Indpendent & Selective Cade Skywalker RP Blog based off of Star Wars Legacy comic series.

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Sep 26   22:12     (+7)    via

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                                              WARNING : NOT SUITED FOR WORK

       The damage of her chambers were of NO IMPORTANCE, anything else was of no importance. She was lost, intoxicated by the struggle within him, the pull towards darkness once again winning, making him lose ny control and act like a LUSTING BEAST. Hands were now both at his back, claws digging into his skin as her back arched, breasts pressing against his chest, making possible for her to even feel his heartbeat.

        Uncontrolled screams, begging for reaffirmation of her pleasure only got a devil-sent smile upon her lips, she knew he could feel her insides, her emotions, her pleasure, more than a naked body, she had a nearly exposed SOUL. Red lips bit onto his neck, holding back a scream, if only to anger him, only leaving his skin once she could manage her voice better, to make it more than eager gasps and moans.  Earn my screams, Cade. EARN THEM!. ❞ 

         She turned the tables, with legs locking to his waist for a moment, she made herself raise to the top, hands going to his legs for leverage as she began to move her hips in VICIOUS movements, taking all of his shaft inside her eager body. Her moans became more frequent as she speed up, using as much strength to FUCK the soul out of him as her body allowed to. Senses were like embraced by his lust as she tried to taunt him even more, lekku, arms, sparkling with lightning bolts, visible manifestation of her lack of control even of the force she mastered, of her lust, much like his: as strong as his hate for her. She was being his WHORE, feeding from him, addicted to the feeling of his lips, of his COCK.    You need me, you want all of me, say it. SAY IT.

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Aug 30   22:08     (+26)    via

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Again, a PITIFUL job of exercising restraint.

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       If his intent was to prove her that HE had the control there, it failed miserably. Not only his body was begging to be reunited with hers, but also he felt again the need of reassuring his power and control verbally.  Any men who have to constantly yell that he is in charge, won’t ever be. His attempt of untying her clothing wasn’t unnoticed, but for now she would allow it, allow him to stay over her and dictate the rhythm. FOR NOW…

     I am not a fool to think I will have you on a leash only by opening my legs.   With her right hand, the Lethan moved it over his erection, making sure it was stiff enough for him to be eager to invade her for the third time that night. Once again her lips met his skin, this time with a kiss, quickly followed by a small sucking that was left as a red-ish purple on his neck.

     ❝ I feel your hate, your hunger for more power. Much like MINE.  Her hand moved away from his member, as her eyes moved to his chest, her own bottom lips being purposefully bitten, if only to tease him before she could once again ruin his little ideas about controlToo bad you and I both have obligations tomorrow. I am sure you can CONTROL yourself again and get it down again.

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Aug 17   22:23     (+26)    via