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Hit me.

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"You will be doing me a favor in return by killing the Jedi. And I'm more than happy to give you this gift in return."

He had no use for lightsabers or even the kyber crystals. Mining operations had been going well and two tiny crystals weren't going to help in research anymore. He held out his hands without a moment of hesitation, palms facing down.

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Always so bold. Assured of his control and his place in the universe. Harper appreciated that about Krennic, though part of him - perhaps irrationally - wanted to break pattern and demonstrate how easy it would be for someone like Krennic to fall. Certainly it would hurt. Certainly it would not get him anything worth keeping. But the impulse was there.

Harper swallowed it down, clicking the binders onto Krennic's wrists. It wasn't tight enough to hurt. But the man wouldn't be going anywhere. "Hmm. And if I lose, you humiliate my niece. You have thought of everything, engineer."

Had he, though.

Well, they'd see.

Harper grinned, showing his teeth. "Now stand up. I have plans for you."

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"Naturally. Planning is what an engineer is good at, after all." It did work out rather nicely, either way, the Mandalorians, and Maketh Tua would be dealt with. And potentially the Jedi as well. And it would be a blow to Tarkin which just made it all the better.

He looked down at the binders as they clicked shut, smirking up at Harper as he stood. "Oh? At least I have every confidence that you won't disappoint." He still had the bruises and marks to remind himself of that at least.

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Harper rapped his knuckles against the binders, eyes bright and wicked. "Hmm. And a man of your particular talents will have noticed these magnetize."

So many possibilities.

Harper grinned. Then reached out and mussed Krennic's perfect hair.

"Come now. Face the wall."

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There was no protest as Harper messed up his hair, amused. He assumed he would be more of a mess before the evening was finished.

"Arms up?" he asked as he made his way to the wall, glancing at Harper over his shoulder. He was more than willing to obey when it suited his purposes.

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"Indeed."

It wasn't overly complicated. No need for that. Harper put his hand on the back of Krennic's neck, squeezing briefly.

"You're being very cooperative today," he noted, amused.

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"It's in my interests to be cooperative for the moment. Besides, I'm curious as to where this is going to lead," Krennic admitted, tilting his head up as Harper squeezed the back of his neck. He raised his arms, letting the binders attach to the metal wall magnetically.

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Brave man. Possibly foolish. But thus far Krennic had survived all their encounters and even advanced his own game - and ahead of Harper's, at that. How strange. How very strange. Harper dragged his teeth against Krennic's shoulder, pressing himself flush against him. "That depends on what makes you interesting."

Haper slapped his hand against Krennic's hip suddenly.

"You'll find out soon."

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Krennic groaned, he had noticed that Harper had a talent for making him react so easily. He looked back at Harper, trying to see what he was going to do.

"I'm sure you have an idea already," he remarked with amusement, twitching as his hip was slapped. He still had marks from from the last time but he had no objection to more. "Just don't keep me waiting."

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"You ought to be careful saying things like that," Harper observed, dragging his nails down the line of Krennic's spine. It wouldn't leave a mark, but that was all right. Other things would. "What if I was feeling contrary?"

Tonight he's not, but the possibility remains.

What a fun game they've begun.

Harper leans in close again, one hand closing around Krennic's throat and the other sliding down his chest - and then lower.

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"Then you would be denying yourself as well, wouldn't you?" Krennic knew how much they enjoyed these encounters, they had a mutual interest tonight.

His breath caught as he felt a shudder go through his body when Harper's hand closed around his throat. "More..." his voice was strained as he waited for the other man's hand to go where he wanted, down lower.

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"We've already established I don't mind waiting," Harper remained him cheerfully. It had been a source of endless frustration to his varied partners over the years. Harper was rather proud of that. He laughed, teeth scraping against Krennic's neck, and set about making the man twitch. Krennic had liked a firm hand on his cock last time. It seemed logical he'd like it a second time around, and Harper rather liked listening to him shiver and twitch. Especially like this, unable to sink his nails in to hurry things along. "You, on the other hand...."

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He didn't answer right away as he jerked when Harper took his cock into his hand so firmly. He couldn't deny the man's words, it was almost infuriating how correct he was. Krennic often found it difficult to be patient, he had always been so restless and unable to sit still.

But if he forced himself to be patient, he knew that it would pay off. Not that he had a choice, the fact that he was at Harper's mercy made him shudder again. "I cannot deny my impatience, can I?"

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"Not right now," Harper agreed cheerfully. Today there had been some planning involved. Not much, but more than before. And - perhaps to his annoyance - Krennic was unable to use his nails in retaliation. A good sport all around. Harper leaned in close and bite Krennic on the shoulder, worrying his teeth in. All the while he kept his hand moving. "But I appreciate commitment. And I rather like you here. Perhaps I'll keep you a while."

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He clenched his fists, there was something thrilling about being unable to move but it was frustrating at the same time. His cock twitched in Harper's grasp, he titled his head back when the other man bit his shoulder with a loud groan. He could feel himself starting to tense as he jerked his hips back against Harper. "Keep going and you're going to make me come too soon."

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"I might," Harper agreed, hooking his chin over Krennic's shoulder for a better look. He dragged the nails of his free hand up Krennic's side. "Though I do hope you aren't planning on being anywhere for a while, engineer."

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"I'm all yours until tomorrow." He knew that things with Harper were never quick, he had made sure that he would be free for at least the rest of the night and most likely the morning. He wanted to reach down and stroke himself to completion, he felt so close as he strained against the binders, tense.

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Long enough, then. Harper laughed against Krennic's neck and then removed his hand completely, resting it against Krennic's hip. "Ah. But that would be easy, wouldn't it?"

He dug his nails in.

"Beg, engineer."

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He had to stifle a whimper as Harper removed his hand. He had been so close only to be denied at the last moment. He shuddered, bowing his head. But he wasn't in the position to make demands, at Harper's mercy.

But he had his pride, it was a difficult position to be in. "You'll have to do better than that to get me to beg."

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"So proud, aren't you?"

Harper rather liked that about Krennic. There were no pretenses about it. He smiled, pressing his teeth against Krennic's shoulder so he'd feel it.

"I could leave you standing here. Not all night. Not much point in that. But long enough. My armor could use some polishing, don't you agree?"

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Krennic knew Harper would be more than willing to follow through with that, leaving him aching. He didn't give in right away, his breath catching when Harper bit him again. There were going to be bruises on his shoulder and neck later to show off.

"Fine. Please....fuck me." He knew what he wanted, his voice was strained but he knew he couldn't hold on that long.

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Harper laughed gently, squeezing Krennic's hip. No doubt that stubbornness had served Krennic well in the Empire. Just as Krennic's enemies no doubt wanted to beat it out of him, Krennic himself could defy them at every turn and laugh with his victory. And this part?

This was hardly a loss, even if one of them had ended up in binders.

"Better," Harper murmured. He ran his hands up and down Krennic's chest, pinching, then stepped back. Took a moment to admire the view. Bruises were already rising. "So you can ask nicely."

And that deserved a reward, didn't it?

It wasn't far to go. Harper returned and pressed himself flush against Krennic's back and began pressing his hands in tight. Applying pressure. "I nearly forgot. You were telling me about the Jedi, weren't you?"

Harper pressed his smile against Krennic's shoulder.

"Do continue."

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"When it suits me." He had other ways of asking nicely, depending on the situation. Just sometimes it involved asking with a blaster. He always prided himself on being efficient, after all.

He groaned as he felt Harper flushed against his back, he could feel each bruise and mark which only made him ache more.

"There are two of them. A master and a padawan." HIs voice was strained, his breath coming in gasps as he shifted back against Harper. "From what I know, both are skilled fighters."

No doubt more than a match for Mandalorians.

veeeery late >.>

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"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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"A Jedi Tarkin allowed to escape. I am fixing what his mistake," he groaned when Harper's hands rubbed his hips, he was aching but it wasn't enough, he knew he was practically shuddering but he couldn't help it. "Not sure. Most likely hid during the purge."