P o e D a m e r o n

Commander of The Resistance Starfighter Corps. Proud to serve the Resistance alongside @OfBlueSquadron to bring The First Order to hell. [SWRP] [#Raptyde]

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❝We are the spark that will light the fire that will burn the First Order down.❝

♠Reviving Account
♠Seeking for SL's
♠Ships with Tallie Lintra or Chem
♠Descriptive
♠Mature Content
♠RT's would be appreciated.

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Isn’t it the good ol’ Rey the Padawan?

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“Merry Christmas, my favorite Pilot.”

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@OfBlueSquadron The way Tallie kissing him again and again made him know that she did mean that she missed him. They were in public but to the hell with that, he missed her as much.

Poe steered her to pin her against the wall as he kissed her with more passion, hands resting on her hips.

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Breathe in. Stay calm.

"Hey Tal. Did you miss me?"

Here was Poe Dameron, the one who was trying to apologize, yet still couldn't wipe his usual cockiness.

@OfBlueSquadron

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@OfBlueSquadron “You may be my lover, but I’m still outrank you.” He reminded her with a teasing tone, patting her cheek twice in playful and affectionate manner before he left her to store their belongings in crew cabin.

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"So what do you think?"

Poe exclaimed as soon as they entered the Docking Bay that their new ship was located.

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@OfBlueSquadron —room. Just get the ship ready, love. I’ll be your co-pilot for this time.”

He said as he took her bag with him. “Just for this time.” He said in playful tone, nudging her shoulder affectionately.

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@OfBlueSquadron “We shall.” He agreed, leading the way inside the ship. They entered the main area which was served as lounge. As the center, it led to cockpit, crew cabin, storage room in the back.

“The interior isn’t bad. Better than the Falcon. Let me take your bag, I’ll place them in our—

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@OfBlueSquadron Despite the fresh pain in his cheek, it was soon forgotten as soon as she launches toward him and kissing him.

Poe’s reflexes made his arms reacted quick to wrap around her body, pulling her flush against him as he kissed her back like a starving man.

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@OfBlueSquadron That hurt, even worse than her previous slaps. His head was thrown slightly because of the impact.

Poe then covered his poor cheek with his own, rubbing it to wipe the pain away. His eyes searched for hers. "I think I really deserved that one."

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@OfBlueSquadron -fight without our Squadrons?"

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@OfBlueSquadron -was to stay low, behind the shadow. Leia has trusted them to do it, believed them to complete the task. It wasn't just the Resistance, but it was the whole Galaxy depended on them.

He laid a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. "We'll get the new ones. A bunch of them. What's-

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@OfBlueSquadron -his bag from the ground, starting to head to the ramp.

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@OfBlueSquadron "The previous owner is a smuggler couple. That's why this private transport ship is equipped with guns."

Poe explained as he watched her taking a few steps closer to examine the features. "Why do you have to relate every ship to A-Wing?" Said the male Pilot as he collected -

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@OfBlueSquadron —it. It gave him a sense of domesticity betweeen them. She was beautiful even in the morning.

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@OfBlueSquadron “You’re going to be my co-pilot though.” He teased, kissing her shoulder gently before he got up. “Come on love. Let’s get cleaned up. You want to take the shower first?” He offered, smiling.

He sure would take time to get used seeing her not wearing anything with him. He liked—

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@OfBlueSquadron —some middle class civilian who seems to have enemy judging from the guns they want for their private transport. It was sold later until now it has become our ride.”

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@OfBlueSquadron “We leave this planet.” He answered, an eyebrow raised as if silently reminding them about their agenda since they landed in this planet.

“I’ve got the ship ready for us to depart. Still in good conditions, the small amount of weaponry that is installed is in use. It used to be—

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@OfBlueSquadron —the middle of the war, but he couldn’t help himself. It was the hope that would keep them going. Just like what his parents used to tell him. And if the Rebels could win against the Mighty Empire. The Resistance surely would repeat the history.

“You hear me.” He smiled.

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@OfBlueSquadron —it herself, then he wouldn’t interfere.

“Alright.” His thumb rubbed random circles on her cheek to soothe her, the least thing he could do to provide.

“As long as we are together, watch each other’s back, nothing can take us away.” He knew it was useless to make promises in—