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Originally posted by moodyadamdriiver

Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard
So if I tell you, just keep it and don’t say a word
Yeah, when the doors are all closing, it’s bound to get loud
Cause all these bodies are hoping to get addicted to sound

„Fuck – you need to stay quiet babygirl”, he bit your earlobe while pounding into you from behind, balls slapping against your clit. Your face was pressed into the steel wall of an interrogation room, your breath hitched, he had an iron grip on your throat, a dizzy feeling clouded your thoughts. “You are not allowed to cum, till I say so.”, the supreme leader quickened his pace, he was near, sucking the spot under your ear, goosebumps all over your body. “Cum”, he let go of your throat, grabbing your hips to stabilize you. You felt him pull out, shooting his cum on the small of your back. You didn’t speak for a minute, trying to catch your breaths. You could feel him cleaning away his cum and zipping up his armor. With a chaste kiss to your swollen lips he left the room.

Oh, not everything is so primitive
Oh, but I’m giving in

This wasn’t a rare occurrence for the both of you, your sneaking around started months ago. Of course, this had to be kept a secret, the supreme leader having a fling with an officer? What a scandal that would be. It started with stolen glances at each other, turned to him pressing you against a wall and kissing you and finally turned into you fooling around almost every day.

If these walls could talk, I’d hope they wouldn’t say anything
Because they’ve seen way too many things
‘Cause we’d fall from grace, we’re falling
Yeah, we’d fall from grace
If these walls could talk

His lips moved against yours, your body buzzing, blindly following his every command, your hands pressed against his shredded abdomen, feeling his muscles tensing under your touch. Teeth grazing against your lower lip “tell me what you want babygirl”. “Fuck Kylo please touch me, I need you”, you breathed out. “What did you just call me?”, he flipped you onto your abdomen, hands rubbing you behind, preparing you for what was yet to come. “S-sorry supr-supreme leader.”. “That’s better, I need you to count.”, the first slap coaxed a deep moan out of you, he took it up to fifteen slaps, you couldn’t feel your ass anymore. “Turn around.”, as best as you could you tried to turn around, he put his middle and pointer finger in your mouth “suck.” Swiping a finger through your folds, giving your throbbing core a kitten lick, your back aching, this felt like heaven. He devoured you like you were his last meal, making you feel lightheaded, silent screams leaving your mouth.

I love your hair in your face
I wouldn’t dare let you down
Don’t let that glass go to waste
Oh, you’re a queen but uncrowned

After you came down from your earthshattering orgasm he sucked on your sore nipples, bruising them. You watched him undress, his length already begging for release, his tip dark red, leaking precum. He was ready to pounce and you were at his mercy. Kylo spread your legs, giving you a smirk, pushing into you, rough and fast. Even though you were used to his massive length, it took you some thrusts to feel comfortable. “Kriff, you are so tight.” He sucked on your neck leaving dark purple bruises behind. Each thrust knocked the air from your lungs bringing you closer to the edge. Him pulling almost all the way out, ramming back in at a fast speed. “I am so close” you cried out as he slipped a hand between your bodies to rub your swollen nub. Your body shook, giving into the second orgasm.

Oh, not everything is so primitive
Oh, but I’m giving in

Kylo wasn’t normally one for aftercare, but if you’d fuck in his quarters, he’d take a bath with you, clean you, make you feel safe and sound. Afterwards he’d rub some ointment on your bruised behind, watched you dress and told you “You were doing so well today babygirl.”. You would leave his quarters, your heart aching for him, desperately wanting to stay with him and fall asleep next to the raven-haired prince.

If these walls could talk, I’d hope they wouldn’t say anything
Because they’ve seen way too many things
'Cause we’d fall from grace, we’re falling
Yeah, we’d fall from grace
If these walls could talk

Sometimes you’d receive a message from him on your datapad, demanding you to come to the conference room, adrenaline pumping through your veins, you could feel yourself dripping. He would grab you by your hair, push you onto your knees a simple “open” leaving his mouth. Your body knew what it had to do to satisfy him, almost like it would be on autopilot. You sucked on his balls while your hands would run up and down on his girth. You tried to fit as much as you could into your mouth, trying to suppress your gag reflex, chocking on him. Satisfied moans would leave his mouth praying you for your good work.

Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard
So if I tell you, just keep it and don’t say a word
Yeah, when the doors are all closing, it’s bound to get loud
'Cause all these bodies are hoping to get addicted to sound

You were almost surprised about how good you two would hide your sneaking around but knowing him and knowing how scared off the other generals were, you’d doubt that anybody would dare ask him about what he was doing behind closed doors. But you didn’t care about the opinion of other people, in those moments you two shared, he was yours and that was enough for you.

If these walls could talk, I’d hope they wouldn’t say anything
Because they’ve seen way too many things
'Cause we’d fall from grace, we’re falling
Yeah, we’d fall from grace
If these walls could talk

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Today, I’ve called to tell you that I’m changing but I don’t think you have enough respect to see me try.

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With quarantine hitting hard, I know a lot of the 5SOS Fam have been binging old videos of 5SOS all over YouTube. While going back deep, I started watching a lot of videos that reaction channels have been putting out during quarantine, reacting to entire 5SOS albums, including SGFG. Up until these videos, I haven’t really relayed SGFG in a while, because like 5SOS my music tastes have grown with them. Don’t get me wrong, I still love SGFG, the self-titled album, and all the EPs, but I’m more likely to listen to Youngblood and CALM lately. Long story short, when I listened to the album again, my thoughts on the meaning of Outer Space/Carry on shifted entirely, so let me know what you think.

Originally, I suspected that Outer Space/Carry On was a love song. But, on this new listen I interpreted it not as a romantic love song, but instead about self-love. 

What made me think this? “If I was an island, in search of castaways / Maybe i’ll find you / Here and the rain in came too soon, I will wait for you to love me again”. I know that line first comes across as romantic love: waiting for someone to come back, to find you and love you once more. 

But, what stood out to me was ‘castaway’. Earlier in the album, 5SOS has a song titled ‘Castaway’ (It’s my favorite one on SGFG, which is why i caught my attention to hear them reuse that lyric). “I’m lonely like a castaway / Heartbreak that I can’t escape / A sinking ship I’ll never save / I’m lonely like a castaway.” In this part of the song, the guys compare themselves to the loneliness of being castaways. So what if the castaway in Outer Space/Carry on that the guys are searching for isn’t a girl, but themselves?

Different songs on SGFG talk about emptiness, loneliness, being bad for someone and depression in tracks like Permanent Vacation, Jet Black Heart, Catch Fire, The Girl Who Cried Wolf and Invisibile (at least from my interpretations of them). Lyrically, it’s a very heavy album. With those themes, it can make a person lose themselves by becoming overwhelmed with their sadness. They lose a huge chunk of what makes them who they are when they let their depression consume them.

That’s why when I listen to Outer Space/Carry On, I see a song where the guys are calling out to the happier version of themselves, begging them to come back. “The darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side.” At their lowest points, that happiness is what draws them back it, what keeps them going. It’s the light that shines through that lets them ‘carry on’.

“Nothing like the rain, nothing like the rain when you’re in outer space.” I think of outer space here, as being so far away from everything because of how lost you are. There is no rain in outer space so you never see it. Same as, when you’re consumed by your depression, you’re not seeing that happiness/self-love you desire. So, to get a spark of that, to see the rain/happiness/self-love in a place where is normally isn’t, is hopeful. 

“Love me like you did, love me like you did, i’ll give you anything, i’ll give you anything.” This could be them searching for their self-love again. They want to love themselves again and crawl out of this darkness that they are being consumed by. They’d give anything to get out of this, to go back to how it was before when they loved themselves.

“You know it’s going to get better.” To me, when I thought about Outer Space being a love song, it never connected to Carry On. I’ve always thought that Carry On was an ode to, keeping moving forward, don’t give up, everything will get better. I think with this alternate theory on Outer Space, the two connect better. Maybe Carry On is the happier version of themselves/the self-love calling out the them version of them singing Outer Space saying “I’m coming, it’s going to get better, please don’t give up.”

Anyway, if you stuck around to read this, thanks for listening to my thought process. Could I be right? Am I way off? Is there something somewhere of the guys talking about the track that I missed? If so, let me know.

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