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imarvelatthestars · 1 year

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Eat Your Young

Pairings: Elia Kane x f!Reader

Warnings: kinda top/bottom - dom/sub vibes, but not really. Also short.

She's evil and I'm suddenly a lesbian, bisexual who? what? Sorry, I got distracted. Her arms and sexie butch energy got to me.

It's the way she looks at you that does you in, the blatant hunger that glints in Elia's eyes, the knowledge that she always has you just within reach and that you'll always fall for her time and again. You knew it the moment you first met on Coruscant, when she was dappled with carnival lights, and you know it now as she watches you, waits for you, tongue stealing across the swell of her lower lip.

"Look at you," she sighs and she leans back in her chair, one arm stretching up and behind her head so her biceps flex and strain against her shirt. On purpose. Smirking. Tilting her chin up in your direction as a silent challenge. "Pretty girl."

Kara-fucking-bast, if that doesn't send your stomach plummeting. Your jaw slacks open just enough to drop the hint of a whimper as liquid heat curls up in the pit of your belly.

"Been missing you all day." Her eyes flicker in the lowlight, something dark and predatory. "Did you miss me?"

You nod dumbly and it should be embarrassing, it is embarrassing, but you want her more than you feel your shame. You want her where she belongs, inside you, above you, muscles straining, temple slick with sweat, her hair ruffled and her eyes wild. You want her to pry you open and take whatever she wants, if only so you can beg for more by the end.

Her free hand pats the spread expanse of her thighs. She doesn't have to ask. And when you settle your weight atop her one thigh, you can't help shuddering as her eyes shift and her head tilts down and her fingers settle around the curve of your waist.

"How many do you think I can get out of you before I finally fuck you?" she asks.

"As many as you want," you croak. Your eyelashes flutter and your voice trembles, and Elia grins.

The weight of her palm on your hip prompts you to grind forward and down on her leg. Another hand comes soft and smooth over your breast, to your throat, cradling the back of your neck, digging into the tendrils at your nape and tugging ever so slightly. And when you tremble and moan like the hapless prey you are, your huntress nips playfully at your ear.

Her breath is hot on your skin and your clit is rubbing hard, but not enough, on her sleep pants. "Louder for me," she coos. "There's a good girl."

That won't be a problem. Elia always has a way of drawing the foulest of sounds from your body. Tonight will be no different. You're starving for her, desperate for her teeth and tongue and fingers, for whatever wicked pleasures she elects to bestow, and she's eager to provide a feast.

#elia kane #elia kane x reader #elia kane x you #wlw elia kane #sapphic reader #the mandalorian #star wrs #for snisha #safjgaksjd i don't know what this is i'm in a terrible writing funk #i just think she's hot and Bad and i want her

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joenotexotic99 · 1 year

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Bending the routine

Elia kane x F!reader

Warnings: smut, cunnilingus, very gay shit, 18+ not proof read, probably spelling errors

Word count: 429

A/n there is an extreme sever lack of anything of elia kane so I decided to write this. Kinda short and not my best work but I don't hate it. Enjoy <3

It was early morning on Elia's day off. She wasn't the one to sleep in much. She used to have a tight and strict schedule that she followed. However after she met you on Coruscant she decided that Bending and softening her routine was needed. Because after finally having you in her bed she couldn't leave.

You caught her eye selling photon fizzles at a confession stand, since then she has become more of a regular for you. Always coming to buy one on her lunch break. Elia found it hard to let you out of her sight. You were so fucking beautiful. The way you moved mesmerized her. It took everything in her not to pull you away so she could have her way with you.

Eventually you wrote down your number on a napkin and the following night she had you against the wall of her apartment falling apart against her fingers and mouth.

Now after she wakes up in the morning she takes a moment or ten to admire you. Smirking knowing that any Mark left from last night's action was left by her. She figured that leaving a few more wouldn't hurt.

She started at your cheek. Then down your neck. Kissing over the purple and red marks already there. Forming new ones next to the old. She climbed over on top of you to continue her descent down your body. Feeling you shift under her.

Elia looked up at you already between your legs. Kissing up and down your inner thighs.

"Good morning" she hummed, so close to where you needed her.

"Please" you whined

Elia smirked before diving down. Eating you out like a starved man. You reached down to grip her hair, pulling her closer to your heat. Your body on fire. Nerves tingling.

Elia adored your taste. She spends quite a lot of her free time making you come several times in a row. No matter what she has planned she always makes sure you're satisfied. And if she has time she will satisfy you over and over and over again. Your moans getting her off.

Soon you felt the knot in your lower abdomen becoming thin. Fuck she can make you come fast. Knowing exactly what makes you tick

Quickly you were screaming her name as you rode out your orgasm and letting relief overtake your body.

Elia made her way up to your mouth before finally giving you a kiss.

"How'd ya sleep?"

You giggled against her lips before flipping her over to continue your sweet sweet morning together.

#elia kane #elia kane x reader #elia kane x you #elia kane smut #the mandalorian #lesbian #if evil why hot #fuck i lover her so mucn #bisexual #idk its very gay

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ct1409lover · 1 year

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please confirm that I'm not the only one who needs more Elia Kane fics

#elia kane #elia kane x you #elia kane the mandalorian #elia kane x reader #the mandalorian #katy o'brian

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bigbadripley · 1 year

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My girl ain't bad (she's more like evil)

Pairing: Dark!Elia Kane x Dark?Fem!Reader | Minors DNI!! ⚠️

Warnings: Sorta non/dub-con if you squint in some places. Graphic sexual activities, language, pining, no use of y/n, reader referred to by relevant nicknames, Elia's kinda dark anyway so take the warning as a gimme, reader's kinda bad, too.

Words: 5.6k

Summary: You were loyal to the empire before it fell, though you did recognize it as a flawed system. The New Republic is flawed, as well, but meeting Elia Kane might make things easier. Right? Title based on "II. Worldstar" by Childish Gambino

A/N: You are responsible for your own consumption. DL;DR. As always, if you find anything that needs to have a warning or I mislabeled something, please let me know~ The girlies said they would eat this up so here you go!

You can also read it on Ao3!

The second you laid eyes on your amnesty housing neighbor, you knew she would be trouble. It was in her eyes, how she sat, and how she grinned upon your arrival.

"G68. Elia Kane, pleasure to meet you." Maker, she even introduced herself cockily. Elia looked like she was chiseled from stone by the gods, and sure, she acted nice enough around you, but her energy told you a different story. But by the time you caught on, it was too late. She had a death grip on your mind.

It's not that you actively avoided Elia, but you knew she could ruin you if you got too close. You feared she could smell it radiating from your pores and tell how weak you felt around her.

"So, you work the med unit?" She asked you one day out of the blue. You nodded your confirmation, not remembering telling her that but assuming you must have brought it up at some point. "Good to know we're in good hands, then." She said flirtatiously.

You held yourself confidently in all situations, but Elia Kane was different. She acted sweet and tended to flirt with you, but you knew something was off. You could sense her chipping away at your stone walls, and she didn't even try. Nobody had ever etched themselves into your brain quite like Elia.

"Hey, N19." You heard a familiar greeting from behind you. The voice told you it was Elia. She sat on the bench next to you and placed a fruit plate in front of you with a grin that looked disingenuous and told you that she expected appreciation for the offering. When you didn't provide that, the grin melted away. "What's the matter?"

"Not very hungry." You answered with a shrug. It felt like her eyes were beaming into your soul, and you couldn't tell if you wanted her around or would rather be left alone. You also hated that she called you by the number you were assigned. Everyone went by those numbers, and you couldn't figure out why it bugged you.

"You're not very warm to me. Not like the others." Elia stated, taking a piece of fruit from her plate and picking at it like it was there to fidget with. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Truthfully, I don't think I trust you." You admitted. Instead of waiting for a response, you added another point. "And you know my name but never kriffing use it. It's always 'hey, N19' with you."

Elia sat staring silently for a good while, making you uncomfortable. Had you overstepped? Should you have left well enough alone and eaten her damn fruit? No, of course not. You saw through her ruse. It was time she knew it, and you still couldn't help but get angry that she didn't respect you enough to call you by your name as you did her.

Finally, she took a deep breath and leaned closer, speaking.

"I'd like to spend more time with you." She started. You felt the tendrils rise on your neck, feeling her words run over the shell of your ear and vibrate in your skull. It was a wonder how nobody was looking, though she wasn't as close as you thought. "Would you trust me to take you somewhere?"

Your mouth grew dry as you finally turned your head to meet her gaze. Something was in her eyes, but you couldn't pin it. Your curiosity got the best of you, and though you didn't really trust her, you agreed to follow.

The two of you started hiking through the zone you were allowed, walking close and brushing arms together. You were unsure what Elia meant to do with you, and your heart pounded the further away from the crowds you got.

You found it strange when you arrived at the housing again, and for whatever reason, you started to feel nervous as you stopped at the door to her quarters and watched her open it. She gestured for you to step inside, and you did. She followed and pressed the button to close the door behind her.

"What are we doing here?" You asked, trying your best to keep your chin up. Though her quarters looked identical to yours, the atmosphere smelled different. It smelled just like her and almost made you wish yours smelled the same.

"I wanted to show you something," Elia answered, grazing you as she made her way to the dresser on the wall you were facing. You had a dresser just like it, full of your own belongings, just as everyone did. She thoughtfully pulled out the second drawer and momentarily examined the inside before retrieving a small cloth bag with pull strings to keep it closed.

From the bag, Elia pulled out an object. You couldn't make out what it was, but you could tell it was blue and no bigger than the palm of your hand as she turned around and started back to you. "I got this from my dearest friend." She spoke before taking your left hand and placing the object in it.

Once it was in your hand and you could study it, you found it was an everflower, or in this case, a perfectly preserved Aura Blossom. You had never seen one yourself and were stunned by its beauty. "This friend knew the Aura Blossom was my favorite flower, and she would refer to me as her Blossom." She started to speak again.

"That's quite sweet." You said, finally bringing your eyes from the flower and to her. She was much closer to you now, and her eyes looked saddened.

"I cared for her a great deal. We were separated some time ago. I'm not entirely sure she's still alive." Elia explained, turning her attention to the wall to her left. It looked like she was about to cry, and you couldn't help but feel bad.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Elia." You express. Subconsciously, you reached forward and took her right hand, the other still caressing the flower between your chests. "My favorite flower is the Fire Lilly."

Her gaze came back to you, turning from saddened to almost gleeful right before your eyes. "Then I will call you Fire Lilly or Lilly. It suits you."

At that moment, you found the trust you couldn't find before. It was there all along, just too subtle to see.

As you grew closer to Elia, you found it easy to respond to her nickname for you. Though the relationship was friendship, she made it easy to go about your day, knowing you'd see her. Everything felt natural, and she made the amnesty situation more tolerable. What took you by surprise was when you saw her less.

After two rotations of her barely speaking to you, you found her chatting with a few others in the program. It was tough to ignore, so you approached her.

"Can we chat?" You asked once she noticed you. She waved off from the group, and the two of you sat on the bench. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Whatever is happening here can't continue, Lilly." She said. Her words made you frown.

"Why's that?" You questioned, unable to shelf your disappointment.

"What started as friendly has become..." Elia trailed off and looked at her hands for a moment before returning to you and finishing her sentence with a new one. "I can't fall for you or be in a relationship."

The fact that she asked like this was still Gideon's ship upset you, her words being the most preposterous thing you've ever heard.

"Says who?" You wondered aloud, leaning closer, trying to catch her lying if she was.

Elia let out a single, airy chuckle, sounding disbelieving. "Don't be difficult, girl."

"Girl? Don't speak to me like I'm a child." You said in a near shout, offended by the name. Your eyes followed as she stood,

"Then don't act like one. Friendship, partnership, it's all for children."

Elia began walking away, seeming to have the exit strategy of fight and then fly away figured out. You stood and followed, calling out behind her. "Then what about the Aura Blossom?" You probed. There was no way she believed something so cynical when her story was so beautiful. She pivoted around and marched back to you, eyes darting into your soul, having had enough of this.

"I lied. It was never meant to go this far."

"For what purpose? To get me to trust you and even more care for you just so you could drop me like a bundle of root vegetables?"

"Maker, Lilly, you wouldn't know the first thing about what I would do to you if I continued this. It would be best if you kept your distance."

"Do your worst." You growled, eying the taller woman. She seemed to be putting on a show. Her pupils softened for a moment, seeming to revert back to normal.

"Even though I lied to you?" Elia asked, trying to hold the mean tone. You shook your head,

"Clearly, you have something going on, and I intend to get you to tell me."

All was silent between the two of you but the wind whirling and weaving around your bodies. You cared for Elia enough to want to know why she was asking this way, as foolish as you felt for it. As you waited for her to speak, her eyes made several passes over you. "Say something." You demanded.

Her face was close to yours in a flash, eyes seeming furious with you. "I may not be who I appear to be. You act tough but are delicate, friendly, and naive. The kind I take pleasure in breaking. Is that what you want?"

You didn't know what to say to that, mouth ajar, but no words came out. You were choking, sweating, and she knew it. Maker, she was something, but tragic or beautiful, you didn't know. From the corner of your eye, you saw the right side of her mouth tick upward before she seemed to take your silence as an answer and walk away.

Later that night, you were sitting on your too-comfortable bed, thinking about the interaction and both overanalyzing it and trying to forget it at the same time. Was she enticing because she seemed dangerous? She admitted to lying, but what did that make her? Even though she wasn't who you thought she was, you still wanted to figure out who that was.

The thing that broke your train of thought was the sound of someone at your door. Having a visitor at this hour seemed odd, but you got up to see who it could be. As the door slid open, none other than Elia was there waiting, stone-faced.

"Elia? What are y-" Before you could finish your sentence, she stomped into your quarters like she owned the place and hit the button on the pad that closed the door. "You can't just invite yourself in, not after earlier, G68!" You exclaimed, using her number to degrade her and make her feel like she made you.

"And what is it you intend to do about it?" She asked, stepping forward and closer to where you stood. In your head, you backed up, but your body remained paralyzed, stuck in the flytrap by her gaze. "You never answered my question earlier."

"Because I wasn't sure what you meant, G68." You lied, emphasizing the number again to feel empowered.

"Enough with that, baby." Elia sneered, stepping quicker to you this time and reminding you she was taller than you as her chin tilted down to face you. The nickname chilled you, and again, she knew that and let it be known with the same smirk she wore earlier. "I had a feeling, and I'm rarely wrong with girls like you." She sang, walking one boot before the other, brushing against your body as she circled you like an ice vulture.

Your eyes remained planted on the floor, trying not to let her see she was right. She could bend you in any way she wanted.

"Take your clothes off," Elia demanded. Suddenly, your knees felt like wet cardboard. There had to be some rule against this, right? These walls may as well be glass panes. You opened your mouth to protest but were shut up before you had the chance. "Clothes. Off. Now."

Shakily, you started with your top, slowly pulling the fabric over your head. Once that was off, you gulped as she approached your front again and gestured for you to continue. You were entirely naked before long and trembling like a leaf as she eyed you up and down.

"I see you still follow orders well, Lilly. Continue to do as I say, and we won't have a problem."

The situation was conflicting. You wanted this, but this wasn't how you pictured it. The head on your shoulders didn't feel like your own as you asked yourself what she meant by breaking you.

"Eli-"

"Did I ask you to speak?" She cut you off quickly, causing you to clamp your lips tightly together again. You blinked at the pile of your clothes at your bare feet, skin feeling cold and nipples projecting sharply, even with your arms covering them as you hugged yourself to try and hide.

Elia got close to you again and pried your forearms away from your chest. Whatever fight you had was gone as she ran her hands lightly over your skin from shoulders to hips. "You are a sight, Lilly." She praised.

It was impressive how she caused arousal to weave through the feelings of terror. Her fingers danced over the skin of your tummy and down your pelvis, slinking into your slit and between your folds. It took you by surprise as you let out a shudder.

"Fuck, you're wet." She whispered. Your eyes fluttered shut as her face inched closer to yours. You could almost taste her breath as her lips brushed against you. This was it. This was what you wanted.

Then Elia pulled her hand away and took a step back. Your eyes flicked open, and a sigh of disappointment betrayed your throat. That devious grin returned to her face.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She said, backing up, opening the door, and exiting almost as quickly as she came. You rushed to close the door, holding your arms over your nakedness, dumbfounded by what just happened. You tried to pass it off as a dream but thought about it the entire night.

The following day seemed utterly normal as you went about your usual business. Work and recreation, then onto your mandatory appointment where a droid asks questions to monitor your potential relapse to your old ways. You found this ridiculous, but you have to participate.

"Are you experiencing any undue stress due to work or personal matters?" The white droid asked. You found yourself fidgeting in the cold room, and though what happened the night before stressed you out, if it happened at all, you answered.

"No."

"Have you experienced any feelings of anger or resentment towards your coworkers?"

Again, you nearly hesitated until you remembered the question at hand. "No," you answer shortly once more.

"Have you experienced any feelings of anger or resentment towards the New Republic government or its representatives?"

This one in particular, you tended to hesitate on, frustrated by the fact that you have to answer all of these questions for a droid. Eventually, your hesitation would catch up with you, and the last thing you needed was to be sent back to the institute.

"No." You finally said.

"Thank you for continuing to be an important part of the Amnesty Program. Have a nice day." The droid told you in the gleeful tone it was programmed to have. Stupid and annoying.

Exiting the office, you tried to rush back to your quarters and avoid any confrontation with Elia, but just as you turned the corner, you nearly ran into the woman face-to-chest.

"Kriff," You said, startled. She leaned against the wall with her shoulder, smiling like she was waiting for you.

"Avoiding me, girl?" She asked, using a new nickname that still wasn't your name. She wasn't much older than you, and her use of girl like you were a youngling made you frown uncontrollably. You pressed on, pushing past her, ignoring the question. As expected, she followed persistently and circled around, again blocking your path. "Don't pretend last night didn't happen."

"You left me there. It was embarrassing." You snapped, feeling your nostrils flare. It was her who was pretending, and yet, she dared to snicker at your response.

"Patience, baby. As I said, good things will come as long as you do what you're meant to." Elia beamed into your eyes, seemingly looking for an inkling of disobedience. You didn't need to obey her; you knew it, but here you were, with your jaw clenched, staying quiet. Her eyes flicked from your lips to your body, then back up like she could hear your pulse jump from zero to one hundred. "Soon, you'll beg, plead, and cry."

You stood still, trying to maintain your best poker face as she skirted around you, eyes unmoving from your face until she took off down the direction you came from. It didn't even occur to you that you were holding your breath, feeling you might collapse before Elia's footsteps disappeared.

When Elia showed up again that night, you weren't surprised. It was clear she meant to toy with you, break you, even, but you refused to fall that far. She asked you to strip again, and you declined this time.

"Do as I say, girl." She spoke sternly, reverting back to the nickname you disliked. You refused to budge, only causing her to grow frustrated with you. "Looks like we'll be doing things the hard way, then."

"Your threats don't affect me." You tell, just as she finishes her sentence. Elia skirts around you as she did before, tutting her disapproval as you grow weary that you are in more trouble than you intended. Of course, you wanted her, but you'd never accept being tormented like this by anyone else.

"You must not be as bright as I thought, girl. I'll give you one last shot before I have to teach you a lesson on obedience."

Just as before, you dared to stand your ground. Either that or you were frozen by Elia's intimidating glare, questioning if you should do as she said.

Must you try and take the respect I have for myself? Is that what it is? Why don't you tell me what this is about and why we can't do things properly?

"If you want them off, take them off yourself." You challenged. The sound of her shuffling feet stopped behind you, and you immediately went into panic mode. There was no telling how she would react as everything she had done had been unpredictable. This situation made you anxious, unsure if you should scream or fold.

Without warning, you began to feel Elia's body press against your back, breasts firm to your shoulder blades. Her more muscular frame would nearly cause you to double over if it weren't for her right hand wrapping around you and sliding into the waistband of your pants.

"You thought keeping your clothes on would keep me from touching you?" She asked rhetorically as her fingers explored your slick folds. Her opposite hand came to your neck and held it, but not harshly. "I can tell you love every minute of this. All that strong-will crumbling the moment I put my hands on you."

There was no stopping you from squirming as your inhibitions took a tumble. With how soft, airy expletives dripped from your tongue, your body could have been on autopilot. Your hips bucked against Elia's hand as she teased your swollen clit, and without thinking, you reached behind you and attempted to touch her also.

Elia's hand tightened around its spot on your throat, and the hand that was between your legs stiffly evacuated and tugged the hand you touched her with behind your back. You felt the muscle pull taught in your shoulder as she subdued you. "You don't touch me unless I say so, girl." She snapped.

Your legs simply followed suit as she pushed you to your bed. She was much stronger than you would have guessed, turning and sitting on the edge and contorting your body to bend over her left knee. The floor below was your only view as your pants were swiftly yanked down your buttocks, a cooling breeze being introduced to the skin before a sharp slap connected with your right cheek.

A thousand pins and needles bloomed over your skin, and a small yelp escaped your throat. "You don't listen; you get punished just like this, understood?" Elia spoke through a rigid jaw, following her words up with a second smack that was harder than the first. The hand she didn't use was applying pressure to your back, making it harder to move. You questioned if you would move at all if you could.

"Yes." You confirmed your understanding with the whine you let out after the second spank. Never in your life had you been punished in such a way for so little. You did everything right. A good soldier for the Empire, a good kid, you followed laws and obeyed orders, did your work for the New Republic, and minded your business.

Now you're bent over the knee of a woman who had bewitched you so quickly, who caused your cunt to drip and quiver, who took over your brain. The only problem you could find was that she wasn't who she seemed. She admitted this, but you have yet to find out who Elia Kane truly is. This bothered you, still.

"Stand," Elia demanded, pulling her palm from your back and allowing you to move. You did as she told you to and stood before her, a heaping mess with watery eyes and a desire to be touched again. You watched Elia's hands gripping her thighs as she exited your bed, eying you like earlier in the common area. Unexpectedly, she walked away just the same, leaving your quarters before you could speak.

That night you touched yourself to the thought of her, pretending it was her hands that finished you off this time. You felt dirty and shameful for allowing her to torture you again and leave you needy. It made you wonder what she wanted from you, but you had come to that conclusion already. She meant to break you.

Something took over you the next day when you found her waiting for you again. You had tried defiance and compliance but hadn't tried to push back yourself. She had hinted at having feelings for you, but you were so caught up in how she chose not to acknowledge them that you forgot to use them against her.

Elia stood next to the entry to your quarters this time, one boot against the wall as she casually crossed her arms, intending to give you another tidbit to plague you. You knew her game.

A flicker of confusion filled her face as you walked past her, leaving her hanging as you made it to her quarters and stood, waiting for her to catch up. She took her time sauntering to you, stopping a step away and hitting the pad to open the door. You mustered every bit of courage and strength, gripping the collar of her shirt, turning her, and pushing her inside. She was off her guard and easy to move.

As you followed Elia's stumbling frame inside, you pressed the button and felt the door slide shut behind you. She cocked her head, unknowing of where this sudden force came from. Before she found her footing, you were directly in front of her, smashing her lips into hers. She was bewildered, fighting the urge to kiss you back, and stunned that you broke her rules so quickly.

The kiss was excellent and powerful, causing even her to lose her faculties and meet you halfway, dancing her mouth with yours. Her lips were softer than you imagined, and her tongue wasn't nearly as sharp as she let on once yours curled around it. She had one hand wrapped into your hair and the other at your hip, and you held her face to keep her from escaping you this time. You had the upper hand and still found yourself begging for her.

"Fuck me," You spoke into her mouth. Quiet filled the air between you as she smiled into the kiss in a way you could only imagine being devious, assuming she had you in the palm of her hand.

"I knew I'd break you, Lilly." She groaned, turning your body and walking you to her bed like a human shield, muscle memory making it easy without looking. She thought she had you, but you could have sworn you had her at that moment.

The bed was closer than Elia thought as you tripped over the foot and bonelessly fell backward onto it, taking her with you. Though you were on a mission, the intimacy of her on top of you was something you thought of often. Your knees pried apart, allowing her hips to fall between and get closer.

You hadn't imagined she would take to your pushback so easily as her lips trailed from yours and down to your neck, kissing, biting, sucking, and sending alarms to your cunt. Perhaps she did have you after all as you melted into the mattress. Red flags suddenly became green lights. Go, go, go! Don't ever stop!

While she worked your neck, you risked it all and slipped your hand between your bodies, gliding it into her dark blue uniform pants and catching your fingers through her well-lubricated center.

Elia's brought a hand to your forearm, seeming to want to deny you access again, but her fingers slackened as you rolled her nub under your middle finger. A shutter ran through you as you realized the power you now held at your fingertips.

As much as you wanted to continue and let it happen, you knew what you came here to do, and it wasn't to get off, as fantastic as that sounded. A strength you didn't think you had took over, and you rolled Elia onto her back and straddled her hips. As you stared down at her through the lashes on your lower eyelids, you admired how flushed and tapped she looked. It was time.

"I'll see you tomorrow, baby." You announced, turning her nickname for you against her as you pushed yourself up on your knees to get off of her lap. Before you had the chance, Elia's hands grasped your hips and pulled you back down,

"No, nonono, don't go." She said, attempting to keep a stern tone, but the mild panic in her eyes told you she was begging you to stay. You couldn't help but allow your jaw to fall to your chest with a gasp.

"Elia, are you begging?" You asked, not expecting her to answer or intending to egg her on. Something possessed you then and caused you to roll your hips over her pubic bone once. "That's rich. Adorable, even." You sang, pinching her jaw between her fingers and bringing your face close to hers. You could bottle that energy up and drink it like a photon fizz.

There was no intention to bed Elia initially- not today, at least- but you considered it once you looked at her helplessness. All at once, your playing in her face seemed to cause that helplessness to disappear, and in its place came the mug that meant to break you before. The only mistake you made was forgetting how strong she was as she immediately flipped you onto your back, knocking the air from your lungs.

Her left hand had a hold under your right knee, pinning it high up to your chest as the other hand held your throat. The position was even more compromising as your left leg was immobilized by her own. She had you tangled and pressed under her.

"I will fuck you. I'll fuck you until you beg me to stop now, after that stunt, girl."

The atmosphere shifted in her favor, and though your plan was foiled, you felt accomplished enough, having caught her vulnerable and toyed with her as she had you. You realized the only thing left was to give in entirely or just enough to see that powerless face again. The need for her was almost overshadowed by your want for her to need you.

"Do it, then." You challenged, allowing a teasing smirk to crack over your lips. Elia stared down at you like she wanted to take a bite out of you, and you would have been more than happy to oblige. The dull ache pulsated in your gut that would only go away if she took it from you.

It took a blink of your eyes before your uniform pants were torn away from your lower half, undergarments along with them, and tossed to the floor. Before you could think, Elia's arms were wrapped over your thighs, hands gripping the insides, and her face was inches away from your pussy. She looked up at you through her eyelashes, and it was clear her intentions weren't in your favor.

From how her tongue felt as it rolled over your clit, her expression could have fooled you. She hummed over it, letting the vibrations tingle your nerves. Your hands gripped the sheets, wanting to get tangled in her hair, but the last thing you wanted was for her to stop because you touched her.

"Fuck." You whined as your breaths grew more shallow. You could feel Elia's grip tighten around your thighs as they began to shake, abs tightening the closer to get to your peak. Her tongue only went faster, and just as you were about to spill over, she came up for air.

It wasn't oxygen she was looking for, though. The grin that cracked over her wet mouth told you she knew what she was doing. "Why'd you stop?" You asked in a panic. Your body twitched and bucked in protest, looking for relief, but her forearms held your hips down stiffly.

"I'm not letting you cum yet, Fire Lilly." She replied. Even the reverberation of her voice over your cunt caused you to nearly cry. Just as your expected high died back down, she dipped her lips to your clip again, teasingly flicking the tip of her tongue against the nerves.

You weren't sure how long this game went on, but she had you whimpering when it became disorienting to hold it back.

"Please, Elia." You begged. "Please."

Her face told you it was music to her ears. One of her hands released your leg and joined her in the middle, and she pushed a finger inside you, feeling the soft spot just at your entrance.

"Okay, baby. I'm done toying with you." She said, rocking her wrist and causing the finger to go in and out, up and down. The air left your lungs, and your head dipped further into the mattress as you felt her bring her mouth back to you, finally finishing the job as pleasure hit you hard.

The groan you let out was loud, no doubt audible to your neighbors, as you writhed against her hand. She rode it out as long as possible before backing away and looking at the mess she made of you.

A few rotations passed, and you would ask what Elia meant by not being who she appeared to be, and she would respond that it didn't matter. You threatened to not let her lay a finger on you again until she told you, but you both concluded that would never happen. Your persistence faltered.

Then, out of nowhere, Elia began avoiding you again, just as before. This time, you didn't chase or ask her why because it seemed simple: you wanted more, but she didn't. As time went on, you avoided her just as much and went about your usual activities before Elia Kane.

Until the night she showed up at your door again and nearly knocked you over, kissing you with a passion that wasn't there before. Like she missed you. It didn't go further before you pulled away and demanded she talks to you.

"How do you feel about all this, Lilly? About the program, the New Republic, all of it?" Elia asked, standing close but not holding your body anymore. You had strong opinions, some you weren't allowed to speak about.

"How do I know I can say? How can I trust you?"

"Because I meant to trick you. Before this went too far, before I-" Elia cut herself off, thought for a moment, then spoke again in your silence. "Before I started falling for you. But I need to know how you feel before I share. Please, Lilly."

"I don't like that I can't outwardly say how I feel without the threat of reconditioning hanging over my head. Just like with the Empire, there needs to be a lot corrected here. Propaganda that this program and this place is the right way to go." You explained. Elia stayed quiet, and you began questioning if you spoke too much. "Turn me in and have me sent back to the institute if you want. I've said what I said."

Silence blanketed your quarters, convincing you she might do just that until she took your hands into hers.

"What if you could rebuild the empire in your own image?"

#elia kane #elia kane x reader #elia kane x you #the mandalorian #star wars #smut #x reader #x you #reader insert #the mandalorian fic #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian fan fic #star wars fanfiction

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animerefund · 1 year

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Ngl, I have had a crush on Katy since I was like 17, I'm 22 now and never thought I would be simping this hard over her again.... Yet here we are ladies and gents.

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Once the officers dragged the patient into the lab, Y/N sighed re-adjusted their lab coat as the man's heel tugged their coat away from it's buttoned place as he was dragged through the doorway

Hearing shoe tips bounce against the disinfected floors as they glanced up to meet the eyes of the communications officer that alert the department of a potential traitor.

Seeing brown eyes staring back at E/C eyes with a hint of something that could be considered of pride mixed with relief.

Strategically the doctor looked over the patient again at the sounds of movement locked cuffs clasping loudly against the silence in the lab.

A disparaging feeling soaked in the room as the officers secured the potential remolded scientist.

It seems that everyone has their defectors.

Shaking their head solemnly before they walked over to the retracted door panel and walked over to the officer before holding out their hands for the report before they scanned over it once.

"Alright, afterwards you report this to the higher ups." Y/N spoke confidently before handing the officer back her report.

"Of course." The officer responded her smile lingering for a moment as the doctor looked over her face.

Turning curtly back to the entrance to the lab, they swayed through quickly, the panel shutting firmly after the republic officers flooded out.

Once the patient started to awaken, did Y/N roll their sleeves up slightly and head behind the Mitigator as the republic's blue licensed command officer entered the lab.

A dark turquoise Mon Calamari with a unreadable face as well as a slight limp.

Y/n wondered what for, but before they could probe further the officer walked over to slightly disorientated amnesty file worker.

Y/N could help the feeling of guilt as the man awoke started off with saying G68 had tricked him into it.

Taking a cautious look over to the glass did they notice her eyes.

The deadness in them was alarming, as well as the slight twitch of her lip.

Furrowing eyebrows they looked at her longer then the time was given as G68 looked over at them, her face melting into a look of guilt and sadness.

With the wave a hand beside them broke their concentration with shake of the head Y/N pushed the Mitigator towards the amnesty scientist.

The pleas from him went on deaf ears as the commanding officer continued to silence him before finally, the protect gear was on his head and the two of them were out of the lab.

Turning around one more time as they left the lab and looked at G68's back as they were escorted out.

Thinking about it as they walked slowly to their quarters, stopping only when they realized someone had blown past them in a rush.

Form-wise, it had to be the same amnesty officer.

Following her with a floating step due to trying to keep up, finally once they caught up enough to following safely, the woman stopped frozen turning her head to the side.

Instead of being suspicious Y/N continued to walk as they past her, she gripped the back of their neck before pushing them into a devoided cornered cubbie space.

"You take too long." She spoke in hushed voice as she releases her tight hold on the back of their neck.

"You need to ease up on the grip next time Moof milker." Y/n sighed and rubbed their neck with annoyance.

Elia laughed and pulled them in for a hug slightly sliding her hands up their back with the intention of curling her fingers in their hair roots as she does.

"Did you do it?" She nodded as they pulled away, her face dropping from it's smile into a non readable expression.

"Yeah it's done." She answered her voice even softer as she leans her nose to bump against Y/N's before inhaling softly.

"... It's a pity.... His work had so much progress to it." Y/N watched as Kane merely shrugged and pulled Y/N back into her, their lips meeting softly.

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That's it.

The character is too vague for anything more.

I wrote this in 20 minutes, please be kind.

If you want I could write George from Z nation, I have like 4 year old drafts from that that I could rewrite or just post them. I love O'Brian. I have for years and now that she's in popular stuff I will fist fight anyone who doesn't think she fits the role in mandalorian.

#elia Kane x reader #sw #star wars #the mandalorian #Elia kane #Elia Kane

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sarahsmileslikesarahd0esntcare · 2 months

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I saw a tikok and i kinda wanna write a fanfic with elia kane or maya lopez honestly both are good i have many wives. I want to do the "theres only one bed" trope bc it would probably heal something in me😭 would anyone be interested?

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wild-karrde · 11 months

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Another one for this Friday!

Liberation by @galacticgraffiti has blown me away 😈 It's an Elia Kane x Reader series with nsfw sections in the later chapters and I'm never going to look at Elia in the same way again 🥴🥴🥴

Link to it here!

HELL YES!!!! Like listen, I had an IMMEDIATE crush on Elia Kane when I saw her, but Gala has only made my infatuation WORSE (but like, in the best way) with Liberation. It is SO GOOD, and the tension she's built between reader and Elia is just *perfection*. And the smut??? 11/10. Turns my brain to tv static.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REC.

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

#FANDOM FRIDAY #creator appreciation #fic rec #fanfiction #fan fic #nsft #lemon #lemony lemon #star wars #the mandalorian #elia kane #elia kane x reader #elia kane x you

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athanza · 1 year

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To the person who asked me if I would write a smut fic of Elia Kane.

I would love to

But you don't understand how much of a disaster I am

I'm a baby gay

I've never slept with a woman before

I would implode an cease to exist if I even imagine her looking in my general direction

I don't have the strength

#elia kane #fic #elia kane x reader #star wars #the mandalorian #gay #lesbian #disaster bi #help me

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galacticgraffiti · 1 year

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I’m thinking about

✨ Elia Kane ✨

The galaxy’s hottest villain.

(I may or may not be writing a little something…)

#elia kane #galawrites #elia kane x reader #sapphic smut #pls gimme some love it’s been a while #yell if you’re excited i beg you #gala being gay 🏳️‍🌈#❤️🧡🤍💗💜

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vtopiia · 1 year

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Edit for: Living in shadows

Please have another LIS edit, whilst I work on the story itself, I’ve gotten some amazing headway with the outline and I’m ready to start cracking on Chapter one-

[ I wish I could post more than one video per post- but I can’t…so here’s one of the (8/9 other edits I have) ]

Ft. Kieli & Elia

[ I have a bunch of ‘sadder’ edits but I’m supposed to be making people excited for this not dreading it… ]

#c #elia kane #living in shadows #elia kane x oc #elia kane x reader #the mandalorian #edit

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worldgreatestarchersimp · 2 years

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Star Wars