Icarus has grown tired of falling.

The Daddy in question is indeed home.

| nah i don't fuck with a redemption arc bitch we evil as fuck in this house.

| she is tweeting for me all of you can go fuck yourselves

Nothing quite like a dramatic whore, is there?

| bITCH HOLD ON

Eyes devoid of any expression scour the feverish haze that had come over the pilot. "Amusing. You're much like a dog, you know. No matter how many times I punish you, you still come back with your tail wagging..."

An amused chuckle cracks at his scowl. "Well, aren't you feisty. I was thinking a collar... but we just might have to muzzle that filthy mouth as well."

| do dogs exist in star war

"Mm." A large hand adorned in black leather makes contact with the soft, tanned flesh of Poe's cheek. Hard.

He's going to brood for a bit, maintain his rep.

He needs something... someone to tear apart.

Casually strolls by, grabbing hold of 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘜𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙 ! and slamming him into the nearest wall. A kiss is given, hard and long. In a galaxy far, far away it's a tradition of sorts.

It's going to take a lot for Poe to escape Kylo's chambers. x.com/howhesoars/sta…

He nudges Poe hard with a boot, squinting. "What's so funny?" x.com/howhesoars/sta…

Stretches. He hasn't moved in... much too long.