“So,” Poe concluded, “I have
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“So,” Poe concluded, “I have still technically never masturbated to the actual Leia Organa and that’s an important technicality.”
“Not even the holopic of her in the white dress,” Rey said.
“No,” Poe said solemnly.
“And you’ve never once told yourself a story where she comes to you,” Rey said, and lowered her voice a little, husky and soft, “and says, Poe Dameron, I need a pilot to help me defeat the Empire.”
“That’s really specific,” Poe said, squinting a little.
“And she maybe presses up against you a little,” Rey said, leaning in, “and whispers, Help me, Jess Pava, you’re my only hope.”
It was super hot. “Oh no,” Poe said, because he now knew far, far too much about his subordinate officer, even if it was such a commonplace bit of knowledge that he’d probably have been able to guess it.
Also, Jess was a liar, then, if she said she’d voted for him on that stupid survey. Or maybe– well, he wasn’t going to think about her hierarchy of masturbatory fantasies and whether he actually was in the rotation or not. He couldn’t actually imagine what people must think he was like in bed. It should have been at least theoretically hot on some level, and it just wasn’t.
“So,” Poe concluded, “I have still technically never masturbated to the actual Leia Organa and that’s an important technicality.”
“Not even the holopic of her in the white dress,” Rey said.
“No,” Poe said solemnly.
“And you’ve never once told yourself a story where she comes to you,” Rey said, and lowered her voice a little, husky and soft, “and says, Poe Dameron, I need a pilot to help me defeat the Empire.”
“That’s really specific,” Poe said, squinting a little.
“And she maybe presses up against you a little,” Rey said, leaning in, “and whispers, Help me, Jess Pava, you’re my only hope.”
It was super hot. “Oh no,” Poe said, because he now knew far, far too much about his subordinate officer, even if it was such a commonplace bit of knowledge that he’d probably have been able to guess it.
Also, Jess was a liar, then, if she said she’d voted for him on that stupid survey. Or maybe– well, he wasn’t going to think about her hierarchy of masturbatory fantasies and whether he actually was in the rotation or not. He couldn’t actually imagine what people must think he was like in bed. It should have been at least theoretically hot on some level, and it just wasn’t.
