"A Jedi you've allowed to escape your troops," Harper murmured, digging his teeth into Krennic's back. Almost enough to draw blood. He slid his hands down lower and then let them rest on Krennic's hips, rubbing small circles. Close to what Krennic clearly wanted, but still not enough. "The master survived the cull. How?"
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Date: 2017-05-08 09:52 pm (UTC)