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"Please stop. Please don't do this," She begged again, but she knew he wouldn't stop.

"Hush, you know I have a blade, I won't hesitate to use it," he whispered furiously into her ear. His tone was cold and she believed him.

He moved away her head to bring out her neck, and then he kissed again. He bit softly and traced his tongue against her skin.

"You smell good," he whispered into Ahsoka’s ear. She whispered back, "please... don't."

He took his chance to yank out her shirt, and slid in both his hands. They roamed around her bare waist and pressed her c cup boobs over her bra, as he rests his chin on her shoulder.

"Fuck your boobs are so soft," he whispered as he slid his hands under the cloth and started to play with her nipples. Ahsoka’s breathing got heavier and she moaned in return. She felt his finger against her naked ass.

Ahsoka tried to grab his hand again. She wanted him to stop. But again, he grabbed her wrist with his other hand.

And then he kissed her neck and she gasped. She squinted her eyes at him and he just smiled. She felt his hand against the side of her stomach, and it was moving up. He grabbed her boobs again and she was confused what he was doing. He wasn't gentle. He was rough. He made her moan a bit too. It hurt.

She was wrong. He pulled her against his chest, and she could feel his strong boner against her ass. He traced his fingers down her body to her clit again, and this time pushed her panties aside, touching her bare pussy.