《Star Wars Imagines》Personal Surprise - Cal (Smut)
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Lifeday - what used to be my favorite day of the year when I was a young padawan. My master would take me out to Naboo, where I was born, and let me appreciate the peace and serenity once again. Now, Lifeday was celebrated by just me and Cal, well, for now.
It was our first Lifeday together after order 66 had separated us and I didn't ask for anything this year other than him and only him. Sure, I loved Cal's surprises that never failed to amaze me but all I wanted was to have him alone, something we hardly ever had with Greez and Cere around.
We were lucky that Greez had a family that knew Cere and treated her like one of their own because I don't know how we would've gotten rid of them if anything else. Both me and Cal never had families that we knew, scooped up by the Jedi at an early age.
I was currently walking back to the Mantis after Cal had asked me to escort the two to their families. I agreed cause we didn't know if the Imperials were looking for Greez and Cere and if they inhabited this planet already. Plus, Cal mentioned he had something to do which made me a bit suspicious. I've had to remind him twenty times already that he didn't have to buy me a gift, that I only wanted him. The young Jedi kept insisting, and I kept denying. I wouldn't be surprised if he went against my pleas of him to not, he loved spoiling me whenever he found loose change on a backwater planet.
I finally caught the sight of The Mantis again, shining silver in the sunlight. I ran to it, eager as ever to spend the rest of Lifeday with Cal. I ran inside, my feet loud against the metal ship.
I closed up the entrance, taking off my boots and setting them to the side. I rushed over to me and Cal's room, opening the metal door before stepping in. The room was pitch black, my eyes not being able to scan the room. I flicked at the lightswitch, only to find it on, just the brightness dark. I flicked the dimmer only up a tad bit, enough to see but now be disturbed.
"Cal?" I asked before turning to look at our bed. My heart stopped in my chest, the sight in front of me had my legs stiffen.
There he laid, his lips curved into a smirk, his body stripped of any clothes he wore before. His lightly toned abs were still visible in the dim light, his biceps flexing as his hands rested behind his head. His erect cock rested against his stomach, pink and perfect, ready for me to take care of. His legs were a sight to see, muscular thighs and plump calfs, one stretched out and the other bent, knee high in the air while his foot was steady on the bed.
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My eyes trailed back up his delicious body, landing back on his head and face. His green eyes were filled with mischief, undressing me in his mind. His hair was messy, loose locks spread across his forehead. The finishing touch was the bow on top of his head - a bow you would put on a Christmas present after wrapping it.
"Happy Lifeday, pretty girl," Cal greeted, laughing at the way I froze with a blush on my face.
"I-Is this all.. for me?" I asked, making my way over to the edge of the bed. I wanted so badly to just strip myself and press my body against his and enjoy the way we warmed each other. Then, there was another side of me that wanted to strip myself and beg for him to fuck me.
Cal let out of deeper laugh this time, coming straight from his chest. "Of course it is, Princess. Now how about you take off those clothes and relax with me?"
I bit my lip, obliging. I'd never removed all my clothes so fast before, so eager to feel him against me, and possibly inside of me. I quickly shuffled over to our shared bed, leaving my clothes in a tangled pile of fabric.
When I climbed onto the large cot, I sat on my knees next to his comfortably sexy body. My eye examined him more closely, analyzing every scar and freckle. He was truly perfect, and all mine.
My hand reached up to his face, holding it. His eyes were dark, lust taking over his mind and face. His soft hand trailed down my side, squeezing my waist, causing me to let out a breathy sigh. It was as if you hadn't been touch by in in weeks, your body reacting like a glass vase would to being dropped.
"I can move my little buddy here is that's why you aren't taking a seat," Cal commented, motioning to his penis.
I giggled, slapping his arm before throwing my leg over him, my pussy wet against his cock as I allowed it to continue laying against Cal's stomach. It lined up perfectly with the ginger hair that trailed down his stomach, appealing to me in the oddest way possible.
A grunt came from Cal's throat, hands drifting towards my hips and grabbing them, fingertips digging into my skin. I tilted down, resting my head against Cal's chest, forgetting we were ever naked. It felt good, being so close to him, in his grip. His body was so safe and warm, I could help myself but nuzzle into him.
It felt all cuddly and cute, the intimate moment dropping weights into my heart, making it feel heavy with all the affection I was earning. But, I suddenly remembered how we were laying when I moved my hips to get move comfortable, accidentally grinding my clit against Cal's member. I clapped a hand over my mouth, covering up a gasp.
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"Mmm... I need you pretty girl," Cal whispered into my ear, nibbling at my earlobe before giving it a lick. I blushed madly, moving my head up to kiss him.
Our lips collided in a burst of sweetness, warming my skin. It wasn't as needy as I thought it was gonna be, it was passionate, loving but oh maker there sure was lust in it. My fingers combed through his hair, tugging at it. I giggled into the kiss when my fingertips touched the bow, making me remember that I did indeed ask for him as a present.
I started to grind down on his cock, deepening the kiss. One of Cal's hands drifted down to my ass, squeezing it tightly. My hips bucked, wanting more than he was already giving me. Cal tugged my away from the kiss, making me look him in the eyes. "I'm yours all day, Y/n. Use me however you please," he stated, pecking me on the corner of the mouth.
A goofy smile crossed my lips as I sat up straight. I lifted my hips off of him, running his tip between my folds, lubricating it. I sunk down onto Cal's length, letting it fill me completely. Cal breathed out a silent moan as he bottomed out inside of me, pleasure washing through my body.
I planted my hands on Cal's chest, connecting my eyes with his, leaning down to give him a quick kiss on the lips. I rocked my hips back and forth, whimpers leaving me as I stared deeping into his eyes.
"C'mon flower, ride me like I know you want to," Cal said, lifting my hips up and dropping them back down. He know how much I loved the feeling of riding, how deep he got inside me, the different angles he would hit when holding my hips down so he could take the lead.
I aided him in his movements, making a steady bouncing motion while grinding everytime I connected his body back with mine. It felt heavenly, his member throbbing inside of me, for me.
I let moans leave my lips, one of Cal's hands moving up towards my breast. He rolled my nipple in between his fingers, watching my face contort with pleasure. "You like bouncing on my cock, don't you pretty girl?"
"Yes- Hnnn- I love it so much sir.." I moaned, feeling him thrust up into me mid-sentence. My legs twitched, sending me off pace with my movements. Cal smirked, grinding up into me, causing me to whimper out, my bounces faltering again.
"Feel good?" he asked teasingly. I nodded, soaking in his words and repeating them over and over again in my head. His voice only brought my closer to cloud nine, a place he'd send me to everytime we had sex.
My mind was foggy, the only thing my brain would allow me to focus on was Cal, the groans he'd let out, the movement of his hands and fingers, the way his length made me feel full.
I had hardly comprehended that I was flipped onto my back until I look up, Cal's orange hair hanging down to tickle my forehead. I snatched the bow off of his hair, making sure it didn't fall onto my face and smacked it on his chest.
Cal laughed at my goofy action, giving shallow thrusts into me, making my hold onto his broad shoulders.
"More.. please Cal," I begged, giving him puppydog eyes. He kissed my forhead, holding my thighs as he fucked into me deeper. He grunted, looking down to watch his cock disappear into my cunt with every thrust he gave.
"So tight..." he muttered, nails digging into my outter thigh while he gazed up at my face, teeth clamped down onto his bottom lip.
I whined, the tip of his cock hitting my g-spot, sending my mind spiraling out of control. "Cal!" I cried, throwing my head back. My legs were restless, shaking for realease. But, as soon as they started shaking, they stopped. I looked up at the Force user, putting two and two together.
"You wanna cum for me? Do it, flower, cum for me," Cal said, his silky voice seeping into my brain, doing things to my body that a voice shouldn't be able to do.
I nodded, moaning as he thrusts seemed to get more violent, his hands probably bruising my thighs with his strengthy grip. I felt it, the feeling of being on the edge of release, the final step to heaven. Cal gave one more thrust before I broke into pieces, tightening around him as my orgasm hit hard and fast, my eyes clenched shut. Cal's name felt my mouth multiple times as I called out to him, the Jedi still pounding me through my high before spilling himself into me.
Our heavy breaths batted against each others face. Cal looked handsome, sweat coating his forehead in a thin shine, strands of hair sticking to it. I combed my fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his face. "I love you, Cal. You're the best gift I've ever received," I said, kissing his nose with the light touch of my lips.
"I love you more, my sweet, sweet girl," he replied, pulling out of me and flopping down next to me, holding me down to his chest. I was content, Cal's scent filling my heart with delight.
Best. Lifeday. Ever.
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