Warnings; established relationship, throat fucking, degradation (ig), dom!Cal, sub!reader, Cal rails the reader, creampies, hair pulling, basically getting fucked into unconsciousness, praising kink, yummy Cal noises

•--•

"Again?" I complained, shooting Cal a look of exhaustion. "We've already gotten everything we need from Kashyyyk, there is no point in return."

Cal wasn't paying attention to me, as he was typing in the coordinates for Kashyyyk so Greez wouldn't have to move from the comfortable position at his pilot's chair. "Chief Tarfful relocated on Kashyyyk, but he found something that the small town he settled in had been examining. He says it's a lightsaber."

"Does he even know what a lightsaber is?"

"Not exactly, but his translator told me he specifically said, 'A laser sword like the one he's been carrying around'," Cal said, finished with punching in the coords and turned back towards me, "Anymore complaints?"

I huffed, shutting my mouth and turning back to look at Merrin, then back to him to give him a response to his question. "Why do I need to go? Why can't you bring Merrin or Cere?"

"Because Merrin's not feeling well and Cere isn't on this crew to help me with missions, you and Merrin are. Now, as much as I would enjoy the thought of you lounging on the Mantis, looking all pretty for me when I return, I would enjoy your company and good aim if there was any trouble for us there."

My face softened at his compliments and I melted into him, biting my lips with a giddy smile. I nodded my head and sat down on the couch next the Merrin. The nightsister leaned her head on me, body heat radiating off of her like furnace, but I just figured that was a thing for those born on Dathomir cause I had heard of the body heat a zabrak from there can produce.

"I've never been more happy to have you around, Cal. She's very obedient when you're around," Merrin mumbled, her words making my face light up like a Life-Day tree.

Cal only laughed and shook his head, not even needing to look back at me to know I was blushing profusely.

•--•

When the Mantis landed, I was half in sleep and half out of sleep. Merrin had moved into her small backroom, as Cal had his own now. Cal had originally been holding me, his big arms wrapped around me securely and my form being curled up in a ball on his lap. But, after Cal had stood up to get his lightsaber and to grab my poncho and one of his, I couldn't seem to completely fall asleep without his body warmth.

Cal tapped my shoulder, my body jolting up in the excitement that the half-awake part of my mind held - having hope that he would return to me for cuddles. But, instead of having me sit up so he could slip his body behind mine, he told me we were here. Here meaning Kashyyyk. Kashyyyk meaning no cuddles.

I sat up, snatching my utility belt from the table, strapping it around my waist and snatching my blaster and vibroblade that Cal had set down on the table for me as well. Slipping my blaster into it's holster and strapping the blade on me, I looked towards Cal, who was watching me the entire time, waiting for the moment to toss me my poncho. When he did, I caught it, turning it in my hands till I could slip it over my head and fix it around my shoulders.

The red head grabbed my shoulders, kissing my forehead, letting me feel his smile press against it. "You're pretty when you're prepared for a fight," he said, rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone.

"You're always pretty- I mean handsome, you're pretty but I meant handsome-" I stuttered out, visibly flustered by his comment. Cal laughed at my sputtered words and let me go, moving over to the control panel next to the side of the ramp, pressing the button for it to open. And when it did, he took my hand, and then we were off.

•--•

Stumbling through the forest felt like we'd already been doing it for hours, only 30 minutes in. Cal told me it was far and that we started with not much daylight as it was, that we may have to set up camp nearby, but all I wanted to do was get to the village and crash there, look at the lightsaber, and go back to the Mantis. Yes, I sounded lazy, but I hadn't been able to have personal time with Cal for so very long.

Deep in thought, I didn't realize my surroundings. Cal must've felt something through the Force because he went to grab my arm, but he was too late. I stripped on a thick tree root, stumbling into grass and tall flowers. I groaned, grabbing at my ankle and trying to check if it was okay. I felt one of my knees bleeding, the right one scraped and cut on the rough planet.

"Y/n!" Cal said, worry filling his voice as he knelt down beside me, pulling me to sit up and lean against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, almost crying. It burned, and whatever type of flowers were spread around the grassy patch stuck to my clothes in small patches of pollen. "Are you alright? I tried to grab you."

"Yes, I'm fine," I grunted, "Just had a nasty fall. I think my knee's bleeding."

Cal snatched his lightsaber from his utility belt, activating it, the blue glowing bright enough for him to pull up my cargo pants and see my knee. It was scraped all right, not too badly, but enough for Cal to groan. "Give me your backpack," he commanded, and I did, watching him reach into my traveling pack and taking out bandages. He wrapped my knee with them, taking medical tape and taping the bandages down. He shoved both material back into the travel pack, zipping it up and handing it to me while he pulled the pant leg back down. "Just be careful, you can hold on to me if you need it flower," he soothed, grabbing my hand and helping me up with him.

I grunted when I finally got to my feet, feeling the pain shoot through me like a blaster bolt. It hurt - to the point where I wanted to cry. I felt so vulnerable like this and I hated every second of it. I knew Cal went through worse pain and only shook it off like it was nothing, but I wasn't as strong as I used to be when I was a bounty hunter's student. Now, I needed to learn everything I was taught over again - how to not show weakness, how to not give into pain. But, I showed weakness to Cal because I knew he would understand. And that's why I held onto his arm and walked tightly beside him, a smiled spreading across his freckled face.

•--•

By the time Cal actually found a place he thought was safe and that we could settle down at, I was on the verge of passing out. My body felt hot and tired, splotches of pollen covering my clothes - though I didn't care. I was just tired.

Cal lied down on the patch of grass we settled for and I curled up by his side, my eyelids heavy whilst matching the bags underneath them. Once I had closed them for more than two seconds, they were held down with a brick it seemed, refusing to even slightly open back up. So I settled for sleep instead of any form of pillow talk that Cal had to offer. Though, he did speak to me, expecting no answer.

"I'm sure they'll have some heling cream at the village for you, pretty girl. And then, we can sleep there, in a nice comfy bed." he promised. I made a noise that sounded between a whimper and a hum, the exhaustion wearing out my vocals as well. "You like the sound of that? A nice warm bed, and we can sleep all night long in that comfy bed, till the commotion outside is too loud to bear." I hummed once again, making him chuckle and press a kiss to my forehead, "I should let you sleep now flower. I love you."

•--•

I didn't expect to wake up the way I did. Not to the sound of leaves crunching, a hand wrapped around my arm and the other around my thigh, my body hot beyond Mustafar temperatures. He was carrying me. On his shoulders.

"Cal!" I squealed, squirming a bit.

He groaned, letting me down and watching me gain balance. "You were sleeping good, I figured I'd start a bit earlier than we would've."

"But Cal, do you know how heavy I am-"

"I don't know anything of what you're talking about and- oh would you look at that, I've become deaf," he said, looking me in the face and giving a fake look of surprise before shaking his head with a smirk, continuing his way down the narrow path we were on.

I followed closely behind him, looking over his shoulder to see if there was anything up ahead, but I wasn't tall enough to hardly even see over his shoulder completely as it was.

"We're almost there, don't worry. You'll have that comfy bed I promised. That, and a bath because that pollen's still stuck to you," he pointed out, making me look down at my clothes, my hands trying to brush off the substance that refused to clear.

I grunted, "Good, cause it's making me feel hot."

"What do you mean?"

"Everything feels hot and sorta uncomfortable," I complained, excluding the part where I started to feel my cunt ache after I saw the pollen for myself. I brushed off the feeling like it was nothing and continued to try and bat the sticky substance off of me. "How am I covered in it? Did we sleep in flowers by any chance?"

Before he could even answer, he checked himself and sure enough, there were splotches of pollen littered all over his clothes. He huffed, continuing to walked forward, "Apparently."

I giggled, staying close to Cal, but this was taking its affect on us fast, both of us getting needier by the second.

•--•

We were almost there, only a half an hour's walk longer, but I noticed the way Cal's jaw clenched while walking and the way his eyes trailed up my body when he thought I didn't notice the way they wandered. And me, whatever the pollen was doing to us affected me the worst. I was whimpering out of random and was often rubbing against Cal just to feel his warmth.

"We.. we need to take a break before we continue, let's si-sit down for a bit, flower," Cal offered, walking over to a tree and sitting down next to it.

I tried to take a seat close to him, but I was pulled down onto his lap instead, facing him with my chest pressed against his delicately, though his hands gripped me like I would slip away, fingers squeezing the plush skin of my waist.

I whined, my hands resting on his shoulders. "Cal," I moaned, the feeling oddly arousing.

"Don't say my name like that, kriff," he groaned. I felt his hard on twitch in his pants, against my ass. The feeling of his cock pressing against me made me squirm, my whimpers much louder than the usual. "Maker, stop doing that Y/n! Or else."

"Or else what?" I asked daringly, knowing the response, but not caring. I wanted to milk him of all the patience he had, to make him break and fuck me with every ounce of strength in him.

Cal growled, bucking his hard-on against my ass, "Figure it out, you may not like the results, flower."

His nail dug into my hips and back, I then knew what I wanted to do. That walk, we still need to walk. But I couldn't help myself, not with the way he was gripping me and desperately trying not to grind up into me. So I did the first thing that came to mind and pressed my hands to his chest, getting comfortable in my seat, moving my hips side to side in the process.

"You're so needy, aren't you?"

"So are you," I shot back.

Cal snarled his teeth, hand reaching up to wrap around my neck, "Don't talk back to me, brat. Fuck, get off me and on your knees."

I blushed at his words, scooting off of him and staying with my knees planted in the dirt. The scrape hurt, but the heat that filled me and the way my cunt leaked for Cal's attention was too overwhelming to notice the pain.

He stood up, towering over me in a dominating fashion. Cal was never rough, he was always sweet. But, now that he was rough, I realized that there was much more to drool over than his soft nature and deep thrusts. There was a whole other side to him.

Before I knew it, his utility belt lay on the ground beside us and his thumbs were hooked under his pants, snaking them down over his hips along with his boxers, one of his hands pulling out his cock. It was perfect, like always, a bead of precum leaking form the tip that almost looked as if it had already entered me cause it had a slight wet shine to it.

Cal chuckled. "You want a taste, flower?" he asked, smacking it lightly against my cheek, causing me to blush profusely. But, I still nodded, sticking out my tongue and opening my mouth wide enough for it to enter. "Mm, pretty little mouth, it talks to much though," he cooed, shoving his length into my mouth.

I gripped at his hips, choking at the intrusion and my eyes rolling back into my head. Fucking ass, I thought, feeling Cal's hand nestle into my hair, fingers tangling with the locks. I pulled back before sliding my mouth along his cock once again.

I'd never heard a noise such as the feral groan he let out come from him, my name slipping off his tongue in an erotic whisper. I shifted, his sound making me take him till he hit the back of my throat by mistake, my eyes blinking out tears. And if I thought that the first groan was delicious, I was definitely not going to stay sane for the rest of this.

A growl shook from deep in his chest as he took control of the whole situation, gripping my hair and fucking my throat raw. It felt like heaven coming from him though, the sting not registering as pain, only pleasure. Tears gathered in my eyes, watching Cal grit his teeth. He twitched in my mouth like he'd been fucking it for hours, the pollen must've heightened our senses and pleasure.

"Pretty girl, oh you're so divine, gagging on my cock like a whore, 'm gonna cum," he groaned out, shoving my head down along his shaft before letting me set my own pace. And I was determined to make him cum hard.

My cheeks dipped, mouth closing around his cock as I sucked him off. Cal showed he liked what I did by moaning loudly and his hips twitching, sending an inch of him into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I took him as far as I could, farther than before, and breathed deeply, letting him rest there. And it drove him mad. I could hear him cursing and his silent mumble of, "I'm.. ngg, I'm gonna cum."

I pulled back a bit before he did, letting him shoot hot, white ropes of cum onto my tongue. A long sigh of relief left him and I sorta felt bad - not only was he affected by sex pollen, but I had deprived him for a few weeks, forgetting sex was a thing with the amount of missions we would pursue. But, I could only imagine the pleasure that was coursing through his veins currently, the way his head tilted back and his labored breaths told me everything. And fuck, it had me squirming on my knees, trying to find something to relieve my need.

"Does my flower want some attention? It looks like she does," he remarked, looking down at my antsy figure. I nodded frantically, waiting for his order. "Stay there, we're gonna do something."

Without tucking himself back into his pants, he sat down against the tree, looking at me. He patted his lap very close to his length, making me blush at the sight of it. Still hard, kriff he was still hard. I crawled over to him, eyes glued to it. By the time I actually got comfortable with his cock resting against his tummy, in-between us, Cal was fiddling with my belt, eagerly taking it off for me.

"You don't have to remove them fully, I can make you feel good just from this position," he told me, fingers hooking around my waistband in the back of my pants and pulled them till they were just resting on my thighs.

Cal lifted my hips up, pulling me forward onto his lap and gripping himself, the tip of his shaft prodding at my aching hole. He must've been impatient - though he'd already gotten to cum - cause I was shoved down onto his length, whining like a puppy at the stretch.

Cal leaned his head back, a stressed groan slipping from his throat. "Tight.. fucking pussy, so good.. and tight, flower. That's my tight little pussy, isn't it?" he growled, bucking his hips into me, making my eyes roll back and my lips part. A snicker came from him, "You like that? Huh? Does my little whore liked being complimented on how fucking tight she squeezes around my cock?"

I nodded, whimpering as he bucked his hips up into me once more. His one hand slid up to pull me against him, the palm pressing down in between my shoulder blades. His other hand stopped gripping my hips, arm snaking around my waist, holding me down. And before I could make any protests, Cal went feral.

I could hear his hips slapping against my ass as he pounded into me, the head of his cock hitting deep, making me moan out at every thrust he made. He grunted beneath me, pace brutal and probably tiring for him - though the sex pollen made me feel wide awake so I had doubts that tiring would be possible till after we got it out of our bodies. And I saw this as the only way.

I dug my nails into Cal's arm, crying out from the pleasure. It was almost too much for me, the way his length dragged up and down my walls drove me insane. He was thick, stuffing me deliciously, making me almost start to drool.

"You sound so pretty flower, kriff," he mumbled, increasing his speed, though I didn't believe that was even possible. My whimpers only were eased out more and more, calls of his name slipping out of my mouth more commonly and I bit down on his shoulder, trying to find a way to ground myself. I felt a coil in my stomach twist and before I could tell Cal, I whined, clenching down on his length as I came around him. He must've been just as sensitive because I felt him stop to a halt, shoving his cock as deep inside me as possible as I felt his seed fill me with warmth.

"S-Sorry flower, couldn't help myself," he said, groaning as he fucked up into me. Hard, oh fuck, there it was again. His length growing hard again even after cumming inside of me. I moaned out loud at my thoughts, squirming in his lap, his cock moving inside of me as I wiggled my hips. "Flower, watch it, I know how sensitive you get after cumming. I don't wanna have to overstimulate you, just stay still for me."

"Cal, please! Please move!" I begged, tearing up as I looked at him. I knew he was right, but all I wanted from him in that moment was for him to move again, for him to cum inside of me again. I grinded down against him, feeling his member move inside me again, making my lips part for a moan to escape.

"Flower-"

"Please," I whined, trying to wiggle my hips down on his cock.

Cal groaned in frustration at how I wouldn't comply, holding me flush against him once again. "Fine, if you wanna be such a brat, I'll treat you as such. Just don't expect me to stop until I'm done with you," he threatened, now starting to fuck himself into me once again.

Everytime Cal pushed in, I could feel his cum beading around where we connected, making my head spin at the thought. I didn't feel as sensitive as I expected, but that's what I wanted - I wanted to be down to Earth enough for him to fuck another orgasm out of me.

I tried to burry my face into his neck, holding onto him for dear life as he showed no signs of slowing whatever pace he was putting on. Cal wasn't having that though.