Logically, he knew that eventually the fire of this would burn lower, and they would be able to focus on other things. They would, eventually, be able to look at the world outside of one another. But for now, that seemed unfathomable. Their bodies were made for one another, and all that time spent at odds could only be remedied by this... By giving into this, giving in to her.
He was struck by the animal nature of this, the selfishness of their obsession with one another, the very antithesis of what the Jedi demanded of them. Neither of them had ever excelled at following rules, and perhaps it was arrogance, believing that they had the capacity to change things, but he had to believe— he had to hope that they were choosing each other for the right reasons.
She moaned with abandon, her teeth clenched, looking upon him with the same ferocity she'd shown on the wave-swept ruins of the Death Star. Feeling lost in a frenzy, he drew himself up onto his haunches, pulling her into the cradle of his hips, his hand sliding from her flank to touch her where she was still so wet and swollen.
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He was struck by the animal nature of this, the selfishness of their obsession with one another, the very antithesis of what the Jedi demanded of them. Neither of them had ever excelled at following rules, and perhaps it was arrogance, believing that they had the capacity to change things, but he had to believe— he had to hope that they were choosing each other for the right reasons.
She moaned with abandon, her teeth clenched, looking upon him with the same ferocity she'd shown on the wave-swept ruins of the Death Star. Feeling lost in a frenzy, he drew himself up onto his haunches, pulling her into the cradle of his hips, his hand sliding from her flank to touch her where she was still so wet and swollen.