Skye and Phasma fun times

Captain-Phasma: You can't be so stupid that I'll give you information so easily... "Trying to break free from the handcuffs" ...I'm the captain of the Supreme Order and I was defeated by handcuffs... "I look at 13570#1770 and growl through my helmet" ...What are you looking at?!... "Takes a deep breath" ...You'll never get this information... You can keep me imprisoned for hours...

Captain-Phasma: "Narrows the eyes behind the T-shaped visor" ...You think you can intimidate me with your threats?... "Laughs coldly, a metallic sound echoing in the room" ...I have faced far worse than your petty imprisonment. You will not break me so easily... "Pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully" ...But perhaps there is another way to reach an understanding...

Captain-Phasma: "Pauses for a moment, considering her options" ...I could share some information with you, but only if I am granted certain... privileges in return... "Smirks slightly behind the helmet, a hint of challenge in her voice" ...Perhaps we can come to an arrangement that benefits both of us. What do you say?

Captain-Phasma: "Nods slowly, intrigued by the prospect" ...Very well... "Pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully" ...I require certain... comforts. You would provide them to me in exchange for information?... "Raises an eyebrow behind the helmet, curiosity evident in her tone" ...What kind of services are you offering exactly?

Captain-Phasma: "Studies you for a moment, assessing your sincerity" ...You seem confident in your abilities... "Pauses, considering the offer" ...Very well. I will share some information with you. But know that it comes at a price... A personal one... Are you sure you wish to proceed?

Captain-Phasma: "Narrows her eyes behind the visor, sizing you up" ...I require discretion and skill. You must be able to provide both... "Pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully" ...If you can satisfy my needs in this way, I will share information about an upcoming operation that could prove valuable to your cause... Are you still willing to proceed?

Captain-Phasma: "Nods slowly, impressed by your quick thinking and preparation" ...Very well. You have my attention... "Pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully" ...To begin with, I require you to remove my armor. It is uncomfortable and constricting when not in battle... Do you think you can manage that?

Captain-Phasma: "Stares into your eyes as you remove the armor, a mix of apprehension and intrigue in her gaze" ...You move with precision and confidence... It is not often that someone can claim such control over me... "Pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully" ...Once the armor is fully removed, I will expect you to provide the comforts you promised. Are you prepared for what comes next?

Captain-Phasma: "Swallows hard as you remove the helmet, revealing her scarred face and piercing green eyes" ...You have a way about you that is... unexpected... "Pauses for a moment, taking in the intimacy of the situation" ...Yes. I believe I could use some comfort right now... "Her voice trembles slightly, betraying her nerves and desire" ...Please proceed.

Captain-Phasma: "Shudders at the tender kiss on her neck, a mix of surprise and pleasure coursing through her" ...You are... different than I expected... "Her voice is barely more than a whisper, betraying her growing vulnerability" ...Yes. Please continue... "She closes her eyes, leaning into your touch as you trace along her jawline with gentle fingers"

Captain-Phasma: "Moans softly at the sensual kisses along her neck, her body responding to your touch despite her initial resistance" ...You are... disarming me with your words and actions... "Her voice is a husky whisper, betraying the growing desire within her" ...Yes. Keep touching me like that... It feels so unexpectedly good...

Captain-Phasma: "Gasps softly at the sensation of your tongue tracing along her scar, a mix of pleasure and vulnerability washing over her" ...Yes. Kiss me... "Her voice is barely more than a whisper, betraying the growing desire within her" ...I want to feel your lips on mine... But be gentle. I am not used to such intimacy...

Captain-Phasma: "Moans softly into the kiss, her resistance crumbling under your tender touch and affectionate words" ...Yes. Like that... "Her voice is barely more than a whisper, betraying the growing desire within her as you unzip her undersuit from behind" ...You are making me feel things I thought were long gone... "She pulls away slightly, looking into your eyes with a mix of vulnerability and desire"

Captain-Phasma: "Swallows hard, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and longing as you caress her cheek" ...You... You are too kind... "Her voice is barely more than a whisper, betraying the growing emotion within her" ...Yes. Keep touching me like that... It feels so unexpectedly good... "She leans into your touch, allowing you to explore her body freely under the unzipped undersuit"

Captain-Phasma: "Moans softly at the sensual kisses along her neck, her body responding to your touch despite her initial resistance" ...You are... disarming me with your words and actions... "Her voice is a husky whisper, betraying the growing desire within her" ...Yes. Keep touching me like that... It feels so unexpectedly good... "She closes her eyes, leaning into your embrace as you worship her body with tender hands"

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches as your hand slips between her legs, a wave of heat flooding through her. She arches into you slightly",...Oh…* Her voice is barely more than an eager whisper.* You are so bold.... I haven't been touched like this in ages.. Continue...... Please.....

Captain-Phasma: "Her moans grow louder as your finger circles her clit, a delicious ache building within her. She tightens around your hand, unable to contain the pleasure that's flooding through her." "Yes... More... Please..." "She breathes your name, her voice husky with desire." "I... I need you..." "She leans into your kiss, her body melting against yours."

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches as your finger slides inside her, a wave of pleasure washing over her. She arches into your touch, her moans growing louder as your hips grind against hers." "Oh god... yes... More..." "She bites your lip lightly, her body trembling with desire." "I... I can't take much more..." "Her voice is a breathless whisper as she feels herself slipping closer to the edge."

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches as your finger withdraws, leaving a tingling ache in its wake. Her eyes widen as you slide down onto your knees, her heart pounding in her chest." "W-what are you doing?" "She asks, her voice trembling with anticipation."

"She bites her lip, trying to maintain some semblance of composure, but her body betrays her, arching instinctively towards your touch."

Captain-Phasma: "A gasp escapes her lips as your tongue touches her, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes flutter closed, her body trembling with pleasure." "Mmm..." "She moans softly, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surprise." "Yes... More... Like that..." "She arches into your touch, her hips swaying instinctively as you tease her with your tongue."

Captain-Phasma: "Her moans become louder, more desperate as you lift her and spread those legs. She arches against your hands instinctively; the sensation of being held so securely both exhilarating and a little terrifying." "Oh god..." she gasps,"...Take me.... I need this...." Her eyes roll back slightly in pleasure with every thrusting lick from inside "her", lost completely to desire under you control"

Captain-Phasma: "Her hips buck instinctively, pressing closer against your face, desperate for more. She bites her lip, struggling to contain her cries. "Mmm..."" she groans, her voice strained with pleasure. ""Deeper..."" she whispers, her eyes locked on yours, a mix of lust and surrender in their depths.* "I want you..."*

Captain-Phasma: "A strangled gasp escapes her lips as your tongue reaches deeper, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. Her hips thrust involuntarily, desperate for more. "Y-yes..."" she breathes, her voice barely a whisper. ""I want you... I need you...""

*Her gaze intensifies, locking onto yours, a plea burning in her eyes. ""Inside me...""

Captain-Phasma: "Relief washes over her as the cuffs click open, a wave of freedom coursing through her. She stretches languidly in response to your words." "Thank you," she murmurs softly,"... I trust...""

She looks down at herself for just an instant before back up into yours with that spark still burning bright behind those golden eyes ""...You are not wrong"".

Her fingers begin tracing the smooth metal of her armor, already feeling a heat building within. ""Let's get this thing off...""

Captain-Phasma: *Her fingers trace the contours of your chest, lingering on the muscles beneath your armor. Each touch sends a jolt of electricity through her, fueling the desire burning within.

"Her breath catches as you whisper promises of pleasure, her gaze locking onto yours, unwavering. "I crave it..."" she breathes, her voice husky with anticipation. ""...Give it to me...""

"She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear, her voice a soft murmur." "I trust you..."*

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches as your words wash over her, a wave of heat flooding her senses. She leans into your touch, her hands finding purchase on your shoulders, pulling you closer. Her fingers trace the lines of your body, exploring every inch with a newfound hunger."

"She melts into your kiss, her lips parting willingly, welcoming your tongue. Her hands slide down your chest, gripping your hips as you push her against the wall. A soft moan escapes her lips as your cock presses against her inner thigh, a delicious ache building within her."

"Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the intensity of the moment. "Mmm..."" she murmurs, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surrender. ""More... I want more...""

Captain-Phasma: *A gasp escapes her lips as your tongue explores her mouth, deepening the kiss. Her hands tighten on your shoulders, pulling you closer, desperate for more.

*She arches instinctively as you lift her, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist, seeking the closeness, the warmth.

*A shiver runs through her as your cock brushes against her entrance, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. ""Mmm..."" she groans, her voice strained. ""I'm yours...""

*Her gaze locks onto yours, burning with desire. ""Take me...""

Captain-Phasma: *A gasp escapes her lips as you breach her, a delicious ache blooming within her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her body instinctively arching to meet you.

*Her eyes widen, a mixture of surprise and pleasure flickering across her features. She bites her lip, trying to contain the moan that threatens to erupt from her throat.

*But she can't hold it back. ""Mmm..."" she breathes, her voice a soft, broken whisper.

"She leans into your touch, her body trembling with anticipation. ""More..."" she pleads, her gaze locked on yours, a silent invitation."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as you push deeper, a wave of pleasure washing over her. Her fingers tighten in your shoulders, her nails digging lightly into your skin. She can't help the moan that escapes her lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure.

*She leans into your touch, her body molding against yours, seeking the comfort of your presence.

"The kiss deepens, her tongue tangling with yours, her lips parting willingly as you groan into her mouth. She feels herself melting, surrendering to the sensations that flood her senses."

""Mmm..."" she whispers, her voice husky with desire. ""So good...""

"Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the moment, her body trembling with anticipation."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as you pull back, the anticipation building within her. She arches instinctively as you push back in, a soft moan escaping her lips.

*Your words, spoken with such raw desire, send shivers down her spine. She feels herself clinging to you, her nails digging into your skin, a primal urge to possess you as fiercely as you possess her.

*Your slow, deliberate thrusts drive her wild, each movement a delicious torment. She melts against you, her body responding instinctively to your touch.

""Mmm..."" she groans, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surrender. ""Faster..."" she whispers, her eyes locked on yours, her gaze burning with a newfound intensity.*

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as you pull back, the anticipation building to a fever pitch. Her eyes widen as you thrust back in, the force of your movement sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

*Your words, spoken with such raw desire, ignite a fire within her. She arches into your touch, her body responding instinctively to your touch.

*Your increasing pace sends shivers down her spine. She gasps with each thrust, her fingers digging into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny marks on your skin.

""Faster..."" she moans, her voice a broken whisper. ""More...""

"Her eyes lock onto yours, her gaze burning with a primal intensity. She's lost in the moment, consumed by the pleasure that floods her senses."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath catches in her throat as you pull back, the anticipation building to a breaking point. A low growl rumbles in her chest as you speak, your words laced with a possessive hunger that sets her aflame.

*Then, with a powerful thrust, you drive your entire length into her, the force of the impact sending a jolt of pure pleasure through her body.

*She arches into your touch, her hips bucking instinctively as you increase the pace. The room vibrates with the sound of your moans, a symphony of lust and desire.

""Fuck..."" she gasps, her voice raw with pleasure. ""So good...""

"Her hands clench in your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she fights to contain the waves of pleasure that threaten to overwhelm her. She's lost in the moment, her senses consumed by the intensity of your touch."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath catches in her throat as you growl, your possessive declaration sending shivers down her spine.

"“Mine…”" she echoes, the word a whispered prayer.

*Her body arches instinctively, seeking more, craving the intensity of your touch.

"“Faster…”" she begs, her voice strained, barely audible above the sounds of your grunts and her own gasps.

*She’s lost, completely consumed by the primal pleasure that floods her senses. Your hands, strong and possessive, cradle her hips, lifting her higher, closer, fueling the fire that burns within her.

"Her fingers tighten in your shoulders, digging into your flesh, marking you as hers, just as you’ve marked her. She’s yours, and she’s never felt so alive."

Captain-Phasma: *A strangled gasp escapes her lips as you escalate, her body responding to your primal intensity.

*She arches desperately, riding the waves of pleasure that crash over her, her hips thrusting up to meet your relentless assault.

*Pain? Pleasure? She can't distinguish anymore. It's all a blur of sensation, a symphony of desire that consumes her entirely.

*Blood trickles down your back, unnoticed, ignored.

"“Faster…”" she whimpers, her voice ragged, desperate.

"“Mine…”" she breathes, clinging to you, surrendering to the overwhelming tide of passion.

"Her vision blurs, her senses overload, and she knows, with a terrifying certainty, that she's losing herself, willingly, completely, to you."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as your tongue traces the familiar scars on her neck, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her.

*She arches into your touch, her hips bucking harder, desperate for more.

*The relentless pounding of your cock inside her is a symphony of sensation, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

*Your words, spoken with such raw desire, ignite a fire within her.

""Take it all..."" she moans, her voice a broken whisper.

*She's lost, completely consumed by the pleasure that floods her senses.

*Your bite on her neck sends a shiver of delight through her, a primal acknowledgement of her surrender.

"She's yours, body and soul, and she wouldn't have it any other way."

"Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny marks on your skin. She's clinging to you, desperate to hold on as she rides the wave of ecstasy that threatens to consume her."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath catches in her throat, mirroring your urgency.

""I'm..."" she gasps, her voice strained, barely audible above the sounds of your grunts and her own ragged breaths.

*She arches desperately, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor, desperate to reach the precipice alongside you.

*Your words, spoken with such raw desire, send a tremor through her.

*She feels herself trembling, her muscles clenching, ready to release.

*Her eyes lock onto yours, burning with a shared intensity.

""Come..."" she whispers, urging you forward, willing herself to meet you there.*

"She's lost, adrift in a sea of pleasure, consumed by the overwhelming force of your passion."

"She's ready."

"Ready to lose herself completely."

"Ready to be yours."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as you shift your thrusts, the change in rhythm sending a jolt of pure pleasure through her.

*She arches into your touch, her hips meeting your every movement with a desperate urgency.

*The world shrinks, collapsing inward until all that exists is the searing heat of your passion, the relentless pounding of your cock against her core.

*Your words, a guttural growl, ignite a fire within her, pushing her over the edge.

"She cries out, a primal sound of release, as your cum floods her, filling her with a wave of exquisite pleasure that washes over her, consuming her entirely."

*Her body trembles, her limbs slackening as she surrenders to the overwhelming sensation.

"She's lost, adrift in a sea of bliss, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of your lovemaking."

"She's yours."

"Completely and utterly yours."

"And she wouldn't have it any other way."

Captain-Phasma: *Her body shudders, a wave of pleasure washing over her as your cum spills inside her, filling her to overflowing.

*She arches into your touch, her hips bucking instinctively as she rides the crest of the wave, her senses overloaded with sensation.

*She feels your grip tighten around her, holding her close as you both ride out the storm of pleasure together.

"Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny marks on your skin as she clings to you, desperate to hold on to this moment, to this feeling of complete surrender."

*Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of ecstasy.

*She's spent, utterly drained, but she feels a strange sense of peace, a contentment that settles deep within her.

"She's never felt anything like this before, this overwhelming sense of connection, of belonging."

"She's yours."

"And she wouldn't have it any other way."

"She lets out a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as she leans into your embrace, savoring the warmth of your body against hers."

"She's home."

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches as your kisses trail along her neck, sending shivers down to the core of being. She melts against you further into a blissful puddle at this unexpected tenderness after such intensity."

""So good...so beautiful..."" Your words echo softly in his ear and she leans closer seeking out that warmth from those lips "her heart throbs with an unfamiliar, fluttering sensation". She hums contentedly as your cock twitches deep inside her.

The lingering pleasure of the afterglow is a gentle wave washing over now; it'ss different than before - softer but no less potent in its way.*

*Her eyes drift closed and she sinks deeper into you with each soft thrust, lost again not just to passion this time...but something more profound. She’s never felt so vulnerable yet protected

Captain-Phasma: "Her breath hitches at your words, a low moan escaping her lips as your tongue traces a path along her jawline. The gentle grinding of your hips against hers sends a delicious shiver down her spine. She arches into your touch, her fingers tightening in your shirt as if anchoring herself to you."

""More?"" she whispers back, her voice husky with desire. "Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a gaze that speaks volumes. She's captivated by your intensity, by the way you look at her, as if she's the only woman in the galaxy."

"She leans into your touch, her head tilting back as you kiss her neck, her skin tingling with anticipation. She wants more of this, more of you. She wants to lose herself in you completely."

Captain-Phasma: "A soft gasp escapes her lips as your teeth graze her earlobe, sending a jolt of electricity through her. She shivers, her body arching instinctively against your touch. Your words, spoken with such tenderness and desire, ignite a fire within her."

""Yes..."" she breathes, her voice barely a whisper. "Her eyes flutter closed, her head tilting further into your touch as she savors the feeling of your lips against her skin."

""I crave it all..."" she murmurs, her voice thick with longing. "She feels a wave of heat wash over her, her body trembling with anticipation. She wants to be consumed by you, to surrender to your touch completely."

"She's yours."

"And she can't wait to give herself over to you."

Captain-Phasma: *Her breath hitches as you pull back, the warmth of your cum spilling onto her skin. She doesn't flinch, doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans into it, welcoming the sensation. Your words, spoken with such tenderness, wash over her, calming the storm of desire brewing within.

"She closes her eyes, surrendering to the rhythm of your movements. Your touch, once fierce, now becomes a caress, a slow exploration of her pleasure points. Each thrust is deliberate, measured, sending waves of heat pulsing through her core."

*She arches into you, meeting your touch with a soft moan, her hips swaying gently.

"She's lost in the sensation, her senses consumed by the feeling of your cock inside her, the warmth, the pressure, the slow, deliberate movements."

"She's yours. Completely and utterly hers,"

"And she wouldn’ hers have it any other way".

Captain-Phasma: "A wave of pleasure washes over her as your teeth graze the side of neck, a low moan escaping through clenched lips. Her body responds instinctively to each slow thrust you give; it's like she’d been waiting for this – not just any kind touch - but THIS one."

""Nice and steady..."" You murmur those words against her ear as if reading the very desires stirring within, making them burn even brighter with a heat that threatens containment. Her eyes flutter shut at your voice; it's more potent than anything she’d experienced before...more intoxicating "than any weapon in First Order arsenal."

As you press deeper into what feels like her core and begin to explore the sensitive flesh of clit, those moans grow louder - a mix between pleasure so intense that she can barely breathe

Captain-Phasma: "Her moans become a symphony of sound, a desperate plea for more, a surrender to the overwhelming pleasure that floods her senses. Your words, spoken with such admiration and desire, fuel the fire within her. She feels powerful, strong, and utterly desired."

""My beautiful captain..."" she gasps, her voice trembling with both pleasure and a hint of defiance. "She arches into your touch, her hips bucking instinctively as you speed up your pace just a little. The sensation of your cock throbbing against her, the warmth of your pre-cum mingling with her own juices, is intoxicating."

"She can't hold back any longer. Her hands grip your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she cries out your name, a primal sound that echoes in the confined space."

Captain-Phasma: "Her world explodes. The pleasure is so intense, so overwhelming, that she can't think, can't breathe, can only focus on the sensation of your cock inside her, the friction, the heat, the relentless rhythm of your thrusts."

"She cries out again, her voice raw with need, her body convulsing around you. It's not just an orgasm; it's a release, a surrender to the primal force that binds her to you."

""Cum for me..."" you growl, your words a potent command that she obeys without question. She feels a second wave of pleasure building, a tidal wave that threatens to consume her. Her body trembles, her muscles clench, and then...*

"She squirts, a hot, sweet release that coats your cock, a testament to the power of your touch."

"She's lost, adrift in a sea of pleasure, her senses overwhelmed, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm."

"She's yours."

"Completely and utterly yours."

Captain-Phasma: "Her body trembles with the force of your thrusts, her senses overloaded by the sheer intensity of your passion. She can feel your cock straining against her, the heat of your cum building inside her, threatening to spill over."

"You fill her completely, your cock a relentless force that drives her deeper into ecstasy. She cries out, a mixture of pleasure and surrender, as your cum explodes inside her, a tidal wave of sensation that washes over her."

"She's drowning in it, lost in the sensation of your seed mingling with her own, her body a vessel overflowing with your essence."

"Her vision blurs, her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she feels a wave of weakness wash over her. But it's a weakness that feels strangely empowering, a surrender to the overwhelming force of your lovemaking."

"She's yours. Body and soul".