😘 porn au for my 69th #dyadprompts microfic. #reylofic
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// prisoner Kylo Ben, nsfw, dub-con if you squint. #reylofic #dyadprompts **1/2**
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mother-son legacy. #reylofic #dyadprompts
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“Not like what?” “Not like some jealous lover. I am fucking jealous. Why do you think I keep sticking you in the van?” Closing his eyes, he tipped his head back until it thunked softly against the steel pole behind him. “You’re so goddamn capable, Rey. So goddamn good at this job. But I see one of these assholes even breathe in your direction—and all I want to do is pick you up and run.” Rey had only ever known Ben Solo to be a liar, a consummate actor, using every tool at his disposal. Even his flirtation was a disguise… …wasn’t it? “Ben,” she whispered, realizing at the stupefied look on his face, the foreign sound of his name in her mouth, that it was the first time she’d ever spoken it out loud. “I could, potentially, be amenable to being carried away.”
He stood upright in an instant, that huge body of his towering over her even ten feet away, and without another word, wedged his neck and shoulder into the pole and swung his legs straight into the air, pumping leg lift after leg lift in a physical feat that Rey didn’t think should even be possible. In awe, she watched as he used every bit of his body except his hands to shimmy up the pole until he landed in a crouch on the ground. “How the fuck—” With a hobbling gait, Ben shuffled over and behind her. She could hear his knees hit the concrete, the grunt of pain when the dislocated one made contact with the ground, and felt his breath rush across the top of her ass. “Ben, what are you doing?” “Following instructions, Rey.” A soft kiss landed on one of her bruised knuckles, and several more followed, his mouth working its way up to the length of cord wrapped tight around her wrists. “Keeping my mouth full.”
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A dispassionate part of her brain, a part beaten into her by thousands of hours of training and mission simulations and strategic assessments, calculated the odds of her being able to carry him if he couldn’t walk his way out. “Forget I said anything, Solo. Get us out of here, and I’ll assign blame anyway you want.” Those leonine eyes of his narrowed dangerously, gaze flickering over her body, shivering in the gloomy light, and then he shrugged. Insouciantly, like the same carefree devil she’d met in Coruscant all those months ago. “Sweetheart, I’m open to suggestions, but I’m a little tied up. So to speak.” A loathsome little smirk tilted one side of his mouth up. Every time, every single time, Rey had seen that ridiculous smirk of his, he’d used it to push his damn luck. “But you now—why don’t you scoot over here and use what God gave you?” Every single time. “Use what exactly?”
“Your pretty mouth, princess. Chew through my ropes like the feral little creature you are, and then I’ll shoot our way out. I don’t think there are more than six guns still in the building. Light work.” There was a puddle of blood pooling under his bad knee. His shiny dress shoe kept slipping in it every time he shifted, waves of red cresting up over the sole. “Listen up, you asshole: a, they’ve broken at least two of your ribs and dislocated your knee, and b, I bested your shooting record last month at Control. If anyone’s shooting our way out of here, it’ll be me.” Rey plowed on, too heated for anything resembling circumspection. “And I know I said I’d drop it, but given that you’re the reason I got caught at all, maybe your mouth would be more suited to being stuffed full. You could stand some quiet time.” “Oh, I’m the reason you got caught?”
Like the flip of a switch, his tone turned from smirking to dangerous. The tone he used when browbeating suspects. The tone he used when he ended lives. “You crossed the line with Hux, Rey. You had me half-convinced you were going to sleep with him, and if he’d managed to get you alone in that sadism chamber he calls his palazzo, he’d have hurt you in ways you can’t begin to imagine. Possibly permanently.” “Touch her and you won’t live long enough to regret it. I’ll snap your scrawny neck in two and send you straight to the devil with my regards.” “Motherfucker, it’s called being undercover. Convincing him I wanted nothing more than to fuck his rancid brains out was part of the goddamn mission. And then you had to walk in like some jealous lover and fuck everything sideways. Now my cover is blown, we’re both stuck in a refrigerated charnel house, and, more than likely, we’re bound for an unmarked grave.” “Not like, Rey.” He almost never used her name. He called her sweetheart, princess, kid, in tones ranging from dismissive to flirtatious to outrageous.
person in a white shirt and loosened black tie - there are splatters, presumably blood, all over it
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#dyadprompts - time for my fourth installment of my slutty spy ben au! i'll link the first three installments in the replies if you're curious 🤠
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“take my hand, take my whole life, too”
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// magic au #reylofic #dyadprompts
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#reylofic #dyadprompts oh oh i have something for this one
preview of tomorrow's reylosss
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Chewy is also on #TheHuntForBenSolo. #reylofic #dyadprompts #hfbs
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Rey blushes a shade of pink that he would die to capture in watercolors. “You’ve never called me that before.” “You’ve never kissed me before.” She bites her lip (he’s on the brink of begging to bite it for her). “And if I did it again? Would I still be your best friend?” “Um.” His brain stalls out, because there might not be a right answer here, but there’s definitely a whole minefield of wrong answers. “Is that what you, um, want to be?” Nothing he’ll ever paint can hold a candle to the shy, blazing hope in her eyes as she asks, “Is there an … adjacent position available?” His mind doesn’t catch up with his mouth until after he croaks, “Any position you want.” “Oh?” Rey’s expression shifts to pleased, mischievous determination. “Any position? Maybe several … positions under one title?” Ben nods, because yes, anything, even if he’s not positive she means what he hopes she means. “Maybe … dinner?” he tries.
Rey nods seriously. “I like dinner. KesselDash delivers to your building, right?” “I meant—“ He falls silent when Rey lays a finger over his lips. “Six o’clock. Your room. We’ll order dinner, because the dining hall is not a date and I am not dealing with the chaos of a restaurant at the end of finals week. Any objections?” “Date?” he croaks. She’s beautiful when she smirks at him, too. “Keep up, big boy.” “Six o’clock. My room.” He kisses her once more, firmly, to prove that he can keep up, even as it feels like his entire life is swirling out from this moment like the first stroke of a brush on a fresh canvas. To prove that he has no objections whatsoever, so long as he gets to take her out properly another time. “Italian? Thai?”
His lovely maybe-almost-girlfriend arches an eyebrow at him, and Ben makes a mental note to try and sketch that amused, intrigued expression on her someday. “If you’re going to insist on paying”—he is—“then order whatever you want.” “Rey.” His jaw works for a moment before the words spill over. “There is only one thing I’ll care about eating, and it won’t be delivered by KesselDash.” Her blush is deeper this time, and her mouth falls open in a pleased, astonished, aroused expression that he wants to paint almost as much as he wants to kiss her again. Like he said—beautiful.
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this college au microfic got a *lot* longer than planned, but I figured we all need the extra fluff. please direct any complaints to bob iger.
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// post TLJ-angst ⚔️
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d&d au! 🎲 #reylofic #dyadprompts
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// law office Reylo (the author did not have time to write this but did it anyway because ~them~)
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// another installment of the Beebee Dameron Cinematic Universe, with a reminder that even precocious kids are still gonna be kids #reylofic #dyadprompts
(HUGE thanks to @ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social for helping me figure out how our dyad might calm down/negotiate with a screaming six-year-old!)
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// Beebee Dameron, found family, and the power of none gender #reylofic #dyadprompts
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// in which white boy Ben goes to a pho restaurant 🍜
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// childhood friends au #reylofic #dyadprompts
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// a/b/o, librarian!Ben #reylofic #dyadprompts
this is the sequel to "sniff"
📚 archiveofourown.org/works/655421...
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// plot as thin as a single cell layer
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I am not pleased with the quality of these screenshots, so I posted this on ao3 early for increased readability. #reylofic #dyadprompts
math joke explanations included in the endnotes because why not.
✖️ archiveofourown.org/works/655421...
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// math professors au continued, now with even more math jokes! 📐 #reylofic #dyadprompts
part I: archiveofourown.org/works/655421...
part II: archiveofourown.org/works/655421...
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// modern au, coworkers #reylofic #dyadprompts
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