#*gently holds hunter* hes so 😳

[thegreymarveljedi]

Mistress Please!

Sub! Hunter x Soft Dom! Reader

(It’s currently 2:09am where I am and I can’t sleep so here, Have smut.)

Here is a SPICY fic for you all😈!

It’s been a while since I wrote a true spicy smutty fic but I had some inspiration from a previous fic I had in my drafts for a different fandom that I no longer write for. I also wanted to write for Hunter because I love him a lot and he’s just sexy as hell. Sue me (please don’t lol).

This is a pre! Order 66, pre! Echo fanfic. I love him but this story makes a little more sense if it’s set before season 7 of the clone wars.

Warning: SMUTTTTT, soft Dom! Reader, strap on use, anal fingering/sex (m! Receiving), Hunter using a buttplug😳, mentioned/ use of sex toys, slight cum eating, handjob, bandana as bondage, edging, use of mistress, pet names, praise! kink, ONE term of degradation used in explanation, aftercare, Hunter is sexy, man in lingerie, little bit of self doubt Hunter, lots of FLUFFF, let Hunter be taken care of.

(I didn’t realize how much I wrote or much kinky stuff I included but I hope you enjoy reading it😈)

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“You look so pretty baby, so hot and sexy,”you said as Hunter sat in front of you on his knees, thighs spread and cock an angry red.

The two of you were alone on the Marauder, Wrecker, Tech and Crosshair having gone to 79’s on one of the very rare shore leaves that the squad gets. You were going to follow until Hunter gently took you hand and gave you those eyes that told you he needed you.

You could never deny your handsome Sergeant anything which is what led to this scenario.

“Please mistress, please,” He begged as he watched you walk around him, admiring the view.

“Hush, I’m admiring you,” you said and ran a hand down his face then back up and through his hair. Hunter’s bandana gone from is head and being used to hold his hands together in front of him.

“You look beautiful too…” Hunter said quietly and looked up at you with puppy eyes. He was admiring how beautiful and commanding you looked in your Jedi robes. How you felt like a predator circling your prey. You smiled and kissed his temple, continuing to run your hands over his lingerie covered body. He had been so receptive to wearing it, the black and red set accentuating his muscles and how hard and red his cock was.

“Thank you baby boy, but that’s not going to get you anything right now. Right now, I’m admiring how beautiful you are in these garments,” You teased and reached down giving Hunter’s ass a good smack. He moaned and braced himself on all fours before sitting back up on his knees again.

“I’m all yours,” Hunter moaned as he looked up at you with glossy eyes, cock red and dripping for attention. The anticipation had been building for the last hour and Hunter was teetering on the edge of climax.

“You’re damn right about that baby~” you said and held his face, leaning in and giving him a sloppy kiss. Hunter relinquished control and let you control the kiss, just enjoying how your lips and tongue felt against his.

“So hard and dripping for me baby,” You said and kneeled down, grasping his cock in your hand, giving it a squeeze and a few teasing pumps. Hunter moaned, his head falling onto your shoulder and his breath ragged.

“Only for you mistress,” Hunter whimpered and his cock twitched with need, wanting more of your touch to be on him. You shushed him quietly, kissing his neck and giving it teasing little nips. Hunters hips bucked softly, not being able to resist your warmth.

“Mm I’m glad,” You smirked and ran your thumb over the tip of his cock, more precum dripping down with the movement. You smiled and brought your thumb up to your lips, moaning dramatically as you sucked your thumb clean. Hunter watched with doppy eyes and sighed at the sight

“You taste so salty baby. Dripping so much for me,” you taunted teasingly, watching as Hunter took a deep breath and let it out shakily. Even with him on his knees for you, his heightened senses were working overtime.

“I want you so bad Mistress,” Hunter whimpered and bucked his hips up slightly again before you halted his movements with a small smack to his thigh. You gave him a pointed look and he immediately stopped, knowing that he should be staying still.

“Patience baby boy, I want to soak in this view, you in red and black lingerie, you look so hot,” you said sensually and ran a hand over his body again, squeezing him in all the right places.

“I do feel really sexy in it,” Hunter said and gave a small innocent smile, sighing as you continued to touch him and run your hands and fingers all over his body. Hunter started panting again as you touched him, his brain foggy and mind falling.

“As you should my sexy, beautiful boy,” You smirked and laid on your stomach, taking his raging red cock into your mouth, sucking harshly making Hunter moan loudly.

“Fuck!” The curse came out loud and Hunter had to do everything in his power not to fall forward. He held his bound hands up to his chest to give you more room to suck him off, his body trembling at finally feeling some relief. Hunter dropped him head to his chest but that was a huge mistake. When his eye met yours he moaned.

You were looking up at him through your lashes, eyes big and lips swollen as you sucked his cock. Your left hand came up and held his balls, giving them a firm yet gentle squeeze as your other hand made its way into the waist of the panties he wore. You lifted the waist band and pulled before letting it go, smacking his hip and making him yelp.

Hunter’s eyes closed as he tried not to cum in that moment. You could tell by his expression and the way his balls clenched that he was holding back. Your right hand came up to his cock and pumped it, your left squeezing his balls a little harder.

“Cyare,” Hunter whimpered and you lifted off of him with a pop, lifting onto your knees and coming to be level with his face. Hunters eyes were glossy and face flushed, his lips were quivering and body twitching. You smirked and kissed him, biting his lip and moaning into his mouth.

“You’ve been so good for me Hunter. You’ve been such a good boy for me,” you whispered and rested your forehead against his, your hands halting their movements on him for a moment. Hunter closed his eyes and relished in the intimacy of the moment, soaking it all in.

“I-I’ve tried,” he whispered back, knowing that he just needed to be balanced again by the love of his life. You smiled and kissed him softly, removing your hands from his body and making him whimper. You slowly brought your hands up and removed the bandana from his wrists, massaging them gently and allowing him to work them out.

After another minute or so, you stood up and helped Hunter up, holding him tightly as his legs shook. His knees were red from sitting on them and his cock was still weeping for attention, hard and dripping with precum.

“You’re such a good boy. Such a good listener and so good at following instructions,” you said as you shed your rode and hung it up on the rack next to the bunks. Next was your belt, then your top and bottoms, the articles of clothing hitting the floor one after the other.

Hunter stood there mesmerizing watching you undress, his hand itching to reach out and touch you. But he held back, not wanting to disobey you now. The change in pace and power was exhilarating for him, allowing you to take care of him and dominate him.

Once you were left in just your matching undergarments, you looked back at Hunter to see him already looking at you. You smiled and stepped up to him, grabbing his cock again and giving it a few teasing strokes. The contact made Hunter throw his head back with a moan, the pressure feeling really good on his aching cock.

“Please mistress, need you so bad,” he panted out and you smiled at him again.

“I know baby. You deserve a reward for being so good for me,” you said and reached around his body, giving him ass a firm squeeze. Hunter groaned at the contact, his head falling forward into your shoulder once more.

“How would you like it baby?” You asked him, bringing your fingers under his chin and making him look at you. Hunter’s eyes met yours before they looked down to avoid your gaze. You lifted his chin a little more and forced him to meet your eyes again, making his eyes widen.

“Hunter,” you said sternly and he sighed before meeting you eyes again.

“I-I want you to fuck me. Please mistress I need you so bad,” Hunter pleaded wantonly. You smiled and nodded, giving him another sloppy kiss and pumping his cock a little harder.

“Of course baby boy. You’ve been so good,” you said and pushed him back a little until his legs hit his bunk.

“Umm..” Hunter hesitated and placed his hands on your hips and squeezed twice, a sign that you both developed that meant to stop. You stopped immediately and pulled away slightly, pushing his hair from his face and waiting for him to speak up.

“What is it Hunter? Is everything okay?” You asked quietly, holding his face very gently and kissing his cheeks lightly.

“I mean actually fuck me,” he said quietly and hesitantly. It took you a moment to process what he was asking before a huge grin broke out on your face.

“Ohhhh. You mean FUCK you,” you said and grinned as Hunter’s check turned pink before he nodded. “Of course I can do that for you baby. You know how much I love that tight ass,” you continued, reaching around and grabbing his ass again, giving it a good squeeze and smacking it. Hunter grunted and jumped at the contact, leaning into your hand that was still wrapped around his cock.

“Yes please, please mistress I need it,” he whimpered.

You smirked and stepped back and away from him, moving over to your bunk and opening the hidden compartment at the head of the bunk. Inside, there was a strap-on, a bottle of lube and a few other toys for your own personal use. You took out the strap on and slowly put it on, making a show of pulling it over your ass and tightening it. You gave Hunter a show as you did, making his mouth water. Hunter watched with wide eyes and a watering mouth. He had been fucked by you before but it wasn’t something he asked for often. He didn’t know why because it felt so good when you fucked him.

You turned to face Hunter once the strap on was secured on your body, pumping your cock slowly and spreading lube around it. Hunters eyes were glued to it as you stroked it, his own cock weeping even more.

“You ready for me baby boy?” You whispered huskily, voice dripping with lust. All Hunter could do was nod as he stood up and turned around, bending over the edge of his bunk and discarding his panties. You moaned loudly at the sight that awaited you, something you had completely missed as the night had gone on. Protruding from Hunters tight hole was a shining red butt plug, one that you had bought for him a while back but had not seen him use. The fact that he had taken the time to use it tonight made you feel wet through your own panties.

“Fuck, look at you baby boy. All plugged up for me. You look so sexy like this,” you said, moving closer to him and running a hand over his round cheeks. You gave his ass another couple smacks making him moan, his head falling forward a little and his hands bracing on the bed.

“You must really want me to fuck you. So desperate for my cock in you,” you said and leaned over his back, running you hands up and down his sides. You could feel a shudder run through him as he nodded.

“Yes. I need you so bad. I want your cock so fucking bad it hurts, please cyar’ika. Please fuck me like a good boy, remind me that I’m still human,” Hunter whimpered, his words coming out slightly jumbled and slurred as you continued to touch him in all the right places.

His words made your heart break a little, knowing that as the leader of the squad, he had a lot of pressure on his shoulders. Sometimes it was hard to let go of the battles even if they were successful, the stress of keeping his brothers safe made him feel trapped.

“Of course my dear. Of course I’ll fuck that tight ass of yours.”

“Thank you mistress.”

You slowly moved your hand down his body and firmly took hold of the plug, twisting it a little bit. Hunter groaned, his eyes closing tightly at the feeling of the plug finally moving. He had had it in for a good few hours before he pulled you aside after the others had left. Slowly you took the plug out, watching as Hunters ass protested and stretched around it as it came out. Hunter bit down on the back of his hand as you pulled it out, moaning as it fully left his body.

“Fuck,” he let it out, looking at you over his shoulder. You only smiled at him as you through the plug beside him on the bed, grabbing the bottle of lube and pouring a good amount over his ass. Hunter moaned again at the cool feeling of the lube on his ass, the sensation soothing is over stimulated ass.

He moaned again as you spread it around his hole, dipping your fingers into him to coat the inside. Hunter groaned at the feeling of your fingers inside him, stretching him out and preparing him for the main event.

“You’re taking my fingers so good baby,” you whispered in him ear. Hunter moaned in response, having a hard time keeping his hips still as you slowly fucked the lube into him with your fingers. You pulled them out after another moment and used what lube was left on your fingers to stroke your cock, Hunter’s eyes following the movement of your hand. You stepped closer to the bed, lining the strap-on up with Hunter’s hole before slowly pushing in. He moaned at the stretch, his head falling back down onto the mattress of his bunk.

His cock was weeping, precum leaking out like a faucet. He had a hard time controlling his hips, wanting so badly to push back against you and have himself filled all the way.

“Patience baby, give me a sec,” you said in a hushed whisper, adjusting the strap on slightly so that it pushed right against your clit in the most delightful way. You moaned at the feeling, knowing now that you were ready to fuck Hunter the way he needed.

“You ready for me?” You asked, reaching around to grab Hunter’s cock, squeezing it before beginning to stroke it lightly. All Hunter could do was moan and nod at the stimulation, his legs shaking with anticipation.

“I need works cyare, use your words,” you said and gave his ass a firm smack. Hunter’s hips jerked at the impact and another moan left his lips.

“Yes yes, yes, please fuck me, fuck me please I need it so bad,” he whined, words slurred and voice raised an octave.

“That’s my good boy,” was all you said and slowly pushed into Hunter. His eyes went wide before they slammed shut and a relieved groan left his lips. His face was pressed even further into the mattress as you continued to push in until you were fully sheathed inside of him. You moaned at the feeling, the dildo of the strap rubbing perfectly against your clit.

You could feel Hunters precum leaking down your hand, the sticky substance making for good lube to use on his cock.

“You’re so hard for me baby. Dripping and tight for me. Ready for me to fuck you huh?” You said and Hunter only nodded, words failing him at the unbelievable feeling of being so full.

“Please mistress,” Hunter whined and that’s all it took for you to break and finally give him what he wanted, you slowly pulled out before pushing back in quickly, setting a rough pace all while checking in and making sure that Hunter was okay.

He was in heaven, being taken care of, fucked and made to cum like a little whore was all he needed right now. He wasn’t the sergeant of clone force 99 right now. He was your good boy and he felt so good. You continued to fuck him, thrusting in and out of his tight ass while pumping and squeezing his cock.

Hunter moaned each time you thrusted in, his hips moving back to meet yours and pushing the strap even harder to your clit. You moaned with him as you fucked him, praising him for being so good and patient, for being so strong and caring. Hunter couldn’t take much more, the teasing and the build up of the last hour, or was it more? He couldn’t even think now.

“Please mistress! Please I need to cum, I want to cum so bad,” Hunters voice was strained his legs and arms shaking with how hard he was refraining from cumming without permission. You could feel him shaking, the effort and strain he was putting on himself in order not to cum was something you felt so proud of him for.

Once more you squeezed his cock, thrusting into him a little faster and faster, hitting his prostate with every thrust. Hunter let out a screaming ‘Yes!’ As he felt it, his mind going blank and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. All he heard next was a strong yet gentle voice in his ear telling him too…

“Cum.”

Hunter moaned loudly as he finally let himself go, cumming so hard he forced you out of him. His cum came pouring out, stream after stream of it landing in the bed, the durasteel floor of the ship and all over your hand. You moaned at the feeling, your own orgasm following as you watched Hunter let go, his asshole clenching and unclenching with every squirt of his orgasm.

Eventually he came down, the seemingly endless streams of cum stopping and before he knew it, he was laid on your bunk, cleaned up and wrapped him a warm, soft blanket with a loose black shirt and a fresh pair of boxers. His mind still had yet to fully comprehend what had happened. He turned over slowly, watching as you cleaned the floor while simultaneously striping his bunk and throwing the sheets in the corner to be washed later. That’s when he noticed some pain killers and a glass of water sitting in the open cubby of your bunk along with an extra ration bar. Hunter blinked a couple times, a soft groan leaving his lips as he finally came back down to earth.

Hunter’s groan alerted you to him being awake and you smiled at him as you finished cleaning up. Hunter smiled back a little and tried to sit up, wincing a little at the slight pain in his butt. You quickly came over to help him sit up, putting a few pillows under his back to support him. You held out the water and the pain killers for him, encouraging him to hydrate. He smiled and leaned his head onto your shoulder, no words needed to be exchanged between you two.

Aftercare was always a big part of your bedroom life on both sides, both of you needing a little extra support after such activities. Hunter took small sips of the water and downed the pain killers, his throat feeling relieved as the water went down. You held one of the ration bars up to his mouth, encouraging him to take a bite little by little. He did so without hesitation, trying hard not to scarf it down in one go.

You smiled as he ate, running your fingers through his hair and whispering sweet nothings to him. Once he was finished with his water, rations and settled back into your bunk, he made grabby hands to you as you stood up.

“Give me a second my love, I just have to finish cleaning up,” you said quietly and kissed his forehead, going back to cleaning and using the force to your advantage. Hunter nodded and watched as you finished, making sure to leave no trace of your explicit activity. Once you were finished you made your way back over to your bunk, lying down next to Hunter as he moved the blanket away for you to get beneath it.

“How’re you feeling darling,” you asked quietly, adjusting yourself into a comfortable position and holding onto Hunter, running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp.

“So good,” he mumbled softly into your neck, giving a small kiss to your collarbone and nuzzling his face further in. You giggled at him and ran a hand up and down his back, giving it a scratch making him groan in pleasure.

“That feels good,” he slurred out quietly.

“I’m glad my dear,” you replied before holding him closer, giving him kisses and soothing touches.

It was quiet for another few minutes before Hunter slowly pulled away from your neck and looked at you properly, his eyes scanning over your smiling face. Your smile was contagious and he smiled back at you, reaching a tender hand up and cupping your cheek. You nuzzled into his hand, taking in the warmth of it and the soft feeling of his skin.

“Thank you. For everything today.”

“Always my dear. I’m always here to help you in anyway you need.”

“I appreciate that a lot more than I let on. You help bring me back down to earth. You make me feel more human than just a soldier.”

You looked at Hunter with adoration, reaching up to mimic his hand on your cheek, running your thumb lightly over the tattoo on his left cheek. Hunter nuzzles into your hand, turning and kissing the palm lightly.

“I love you so much,” Hunter whispered and leaned forward, giving you a sweet kiss. You smiled into it and reciprocated the kiss, thumbing at his cheek a little more before pulling away.

“I love you too Hunter. So much.”

“How long was I out?” He asked, his voice nothing but a whisper.

“Only for about ten minutes. You came a lot,” you giggled and Hunter sighed, snuggling back into your neck as you wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m sorry,” Hunter said and you pulled back a little confused.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For not helping to clean up…”

“Oh stop you silly man. You have nothing to apologize for at all. Tonight was for you and I wanted to take care of you.”

Hunter found your eyes again and saw only love and truth in them, his eyes closing as you gave him a kiss to the forehead.

“I love you Hunter. I always will.”

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Thank you for reading! Comment if you’d like to see more spice fics!

[lollytea]

My personal Huntlow vision is essentially- Princess rescues the Prince, but they take turns being Prince and Princess. Like, it's Willow in a poofy princess dress carrying Prince Hunter. Or it's Hunter in a poofy princess dress carrying Prince Willow. Does this make sense?

Yep yep yep yep this has always been the dynamic I'm about. They're both the princess. They're both the knight.

I love princess!Hunter so much because he just....he never expected this. Never in a million years did he predict that he'd be so into it. It throws him for a loop. As the former Golden Guard, he just instinctively slips into the knight role because that's all he knows and it's what feels natural. So there's always gonna be that knight reflex hardwired into him. But it never occurred to him that he could be something else too. He's never really been the damsel in distress before. Tbh he expected being put in that vulnerable position would completely humiliate him and make him feel weak.

But then when Willow sweeps him off his feet he's like....damn. He doesn't hate this. He should hate this but he doesn't. It awakens something in him. Maybe he likes being held in a girl's big strong arms. Maybe he wants to swoon over being rescued. Maybe Willow jokingly calls him "princess" and he laughs but....oh he actually likes it. This isn't a joke anymore, oh holy fuck.

Meanwhile, Willow has spent years feeling weak, so once she gains some strength and confidence, she also turns to the knight role. Protecting everyone has always been her deepest desire after all. Though she tries to be modest, she admittedly likes the feeling of being the big powerful hero.

But also....maybe she wants to feel like a princess sometimes too. She's a little embarrassed to admit it but she kinda wishes for it deep down. However it's a very complex matter for Willow and it all depends on how delicately you execute it. Because she does not want to be treated like a defenseless damsel. And it's very hard to be the princess without this patronizing aspect. Plus, Willow getting scooped up in a princess carry? She's given up on that desire a long time ago. She's a little too heavy to pick up.

And then Hunter comes along, who has always respected her and recognized her capability so....she really doesn't mind if he wants to handle her so gently like she is something so precious...that's fine...and look at her so tenderly....that's fine....😳

Oh and he can also hold her in his arms with ease. That is also fine...😳

Like. No wonder she looks so shy in that one FTF scene. She is also having her own awakening.

[half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk]

Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 19 AND 20 😳

straight into it again batchers 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x15

Crosshair coming to visit Hunter how sweet 💕

Echo teaching Omega to stay focused while being stressed 🥺

every time I see Rampart I wanna smash his face in a little bit more

Omega with her secret base 🥷

her wet droopy hair 🥺

Tech looks like Korkie rn he's a ginger in the light

Echo checking in on Omega 😭

Crosshair you need to listen to Hunter he's right

Hunter: "we didn't have a choice" Crosshair: "and I did?" 😭😭😭😭😭

Omega: "experimental unit 99 began right here" Wrecker: "is that true?" Tech: "how could I possibly know that?" 💀

where are all the other clones "reassigned and transferred offworld" ??? op what does this mean

"guess you were wrong about that" lmao Wrecker

Crosshair listen here you sassy little-

siblings always know when you're lying 🤭

Crosshairs whole speech in the training room....

"I'm going to give you what you never gave me ...a chance" 😭😭😭

"we're not like the regs, we never have been" - this line sounds the most like a reg Crosshair has sounded was this on purpose ??

Crosshair cutting the binders with Hunter's knife AJDJSKAJFL

Tech spotting the discs and silently telling Wrecker !!! I'm jumping over my couches

BDIWOANSHWUAALLDNFIWIANFJEK WHEN CROSSHAIR SHOOTS ALL THE OTHER SOLDIERS WHEN HE- WHEN I- I'VE GONE INSANE-

Crosshair never wanted to kill them he wanted them back 😭😭😭😭😭

THEIR FACES THE MUSIC THE ENTIRE SCENE THEYRE WORKING TOGETHER IVE SURPASSED INSANITY

Tarkin 🤢🤢

Crosshair's holding his head 👀 Chips still there !!

them fighting about the chip 😭 Tech scan his brain pls

Omega hugging Hunter 🤲🥺😭🥰

the completely empty rooms I can't

the regs who open fire 👀 Slip???

I can't deal with watching tipoca city fall 😭

I can't deal with them watching it fall 😭😭😭

THE OUTRO-

The bad batch 1x16

the silence after the blast knocks them down

Crosshair woke up as they slid and I think Echo was out 🥺

that poor reg with the status report I wanna hug him so bad 💔

oop they were all out not just Echo

Tech: *can't hack the door* Wrecker: "I can" kinfe knife knife knife knife

Tech is pulling the door with his fingers 🥺

Wrecker gently catching Omega and passing her to Echo who just holds her for a bit 🥺🤲🥰💔😭💕

then Crosshair just slides into Hunters foot lmaooo

I don't think Crosshair knew what the empire was planning ?? he just wakes up and blames the boys for it ??

them all stopping to look at the water filling up in the baby clone room with all the empty tubes 😭

Omega catching AZI 🥺

DID CROSSHAIR JUST CATCH ECHO 👀

the last time they're all in their room together 💔

lmao Echo with the smell 💀

SHE just saved your ass Crosshair settle down

sibling squabbles turning into heartfelt convos 🥲 Wrecker missed Crosshair so much

theres always a bigger fish

they're all just sitting together to catch their breath 🤲

all back in the lab together 🥲

mhm Crosshair she's your BIG sister show her some respect

CROSSHAIR THIS IS NOT OMEGAS FAULT YOU BUTTHEAD

you sound an awful lot like a clone with an inhibitor chip rn buddy 👀

also sounds like Saw Gerrera which is never a good sign

"all you'll ever be to them is a number" ~ Hunter, then Crosshair's head immediately starts hurting hmmmm 🤔

I think it's still in there and its starting to stop working similar to Tup... possibly bc he got a little fried on that side of his head...

ptsd for Echo being in that tube 🥲💔

Omega doing the blasting instead of Wrecker !!

They're hugging in the tubes I know it

Omega's worried voice 🥺

"I'm going after AZI" 😭

CROSSHAIR 💕💕💕💕

Hunter's nervous hands tapping waiting for Omega to come up 🥺🥲

then him picking her up out of the water and his "I've gotcha" 😭😭😭😭😭

Crosshair handing over his rifle while the other three are ready to shoot him 🥲

Hunter holding Omega's hand- I'm gone y'all

Crosshair refusing to look at them while they're looking at him 💔

the sun shining on kamino after all of that, like the calm *after* the storm... which is unsettling bc it's usually the calm before the storm

Hunter picking Omega up again 🤲 he's so gentle

them all just staring at where their home used to be 💔😭

Wrecker holding AZI like a baby 🥺

they all look so dad (I tried to type sad but both works)

Hunter's soft smile telling Omega it's time to go 🥰

Hunter watching Omega and Crosshair talking

"you're still their brother, Crosshair. You're my brother too." star wars wants me to never stop crying as if I'm not already dehydrated enough

not thinking about how that was the last thing he heard for how many weeks??

FKN TANTISS

all the clone commandos everywhere 👀 the rest of delta squad when

WE DID IT !!! WE FINISHED SEASON 1 💕

Now I'm going to speed watch s2 in the next 2 days omg my emotions won't survive lmao

thanks everyone who's followed along and interacted so far I love seeing love for tbb so seeing people enjoying my responses makes me super happy 💕 I hope tbb3 is good to us 🙏

[evermxre-a]

@fhett said : ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . 😳?!??!??!??!

tonight is special. tonight is DIFFERENT. adam has been inside boba fett more often than not by now, but he’s never been on TOP. boba’s always insisted on riding him, on being the one still in charge even when he’s not buried inside of adam— and the prince respects that. but tonight… it’s a night of VULNERABILITY for fett, isn’t it? the first night that adam had seen him without his helmet, had seen every single little detail of his handsome face : the scars, the freckles, the curly hair, the light dusting of scruff where boba obviously can’t be bothered to take the helmet off to shave. he had seen it all, and he had loved it.

there had been kisses and gentle touches, and that’s how they’d ended up in the prince’s bedroom in the palace instead of going at it like animals on boba’s cot in his ship. that’s how adam has boba on his back, legs wrapped around his waist as he steadily rocks into him, face buried in the crook of the hunter’s neck. it’s lovely— up until the moment that he hears it : a little noise from fett, a noise that doesn’t sound like one of pleasure but instead one of AGONY. the prince freezes, pulling back just a fraction so that he can look down at him. concern is etched onto handsome features, a quick “ are you okay? ” murmured with careful gentleness.

the lack of an answer troubles him even more, as does the way that boba looks away quickly, but not before adam can catch a glimpse of the shimmering in his eyes. oh, fucking hell. he’s about to ask once more what’s wrong, but then he catches a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye — the mirror on the wall, their reflections on display, the way they’re both bared so INTIMATELY, and he UNDERSTANDS. he understands what’s made boba upset, then. perhaps he should have gotten up and covered the mirror up. perhaps he should have just stopped altogether. but he doesn’t do either of those things. instead, the prince withdraws completely, getting off of the bed and walking over to one of his chairs instead, dragging it so that it’s directly in front of the mirror.

“ come here, ” he murmurs, soft and gentle. hand extends for boba to take, and the emotion that’s on the hunter’s face is almost enough to make him want to cry too. there’s a shake of boba’s head, but he still takes his hand ; he still allows adam to guide him off of the bed ; still allows adam to take a seat in the chair and pull him onto his lap after him. the prince is aware of the fact that boba still refuses to LOOK at himself though, and that simply won’t do. it won’t do at all. hand rises, gently gripping his chin so that he make him look ; the heartwrenching sound of him quietly saying ‘ ADAM, DON’T ’ does briefly give him pause, but adam wants him to SEE. he wants him to see himself the way he does.

“ look at you, ” adam breathes, voice that low growl that it always is in the throes of passion. hand wanders its way down the hunter’s body, fingers tracing scars and freckles, touching everything he can possibly touch. “ look at how fucking handsome you are. ” a hand dancing across his thigh now, before steadily finding its way to in-between his legs and to his length, teasing touches designed to distract him and make him WRITHE. “ how many people can say they’ve seen boba fett without his helmet? i feel quite privileged honestly — he’s very handsome, after all. the most handsome man that i’ve had in my bed, i do believe. ”

those fingers continue their stroking, one hand still holding the bounty hunter’s gaze in place. thumb rises to wipe at one of the tears that has escaped, the prince pressing kisses to his shoulders and neck at the same time. his gaze never once leaves boba’s reflection though. no, he will see this through ; he wants boba to REALIZE. “ i thought you were absolutely breathtaking before, too. helmet and all. but, now that i have all of you? stars above, i don’t think i shall ever get tired of seeing this perfect sight. ”