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Summary: Kinktober Day 17 — Pegging with Luke Skywalker Pairing: Luke Skywalker/Reader; fem!reader with no mentions of her appearance. Rating: Explicit, 18+ (Younglings, foundlings, and cadets BEGONE!) Warnings: Explicit sexual content, smut; Pegging, penetrative sex with a strap-on, anal sex, oral sex (m!receiving and mention of f!receiving), bottom!Luke, top!reader, reader is clothed, Luke is naked, reader is a fellow rebel, dom/sub undertones, use of the color system, dirty talk, language, y'all this is filthy. Word Count: 2.4k

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"Oh, Luke..."

The last Jedi was sprawled so prettily before you, the sheets and blankets of the bed skewed from your activities. Of which there had been many tonight. After a series of long, arduous missions that had started out simple and then snowballed into a series of manhunts and covert infiltrations, you and Luke hadn't seen each other in close to three months now. You'd practically been living in the cockpit of your X-wing, and as soon as you had touched down on base, the orange flight suit had been abandoned for your regular fatigues. Familiar and comfortable, but more importantly, clean.

It had taken far longer than necessary to deliver your report to Chancellor Mothma, but that could've been your exhaustion talking, because you knew the importance of reports and accurate intel. After Endor, the destruction of the second Death Star, and the death of Palpatine, the Alliance had been working overtime to round up what was left of the Empire.

Not to mention all the work to do after it was fully abolished. Restoring the Senate, the Republic, restoring sovereignty to the thousands of worlds that had been robbed of it under the Imperial regime, taking stock of poverty across the galaxy, scoping the worlds that needed the most help, full of need and desperation.

There was a lot of it out there. And you didn't like how the Alliance was more focused on the pomp and circumstance of everything than actually showing that they were different than the Empire.

But one thing at a time, you knew. One thing at a time. And the first thing was to fully weed out and crush the Empire.

The thought of what remained of the Empire began to cloud your thoughts as you strode through base, intent on finding a sonic or a fresher or even just a bed. But as you rounded a corner, a striking figure came into view, his stride full of purpose. It halted as he caught sight of you.

People who'd never met Luke Skywalker before saw his black clothing, his glove, his lightsaber, the strong set of his chin and shoulders, and were instantly simultaneously in awe and on guard. They knew his reputation, his heroic deeds, the rumors surrounding his power, how he'd gone into the Emperor's throne room with Darth Vader and been the only one to emerge alive. They heard the title Jedi, and felt like they were looking at a myth, a legend, something impossible.

Sometimes you did too. Sometimes you caught yourself thinking back to the golden, green flyboy who'd done everything by the seat of his pants and a strange sort of naive, brazen optimism.

And you thought of just how much that golden boy had grown, just how far he'd come in close to five years. Just how much he'd changed.

How much you'd both changed.

Luke smiled at you, that golden, boyish, sunny smile unchanged by his experiences and trauma, and suddenly nothing else mattered than being in his arms.

Somewhere in the background of your reunion, now nothing more than white noise to the both of you, you'd heard Han moan and groan, silenced by either a sharp look or sharp elbow from Leia. You'd have to thank her and give Han shit later.

But for now...

Now you could only focus on the sight before you. Such a pretty one. Luke had the sheets fisted in his fingers, sweat glistening along his naked, tanned chest, always reminiscent of his life under twin suns. His right hand wasn't visibly different from his left, the synthflesh covering the internal mechanics of the prosthetic, but you knew the strength of the hand, remembering how it felt on your head whenever he pushed your mouth onto his cock.

And speaking of his cock...

It was hard, straining against the fabric of his pants, fastened tight and low on his hips. You let a small, pleasant smile grace your features.

"Such a treat to see you like this, Luke," you said, lightly touching his waistline. "Hell of a welcome home present."

You promptly undid his pants, sliding them down his thighs along with his underwear. His cock sprang to attention, so hard it slapped to the skin of his stomach.

You practically salivated at the sight of it, but you forced yourself to continue undressing him, fully slipping his pants off of him. There was the tiniest little tremble of his knees, and you quickly kissed one.

You were still fully dressed. For the most part. Your jacket had been discarded, and your own pants sat unbuckled around your hips, and a strap-on sat proud around your pelvis.

Luke could barely keep his eyes off it, blue eyes darting from it to your face intermittently. He swallowed hard.

"Love when you're home," he said, voice not as calm or steady as normal. There was a little breathiness to his words that made your pleasant smile widen.

"Hmm, me too," you said. Your hands smoothed down the length of his thighs, ghosting down over his legs where they fell off the edge of the bed.

He kept squirming towards the edge, eager but trying to hide it. And though you were eager too, you were going to take your time with this. Three months you'd been without him, now.

Three months too fucking long.

But both you and Luke had made sacrifices. For each other, but also for the sake of the Alliance. Big picture, you'd agreed. You and Luke each had a big picture to look at. You were only part of his, and he was only part of yours. Though internally, you wondered, more and more with each passing day, if those big pictures were beginning to merge into one.

You would love if they did, but even if they didn't, you knew you and Luke would always have each other as part of a whole. One aspect of a whole life to live. One section of a big picture. Not an overblown, portraited figure enshrined into one small, shallow, selfish picture.

The bigger picture was more beautiful, you both agreed. Made even more beautiful by the presence and inclusion of each other.

And oh, Luke was so beautiful right now.

He jumped and twitched as you took his cock into your hand, stroking up and down a few times. His eyes fluttered closed and his head fell back onto the bed. But you reached to touch his chin and his eyes flew back open, gaze locking with yours.

Eyes on me, you said, with nothing more than a look. With his abilities, you were sure Luke got the message, and his eyes stayed locked to yours as you slowly lowered to your knees, hand caressing down his chest. He inhaled sharply at the sensation, and the way you kept your stares locked, even as you pressed a little kiss to the tip of his cock.

Your tongue darted out to tease a little kitten lick to his tip. He jolted, his breath catching, and you could just barely conceal a smile at how pretty he looked.

Never breaking eye contact, you continued to leave little licks all over him, gradually increasing their pressure and length, until you traced the pulsing vein along his cock from ball to tip. The apples of his cheeks were rosy and his eyes were blown wide, and Luke was biting his lip against all the little noises he wanted to release.

You wanted to hear them.

So you finally broke your gaze from his, ducking to close your lips around his head.

Luke groaned deep and fell back against the mattress.

You licked across his tip, tasting his precum and enjoying the burst of heady saltiness in your mouth. Sucking gently, you still just kept your mouth around his head, swirling your tongue around it and stroking up and down his thighs.

Luke said your name in a pretty little bed. You let your amusement color your expression, even if he couldn't fully see it.

"Just a little longer," you murmured, before fully enclosing him in your mouth again.

Luke moaned, hips straining towards your mouth, like he wanted to thrust his full length inside you. But he managed to restrain himself, and you rewarded him for it by cupping his heavy balls in your hand.

He did thrust into your mouth this time, not something wholly unexpected, but still enough to make you moan quietly. You let spit gather in your mouth before letting it leak past your loosely enclosed lips, wetting his length and feeling it spill down all the way to his balls and across your fingers. You gathered it and continued to gently roll them in your hand.

All while never having more than just the head of his cock in your mouth.

You could tell by the pretty moaning and whining coming from Luke that he wasn't going to last long if you kept at it, so within a few seconds, you pulled off of him, a little dribble of saliva connecting your lips to his tip.

You gave his balls one last little massage before releasing them as well.

Luke was so pretty when he looked wrecked, and right now, he did. But you couldn't wait to see the completely cockdumb look on his face when you pushed your strap into him.

You could feel your own arousal starting to soak through your underwear, but you pushed it aside for the moment. It was all about Luke right now.

You gave your first finger a little suck, making cheeky eye contact with Luke as you did so, before pressing the slick finger to the ring of muscle surrounding his hole.

Her jerked fully, trying to push himself onto you, but you backed off a little, pressing a gentle, but firm hand to his thigh. You were setting the pace right now, not him.

Luke eventually settled again.

"Color?" you asked.

"Green."

You pressed your finger into his hole.

You gently worked Luke open, relishing in his little whines and moans. And soon, you were adding a second finger, then a third. Luke was straining not to thrust into your hand, placated by your own steady thrusting and the soothing way you stroked his skin, and the occasional kiss you dropped to the inside of his thigh.

You gently pried your fingers apart inside him, aware that your own three fingers were not big enough to compare to the strap you wore. His favorite.

Luke groaned out your name and his body trembled.

"Color?" you asked.

"Green," he instantly gasped, almost even before you had finished asking. "Force, green!"

You grinned at his eagerness.

"Just making sure you're ready, sweetheart," you said, kissing the inside of his thigh again.

"I have been ready for three months," Luke ground out, pushing his pelvis into your hand.

You laughed, slipping your fingers from him and standing.

"All right, message received," you said. You reached to the bedside table, snagging the bottle of lube and popping the cap. Luke followed the motion of your hands eagerly as you slathered lube all over your strap.

"I've been ready, too," you admitted. You stood over him and leaned down. He gasped a little as your slicked strap slid against his cock, just in time for you to kiss him.

You kept it brief. A promise of more later if he wanted. You knew he would.

"Ready to take my cock, sweetheart?" you breathed, brushing your lips over his. Luke wiggled beneath you, more than ready.

"Please," he said. "Please, I need it."

You smiled again, straightened, lined yourself up, and slid in.

Luke was a puddle underneath you, writhing as you stretched him open, his legs kicking up to wrap around your waist to push you in fully. You chuckled at his eagerness, but decided that if he was so desperate, then you were going to give him what he wanted.

You didn't let him adjust, instead retracting your hips. His hole suctioned around you, like he didn't want you to leave. And when just the tip was still inside him, you thrust forward again, spearing him onto your cock.

Luke was a bit of a babbler when he went cockdumb, but it was one of the cutest things you'd ever experienced, and today was no exception. Broken cries of your name, exclamations of pleasure, little grunts and whines and mews as you pistoned into him. You braced your hands on either side of him on the bed, getting better leverage, and Luke fully cried out at your next thrust.

"Oh, Force, keep going!" he cried. "Keep going!"

You grinned above him, having no intention of stopping.

You fucked Luke hard, and thoroughly enjoyed doing so. And between his eagerness, the three months of no contact, the attention you'd paid to his cock earlier, and your relentless pace, he was soon falling to pieces around you.

With a strangled cry, Luke came, cum splattering all over his chest and stomach.

You could feel the way his legs trembled and clamped around you, slowing your thrusts as you worked him through his climax, spurt after spurt of cum painting across his skin. Until finally, Luke seeped into the mattress, spent.

Carefully, you withdrew, apologizing quietly for the sudden emptiness that made him wince. It always made you wince too.

You shed your clothes quickly, undoing the harness around your pelvis and letting it fall to the ground. You climbed onto the bed beside him, curling against his side and carding your hands through his thick, sweat-matted hair.

He side-eyed you a little, still breathing a little heavily. You smiled cheekily at him.

"I'm home," you said.

He chuckled a little. "No kidding."

You hid your face in his shoulder, giggling in unison with him.

“Want me to get you a towel?” you asked, after a couple beats of peaceful quiet.

"Rather a shower," Luke said. He tossed you an amused look as he slowly sat up. "You probably need one."

You didn't deny that. "Does that mean I can join you?"

"Of course," Luke said. His face lit up with an arrogant little smirk, one that made so many people tell him he looked like his father. "Need you to clean me up before I wrap your thighs around my face."

You'd never hopped into the shower so fast in your life. And yours and Luke's happy, bright laughter dissolved into moans of ecstasy as steam filled the room.

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