planetarium | d.djarin

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**NSFW**

Chandrila

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            THE large polished kyber crystal slid onto Gwyn's left ring finger just as the elevator doors opened up to the eighty-fifth floor.

Just as they stumbled into the expansive apartment, Luke grabbed the sides of her delicate face and kissed her with all he had. Lips moving in sync as they felt their way through the dark towards their room.

Gwyn's hands landed on his hard chest and slid down, falling onto his tie that was holding his robes together. Luke already made work with her zipper, having half of it down before he impatiently pushed the rest of the heavy dress off her warm body.

As the backs of her knees hit the bed she threw the black robe off of him, landing on the floor somewhere with a thud.

Luke hooked two fingers in her black silk thong and tugged hard, making Gwyn squeak at the sudden coldness her heat wasn't used to yet.

Kicking off the remaining clothes, he guided her down onto the plush silk bed, engulfing her. Pausing, he straddled her from above, looking down at her as his deep blue eyes trailed her figure,

"Kriff, you're beautiful."

Gwyn responded by propping herself up and grabbing the back of her fiancé's neck and dragging him towards her mouth. The smell of alcohol swirled between them before he finally attached his lips to the side of her neck.

She moaned at the delicate kisses that he was daring to leave. Her hands landed on his muscular back, digging her nails into the pale flesh, craving his touch.

"Luke," She moaned into his ear as his hands caressed her breasts, before slipping further down pausing at the opening of her heat. His fingers massaged her never quite entering her. Teasing her, he moved his hand back up the curves of her hips.

"Stop teasing." She demanded.

Laughing lightly at her demand, he slipped two fingers inside her while he slowly made circles around her clit. She recaptured his lips as ecstasy built up inside her.

However, before she could finish he took his hand off her and positioned himself at her core. Feeling his head at her entrance made her even wetter and desperate for friction, grinding up against him.

With a gasp, she felt him push himself into her.

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Gwyn was wide awake.

The light snores of Luke echoed quietly in the spacious bedroom. With one heavy arm draped across Gwyn's exposed waist, he pulled her closer to his freezing body.

The only lights in the room were the blaring lights from ships, flying in and out of the atmosphere, blinding her as they shone down on the world below; and the tracking fob that blinked an alarming red from across the room, making her skin glow red.

The alcohol is her system had completely worn off and she was only left with sobering realization of her current situation.

And a slight headache.

Sighing, she lifted her left hand in front of her face and stared at the gorgeous baguette-cut, single kyber crystal situated on a thin band of Naboo gold. Gwyn couldn't doubt that it was a beautiful ring and something that she had always dreamed of having.

But it stared back at her, as if it was some mark of enslavement to the life that she had been doomed to.

Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill down. Refusing to let them, she rubbed her tired eyes with the back of her hand; erasing all evidence of her sadness.