Date: 2021-03-14 09:21 am (UTC)
sickofbluemilk: (reclined)
This was Rey's dream and Luke knew that this was private, intimate, not one that he should be witnessing. Yet, despite the surface nature of the content there had to be more to it. Luke had felt the conflict in his hut, the merging and pushing of Light and Dark. He needed to be here, he justified to himself. He needed to see.

Moving closer, Luke found himself watching from the side of the chair similar to how he was knelt beside Rey's head outside of the dream. His eyes travelled over Rey's naked body as he grinded her crotch against Han's lap. Yet, Han was dressed... What did this mean?

The realisation came to Luke and he didn't know if it was all him, or if he had found the answer in Rey: She knew what she looked like naked, but she didn't know what Han looked like.

Well. Luke could help her there. He might not know precisely what Han looked like, but he knew his own body, his own cock. As soon as he thought it, Han's pants were gone. A hardon curved up between his and Rey's body, the lips her pussy kissing the shaft as she rubbed against it.

Robes moved aside in the hut, Luke's left hand was around his cock. He stroked himself lightly, unaware that he was doing so.
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