; vanilla sex, Cal munches (oral), heavy fluff, soft!dom!Cal (I think), unprotected sex

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I nuzzled into Cal's chest, becoming conscious again as I woke up from my blissful slumber. I lifted my head up, taking in Cal's lovely scent of leather and wood. His orange hair was sprawled out of the pillow of our bed, flowing freely while his lips were slightly parted, arms wrapped around my waist in a deathly grip. I practically laid on top of him, cheek smooshed against his bare chest and my leg was flung over his waist. I was content to be laying with him, I felt safe. But something was off.

I quietened myself to where all I heard was me and Cal's breathing, Cal's being even and peaceful. I could listen to it all day, but that wasn't why I was clearing my mind. It was quiet. Too quiet.

I tried to get out of Cal's grasp, onto to be held down tighter by the big teddy bear. I giggled quietly as the Jedi mumble as small "no", his eyebrows unconsciously knitting together.

"Cal," I whispered to him, hearing him groan out before tensing up. His eyes opened, immediately locking onto me. A smile spread across his face as he leaned down to kiss my head. "Good morning sleepyhead," I greeted, attempting to leave his warmth again, but even awake he didn't seem to want me away.

"Where are you going?" he asked, voice gravelly. I shushed him before listening again. Complete silence. Usually you would heard the bickering of Greez and Cere, or the cursing of Greez burning breakfast - resulting in me being the permanent cook of the ship after last time, or the sound of Cere tuning her hallikset.

"Do you hear that, my Love?" I asked, smiling up at him widely.

Cal thought for a moment, basking in the silence like it was a mighty sun. He rubbed at my arm, smiling equally as wide as me now. "They're gone, we're alone for once."

"How about I make pancakes for us, hm? Pancakes and strawberries, just how you like," I cooed, poking his nose whilst scrunching up mine. Cal grunted, letting go of my body with a bit of hesitation, wondering is keeping me hostage was better than allowing me to make food.

I eagerly rushed to the small kitchen we had on The Mantis. My eye got caught on a note left on the counter;

Greez and I left to meet up with some old friends, I hope you don't mind. We will be back later tonight. -Cere

"Guess what!" I said, pushing the note to the side and taking a box of pancake batter mix out of the bottom cupboard. Opening our small cooler, I took out the strawberries, Cal's arms wrapping protectively around my waist. His chest pressed into my back, face nuzzled into my neck.

"What is it Flower?" he mumbled into my shoulder, his grip loosening as I reached for the cupboard again, pulling out a bowl, measuring cups and a wooden spoon. Cal's face was taken out of my neck as one of his hands disappeared from my waist, reaching towards the note. He took it between his thumb and index finger, eyes moving from left to right. "Time alone, huh? Sounds.. fun," he said, setting the note back down and watching my hands flutter from item to item, mixing up the batter.

"Can you spray some Pam into a frying pan?" Cal huffed at my question, grip tightening are my waist. "Please Cal, after we eat I promise I'll let you hold me as much as you want. We have all day to cuddle," I promised. At that, Cal immediately got to work, fulfilling my demands with a goofy grin on his face. I giggled to myself, kissing him on his cheek before focusing on the task at hand.

I poured some of the batter into the frying pan, watching as it spread out into a circular shape, the batter bubbling a bit. I averted my gaze back to Cal, eyes trailing over his bare chest. First mistake I made, staring at his forming abs, heat pooling in my stomach. Second mistake was letting my eyes wander. I felt myself grow hotter and wetter in specific places. It didn't help that the sweatpants he wore hung loosely off his v-line, torturing me.

My eyes snapped back to the pan as I heard slight sizzling, seeing the golden brown of the cooked side. Cal held the spatula, a childish look in his eyes. It was cute, whenever I made pancakes he basically begged to flip them. There was something so cute about his devilish smirk when asking that made me agree.

I leaned into Cal, resting my head on his shoulder. He looked down at me, wrapping his arm around me tightly before taking the pancake onto his spatula, sliding it onto a plate I had set out. I once again poured the batter, the silence of the kitchen soothing as I absorbed Cal's warmth.

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After a bit of a struggle, (by struggle I mean Cal dipping his finger into the pancake batter and spreading it onto my cheek) Cal and I managed to sit down at the dinner table. And of course, my mind just had to wander again.

I couldn't help but rub my thighs together as my eyes explored the sight of Cal's arms, slighty muscular. I cleared my throat, my imagination creating the image of my small hands desperately gripping them as Cal poun-

"Earth to Y/n!" Cal called, hand waving in front of my zoned out face. My eyes snapped into his direction, seeing at how he was laughing at me. "You zoned out, Flower. Everything alright?"

A blush spread across my face as my eyes fell to my lap. I felt Cal's aura change into a worried mix of emotions as he reached out with his hand to lift my chin up. "Hey, what wrong? I didn't mean to mak-"

"I'm ready Cal," I said, looking into his emerald eyes.

"Ready? For what?"

I took his face into my hands, examining his every feature from his eyes, to his nose, to his lips, cheeks, jawline. Everything looked so good, everywhere I looked on his face sent hyperactive butterflies into my stomach.

"I want you to.. to touch me. I want you to.. fuck me Cal," I said, gazing at his eyes before trapping his lips in a needy kiss. Whatever had came over me was working wonders as Cal moved his hands to hold my waist. He deepened the kiss, sending my head tumbling into the dirty gutter. Our lips attacked each others like feral dogs, the usually chaste gesture becoming wet and sloppy.

Cal's tongue swipe against my bottom lip, requesting entrance to my mouth. Access Accepted. I allowed his wet muscle in, moaning quietly at the way slick pooled in my underwear. Our tongues fought in a war against each other, a rivalry quickly forming as we both sought out dominance against each other's mouths. Though, as I expected, Cal won.

I pulled away, my breath heavy as I stared deep into Cal's eyes with my half-lidded ones. Without hesitation, Cal stood up, holding his hand out for me to take. I took it, trailing behind the Jedi to our shared bedroom. I had wanted this for a while now, but I didn't have the guts to ask, to act. But today, something came over me, a lust too powerful to ignore.

I flopped onto the bed once I saw it, watched as Cal crawled over my body. His planted his hands next to my head, staring down at my goofy smile with a beyond worried expression.

"What's wrong my boy?" I asked, reaching up to play with his hair gently.

Cal closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them back up again, exhaling. "I'm just nervous. I don't want to hurt you, or fail on trying to please you," he admitted, hand sliding up my shirt subtly.

My lips curved and I shook my head, "Cal, I know you'll please me, I'm sure of it."

Cal smiled back and got to work, jittery hands pulling my shirt off. Eyeing up my covered breasts, he built up the courage to slips both of his hands behind my back, feeling for the clasp. I arched my back so he had easier access to undo the restraining piece of cloth.

"Havin' some trouble?" I asked him with a smirk after he fumbled with it for a few seconds.

Cal met my eyes with with annoyed ones, obviously struggling to undo my bra. "It's a possibility." I giggled, leaning up to peck Cal's lips before reaching back and undoing it without thought. "Stupid bra.." he mumbled, sliding it off my arms and tossing it off the bed.

Cal leaned down, kissing each of my breasts before taking one of my nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling over the sensitive nub. A moan escaped my mouth as my fingers ran through Cal's hair.

Immediately, the ginger perked up, the noise triggering some thing is his brain to check my status. "Are you alright, Flower?" he asked, parting from my sensitive skin.

"Yes, just felt nice," I bit my lip, cheeks flushed red.

Though he seemed to be worried about me, his head went into auto drive once he heard my response, his lips now peppering kisses from my chest down to my stomach. He reached my shorts, two fingers hooking around the hem of them.

He drug the shorts down my legs, taking them off in one swift moment. Underneath revealed panties which I had soaked through so obviously. Cal pressed a finger to my clothed clit, feeling the wetness move onto his finger.

"You're very.. wet. Is this.. is this all for me?" he asked, looking up at me with a smug smile, including an undertone of inexperience with 'dirty' talk.

I nodded, bucking my hips into his touch, biting my bottom lip as I waited for friction. Cal removed his single finger, pulling down my panties and leveling his lips with my cunt, innocence filling his eyes.

"Is this alright?" he asked again, his breath hot on my slickness.

I whimpered out a small 'yes', waiting for his next move. Cal's arms wrapped around my thighs, hands gripping my hips. Watching him was like watching a child try out a dessert for thr first time. Cal licked a stripe up my folds, eyes glinting with new found interest as his lips got to work without hesitation.

He acted like he was starved, tongue dipping in my wetness and cleaning me up like a maid. His lips suffocated my clit, sucking and letting his tongue work at it. The feeling was intense as the boy set off on his mission to please, eating me out like I was his last meal. I was so blissed out, I barely heard Cal as he muffled words against me, desperate to get back to his second breakfast, "Could.. mm do this all day."

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the vibrations not helping me out of my vulnerable state. I felt it, the distant but familiar feeling of tightening, the feeling I only recognized from the late nights that I lied in bed while Cal was away, my hand stuffed in my usual sleeping shorts. It was fast, unstoppable. He licked at me, keeping my hips down with the Force after noticing the way my legs being to shake, muscles spasming.

"Ca-Cal! I'm gonna- fuck I'm gonna cum!" I practically screamed as my hand leaned down to grip at his hair, trying to pull him off of me.

Cal never gave up though, staring up at me while spelling his last name onto my cunt with his slick-coated tongue. That's what ended me. The moment he got to 'S', I was already cumming into his mouth. My thighs tightened around his head, orgasm washing over me like the warm wave of the ocean, pulling moan after moan out of my mouth.

Cal stared at me, my blissed-out state causing him to smile. He planted a kiss on my sensitive clit, making me pull his hair extra hard.

"Ow, Flower. Careful," he said, prying my legs away from his head before moving into a position where he was face to face with me, my quivering legs wrapped around his waist. I reached out to grab at his pants, wanting them off, but my hands were pushed away. "No no no, I'll take care of you, just relax."

Cal pulled down his sweatpants, revealing the fact that he hadn't been wearing boxers. His erect length sprung out, catching my breath. It was slightly above average, thick and a pretty pink color. My mouth watered at the sight of it drooling for me.

"C-Cal is that gonna.."

He smiled and responded, "I sure hope so. Just tell me if I'm hurting you." Cal gripped his shaft, rubbing it through my folds, lubricating it with my slick before gently pushing into me.

The stretch was uncomfortable, my eyes watering in the process of taking him. When Cal saw my tears, he stopped, only filling me halfway. His hand reached up to my face, cupping my cheeks and brushing away tears.

"I love you so much Flower, you're doing so good for me. Tell me if you ever want me to stop, I don't want to hurt you," he whispered. "You're so beautiful, my love."

"Don't s-stop, I just need to adjust," I said, lifting my head up to kiss Cal, his lips being an amazing distraction. The softness of them felt like a comforting hug. Cal was my home, the only man I'd ever felt comfortable sharing my body with. I was his and he was mine, two lost force-sensitive users hopelessy in love despite what the order used to say about possession.

Pleasure seemed to come quickly, sending happy jolts through my body. I pulled away from the kiss me and Cal shared, moaning. "More, pu-put in the rest please."

Cal obliged, slowly thrusting the rest of himself into me. I moaned at the feeling, pleasure numbing the discomfort now. The Jedi grunted as I squirmed underneath him, signaling him to start thrusting into me.

Stomach clenching as he pulled back, Cal started a constant movement, making love to me. I couldn't help myself from being loud, to Cal's surprise. I was sure he'd never heard these noises come from a woman before, especially one that lay underneath him. Cal couldn't stay quiet either though, groaning everytime he thrusted back into me, my warmth enveloping him again.

"Cal it.. you feel so good!" I moaned, my hands reaching out to grip his shoulders tightly. I didn't expect to last long, especially since it was Cal of all people that was taking my virginity. He thrusted into me slowly and deeply, dragging me off into some heavenly mindspace.

I clawed at Cal's back, earning a groan from him. I didn't even know it existed till he hit it - the gold mine, my g-spot. The cry that came out of me was inhuman as his tip brushed against it. Cal's eyes widened, worried he had hurt me till he actually focused on my face. His cock twitched as he gazed over my face, cheeks pink, jaw hung open and my head lolled back. Though my eyes wanted to squeeze shut, I couldn't help but watch the way he looked when he moaned, red hair falling down in messy waves.

"Flower.. I don't think I'll be able to- kriff.. to last any longer.." he mumbled, hips snapping into me without him being conscious of it. His thrusts we now sloppy but deeper, making my back arch as he came close to the end.

His hands grabbed my waist, holding me against his body as he moaned loudly, head hung low while his hips stuttered. As if on queue, my climax hit me like a brick. I called out Cal's name loudly, my nails digging into the skin of his back as I clenched around him.

Huffing a breath out, Cal pulled himself out of me, almost instantly spilling onto my stomach without having to touch himself. I moaned, Cal allowing my back to fall back down to out bed.

"Maker you.. you have a very tight grip," Cal remarked with a deep laugh.

"Which grip are you talking about?" I joked, laughing with him.

Cal shook his head with a smile and stood up for a second, snatching a rag off his workbench to wipe his seed off of me, throwing it on the floor and flopping beside me. I quickly moved myself to lay in Cal's arms, nuzzling into his chest once again.

"I love you Cal, so much," I muffled into him.

"I can glady say the same thing about you."

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