Panic stricken ~ Skysolo

Chapter 6- Impure

Luke's pov:

We strolled through the city and eventually reached the hotel. We made our way inside and traveled through the winding endless corridors. Han was following behind me sometimes grabbing at my waist but I chose to ignore him and continue walking. When we reached our room I stopped and scanned the key card which gave him enough time to wrap his arms around me again.

When the door opened I rushed inside breaking our connection. However it did not last long, I felt his hands on my wrists and he pushed me up against the wall with my hands pinned above my head. "Can I?" He asked.

I instantly melted, "Please Han please." I begged. I needed him and I needed him now. Those two drinks had wiped my morals and now here I was again, underneath Han.

He kissed my mouth sloppily and then began tugging at my robes trying to gain access to my neck. I pulled my robes off and he did the same. He went back to kissing me and then trailed down my neck allowing small whimpers to leave my mouth.

My hands laced through his hair as he kept kissing me. He pulled me from the wall and we stumbled over to the bed in the centre of the room. I lay down and he got on top of me pinning my hands either side of my head.

He lowered his kisses even more until they were on my stomach. My body twitched slightly from his kisses and he took this as a sign to continue. He kept kissing my stomach as I looked around the room out of pleasure.

His fingers traced my waist band and he looked up at me for permission. I helped him take them off and he stared at me. I had to look away as to not cry. I wanted this and I knew that but I just couldn't look.

The contact of his mouth made me gasp and I smiled, I could feel him smile as well. He continued and I squeezed my eyes shut trying to contain the feeling inside of me.

He clearly noticed this and said, "Make as much noise for me as you want." And the went back to bellow my waist.

Han's voice was course and rough but it was also gentle and inviting. And it most defiantly turned me on. He edged me and small noises escapes my lips. I couldn't wait longer and put my hands on the back of his head to guide him.

"Oh fuck." I exclaimed lowly. He smiled at how he was making me feel. We both exchanged noises of pleasure and enjoyment.

One thing was still in the back of my mind though, Leia. We promised we wouldn't do this again because it would hurt Leia and here we are... again. I tried to use Han's logic though to justify it. We are drunk, it's just sex, there is no love here whatsoever.

But that's what I wanted. I wanted love and I wanted that bond but I wasn't going to get it. He was going to marry Leia and I was going to die alone with nothing but memories of betraying my sister and sleeping with her fiancé.

However, I was pulled from
my thoughts as the noises escaping my mouth got louder and quicker. My breath spread up and so did his. I could feel the vibrations all throughout my body and I removed my hands from his head to push back my hair.

I looked down at him as I reached my climax and my back arched. "Shit shit shit." I said repeatedly. Han loved this and smiled at my exclamation.

Once I was finished my back lowered to the mattress once more and Han made his way up to my mouth again. He gave me a gentle kiss on the lips then lay down beside me. His arm slowly wrapped around my naked torso which made me shiver slightly.

I leaned into his touch feeling his chin on the top of my head as I tried to suppress my thoughts about what we were actually doing. However, my mind was brought back to the pleasure I had just experienced and I had forgotten what was right and what was wrong.

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Heh... heh. Anyway...
Idk if that was any good I've never written pure filth before, if it was bad just tell me :) also if you have any suggestions as to how I can improve I am open to hear it :)