(A/N) This is part two! Enjoy lol.
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Kylo- It was night time, and you were reading your favorite book. You were really into it, and you wanted to do nothing else. You had some of your favorite food to snack on, laying on the couch, with your pet sitting in your lap, along with the fire place going.

There was absolutely nothing else you wanted to do.

You wanted to read every etch and sketch in the book, every crook and nanny you were so into it. Your eyes searched the crisp pages for more detail, for more action, and maybe a bit of romance.

You ate faster, as you reached the end of the book, with much anticipation, wanting, no, begging to know more.

You reached the end of the book.

But the author left you with a cliff hanger.

And the sequel didn't come out until next year.

So you threw the book across the room in rage!

Your pet's head lifted up from shock to see what the noise was. It looked at the book, looked at you, then laid it's head back down on your lap.

You were furiated. You crossed your arms, and thought about what you should do.

So you decided to go on SpaceUmblr to see any Fanfiction was written for a sequel. You scrolled through the site, searching for any signs of fanfiction.

Yet you come across none.

You curse quite loudly, slamming the laptop monitor down.

"What's wrong with you?" Came a voice from behind you.

You turned around, and saw your boyfriend, Kylo-Ren.

"I just finished my book," you huffed, crossing your arms, "And the author left a cliff hanger."

"Awe, I'm sorry baby, " he said, coming over to you, sitting next to you on the couch. "Mind if I make it up to you?"

You got a bit curious.

"What cha mean?"

He shrugged innocently. "I dunno... anything really." His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to his warm body. His hand slipped under your shirt, crawling up your back. His hand roamed your back, a smirk crawling at the tip of his lips.

"Wearing no bra, are we?" He asked you.

You but your lip. "Uh.... I'm not. I certainly hope you're not. "

Kylo chuckled, "Why aren't you?"

"'Cause I thought I was staying home alone today, and you weren't coming home until tomorrow..." you paused to think for a moment. Wasn't he supposed to be at the Base? "Say, why are you home early?"

"Well, I guess I just wanted to see you. And clearly I'm satisfied," he said seductively, his lips lingering against your cheek, his lips tracing down to your neck, leaving a small love bite.

Suddenly, your instincts came in, and you backhanded him.

"I'M ANGRY AT MY BOOK, AND YOU JUST WALTZ IN HERE, PRETENDING EVERYTHING IS FINE?!" You shout, having an emotional breakdown, since Kylo didn't understand your feelings with books.

"Jeez I'm sorry-"

"UGH."

After picking up your book and hugging it, you walk out of the living room and slam your bedroom door.

Luke- You have never seen Luke look so guilty before.

You had just gotten out of the shower, and you were getting dressed.

You and Luke have been living together for over a few years now, so you were used to seeing each other get dressed in the same room. You would sometimes glance at him, and he would do the same. So it wasn't really awkward.

So you were getting dressed casually in your guy's room. Luke was laying down on the bed, reading a Jedi Illistrated magazine, while you were getting dressed off to the side.

However, out of the corner of your eye, you could see Luke eyeing you. No, he was checking you out.

You quickly slid on your pants, and just as you started to put your bra on, you could've sworn you saw him bite his lip.

You shook your head, pretending it was nothing, and clipped your bra on.

"Mind if I help you with anything?"

It was Luke.

He got up from the bed, and moved over to you so quickly and quietly, it kind of startled you.

"Yes... I do mind..." You awkwardly put. Luke wasn't exactly the perverted type, but he did have his moments.

This was definitely one of them.

"You sure?" He asked innocently, sliding his strangely smooth hands onto your bare sides.

You tried to change the subject. "What kind of lotion do you use? Your hands are extremely soft."

"Some lotion from Bath-and-Body-Something," he mumbled, resting his lips onto your bare shoulder.

You nodded, hoping Luke wouldn't go any further, cause all you wanted to do today was relax.

"Can I put my shirt on now?" You asked, being very annoyed.

"Not yet," he said, his voice muffled, since his lips were currently on your body, the most precious thing he owned.

His lips traced down to your back, then pulled back to see your bra strap.

"Luke..."

"What? I thought you'd enjoy this," he seductively suggested.

"But I just wanna relax..."

"Awe please?" He begged, his fingers already undoing your bra.

"Luke, no, please." You shot him a nasty glare, that could scare even the most fiercest people away.

"Alright, alright, fine. I'll leave you alone to your dumb relaxing."

"Thank you."

Obi-Wan-    You had just gotten home from volunteering at the medical wing in Coruscant, and you weren't feeling your best. After giving sick people their needs, you felt like you needed your own peace of mind.

You laid your bags on the floor in front of your bed, and you went to the vanity to fix your raggedy hair.

You sat down on the stool, and started brushing your hair, while looking in the mirror.

You got lost into a deep thought, when you didn't notice Obi-Wan come up behind you.

"Hey there darling," he said sweetly.

You smiled, and looked at him through the mirror. "Hey Obi."

Wait a minute, you thought, why is he shirtless?

Usually he was wearing something. But this time, he wasn't. He's a very attractive man, and even more attractive without a shirt.

You giggled at your thoughts.

Obi-Wan smiled, "What is it love?"

"Oh nothing."

"You sure?"

You nodded, your eyes tracing down to his shorts. Which were low. Below his waist line. What was he trying to do?

"How did you like volunteering at the medical bay, love?" He asked, his hands slowly going down to your waist.

"It was nice, it gave me something to do."

"That's good love. I'm glad you liked it," he simply said. 

He was acting rather strange. What was going on with him? 

Wait. You knew what was wrong. He didn't usually do this... But when he was needy... He's needy. 

"Obi-Wan..."

"Hmm?"

His hands went to the bottom of your shirt, and started to slowly peel it off.

Like lightening, you shot up, and moved away from him, going to the bathroom.

"I uh.... Got to go..." You awkwardly said, moving your way to the bathroom, trying to "hint" that you were in your "period". It usually works for him, so you figured you could just slip out.

He shook his head, "Alright, whatever. Go attend to your lady things, and I'll go... attend to my man stuff... I suppose?" He laughed, going to the living room.

Poe-      You loved your boyfriend. Honestly, you really really do. But sometimes... he got... a little too... needy...

Like today for example.

You were playing with your guy's pet in the livingroom, admiring the animal's cuteness.

"Go get it!" You squealed, giggling, as you threw the toy for your animal to chase after.

He ran after the toy, chasing and pawing at it around the house.

You felt something brush up behind you, so you only thought it was your pet.

On the other hand, it wasn't him, it was Poe Dameron, your amazing boyfriend.

"Hey!" You smiled, giggling, obviously in a very happy and excited mood.

"Enjoying some time with him?" He asked, smiling at you, as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Yes, I love playing with him." you glanced back at your pet, who was sitting and waiting for you to hurry up and stop talking.

"Well that's great," he chuckled. But there was something else that was on his mind.

"What's on your mind?" You asked, titling your head, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Its just... we hardly have any us time. With General Leia wanting us to work on this new project all the time, and you have to go help the Squires... "

You nodded, biting your lip, knowing you guys hardly had any time at all.

"I know, I know," you sighed, "Its just... what will we do if we have any time? We don't have much..."

"We have each other."

"Yeah..."

Wait. He was hinting at something. You knew it.

"What are you saying...?"

"I think you know."

His hands traveled to your waist, his fingers curling under your skirt you were wearing, sliding over to the button.

You slapped his hand, which made him yank it back.

"Hey!" He shouted, pouting. What's wrong?"

"I think," you said, picking up your pet. "You need to visit someone else," you smiled, handing him the house pet.