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Breeding - Kix x FReader - NSFW

Summary: After watching Kix treat an expectant mother, you can't help but notice how soft and reassuring he is. He lets slip a few secrets and you discover that your seemingly innocent medic is anything but and knows what his future looks like with you.

Characters: Kix, Jesse & Coric (briefly)

Pairing: Kix x F!Reader

Word Count: 5,181

Warnings: PinV sex, cream pie, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), talk of the future, children and becoming parents

Authour's Note: N/A

The 501st campaign had finished and now you and the rest of the company were trying to clean up and manage the aftermath of battle as much as you could. There had been a few injuries, both troopers and civilians alike, and you and Kix had been working well past the battle’s end to heal and fix people up as best as you could.

You were just taking a break, thankful that you could step outside of the medbay tent and breathe in a sigh of relief. Even though the air still lingered with smoke from the various fires and bombing sites littering the landscape. It had been a tough day, and you wanted to enjoy the relative peace that settled over the base camp as night was falling. Throughout the day, you had lost sight of Kix, both of you being drawn to help different patients and losing yourself in your work.

Now though, you could see Kix was crouching in front of a woman, her stomach round and swollen with child. She looked panicked, anxiously rubbing her bump and speaking in what you could only imagine was a fast and urgent tone. You wondered briefly if you would have to step over and help, perhaps she was going into labour. It would be a rare occurrence, being a frontline medic meant you didn’t deliver many people into this world. Mostly you saw life leave, never arriving. But Kix just lay a reassuring hand on her arm before pulling out his scanner. Ah, he was checking her over.

The battle had spilled into where civilians were taking shelter and it had been chaos as the droids kept blasting. No wonder the woman wanted to be checked over and reassured everything was alright. She must have been so scared and stressed during it all.

Watching as Kix assured the woman gently, a kind smile on his face as he helped her steady herself as she stood, you couldn’t help but appreciate how caring and gentle your trooper could be. The woman beamed, pressing a hand to her swollen belly before she gave him a quick hug. A giggle quickly flew from you as Kix blushed and patted her back awkwardly.

Kix would never turn down a kind gesture, but after never experiencing tender touches and affection other than from his brothers, he was a bit touch-starved and was still getting used to how freely some people gave into their kind gestures. It was something that Kix and you had to work on when you got first together. Although now, he was like a cuddle bug, not that you would ever say that to his face. You didn’t want to embarrass the man.

“Thinking about the future?” a voice interrupted your thoughts. You turned around to see Jesse sliding up to you and smiling softly.

“Something like that” you muttered quietly, not wanting to disturb the small semblance of peace that had gathered around the 501st camp. It was rare to get any down time, so you had to take it when you could.

“Don’t rush to make me an Uncle, vod’ika, but… I know you make him happy. And whatever your future holds, Kix wants to be there by your side” Jesse said softly, nudging your shoulder with his, the pauldron digging into you slightly.

“I can’t imagine my life without him” you admitted, smiling slightly as Kix handed the woman over to another trooper, instructing them to escort her safely back home. He was always so caring, sometimes it felt overwhelming to have his love and attention on you. It was too much to know what to do with it.

“We all know that! You guys are sickening. Sickening! But I’ll leave you to your staring” Jesse teased, reaching to ruffle your hair before you slapped his hands away, glaring at the ARC trooper.

“Asshole!” you grumbled, flipping him off as he walked away, laughing at you as he went.

“What did he do now?” the voice of your beautiful trooper asked, coming to stand in front of you where you were perched on a stack of crates.

“Oh you know Jesse, being a pain in the arse and thinking he’s funny” you grinned, reaching to trace the line of Kix’s belt.

“Ah, just being himself then” he agreed, resting a hand on your knee and giving it a quick squeeze. “Come with me cyar’ika, I’ve still got some work to do in my office” he told you, offering you his hand to help you down off the stack of crates.

The gloved hand felt warm against yours, and you couldn’t help but admire the size of his hands dwarfing your smaller ones. The course material sent tingles up your arm as you steadied yourself against his chest as you hopped down. “What? You mean the medbay tent?” you scoffed, imagining just how much of an office Kix had.

“They put a desk and chair in there, guess it must qualify as one” Kix drawled, smiling wryly at you as he led the way to his office. Along the way, he stopped to check on many injured brothers, reassuring his vode as they rested and healed.

You didn’t need a reminder of how skilled and brilliant he was as a CMO, but seeing him with his patients, the compassion and care in which he treated everyone – well you couldn’t help but fall more in love with him.

Kix gave so much of himself to others, put his heart out there in order to try and save as many lives as he could. It came at a cost of course, you had been there for him when he had lost vode, when he couldn’t save people. Had held him to you as he had nightmares of all the people that slipped through his grasp, when he felt the blood drip down his arms and woke up screaming.

Nodding his head at you towards his office, you were finally able to slip away from them.

As expected, the office that had been given to Kix was little more than a cot pushed to the wall, a small desk and a chair. You could probably cover the distance between desk and bed in two paces. It was as glamorous as it could be while on-planet in a battle zone.

Kix grunted as he fell into the chair, body sinking into it as exhaustion crept up on him.

“You were really sweet with her, you know. I’m sure you helped soothe her mind about the baby” you smiled sweetly at your medic as you perched on his desk.

“Who?” he frowned, brows furrowed in confusion. He had seen many patients today, not all of them vode, but a lot of civilians too.

“That woman you just treated, just before you found me” you reminded gently, running a hand through his dark curls. His eyes slipped shut and the tension in his body began to bleed out of him.

“I only did what I would if it was you, cyar’ika. I’d want to make sure you and our child had the best possible care to make sure you were safe” he assured, slumping further into his chair and squeezing your knee with his large, warm hand.

Your breath caught in your throat. Had Kix been imagining a future with you? One where you were carrying his child and were settled down. Of course, others had told you the same, that Kix was in love with you and wanted to make you his riddur. Part of you didn’t believe it, didn’t want to because you were in the middle of a war. Anything could happen. But still… It made heat flood through your system as you hooked your feet around the arm rests and rolled him closer towards you.

“You’ve thought about us having children?” you asked softly, hope stirring in your chest.

Kix looked abashed for a second, looking away and rubbing at the back of his neck. It was obviously something he didn’t think he would be telling you quite yet. “Sometimes, when it’s been a rough mission. It helps to think about what could be in our future… when the war is over, I know I want to spend it with you, if you’d have me” Kix murmured, his cheeks colouring to a dusty pink. He looked away from you feeling uncomfortable and unsure of how you would react to his words.

“Kix, sweetheart, I’d love for that to happen. I can’t imagine a future without you in it and if by some chance that includes a little Kix, then I would be the happiest person in the galaxy” you assured, cupping his cheek to guide him up to your face and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

He sunk into your hold, hands coming to lay on your thighs and rub the rough materials of your scrubs. You flicked your tongue against the seam of his lips, delighting in the small sigh he let out when he opened his mouth to your adventurous tongue.

“What would you say if I said we should get some practice in?” you breathed, only pulling away enough to get the words out. Your lips brushed every so often, but you didn’t care, content to have Kix this close to you. Already you could feel excitement rush through you at the thought of Kix making love to you, pushing his seed inside of you so that you could have a child together. His devotion and care to you, the willingness he showed you that he was ready for whatever the future would hold for the pair of you. It made your heart ache at the love that Kix demonstrated to you, over and over again.

“I’d say we’d best get to it, love” he rasped out, voice low and deep, not the least bit shy in hiding how affected he was from just a simple kiss from you.

Giggling, you wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands went under your ass, lifting you up against his cool plastoid armour. Tightening your legs around his waist, you clung to him as he carried you over to the small cot in the corner of the room. You couldn’t help but press feather light kisses along his jaw and down his neck, stopping just where the blacks covered up the rest.

Placing you down on the mattress, Kix nudged his way in between your knees and cupped your face. He smiled brightly at you, leaning down to kiss you once more. He swallowed your moans as he swept his tongue across your lips to coax them open, teasing your tongue to come and brush against his.

Groaning, you tightened your hold around the edge of his chest plate, bringing him down over your frame. Kix was remarkably strong, and you could tell by the way that his arms bulged underneath his armour as he attempted to pull you closer. He couldn’t get enough of you, would never be able to get enough of you.

Pushing him away so you could take in an unsteady breath, you helped relieve him of his armour, Kix aiding you as he got the bottom of his leg armour off and throwing it to the side with a huff.

“Impatient?” you grinned, kissing along his neck and sucking a bruise on his tawny skin.

“Like you’re not soaking under these” he retorted, cupping your crotch through the bottom of your scrubs. You moaned at the touch, feeling his fingers push against the wet fabric of your underwear.

“Never said I wasn’t” you hissed, pushing your hips up into his hand.

“Now, who’s the impatient one?” he chuckled, running his fingers over your waistline before tugging them and your underwear down your legs in one swift move.

It caused you to moan as the cool air hit your sensitive, wet core, making you clench around nothing. “You… Definitely you” you managed to stutter out, thoughts becoming harder to grasp as he ran his talented hands up and down your thighs.

Kix winked and dropped to his knees in front of you, pushing your legs wide so that he could look at your glistening entrance. His cock twitched in his blacks and he couldn’t stop the small groan that worked up his throat. “Mesh’la” he breathed, kissing your knee and beginning a trail up your inner thigh. He grazed his teeth against your delicate skin, sucking bruises and marks that would be covered up, but you would know that they were there. Even days after you’d be able to run your fingers over the bruises and remember just how brilliant Kix was at taking care of you.

When he reached the apex of your legs, he gently pushed them open, spreading you wider for his heavy, hot gaze to land on your most intimate of places. “Kix! Stop looking and do something!” you growled, getting impatient and feeling your cheeks redden at the attention he was giving your pussy just from looking at it.

“Yes ma’am!” he smirked, before diving in. He licked a broad stripe up your folds and to your clit, twirling the tip of his tongue around it for a moment before sucking your folds into his mouth.

You cried out at the feeling of his slick tongue parting your lips and the way he took your labia into his mouth, creating a delicious suction that it had you reaching down to thread your fingers through his hair. Kix was incredible with his mouth, knowing just what he needed to do to build up your pleasure.

Using his thumbs to spread you for him, his tongue pushed into you, chasing your sweet nectar straight from the source. He groaned against you, nose rubbing against your clit and making your hips buck into his face.

“God, you’re perfect!” you gasped, voice high as you looked in between your legs to see his darkened eyes looking up at you. He seemed to enjoy the contact, because he pushed his tongue as far as it could go inside of you, twisting and curling against your walls enough that it had you clenching around the muscle. “Kriff!” you hissed, tugging at his hair.

Grunting at the way you guided him against you, he pulled out, fingers replacing his tongue as he opened you up for him. From how wet you were down there, he was quickly up to two fingers, curling them just right and leaving you biting your lip to keep your noises muffled.

“This what you wanted, cyar’ika? Wanted me to get you all wet so I could fill you up?” he murmured, sucking a mark in the crease of your thigh. He was certain that one would be remaining there for a couple of days at least.

“Yes, Kix, right there! Don’t stop!” you moaned, hips bucking into his hand as he curled his fingers upwards and pressed hard on the spongy bit inside of you. He chuckled, mouth attaching back to your clit and sucking hard, determined to make you cum at least once on his hand and mouth. Your legs trembled around him as he kept a constant pressure on your swollen bundle of nerves, and you could quickly feel yourself soaring, reaching that high that only Kix could bring you.

“Please, please don’t stop!” you begged, eyes squeezed shut as the damn finally burst and you shuddered around his fingers, feeling your orgasm wash through you. Your inner walls fluttered and clenched around Kix’s fingers as they slowed, helping you ride out your orgasm gently. He continued to give kitten licks to your clit and down around his fingers, collecting all of the juices that escaped from around them.

Finally, it was all too much and you pushed his head away from you. Cupping his face, you brought him up to you, staring in awe at the way your slick coated the light stubble of his lower jaw. He looked debauched, positively filthy and proud of it.

Noticing your stare, Kix licked his lips before raising his fingers up to his mouth and sucking them clean.

“Fuck! Kix, you shouldn’t do that” you breathed, eyes widening at the way his tongue ran across the pads of his fingers, chasing the taste of you.

“I've just had my tongue buried inside of you cyar’ika, and you’re worried about me licking you off my fingers?” he said in amusement. He grinned at the way you ducked you head, and if it wasn’t for the flush already on your cheeks, he was sure you’d be as red as the paint on his armour.

Quickly distracting him further, you pulled him down on top of you, pressing your lips to his. He groaned, letting you into his mouth to get a taste of yourself from his tongue. He could feel the slight moans of appreciation against his lips as you ran your tongue along the roof of his mouth and against his teeth. He caught your bottom lip in a light bite, pulling away slightly and enjoying the groan that you let out as a result.

“Take them off!” you ordered, tugging at the top of his blacks. As you watched him take off his top and begin work on the bottom of his blacks, you quickly tugged the top of your scrubs off as well. Kix groaned though as he saw you in just a chest band, moving forward before his bottoms had even hit the floor.

His large, calloused hands cupped you through the band, massaging the flesh and feeling the weight of them in his hands. He groaned, placing two delicate kisses on the curves of your breasts, one on each of them. “Love your beautiful tits” he groaned, landing a kiss to your chin that had you giggling.

“Really, I never would have guessed” you teased him, reaching behind you for the clasp. Kix watched eagerly as you released the mechanism and threw away the offending piece of clothing. Sighing, you couldn’t help but feel relieved to finally have it off.

“Prettiest girl in the whole of the galaxy” he whispered, leaning you back against the cot and kissing down the valley of your breasts and underneath the curve of them.

“Prettiest clone in the whole of the GAR” you praised, tracing the tattoo along his temple, the rest covered by his long hair. It didn’t matter, Kix was beautiful, and he always would be. Even if he shared his faces with millions of brothers, none of them would look as handsome and pretty as your Kix.

“Can’t wait until these swell up, cyar’ika. When they fill up full of milk for our baby” he groaned, laying kisses and small nips all around your breasts before taking one into his mouth, lathering it with attention. He flicked his tongue over the hardening bud, making sure to give your chest a squeeze as he ground down into your thigh. It almost seemed like he wanted to taste your non-existent milk as well, determined to get your breasts nice and flushed for him. The nipple, hard, aching and wet from the way he took you into his talented mouth.

“Kix!” you keened, hips bucking up into his and feeling the pre-cum smear against your thigh. You could just imagine how much you would ache and how Kix would offer to help relieve some of the pressure from your swollen breasts.

“And if they get blocked up, I’ll eagerly suck them until they’re unblocked. Do anything for you mesh’la, but especially worshipping your gorgeous tits. Especially if it’s going to help you” he murmured, becoming lost in your shared fantasy and the way you felt in his mouth, switching between both breasts until you felt your breath become heavy and your thoughts disappear from your head. All you could focus on was the way Kix felt pressed against you, the way his mouth felt against your sensitive nipples and the words that he was whispering into your skin.

You couldn’t help the moan that escaped you, his words sending fire thrumming through your veins. The coil in your stomach was building and building as Kix did as he promised, worshipping every inch of your chest with his trailing and pinching fingers and wickedly, talented mouth.

“Kix! Need you, need you to fuck me, breed me” you pleaded, tugging his dark curls to pull him away from you.

If possible, Kix’s eyes darkened and a wicked smile spread across his face. “Oh mesh’la, I promise, by the time I’m done with you, there’ll be no doubt as to who bred you” he said filthily, pushing himself up on his knees and positioning you more securely on the bed. He hooked his forearms under your legs and pulled you down until your lower half was lifted slightly off the mattress and your legs were wrapped around his waist.

Kriff, you were so open to him, as you realised that he could see everything from the way he had laid you out like a feast on his upper thighs. No doubt he could see your glistening, puffy folds, the way your bud was all swollen and engorged from his earlier attentions. Flushing, you tried to hide your face behind your arm, but he tutted, having none of that as he pulled your arm away, keeping it pinned by your side.

When he was sure that you were going to keep it there, he gripped his cock at the base, giving it a few pumps that had him gritting his teeth. You flashed him a flirty grin and pushed your chest out for him. His eyes zeroed in on your chest, seeing the dark marks and the puffy nipples that he had sucked on.

“Mesh’la, are you ready for me?” he asked, tapping the head of his cock against your clit a couple of times. You hissed, clutching the sheets beneath you at the way your pussy clenched around nothing.

“Fuck me, Kix! I’ve been ready since you first kissed me” you grumbled, trying to rock your hips to get closer to him, but the angle and position he had you in made it impossible to move like you wanted.

Squeezing your thigh in reply, he lined himself up and slid inside of you with one stroke. The sudden feeling of his hardened length inside of you, forcing your quivering walls open and making room for himself had you letting out a cry of his name, hands coming to clutch at the ones holding your legs around his waist.

“Kriff you fill me so good, feel you everywhere” you gasped, eyes squeezed shut as you adjusted to the size of him. Thank Jango for how hung his clones were. It felt like Kix was spearing you open, even after he had opened you up on his mouth and fingers.

“Not filled you yet, love” he grinned, leaning down to lay kisses along your collarbone. He collected the sweat that was collecting there with his tongue, tracing patterns on your flushed and heated skin.

“Get to it, Chief” you smirked, running your hands through his dark curls, tugging at the ones at the nape of his neck. Kix groaned at his title being used against him and began to withdraw slowly before thrusting back in. He held on tight to you, feeling the way your walls clung to him with every roll of his hips against yours.

When he was positive you were comfortable with his pace, when he could hear the soft little cries on every thrust inside of you, Kix knew you were ready. He lifted both of your legs from around his waist and lifted them up to his chest, wrapping his arm around both your thighs to keep you secure against him.

The new angle was devastating, it allowed him to hit deeper inside of you, almost fucking you down into the mattress as his hips began to pound into you. The restless pace had your crest rising again sooner than you expected, as you could do nothing but take what he was giving you.

“Gonna be so round, love. Gonna be massive with my babies. Might keep you like that, you’re gonna be so gorgeous” he panted, beads of sweat perspiring on his brow as he began running a hand over you stomach. It was like he was already imagining it rounding out and carrying your child. The words of him keeping you like that was a surprise, but it just made you clench down tightly around him. Kix was never one to be so possessive, but the fact that he wanted to keep you, have a family with you had you hoping that the future ahead was going to be good. You both deserved to settle down and be happy.

“Gonna be clever, like you” you whined, gripping his back and pulling him further into you as he leant further down, bending you almost in two. But it had the affect of his cock brushing against that spot that resulted in you slamming a hand over your mouth to keep quiet. There was still injured troopers and civilians outside the office. Anybody could come looking for Kix or you, so it was best to keep it to a minimum. Not that Kix cared, he was lost in the feel of you.

“Nuh-huh, like you, like us. Two of the- the best- best medics that the GAR has” he groaned, head landing into the crook of your neck at that. His pace was beginning to falter, feeling the way you were squeezing around his cock. The feeling of him pressing inside of you, lifting your hips further up off the mattress had your head spinning and you couldn’t help but let out a small cry of his name. You were so close, but you wanted him there with you.

“Going to fill me, Kix? Want to keep all your cum inside me” you managed to get out, forcing your eyes open as you watched as Kix’s face screwed up, brow furrowing as he was determined to push you to the edge first. The hand not holding you against him reached in between you, flicking your clit with his thumb just the way you liked, it was enough to have you falling over the edge, your release shattering through you.

Kix groaned at the feel of your walls tightening around him, so tight he could barely move as his own release quickly raced towards him. Feeling the way his balls drew upwards and the way his whole body heated up, he cried out your name as he thrust into you a few more times before shuddering against your frame as he reached his peak.

When he did spill inside of you, you could feel it begin to leak around him and down your ass onto the bed below. It would seem that Kix had really enjoyed himself or that you really hadn’t been able to do this for a while. Kix tutted, pulling out and looking at the mess.

“Ah, ah, mesh’la. We want to keep this all inside of you. How else are you going to have my baby?” he hummed in joy, gathering his cum and pushing it back inside your sensitive opening. He shushed your small whines and gently patted your hip as he continued to feed his cum straight back into your pussy and the fluttering walls around his fingers.

“Kix” you complained, pulling away from him entirely, he gave your knee a tender kiss before putting your legs down, massaging your joints to make sure you weren’t sore after he held them in place.

“Stay there, cyar’ika, I’m going to get some clean sheets and something to clean us up with” he shushed, kissing your forehead before getting off the bed. He grabbed his blacks, grimacing at the feeling of putting them back on his sweaty body.

As he was raiding the supply closet, he ran into Sergeant Coric. The medic sent him a raised eyebrow and a judgemental look. “I, and the rest of our brothers, don’t need to know about you and your lady’s kinks, vod. Next time, fuck in a place with solid walls” Coric drawled, making Kix flush in mortification.

“Sorry… er… it won’t happen again” he mumbled an apology, wishing the ground could open up and swallow him whole.

“It better not… buir” he retorted, shoving fresh sheets and water packs into his arms before walking out.

Kix sighed, dragging a hand over his face. How on earth would he and his cyare be able to look at any one of these men in the eye. At least Coric didn’t seem too mad, the clone always did have a dry, sarcastic sense of humour.

Returning quickly back to his cyare, he found you half asleep, dozing as the events of the day and the round of fucking caught up with you. Shaking you gently, he roused you enough to get you up and sitting on his chair. Handing you a water pack, he quickly changed the sheets and freshened the bed up as much as he could.

Noticing how your eyes were starting to close again, Kix took a spare bit of cloth and wetted it with his own water pack. Swiftly, with all the due diligence and experience of a Chief Medical Officer, he washed you both down before helping to guide you back into bed.

You grumbled at him, not wanting to move any more. All you wanted was to lie down and catch up on some much needed rest before you would be on shift again.

“I know love, just got to get you comfy, otherwise you’d moan all day tomorrow” he smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and bringing you into his chest.

“I don’t moan” you protested weakly, taking in his soothing smell and the way he was drawing patterns along your spine.

Chuckling lightly at your response, he realised that he had to ask you something. It was something that he should have asked at the start but well… he had become much too distracted to give it a proper thought. “So, is this something you actually want or is it a sex thing?” Kix asked, stroking up and down your back as you shuffled closer to him on the small cot in the corner of the office.

“Maybe some day in the future but I’m not sure. I really like the sex thing though” you smiled, leaning up to prop your chin on his chest to look up at him.

“Good, because I really like the sex thing too, mesh’la” he grinned, pulling you up for another kiss. However, sleep soon faded from both of your minds as you soon both became lost in each other again, ready to give the breeding kink another test run. Even if you were both on implants at this very moment. There was no harm in practising after all.

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