imthepilot | AU - Delta Base with friends

The first month after Endor is the busiest Bodhi has seen things for the Alliance since the evacuation of Hoth. Despite Mothma promoting him to Delta Base’s commander, he’s been off base more often than not. Rogue Strike were busy too.

With Galen cleared to know about his mission, Bodhi always leaves messages when he has to leave in a hurry. But mostly he finds Galen and talks to him before he leaves. It’s getting harder and harder for Bodhi to go as things get more comfortable between them.

The sex hasn’t been the same though. Since that first time, Bodhi has been careful. Very careful. Giving and loving but controlled. As if he’s afraid to hurt Galen again.

To manage the base in Bodhi’s absence, Mothma appoints him a pair of adjuncts – young Nika who turns out to be quite a resourceful young man, especially when it comes to finding scientific equipment for Galen. The other is a stern Twi'lek woman named Dana. Her blue skin shaded to purple around a network of heavy scars, the tip of one lekku permanently twisted by a deep cut. Harshly fair but dispassionate, Dana keeps things on track and organised in Bodhi’s absences but doesn’t mix with the others on base much.

Bodhi sends a message to Galen via Dana, letting him know he’ll be back soon. And that some friends are coming to Delta to see him. And to meet Galen.

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Bodhi crouches over Galen, kissing a line down his throat and across his shoulders. He finds a spot just below Galen's collarbone, a spot that won't show under the collar of the soft tunic shirts Galen wears these days.

He wants, needs to mark Galen, to claim him. There's something primal, visceral about it, about feeling Galen's skim heat under his mouth, about holding Galen as he bites down to redden the flesh.

About know Galen enjoys it.

Indeed, and it means that Galen throws back his head and moans at being held and claimed like that.

Bodhi reaches down with his flesh hand, deftly opening Galen's fly and pushing the rest of his clothes out of the way.

He shifts as Galen's trousers pool around his ankles, sucking another mark in the flat of Galen's thigh.

Galen opens himself, moaning shamelessly. Something about Bodhi's new assertiveness renders him boneless every time.

Bodhi licks a line up Galen's cock, hands firm on the curves of Galen's hips, holding him on place.

Galen hooks a leg around Bodhi's shoulders, as if wanting him even closer.

Bodhi growls warmly and pushes both of Galen's legs up onto his shoulders, taking Galen into his mouth. He moves his hands, cupping Galen's ass, lifting him to take him deeper.

"Yes!" Galen gasps. "Have me! I'm yours! All yours, Bodhi!"

Bodhi swallows him to the root, drinking him down deeply. Greedy for the taste of Galen, for his moans, Bodhi works him hard.

Gal arches his back and moans even louder. "Not so fast..." he gasps.

Bodhi stops at the words and draws back, looking up at Galen, still and tense with worry that he'd hurt Galen.

"... or I'll come on the spot," Galen finishes, looking down into Bodhi's eyes.

Bodhi relaxes a little, his eyes warm as he ducks his head to lick the tip of Galen'scock slowly.

He spreads his hands over Galen's thighs, the metal one warming against Galen's skin as Bodhi slows down, worshiping Galen's cock with slow, lavish kisses.

Galen leans back, sighing deeply, undulating into the touch of Bodhi's hands. Both of them.

Bodhi takes his time, focusing single mindedly on Galen's pleasure. On making Galen's fall as perfect as he can. The sort of single mindedness that makes Bodhi a dangerous combatant and a talented pilot.

Galen moans and writhes, dissolving with slow, helpless pleasure.

Bodhi shifts his hands, lifting Galen's hips so he can move from sucking to licking Galen open and back again.

Galen is almost whining with pleasure and need at this point.

"Do you want me inside you?" Bodhi asks, teasing his tongue up the underside of Galen's cock.

"YES!!"

Galen fairly shouts with need.

Bodhi moves up Galen's body, pulling Galen's legs up around his hips. He strokes Galen's cheek, his metal hand blood warm as he lines himself up, taking Galen slowly. Looking into Galen's eyes as he does.

"Yes, yes, yes," Galen stammers as he is being opened and entered.

Bodhi thrusts slowly, holding Galen's eyes. He strokes Galen's cheek as he sets a slow, deep rhythm. He teases his metal thumb over Galen's lips.

Galen's lips open while his legs close demandingly around Bodhi's hips.

Bodhi doesn't feel his prosthetic fingers, not the way he feels what's left of his skin. But he does feel it. He feels he warmth of Galen's lips, the softness of his mouth.

His hips pump sharply in reaction, his breath catching.

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