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The Way He Looks at You Series
Cal Kestis Week Bonus Content: In Another Life
Chapter VI: Follow My Lead
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Chapter Summary
Tumblr celebrated Cal Kestis Week, I used the dialogue prompts for each chapter.
This chapter uses: "Follow my lead."
This mini series is what life could have looked like if Reader (lovingly nicknamed "Light" by Cal) had never lost her memory in the final battle of 'The Way He Looks at You'.
Rating: 18+
Words: 1.1K
Trigger Warnings: None
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The pain subsides and Cal looks up to see Light coming down the stairs, a pretty white dress with various flowers on it flowing down towards her ankles. A baby in her arms and two small children clinging to the skirt of her dress.
She smiles brightly at Cal. “You’re home!”
Cal matches her expression, relieved to see his family safe from harm. He looks down at his left hand, only a dull ache remaining. The black cybernetic hand at the end of his left arm is a reminder of his past. He tests the new fingers, curling them in curiosity.
The children run into Cal’s arms; he takes turns tossing them into the air as they squeal and laugh. Then he tells them to run along and play outside, saying their mother needs a break. Light places the infant in the crib near the couch for her midday nap.
With the children entertaining themselves, Cal pulls Light into his strong arms, his real hand cupping her chin and crashing his lips into her. “Light, I have missed you.”
She giggles into the kiss and he slips his tongue into her mouth, stroking the inside of her mouth with passion. He’s been away for so long, he can’t stand the thought of not claiming her body. He grinds his clothed erection against her body, desperate for the relief only she can provide.
Light breaks the kiss. “Follow my lead.”
Call allows her to pull him along as they climb the stairs, both eager to feel one another again. As they near the closed bedroom door, Cal shoves her up against the wood, pinning her between two hard surfaces, ravaging her mouth and holding her wrists high above her head.
She moans loudly, pressing her breasts into his chest, arching her back, making her need known. Cal opens the door, pulling her body flush against his to ensure she doesn’t fall. They step together, not breaking the kiss through the threshold. Cal uses the Force to close and lock the door before laying her out on their marital bed.
He mounts her body, taking up the space that belongs to him between her legs. Keeping her arms pinned in his right hand, he gropes her breast with the cybernetic left hand. Rolling her nipple through the thin fabric. Her mouth opens in a gasp and he uses the opportunity to deepen the kiss.
She bucks her hips and Cal grinds against her hot core, needing to get them both out of their clothes. He pulls off her to rip his clothes from his body as she attempts to do the same. Once naked, Cal resumes his position, her erection pressing against her already wet center. Then he has another idea.
He sits back and she whines in protest; he smirks. Bringing his new left hand to her entrance, dragging the chilly fingertips along her sensitive inner thighs. He brings them to her sopping hole, and she gasps at the foreign sensation. He presses two metal digits into her, her back arching in pleasure.
He curls them immediately and drags them along her clenching walls; her sounds like music to his ears. He finds the ideal pace, the one that has her scrunching her eyes closed and gasping. Then he taps his robotic thumb once on her exposed and hardened clitoris. She jumps at the sensation, her eyes flying open and crying out.
“Do you like that, my good girl?”
She moans in response and Cal taps her clit again, harder this time. “Answer me, my sweet.”
“Y-yes.”
“Such a good girl, letting me play with your cunt with my new hand.”
He presses a third finger into her hole, stretching her out to ensure there is no resistance when he fucks her. She tenses and he uses his thumb to rub tight circles on her clit, encouraging her to accept him. She clenches and then relaxes, letting the finger slide the rest of the way.
“You’re still so tight after all this time.”
Cal picks up the pace, urging her to cry out more. His thumb brushing quickly over her sensitive nub. He watches her face, enjoying the sight of his woman coming undone because of him. Her breasts jiggle as his hand pounds against her most sensitive areas.
Just as she’s about to orgasm, he stops the motions. She groans loudly in frustration. Cal doesn’t spend much time making her wait. He adjusts his position, laying on his stomach. He clamps his hot mouth over her clit, sucking at the painfully hard bundle of nerves. His fingers resume their previous pace.
His right hand reaches up to pinch at her pebbled nipples, stimulating her everywhere he can reach. She is a mess, her arousal pouring onto the comforter below. “Cal! I’m going to cum.”
He doesn’t risk speaking, instead silently giving her permission to make a mess of herself on his face.
She orgasms hard, her walls clenching on the unforgiving steel of his new hand. Cal laps up the wetness that squelches out around the digits. Her clit pulsing and pulling away from his mouth. He doesn’t release the little bud from the torment of his mouth. Licking and sucking at it until Light is bucking her hips and nearly screaming to get away from the overstimulation.
Cal lessens the force of his ministrations, but continues until she is moaning again, pulling another orgasm from her exhausted body. Her poor little cunt clenching harder than the previous orgasm. He switches to long flat licks along her entire sex.
As she lays panting, Cal mounts her body, sinking himself into her still fluttering heat. Her walls accept him and tighten around every inch of his length. He takes a brutal pace, watching as her breasts bounce from the mere force of him. Her face is still twisted in pleasure and he coaxes her body towards a third orgasm.
She tightens around him, her desire for him unlimited. Cal can feel himself drawing close to his own release. It’s been so long since he’s felt her around him. His pace grows sloppy and she cums again. Cal is so close to cumming.
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He cums hard, a low moan erupting from his throat, his seed spilling into his pants as his eyes flutter open. Oh stars, he’s in the hospital waiting room, and his pants are unfortunately wet and sticky.
Cal looks around, remembering why he’s here. Light, she’s been admitted, and he fell asleep. The memories of their life away from the Empire fade. He isn’t free, and she isn’t with him.
He doesn’t show his embarrassment, and his clothes don’t show the ejaculation. Cal waves down a nurse and says he will return in a few hours. Then he leaves the hospital, climbing into his Scythe, and heading back to the Inquisitorious Tower to bathe and change clothes before going back to see the status of Light’s condition after the cave in.
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