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Slow it Down

AN: Happy Wanksgiving, y'all (and Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate)! This is my contribution. I meant to write something else but the muse wants what it wants and she wanted Poe so, hope y'all enjoy. 😘

(Un-beta’d - i wrote this in like 2 hours and barely proofread it so lol, apologies for any mistakes)

You’ve never seen him like this before, so rushed, so…frantic. Normally, he takes his time, draws everything out, especially when he’s been away, but it’s different this time. He’s different.

Rated: M+ (this is smut so, i mean, you’ve been warned?) Words: 1,312 Pairing: Poe Dameron x F!Reader Warnings: established relationship, desperate!angsty!Poe, p in v, oral sex, a little roughness, choking (barely), creampie, a little cockwarming (please let me know if i missed anything). AO3

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You fall into the room, a tangle of limbs, tongues, and teeth, moans muffled by Poe’s tongue in your mouth. Poe pushes you against the durasteel door when it slides closed, pressing his body along the length of you, hands pulling at your uniform. You gasp when he tweaks your nipple through the rough fabric of your shirt, breaking the kiss. He doesn’t stop though, mouthing down your neck, nipping at your jaw, hot tongue dipping into the notch at the base of your throat. You’re completely at his mercy, simply clinging to him, fingers tangling in his soft, dark curls. 

He pulls back slightly, fingers fumbling with the buttons on your shirt. He quickly pushes the offending material from your shoulders, mouth latching onto your breast as his hands drop to the waistband of your pants. He has you laid out on the bed before you even realize he’s moving, fingers pulling down your underwear just as quickly. 

“Poe,” you pant, trying to get his attention as he tosses your panties over his shoulder, his eyes roving over your prone form.

Instead of answering, he licks his lips and dives into your center, drawing a surprised gasp from you as he laps messily at your folds. You hum when he circles your clit with the tip of his tongue, a shiver of pleasure racing through your body.

You’ve never seen him like this before, so rushed, so…frantic. Normally, he takes his time, draws everything out, especially when he’s been away, but it’s different this time. He’s different.

Poe sinks lower, spearing his tongue into your fluttering hole, his nose pressing deliciously against your clit. You moan as he pushes in as deep as he can manage, his tongue sliding along your sensitive walls before slipping back out to tease your entrance. His hands grip you like a vice, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he drinks from you like you’re an oasis in the middle of the desert.

You know something is wrong, but he just feels so good, and he clearly needs this, so you don’t question it, instead letting him have his way with you. It doesn’t take him long to send you over the edge, a scream lodging in your throat as he groans into you, greedily lapping at the release that spills from your pussy.

He pulls away quickly, wasting no time as you come down, your chest heaving, heart beating wildly beneath your breast.

He settles over you again, the slide of his bare skin against yours heavenly. Your brain is still fuzzy with pleasure as he positions himself at your entrance, but you're coherent enough to notice that he isn’t talking, isn’t making eye contact. Usually you can’t get him to shut up, whether it’s about how good you feel or how much he missed you, begging you to look at him as he fucks into you.

“Poe,” you say, reaching for him, hands skimming his strong shoulders, the muscles flexing beneath your touch.

He still won’t look at you, his brow pinched in what you thought was concentration but now realize is something else. He grunt as he begins to push into you, your mouth falling open in a gasp as the length of him drags over one of your sweet spots. He pauses when he’s fully seated, his jaw clenched and you realize…he’s shaking. 

What had he seen out there to make him act this way?

Concern breaks through the haze of lust as you slip your hands up his shoulders and neck, his movements stilling when you take his face in your hands. He pants, wild eyes glued to your neck as you patiently wait for him to gather his thoughts. When he does, you see his desire, yes, but also something unexpected: fear. Pain lances through your chest, eyes welling with tears as you stroke his cheeks with your thumbs. 

It takes him a moment to give in, his eyelids fluttering as he practically melts into your touch. You pull him close, wrapping him in your arms and he happily buries his face in your shoulder, eyes still closed as he inhales your comforting scent. His forearms are braced on either side of your head as you hold him, fingers carding soothingly through his hair.

“Slow down, baby,” you tell him softly, nuzzling your nose against his ear. “You’re safe here, you’re home.”

His hands fist into the sheets at your words, arms pushing in closer to you, as if he’s trying to hug you back. You hold him as long as he needs you to, whispering comforting words, his cock still nestled inside you. When he’s ready, he pulls back to meet your eyes, the look in them guilty, pleading.

“I’m sorry,” he rasps, swallowing thickly as your thumb brushes his cheek once more. “This mission, it…it was rough.”

“I figured as much,” you say softly, nodding in understanding. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

He shakes his head, sighing as his eyes rove your face. “Not yet.”

You smile, nodding again and pulling him into a gentle kiss. “Later then.”

His lips quirk slightly and he nods, leaning in to kiss you again. He still seems slightly desperate, but no longer frantic, kissing you deeply and slowly, his lips and tongue sliding languidly over yours. 

When he starts to move again, it’s unhurried, his hips grinding into yours, his hand reaching down to pull one of your legs around his waist, pushing him even deeper inside until the tip of him bumps your cervix. Your cunt squeezes him and he breaks the kiss with a groan, his eyes glassy as he watches you writhe beneath him.

“So beautiful,” he slurs, sliding his hand up to cup your cheek. 

You moan in response, skin heating a little, both from pleasure and from his words. He moves his thumb over your bottom lip, wordlessly asking you to part them. You do, sucking the digit inside, your tongue lapping at his fingertip. Poe’s movements stutter slightly, his throat bobbing as he watches you, damp curls falling across his forehead.

His pace increases a little and you know he’s close, his body shuddering over you. You reach for him as he pulls his thumb from your mouth, hand coming to rest against the base of your throat as he pushes into you again and again.

“I love you so much, sweetheart,” he pants, breath hitching as you clench around him. “You know that, right?”

You’re so close, so full—of him, of your love for him. You feel like you’re going to burst from it all.

“I know,” you breathe, smiling softly at him. “I love you too, flyboy.”

He leans in to press his forehead to yours, his labored breaths fanning against your lips as he thrusts, the pleasure rising higher and higher.

The hand on your neck clenches slightly and you whine, pussy fluttering around his length as you fall over the edge, pleasure surging through your veins. Poe groans, the sound of it broken, as he follows you a moment later, spilling his warmth deep inside. You’re still pulsing around him as he comes down and he can’t seem to stop the press of his hips, his softening cock pushing his spend even further into you.

He’s still inside when you come down, his gaze intent on your face as he cradles your head in his hands. When you lock eyes, he smiles, thumbs rubbing soothing circles at the base of your skull. You smile back, content to be in his embrace again, to have him be with you, be present. There’s still something there in his eyes, that fear, and you hope he’ll talk to you about it once he’s ready. Until then, you’ll settle for keeping him grounded and in the moment.

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[the-little-ewok]

“permission to lean in?” “permission granted”, “with your lips on mine…”, and “you kissed me last night.” “and you didn’t stop me.” with Poe?

Unremarkable

Poe Dameron x G!N reader

Rating : M

Wordcount : 1400

Warnings : Non descriptive sexual contact mentions, sort of enemies to lovers (but also sort of not?), mentions of marriage, a bunch of teasing and banter.

Summary : The morning after the night before has you giving Poe some choice feedback.

A/N : Sorry I kept this kinda short and sweet and I didn't include one of the prompts. It was difficult to fit in. And sorry it's taken me so long to finish it!

Un-beta'd. Sorry for any mistakes!!

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"You kissed me last night," Poe comments the moment he walks into the empty meeting room, unceremoniously throwing himself down in the chair beside you, scrambling to catch the cup of caf he upsets on the table in the process.

"And you didn't stop me," you reply with a sigh at his actions, mopping up the spillage as he gives you an apologetic look. Even as a General, Poe was still a disaster flyboy, though you don't know why you thought that would ever change.

"Oh I know. I just wanted to remind you about it so it was at the forefront of your mind," he grins, not missing a beat in the conversation despite the mess he's made. You roll your eyes, trying to ignore the heat that prickles the back of your neck at the memory of what followed that kiss, the one that had you both stumbling into a supply cupboard of all places. Yes you might have instigated the kiss, but Poe had taken it much further than you had intended at that moment.

"You're right, I did need a reminder because it was pretty forgettable," you shrug, as though there isn't molten lava flowing through your veins at the memory of his tongue between your teeth, his body pressed against yours, the sound of supplies clattering to the ground from the shelves with the force of his thrusts.

You don't look at him, but out of the corner of your eye you see Poe's eyebrows shoot up somewhere into his hairline, and you have to bite your tongue to stop your laughter. He recovers quickly, leaning back in his chair and attempting to look as nonchalant as possible.

"So you won't be wanting a repeat tonight then?" He asks casually, picking up his datapad and flicking through it as though he isn't subtly watching your reaction.

You shrug noncommittally, dragging out your consideration as you sip what's left of your caf.

"Hmm, I don't think I had plans tonight, but that said I'm sure I can find something better to do."

"Than me?" Poe scoffs, as though he can't possibly imagine you would want to spend a night anywhere else. He gives up the show of looking at his work, throwing the data pad back on the table and folding his arms. "Well I heard Retha is hosting a film night in the mess. I'd probably have more fun at that than with you anyway."

"Probably,” you shrug, “but you know you can't concentrate through an entire film.” You glance over at him, watching his eyebrows pull together in a frown. He knows you're telling the truth but he's spoiling to argue about it.

"How would you know? You fall asleep ten minutes in and then wake up for the end asking twenty questions about who people are,” he accuses in retaliation, meeting your gaze with a glare of his own.

You jump back in, ready to defend yourself because he knows the problem is him. How many times have you settled down in his bunk to watch something and ended up under him, above him, and well, a whole lot of other positions that did not in any way involve watching the film.

"That's a lie. You've hardly ever let me watch properly to know what's going on anyway!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asks. You give him a pointed look of warning, wondering if he really wants you to bring up his handsy antics in front of the other resistance members who have started to file into the room. When he continues to glare at you you decide he clearly needs it spelling out.

“It means maybe I don't know what's going on because someone can't keep their di-” you cut off your hissed reply, temporarily putting your argument on hold as Poe is interrupted by one of his commanders. You offer up a small smile at the others who begin taking their places around the table, chattering softly between themselves.

When everyone seems otherwise distracted Poe rounds back on you, unable just to simply drop the topic.

"Okay, point taken, but I only interrupt the boring films," he concedes, folding his arms stubbornly. "And let's be fair you've never complained."

"Well there's never really anything to comment on, complaints or otherwise" you shrug, watching his mouth fall open that for a second time you've insulted what he considered his second best talent to flying. His eyes flash dangerously and you can't help squirming in your seat, a delicious tingling licking across your skin at the thought he may make you pay for that, one way or another.

Poe’s eyes narrow and he leans in close to you.

“Oh really? Not even that one time we-”

"Are you two done?" Finn interrupts, making both of you startle. You feel your cheeks heat with embarrassment, realising everyone at the table is now staring at the two of you. Sitting back you fold your arms, it's Poe’s fault. He started it.

You catch the tail end of Poe's grumbled comments to himself as he gets up to host the meeting, turning on the screens with a "forgettable…show you nothing to comment on."

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You stay behind as everyone filters out, leaning against the edge of the table waiting for him.

"So," Poe asks coming to stand in front of you, placing his arms either side of you, caging you in place. "Forgettable? I doubt you would have married someone who left you with forgettable hmm… moments." He settles on with a grin.

You laugh, amused that he's still not over the fact you said that, even almost two hours later.

"I was caught up in the momentum of victory," you tease, enjoying the butterflies his closeness gives you, still basking in the joy of being newlyweds after the end of the war. "I was excited to marry the resistance poster boy. Who knew he'd become so predictably boring? I mean really Poe? A supply closet? You can do better than that."

He huffs in response, acting offended all over again.

"Oh so now I'm forgettable and boring? I really thought you were still hopelessly in love with me and enjoying every moment of christening our new base. I mean, you certainly seemed to be enjoying it, rather loudly if I remember correctly," he gives you a smug grin and a raise of his eyebrow. He knows full well how much you enjoyed it and yes, perhaps you had been just a little bit loud about it.

You shrug, still playing along.

“Oh baby, that was all show. I couldn't let you think you were disappointing. You are the big scary General after all,” you tease in a babyish tone.

Poe glares at you, stepping back and clasping his hands behind his back, looking every inch the leader he is. The look he gives you sends heat rushing through your veins. The game is wearing thin, his jaw is tense and his eyes are narrowed, waiting for your move. He wants to prove your comments are wrong, even though he already knows you are only teasing.

"I guess I've interpreted this situation completely incorrectly and you don't want to help your General check out all the rooms, including the supply closets?” He asks, unmoving.

You lick your lips, fixing him with a sultry gaze.

“Well, I might be convinced, if only so I can help improve your performance.”

"Well aren't you just so selfless?" He rolls his eyes but steps towards you anyway. "You know I was thinking we could see how this room fairs but I assume that's too predictably boring for you?"

"Well," you grin, "we don't have that much time and this room is conveniently empty."

Another step towards you, "You're sure you have nothing better to do?"

“I have a free five minutes. That's all you need right?” you shrug, making the pilot break all pretence and start laughing.

He grumbles something about cheek and insubordination but you’re too distracted with the way he lights up when he laughs to care about his insults. You’re struck once more with a wave of love, the same one that made you fall for him all that time ago. Stars you adore him, you want him, you need him.

"Permission to lean in?" You ask, curling your fingers into the collar of his shirt, pulling him against you as Poe takes your waist.

He pauses for a moment, making a show of considering your request before his expression finally softens. He leans in to whisper against your lips.

"Permission granted."

He makes sure what happens next is anything but forgettable.

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[ivystoryweaver]

Congrats on 1k!!!!

Loved “There is Someone,” Poe was so adorable w/ his thinking no one would notice he was in love (have you met you, sir? Hiding emotions is not your strength). Any hc’s on how Poe would absolutely fail at hiding his massive crush on a friend?

Happy Poevember!

Thank you! And look at you, linking my story like an absolute legend!

Oblivious Poe is always so cute, he would be the worst at hiding a crush

You catch him staring

He saves you a spot in the cafeteria. Like at every meal.

He remembers the way you like your caf

Supplies and indulgences run slim in the Resistance. Poe saves you a rare piece of fruit, or just the right part you need for your ship, something for your quarters

BB-8 circles your feet regularly. Poe has to come and "find" him.

He tries, and sometimes fails, to be funny. Doesn't realize how hard he's trying

like in the fic, scrubs his hand over the nape of his neck

and his stubble

and his curls. He fidgets. but like somehow it's sexy

casually knows your schedule. Someone is looking for you? "Oh they're in the hangar...in a meeting...on patrol..."

If you make a joke, he laughs the loudest

gives you specific attention. Finn calls him out on it, Poe denies it, says he "acts that way with everyone" (he doesn't)

You get hurt on a mission and he sleeps in the med bay waiting room

Makes sure you're a part of his next mission

Assigns you to his small team so he knows you're safe

Fidgets with his mother’s ring when he’s close to you. Doesn't notice.

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Happy 1st of Poevember and Moon Knight Wednesday 🥰

Poe and Marc decided to dress up as each other for the occasion 😊

Thank you @i-belong-to-the-stars for coming up with Poevember 💖

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[winniethewife]

Jewels Made of stardust 4.5

(Poe Dameron x OC! Rhoswen Jewelace.)

Warnings: smut under the cut, nsfw, 18+

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Minors DNI

Words: 654

“Come on how bad can it be?”

It didn’t take long to find out the answer to that, soon they were back in Poe’s quarters, He’s holding her up to the wall kissing her harshly and she’s kissing back, their tongues battling it out for dominance as he holds her up against the wall, her thigh held up with his hand tightly grasped around her, pushing her further and further up the wall, before readjusting to lift both her legs around him, a soft moan drawn from her lips as he does this. Her hands going to his shirt quickly undoing the buttons as she felt his bare chest underneath. They parted the kiss for a moment to catch their breath.

“You sure about this Red?”

“Shut up Dameron.” She chuckles as she finishes unbuttoning his shirt and pushes it off his shoulders as it falls to the ground Poe finds his lips on her neck, Kissing, licking and nipping at the sensitive skin. Soft sounds of appreciation leave her as he does this, her nails digging into his back. Leaving several purple and red marks in his wake Poe takes her over to his bed as she pulls of her top and tosses it to the side. He sets her on the edge of the bed and works her leggings and panties off of her tossing them aside as he pushes her thighs aside to reach his goal, her wet glistening folds between them. He’s nearly drooling as he gazes upon her, He looks up at her asking silently. The look in his eyes causing her to blush as she nods. He dives in like a man starved, his tongue running up her slit before circling her clit, her hips rolling into his mouth as her fingers get entangled in his dark curls

“Kriff Poe…Oh by the force…” She groans out as he starts to thrust his fingers into her, his mouth focusing on her clit as he helps her to the edge his free hand going for his pants pulling them down and grabbing his length, bucking his hips into his hand as he eats her out. This was everything he’d dreamed of, everything he wanted, one taste and he was hooked, he wasn’t going to be able to look back from tonight. He felt her walls tightening around his fingers as she tossed her head back in the throes of pleasure, lapping up her release in his mouth greedily.

“Shit Red, you taste amazing, I bet you feel amazing baby.” Poe groans as he starts to climb onto her his pants falling to his ankles, his dark chocolate eyes meeting her emerald green ones as they both climb more into the bed.

“Do you wanna just talk about it or find out?” She teased as she found her head at his pillow

“Oh, I’m gonna find out all right.” He grins as he pushes her legs up by her head, before gently sliding into her, both of them crying out in pleasure as he does this. They take a second to adjust before Rhoswen nods and he begins to move. Normally his focus would be on how he looks going in and out of a woman, his entire focus on his pleasure and his alone but he can’t stop looking at her face as her parted lips release sounds that are like the most beautiful music to his ears. He keeps leaning in to kiss her, anywhere he can reach.  She was overwhelmed by the attention she was getting, every movement every kiss was filled with immeasurable amounts of care, as soft as a Tooka with freshly brushed fur. This was not at all what she imagined this night would be like, not that she was imagining this night very much recently.

“Mmgh Rho, I’m gonna…” He pants

“Me too, Poe me too.” She groans. Their lips meet swallowing each other’s moans as the ride out their highs.

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Sharing my favorite Poe Dameron music video this morning in honor of Poevember and to celebrate the fact that it's Thursday! Chapter update day!

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[campingwiththecharmings]

Was gonna write driver!Jake for wanksgiving but instead wrote desperate!Poe alajsksls lmao

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the last four months of the year should be joeltember, marctober, poevember, dincember. could even circle back around with joeluary if u wanted to

Thank you for letting me know what the schedule is 🫡

#bec talks #round these parts every month is joel dedicated i fear

[ivystoryweaver]

Based on this request by @themarvelousbee: Affectionate things that make me fall in love prompt #12: “the hand behind their nape, when they're embarrassed” drabble with poe dameron my entire world

Pairing: Poe Dameron x gn!reader Content: fluff Word Count: 252

Happy Poevember!

Finn and Rey see you there.

But Poe has his back to you. You've all just returned from a successful mission and Leia has announced a celebration.

A brief indulgence to lighten the strain of war.

Drinks and dancing are the main priorities and everyone seems to be pairing off with a loved one or hanging out with a group.

"Don't tell me you're gonna hang around with us all night," Finn teases, winking past his best friend's shoulder at you. Subtle.

A protesting Poe's hands land on his hips. "You guys are ditching me? Seriously?"

"Come on, Poe," Rey goads, "there's no one you want to take dancing? You of all people."

Poe Dameron never wastes a chance to shake his hips.

"Well...actually...there is someone," he confesses, "but you can't tell them - "

"Tell who what?" You pipe, appearing behind Poe with a devilish grin on your face.

Poe's head snaps around so fast at the sound of your voice. "Uh, no one. Nothing," he lamely attempts, scrubbing his hand over the nape of his neck as his eyebrows shift boyishly, as if he's in trouble.

"So...you don't want to dance with me tonight? Okay, come on, Finn," you tease, watching in amusement as his mouth falls open.

Rey and Finn chuckle at their oblivious best friend.

"So...you knew? All three of you?" He narrows his gorgeous, dark brown eyes.

"I knew there was someone," you shrug, biting your bottom lip flirtatiously, "but thanks for confirming it's me."

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Poe and his droid son - Happy 4th of Poevember 🥰

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[winniethewife]

Jewels made of stardust 

(Poe Dameron x OC! Rhoswen Jewelace.)

Holiday special: And why can't we just hold on?

A/N: An Extra Update for the Holidays! Takes place in the same universe but out of the story order.

Words:  889

It was Life day, and Roshwen had forgotten. She had her hands full with everything that was happening, the forming of a new form of Galactic government, All of their friends scattered to the edges of the galaxy, it had just slipped her mind. Well that’s what she was probably subconsciously telling herself. But her Husband Poe Dameron who was watching as she busied herself with a hundred things on a day when nothing would be open, and no one would be replying to her messages, He knew exactly why she had forgotten. Her family was gone. It was just the two of them. He knew “forgetting” about life day was just a way to cope with the absence of her parents, uncle and brother, maybe if she had friends and found family around her she would be more likely to have remembered but with everyone busy these days, she had no reason to remember, no reason to feel the joy of the holiday. Except for him. He walks over to her from behind and slides his hands around her waist.

“Hey.” He murmurs into her neck as she stood at the window of their home on Yavin 4. “what are you thinking about?”

“Hm…Oh nothing really. Just…I feel like something is missing here. I’m forgetting something.” She says softly as her emerald eyes scan the horizon. She leans into his embrace.

“Are you? I can’t think of anything” Poe says, No point in antagonizing her with the forgotten holiday.

“I guess not.” She chuckles and rests her head back on his chest. “Do you ever wonder, when will the good times run out? When will the Galaxy find itself at odds again?”

“Do they have to end? I was just starting to get used to a little peace and quiet around here.” He runs his fingers through her long hair as he holds her close.

“You know how it is Poe, its only a matter of time before something happens, another group of dissatisfied Imperial or first order remnants show up to ruin everyones day.” Roshwen sighs. “but you know this time…this time we wouldn’t be holding up someone elses legacy, we’d be defending our own.” She doesn’t even have to say the other part, the part where there are no Rebel hero’s from the time before to show them the way. It would just be them, and everything they had learned the time before. Poe rests his head on her shoulder and lets out a sigh of his own.

“Why don’t we just, hold on, to this, to now? Let’s not worry about that, just keep the good of today to last throughout the rest of our lives.” He suggests, ever the optimist. Roshwen smiles and reaches her hand up to caress his face.

“I like the Idea of that. Just…” her voice trails off as she closes her eyes. Her stomach does a flip and she feels nauseous, leaning back on Poe to keep balance. “Woah. Not that again.”

“You alright Red?” He asked holding her closer. “You coming down with something?”

“Maybe…I don’t know I’ve just been feeling kinda off lately, probably just stress. I missed a cycle too.”

“You what?” Poe felt his heart skip a beat as she said that. Roshwen had been so busy she hadn’t even taken a second to realize the implications.

“I…I missed my Cycle.” She says more slowly this time, turning to look at him.

“Maker…Ro…Do you think?” He holds her shoulders as his dark doe eyes meet hers.

“I…I have no idea! I can’t…I haven’t…Oh…Poe…” Rhoswen felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. This…this was something else.

“Maker…I…this would make a difference. A baby, Roshwen!” Poe laughs and lifts her, spinning around before kissing her softly, gently placing her back on her feet as he kisses her. She pulls away after a moment.

“Wait…we don’t know for sure…we should…” she couldn’t even finish her sentence before he’s kissing her again.

Poe mangaged to get a pregnancy test despite the holiday by finding the local general store owner who he had known as a child, and begging him to keep it a secret. Rhoswen took a second to breathe before using the small device to prick her finger, then they both watched as the small device measured the HGC in her blood. It only took a moment for the test to flash a green light. Positive… they both look at each other.

“It’s…” Poe could barely speak

“Yes…My love…it is.” She smiles at him. He pulls her into a tight embrace.

“This has to be the best Life day in all my life!” Poe says softly

“Wait! Its life day? And you didn’t even tell me??” Roshwen Laughs taking a step away from him to look at him with a smirk on her face.

“Uh…It slipped my mind?” He tried to come up with an excuse on the spot.

“Uh-huh. Right.” She rolls her eyes and Shakes her head at him as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. She stands on tip toe to kiss his cheek. “Happy life day Poe.”

“Happy Life Day Red.” He says before pulling her in for another kiss, his hand gently grazing her abdomen.

A time to be joyful when all is calm and all is bright.

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