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The Way He Looks at You Series

Act I: The Way He Looks at You
Chapter 10: The Way He Commands You

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Chapter Summary

You finally make the decision to either stay with Cal, or leave everything behind.
Rating: 18+
Words: 4.1K

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As Cal settles himself onto the couch next to you he reaches out to take your hand, holding it in both of his larger ones. You watch the act of kindness and find yourself more drawn to him than yesterday. Yesterday his touch aroused you, but this touch feels different in your body. It doesn’t warm the space between your legs but warms you entirely.

“I didn’t want to wake you at dawn, you were so tired.” Cal explains, almost looking apologetic.

“I understand. Do I still have a choice?” You ask hesitantly.

Cal flinches a minuscule amount, “You do.”

You take a deep breath, aware of Cal’s eyes watching you closely. He is surely digging through your mind to find out your decision before you can speak. The problem is that you don’t know your choice.

“I am not sure yet, it's a big decision. If I leave, you’ll kill everyone that you found out about?” You ask, looking into his pretty green eyes.

“Yes, I’ll have no reason to protect your secrets.” He keeps a stern expression on his face.

“But you’ll help me leave and you won’t come after me unless I end up pregnant?” You frown.

“That is correct.” He responds.

There is a palpable tension in the room, both of you speaking carefully to one another. You are trying to stay calm and not cry and it seems Cal is trying to hide all feelings, instead opting to say only what needs to be said.

“Cal,” you say, trying to break the tension. “I don’t know what to do. I wish you had never given me a choice.”

“You’d prefer I had held you against your will?” He asks, his eyebrows raising.

“No, but you didn’t give me a choice at the beginning, then tempted me, then made me choose. And now I have to choose again after more temptation? There’s added pressure of keeping others safe.” Your words are coming out as a ramble.

“I cannot make this decision for you. If I force you to stay or encourage you to leave, I will go directly against how I would prefer this situation to play out.” He says carefully.

“How do you want this to play out? I assume you want me to choose to stay, have your children, and look the other way when you tear apart families? Just as the Grand Inquisitor did to my family.” You started off calm but the words quickly turned sour.

Cal’s expression gives nothing away. “I’d agree with the first two points, I do not expect you to change your mind on my actions. I will do everything I can to keep that part of my life separate from you.”

“But you’ll still be killing innocent people and children!” Your voice has raised.

“I do not have a choice.” Cal replies calmly.

“There is always a choice, you can choose to fight back! You were a Jedi, you have more strength than most to fight against the Sith!” You shout.

Cal looks genuinely annoyed at your outburst and instead of matching the volume of your voice, he lowers his voice to a threatening tone. “Do you think I became an Inquisitor because they asked me to? Do you think I didn’t fight back with everything I had? They tortured, starved, and isolated me for months. I didn’t give in until I was a shell of the person I once had been. Unlike you, no one came to rescue me.”

You were about to interrupt him until the last part, your mouth closing slowly.

He continues, “They would not kill me, the goal was to break me. I had a choice to live and suffer at their hands or live and suffer from my own actions. Wouldn’t you rather be in control of your own suffering?”

You nod silently, and Cal takes the motion as encouragement to keep speaking.

“Because of you, I can do something good for the first time in a long while. If you stay, I can sleep a little better at night knowing that I allowed one to live.” Cal finishes. He almost looks sad, but he is good at masking the weaker emotions.

You open and close your mouth a few times trying to find the right words. You know you were wrong to demand he fight back, he obviously already did and still lost. But does that make it okay for you to stay, to look the other way while the Empire continues its destructive path? While Cal continues to serve it.

You feel so conflicted, morally you can’t stay. But logically, staying protects another Jedi, it protects the locations of some Rebellion bases. It gives more opportunity for others to fight back. Saving yourself from this moral conundrum will only cause more losses for the Rebels. It’s no longer about your feelings, you must sacrifice your values.

“I will,” You start, “I will stay. I don’t want to cause more suffering.”

Cal nods, softening his expression, “Even if your reason to stay is for others, I am still grateful to keep you.”

“You could have saved others, but you saved yourself.” You can’t help but get one last shot in.

Cal shoots you a look of frustration, “Do not be so quick to assume that you have the moral high ground.”

You hesitate a moment, understanding that Cal had to choose between suffering immense pain and joining the Empire. You are only giving up the fight to save others. It’s hardly comparable.

You take a slow breath and realize he’s right. “You’re right, I’m sorry.”

Cal stands suddenly and offers his hand to you. You reach out cautiously to take it and he helps you to your feet.

“The decision to stay means you belong to me. I am now responsible for your well being.” He begins, “I do not want to create more painful memories. You were quite distraught last night which meant I could only provide you with one attempt at reducing the chances of the wrong pregnancy.”

Cal pulls you close to his body and his hands find your hips, pushing the borrowed pants downwards. You immediately reach to stop his hands, far from in a lustful mood.

“I don’t feel like I can right now.” You explain. You stare at his chest since you cannot meet his eye right now.

“Oh? I seem to recall saying that you will not say no to my desires.” He says staring down at you while you avoid his gaze.

Cal’s fingers find your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. You resist eye contact, instead looking down towards the corner of your vision.

“Perhaps now that you’ve had a taste of your own desires, you are much less needy. What a shame, I so enjoyed how badly you wanted me.” He says slowly while looking over your face.

“I-” You try to explain but Cal cuts you off.

“I am going to shower. When I am finished, I expect to see you on my bed, naked, and ready to take me.” He commands.

Without another word Cal turns and heads towards the bedroom. You stand there a moment, stunned. You want to be upset by his demands but your body responded to his authority regardless of your emotional state.

You furrow your eyebrows, and wait until you hear the shower turn on to follow his path into the bedroom. You see his used clothes laid across the same chair as before. His lightsaber sits next to the pile and you can’t help but approach it. Curiosity pulls you closer and you find your hand reaching towards it.

So much pain and suffering has come from this hunk of metal. If only you could use it to your advantage, take it and fight back against the Empire, they’d never see the attack coming. You snap yourself out of the fantasy and pull your hand away. As you move your hands, you brush against his undershirt.

A new thought crosses your mind, despite how close you’ve been to Cal’s body, you do not know what he smells like. You wonder if maybe he doesn’t have a scent. Upon a bit of introspection, you realize that your mouth has a nasty habit of dropping open when he is nearby. Frequently in shock at the sinful things he proposes, but just as frequently from panting at the way he touches you.

You wrap your fingers around the thin material and glance at the bathroom door a moment before bringing it to your face. You feel creepy, but he asked that you be ready to take him when he finished showering.

Pressing your nose into the fabric you inhale slowly. The scent is pleasant enough, but difficult to pinpoint. It’s earthy and you aren’t sure what else, but you like the smell. You inhale again as you close your eyes. Imagining Cal holding you as you breathe him in. In your mind he is stroking your hair before tangling his fingers into the roots and grasping it tight. Tilting your head back as he kisses you deeply, plunging his tongue into your mouth. Kissing you until your lungs burn from the need for air.

You feel a pulsing between your thighs, desperate to be touched by him again. You don’t indulge the need, instead taking another long inhale as you picture his hands finding the backs of your thighs. In a swift motion, he lifts you to wrap around his midsection and presses you against the nearest wall. Your fingers clinging to his shirt as he grinds against you. His hand tearing yours away from his chest and pinning them high above your head on the wall.

You become so lost in the fantasy that the sound of the shower turning off startles you. Dropping the undershirt onto the floor as you realize you have not yet obeyed two of Cal’s commands. You quickly remove your clothes and place them on the end of the bed then hastily crawl to the center.

A minute passes and Cal finally exits the bathroom. He is completely naked and your eyes waste no time looking over his perfectly muscular body. His hair is still wet from the shower but obviously finger combed into its normal style. His eyes are as intense as ever, their color highlighted by his pale skin and the dark of his hair from the remaining water. You wonder how one man could look so perfect.

Cal walks towards you while maintaining eye contact, he doesn’t look you over. You realize he usually only looks into your eyes and you wonder if there is a reason. You cannot keep your hungry gaze from looking at any exposed skin on his body, yet he seems immune to doing the same. Cal’s gaze drops when he sees his undershirt laying on the floor. He gives you a curious look then picks it up. The moment his fingers touch the shirt he stops moving. There is a long moment where he seems frozen in place, his mind elsewhere.

Cal seems to return and lifts the shirt, laying it over the arm of the chair. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have showered.” He says.

Your eyes widen in horror. You knew he could read your mind, but you didn’t know he could get memories from objects. Thinking back it becomes clear why he made you throw out your old clothes. How he knew you had slept with Theo.

Cal only smirks at your thoughts as he climbs onto the bed with you. “When a bed isn’t available, I’ll take you against the wall. For now, let us enjoy the luxury of a soft surface.”

You nod slowly, still processing how little you can hide from him. Cal sits on the bed before you he leans in until his mouth is brushing against yours. “Kiss me.” He says in a low voice.

Without hesitation you close the distance and press your mouth against his. You quickly realize that he isn’t really kissing you back. When you open your eyes in confusion, you see Cal looking down at you, his eyes hooded. He is watching you try to kiss him. You pull back wondering if you did something wrong.

“I didn’t say to stop.” Cal’s voice is gravelly, sending shivers through your body.

You lean forward with more caution this time, aware that he wants to watch. Giving him a wide-eyed look before capturing his bottom lip in between yours. You suck gently before letting go and pressing a few more kisses to his slightly open mouth. Cal never looks away from you as you work.

His eyes make you feel intimidated but there is a thrill to being watched so carefully. Despite having full control over how the kissing takes place, you feel as though you are beneath him. You reach your hands to grasp the back of his head and neck. Your fingers becoming wet from the water still dripping off his hair.

Tilting your head to the right and kissing him more deeply this time. Your eyes closing to focus on the feel of his mouth. Your tongue presses in as Cal allows it. You lick once slowly across part of his tongue before stroking other areas. The movements are careful, wanting to ensure that you learn what he likes.

Each time your tongue brushes his, he responds by pressing it back towards you. A motion of encouragement that he likes what you're doing. You find the feeling intoxicating and continue your gradual motions in his mouth just to feel him return the kiss.

Kissing isn’t enough, you need to feel more of him. You remove your tongue from his mouth and kiss his lips a few more times before moving down his face. Trailing kisses along his jawline, his stubble scratching your face as you work. Finally, you reach the part where his jaw meets his ear and place even more tender kisses to the sensitive flesh. You nip the skin right below his ear and Cal shivers.

The excitement that courses through your body almost causes you to lose focus to look at him, but you resist. You nip again but instead of releasing the skin you drag your teeth down the length of his neck. Cal groans in response, you want so badly to hear more of his sounds.

Once low enough on his neck you bite again and hear his grunt as a reward. You close your lips over the skin and suck hard. Cal leans his head backwards and moans softly. The sounds he’s making are intoxicating and you need more. It doesn’t stop with marking him once; you move down towards his collarbone and repeat the process, hearing more of his beautiful sounds.

At this point you are straddling his lap working on the third mark. You aren’t sitting, but raised onto your knees to get the best angles for your work. The feel of his hard cock brushes your inner thigh. You move to the other side of his neck and kiss softly along the area where his shoulder meets his neck. Opening your mouth you latch onto his skin and sucking slowly, waiting for him to make a sound.

Cal rewards you with another delicious groan. Before he can complete the sound, you sink yourself onto his waiting cock. It was a perfect idea. He changes his groan into a low whimper as you sit all the way down into his lap.

Lifting your body you ride him, all the while kissing, sucking, and biting at his collarbone and neck. You pull upwards to the tip of his length before plunging him back inside you as hard as you can bear. His forehead meets your shoulder as you move and you realize how quickly you are bringing him to the edge.

Your hands find his shoulders as you increase your speed. Using his body to leverage your own, allowing for a rougher pace. It doesn’t take much before Cal’s hands are on your hips helping you ride the way he wants. He lets out a soft cry as he cums and he pulls you down into his lap, not allowing you to move anymore. You feel so powerful in this moment, seeing an Inquisitor so needy for your touch. You didn’t get your own orgasm but somehow this moment feels better.

Cal holds you close for a couple minutes and you realize he is still hard inside of you. One of his hands leaves your hip and like last night, a pillow finds itself in his grasp. You get no further notice as Cal places the pillow on the bed behind you and his muscles flex to flip you both so that he has you pinned against the bed. The pillow causes your back to arch.

Cal pumps into you with great force. The arch of your back causes him to hit just right inside of you. Each thrust you let out a breathy cry, egging him on. Cal takes each little sound as a request for more of his fucking. He picks up the speed and you are no longer making one noise per thrust but moaning until you have no breath then inhaling to repeat the process. You can’t hold each moan for too long. Cal is pounding you so hard that the air in your lungs quickly exits each time his cock touches your cervix.

“Look at me.” Cal commands and you do your best to keep your eyes open and meet his gaze. He smiles wickedly as he fucks you. You feel a familiar tingling in your body as he pumps perfectly against your sex. Cal maintains the motion as he sees your eyes glaze over with pleasure.

“Cal! Oh fuck, Cal!” You cry out as a powerful orgasm courses through your body. Cal fucks you all the way through it. You are still in a daze when you hear him speaking as he gets close.

“Your body belongs to me.” Cal grunts between thrusts, “It’s mine to use.”

His movements become more aggressive as he stakes his claim. Pleasure is clouding your mind but you speak, “Yes, Cal. I’m yours.”

“You will take my seed when I see fit.” He says and you can only nod as your eyes roll back as a second orgasm approaches.

“Any life that grows in you will belong to only me.” Cal growls and his pace becomes sloppy.

The words push you over the edge and you clamp down around him, cumming hard. Cal follows soon after from the added sensation. He clenches his jaw as he continues to fuck his cum into you. He keeps it up for maybe 20 seconds before it becomes too much and his motion slows significantly.

Cal finally mostly stops moving but bucks his hips gently, trying to ensure it is his seed that takes. He turns your bodies so that you are both laying on your sides. You can feel him softening inside of you but Cal doesn’t pull out. Keeping most of his sperm trapped between you two.

You lay together like this for a long time, Cal stroking your head and you inhaling his scent. Despite his shower he is now perspiring but you love the smell. Your eyes close as you bask in the moment, happy to be in his arms.

Finally, Cal pulls out reluctantly and allows for you both to get dressed. You head for the bathroom to clean yourself up but Cal stops you.

“You may only wipe away what exits your body naturally.” He says, a concerned expression on his face.

“Yes, Cal.” You respond and head into the bathroom, ensuring to follow his instructions.

When you return to the bedroom you find your clothes have fallen off the bed and pick them up. Cal watches you as you dress and you see he is wearing a pair of lounge pants, displaying his upper body for your pleasure.

“I’ll make us some dinner. I’d like to discuss something with you.” Cal says as he leads you through his quarters and into the kitchen.

You take a seat at the table and watch as he cooks. It’s strange to see an Inquisitor wearing only black lounge pants while making dinner for a woman. Stranger still when you remember you were part of the Rebellion. You smile at the odd turn of events. You never would have imagined being in this scenario, but it feels right.

Cal doesn’t look away from his work as he speaks. “Tomorrow I am to travel for another mission. It may take several days meaning overnight stays at the location.”

Your face drops, you don’t want to spend the next few days away from him. “I understand.”

Cal glances up into your eyes when he hears your words, he flashes a smile before looking back at the food he is cutting. “I am not leaving you here alone, I don’t trust the others to not seek you out while I am away.”

The corners of your mouth turn up as you hear his words. Relieved to not find yourself alone for days in his quarters.

Cal continues, “I cannot ever tell you anything about these trips, but I will take you with me unless it is impossible to do so.” He finishes dicing the first vegetable and starts on the second.

“I will try to spend the nights with you but there is no guarantee I will return each night. There will be parts of the cities you may visit. I will ensure you have a place to sleep, eat, and hopefully find some entertainment. I will provide you with credits and I will expect you to take good care of yourself. Do nothing dangerous, you may be with my child.”

You blush at his last few words; it makes you feel special that he cares so much for your safety and the safety of his unborn child. Though, you do not know if you will end up pregnant or not.

“I will be careful, thank you for allowing me to wander a bit.” You say, genuinely grateful for the opportunity to have something to do.

“I’d like for you to buy some things while we travel that make you feel more comfortable while living here. I know you have nothing right now, but I want this to be home for both of us.” Cal says, turning on the flame to cook.

Your heart leaps at the idea of being able to buy possessions. You aren’t sure what you’ll purchase yet, but hopefully some things to occupy your time. “Should I buy more clothes?” You ask.

Cal looks up for a moment in thought, “If there is something that you want to buy you may, however I will buy most of your clothes, please spend the credits on things that make you happy. If it’s clothes, so be it.”

You are beaming, unable to believe how kind he is to you. “Thank you.”

You watch Cal cook in a comfortable silence, daydreaming about what sorts of interesting things you might find, perhaps some folding paper. You have been a part of the Rebellion for so long you are no longer sure what hobbies you enjoy. You spent most of your time planning and executing missions. Now that you are exempt from that world you aren’t really sure how to fill time.

Cal interrupts your thoughts with a steaming place of food, you smile up at him and he takes the seat across from you. You both eat quickly, famished from the physical exercise in Cal’s bed.

Sleepiness hits the moment that you finish eating but you stand up to clear away the plates and return the kitchen to its precooking cleanliness. Cal watches you with appreciation. You wash the dishes in the sink and hand dry them, then clean the counters and sweep the floors. As you return the broom to its hook, you feel Cal’s muscular arms envelop you from behind. His hands resting on your lower stomach.

“I like you living here.” He whispers against your ear, “Let’s go to bed, I know you’re tired.”

You nod and Cal scoops you up gently in his arms, places a kiss on your forehead, and carries you back into the bedroom. He places your feet on the ground in front of the bed so that he can pull the covers back for you. You quickly hop into bed and Cal follows suit. He places an arm over your body and buries his face in your hair. You feel so safe right now and easily drift off to sleep in his arms.

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