The locals, Abafarians, had a great and rich history, and the depictions on the fabric were breathtaking. Once inside, you found the walls adorned with incredible tapestries, telling the story of their people. C-3PO delivered the message, and the locals then took off towards one of the nearby huts, to which you followed.

C-3PO, please thank them for the welcome necklaces, and that we will gladly follow them to lunch.” Poe said with a smile. “ Master Y/N is right, Master Poe.” C-3PO chimed in. Play the part.” Poe said sarcastically, and you tried not to notice. With their customs and everything, it’s best if we just play the part.” “ Actually, Poe, it’s gonna be a lot easier on us if we pretend we’re a couple. But he made no indication those touches were anything but platonic. During late nights in his office, he’d doze off on your shoulder. At the cantina, he rested his hand on your thigh. When you were walking, his hand always found his way to the small of your back, or your shoulder. The worst and best part was how affectionate he was. His body was a whole other story, and even when you tried not to look, you found yourself staring at his toned arms and broad chest. He was sweet, remembering when you’d have to stay up late to finish a report and bring you caf. He was commanding, his presence and title silenced a room. Who wouldn’t? He was kind, always trying to help wherever and whoever. Ever since Poe had appointed you as his foreign relations officer, you had completely fallen for him. “ C-3PO, please tell them Y/N and I aren’t together.” Poe said through gritted teeth. They hope your journey was short and eventless, and they request you accompany them to the dining hall. C-3PO waited until they finished, then began to translate. They began to speak in their native language, which rolled off the tongue at an incredible speed. You were immediately greeted by the locals, who presented you with handmade necklaces as a sign of welcome. “ Of course, Master Y/N.” Poe chuckled and you bumped him on the arm out of frustration. “ Buddy, I’ve told you a million times, you can just call me Y/N.” You said as you walked down the ramp after Poe. “ Coming, Master Y/N!” He said in response. Poe wasn’t the biggest fan of the droid, and neither were you, to be honest, but you needed a translator for this trip. But I expect a drink on your tab later.” He said with a wink as he opened the Falcon’s door. I just want to have lunch, give our thanks, and get back to base.” You said as you flattened out the fabric on your own dress.

“ What if I like trouble?” He said, and winked when you looked up at him. Having allies on the Outer Rim could save us a lot of trouble.” “ Y/N……” He whined as he fiddled with his collar. When you joined the Resistance, he had taken you under his wing, and the two of you had been inseparable ever since. Besides Finn, you were Poe’s best friend. It wouldn’t be a hard role to play, however. Finn was off on a jedi training mission with Rey, so that meant it was up to you to fill the role as Poe’s right hand man. Today, you were visiting a small swamp planet on the Outer Rim, it’s inhabitants wanting to thank the Resistance for all the incredible work they did. As his foreign relations ambassador, you had to make sure everything he did, everything he wore, and everything he said, was up to par to the planet you were visiting. “ Poe, I know it’s uncomfortable, but you have to wear it.” You said, adjusting the hem of his dress shirt, and brushed your hands through his hair. Warnings: smutty goodness, sex pollen, mutual masturbation, oral sex, dom poe vibes A/N: Hey everyone! I’ve always wanted to write a sex pollen trope fanfiction, and I finally got the time ( and the confidence) to do it! Hope you enjoy, any and all feedback is appreciated -shannon :) ps big thank you to my best friend maddy for proofreading!! roughly inspired by ‘s INCREDIBLE sex pollen ficĭescription: Off on a diplomatic mission with Poe, you encounter a sleepy time tea that isn’t what is advertised.

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