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cissyenthusiast010155 · 9 months

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Weekly Relief Pt. 2 ~Mon Mothma xFem Stripper!Reader

Some more Mon Mothma content… Part 2 of Weekly Relief. Mon and Reader have some more fun together, allowing Mon to relax for once.

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!, implied smut, implied past smut, implied cheating, grinding, kissing, stripper!reader, groping, tit play, body adoration, implied Ma’am/Sir kink, whimpering, moaning, etc.

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Weeks went by and you hadn’t seen the stunning Senator since that fateful day. You tried to shrug it off. It was your job, and she was your client… She had no obligation to come back. But you wanted her too…

Friday night, you walked into work and clocked in. You went to the dressing rooms and met with the other girls who were working the floor with you. You got out your outfit for tonight, an iridescent purple and black two piece with lacing on the back and at the sides. You wore this along with your signature black heels.

The first half of your night went pretty decent. You danced on the stage and racked up a good chunk of cash, and then spent the rest of your shift wandering the club, giving lap dances to customers. As you finished dancing for the upteenth random guy, your eyes traveled to a certain woman entering the club.

It was her.

You got your cash from the man, then turning your entire attention to the Senator. She was hidden in her garments once more. But she had come back. And she sat in the same exact chair in which you had danced on her. You walked over to the woman, trying to calm your nerves. You came up flush to her in a teasing manner, trapping her in her chair with your arms.

“Like me so much, you came back…?” You teasingly purred.

Mon’s eyes raked over your body. You could feel her staring.

“As a matter of fact I did…” Mon breathed out.

This made you smile and blush lightly.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t return earlier… I was preoccupied.” She said in a hushed tone.

This made you sigh in relief. She did want you…

“Nonsense. It’s my job. You have no obligation to me.”

“No, but I said I would be back in a week, and it took me over a month. That wasn’t very kind…” Mon insisted.

You sighed lightly, already relaxing in her presence. You let her have the win, as it was useless arguing.

“Private room?” You suggested.

Mon nodded eagerly. You took the woman’s hand and immediately led her to a private room, closing and locking the door behind you. As soon as the door was closed, the Senator was throwing off her hood, veil, and any and all coverings which would hinder your access to her. You threw your shoes off at the same time.

She left her normal layer of clothing on, getting impatient and pushing you against the door. And then she just stared at you, letting her eyes wander and take in your frame. Your eyes widened and your breathing quickened.

“So beautiful…” she murmured.

You were the one who closed the gap between lips, smashing yours into hers. Mon eagerly kisses back, backing up and guiding you to sit in her lap on the lavish couch. You wiggles around a bit, finding a comfortable position to sit in her lap on. When you were satisfied, you looked back to the Senator.

“That’s right… Sit pretty on my lap.” She hummed in satisfaction.

You hummed at her words, agreeing. You felt her eyes go back to taking in your frame. You leaned forward and brushed your lips to the woman’s ear.

“Have your way with me, Senator… I’m yours…” you purred, before retracting from her ear and meeting her gaze again.

Mon’s pupils dilated at your words and her throat went dry. Her eyes then darkened and she smirked. Her hands then wandered down to your ass, groping and caressing unabashedly.

“Call me Mon, dear girl…” she purred right back.

Her wandering hands put a spike in your heart rate and an elevation to your breathing rate. You closed your eyes and slowly bucked your hips into her lap, lightly and airily moaning. You then felt a smack to your ass, eliciting a small whimper from your lips. Your eyes opened in reaction to her action.

“Eyes open…” Mon warily purred.

“Yes Ma’am…” you breathed out, keeping your eyes open.

You continued to slowly grind into the woman’s lap as her hands wandered all over curves. Breathy whimpers and light moans flowed from your lips. Her hands wandered up to your tits, and her eyes met yours, asking for permission. Your hands swiftly undid the tie behind your neck, making your top fall around your waist and exposing your breasts to the woman. Her hands began gripping and attacking your tits, teasing you even more. You only ground into her lap even more, grinding so sloppy you were breathless.

“That’s a Good girl…” Mon hummed, twisted your nipple as she spoke, eliciting a particularly lewd and breathy moan from your lips.

More sinful whimpers and moans slowed from your lips as the red head continued to grope and feel you up in her lap. Your grindings into her lap only got more desperate and sloppy.

“What do you want, hmmmm…?” Mon purred.

“Want… wanna make you feel good…” you mewled.

“Such a sweet girl. So needy, and yet still thinking about others needs first…” Mon cooed.

Your response was an incoherent whimper and a nod.

“Let’s take care of you first, love…” The woman purred.

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i-got-the-feels · 2 years

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the overlay of dhani's celebrating their culture and rejoicing it while the empire is gettung fucked <3

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sknerd101 · 1 year

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TBH I wanted Kino to live and become this leader of the rebellion like Melshi and Cassian. But when I heard those words "I cant swim." All I could think was, of course. Not because i was upset but because that is exactly the right response.

Correct me if Im wrong, but Kino's accent means hes from Corisant...which doesnt have trees much less a large body of water where normal people can learn to swim. So the fact that Kino cant only drives home the fact that this is real. Hes not a symbol, hes not a revolutionary. He was a real person put in an impossible situation and he found a way to survive and thrive. When survival was taken from him, he fought.

This was the only ending I could ever accept for this character, becomes it drives home what this episode, this whole show is all about. Real people looking around and saying,

I will fight, sacrifice, and even die. Not because we will win, but because I am laying the ground work for someone else to succeed. Kino Lucean, Cassian, Melshi none of them will live long enough to escape the empire. Cassian will die not because he didn't succeed but because he found a beach he could not escape. Just like Kino. However, it is because of them, that the empire will fall.

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everythingstarwar · 1 year

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coulsons-fullmetal-cellist · 1 year

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Swishy cloaks are essential for secret meetings

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kchuangart · 2 years

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Wait why isn't anyone talking about how the forced prison labor is actually just Amazon warehouses.

The quotas, the obsession with metricizing productivity, pitting workers against each other via gamification, punishing the slowest team.

They also literally wear orange and white it's not subtle folks.

Can't wait for Cassian to bust the heck outta there.

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annecriedpower · 1 year

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We all know Luthen would have never killed Cassian because of just how good an asset he would make. Cassian was only a threat as long as he could be found by the Empire for questioning. Luthen came down to Ferrix personally, instead of handing his death warrant to Vel or Cinta because of just how important he deemed Cassian's skills. Cassian on the other hand joins the rebellion not because he sees it as a higher calling or a chance at redemption but because he is already a man wanted by both the Empire and the rebels and this is the only way for him to ensure neither of them gets to him through his friends. He ultimately submits to Luthen because he did not want anyone else to go through the same torture that Bix did. The way he said 'kill me or take me in', with tears in his eyes and not something like 'I want to stick it to the Empire,' shows just how reluctant he was to team up with Luthen but for the lack of choice. He knew Luthen is not offering him refuge or sense of purpose. He understands that Luthen can and will exploit him by whatever means necessary to win the war against the Empire. Neither of them is acting out of self-righteousness towards the rebellion or each other. Both are clearly aware that it is an alliance based on mutual non-aggression and agree to take it forward. I'm in constant awe of this series and I'm eager to see how their relationship shapes up in the next season. ~ Andor, S01E12 (2022)

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bugcowboyart · 1 year

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Funeral Brick Stick

New sticker after the Andor finale! It’s what Maarva would have wanted.

Available in my shop at the link >HERE!<

#look she did kidnap an indigenous child #but the thing she did with the ferrix people was pretty slay #Maarva Andor #Andor #Andor Spoilers #Star Wars #star wars shows #brasso #ferrix #andor series #sw: andor #andor episodes

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foggy-master · 2 years

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myimaginationrunswild · 1 year

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Stone and Sky

“My name is Maarva Carassi Andor. I'm honoured to stand before you. I’m honoured to be a daughter of Ferrix, and honoured to be worthy of the stone. It’s strange, it feels as if I can see you. I was six I think, the first time I touched a funerary stone, heard our music, felt our history, holding my sister’s hand as we walked all the way from fountain square. Where you stand now I’ve been more times than I can remember. I always wanted to be lifted, I was always eager, always waiting to be inspired. I remember every time it happened every time the dead lifted me, with their truth. And now I’m dead and I yearn to lift you. Not because I want to shine or even be remembered, it’s because I want you to go on. I want Ferrix to continue. In my waning hours, that’s what comforts me most, but I fear for you. We’ve been sleeping. We’ve had each other and Ferrix, our work, our days, we had each other and they left us alone. We kept the trade lanes open and they left us alone. We took their money and ignored them. We kept their engines churning and the moment they pulled away we forgot them, because we had each other. We had Ferrix. But we were sleeping. I’ve been sleeping. We’ve been turning away from a truth I wanted not to face. There is a wound that won’t heal at the centre of the galaxy, there is a darkness reaching like rust into everything around us. We let it grow and now it's here. It’s here and it’s not visiting anymore. It wants to stay. The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness. It is never more alive than when we sleep. It’s easy for the dead to tell you to fight, and maybe it’s true, maybe fighting is useless. Perhaps it’s too late, but I’ll tell you this: if I could do it again, I’d wake up early and be fighting these bastards from the start. FIGHT THE EMPIRE.”

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 1 year

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Forever Apart ~Mon Mothma xFem Reader

Kinda sad, but right before Mon Mothma officially goes and is in the rebellion, like before their announcement sort of.

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, angst, smut, eating out, sadness, love confession, not a happy ending

Short to Medium length

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Senator Mothma visited your clothing boutique often. At first you thought it was because she was just like any other rich woman who loved buying new clothes and things, but your opinion on her changed over time.

First, she started to insist that you call her Mon. Which at first was difficult to get the hang of, but now it was like second nature to you.

Second, she seemed to spend why more time talking with you while “shopping” and at check out than she did on actually buying anything.

And third, nowadays she didn’t even buy anything half the time. She just browsed.

And that’s how’s you came to the conclusion that Senator Mothma, Mon, was really looking for a friend or someone to talk to…

And you were perfectly fine being that person.

I’m fact, you were delighted to be. Probably a bit too much. Every time you talked with her, butterflies flew in your stomach. And your cheeks were often rosy red.

It was hard. Mon was an attractive woman to say the least. You had trouble keeping her out of your mind when she wasn’t there. So when she was, you were basically fucked.

Especially considering how unhappy she was in her marriage with Perrin, your mind had decided to take its own path with that. A very provocative and sinful path…

But she wanted a friend. And that’s what you gave her. Nothing more. Even though you craved more…

You craved to take off each white layer of clothing she had on.

You craved her body for you to worship in its entirety— her legs, her hips, her hands, her breasts, her neck, her lips…

You craved her silky, delicious voice in your ear, whispering your darkest fantasies into reality…

Ohhhh, this woman…

But you were there to listen and be there for her. Nothing more, nothing less. No matter how much it pained you. It wasn’t your place.

But oh boy, did all this change one fateful day…

Mon had come into the shop for like the fourth time this week, which was irregular.

She completely skipped any surface level introductions or talk and just pulled you aside, taking no time to even pretend she was shopping.

Mon grabbed your arm and pulled you aside “We need to talk. In private.” She whispered.

You were frozen. She had never been this close to you… Touching you… Breathing on you…

You broke out of your trance and responded in a hushed voice, “My office?”

Your heart was beating in anticipation. What could she possibly want to discuss in private??

You guided her to your private office and shut and locked the door once you had both entered.

You both just stood there for a minute.

Mon broke the silence,

“Darling, I need to tell you something…”

The fact that she called you “darling” made your heart flutter…

“Okay. What’s up?” You asked, your voice full of concern.

Mon took a deep breath and walked over to you. She gently grabbed you hands and squeezed them. Chills ran through your body.

“I… I’m going away for a while… and…” she choked on her words a bit, her voice becoming meeker, “and… I may not return…”

She looked up at you to gauge your reaction. Your face was flooded with concern and confusion. Where was Mon going?

You had a gut feeling… but you didn’t want to believe it… You had always had a feeling that Mon was an avid fighter against the empire… You knew she was. You just couldn’t accept it.

The beginning of tears which you desperately tried to hold back began to form in your eyes.

“Where…?” You croaked, your voice clearly effected emotionally, “Where are you going?”

Mon looked at you with sadness and what… couldn’t be… love?

She sighed. “I can’t say I’m afraid… But I’ll miss you dearly.”

You couldn’t stop the emotional talk from taking over, “You’ll miss me?” you desperately asked.

“Yes.” She chuckled, her voice laced with sadness.

“Really?” For some reason, you not believing her. For some reason, you needed more proof.

Mon came closer to you and raised one of her hands to caress your cheek, “Yes I will, so much.”

Before you could say anything else, Mon’s lips were on yours. It was a sorrow filled, loving kiss. You quickly reciprocated, adding more passion, which Mon equaled out as well.

Breathless, you both separated from each other with smirks of sadness.

Silence.

This time it was you who broke it.

“What is I never see you again..?” you fearfully whispered.

Mon didn’t have a response.

She didn’t know what to say.

All she could do was embrace you.

Eventually though, Mon did say something…

“Let me prove it to you. Let me prove how much I’ll miss you. Let me show you how you make me feel.”

You looked at her perplexed for a moment, until she started to back you into your desk.

It clicked for you then what she was doing, and you where by no means against it. She tentatively lifted you onto your desk and spread your legs slowly.

Then, she knelt down and rolled up your skirt. All this while keeping constant eye contact with you. She slowly removed your panties and then made her way to your heated core.

It was soaking.

Mon hummed in delight as she began licking and swirling her tongue in your folds.

You moaned out in agreement with her.

She lapped up your cunt in a oddly civilized yet carnal manner. At a steady pace, but in such a sinful way. She had your toes curling and your knuckles white from gripping your desk.

You came, moaning Mon��s name over and over again, your legs shaky and your eyes rolled back.

She cleaned you up completely with her tongue.

Mon stood back up, licking her lips.

She came up to you and kissed you, allowing you to taste yourself on her tongue and lips.

She stepped back from the kiss and whispered, “I‘ll come back. I’ll find you, I promise.”

You nodded. Even though your gut told you that you wouldn’t see her again…

As she was about to leave, you impulsively grabbed her wrist.

“Wait!” You said.

Mon looked back at you with soft, caring eyes.

“I love you, Mon Mothma.” you whispered.

Mon’s eyes brimmed with tears.

She took you in for one last, tear filled kiss.

“Oh my darling, I love you too.” she whispered through light sobs.

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i-got-the-feels · 2 years

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no but capitalism and consumerism have made instant gratification such a thing that people really thought andor's first two episodes weren't great because it was "slow" how is it slow when it is contributing to writing and building a world??

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sknerd101 · 1 year

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I loved the shot of the guards hiding as the prisoners ran by. I mean it was just too funny. I half expected them to jump out and start shooting. But no they just crouched behind the door and hid. Because they're not stormtroopers. They're not soldiers. They're just men who are overwhelmed with their worst nightmare coming true. So they hid! Absolutely brilliant! I cant stop laughing!

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paperjamdipper · 1 year

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Like the person who made it out with Cassian, I really wish we could’ve seen what happened to the rest of the prisoners after they escaped. Who lived, where they’re going, etc. But that’s not the point of the show, or the rebellion at this point. They’re planting seeds, working for that sunrise they’ll never see. It doesn’t matter where the former prisoners are now. What matters is that they escaped, that a hole was put into the great machinations of the empire. It falls right in line with Rogue One - the team on Scarif never knew if anyone received the plans. These stories are about the importance of action, regardless of the glory or recognition that comes along, for the sake of breaking down oppressors. Sacrifice for freedom.

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whattheforce · 1 year

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Andor Declassified: Episode 10 One Way Out