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Would anyone want to read them? What format is best for everyone? Tumblr? Ao3 (Iâve never used it to publish)? Wattpad(does anyone use wattpad anymore? lol)?
Please repost with which story youâre most interested in and why! :) helps feed my willpower to handle them all and not keep asking my man if itâs worth the mental break I may have doing this lmao
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The Last Word: Chapter Three
CHAPTER THREE: LOOKING TOO CLOSELY
Previous Chapter || Next Chapter [coming soon]
Series Masterlist
Pairing: Fives/OFC
Chapter Summary: Mal settles into the 501st, but running into a familiar face in a clone army is the last thing she expects
Chapter Warnings: Some swearing (mostly in mand'o), Mentions of Umbara/past trauma and past sexual situations
Chapter Word Count:Â 3.9k
Recommended Listening:Â Looking Too Closely by Fink
A/N: Whoops, so maybe by "Coming Soon", I meant 14 months later. Sorry, I was crippled by self-hatred, perfection paralysis, and fears of my own incompetence. I'll try to be more cool writer girl next time. Thanks to everyone who connected with Mal and with my writing, and reached out to remind me that this might be a story worth telling. I love and adore you forever.
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âWelcome to the 501st.â
Rex extended his hand out to Mal. For the briefest moment, she stared at his gauntlet, decorated in blue and white. The gap between them felt lightyears apart, and she was almost surprised at how quickly her hand closed the space. Taking his hand, she turned her eyes up to meet his and smiled, trying to reflect the Captainâs own warmth back at him. Mal gripped his hand firmly as she tried to shut out the hundreds of soldiers marching around the 501stâs hangar. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her discomfort. This was an opportunity, and she was grateful for it. It just felt odd, like putting on someone elseâs clothes. The size was right, but the fit was all wrong.
Calling it the 501stâs hangar wasnât entirely true. In a day or so, this battalion - her battalion, Mal quickly reminded herself - would ship out, off to a different star system, and another troop would take over this space for their leave. But for now, it swarmed with blue and white troopers. This system was designed for convenience and space-saving, but it gave Mal, and all transfers, an advantage. She already knew where everything was, from the medical supplies to the fresher. Still, after a briefing on protocols (all of which she learned a long time ago), Rex insisted on giving her a tour.
As he led her through the stacks and pointed out where the medical supplies were being kept, Mal had a feeling he was trying to distract her and that her feeble efforts to mask her unease hadnât gone far with the blonde clone. She wasn't surprised.
Mal spent most of her life taking care of other people. It had taken a long time for her to get used to the way the Wolfpack watched over her. But she smiled, realizing that all the ways they had helped her made her softer now, more ready to let someone else in. So she tried to relax as she followed Rex, letting him point out where the extra gauze was stored, which fresher to use, and where to find the ration bars if she needed a meal.
Despite herself, Mal soon found herself feeling almost at home. Wolffe was right. Rex was the best. She watched as he would stop occasionally to check in with a passing soldier. He would slide an arm over their shoulder or rest a hand on the pauldron. Sometimes the check-in would be wordless, just a nod between the two men. Sometimes, Rex would mumble a bit of mandoâa, and his brother would smile. Just as quickly, his attention would be back on her. There were a couple of moments when she thought she might have seen a shadow pass over his face as his eyes lingered on a soldier for a moment longer or as he scanned the crowd, looking for someone he couldnât find. She might have imagined them, though, because, in the next breath, he would turn back to her with a charming grin and point out where someone named Jesse had hidden more snacks.
As Mal peered over his shoulder while he rifled through a med-pack and showed her the simple, familiar contents, the tension started to leave her shoulders, and a wave of ease settled onto her brow. There was comfort in the sameness. And comfort made Mal curious.
âSo, who am I working with?â She turned her attention from the med-packs back to the throngs of troopers scattered across the platform.
Rex followed her gaze. With battlefield precision, he scanned the crowd, searching out his medic. The Captain spied his target in split seconds.
âOi, Kix!â Rexâs voice boomed over the thunder of boots on durasteel.
At least two dozen men jumped to attention as their commanding officerâs call echoed off the soaring walls of the vast space. There was a clattering of dedlanite as a trooper dropped a container of DC15Ss. Across the bay, a clone with a medical sigil on his shoulder peeled off from a group of soldiers. A collective sigh went up through the troopers as they each realized it wasnât them who was being summoned by their CO.
The medic, Kix, jogged across the hangar to where Mal and Rex were standing with only the lightest sense of urgency. Mal eyed the medic as he got closer. Crux was clinical and quiet, a man of science born from science. Their only heated battles (recently anyways) came when he felt like she was acting on her gut rather than evidence. Kix didnât appear to be cut from the same cloth. His helmet was tucked under his arm, and she could see how brightly he smiled as he threw greetings and quips over his shoulder at brothers who whistled and cat-called as he ran by. His appearance was as bold as his crossing, with hair closely shaved into intricate lighting bolt patterns and an Aurebeseh tattoo on the left side of his scalp. When he got close enough, Mal could finally make out the writing, âThe only good droid is a dead droidâ. Mal couldnât help the smile on her face. It was a sentiment she could get behind. The 501st medic came to a halt next to Rex.
âThis is Kix.â Rex clapped the medic on the shoulder. âYouâll report to him. Thereâs the CMO Coric somewhere too but youâll meet him later. Kix here is the head medic for Torrent Company and the most dedicated medic Iâve ever met. Weâre lucky to have him.â
âAw shucks, Captain.â Kix laughed at Rex. He shifted slightly under Rexâs grasp, just a little further from the Captain. âNice to meet youâŠâ
He held out a gauntleted hand as he waited for a name.
âMal.â
âNice to meet you, Mal.â
Rex watched for a moment before he began to shift from foot to foot. He wasnât a man who sat still for long, Mal noticed. She wondered if heâd always been like that or if this came from being burdened with so many responsibilities. Wolffe was the same way, his attention jumping from task to task, somehow always simultaneously present and attentive, but still somewhere else.
âIâve got a meeting with the generals.â Rex finally said as he clapped his gloved palms together. âKix, you mind helpinâ her get settled?â
âOn it, sir.â The medic replied, brightly.
âThank you, Captain.â Mal turned to Rex. "I feel very settled in."
"Wolffe wouldn't have let me live it down otherwise." He said, waving away her gratitude.
âCome on, Iâm starving. Letâs go to the mess.â Kix motioned for Mal to follow him, already spinning on his heel. âYou can meet some of the men.â
âGood luck.â Rex cheekily yelled after them.
âI can handle the 501st,â Mal called back over her shoulder, âI put up with the 104th for years.â
Rex laughed and nodded as though she won a hand of sabacc. With a small salute, he turned in the opposite direction and disappeared into the gears of the GAR.
âHeâs just being dramatic.â Kix rolled his eyes as Mal caught up to him. âThe boys are all good fun.â
She fell into step beside the clone as Kix started to make his way down the long durasteel hallway to the mess. Mal lost track of time while Rex was showing her around, but it must have been getting close to dinner because most of the other clones were starting to head in the same direction.
âYou get the full tour?â Kix raised an eyebrow as he flashed a knowing eyebrow.
âCaptain Rex was very thorough,â Mal smiled back, instantly at ease with the small gift of an inside joke.
Mal watched the medic out of the corner of her eye as they walked. He nodded to every soldier that passed, but the ones with decorated armor got a verbal greeting or a pat on the shoulder.
âHow long have you been with the 501st?â Mal asked, curious about her new CO.Â
It had taken a long time for her and Crux to warm up to each other. They started at the same time, joining the decimated 104th as it was rebuilding. Crux wasnât thrilled to be serving with a civilian, and Mal had her own grudge, which was no fault of Cruxâs. She knew it was irrational to dislike him for not being Tye, but she couldnât help it. Still, once they stopped yelling at each other, they found that they worked well together. Cruxâs strength was in his analysis and his textbook memory. Malâs came from her quick thinking, calm under pressure, and her well-trained gut instincts. They came at problems from different routes, but almost always ended up at the same answer. Another ache passed through her as she realized their last mission working together would be just that. For now anyways, she tried to reassure herself.
âJust after Teth. Got assigned to Rex after that disaster, and heâs been grumpy about it ever since.â Kix flashed a cheeky smile at Captain Rexâs expense. âIâll be honest, this is the first time weâve had a civilian medic.â
Mal shrugged. It wasnât surprising. There werenât many civilians in the GAR, and even fewer were medics. The government official that helped her at the recruitment office had tried to talk her out of signing up in at least fifteen different ways as she was filling out the dataforms.Â
âHow about you?â Kix asked, âHow long have you been with the 104th?â
âI joined after Abregato,â Mal answered. It wasnât a lie.
âHmm, I remember that one.â Kix frowned as he rubbed the back of his neck with a gloved palm. âI helped take care of Wolffe and the other two when they got back. Commander Tano still talks about it sometimes. Rough stuff. Glad that was before your time.â
Mal had heard a lot about Commander Tano, and even seen her from a distance on the Venator a few times. The Togruta Jedi padawan was hard to miss and liked to visit General Plo when she could. Boost, Sinker, and Wolffe spoke about her in hushed, grateful tones. Mal supposed that she did too. It wasnât surprising, given that the whole of the 104th would have been wiped out if not for Commander Tano. Mal knew exactly to whom she owed her friendsâ lives.
âYou must have started with Crux, then.â
Mal looked back at the clone to find him watching her with a glance that was trying to appear more casual than it was. He must have seen something in her face change at the mention of Abregado. The clones in the 501st were good at distraction, Mal was starting to notice, but she was grateful for the change in subject.
âYou know Crux?â Mal tried to match the Kixâs bright tone.
âYeah, we went through medic training together,â Kix said. âCrux and I shipped out after Geonosis. Both the 501st and the 104th had hard times of it. Trained with Tye, the first CMO for the 104th, too, but he would have been before your time.â
Malâs spine stiffened at his name.
A flash of a smile.
âYou deserve to be happy.â
âYeah,â Mal agreed, even as her heart clenched. âBefore my time.â
âHeya, Kix.â
A clone with a large Republic cog in the middle of his helmet fell into step beside Kix. He elbowed his friend as his helmet tilted towards Mal. She could feel his eyes as they looked her up and down before he spied the medical sigil on the shoulder of her jumpsuit.
âRex finally get someone to replace you?â The clone elbowed Kix again.
âYouâd be dead without me,â Kix replied without missing a beat. âMal, meet Jesse.â
âHi!â Even through the modulator, the manâs greeting was warm.
The clone named Jesse stripped his helmet from his head. He tucked it under his arm as he flashed Mal a sideways smile. The cog that had decorated his helmet matched a tattoo that covered most of the upper half of his face, spanning from just under his left eye to the top of his clean-shaven head. His smile stretched across his face, bringing a glint to his eyes and wrinkling the edge of the cog.
âNice to meet you.â Mal couldnât help but smile back. âNice tattoo.â
âYou like it? I lost a game of sabacc to Hardcase, but Iâve grown attached.â Jesse ran a hand over his clean scalp as he grinned a little wider. âSpotchka may have been involved.â
âIt suits you.â
It did. The clone had an animated face, his expression written all over it, and the tattoo emphasized every look. Mal imagined he wasnât very good at sabacc.
âI like her.â Jesse turned to Kix with an air of grievance. âYou never compliment me.â
âShe doesnât know you yet.â Kix chuckled.
âYouâre just mad youâre not the prettiest medic in the 501st anymore.â Jesse snapped back.
Mal winced at the comment. She had a feeling Jesse was just kidding and that the joke was more at Kixâs expense than hers, but it was irritating all the same. Mal had never met a clone who thought less of her expertise because she was a woman. Still, there were plenty of civilian mechanics and medics who did. Any other day, the comment would probably have rolled off her. Instead, Mal thought of the clone from the night before. Would he think less of her if she ever had to treat him? Would he trust her? She quickly pushed that thought aside. No point in considering it. In an army of a billion clones, that wasnât something she would ever have to worry about.
âHard to compete with Kix.â Mal quickly spoke.
Just like that, the worry was gone, and Jesse was reaching around Kix to slap her on the back.
âI like you,â He let out a belly laugh as he repeated his approval.
âYeah, yeah. Donât make me regret introducing you two already.â Kix rolled his eyes before they suddenly flashed.
Mal followed his look down the hallway. Just ahead, two troopers walked with their helmets pressed close together like they were strategizing. One was dressed in clone trooper armor, and the other wore the unmistakable kit of an ARC trooper. His kama swayed around his hips as he walked, arm over the shoulder of the other trooper. They seemed to catch Kixâs attention.
âNow, these two, you definitely need to know. Gotta watch them closely.â Kix spoke, his voice raised and playful. âThey spend more time in the medbay than the rest of the battalion combined.â
They stopped and turned at Kixâs words, the sound of mocking modulated laughter coming from their helmets. Kix and Jesse paused with them, forming a small crowd in the busy hallway, like rocks in a river.
âThis is Mal, our new medic from the 104th.â Kix gestured.
The clone troopers pulled their buckets from their heads. The first man smiled sweetly, a contrast to the single teardrop that decorated the lower lid of his left eye. Mal barely registered him, though. She was too busy gaping at his friend. The second man flashed a knowing, familiar grin. Even without the temple tattoo, Mal would have recognized him anywhere.
Fives.
The first thing Fives saw as he rounded the corner into the mess hall was Jesseâs face. His vod immediately looked annoyed and that put an extra spring in Fivesâ step. Nothing like the sheer pleasure of irritating Jesse without even having to put in the effort.
âAh osik, I bet Tup 5 credits youâd miss roll call.â The lieutenant frowned at Fives over two steaming paper cups of caf. Â
âCome on, Jess.â Fives grinned at his older brother. âYou know me better than that.âÂ
Fives picked up the two cups before he turned, seamlessly slipping the drinks out from under his vod's nose. Jesse leapt up and yelped but, short of leaping over the table, there was no stopping Fives.
He kept moving down the hall, practically gliding, as Jesseâs swears faded behind him. He hummed, sipping on the black caf that Jesse had poured for himself, and savoring each jolt to his taste buds. Fives meandered his way through the maze of the base, nodding to brothers that greeted him. Faces, armor, and haircuts were all distinct. He recognized them all but most of the names escaped him. It was becoming harder and harder to keep track. There were so many, and they came and went all too quickly. It made him feel old in a way that an eleven year old probably shouldnât. Was it eleven? Or was it twelve now?, he wondered. Who could keep track of decanting days anymore? That was Echoâs job and, without his twin, he wasnât ever in the celebrating mood. Finally, Fives slipped into one of the main supply rooms, where he paused before a large supply shelf. It was pressed up against the durasteel and tucked in the back of the dark storage space.Â
âHey, Tup. You there?â Fives called.
âRoger, roger.â Tup called back.
The long-haired clone popped his head over the edge of the fourth shelf, about eight feet off of the floor. He perched there for a moment, chin resting on his hand as he smiled down at Fives. Fives grinned back up at his vod. Tup found the empty shelf the first day after the Umbara deployment, and he dragged a mattress up there to turn it into a getaway. Fives didnât ask why he wanted one and Tup didnât volunteer the information. Instead, Fives just helped him redirect several blankets and a mattress from shipping to an âARC training missionâ and, in a comical heist that involved General Skywalker nearly catching them, assisted Tup in smuggling the large bedding into the supply room.
âSo, how was the night, vod?â Tup winked.
âA gentleman never tells,â Fives smirked up at his brother.
âWell, luckily, youâve never been a gentleman.â Tup laughed as he swung down from the shelf, landing gracefully beside Fives.
âHey! I brought you caf and everything.â Fives held out the second cup to Tup, who took it without hesitation.
âAh yes, three creams. Just how Kix takes it.â Tup chortled as he sipped on the warm liquid.
Fives smiled back at the younger clone. Losing Echo left a hole in his heart that he knew would never be filled, and it had been a long time since he had felt a connection with one of his brothers like that. Tup was different though. He reminded him of Echo in some ways. He was quietly smart. A little nerdy. But he could still merk a Seppie in seconds and without hesitation. He was clever, more clever than most people realized. Fives was still impressed with the plan Tup came up with to capture General Krell. While he knew he could never replace his twin and he wasnât looking to try, he felt a little more whole lately when Tup was around.
âNow, come on vod.â Tup threw his other arm around Fives, âTell me about the night.â
He filled Tup in on a few of the details while they made the walk to roll-call. He skipped the feeling that she had given him when he made her laugh or the way he wished someone would bottle up her scent. Instead, he talked about the other stuff, like how great her tits were and how hot the sex had been. Tup dutifully listened to all of it with a small smile on his face.Â
They made it to roll-call right on time. Jesse glared at Fives over a fresh cup of caf. Fives gave his fuming vod a wave just as Rex called them to attention. The Captain marched down the line, inspecting his soldiers. He paused in front of Fives.
âNice to see you made it back,â Rex muttered, cocking an eyebrow at the ARC.
âNo idea what youâre talkinâ about, Sir,â Fives smirked at his old friend.
Rex let out a familiar sigh of exasperation as he shook his head and continued back down the line.
It was Fives' least favorite kind of day. Drills, strategy meetings, and more drills. The drills drove him crazy. It was all pretend. There was no room to be creative or stakes to make the shineys take it seriously. It seemed like they were getting sloppier and sloppier, and nothing he said would get through to them until the blaster fire was real. The strategy meetings werenât bad, but it was all a lot of talk and pretend. He knew it was important. Fives got that. But there was never a day that he didnât want to be out there, in the fight, instead of planetside doing drills.
âWeâre gonna have to reconsider how weâre using our resources holding Felucia,â Tup was still thinking about their last meeting as the day wound down and they made their way to the mess. Fives was only half-listening, having had his fill of strategy talk for the day, but Tup kept going, his enthusiasm obvious though his modulator. âFocusing on hyperspace lanes instead of the planet itself could help us protect the whole system. We keep fighting these high-cost, low reward battles on the planetâs surface.â
âSânot a bad idea.â Fives heard enough that he looked his vod up and down.
âItâs a great idea.â Tup looked back at him and Fives knew, even through the helmet, exactly the teasing look his vod was giving him. âDonât you run to Rex and steal it.â
Fives snorted and wrapped an arm around Tupâs shoulders.
âI would never dream-â Fives started to protest before a voice rose up behind them.
â⊠these two, you definitely need to know. They spend more time in the med bay than the rest of the battalion combined.â
Fives barked out a laugh. Tup joined him as he tilted his helmet at Fives. He rolled his eyes at Tup and knew, in the same way that Tup knew what expression he was making; Tup was rolling his eyes too. They paused their walk and turned towards Kix's voice.
He was glad he had his helmet on. Standing there, walking with his vode, was the woman from this morning. Her form was now hidden behind a civilian medic jumpsuit, and her long red curls were pulled back away from her face, tied back into a low bun, but he knew her in moments.Â
He knew the light in her eyes as she laughed at Kixâs words. He recognized the smile that danced on those soft lips. He knew the smattering of freckles he could map out on her nose and her cheeks. He knew the way her skin would feel if he were to dig his fingers into those hips, barely hidden by the bulky jumpsuit. Maker, he knew the way she smelled still and could taste it in the air. Or maybe that was just him and the way she lingered on his skin.
Pull it together, Fives. He warned himself. His heart wouldnât slow, though. He couldnât believe his luck as he took in the blue markings on her jumpsuit. She was here, and she was theirs.Â
âThis is Mal, our new civilian medic transfer from the 104th.âÂ
Fives barely heard Kix as he stripped the bucket from his head. He waited for Mal to squeal, to laugh, for the joy to spark in her eyes like it had last night.
âThis is Tup.â His heart threatened to beat out of his chest as Kix droned on, âAnd this is Fives, our resident ARC.â
âAnd resident pain in the ass,â Jesse added loudly.
Fives ignored Jesse as he pressed his lips together in a knowing smile. She knows, you diâkut, he wanted to shout, but Mal spoke first.Â
âNice to meet you.â
#please don't murder me#i know you waited a year for this#and i give you THAT ending#i said it was a slow burn!#arc trooper fives#fives#fives x ofc#arc trooper fives x oc#tcw fives x ofc#oc: mal darroch#the last word#WIP: the last word#WIP: TLW#TLW#captain rex#tcw rex#CT 5555#clone medic kix#tcw kix#clone trooper oc#tcw jesse#the clone wars#tcw#star wars tcw fan fic#slow burn#clone wars#clone wars fives#clone trooper tup#tcw tup#fan fiction
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POV: You're Fives and Echo and you just walked into 79's after a long campaign....
#lizart#my art#my ocs#saachi gunder#yulia secura#arc trooper fives x oc#arc trooper echo x oc#tbb echo x oc#79's#clone wars#star wars the clone wars#star wars oc#clone wars oc
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The journey home was still but not silent. Clones were notoriously known for snoring loudly and Iellan could hear a cacophony of grunts and snorts all over the barracks as the troops rested. His two companions were particularly loud, thanks to the awkward position they had decided to sleep in; one laid his head on Iellanâs shoulder while the other kept his own on his lap. He didn't think it was particularly comfortable; two grown, partly armored clones and one rather small ubese did not fit in the modest barrack beds, however he could not find it in his heart to wake them up, especially since Echo and Fives had gone through all the trouble just to check on him first. Iellan could not compare himself to the clones. They carried the heavy battle on their shoulders and it was clear that, despite their enhanced stamina, the clones returned to the barracks sore and exhausted. Most, didnât even showered before falling into their bunks for a few hours of much needed sleep. The air was filled with the scent of sweat and smoke, a clear proof that they worked their bodies to the limit and yet clones still found time to worry about others around them.  Echo and Fives, for example, had gotten hurt during the battle and yet the moment they heard a bomb had gotten off too close to the weaponeer's position, they rushed to check on his well-being. He was fine, just little shaky and with a couple of scrapes, but still the Domino twins insisted on staying by his side in case he began to feel worse. It was admirable but a bit silly⊠and kind of endearing too. So Iellan didnât move and he did not wake them up. Instead he made himself as comfortable as he could, reading some data on his holopad to spend the time. At one point, Iellan heard Fives angrily mutter something in his sleep, brow furrowing and threatening to wake him up. Whatever shadow he was fighting in his sleep, was winning and Fives didnât seem to enjoy it at all. The smaller male gently brushed his hand through the cloneâs hair, the coolness of his delicate fingers seemed to ease Fives back into a peaceful slumber. With a sigh, the cloneâs brow relaxed and he was back to snoring rhythmically. It pleased Iellan greatly. He himself was not as tired, he could stay up for a while longer and watch over his friendâs sleep. Chase away the nightmares and make sure they got some rest for the short amount of time the trip would take. After everything they had done for him, It was the least he could do for themâŠ
Yaay! The piece is finally done! With a little drabble to match!
Iellan worked as a civilian weaponeer during the clone wars and during the first year he worked directly on the field, working mostly with the 501st.
Echo and Fives saw this tiny, pale, solitary man and took pity on him, deciding to coddle him every time they cross paths. Iellan absolutely despises to be treated as such, however deep inside he does appreciate it. Especially if it gives him opportunities like this, where he can coddle the pair back.
I used this pose by Mellon_Soup as a reference.
I still feel the proportions are off, but I'm overall happy with the result!
#my art#iellan#ubese oc#arc trooper echo#arc trooper fives#clone trooper echo#clone trooper fives#domino twins#clone wars#star wars#clone trooper#canon X oc#star wars oc
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The phenomenon of OCs who are in love with Fives and then Hunter needs to be studied
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Yesss I have commissioned artwork to share with you all <3
This gorgeous and most precious artwork of my OC Lupe and her love Fives was done by the magnificent @amalthiaph! She was one of the first artists I encountered when I started my Tumblr-journey, and I've always wanted to commission her one day. And look at this: it's a dream come true â€ïž
Some ramblings below the cut, but let me tell you what an absolute joy it was to commission Amalthia! Thank you so much! <3
About the commission
It was such a pleasure commissioning artwork from Amalthia! As you can see, her art is stunning and I absolutely adore her unique style! I commissioned her through Ko-fi and se was super quick to respond. She contacted me through Tumblr to ask about some preferences and to share WIPs with me, always checking if she had the details right before continuing. This was actually the first time I ever commissioned someone, and it was a very great experience. I could totally recommend anyone to get a commission from her. Amalthia, thank you so much for the gorgeous artwork, for the wonderful service and for the overall great experience! <3 I might be coming back during another round of your commissions for some more!
About the art
This is my Jedi OC Lupe (I adopted her name as my online nickname here on Tumblr) from my ongoing longfic A Lupe Of Faith. After a most chaotic first encounter with Fives, they keep meeting and causing mayhem at 79's until one thing leads to another, and they fall in love. They end up developing a very strong, loving bond, with a deep care and mutual understanding for each other in between all the horrors of war they both go through. I asked Amalthia to picture them as 'partners in crime', looking both lovingly and mischievously at each other, as it's such an important part of their relationship (and how they ended up being together in the first place). I've put so much of myself into Lupe, and I fell in love with Fives myself as I wrote my longfic, so their bond is very dear to me.
Amalthia pictured it perfectly, and once again, I want to thank her for that. I will cherish this piece forever, and I couldn't be happier with it. Thank you thank you thank you <333
I just can't stop looking at them they are so precious I love them
#lupe (oc)#jedi oc#a lupe of faith#alof#tcw fives#arc trooper fives#fives x oc#star wars art#clone wars art#others' art
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Rex-Meshla's Masterlist âš
Shadows of the Force
Captain Rex x F!OC
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7
Steel Meets Silk
ARC Commander Colt x F!OC
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5
Clone Drabbles
Commander Wolffe
Brat Summer
Testing Limits
Testing Limits âPart 2 (NSFW)
ARC Commander Colt
Take What You Need (NSFW)
Commander Fox
An Unusual Assignment
Captain Howzer
Stolen Nights and Shared Dreams
#captain rex#captain rex x reader#captain rex x oc#captain rex x female reader#swtcw#fanfic#wattpad#tcw#501st#anakin skywalker#obi wan kenobi#master yoda#arc trooper fives#jesse#clone medic kix#kix#echo#jedi#jedi oc#star wars oc#romance#slow burn#rex x reader#fem!reader x captain rex#fives#commander wolffe#commander wolffe x reader#wolffe x reader#commander wolffe drabble#drabble
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I got you - chapter 12
Pairing: Rex x Jedi!ofc
Word count: 7.2k Tags/Warnings: NSFW 18+; drunk sex; piv sex, face-sitting; some degradation; fingering; cumshot on the back? idk how to say this; heavy drinking; Fives and Lexie find out they have something interesting in common; she's not a bad person I swear, she just has anxiety; there's some angst in here too; also can you tell I'm an only child who always wanted to have a big brother?
A/n: so we finally get to the smut. It's the first proper sex scene I've ever written, hope it's good. It's definitely not word for word the fantasies I have about what I'd want this character to do to me... definitely not that. I am simultaneously really excited to see if people will like this chapter and also want to hide under a rock after I hit post, weird combination.
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chakaar - scumbag, bitch, bastard vod'ika - little brother, little sister mesh'la - beautiful
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Coruscant was still recovering from the Zillo beast rampage as Lexie was slowly making her way to the barracks. Echo and Fives were supposed to return from their ARC training tonight, so she finally felt like she had something to look forward to. It had definitely been some eventful few days. From joining Mace Winduâs forces on Malastare, to the frustrating negotiations with the Dugs, to fighting the nearly indestructible Zillo beast, it had been one bad thing after the other.
But thankfully the 501st had a few days of much needed rest, and Lexie was all caught up with her reports and ready to go out and celebrate with the new ARCs like they had planned. She made more of an effort tonight, she was wearing the new, white crochet blouse sheâd just bought the previous day, over a blue bandeau top, with high-waist, leather-like shorts. Her blue hair was pulled back in a ponytail, secured by two braids that started from her temples and her makeup was more sparkly than usually.
She felt a bit insecure, especially with the looks she got from some of the other Jedi as she was leaving the Temple, but she tried to reassure herself that it was a nice outfit, and good for a night out.
However, her insecurities were also coming from the fact that sheâd have to see a certain Captain sheâs been sort of avoiding, something that filled her mind with uneasiness.
They had spoken very little on the way to Malastare. Rex had been nervously waiting for her after the briefing, and had asked to talk to her privately. The two had walked in silence until they reached an empty corridor, and awkwardly stood facing each other until Rex found the words he had been rehearsing since the previous night in the break room.
âGeneral, I need to apologise to youâ, he started.
âNo, itâs fine, Rex, donât-â, she tried to interject.
âNo, I⊠I am very ashamed of my behaviour. I had too much to drink and I⊠I wasnât thinking properly. I am sorry and I promise itâll never happen againâ, he continued, trying to sound as professional as he could.
Lexie couldnât help the way her heart sunk as she heard the words, it really hurt hearing them. The way heâd gently caressed her face, the fact that heâd almost asked to kiss her, it was all she had been able to think the entire night. But he hadnât meant it and now she was sure of it. Â That sounded about right though. Of course he didnât share her feelings, he hadnât actually wanted to kiss her. She felt so stupid that she had allowed herself to entertain the idea that maybe he did love her back. She swallowed hard before pushing all her emotions out of her mind.
âI understand, Captain. Thank you for your apology. Letâs just try to forget it ever happenedâ, she said in a forced calm voice.
Rex had only nodded, avoiding looking into her eyes. He knew heâd break if he did, heâd keep talking and end up backtracking on his apology and admitting how much he wanted to kiss her, to hold her, to make her his. Instead he just left, and he continued avoiding her. He was relieved that she wasnât as upset with him as he worried sheâd be, but the tension between them was undeniable. He had really kriffed up and he wasnât sure how long itâll take for their friendship to recover.
While on Malastare, things had gotten a little better. The tension was still lingering in the air between them, but they managed to fight side by side, to have each otherâs backs, and even to casually chat while on the flight back to Coruscant. It still felt awkward, but both of them had decided to pretend that the night in the break room never happened, for the sake of their friendship.
Once Lexie reached the base, she made her way to the hangar and joined Jesse, Kix and Hardcase who were already there waiting. She had timed it well this time and was on time to see the shuttle arrive on the landing platform and watch as Fives and Echo disembarked and made their way towards them, helmets tucked under their arms.
A bright smile appeared on her face as she watched them proudly walk into the hangar, dressed in their new ARC trooper armor. They had even found the time to customise it and she looked them both up and down, her gaze then landing on the smug smile on Fivesâ face. She hated to admit it but her friend looked good, really good. They stopped at attention in front of her and saluted, a gesture which she returned on this occasion, before dropping the formalities and hugging them tightly.
âYou look amazing, meshâlaâ, Fives whispered in her ear.
Lexie rolled her eyes fondly before stepping out of the way so that the others could greet their brothers. She cursed at herself when she realised that his comment had actually made her blush, something that Fives noticed, bringing him a great deal of satisfaction.
âSo, what do you think?â, Fives asked as he gestured to his armor.
âHmm, not sure, give us a twirl?â, Lexie replied in a playful tone. Fives obliged.
âYou look the part, letâs see if you can play it tooâ, Jesse said with a laugh.
âYou jealous?â, Fives quipped.
âOf you?â, Jesse scoffed.
âEcho. Fives. Good to have you backâ, Rexâs voice sounded from behind, making Lexie instantly tense as she felt his presence.
She moved to the side, a little outside of the group, letting the men catch up. Her eyes kept drifting to Rex and the smile she had carefully crafted was beginning to falter as the conversation progressed and he did not once look in her direction.
Lexie moved her gaze back to the two friends she had really missed but felt her stomach turn a little as she met Echoâs eyes. He was looking between her and Rex with a questioning look. Echo was always so perceptive of her distress, of course he immediately noticed the tension. She swallowed hard and tried to look away but it was too late to pretend that everything was fine, as Echo moved closer to her.
âAre you alright, vodâika?â, he asked quietly.
âYeah, why wouldnât I be?â, she answered automatically. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she fully processed his words and looked up at him, a smile slowly returning to her face. âVodâika? You know Iâm older than you right?â.
âEh, feels right like thatâ, Echo replied, gently nudging her with his elbow. âIf you donât mind, of courseâ.
âNo! I-I donât mind at all⊠it actually means so muchâ, she said quietly.
Lexie suddenly felt overwhelmed by her emotions and for a second she thought she was going to cry. Echo really did feel like the big brother sheâd always wanted, and hearing him call her his little sister filled her heart with a warm, joyful feeling. She let out a small chuckle and Echo put an arm around her, bringing her in for a side hug.
âSo⊠come on, whatâs going on? You seem really tenseâ, he pressed.
She glanced back towards Rex and caught him abruptly looking away from her.
âItâs nothing. Just been some stressful few weeksâ.
âAlright. Iâm here if you want to talk about itâ, he said, releasing her from the hug.
Their attention was caught by a sharp whistle made by Fives.
âAre we going or what?â, he asked with a grin.
âYes! Letâs goâ, Lexie said, allowing a grin as big as his to appear on her face.
The 79s was crowded, mostly with troopers in the 501st blue who could finally enjoy some downtime after months of deployment. Fives practically sprinted towards their usual booth, making sure to snatch it before a couple troopers who were heading towards it could sit down. A few curses in Mandoâa were mumbled by the other men as they walked away in search of another table.
Lexie made sure to slow down, falling in step with Rex. She really wanted to sit next to him tonight. The two of them were the last to reach the booth and the Captain stopped to allow her to sit down first before taking the seat next to her. She looked at him and offered a small smile which he returned. This is good. Weâll have some drinks and laugh and by the end of the night everything will be back to normal.
The first round of drinks was ordered, Jesse insisting they all tried some new cocktail he had the last time he was there.
âItâs really good, itâs called Red supernovaâ, he said.
âYeah, but a cocktail vod?â, Hardcase asked making a face.
âItâs good, trust meâ, Jesse insisted.
âIt really is but itâs definitely not newâ, Lexie interjected.
âWait really?â, Jesse asked.
âYeah, itâs what I was drinking that first night we metâ, she replied with a chuckle.
âWhen did you even start liking cocktails?â, Fives asked Jesse.
âSivra made me try it last time I was hereâ, Jesse replied.
âWhoâs Sivra?â, Echo asked.
âThe drop-dead gorgeous Mikkian I rescued from humiliation after Rex just left her on the dancefloorâ, Jesse replied smugly. âStill canât understand what the hell was wrong with you vod, but your lossâ, he continued, addressing the Captain.
âYou just left a girl on the dancefloor? And since when do you even dance? Iâve only seen you do it once, when Lexie dragged you with herâ, Fives asked with a laugh.
âShe wasnât really my type. And I wasnât on the dancefloor, we were stood close to it, talkingâ, Rex tried to excuse himself.
âBanthashit! since when are pink-skinned women not your type, vod?â, Hardcase quipped.
Lexieâs felt a pit form in her stomach at that comment but she forced herself to keep a smile on her face. She turned her head slightly to see his reaction.
âI wouldnât say they are, noâ, Rex replied, feeling uncomfortable.
âReally? So most of the women you hooked-up with donât have pink skin?â, Hardcase pushed. âCause I definitely remember you leaving this place with two different pink-skinned Twiâlek girls in the past-â.
âAnd there was that Mirialan as well, what was her name? Astri?â, Jesse interjected.
âCould we not go through my dating history right now?â, Rex said defensively, earning more laughs from his brothers.
Lexie shifted uncomfortably in her seat, moving closer to Fives who was on her left. She felt like such an idiot for ever allowing herself to believe that Rex might like her back. Iâm not even his kriffinâ type.
She was now sat so close to Fives that their legs were touching.
âMissed me that much, meshâla?â, he leaned closer to quietly say in her ear.
His hot breath on her skin made her shiver and she turned her head to look at him. âMaybe I didâ, she said matching his sweet tone.
They were interrupted by the droid waitress that arrived with their drinks and Lexie eagerly reached for hers. The group toasted the new ARC troopers and she downed most of the beverage in one go. Curious eyes flickered to her.
âWhoa, slow down. Are you okay Lex?â, Fives asked, placing a hand on her leg.
âJust really needed a drink after the whole Zillo beast disasterâ, she said, choosing to mention only one part of what was bothering her. She could feel Rexâs eyes burnt into her side but she refused to turn her head and meet his gaze.
âWhat actually happened? We saw the damage from the shuttle, looks like the place has been bombardedâ, Echo asked.
Lexie let out a scornful laugh. âDo you want to fill them in on that? Cause if I do I will end up saying some things about the Chancellor that I will definitely regretâ, she scoffed, finally looking at Rex.
âLook, I know you donât approve of what happened, but that thing had to be stoppedâ, Rex tried to argue.
âThat thing was sentient. And the last of its kindâ, Lexie said with indignation. âIt should not have been brought to Coruscant in the first place. The Chancellor is-â.
She abruptly stopped herself, grip tightening on her glass. The Chancellor was fully responsible for all the death and destruction that the creature had caused and Lexie was angry and frustrated with the Jedi Council for going along with it. But she had already had this argument with Rex, an argument that had ended with him warning her that she sounded treasonous, and she didnât want to pick it up again. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
âLetâs just change the subject. Iâm sorry I brought it up in the first placeâ, she continued, pinching the bridge of her nose. âSo, Fives, Echo, what kinds of trouble did you get into during trainingâ.
âThatâs just rude, why would you assume we got into any trouble?â, Fives faked being offended.
âBecause weâve met youâ, Kix chimed in with a laugh.
The conversation shifted back to their ARC training and more drinks were ordered for the table. The twins did actually get into some trouble and the group laughed as they recalled the events.
As she was now feeling a bit more relaxed, Lexie shifted a bit closer to Rex again, her knees bumping his thigh. The three drinks sheâd had in close succession were starting to affect her a little, making her feel a pleasant buzz and lowering her inhibitions. She leaned closer to him in order to have a more private conversation.
âAre you having fun, Captain?â, she asked.
âI am, General. You?â, he answered with a level tone, leaning towards her as well.
âAre we okay, Rex?â, she blurted out. âBecause I am sorry for what I said after the Zillo beast was killed. I know how much you care about the Republic and hearing me criticizing it mustâve been quite disappointin-â
âLexieâ, he cut her off. âI think you misunderstood me. I wasnât accusing you of anything, I was just trying to protect youâ.
She looked at him with a confused frown.
âI understood where you were coming from, why you got angry, and I even agree with you to some degree. But we were in public, and I noticed General Windu was watching you. I was worried youâd get in troubleâ, he continued, keeping his voice low.
âOhâ, was all she could reply. She hadnât noticed Mace Windu had been watching her, she really couldâve gotten into trouble if he had heard her criticize the Chancellor so openly. A warm feeling stirred in her chest. âThank you⊠for always looking out for me, Rexâ, she said quietly.
âThatâs what friends are for, right?â, he said with a half-smile she didnât realise was a little forced.
A few drinks later, Lexie was on the dancefloor with Fives, Echo and Hardcase, jumping around together to the lively music of the club. Jesse was at the bar, trying to sweet talk a Chalactan woman who didnât seem too impressed by his charms, while Kix had just returned to their table and was sat next to Rex. She didnât have any luck tonight in getting the Captain to dance with them so far, but she also didnât want to push too much and ruin the progress they had made in repairing their friendship.
Hardcase was now dancing with a Mirialan woman that had been trying to get his attention for the past three songs, which had prompted Lexie to just drag him over to her and introduce him. She liked playing âwingmanâ to her friends every now and then.
When she returned to where they had been dancing she noticed that Echo had gone to their table, leaving only Fives waiting for her with a sly smile on his face. She flashed him a smile of her own and they continued dancing together and singing along to the songs they knew, his hands coming to rest on her hips as they swayed in tandem to the music, while her arms rested around his neck. After a few songs they both decided to take a break from dancing and return to the group at the table.
âIâll be right thereâ, Lexie told him before making her way to the fresher.
As she was heading back to their booth, weaving through the bodies of sentients, her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar Tholothian woman on the other side of the dancefloor. Gemma was dancing with a trooper from the 212th, looking gorgeous in a gold dress that perfectly complemented her dark skin. Osik. Panic flooded Lexieâs senses as she hurried back to her table, keeping her head down. She wasnât sure if she had seen her.
As she got to the booth, she jumped over Fives, landing between him and Echo, using the former as cover, as she melted into the seat and tried to hide. Rex shot her a confused look from across the table.
âYou good, vodâika?â, Echo asked her. She managed a weak hum of agreement.
This was bad, really bad. With all the missions that theyâd had ever since she joined the 501st, she did not have the time to think about Gemma. She had wanted so much to apologise after seeing her that night all those months ago, and even came close to contacting her after Erosh-4, but had decided against it since she was not in a good headspace at that time. But after that came deployment after deployment, and her conflicting feelings for Rex that fully occupied her mind, and Gemma simply slipped away from her thoughts. She felt so guilty and ashamed it was making her nauseous.
âYou're in trouble, Gemma's hereâ, Jesse announced as he returned to the table.
âHow do you know about Gemma?â, Lexie exclaimed, panic clear in her voice.
Both Jesse and Fives looked at her with a confused look on their faces. âI was telling Fives-â, Jesse started saying.
âWell... so you're not dead after allâ, Gemmaâs voice sounded. She had approached the table and was stood next to Jesse, glaring down at Lexie.
Lexie felt all eyes turn to her as the conversation between Kix, Rex and Echo came to an abrupt stop.
âGemma, h-hi...â, she started.
âHow... how do you two know each other?â, Gemma asked, looking between Lexie and Fives. The look on her face was of horrified shock.
âFives is part of my battalionâ, she replied.
 âOh, of course! That makes perfect, perfect senseâ, Gemma said with a forced, sarcastic laugh. âBecause where else would Fives learn to treat a woman in such a despicable way if not from you?â.
Lexie could feel Rexâs eyes on her and guilt and embarrassment were filling her mind. What will he think of me now?
âThat's not fair Gemmaâ, she said quietly.
âOh it's not fair? And you deserve fair? After everything?â, the Tholothian sneered.
âI'm sorry, I really⊠I-â
âYou're sorry? You treat me like complete shit but you're sorry and it's ok?â, Gemma interrupted.
 âGemma, please. You cannot put all that on me and you know itâ, Lexie tried to protest.
âYou are unbelievableâ, Gemma said, shaking her head in disbelief.
âI'm not sure what's happening but I feel like I should-â, Fives tried to pipe in.
âYou should what? Throw some empty promises around, leave and never call? Just like you taught him, right Lexie?â, Gemma continued in a contemptuous tone of voice.
âGemma, come on...â, Lexie tried to reason with her.
âNo! You know what? You two... you two are perfect together. Absolutely perfectâ Gemma said with spirited gestures of her hands, raising her voice. âSo why don't the two of you just fuck each other and leave the rest of us alone?â.
With that, Gemma walked away and Lexie watched as she headed to the exit of the cantina. She wanted to run after her, apologise properly, but she felt frozen in place. Everyone at the table was watching her and she was so embarrassed. Her eyes flickered to Rex who was looking at her with brows furrowed in confusion. She leaned forward and let her forehead rest on the table with a thump, squeezing her eyes shut. If only her Jedi abilities allowed for her to open the ground and let it swallow her whole.
âWhat just happened?â, Kix asked with a bewildered chuckle.
Lexie sat back up and let out a long breath. âWhat are the chances you guys could pretend that nothing happened and not ask me to explain?â.
âZero. Now spill. How do you know Gemma?â, Fives asked her.
âWait, how do you know her? Please tell me you didnâtâŠâ, Lexie returned his question but could not bring herself to finish the sentence.
âI hooked-up with her a few time. Why?â, Fives said.
A horrified look was plastered across Lexieâs face and Jesse let out a snort, as he was the first one to put two and two together.
âNo⊠donât tell me you bothâŠâ, he tried to unsuccessfully say between laughs.
She looked at Jesse who was laughing then at Fives, seeing the wheels turn in his head.
âYou didnâtâŠâ, Fives said with an amused expression, looking at her. âYou also slept with her?â, he asked loudly.
Lexie let out a groan and put her face in her hands. âItâs actually worse than thatâ, she said, voice muffled by her hands. She rubbed her temples for a little bit before straightening. âMaker just take me nowâ, she mumbled, looking up at the ceiling.
âOkay, you really need to explainâ, Echo said from her right.
âI mean I donât really need to, I could just leaveâ, she said as she stood up.
Fives pulled her back down by an arm. âOh no, youâre not getting out of this that easyâ, he said with a chuckle. âSpillâ.
âUgh, fineâ, she groaned. âBefore the war started, Gemma and I were in a sort of friends with benefits arrangement. Or, thatâs what it started as anyway, but she became too attached and I didnât know how to deal with it so I kind of just⊠completely ghosted herâ, she explained, squeezing her eyes shut and scrunching her nose as she said that last part.
âHow long was that going on forâ, Jesse asked as he sat down next to Rex.
âUhm⊠about 11 monthsâ, she admitted, looking down at the table.
â11?! Lexie thatâs basically a relationshipâ, Kix exclaimed.
âYeah, I know, IâŠâ, she stumbled over her words before reaching for Echoâs glass and downing the alcohol in it. âShe did know I was a Jedi, alright? From the beginning. She knew I couldnât do attachments. Yes, I shouldâve put a stop to it when I sensed the feelings she was developing, but I let it keep dragging on for a few more months. I did like her, I just never felt the same as she was feeling⊠and then, when she eventually told me she wanted more I didnât know how to reject her without hurting her so I panicked, told her I needed some time to think about it, but then I just went MIA on herâ.
âI would not have pegged you for a fuckboy, Lexâ, Fives joked, nudging her with his elbow.
âN-No! no, it was not like thatâ, she turned to him, lifting a finger to empathise her point. âI wanted to talk to her, I just needed some time to figure out how to let her down gently. But then I was called for the Battle of Geonosis, and I got injured and I was in a coma and then I pretty much immediately joined you guys⊠I⊠I feel really fucking awful about itâŠâ, she trailed off.
Fives put an arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer to him. She rested her head in the crook of his neck and closed her eyes, taking in a shaky breath. âCome on, itâs not that bad. Weâve all messed up with girlsâ, he tried to comfort her. Jesse piped in with some agreements.
âIâd say the coma and the war is a pretty good excuse for not contacting herâ, Kix added, offering her a small, supportive smile.
âWell, I still feel like a complete chakaarâ, she said with an embarrassed chuckle.
âYouâre not. Donât be so hard on yourselfâ, Echo interjected.
Lexieâs eyes flickered towards Rex and she felt a pit form in her stomach. He was avoiding her gaze, focused on the glass in his hand. She realised he had not said anything during the entire conversation. How much had she fallen in his eyes tonight, she wondered. She doubted he liked her anymore.
âI need more alcoholâ, she mumbled as she got up, shuffled past Fives and headed to the bar.
Fives shot Rex a pointed look, silently urging him to do something, but when he realised the Captain was not going to go after Lexie, he got up himself and followed after her.
âAre you okay, meshâla?â, he asked, coming to stand next to her at the bar.
âCouldâve done without all that humiliation earlierâ, Lexie replied after she ordered whiskey for the two of them.
âIt really wasnât that bad. Iâve had worseâ, he offered leaning on the bar and facing her.
âYeah, like what?â, she asked, mimicking his body language.
âI had a drink thrown in my face after hitting on a woman I had already slept with but completely forgot aboutâ, Fives said with an embarrassed chuckle. âNow that was badâ.
âHow do you even do that?â, she asked with a laugh.
âIt was a drunken hook-up in the back alley, and honestly I didnât even pay that much attention to what she looked like, I still had you on my mindâ, he replied nonchalantly.
Lexie choked on the drink sheâd just received from the bartender. âWhat?â, she managed to ask between coughs.
âIt wasnât like that. Or⊠okay, maybe a little. It was that night after we first met so I was mainly worried that Iâll get reprimanded for hitting on a Jedi. But, I guess I was also thinking what a shame that you were a Jedi, because, come on, youâre hot. Would have loved to go home with you that nightâ, he said before taking a sip from his drink. The wide-eyed expression on Lexieâs face was bringing him a lot of satisfaction.
âYou really are a bold oneâ, she said with a nervous laugh, trying to feign some composure.
âI tryâ, Fives replied with a shrug and a disarming smile.
Lexie felt her cheeks burning so she looked away, trying to laugh it off. Her gaze wondered back to their table and, to her surprise, she noticed that Rex wasnât there anymore. She looked around a little but could not see the Captain anywhere.
âLooking for Rex?â, Fives asked her, watching her intently.
âWhat? Noâ, she replied automatically.
âHeâs upstairsâ, he said, gesturing with his head to the platform of the first floor. âHe said while you were in the fresher that heâs gonna join Commanders Ponds, Fox and Cody at one pointâ.
âGood for himâ, she replied trying to sound unbothered, while struggling to resist the urge to look in the direction he had pointed to.
âWhatâs going on with the two of you?â, he asked bluntly.
âWhat do you mean?â, she countered.
âLex, come on. Iâve been watching you tonight, you seem really tense around himâ, Fives said.
âYouâve been watching me?â, she asked in a playful tone, taking a step closer to him.
âYouâre deflectingâ, he remarked, following her lead and leaning closer.
âThere is nothing going onâ. She finished her drink, eyes not leaving his. âLetâs go back to dancingâ, she said.
Fives chuckled and shook his head slightly. He downed the remainder of his drink before grabbing her hand and guiding her to the dancefloor. Lexie wasted no time wrapping her arms around his neck, while he placed his hands on her waist. She felt his fingers slip through the holes of her crochet blouse, slowly caressing the skin underneath. The touch sent a shiver up her back and she pressed herself closer to his chest.
For the next couple of hours, Lexie danced, needing to forget about everything, only stopping every now and then in order to do more shots. She got Echo, Kix and Jesse back onto the dancefloor after dancing exclusively with Fives for four songs, and the group danced and jumped around to the music together, until Kix left with the Chalactan woman that had rejected Jesse earlier that evening. Hardcase had long gone home with the Mirialan he had been dancing with, leaving Lexie with only Fives, Echo and Jesse.
Sheâd steal glances towards the platform of the first floor from time to time, catching Rex looking at her on a few occasions. She couldnât tell what he was thinking and it was really frustrating her. She watched as he and Cody left after a while, before Echo and Jesse decided to also call it a night, leaving her with just Fives. But she didnât mind, she wanted to keep dancing with him and the feeling was reciprocated.
A song they both liked started playing and the two of them began singing along to the lyrics. I just want you to make a move/So slow down, sit down, it's new. Lexie took a step back and Fives grabbed her right hand, twirling her to the music. She let out a genuine laugh. She lifted her right hand, hooking her fingers under his chestplate at the base of his neck, and pulling him closer to her as she continued singing the lyrics of the song. You just told me, want me to fuck you/Baby, I will 'cause I really want to.
Fivesâ eyes darkened and he turned her around, Lexieâs back now pressed on the hard plastoid of his chestplate. His hands came to rest on her hips, his grip strong, and she placed her right hand over his. She brought her left hand to the back of his head, gently pushing it down closer to her face.
âWanna get out of here, meshâla?â, Fives said in her ear, his lips grazing the skin as he spoke.
The song ended and Lexie stepped away from him, her heart thumping in her chest. All the alcohol sheâd had tonight was starting to make Gemmaâs suggestion sound like a really good idea. Sheâd not had sex in months and Fives was hot, and right there, and he wanted her, she could sense it. Without much thought she took his hand and pulled him towards the exit.
Back at the base, Fives walked Lexie back to her room. Despite all their flirting tonight, he didnât actually believe anything would come of it. He did like her, he considered her a good friend and found it very enjoyable when they flirted or when they danced together, but she was a Jedi, he respected her and did not expect anything just because of some suggestive conversations theyâd engaged in.
Once they got to her private room, Lexie opened the door and took a step in, turning to look at Fives who had stopped in the doorway. She took in his presence, his eye-catching new ARC trooper armor. Maker he looks good. He was leaning on the doorframe, his eyes, a little unfocused from the alcohol, roving down her body. Lexie felt a pressure building in her core. She shouldnât do it, but the alcohol in her system had lowered all her inhibitions. Kriff it. She reached her hand, hooking her fingers around his belt and pulling him inside the room.
His hands were on her in an instant as he dove in to capture her lips in a hungry kiss. Lexie wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself close to him. Her left hand found itself in his hair, pulling gently at it, causing a low moan to escape from his lips into her mouth. The sound went straight to her core as she felt a tingle of pleasure sweeping over her body.
Fives deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking entrance in Lexieâs mouth, which she gladly welcomed. His right hand travelled down from its place on her hip and grabbed her ass, as he took a few steps, pushing Lexie into her desk.
Lexie broke free from the kiss just for a few seconds in order to swiftly take off her blouse, throwing it behind her on the desk. Fivesâ left hand came up to cup her breast over her bandeau top, kneading at the soft flesh. His lips returned to hers, then moved slowly across her jaw and down the side of her neck.
One of his legs slotted itself in between hers, drawing out a moan from Lexieâs lips as the plastoid pressed against her core. She instinctively rolled her hips into it again, chasing more of that pleasurable feeling. She felt Fives grin against her skin. She needed this, she needed the release from all the tension of the past few months.
âTake the armor offâ, Lexie whispered in his ear.
âAre you sure?â, he asked in between kissing her neck.
âYes⊠If you want toâ, she said.
âHell yeah!â, he exclaimed.
He grabbed a hold of her hips and took a few steps back, pulling her after him, before turning and pushing her on the bed. He started to hurriedly unclasp the upper part of his armor, discarding the pieces on the floor. Lexie shifted in bed in order to take off her shorts. The sight of her in just the bandeau top and underwear was too much. Fives stopped what he was doing and lunged at her, taking off her top and exposing her breasts. He caged her in on the bed, towering over her as he started hungrily kissing and licking her stiff nipples, eliciting a few whimpers out of her at the delightful sensation of his warm tongue.
âYouâre so kriffing hot, Lexâ, he said, lifting his head and allowing his eyes to proudly trail over the marks he had sucked on her chest.
Fives took off his gloves so he could properly feel her soft skin. Lexie tugged at the top of his blacks, stopping his attention to her breasts for just a moment so that he could assist her in taking it off. His mouth returned to her chest, trailing kisses and leaving small bites down her abdomen, his goatee slightly scratching her skin. He planted a sloppy kiss on her clit through the fabric of her lacy underwear, before moving it to the side so that he could lick a long stripe along her folds. Lexie let out a breathless moan.
Fives raised his head from between her legs and looked at her with lust-filled eyes. âYou taste so good, meshâla. I want you to sit on my faceâ, he said in a low tone of voice.
Lexie liked that idea and eagerly nodded. Fives pulled her underwear down her legs before hooking an arm around her back, lifting her up, and moving to take her place laid on his back on the mattress. She straddled his chest and kissed his neck, before moving up and hovering just above his face. Fivesâ hands grabbed her ass, hurriedly lowering her wet pussy to his mouth. His tongue tentatively licked up and down her folds, eliciting a gasp from Lexie as she tried to brace herself on the wall in front of her. He let out a low moan as his tongue started circling her clit, causing her thighs to slightly clench around his head.
Fivesâ tongue dragged around and over her clit a few times before moving it to circle her entrance and slipping it inside her. Her hips started to slowly move as he fucked her with his tongue, a warm, tingling sensation gradually raising in her body, and she moved one of her hands to tangle it in his hair. As he felt her getting closer he replaced his tongue with one, then two of his fingers, moving his lips back to her clit. A few more movements of his fingers, accompanied by him sucking and licking at her clit and Lexie arched her back as the orgasm washed over her, prompting a sigh to escape from her lips and coating his face with her release.
She got off of his face, turning and leaning against the wall as she tried to catch her breath. Fives sat up, reached a hand to the back of her neck and pulled her lips into his, not giving her any respite. He was too worked up now, he needed more of her. Lexie moaned as she tasted herself on his lips, the fire inside her core reigniting. Her hands started exploring his chest, gliding over his toned muscles.
âYouâre overdressedâ, she breathed as her hands reached down and fumbled to unclasp his belt.
Fives chuckled and got up, quickly shedding his kama, the last of his armor and the lower part of his blacks. Lexieâs eyes went wide as she watched his hard cock spring free from the fabric. It was long and thick and she felt her core clench at the sight.
âLike what you see?â, he asked with a teasing grin.
âVery muchâ, she replied, meeting his eyes.
He got back on the bed and captured her mouth in another sloppy kiss. Lexie parted her lips, allowing his tongue to enter and twist around her own. One of his hands groped her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers. His hands then moved to her waist and effortlessly turned her around. Lexie found herself on her hands and knees as Fives leaned over her and kissed the back of her neck.
He then shifted on the bed, moving behind her, and dragged the tip of his cock through her wet folds. Her breath hitched as she felt it catch at her entrance. Fivesâ hands grabbed her hips as he slowly pressed himself inside of her. The stretch was a little painful at first, but the burning sensation was swiftly replaced by pleasure after he pulled out and slammed back into her a few time.
Lexie tightly shut her eyes, low moans escaping from her mouth. His pace grew quicker and his grip of her hips tightened. His unrelenting thrusts, paired with the haze of the alcohol were beginning to be too much, and Lexie lowered herself to her forearms. She burrowed her face into her pillow as Fives hit a spot deep inside of her that made cry out.
Fives wrapped her ponytail around his hand and pulled her head up from the pillow. âOh no, meshâla. I want to hear you screamâ, he growled.
She followed his request and let out a loud moan that echoed through the room. Lexie started pushing back, meeting his punishing thrusts. Pressure was quickly building in her core and her walls clenched around his cock. Fives mumbled some curses under his breath and quickened the pace, his thrusts getting sloppy as he chased his release.
âWho knew you could be such a little slut?â, he said between grunts. Lexieâs walls clenched tighter around his cock at that remark. âOh, you like that huh? You do, you like being called that. Well why donât you act like a good little slut and cum all over my cock then, meshâla?â, he continued in a low voice, pulling her ponytail harder.
A thought entered Lexieâs mind, one that she had been desperately trying to ignore. Rex had the same anatomy as Fives, this was exactly how he would feel inside of her. In this position, not being able to see the man who was fucking hard into her and only hearing the low grunts he would sometimes make, she could even pretend that it was the Captain behind her. That thought was the last thing she required. The pressure released and a wave of powerful bliss washed over her body. She let out a loud cry before her body melted into the mattress.
The sounds she made as she orgasmed were music to Fivesâ ears. He only needed to thrust into her a couple more times before quickly pulling out and spilling his cum on her lower back. He fell to the side and rolled on his back as he tried to catch his breath. Lexie lowered her hips to the bed and turned her head to look at him. The strenuous activity they'd just engaged in had sobered them up a little, and, as they came down from their highs, realisation hit as to what they've done.
âMakerâŠâ, Lexie groaned, hiding her face into her pillow.
Fives got up from the bed and went into the fresher, returning with a damp towel so that he could clean his release from Lexieâs back. She mumbled some thanks before Fives laid back on the bed, pulling her to his chest. They laid like that in silence for a few minutes, with him slowly stroking up and down her back, processing the turn of events that their night had taken.
âSo⊠that was uhhâŠâ, Fives started, sounding tired.
âA mistake?â, she continued.
âA really good one, thoughâ, he offered with a chuckle.
Lexie let out a small laugh and brought a hand to her temples. âUgh. I donât even want to think about how many rules we just brokeâ.
âIt sounded like you really enjoyed breaking them thoughâ, he teased.
âDonât get cocky. It was good, Iâll admit. But it can never happen againâ, she said as sternly as she could, although the amusement was still clear in her voice.
âI knowâ, he assured her.
âAnd you cannot tell anyone. Please. Iâm sure youâd love to brag that you managed to fuck the Jedi but-â
âLex, come onâ, he cut her off. âI wouldnât speak about you like thatâ, he said, a little offended.
âIâm sorry. IâŠâ, she said quietly.
âI actually care about you meshâla, youâre one of my best friends. You do know that, right?â, Fives continued.
âI do nowâ, she replied half-jokingly.
Fives chuckled and shook his head before yawning. âAnd donât worry. I wouldnât have said anything anyway. Rex might actually kill me if he found out I slept with youâ, he said, a trace of guilt present in his voice.
âDonât exaggerate. Like, sure, heâd be disappointed you broke regulations, but I doubt heâd care that muchâ, Lexie said with a snort.
âItâs not because of regulations Lex, itâs because itâs youâ, he replied weakly, half-asleep now.
âWhat do you mean?â, she asked, brows furrowing in confusion. There was no response. âFives?â.
She tilted her head and saw that the ARC trooper had fallen asleep. She glanced at the digital clock on her desk. Maker itâs late. Lexie yawned, the alcohol catching up to her, and she settled more into his side. She could think more about it tomorrow but for now exhaustion was filling her mind and it pushed away the curious comment that Fives made.
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The Dead Do Not Sleep - Coming Soon
Fives x OFC fix-it fic
Multi-chapter
Ships: Fives x OFC, Rex x Ahsoka, Obi-Wan x Cody, Fox x Riyo
Main Characters: Fives, Original Female Character, Rex, Ahsoka, Obi-Wan, Fox, Cody, Echo, Original Jedi Character
When Kat stands in the ruins of what was once her home, her family gone and her people lost, she makes a decision which will change her life forever - and perhaps the very fate of the galaxy. Driven by the need to avenge her familyâs deaths at the hands of the Separatists, Kat volunteers for the GAR and finds herself in the 501st legion where she meets ARC trooper Fives. The two of them soon grow close but with the galaxy on the edge of collapsing and sinister plots threatening to destroy all they know, can there be any hope for a happy ending? Relationships and loyalties are tested as the truth of the Clone Wars is revealed and a race against time begins to prevent Darth Sidiousâ plans from reaching their deadly fruition.
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Shared Experiences
(Part 1, Part 2 tbd)
Pairing: OFC Sellé x Fives x OMC Aergad
Summary: Fives takes the chance at a threesome and being shared.
Rating: Explicit 18+ (Minors DNI)
Warnings: Threesome F/M/M, smut, bisexuality, hand-job, established open relationship between OCs, dirty talk, praise.
Word Count: 3.2k
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A/N: MINORS GET OUT OF HERE!! Hello everybody, it's been a while since I wrote much of anything. Been working way too much for my own good with not enough time to be creative. This has been sitting in my wips forever, and there will be a Part 2 eventually. For now, I hope you enjoy Fives being the bi king he is!!
Shared Experiences
Fives was no stranger to what went on behind closed doors in the storage closets and refreshers of 79âs. More often than not, he was the one who would run off to a vacant space with a willing partner in tow, but tonight, he had been pulled into the darkness of a hallway by a gorgeous, feisty Twiâlek woman.
âFucking hell, SellĂ©,â he moaned, gripping the plush of her hips as she nipped at his neck. With her bright reddish-orange skin under the singular overhead light, she was nearly luminous in the dim hall, but her gold eyes were dark with want.
SellĂ© trailed her lips across Fivesâ neck and jaw as she pressed a hand against his codpiece, holding his back to the wall. Even beneath the plastoid, she could tell he was getting harder as he rutted into her palm and grinned down at her.
âTake me right here, soldier,â she whispered against his sweaty skin. âI donât want to wait anymore. Watching you all night has been torture.â
Fives shifted down to scoop her up, his hands full of her perfect ass as he pushed her little black skirt up her hips. In just a few steps, he was pressing her against the back wall, trapping her in a cage of blue and white armor.Â
She gasped as he pressed a thigh between her legs. The plastoid ridge put the most exquisite pressure on her sensitive folds and clit as he traced his tongue over the black ring piercing in the center of her bottom lip, begging for entrance.Â
Before he could draw a breath, Sellé invaded first, licking into his mouth and capturing his lower lip in her sharp teeth to pull him closer. He let out a sultry growl at the slight pain, but ground his hardening cock against her belly, wishing she had unclipped his codpiece first.
âCome on, FivesâŠâ she begged with a needy gasp, gyrating her hips as his armor rubbed against her rapidly dampening core.
He pulled a glove off, chuckling and nibbling at her ear cone playfully as he worked her black lace panties aside. His goatee scratched against the hot skin of her neck as he prodded her entrance, and the drag of her nails in his hair sent a shiver rocketing from the crown of his head to the base of his spine. Every little sound she made went straight to his cock, and he was eager to feel more of her wet heat on his fingers.
He explored her folds expertly as she hooked her leg around his hip, pulling him closer and proving her impatience. Fives had no problem fucking her right there if that was what she desired, but her breathy whimpers suddenly turned to a fit of giggles, causing him to pause.
âWhatâs so funny, baby? Did that tickle or something?â he asked, confused and pulling back to study her. He was no expert on Twiâlek anatomy, but he had never had much trouble pleasing a woman of any species before.
SellĂ© bit her kiss-swollen bottom lip, looking suddenly adorably shy and trying to hide her smirk as her seductive gaze flicked past him. âNo, but⊠we seem to have caught my boyfriendâs attention.â
Fivesâ eyes nearly bugged out of his skull, and his stomach felt as if it had dropped to the floor.
âYour what?!â he exclaimed, quickly setting her firmly on her feet and whirling around. Although he had never been truly picky about his partners, Fives was no homewrecker and detested the idea of cheating. âYou didnât tell me you were here with someone!â
From the lights pulsing brightly just beyond the entrance to the hallway, he could make out the shadow of a tall figure leaning casually against the wall with his arms crossed.
The seconds seemed to drag by as the figure lazily pushed off the wall and drew closer with long, slow strides. He could tell it was not another clone from the way the man moved, but Fives felt the panic start to rise in his chest when he noticed a crown of small, spiked vestigial horns encircling the manâs head.
Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit. Heâs a Zabrak.
Fives had two options: either he was going to have to very convincingly talk his way out of this predicament, or fight his way out. Even with his venerable skills as an ARC trooper, the last thing he wanted at the moment was a scrap with an angry man of a species known for their natural brute strength.
âDonât stop just for me,â the man suddenly said with a low chuckle. âI like to watch her have fun.â
Fivesâ wary eyes flicked between the two of them as the man stepped into the dim light. He was a bit taller than Fives, leaner with a gentle grace about him, and looked as though he had no intention of picking a fight. As if to prove it, the Zabrak smirked at them as he affectionately brushed SellĂ©âs high cheekbone with his knuckle.
âOh, please,â she huffed, rolling her eyes and distractedly playing with the end of one of her lekku. âYou like to do a lot more than that.â
âWait a minute,â Fives said, holding up his hands and looking between the couple again. He needed more information. âYouâre both okay with this?â
âRelax, Fives, Aergad isnât going to hurt you,â she said reassuringly, placing a hand on his vambrace and nuzzling up to him. âI like being shared, too, you know. Would you be interested in something like that?â
Fives gave Aergad an inquisitive look, his forehead wrinkling in surprise, and the Zabrak nodded suggestively.Â
The prospect of sharing a female partner, with someone other than Jesse for a change, had piqued Fivesâ interest intensely. Although he was not entirely sure of the dynamic that existed between SellĂ© and Aergad, he was not about to pass up an opportunity to have a woman screaming with pleasure if she wanted him. Taking a quick, steadying breath, he made up his mind.
âI-I⊠uh⊠I wasnât expecting this,â Fivesâ stammered, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as an involuntary grin spread across his face, âbut y-yeah, Iâm game.â
Nearly giddy with excitement, SellĂ© stretched up on her tiptoes to kiss Fivesâ scruffy cheek and began pulling him back out of the hallway. Aergad wore a cocky smile as he clapped him on the shoulder good-naturedly as he passed, following on their heels.
The crammed cab ride to their apartment was thankfully short. If it had been any longer, Fives would have pushed up SellĂ©âs tight skirt again and had her cockwarm him because she would not quit wiggling in his lap. The warm, sugary vanilla scent of her skin was intoxicating, and he particularly enjoyed the way she would dig her nails into his neck every time he gave her ass a squeeze.
âEasy, Sel,â Aergad said, playfully admonishing her. âI doubt he wants to cum in his armor.â
âHeâs right, sweetness. Iâd prefer to cum in you,â Fives muttered, kissing the little black, diamond-patterned tattoo resting at the base of her throat. As she ground her hips down into his lap again and giggled her approval, he hazarded a glance back at Aergad, realizing they had not yet discussed any ground rules. âThat okay with you?â
Aergadâs tongue darted out to wet his lips, and he gave Fives a sexy wink while he unabashedly readjusted himself in his pants, watching SellĂ© squirm with delight.
âIf Iâm okay with it, heâs okay with it, handsome. Itâs safe for you to cum in me all you want. Letâs talk more about this inside, though. Weâre here,â she said, scooting off Fivesâ lap and out of the cab.
As he followed them into the turbolift to their upscale apartment, Fives found it a bit odd that Aergad was so willing to let his girlfriend so lewdly seduce and fondle another man right in front of himâa complete stranger, no less. However, he conceded that unless they had anything other than a healthy open relationship, he would have been grappling on the sticky floor of 79âs.
Sellé practically dragged them both down the hall and shoved them inside the apartment when they got to their floor, and promptly asked Fives to help unlace the back of her corseted top. With such an edgy beauty proudly shedding her clothing for him, it was extremely difficult for Fives to take his eyes off of her.
She let the corset fall to the floor, revealing more diamond-patterned tattoos flowing along the curves of her back, and shivered as Fives traced them with gentle caresses of his fingertips. He pulled her close as his hands wrapped around her waist with her tattoos, kissing her neck and giving her waist an affectionate squeeze.
âGet that armor off, soldier,â she sighed as his hands came up to cup her full breasts. âIâll be right back.â
Fives released her and watched hungrily as she scurried off down a hallway. But out of the corner of his vision, he could not help but notice the way Aergadâs violet eyes were drinking him in with a look of barely-contained lust.Â
He could not deny just how attractive the Zabrak was as he recognized that look, and it made his half-hard cock twitch as he began placing his armor in a neat pile next to the discarded corset.
Aergadâs angular face was covered in smooth, light tan skin marked with sweeping, symmetrical linework tattoos of a darker shade, and his striking eyes were stoking that ember into a flame in Fivesâ gut. The tight fit of his clothes also left little of his lean physique to the imagination, and if he said the word, Fives would have been on his knees in a second.
After finally plucking up the courage and stripping down to nothing but his briefs, Fives turned to face his admirer and asked, âLike what you see?â
Aergad gracefully pushed off the table he had been resting on and slowly circled him, trailing his fingers across Fivesâ burning skin. Fives felt his cheeks darken, and he shuddered pleasantly at the taller manâs light touch.
âI think youâre absolutely gorgeous,â he mumbled, his hands settling on either side of Fivesâ neck as they came face to face. âIâd love to fuck you.â
Fives blinked in surprise and swallowed nervously. âOh, I thought you might want me to do that,â he chuckled bashfully, briefly locking eyes with him before averting his gaze again.
Shrugging, Aergad caressed Fivesâ pulse points gently. âEither way works for me. Selâs only into males, but I like to keep options very open.â
He did not quite know what Aergad had meant by that, but he had a good feeling he would soon find outâa prospect that thrilled him more than he expected. He was suddenly overcome with the need to kiss the beautiful man in front of him, but instead settled for resting his hands against Aergadâs trim waist.Â
The rush of nerves must have made Fivesâ heartbeat quicken because Aergad quickly shifted his hands to Fivesâ chest to steady him.Â
âHey, now,â he said soothingly, âitâs okay if you donât want me. You get to decide, since youâre our guest. If you only want SellĂ© tonight, thatâs fine. Iâm⊠Iâm sorry if Iâve come on too strong.â
âNo! No, you didnât. I-itâs fine, really. I justâŠâ Fives found himself gripping one of the manâs slender, but sturdy wrists, soaking in the warmth of his palms and searching for the right words. âIâve been with men before, but Iâve only been a top. Youâre the first whoâs ever said he wanted to fuck me.â
âWe can share you, too, you know,â SellĂ© said quietly, reentering the room. Her slender arms encircled Fivesâ waist, and she pressed her lips into his shoulder blade. âThereâs no pressure at all. If you want to stop now, if you need some time, itâs all right. Whatever you want, Fives, you can have it.â
âI⊠uh⊠Iâm not sure,â Fives replied, reaching down and holding onto one of her arms as well. âNever been given so many choices before⊠with anything.â
Being sandwiched between them was starting to become overwhelming in the best way possible. He was already so hard from the knowledge of both of them wanting him, and the warmth and feel of their bodies were keeping him grounded as his curiosity burned hot for the first time in a long time.
âAergad?â Fives finally asked, swallowing nervously. âKiss me?â
Aergad smiled brightly for a brief second before cupping Fivesâ face in his hands and bringing their lips together.Â
Something deep and primal sparked in Fivesâ brain as Aergadâs lips slotted with his own. He breathed in sharply and leaned into the kiss, but he let Aergad control it. The Zabrakâs lips were thin, but both tender and firm at the same time as they moved against his. Though it only lasted a few seconds, Fives could feel the desire rocketing through him. He could barely hold back the urge to chase him when Aergad pulled away.
âI think Iâd like it if you shared me,â Fives confessed, left breathless and dizzy from the kiss.
With a pleased smile, Sellé came around to his front and took his hands, guiding him to their bedroom.
Fives had barely noticed before, but the whole apartment was incredibly spacious and finely decorated, and the bedroom was no exception. Later he would wonder what they did to afford such a place, but he kept his eyes mostly on SellĂ©, loving the way her bare, luscious body jiggled slightly with every step.Â
However, the oversized bed draped in nothing but plush white blankets and pillows was difficult to ignore. As she sat him down on the bed and crawled behind him, Fives was certain he had never felt a softer bed in his life.
âWh-what should I be doing?â Fives asked uncertainly.
Aergad quickly stripped off his vest, revealing his athletically lithe torso and even more sweeping tattoos. He came to kneel between Fivesâ parted knees, resting reassuring hands on his thighs. âTell you what, since youâre new at this, weâre going to take this very slowly. Have you ever used toys on yourself before?â
His voice was like rich velvet, and Fives once again felt the excitement bubble in his stomach at the sight of the bulge visible through Aergadâs pants. âYeah. A plug⊠just a few times, but nothing fancy.â
âPerfect, I have a few I can use on you first to warm you up. That okay?â
Fives nodded, struggling to control the arousal coursing through him from his core to the tips of his fingers and toes.
âGo get comfortable with Sel first,â Aergad murmured, stroking Fivesâ cheek. âIâll get everything prepped.â
As he strode off into another room, Sellé pulled Fives further onto the heavenly bed. She waited for him to settle into the cloudy pillows before straddling him and grinding delicately over his still-clothed cock, smiling at his contented groan.
âFuck, youâre kriffing hot,â Fives hissed, eagerly running his hands up her body and bucking into her gently. It was also the first time he noticed the barbell piercings in each of her nipples, and he gently thumbed one to tease her, delighting in her little moan. âI still wanna cum in you before the nightâs over.â
SellĂ© giggled, kissing the tip of his nose and leaning into his touches on her breasts. âThat can be arranged. But first, some ground rules. In this room, we use the color system, and âredâ and ânoâ mean we stop immediately. I may look kinky, but Iâm not into anything non-consensual. Neither is Aergad. Do you understand?â
Fives nodded seriously. âYes, I do.â Just from her tone, he could tell he was in experienced hands in a very safe space. Nothing would happen without him wanting it to, and it helped him relax further.
âDonât get ahead of yourself, either. This is going to be new for you, and Aergad and I have done this before, so if we see you slipping, weâll stop and check in. Understand?â
âYes,â Fives replied again. Her gold eyes were just as fierce as they were affectionate, and he felt himself wanting to melt beneath her from the fire coursing through his veins. If it had just been the two of them, he imagined he would have already made her cum on his tongue, and that desire to do just that quickly cemented itself in his mind.
A heartbeat later, Aergad reentered holding a small container full of various toys, lube, gloves, and bio-sheaths.
âAll set?â he asked, kneeling beside them and lovingly petting down the full length of SellĂ©âs lek to make her shudder pleasantly.
As both SellĂ© and Fives replied affirmatively, SellĂ© shifted further up onto Fivesâ abdomen, covering his hands with hers as they continued playing with her breasts and piercings. She began grinding her aching clit against the curls disappearing into his waistband, searching for the delicious friction between them.
Sliding up against Fivesâ side, Aergad began slowly pressing a hand up his muscular thigh and teasing the edge of his briefs, pulling them down just enough to reveal the swollen tip of Fivesâ already weeping cock.
âIâll use my hands first, then weâll work up to toys,â Aergad whispered against Fivesâ shoulder, kissing his bronzed skin as tenderly as his words. âI promise Iâll be slow.â
Fives nodded fervently in agreement and gripped SellĂ© more firmly above him. âNeed one of you to touch me. Please⊠touch me,â he gasped, barely able to believe how desperately he desired them both.
Fives thrust involuntarily into Aergadâs hand as the Zabrak pulled his underwear out of the way and grasped his cock, and his moan sounded wanton to his own ears. The callouses on his palm were a bit rough, but it was nothing compared to the relief of the pressure and warmth. As he looked at the man beside him, he was once again captivated by his violet eyes.
âYou have a beautiful cock, Fives,â Aergad praised, his mouth watering at the sight of it. He released him to thoroughly lick his palm and adjust his grip before stroking him even more firmly. âSo thick and hard. Look at him, Sel.â
SellĂ© twisted around and grasped Fivesâ length behind her, joining her grip with Aergadâs. âOh, heâs gorgeous,â she praised, deliberately pressing hard against the prominent, pulsing vein running up the underside. âCanât wait to have you inside me and stretching me out, soldier.â
âF-feels good⊠so good,â Fives groaned, his every nerve tingling with need at their words. âWant⊠I-I wantâŠâ
âItâs okay, donât be shy,â she said softly, slowing her movements to lean forward again and take Fivesâ face in her delicate hands. âTell us what you want.â
Fives could hear his heart hammering in his ears, but he gripped her thighs and pulled her up with surprising strength. âI want you to sit on my face,â he growled, once again finding his confidence and dying to taste her.
As soon as she shifted up onto her knees and straddled his head, Fives pulled her down and began devouring her like a man starved. He felt his cock twitch hard in Aergadâs grasp as SellĂ© let out the sweetest gasp of pleasure, and he knew he was in for the night of his life.
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The Last Word: Chapter Four
CHAPTER FOUR: SAY NOTHING
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Pairing: Fives/OFC
Chapter Summary: Brought face-to-face with Fives after their one-night stand, Mal faces hard choices and harder truths. Meanwhile, Fives knows at least one thing that this new battalion medic is hiding and he's beginning to suspect that there might be more.
Chapter Warnings: Some swearing (mostly in mand'o), Mentions of Umbara/past trauma and past sexual situations, canon-typical violence, character death mention/flashback
Chapter Word Count:Â 5.8k
Recommended Listening:Â Say Nothing by Flume feat. MAY-A
A/N: Another new chapter? Within a month? WHO IS SHE?
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She was staring, a sardonic voice pointed out from somewhere deep within her. Mal snapped her mouth shut and clenched her jaw to keep it from falling open again. Fives was here.
For a moment, she glowed. Mal felt herself light up as the night before enveloped her. She thought about the boundless joy of his laugh, the soft friction of his facial hair, the heat of his broad body, the gentle and hungry press of his lips. Then, she caught the dull reflection of her green eyes in the durasteel wall behind him.Â
Panic rippled through Malâs body, casting any lightness into deep, dark shadow.Â
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
âThis is Tup.â Malâs heart was racing as Kix went down the line, oblivious to the inner turmoil that sheâd been thrown into. âAnd this is Fives, our resident ARC.â
âAnd resident pain in the ass,â Jesse added.
Fives pressed his lips together in a smirk. There was no doubt he recognized her. The ripples of panic swelled into waves that threatened to pull her under any moment. She did the only thing she could think of.
âNice to meet you.â Mal quickly spoke, a bit louder than she meant.Â
Tup gave a cheerful reply that she only faintly heard. Instead, Mal stared at his brother. Fivesâ eyebrows shot up. His eyes flashed over her and he frowned before he finally nodded. Mal let out a breath she didnât realize she was holding.
âLikewise.â Fivesâ reply was pointed, but only to her.
âCome on,â Kix said as he took a step forward, oblivious to the thousand little unspoken words that had just passed between his new civilian medic and his brother. âIâm starving.â
The small group moved together to the mess hall. Around her, Jesse, Kix, and Tup joked and laughed. Only she and Fives walked in silence, sweating under the unforgiving lights.Â
The waves of panic had passed, turning into a heavy rock that sat in the pit of her stomach. While Mal waited for his move, she ruminated on her bad luck. The chance of Fives being in her battalion had to have been a million to one. But here he was and now she was about to eat dinner with him. She half-listened to Jesse as he made a joke about GAR food and let out an obligatory laugh when she was supposed to, but inside, Mal was reeling.</p>
No Jedi, no medics, and especially no clones. She had that rule for cycles, and now one slip-up, fueled by alcohol and momentary passion, could undo everything. To begin with, it was unethical and unprofessional. She was already an outsider in an army of brothers. While the 104th was her family, the 501st wasnât. They didnât know her and she didnât want them to make assumptions before they did. Then there was the moral failing of sleeping with her patient. She would have to care for him and now she risked her position being compromised. Any care she gave him or any of his brothers would be scrutinized to make sure she wasnât showing favoritism, misusing resources, or wasting GAR time. The upper management of the civilian volunteer force would descend on her like a pack of danchafs. And that was if they didnât just discharge her.
And that, she thought, as her. stomach began to turn, would be unthinkable. This was supposed to be her chance to make things right. The 501st was where she was going to find answers. But now a single mistake threatened it all.Â
For one weak moment, Mal wondered if there was still time to transfer back. She missed the 104th more than ever. Sinker would think this was hilarious and do that thing where he laughed so hard he snorted. Boost would roll his eyes. Mal let out a small sigh to herself. She needed that right now. She could even go for one of Cruxâs lectures.
The mess hall was loud and crowded. It pulled her back to her surroundings and away from the spiral of her inner monologue. Kix checked in to make sure she was familiar. After she reassured him, he and Jesse took off for the dessert station.
She gathered her tray and got in line. Involuntarily, her eyes drifted over the soldiers, trying to find Wolffeâs scowl, even though she knew it was light years away. Instead, she found only unfamiliar, familiar faces. Protein cubes turned her stomach in a good day and today she almost retched as it was plopped onto her plate.
âNot a fan?â Tup asked, making her start. She hadnât realized heâd followed her in line. âCanât say theyâre my favorite either.â
âI uhâŠâ Mal grimaced as she tried to fix her face. âYeah.â
âLook at it.â Tup poked at the jiggling block before he shot her a commiserating look. âWe got real meals on Kamino. 'Bout the only thing I miss about that soggy planet. But you get used to âem.â
You get used to âem. Mal nodded. She thought about telling Tup that no matter how many GAR meals she ate, the protein cubes would always taste of metal ore to her. But she didnât say it. She opened her mouth just to make sure she could.
Mal followed Tup over to the table where the four other clones were waiting for them. Kix and Jesse were arguing over something that sounded like a battle strategy but also could have been a drinking game. Tup sat next to Jesse, and as Mal slid onto the bench beside him, She found herself face-to-face with Fives again. He was still watching her carefully. Â
 Her hope for answers, everything she was here to do could shatter right before her eyes. She shifted her jaw as her mind raced. She could do something. Mal had to do something.Â
âIâll grab water for the table.â She put her tray down. âItâs Fives, right? Want to give me a hand?â
Fives raised an eyebrow at Mal as he hesitated, but curiosity seemed to get the better of him.
âRoger, roger.â He said as he stood, his umber eyes never leaving hers.Â
For a moment, she hesitated, wilting in his dark look. Something in her wanted to make him laugh just so she could hear it again. Seconds passed and Mal felt the other three watching her curiously. She spun on her heels, and the table soon turned its attention and debate quickly pick back up. Fives was hot behind her, catching up to her pace in just a few strides. A moment of silence passed as Mal waited until she was out of earshot from the table.
âIâm sorry about the greeting.â Malâs words were hushed, falling stuttered from her lips as she made her way across the mess with the ARC trooper. âI was caught off guard.â
âThat makes two of us.â
His low voice was right in her ear. Her breath hitched just a little as she realized how close he was.
She finally reached the water fountain. Mal took five cups from the stack piled on the counter and handed two of them to Fives. This gave her a moment to look at the man. He stood less than a foot away, one armored hip leaning up against the counter as he waited on her next move. Mal swallowed. He was so very close. The last time he had been this close, his lips had been pressed against her cheek. She blinked, pushing the memory away.Â
âI just think itâs best if we keep things professional.â
âYou made that very clear.â Â
Fivesâ voice was still low and it was becoming increasingly unfriendly. A part of her stung as she realized she never would have thought it came from the same relaxed, warm man who was in her apartment just hours ago. Focus, Mal thought to herself, You have to do this.
âIâm sorry, I donâtâŠâ Mal started before Fives cut her off.
âDonât worry, cyarâika.â Fivesâ tone returned to casual as he began to fill the glasses in his hands with water. âYour secretâs safe with me.â
Despite his reassuring words, she couldnât help feeling like sheâd fucked up again. His attention never left the glasses and, after he finished, he took a wide step away, giving her plenty of space to fill her three cups. Mal walked silently back to their meals, several steps behind the clone. The men at the table had seemingly settled their debate, and decided to turn their attention to her.
âSo youâre from the 104th, huh? Whatâs Wolffe actually like?â Jesse asked as she sat back in her seat. âI bet heâs a big softie.â
âYou thought Fox would be a softie and how did that turn out?â Fives scoffed at his brother as he slid him a cup of water.
âIâll win him over yet.â Jesse grinned.
âNot with that lifetime ban from the Senate you wonât.â Kix prodded Jesse with an elbow to the side.
Jesse waved off his brothers as he turned back to her. Mal quickly began to stuff the protein cube into her mouth to avoid his questions, only retching a little at the taste.
âWere you on Khorm when he lost his eye?â
Mal coughed, choking on the gelatinous mouthful.Â
âJesse, shut the fuck up,â Kix ordered.Â
Mal shot Kix a grateful smile as she carefully swallowed. She hadnât spent long with Kix, but she had a feeling he didnât take that tone with Jessie often. Jessie, for his part, suddenly found himself preoccupied with his protein cube, a slightly sheepish look on his face.
âSo what planet are you from?â Tup asked, trying to find a more friendly topic.
Her stomach clenched. Another subject she wanted to avoid. Mal hadnât considered that this new squad wouldnât know her from Chancellor Palpatine. There was a privilege in not having to explain herself and it was gone now.
She weighed the answer for a moment.
âTakodana.â Mal finally answered truthfully.
Fives snorted. Malâs eyes shot to him as she waited. He just shook his head. Then he paused for a moment before he lifted his eyes to hers.
âTakodana? Why do I know that name?â Fives looked at her for the first time since they had both sat down.
She held her breath for a moment. She watched as he frowned, deep in thought. While Fives was distracted, Jesse spotted an opportunity. He snatched the cake from Fivesâ tray while the clone was frowning at Mal.
âHey!â Fives swiped at air as he realized the theft.
âThatâs for the caf this morning.â Jesse grinned at the ARC trooper.Â
Mal sighed in relief as Fives also excused himself quickly after. She watched out of the corner of her as he walked away. He didnât look back. The conversation devolved into brotherly harassment as the boys lost all interest in grilling the new girl.
Mal stayed through the meal and long enough for Kix to give her a digital tour of the Venator med bay, but soon he released her with praise for her first day that mostly involved how well she put up with Jesse, and instructions for reporting bright and early tomorrow. The 501st was shipping out again.Â
It wasnât until her apartment door slid shut behind her, Mal realized she had made it back to her apartment. It felt like a lifetime ago that she had left it. The shadows seem longer, jutting out at strange angles, like the place wasnât quite hers anymore. She didnât bother to turn on the light as she dragged her body across the small studio, the city offering enough of its own through the windows. Mal stripped the jumpsuit from her body and threw herself into bed, exhausted emotionally and physically. Despite the tiredness that clung to her bones, she immediately sat back up. A spicy, sweet scent of whiskey, smoke, and heady sweat invaded her nostrils. It was Fives. He was still lingering on the sheets.Â
She tossed for a few moments and tried to ignore it but, no matter what position she lay in, he followed her, his memory wrapped around her just as he had earlier that same day. She couldnât escape it, no more than she could when she fumbled her greeting to him. Sheâd slept with one of the men she was supposed to protect, to help. Fraternization was specifically against the rules for civilians and GAR soldiers. Sheâd be discharged without a second thought.Â
On the bedside table, the small Wolfpack pin glinted in the moonlight. She would fail Wolffe, Crux, and even Tye. And, worse, she would fail the twins. She turned again, but a new wave of Fives and a memory of his arms wrapping around her suddenly was suddenly all around her.
Mal huffed and threw the blankets back. She swung her legs off the side of the bed, sitting up. Mal hung her head, letting it fall to her palms for a moment. Too tired to change the sheets, she pulled her duvet behind her as she dragged herself to the chair.Â
The nightmares came again that night.
Malâs words were a bucket of ice down his spine. Cold and formal. He scanned her face but there was no hint of recognition. Fives reeled. For a moment, he teetered on the edge of calling her out. Nice to meet you? Did my dick give you amnesia? But then he thought about his vode. He didnât need them to see this rejection. No, for all they knew he had a one-night stand who he left breathless and reeling and totally in love with him. He was going to keep it that way. For now.
âLikewise.â He finally settled on the curt reply.
âCome on,â Kix pushed forward, his mind on food as usual. âIâm starving.â
He watched her from the corner of his eye. She was laughing at something Jessie had said, but he could see that she was watching him too. Probably scared he was going to air her dirty little secret. Tup noticed something was wrong right away. He shot Fives a look as they were swept up in the mess hall crowd. A wordless conversation passed between them. A look of concern. A shrug of unconcern. An eyebrow of skepticism. A smile of reassurance.Â
Relax, Fives reminded himself. Time to watch and see how this plays out. Think like an ARC.Â
He piled his tray with fortified protein and settled into the table with his friends but no sooner than he had sat down, his eyes found her again.Â
Mal trailed behind Tup. She shifted as she walked. A wiggle of her fingers, a soft clench and unclench of her jaw, a slight roll of her neck. It was like she was taking roll call of her body. A red curl escaped her hair tie and hung down over her eyes. She glanced at it and huffed, blowing it to the side. She glared at the errant lock as it fell back into her face, the dusting of freckles on her nose wrinkling. Tup led her to their table, sliding in next to Jesse, leaving enough room for Mal next to him, and right across from Fives.
She didnât seem to realize where she was sitting until she was almost at his eye level. Finally, her jeweled orbs met his. Mal blinked as she stared at him for a moment. He tried to hold her emerald stare. Why, he wasnât sure.
âIâm going to go grab water for the table.â She quickly announced to the table before she turned back to him. âItâs Fives, right? Want to give me a hand?â
The hesitancy was a nice touch. Smart. Fives raised an eyebrow as he considered her invitation. Half of him wanted to reject her immediately, but he wanted to see where this was going.
âRoger, roger.â He rose, stepping over the bench to follow her.Â
Fives trailed behind her, watching as other clones turned, sometimes slowly and others obviously, and elbowed each other when they took notice of her. He couldnât blame them, but a frown still snuck across his face. The gray jumpsuit with its long blue stripes along the seams swallowed up most civilian medics, but hers gently hugged her curves, showing the lines of her body that he had traced just hours ago. Luckily, before his mind could wander too far, Mal tilted her face up towards him. She had waited until they were out of earshot of the table.
âIâm sorry about the greeting.â Her voice was quiet. Something about that irritated him even more. There wasnât even anyone else around and she was still scared of being noticed with him. âI was caught off guard.â
âThat makes two of us.â Fives thought it was a measured response.
âI just think itâs best if we keep things professional.â
She wasnât wrong. Fraternizing with civilian members of the GAR was strictly forbidden. He didnât think Rex would care, and Skywalker⊠well that was a more unpredictable reaction, but he suspected the General would look the other way. Clones trapped under lesser Jedi would be at risk of reassignment or worse. Still, that didnât excuse her and Fives pulled no punches with his tone.
âYou made that very clear.â
âIâm sorry, I donâtâŠâ She started.
Mal shifted under his blazing look. Fives decided that, whatever was coming next, he wasnât going to hear it. She didnât get to apologize to him. He didn't want it and he didn't need it.Â
âDonât worry, cyarâika.â Fives kept his voice as even as he could as he turned to start filling up water glasses. âYour secret is safe with me.â
He turned back to the table, spilling water over his hands in the rush. He told himself to slow down. Breathe. He wasnât going to let her ruin his mood. Ruin this day. Fuck that and fuck her.
He could sense Mal as she scurried behind him, trying to keep up with his long steps. They rejoined the table. Fives debated moving down next to Tup. He looked up at her again and she wilted under his stare. No, he decided. He was going to have to get used to this. His vode started in on her as soon as they got back to the table. Fives felt a flare of annoyance.Â
âSo youâre from the 104th? Whatâs Wolffe actually like?â Jesse jumped at the new girl. âI bet heâs actually a big softie.â
Fives snorted at Jesse, half-tempted to throw his water to him instead of pass it.
âYou thought Fox would be a softie and how did that turn out?â Fives rolled his eyes.Â
It was only last month that Fives had to go get Jesse from the base prison. Fox had glared out at him under hooded eyes, and stood still with crossed arms as Fives tried to bargain for Jesseâs release. He knew that Fox knew that Fives had been involved with the plot to steal the Corrie Guardâs mastiff for the night, but that, unlike Jesse, they hadnât been able to catch him. Eventually, Fox wordlessly punched a fist into a button, releasing Jesse from his cell, and then, with a single pointed finger, directed them both out of the brig. Fives wasnât looking forward to the next time their paths crossed.
âIâll win him over yet.â Jesse grinned, undeterred by the same memory.
âNot with that lifetime ban from all Senate buildings you wonât.â Kix prodded him with an elbow to the side.
Fives shook his head. He thought they had gotten away with their failed prank as they crawled back into their bunks, trying to get an hour of sleep before roll call. His eyes had just started to drift closed when Rex burst into the barracks, erupting and swinging his datapad at them. Somewhere in the scramble away from his momentarily deranged captain, he learned that Rex had woken up to several colorful messages informing him that Fox had banned Fives and Jesse from all Coruscant Guard-held spaces for life. It had taken twenty minutes and the promise of latrine duty for two weeks to soothe the Captain.
âWere you on Khorm when he lost his eye?â
âJesse, shut the fuck up.â Kix snapped in a warning tone he rarely took with Jesse. Fivesâ eyes flashed to Kix. Interesting. He was protective of his new medic already.
âWhat planet are you from?â Tup said mildly, carefully changing the subject.
âTakodana.âÂ
Fives snorted. A hick from a rural backwater planet. Then he heard it. Takodana. Fivesâ spine stiffened at a memory he couldnât quite grasp. That sounded familiar. He knew a lot of planets at this point. Ones heâd been to and ones he hadnât. But there was something about that name that tugged on some recollection or information buried somewhere deep in his databanks of training.Â
âTakodana? Why do I know that name?â Fives finally let his eyes meet hers again.
Her beryl eyes widened and he watched as a flash of fear rippled across her face. It was gone in the next second. He might have even imagined it. He wanted to dwell on it, to hold the moment and tear it open until he understood, but a motion from the corner of his eye caught his attention.
âHey!â He said, as Jesse snatched his cake from his tray.
Fives tried to swipe out to grab it but it was too late. His vod planted his fork into the stolen dessert.
âThatâs for the caf this morning.â Jesse stuck his tongue out at Fives with a victorious wink.
Fives shook his head at Jesse and waved his hand in surrender.Â
âSavor it, vod.â He forced a laugh as he stood. âSee you all later.â
Leaving the suffocating din of the mess hall behind, Fives followed a familiar path to Rexâs office. The durasteel hallways were empty while everyone was at dinner, and the only sound was the rhythmic echo of his boots against the floor. Usually, Fives appreciated these quiet moments alone. He loved his brothers, and he knew he could be as loud as any of them, but moments where he could hear himself think were precious and far apart when in an army of millions. There was nothing solitary about this moment, though. His thoughts marched beside him, louder than the clang of his footsteps, with memories as all-consuming as the vacuum of space. It wasnât until Fives reached Rexâs door that he snapped out of the deep trance. There were voices on the other side.
The blast door slid open just as Fives raised his hand to knock. He stepped back to let General Skywalker and General Kenobi walk out.
âHello there, Fives,â Kenobi greeted him as Anakin nodded.
âEvening, Generals.â He saluted the Jedi. âCommander Tano.â
The Togruta followed behind the Masters, buzzing with an excitement that Fives knew could only mean a new mission.
âBe nice to Rex,â Ahsoka winked at Fives and he felt his icy mood melt just a little. Ahsokaâs good moods were infectious around the 501st. When she was happy, they all tended to be. âHe just spent two hours trying to rein in Skyguy's battle plans.â
Her master shot a look of annoyance at the padawan and the clone before he chuckled and shrugged.
âSheâs not wrong.â Anakin flashed a brazen grin at the ARC trooper.
âIâm shocked, General.â Fives smiled back before he turned to Ahsoka with a wink of his own. âAnd when have I ever been mean to Rex?â
All three Jedi laughed at that.
âHave a good evening, Fives.â Anakin bowed his head before the three Jedi turned back to their journey, likely back to the Temple.
âYou too, Sirs.â
Fives stepped into the dark office space. Rex sat at his desk, massaging his temples, as he frowned at a holomap glowing in the dim light.
âTano and Kenobi act like Skywalkerâs the crazy one, but theyâre all just as bad.â Rex groaned, not looking up at Fives.Â
âWeâll make the most of their plans and take whatever the Seppies throw at us.â Fives settled into one of the chairs across from Rex. âYou know that, Captain.â
âOf course,â Rex pressed his thumb to a button on his desk, and the holomap disappeared. The lights returned to the room, and he leaned back into his chair, taking on the quiet calm that came from being alone with an old friend.Â
âHowâd the debrief with the council go yesterday?â Fives asked. He didnât want Rex to think he rushed in here to ask about Mal.Â
âAs well as expected,â Rex grumbled. âMost were supportive. A couple of them tried to press me. Didnât got over well with me or General Skywalker though.â
âWe saved the galaxy from one of Dookuâs pawns, and there's Jedi out there pushing back against us?â
âJust a one or two. General Billaba had some hard questions.â
âBillaba's been out of the fight too long. I know she went through it after Haruun Kal, but to be questioning us? That's kark, sir.â Fives crossed his arms. "She just got that seat back anyways."
âTheyâre allowed to ask questions. It was certainly a⊠unique situation.â
âWell, if you need someone to take out another JediâŠâ
âThatâs not funny, Fives. Youâre just dying to get that court martial.âÂ
âI was going to suggest Tup.â Fives wiggled his brows.
âDiâkut.â Rex muttered under his breath as his eyes shot upward.
Fives chuckled, enjoying the little victory of pulling an eye roll from Rex.
âThe briefingâs not why youâre here, though.â Rexâs serious look melted into a wry smile. âWhatâs on your mind, Fives?â
Fives sighed. He never could keep anything from Rex. Maybe it was because they were brothers, or maybe it was because Rex had known him since he was a shiny on his first mission. Sometimes, he suspected it was because he was similar to Rex in ways the older clone would never admit. Whatever it was, Rex could tell he wasnât just in his office for a nightcap.
âThe new medic⊠whatâs her deal?â Fives asked, hoping his voice was more neutral than he felt.
âAmal Darroch?â Rex raised an eyebrow at him. âComes highly decorated and recommended from the 104th. Took everything I had to pry her from Wolffe.â
âYeah?âÂ
âYeah, he hung up on me the first three times I asked.â Rex chuckled to himself. Fives sometimes forgot that Rex was a younger brother too.
âWe need medics that bad?â Fives frowned.
âNot just medics. We need the best medics.â Then Rex eyed the arc trooper. âCome on, you know that better than anyone. Kix is ready to ban you from the medbay.â
Fives tried to smile at the joke but found it refused to come. Instead, he kept thinking about Mal.
âAnd sheâs the best?âÂ
âWhatâs on your mind, Fives?â Rex repeated. âYouâre usually not this shy about sharing.â
âDunnoâŠâ Sheâs hiding something. Maybe multiple things. He wanted to shout it, grab Rex by the shoulders and shake him until he could see what Fives saw, but instead, he hesitated. They did need medics, and they needed good ones. If she was that good, his brothers would be better off with her around. âJust have some questions about her, is all.â
âWell, Iâm here if you need anything.â Rex reached for his datapad, sensing the conversation was over. âJust try not to kill her or kriff her.â
Fives finally forced a laugh as he stood with a small salute.
âRoger, roger.â
Fives shut the door behind him, leaving Rex to his plans. The silent hallways that lined his path back to the barracks were even louder on his return route. Malâs face swam before him. A flash of her laugh and the parting of her full lips melted into the image of her stoic greeting. And if she was hiding this, what else was she hiding? Why did a civilian join the war when most of them prefered to stay safe on their cities and planets far from the battle lines? What game was she playing here? This wasnât a game to him. This was his life and his brothersâ lives. He thought of how she shifted in her seat at the mention of Takodana. There was no doubt about it. Mal was hiding more than just their night together, and Fives would have to keep an eye on her until he found out what it was.
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Her paddle sliced through the inky glass of the water with the precision of a beskar blade. She quickly lifted the wooden tool, letting the canoe propel forward with the smallest wake. Despite the exactness of her strokes, Mal never looked down. Instead, she frowned at the horizon. It was dark and the air still held the wet chill of the night before it turns to dew, but the midnight blue at the very edges of the sky had started to pale, a sure sign that she had stayed too long. She wasnât late. Not yet. But she paddled with a speed that she hadnât practiced in a long time. Her shoulders ached, muscles that had long been forgotten in the mines, called out in protest of her neglect but she never winced or paused.Â
She stepped out into the shallows without a splash and pulled the boat into the overgrown shore where she covered it in the browning large leaves and the ivy, damp from yesterdayâs rain. Mal wiped the soil on her palms along the edges of her poncho before she reached a hand into the bag at her side. She felt the delicate petals of the nysillin and finally let her shoulders fall from her ears.
The path was overgrown, disused in the last year since the Mining Guild came, but she knew it by heart. Her feet led on as she scanned the dark underbrush, one hand on her blaster and the other one on her bag.Â
Sheâd only made a few steps into the dark woods when a sound made her stop. Someone or something had coughed. In a flash, she pulled her blaster from her hip, gripping it at the ready as she scanned the trees.Â
âHow did I know Iâd find you still here?â
Her eyes finally landed on the source of the sound. Leaning against a large oak a few yards up the path was a tall man, his muscled arms crossed in front of his broad chest, cutting a stern profile in the shadow of the woods. Her eyes focused on the shape and, in the last throes of starlight, she began to make out a familiar profile.
âCouldnât help me with the boat, huh?â Mal raised an eyebrow as she lowered her blaster.
âAs I recall, last time I tried to help you with the boat, you hit me with an oar.â The sandy-haired man gave a small sideways smile and for a brief moment, she recognized the boy she grew up with.
She snorted, âI forgot about that.â She watched the smile evaporate from his face and the boy she knew was gone and replaced with a soldier. Before she could wonder if he something similar had passed through his mind, she let her eyes fall to her side as she lowered her weapon. âI could have shot you.â
âYou probably shouldâve.â Niallâs tone was suddenly stern. âBut youâre still too slow on the trigger.â
âIâm cautious,â she bit back. Mal walked past the shadow.
âNot cautious enough. What are you still doing out here?â
Mal sighed, stopping to let him catch up to her. They walked side-by-side but they both carefully watched the woods around them as they went, blasters still drawn.
âWhich one?â Even though she knew the answer.
âTaron, of course.â Niall tutted, knowing she knew.
âHe shouldnât have worried you.â
âWhat if Aavia was out here? You know she senses these things. She wouldnât think twice before killing you and your brothers just for fun.â
âYou think I donât know that?â Mal snapped. âSheâs not even planet side. I checked.â
âStill a risk.â
âI needed nysillin.â She stopped short as a tree swayed, but it was only the wind. âMaz hasnât been able to get anything through the blockade in weeks.â
âWell thatâs up to me to worry about.â Niall turned to her and reached out. He gripped her shoulders a little too hard. âMal, your Da told me to keep you out of this fight.â
âThatâs not his decision anymore, is it?â She took a step back as she shrugged.
The step back became a step forward and then another until she fell through the familiar wood doorway.
A pair of green eyes met her. Taron was sitting at the table with his blaster trained at the door. She didnât have time to wonder where Cadex was. The door shut behind her and she knew if she turned, the other twin would be behind with his own blaster.
âYouâre late.â Taron snapped with all the angst of a teenager as Cadex threw the bolt with a click.Â
Mal tossed the nysillin on the table before she sprang forward to take advantage of her sitting brother. She ran a hand through his hair, something that always drove him crazy, but was much harder now that he was taller than her.
Taron scoffed and quickly flattened his red locks back down.
âStop, youâre so annoying.â Taron huffed.
âThat was stupid.â Cadex frowned, circling around the table to lecture her. âYou cut it too close.â
Mal knew it wouldnât help his mood, but she smiled as Cadex crossed his arms. He was doing his best impression of Jonan Darroch, even if he didnât realize it.
âOkay, Da.â she giggled.
Mal blinked and then started, laughter dying in her lips.
Where Cadex had been standing, Jonan Darroch now stood. Where their house had been, the town center had filled in the gaps, leaking through the floorboards like quicksand, pulling their house down to reveal only gray stone and boarded-up shops. Mal knew what came next. A red lightsaber already glowed in her Da's belly.
âYou were supposed to protect them.â Daâs voice filled the square and echoed off the cobblestone as it filled her ears, his face contorting as his last breath twisted his words into a piercing shriek.
Jonan Darroch, a tall blue woman stepped out, letting the man collapse to the ground as she drew back her blade. Mal watched as her Da crumbled, lifeless. She tried to run to him, to scream for help, but she found herself frozen. Again.
Aavia smirked, her red eyes sparkling with a cruel mirth. Behind her, the twins stood still, arms behind their backs. She forgot how much taller Taron was now. When she looked up at him, she could see the emerald lodes running out from his dark pupils.Â
Not irises. Veins. She could see the veins of the leaves, even on the gray day. Rivers of water ran along its creased center and fell off in heavy droplets onto her face. Aaviaâs gleeful voice cut the patter of the rain.
âAnd you called me a murderer.â
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â here comes trouble
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Anatomy practice with my favourite blorbos (that's my OC Lupe from my longfic A Lupe Of Faith) (ref used)
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