#hardcase smut

[cloneloverrrrr]

"I'll be gentle, baby. Don't worry." With Hardcase or Cody and fem reader please? If you have time. No rush, no worried.

Oooh thank you to whoever sent this in!

I’ve never wrote for him before but I tried my best , it though was fun to write about our goofy Hardcase 💁🏻‍♀️ but wow he is a total DOM😈😈 slightly a slow burner but I do hope you enjoy some Hardcase smut & it doesn’t disappoint 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Dividers by the best @idontgetanysleep

Using smut prompt 22 @thelonelyempath

I actually got the inspo for this fic from McFly’s song Party Girl - if your British then you know 🤣😉

𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗕𝗲 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆 - 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁

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𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:🔞 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

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𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 , 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟱𝟬𝟭𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗼𝗻

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 2040

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗡 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲, 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗺𝘁, 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗗𝗢𝗠, 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗣 𝗶𝗻 𝗩 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀, 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗲

Another night of bantha piss entertaining the usual scum of Coruscant. This thought plagued your mind daily how did the only daughter of a wealthy tycoon from Chandrila end up in this sort of establishment. Something you need not dwell on right now.

However they weren’t scum , far from it. The majority of your customers were people of great importance ranging from rich and famous, to senators the odd chancellor or two, a few natborns and of course your secret favourite few.

The boys from the 501st legion, you knew their names now, but that one special clone Hardcase he seemed to tug at your heart strings. The troopers had ventured in your work place quite frequently in the last few months , usually after a tough battle or looking for some fun during their shore leave before making their way to the famous 79’s.

Kriff tonight was exceptionally ghastly, several inebriated punters had tried their best to get your attention in a crude way, failing to realise you were not an escort.

Your blood was boiling, stinging tears gathered behind your pretty green eyes, the rage inside you seeping out from every pore on your body, you saw red. The mist clouding your vision, for your own piece of mind you took yourself off the back rooms.

You paid no heed as you bolted across the room to Captain Rex sauntering in, followed by his squad, Jesse, Kix, Dogma, Tup , Fives, Echo and Hardcase. Sweet, funny, wacky Hardcase. His eyes shone brighter than the rest. They seemed kind. If it was a different time in your life … in his maybe….

“Look there goes ya girl…” Fives chuckles throwing Hardcase a shit eating grin.

Hardcase only glared back, his feeble attempt to hide the growing blush spreading across his face.

“Troopers!” The wave of authority thick in Rex’s voice has all eyes on him.

“Take those seats by the stage and relax we all deserve a night off”

“Sir yes sir! “ is shouted in unison by the group.

You had hope that a quick shower and outfit change would rid your skin and mind from the incident earlier. Far from it. Still irritate you make your way back to the grand stage, the pounding bass of the music increases, the lights dim only the silver strobe effects remain.

You walk slowly out from the shadows like some Ethereal Goddess, until you reach the middle of the stage wearing a sheer glittery blue deep plunge halter neck thong body suit completely backless, the high sides of the flimsy fabric sitting perfectly on your ass. The spotlight licked against your curves, the clear 8” heels with the 4” platform elongating your slender legs.

Hoots and cheers filled the air pairing with the vibrating sounds from the speakers.

There he was sat between his Vod’s , his striking face tattoo makes it easier to tell him apart from the rest. His eyes completely transfixed on you, roaming hungrily up and down your semi naked body. Heat begins to pool in your lower stomach, the tingle in your cunt grows.

Grabbing the pole with elegance you begin stalking around it , keeping your gaze locked on his as you reach the front of the stage once more facing the sea of onlookers you begin dancing. Your eyes close focusing on your sultry moves. Your ass twerks in time with the fast paced wave of music, you feel credits fall at your feet, its a guilty thrill you enjoy.

With your back facing the crowd you run your hands through your hair cocking your head slightly you notice the dark glow of his eyes, the desire adamant on his face. You turn around and gracefully fall to your knees crawling over to the clones of the 501st you bite your bottom lip as that coil tightens inside of you. Many of the life forms watching you try in vein to touch you as you crawl past.

You beam an alluring smile to Hardcase before wrapping your legs around the cool metal of the pole, bending backwards you arch your back pushing your breast out.

Hardcase swallows hard watching you dry hump and grind your pussy against the pole, oh so wishing it was his own painfully hard throbbing cock. To him you were just perfect.

Your body moved tastefully with agility around the pole, the way you enticingly rolled your hips. Reaching up and behind your neck you untie the bodysuit letting the top half slip down revealing your naked breasts, nipples covered by small delicate tassels. Hardcases breath hitched in this throat and lump formed , almost like dry swallowing a large pill.

As the music ended you bowed to everyone as the cheers roared and you left the stage, the butterflies in your stomach grew. Making your way to your private dressing room you feel a tug at your wrist.

Your eyes widen with utter surprise as you see the handsome clone trooper stood before you.

“Hardcase..” you stutter trying to regain your composure.

“Hello mesh’la I wasn’t err sure you remembered my name” His voice low

His hand grazed the nape of his neck awkwardly glancing at his tapping feet.

His gloved hands began to fidget and he seemed to dance on the spot, this made you giggle.

“Somewhere you need be?” An eyebrow raised as you step closer to him, even in your heels he towers over you.

“Eh well erm where are you going?” Again his eyes faced the floor.

“Care to join me for a drink trooper?” You purr.

A dippy carefree smile tugs the corners of his lips and expands as he takes your hand and follows you to the dressing room. A large pink plush couch sits cozily in the corner of the room in front is a small table with a bottle of bright green liquid and a couple of small glasses.

A sweet vanilla smell invades Hardcases nostrils as he gets comfortable against the soft fabric. Both of you share a few shots of the burning liquid, conversation flows effortlessly, your bodies gradually move closer and closer to each other, the lustful tension spikes.

The slick between your thighs building, something comes over you. A sudden brazen confidence you place your hand against his thigh. The dark look on his face says it all. A primal desire begins to control him.

Hardcase latches his hands onto your soft fleshy thighs and pulls you down on him. You straddle him, your hands flat against his chest plate. A soft whine falls from your lips as he thrusts his codpiece against your already gagging cunt. A rough drag of his gloved hand glides up your chest ripping the fabric from your body freeing your breasts.

Hardcase pushes up into you once more, his grip of your hips firm as he holds you down grinding and pushing against you.

You begin to rock your hips to ease that hot ache rising inside of you , he stifles a moan growing pleasure sizzling through every fibre of his body.

“Stand up take everything off mesh’la but I want you to keep those slutty heels on for me.”

His words strained dripping with desire.

You obediently comply you stand up removing the blue bodysuit that matches the blue painted across his armour. Eagerly you await his next command, your mouth watering watching him stripping down to his blacks. Your cunt twitches as he finally removes each item of clothing, his cock hot swollen standing to attention beads of pre cum leaking out his spongy tip.

Oh stars how you are desperate to taste him.

Hardcase rests back on the couch and begins fisting himself, slow pumps as his eyes hone in on your glistening sex, already dripping.

“Sit on my cock” demanding and possessive, ushering you over.

You stand above Hardcase, eyeing him with caution before you climb onto his lap. He hums his approval. The sting as he stretches open your tight cunt is electric,his size is frightening. But fuck it feels so good. Inch by inch you slide down his pulsating length dragging your nails across his scarred skin causing him to shudder. You feel his cock twitching in you.

“So good for me baby taking my cock” he whispers , one hand cups your cheek the other has tight hold on your ass cheek kneading the flesh greedily.

“Fuck oh Hardcase it hurts-“

Your breathy words cut off by the force of his large calloused hand grabbing the back of your hair severely , stretching your neck taught he licks up to your pulse point growling lowly. Your heartbeat quickens.

“I’ll be gentle baby. Don’t worry.” His tone lacks compassion , only pure prurience takes over him.

Your eyes widen and your lips part as pitiful whimpers fall from your lips.

Hardcase fucks up into you at a brutal pace, his hand stays in place clutching onto your soft waves , the other curling into your skin littering the area with controlling red marks. He moans low and gutted as your broken screams echo in the small room. Your cunt is pulsing with need , your breasts bounce as he mercilessly destroys you. His cock continuously hits off your cervix creating a beautiful white hot molten feeling running like icy fingertips through your veins.

“Uh- ple- please” your begs are so anguished they fuel his relentless thrusts. The frantic desire almost too much.

The hand clutching at your hair trails down between your breasts to your stomach to your clit. His finger works expertly. Your body begins to shake, your breathing ragged, he relishes in watching you squirm.

Hardcase leans up placing hot open mouthed kisses over any part of your salty skin his mouth can reach.

“Fuck! - mmm please what mesh’la?” He teases, clearly enjoying this dominating game.

He grabs your chin forcing you to look at him, a sinister glaze clouds his face, he runs his tongue across his teeth , forcing a finger flat against your tongue until you gag.

His chuckles are dark.

“Do you want to cum baby?”

You nod rapidly, stuttering whines and moans accompany the slap of his skin as he fucks you, faster, harder,deeper.

You begin moving, rising up only only the head of his cock is inside you before slamming your hips back down sheathing him fully inside. You set a fast pace fucking yourself with an aching desperation. Wicked glee flows from you.

You slam your hips down, your head falls back, your nails claw into this thighs. You feel him close to his own release, the tremors of his body, friction of his pubic bone against your sensitive clit send you into a frenzied peak. Every single nerve in your body sings, your toes curl.

“Fuck Hardcase - oh fuck yes” he is your complete undoing.

Breathy moans , curses and pants crescendo, your cunt convulse and clench’s around his immense size. The warm splash of his seed coat your walls. His body shakes as you writhe on top of him. A rush of ecstasy prickles across your skin you chase the burning desire of your orgasm, milking his cock riding out your high.

You slump into him to catch your breath, he is loose limbed beneath you. The feeling of his warm cock softening inside of you being stuffed with his cum as it trickles out of your ruined cunt and onto his thighs is utterly delicious.

He sucks in a deep sigh.

“Your so fucking beautiful mesh’la”

He begins to kiss you, shy but powerful, his tongue begs for permission to explore your mouth, you gladly accept. His finger tips dance across the base of your spine, yours stroke his shaven head.

You smile into the kiss before breaking away, his amber eyes bore into yours, a tender moment interrupted by a loud knock at closed doors.

“You guys finished yet?” Fives is laughing outside.

You chuckle as you nuzzle into the crook of his neck, you don’t need to see him to know Hardcase is seething right now. But for now you are content in his arms.

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Kinktober 2024 Day 3

Prompt: Vibrator

Dogma/Hardcase/Tup

Explicit, No Archive Warnings

Tags: Vibrators, overstimulation, blow job, threesome, polyamory, praise kink, prostate milking, bottom sub Dogma, dom top Hardcase and Tup, light dom/sub

Summary: Hardcase and Tup turn Dogma into a limp, drooling mess.

[merlincmgirl]

Clone Kinktober 2024

So I decided to set myself a challenge. I haven't wrote smut for a while and I thought this was the perfect opportunity. So I decided to write for our favourite copy and paste men. I tried to make it as random as possible, typing out a number of clones and kinks and then using an online tool to randomly assign one to each other. Some of them fit perfectly - others were more of a challenge.

The list is below and I will be linking them as soon as the story posts!

Gif Source

Kinktober 2024 List

Period Sex - Fives

Anal – Rebel!Rex

Rough Sex – Alpha 17

Submission - Gregor

Dirty Talk - Echo

Sensory Deprivation - Hunter

Domination - Howzer

Praise - Keeli

Power Play - Waxer

Toys - Neyo

Ice Play – Fox

Edging - Dogma

Outdoors – Wolffe

Overstimulation – Cody

Lingerie – Bly

Breeding - Kix

Sex Tape - Jesse

Group - 501st

Handcuffs - Rex

Armour Kink - Boba

Sex Pollen – Tup

ABO - Hound

Spanking - Hardcase

Wax Play - Thorn

Gentle Sex – Fireball

Title Kink - Mayday

Threesome - Wrecker & Cross

Masturbation - Tech

Exhibition - Boil

Oral - 212th

Jealousy - Jango

[c-ones-adults-only-club]

This was so gorgeous and fun.

So Hardcase

❤️❤️❤️

Lunch

Hardcase x Afab!Reader

Word count: 1477

Warnings: NSFW, minors DNI, oral sex (reader receiving), sexual athleticism, PiV, unprotected sex

A/N: established relationship.  I headcanon that Hardcase finds grounding with his partner, so he can become less intense sometimes when he’s with them and I definitely used that idea here.  And like all the clones, Hardcase is really strong so I wanted to showcase that.  Also, I know I said I would describe feelings more than body parts in my writing, but Hardcase is so physical this one got out of hand. If you’d like this or something similar rewritten for an Amab!reader, send me a message and let me know what you’re thinking.  

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[ireadwithmyears]

how these clones would be with a visually impaired significant other masterlist

Pretty self-explanatory. A series that started off as headcannons that has now expanded to include one shots that all feature our beloved clones with a Reader who is visually impaired, to be enjoyed by all, regardless of visual impairment or not. Though all contain elements of visual impairment, it’s important to remember that blindness is a very wide spectrum with vast and differing experiences, and I can only write from mine personally. And though blindness will always feature in these stories, it will not always be the primary focus of them. So my hope is that everyone will be able to find something to relate and connect to and, most importantly, enjoy

headcannons

Part one (individually: Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, Echo and Crosshair)

part two(individually: Wolffe, Fox, and Howzer) (Contains smut, 18+ content)

1shots

A flight risk with a fear of falling commander Wolffe/fem Reader(Suggestive, fluff, hurt/comfort, humor)

first snow Hardcase/fem Reader(Domestic fluff)

looking out for you Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (ongoing) Commander Fox/fem Reader (Slow-burn, romance, fluff, Star Wars typical violence/moderate angst)

• This series is ongoing, and if you happen to have any requests for characters I could add to it in the future, just pop them in my ask box :-)

•Thank you to @bernardsbendystraws for the cute dividers

[ladykatakuri]

"If I'm not mistaken," Hardcase says, looking up at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "I seem to have missed out on dessert last night." It is Mister Mischief people! I love this Mischievious one and his little craziness. Perfect boyfriend material if there is one .

Thank you so much for this delicious story with awesome Hardcase @nahoney22 I know I am a bit late in replies and all, but boy is this worth it !!!!!

Sweet Alanah! Congratulations on the new milestone of 3000!!!! You deserve it and here is to many, many more to follow. I always love your stories and you know I would never let an opportunity slide by where I can do a prompt request.

Soooo how about a fluffy smutty one with .....Hardcase and the prompts: " i never knew that i could want someone so badly. " and ❛ you feel like home to me. ❜

F Reader ofcourse ( yes it is always highly selfindulgient ofcourse hehe ).

Prompt List Celebration 3000 Followers

Hardcase X F!Reader

word count: 580

NSFW

Prompts:

“I never knew I could want someone so badly.”

“You feel like home to me.”

warnings: NSFW, 18+ only. Cunnilingus (reader receiving), fluff, established relationship.

Authors note: loving you always, thanks for the support @ladykatakuri . Enjoy 😊

There's nothing quite like waking up to the warm and comforting presence of your loved one back home from duty, especially on a lazy morning in bed. As you bask in the cozy comfort of each other's company, Hardcase begins to leave a trail of delicate kisses along your exposed collarbones, down your body, and over your naval, finally stopping at your hipbone.

"If I'm not mistaken," Hardcase says, looking up at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "I seem to have missed out on dessert last night."

You can't help but let out a playful giggle, prodding him with your foot. "You're such a tease, Hardcase," you reply with a grin.

"Me? A tease?" Hardcase says, planting a sweet kiss on your thigh. "I think it was you who was doing the teasing last night, wearing that gorgeous dress for our dinner date." He reminisces about the special outfit you wore just for him, creating a romantic yet lusting atmosphere.

“Oh you mean that dark red one? Your favorite?” You smirk, acting coy.

“You already know it, sweet cheeks.” Again, he kisses your thigh but this time on the inner side causing you to let out a little squeak in pleasure. “I never knew that I could want someone so badly.”

His words make you blush profusely.

He chuckles against you, hands caressing over your hips and waist but stopping when his fingers reach the hem of your night shorts. And being the tease that he was with your consent, he begins to pull them down with his teeth.

“You’re crazy, Hardcase.” You hummed in amusement, eyes sparkling in delight as he slings your shorts over his shoulder so they drape, wagging his brows at you mischievously.

“And you love it.”

You smile, heart content although beating rather rapidly right now. “Absolutely I do o-oh!” Your words veer off, head and back arching back as Hardcase began to place open mouth kisses to your pussy, tongue delving against your folds.

Your fingers tangle in the warm sheets of your bed, Hardcase fully spreading your legs as his tongue thrusts forward inside your soaked pussy. “Tastes s’ good.” He mumbled against you, vibrations raking your body.

“Like your dessert, handsome?” You say with a lazy laugh, always so relaxed to have a laugh with your boyfriend during the most intimate moments, your hand coming down to hold the back of his head, fingers tracing over his blue ink.

“Fucking love it.” He grumbles in hunger, hands gripping onto your thighs and pulling you closer if it was even possible. The pleasure is overwhelming, but you love it – it’s welcomed, unlike the stress that’s recently snowballed into both of your lives.

But he’s here and between your legs. How perfect.

He continues eating you out, gentle and sweet yet also rough enough to make you feel like you’re on a cloud 9. His tongue laps up your juices like no tomorrow, the wet appendage so warm against your throbbing cunt.

“Mesh’la?” He pulls away, licking his lips and you look down with him in a daze.

“Yes cutie?” You mumble, stroking his cheek.

“Do I ever tell you that you feel like home to me?”

Your heart soars and the sob that leaves you is one of pure pleasure as he didn’t even wait for your reply as he dived straight back into your pussy, sucking on your clit vigorously that your legs begin to shake, toes curl and his name falls from your lips.

tags: @nunanuggets @andyoufollowyourheart @littlefeatherr @kaitou2417 @eyecandyeoz @captxin-rex @cwarssimp @jesseeka a @ashotofspotchka @oohyesplease @megafrost4 @theroguesully @equalityforcats @mustluvecho @misogirl828 @ladykatakuri i @jambolska-grozdova @chxpsi @arctrooper69 @padawancat97 @rain-on-kamino @either-madness-or-brilliance @staycalmandhugaclone @ko-neko-san @echos-girlfriend @fiveshelmet @tech-aficionado @grizabellasolo @whore4rex @therealnekomari @autumnleaves1991-blog @tech-depression-inventory @brynhildrmimi @greaser-wolf @lucyysthings @tinyreadersmur @agenteliix @myinnerwonderlandmind @rintheemolion @kaminocasey @hotpinkplastoid

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[orangez3st]

Zest's AO3 Reading List

Just a personal list for online safekeeping :) bcs my chrome mobile currently has order 66 unclosed tabs

In AO3 I read longfics so some in this list are probably over 50k+ words roughly? Idk I read so much

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My account isn't that big to reach many people in regards of sharing, but I hope you (author) don't mind me tagging you! I want to, if I could find the authors here on Tumblr, so I can deliver my utmost appreciation and rESpEcT for creating such fabulous stories many could enjoy including me. All of you are making me gush over your plot and your OC quirks and your headcanons and I love wasting my time like this lolol

To all fanfic writers out there: stay creative 💓 all of you are doing an amazing job for serving stories like these to the majority of fans down to the smallest niche area 💓💓

I'm not good with pep talk but there u go

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Tags: 💐general 🌱teen 🌳mature 🍁explicit 🧸domestic/found fam/clone shenanigans 🌸typical romantic 💄smut but light/tame 🔥explicit smut ⛑️typical violence 🌧️angst or hurt/comfort

Reader Fics

More Than Empty Servitude 🌳🧸🌸⛑️🌧️ by k8s_space (Rex)

Living Legacy 🌳🧸🌸⛑️🌧️ by ashxv (Anakin & Obi-Wan & Rex, endgame unknown yet)

By Any Other Name 🍁🧸🔥⛑️🌧️ by @rowansparrow (Rex, Fives, Echo)

What Blooms in Thunder 🍁🧸🔥⛑️🌧️ by @rowansparrow (Rex)

The Headless Guardsman 🌳🌸⛑️ by AmberOwl24 (Fox) @eclec-tech

Tambor's Monster 💐🌱🌸🌧️ by AmberOwl24 (Echo POV) @eclec-tech

OC Fics

Rex

In Command 🍁🧸🔥⛑️🌧️ by Wild_Karrde (Jedi OFC Senna Aven)

Side By Side 🍁🧸⛑️🌧️🌸 by Jamie_writes99 (Bounty Hunter OFC Lenna Stale)

When We Bleed, We Bleed The Same 🌳🧸⛑️🌸 by @inkstainedhandswithrings (Force User OFC Nevaeh Requa)

An Arrangement Meant (not) to Be Broken 🌳🧸💄 by @merlyn-bane @pyromanicdaydreamer (Nurse OFC Riis Beranna)

Fives

Halo 🍁🔥🌸⛑️🌧️ by @rowansparrow (Nautolan OMC Quill Cawthon)

caught in your gravitational pull 💐🧸🌸 by @pyromanicdaydreamer (Waitress OFC Kala)

Echo

When I Watch The World Burn 🌱🧸⛑️🌧️ by halfwaydown (Bounty Hunter OFC Senua Hallack)

Call the Twi'lek Midwife 🌳🧸🌸💄🌧️ by ficsnooneaskedfor (Midwife OFC Citali)

And For You, I'd Break A Thousand Times 🍁🔥🧸🌸 by Mermaid_of_the_Woods (Uni Student OFC Elawyn Hawk) @mermaid-of-the-woods

Jesse

I Like These Odds 💐🧸🌸 by @pyromanicdaydreamer (Athlete OC Siala Jerikko)

Fox

After A Fashion 🍁🔥🧸🌸🌧️ by @aggy72 (Fashion Designer OFC Sylvi Arak)

hold my heart in your hands 💐🧸🌸 by @pyromanicdaydreamer (Senator Aide OMC Isaac)

Cal Kestis

The Force Betrayed 🌱🧸⛑️🌧️ by arthurmangoes (Jedi OFC Sakana Angedis)

Multi

Seeing Red 🌳🧸🔥⛑️ by @hellfiresky (Rex & Fives)

Like A Ride That Cannot Be Stopped 💐🧸🌸 by @merlyn-bane @pyromanicdaydreamer (Rex, Fives, Echo, Jesse, Hardcase)

Who We Are When It Matters The Most 🌱🧸🌸⛑️ by @merlyn-bane @pyromanicdaydreamer (de-chipping AU)

Canon Fics

loopdeeloop 🌱💐🧸⛑️🌧️ by stationary_cycle (Fox and Fives stuck on a time loop to stop O66)

As we Bend and Break through Time 🌱🧸⛑️🌧️ by MapleWren (Time Travel Cal Kestis, TCW)

The GARNet 🌳🧸 by WobblyCat (clone troopers on social media)

Like Fire in Our Bones 🌱🧸🌧️ by acuteneurosis (Time Travel Leia Organa, TCW) @this-acuteneurosis

Order 65 🌱🧸⛑️ by ChaoticGoodThiefling (Post Order 66) @beskarthief

The Presence: A Spooky Bad Batch Tale 💐🧸 by AmberOwl24 (TBB halloween) @eclec-tech

See My Youth In You 💐🧸 by @merlyn-bane @pyromanicdaydreamer (Knight Obi-Wan & Padawan Anakin)

the ghost in the walls (is just a really stupid cat) 💐🧸 by @pyromanicdaydreamer (Codywan, 212th)

[five-oh-thirst]

Hello!

I'm Thirsty, and I made this blog to freely release all of my unhinged love for cloneship.

It's sad that the Clone Wars community has such a deep hatred for cloneshipping, and to be honest, when I first joined the fandom, I was in that circle of "hate". It was all I knew.

However, over time, I started to fall in love with the idea. Unfortunately, by the time I realized I was a closet cloneshipper, it was too late. My followers were many, and I was in too deep with my fans and readers. I'd lose all of them if I ever came out of the closet.

Some of you may know me as [👤 Incognito Anon], and others may not know me at all because I never signed my anon ask, but I've been loving everything you content creators have been making; the art, the fics, the headcanons, and this wonderful community.

So, I made an entirely new Tumblr account, away from my "non-ship" account, to be free. I may not push out any content, I may just reblog and love on other's content, but I hope you'll let me be part of your world 🫶🏻

With love, Thirsty 💙

Oh, no, I started writing...

Mine - Jesse/Kix - [Parts 1/2]

18+, NSFW, omegaverse, rape/non-con, whump

In Your Head - Fox/Thorn

18+, character death, alcohol, hallucinations, whump

Springtime Woes - Ordo/Maze

18+, NSFW, omegaverse, mating cycles/heat, smut

Cozytober 2024 Masterlist

My favorite cloneships:

Jesse/Kix (otp)

Fives/Echo

Dogma/Tup

Dogma/Tup/Hardcase

Fox/Wolffe

Fox/Thorn

Wolffe/Comet

Wolffe/Comet/Sinker/Boost

Comet/Sinker/Boost

Sinker/Boost

Cody/Rex

Cody/Rex/Wolffe/Fox

Waxer/Boil

Howzer/Nemec

[stardust9905]

So so so cute!! So fluffyyyyyyy

Congrats to your Follower Celebration (again? Not sure if I already send an ask *lmao* ) You deserve each of them!!! AND Thank you for your stories L!! Such a fun to read them!!

Do you still take requests??? Not sure...

Anyways... may I request

68. “I like you, like like you like you.” With Jesse or Hardcase?

Caro, my dear. Thank you for your saint-like patience while I was getting life to settle down a bit. I hope you enjoy <3

Warnings: minors DNI, P in V, friends to lovers

“There she is.”

“Hardcase!”

The clone halted his approach and locked his footing as the incoming missile launched at him. His arms extended to catch as soon as your feet left the ground. Arms wrapping around you as you collided with plastoid.

“Easy there, mesh'la.”

He glanced down to see a grin plastered on your face. His chastising going from halfhearted to ineffective in moments.

“What, I can't be excited that you're finally back?”

It had been ages, but after receiving coms that the 501st would be returning to Coruscant for shore leave, your days had been conquered by planning. Shopping lists that would make most bars look under stocked, holo films gathered of all of his favorites with some new additions to try out, and your closet. Your poor closet still looked as if a clothing bomb had gone off as you had spent hours upon hours selecting the perfect outfit to welcome him home.

“That's fair, so what's first on the list?”

“Take out from that hole in the wall and clearing out holo drama recordings?”

The clone tilted his head scrunching up his face as if to mull things over.

“I hear this season's juicy,” You tempted with a smirk, “scandals, betrayals.”

“Alright, you twisted my arm,” He chuckled.

“I can't stay away anymore. I-I love you, Elora.”

“But...you're married to my sister.”

“Only because of the baby, but every second without you is an eternity.”

“Oh, Ambrose.”

“Oh you've gotta be kidding me?!”

“Just why!?”

You upturned your drink polishing it off before placing it among its other empty brethren on your coffee table. The holo drama began offering spicy snippets of the next episode as you both continued heckling the screen.

“This guy's terrible. What the kriff is gonna do when her sister finds out?” Hardcase vented.

He had abandoned his armor as soon as he reached your apartment in favor of some civvies you kept stashed just in case. The clone staggered to his feet. The alcohol already beginning to develop a comforting buzz behind his forehead.

“Resupply?” He asked, gesturing to the coffee table stacked with bottles and take out containers.

The moment you pursed your lips in thought, Hardcases's mind began to wander. How long had it been since you two met? Seemed like you two had always existed like this: sharing drinks, laughing at each other's jokes, always around to welcome him back after a tour. It was great....until he had to leave.

It would start with a hollow pang in his chest, which would eventually run its course. But not even some time dumping rounds through his trusty R6 would help lessen the weight of leaving you behind.

“Case?”

Your face was contorted with concern, pulling him from his thoughts.

“Sorry, spaced out for a minute there.” He dismissed with a chuckle.

Awkward silence invaded the room, which left the clone to retreat to the kitchen for liquid courage.

The holo drama had long since wrapped as you got yourself to your feet. The clone still absent. As you crept towards your kitchen, you caught the end of a one-sided conversation.

“Kriffing idiot.”

“Who's a kriffing idiot?”

He froze. Drinks still in hand. His gaze suddenly finding the floor very interesting.

Your approach went unnoticed until the feel of fingers on his chin, lifting his gaze to meet yours.

“Case, you know you can talk to me, right?”

His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

“I...Iike you, mesh'la.”

“I like you too.”

He huffed a sigh through his nose, his hand holding your fingers to his face.

“I like you, like like you, like you.”

Your lips parted, heat rising to your cheeks.

“I....if you don't feel the same I und-”

He was silenced by your lips meeting his. The world fell away, only you and the clone who had captured your heart long ago. All too soon, you both came up for air.

A giggle bubbled up from your throat as you took in his adorably surprised expression.

“Good enough of an answer for you?”

The hint of a smirk curled his lips, “I might need you to repeat that.”

Rising to the bait, you pressed your lips to his once more. This kiss deeper and more urgent than the last. You barely heard the clatter of drinks being set hastily on the nearby counter before strong arms wrapped around you pulling you closer. Your tongue ventured out testing the seam of his lips earning a soft gasp from the trooper. The smoldering embers in your belly roaring to life as soon as his tongue joined yours.

“Mesh'la.” He breathed.

The hand at the small of your back twitched. One of his fingers tracing your spine. A surge of boldness took you as you grasped that hand moving it lower. A groan rumbled in his throat as he made contact with your ass. He gave a gentle squeeze to test the waters growing braver once your muffled moan met his ears.

Your own hands wandered the expanse of his chest blindly mapping out his pectorals before moving down to his abdomen.

“You sure about this?” He mumbled against your lips.

“Case, I've waited three tours for this.”

“Alright,”

His hands swiftly moved to cradle your thighs before abruptly lifting you. You felt his grin at your surprised squeak. After the adjustment of encircling your legs around his waist, the trooper began making his way to your bedroom.

Your back soon met the plush mattress with him towering above you.

“Get this off.” You smirked, grabbing a fist full of his shirt.

He pulled away long enough to peel off his shirt tossing the article away.

“Your turn.”

Your top soon met the floor. You soon reached behind you and once you relieved the clasps of their duty, you bra was soon added to the floor. You giggled after following his entranced gaze.

“You can touch.”

He gingerly cupped one of your breasts before he planted his face in between the soft mounds. After another giggle left you, he said something but was muffled. Placing a hand on each side of his head, you lifted.

“Try that again?”

“This must be what heaven feels like.”

You let his head fall back into your chest with a half hearted roll of your eyes. The giggles morphing into moans as soon as his tongue graced your skin. You soon began squirming under him. The roaring fire in your belly only growing hotter.

“Case, come on,”

He lifted his gaze to look into your eyes.

“Pants off, trooper.”

The playful spark in his eyes matched his grin, “Now that's an order I can follow.”

As soon as he stood to disrobe, you took your chance to shimmy out of your pants. Your thumbs were already hooked into the waistband of your panties, but you stopped upon watching his pants hit the floor. A sizable bulge forming a tent in the front of his boxers. You moved forward batting his hands away. Your fingers dipping into the waistband of his boxers. Another hand ghosting over his bulge.

"Nice of you to stand at attention for me," you teased.

His laugh was laced with the undertones of a groan, “Well, when the occasion's right.”

After he gave the okay, his boxers were soon around his ankles. Your gaze plastered on what was hiding underneath.

“We don't have t-”

“Oh no, you're bringing that over here.”

He chuckled returning to his post. His lips seeking out yours. The pressure of his exposed cock against your thigh adding to your thinning patience to have him inside you.

You teeth grazed his bottom lip, “Get on your back.”

His arms wrapped around you as he rolled. Your chests pressed flush to each other. You offered another kiss before shifting to straddle him. His cock offering a delighted throb at being nestled between your sopping folds. Your hips rocked against his, earning a groan that trailed off into a whine.

“Feels so good already.”

Your fingers closed around his length as you lined him up with your entrance.

“Then you'll love this.”

The cheeky reply on his lips died in favor of a gasp. His hands moving to grip your hips. His head lulling back into the pillows. You stayed still to allow your body to adjust to his size. The stuttering twitches of his hips almost eliciting a giggle from you.

“Kriff, you're tight.” He gritted out, fingers pressing harder into your hips.

“I'll move in a minute,” You soothed, your fingertips skating over his chest, “just relax and let me show you how much I've wanted you.”

The look that met yours was equal parts adorable and sexy. His pupils blown wide from lust with warmth swirling within his irises the color of whiskey, and you wanted nothing more than to drink him in.

After a few moments, you gave an experimental rock of your hips. A white hot lance of pleasure shot up your spine. Your gaze locked to the ceiling as your rocking soon became shallow thrusts. Hardcase's strings of whispered praises spurring you onward.

When you tore your eyes away from the ceiling, the sight below was almost your undoing. His chest rose and fell with his ragged breaths. A sheen of sweat had begun to form on his temples. Grabbing one of his hands, you guided his fingers to your folds. His trigger finger resting upon your pearl.

“Case, please.”

Who was he to deny such a request?

It took little guidance apart from demonstrating that circling your pearl resulting in your heat giving him a squeeze. Soon he was easing you toward the peak like a pro. Circling in one direction only to change directions moments later. Alternating pressures and speeds to milk more of those sweet noises from you.

Much too soon for your liking, the peak of your pleasure was upon you, and he never let up. His name a hoarse cry as your back curved. Euphoria exploding along every nerve.

A curse tore from his throat at your muscles clamping down around him. His hips bucking up to chase the tightness. His own end approaching at an alarming rate.

“Mesh'la, I..” He was cut off by his groan.

“In.” You managed before his back arched tight as a bowstring.

His hands pressing your hips to his. His cock pulsing as your pussy continued to milk every last drop of his seed from him.

Eventually you eased him out of you in favor of laying in his welcoming embrace.

“So, you do that with all your friends?” He teased.

You chuffed out a laugh, “Friends, no, but with a boyfriend..”

His lips cut you off.

[rebekadjarin]

Watch me

Chapter 16 of Golden Dawn

A/N: For the life of me, I will finish this fic! If you're new here, Golden Dawn is my reader insert comfort bad batch fanfic with a slow burn Crosshair love story (with smut). It's about going on missions, hanging out with the batch and overall just them being happy and having fun. Other clones are included too! If you are interested, here is chapter one.

Summary: You spend an eventful day on Kamino with the bad batch and you get to spend some time with everyone, especially Crosshair. He seems unable to take his hands off you but you both have your duties. It doesn't mean that you can't squeeze in some quality time for the two of you... One of your favourite 501st boy also appears, and you get to find out what the hell Hardcase got into this time.

Rating: super explicit, explicit on the square

Word count: 11k

Warnings: S M U T, cum

My old taglist: @fangirl-goes-nova @murdertoothpick @tacticalsparkles @coffeeandtodd @moonstrider9904 @luosymekawa @littlemisscare-all (if you want to be added/removed, just message me!)

You read the chapter here or click on the chapter title in the beginning and it will lead you to my ao3

“We have training to do,” Crosshair told you in the morning when you asked what their program for the day was. 

“Do I have to go?” you asked and stretched, sitting on his bed. You already got ready but you lay back just for another five minutes while the others went ahead. 

“No, I don’t want them anywhere near you,” he answered and you sent him a questioning look. “When we didn’t train with Jango, they had other bounty hunters do the job. And I also prefer to train you myself,” he added with a small smirk. 

“I think we have been doing a little different kind of physical exercise lately,” you suppressed a smile and he came closer. He bent forward to lean on the bed with his hands and you stopped breathing for a second. 

“Which proved to be more effective than I ever imagined.” His voice was raspy from the morning and also because of lust. 

Your lower muscles clenched in anticipation but you were rudely interrupted when Tech’s head popped into the room to hurry Crosshair. 

“In a minute,” he quickly got rid of Tech. 

“Maybe I do want to come along with you after all,” you stood up and looked up at Crosshair’s face. 

He moved his toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other and raised an eyebrow. 

“I want to watch,” you added with an innocent smile. 

“Really?” he stepped so close that you could feel his hot breath on your skin but he didn’t touch you. “You want to watch, sunshine?” 

You nodded with that same playful look on your face. 

“Because I can make you watch, if you’d like to,” he continued and you gulped loudly, making him smirk. “Or maybe change it up and make me the one looking at you while you’re pleasuring yourself, hm? How soon would you come under my gaze?” 

You felt like the floor disappeared from under your feet and you moaned loudly at the picture his words painted into your mind. That would be so excruciatingly arousing. You couldn’t take it anymore and rested your forehead against his chest and interlaced your hands around his waist. 

Your hands traveled up his back and scratched it. You got so turned on by this little conversation of yours that you couldn’t stop yourself and started leaving wet kisses on his neck. He was still standing motionless. 

“Crosshair,” you said his name while continuing to suck on his neck. “I think I could come only listening to your voice,” you confessed and he couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed your waist roughly. 

“Fuck,” he said and pulled your hips closer to his. “I have to go,” he said but his grip on your body didn’t loosen. 

You reached down with your hands and started to take off his codpiece. “You can make it quick,” you placed another kiss on his neck. “You already got me hot and wet enough.”

“Fuck, fuck,” he groaned and ripped his codpiece off to take his hard cock out and shoved you back on the bed. You grinned as his self-control shattered and he flipped you to your stomach and yanked your trousers down. 

“Fuck it,” he continued cursing and quickly bent down and bit your ass before putting his cock in front of your entrance. “Just from my voice you say?” he grabbed your hips and shoved himself inside you with one rough motion. 

You didn’t lie when you said you were ready for him, he slid in easily but you still moaned at his roughness. 

“Just from me watching you?” he started thrusting into you and you had to stop yourself from yelling loudly from pleasure as he roughly fucked you. “You think you could come only from those?” he asked, out of his mind while fucking you. 

“I do, Crosshair, I could,” you nodded frantically while he continued to destroy you. 

He let his hands travel up your back, under your shirt and find their way to your breasts. He started to draw circles with his thumbs around your nipples. 

“I believe you,” he moaned into your ears. “But let’s just remember how well you come around my cock,” he buried himself deeply inside you while still stimulating your nipples and a quick but strong orgasm exploded in you and all you could do was whimper while he fucked you through it. 

You heard a knock on the door and Tech’s voice came from outside to hurry up Crosshair because they were really going to be late. 

“Just a second,” Crosshair shouted back in a completely normal and collected voice while not slowing his pace. “See, I’m going to be late because of you,” he whispered into your ears. 

You couldn’t collect yourself enough to form a coherent answer but he just fucked you faster before he pulled his cock out of you and rutted it against your ass, coming in hot pulses on your lower back. You felt his thick cum cover you and drip from your hips. 

You moaned loudly when you felt his cum all over your body and he patted your ass before standing up and putting himself away. He quickly picked his codpiece up and reattached it while you were trying to catch your breath, laying on the bed, covered in his cum. 

“Crosshair,” you groaned and looked back at him. He was standing next to the bed, armor back to the usual, his eyes mischievously shining. 

“Yes, sunshine?” he cocked his head on one side.

“I don’t think I can get up,” you confessed. You barely felt your limbs, you were still so numb from having just been fucked like this. 

“That’s alright, you look perfect, covered in my cum, lying there, numb from my cock,” he smirked smugly and you groaned. 

“I really have to go,” he added and walked toward the door. 

“You can’t leave me here like this,” you shouted after him. 

“Watch me,” he winked at you and walked out. 

“You want to explain what took you so long?” you faintly heard Tech’s annoyed voice in front of the door. 

“No,” Crosshair answered simply as their steps slowly faded away. 

You let out an exasperated breath and trembled when you felt another drip of his cum flow down your ass. He really made sure you couldn’t follow him for the training. 

You wondered for a second about what kind of bounty hunters trained them that he didn’t want to let you close to them but you were too distracted to dwell too long on it. 

It took you several more minutes to collect yourself enough to get up and you were thinking about getting back at him the whole time. He was usually the collected one who reduced you into a blubbering mess but you wanted to see him be the one begging one time. You weren’t even sure it was possible but you would definitely try. 

A shower helped you recover from the rough morning sex with Crosshair but your heart was still racing and your cheeks felt hot whenever you remembered it. 

After calming dawn a little you decided to make yourself useful. You started with visiting the medical area to help out the medics there. 

You saw a few kaminoans and couldn’t stop following their slender figures flow on the corridors. Hearing their smooth voice sent shivers down your spine and you had trouble finding them sympathetic. 

You were relieved to see that there were clone medics working in the hospital wing and not kaminoans. They creeped you out and you couldn’t really put your fingers around the feeling. 

“Hardcase?” you stopped immediately when you caught a glimpse of his tattoo in the corner of your eyes. 

“Hey Medy!” he greeted you eagerly and sat up, just to press his palm on his side and groan from the sudden movement. He tried to ignore the pain and continued talking. “Fives and Echo told me that you’re around, I’m so happy to run into you!”

You instantly changed into medic mode and stepped closer to examine his injury. 

“I’d rather not see you here, Hardcase,” you shook your head a little. “What happened to you this time?”

“Ehhh,” he looked away, feeling a little embarrassed. “I fell down.”

“From where?” you raised a brow because it was never this easy with him. 

“Well out of the window. But I really had no choice!” he protested vehemently. “Rex clearly told me not to even think about walking out the door. He didn’t say anything about the window,” he smiled mischievously. 

“Why am I not surprised,” you shook your head and scanned him. You quickly checked the results and saw that the injury wasn’t too bad. “I’ll apply a bacta patch and you need to take some medication for the next few days,” you searched for the right ones and handed them to him. 

“Thanks Medy,” he smiled at you and took them. ”Now you can apply the patch,” he grinned and pulled up his shirt. You rolled your eyes but did as he said.  

“Why did you have to stay in that room anyway? Did you do something?” you sent him a questioning look.

“I might have successfully made a small explosion after tampering with some gadgets," he confessed. “But you should have seen it! It was mind-blowing! I might have just come up with a new weapon,”  he was clearly proud of himself and you couldn’t suppress a smile. 

“I’m glad that it wasn’t literally mind-blowing,” you laughed and he just waved it off. 

“So yeah, after that Rex sent me back to my room to think about what I did or something like that, I didn’t really pay attention to be honest.”

“And why did you decide to leave the room?” you were still trying to put the story together. 

“I was hungry,” he shrugged. 

“And why did you fall? I have seen you pull off far worse stuff. Not that I advise you to do those,” you sent him a playfully scolding look. 

“Oh yeah, I totally had it under control,” he waved. “But then I saw Rex behind a window and he was just about to turn. I swear to you he felt that I was there. So I had to disappear and I might not have paid enough attention and slipped. You know how rainy it is out there.”

“You’re lucky you landed on the roof and didn’t fall sixty meters into the water.”

“Yeah,” he grinned and you shook your head. He was always playing with fire. And he did it in his slightly unhinged but undeniably cool style. 

“You should take care of yourself a little bit better,” you patted his shoulder when you were ready with everything and he sent you a grateful smile. 

“Why would I when you’re always here to heal me?”

“I wish that was the case, but I won’t always be there. So just don’t suffer stupid injuries, alright?”

“I’ll try my best,” he winked at you and you knew your little speech had no effect on him and sighed. 

“I guess that’s a start.”

You spent the next hours helping out and stitched up a few shinies who got injured during simulations. 

“I knew I would find you here.”

“Tech!” you turned around and smiled at him. “Did you finish with your training?” 

“Crosshair and Wrecker stayed behind to practice some more. I thought that this was the perfect opportunity for me to show you around in the laboratory, if you’re interested.”

“I am, that sounds great,” you put the equipment you were cleaning down and stood up. “Let’s go.”

“So you said Crosshair is still practicing?” you asked him on your way to the lab. 

“Correct. He’s a perfectionist and always has to practice the most.”

“Well, it really works for him. I actually wanted to ask you something about him.”

“Yes?” Tech glanced at you . 

“Where do you think his jealousy originates from? I mean I think I know a little about it but I wanted to ask you about it as well. You’ve known him longer.”

“As far as I’m concerned, he has never shown this type of behavior before. It’s only when he’s around you,” Tech sent you a curious look. “But jealousy has a simple scientific explanation. It discouraged desertion by a mate, bolstering the family unit and enabling the survival of the young. At the same time, it has pushed us to abandon philanderers in favor of more stable and rewarding partnerships.”

“Maker Tech, that's pretty dry. I was thinking about something closer to Crosshair.”

“Oh. In that case,” he tilted his head to think for a few seconds. “I believe it’s because of his own insecurities and him thinking that if he let you get closer to another male you’d leave him for them.”

“Oh.”

“Was that sufficient?”

“It was a lot, Tech. And what could I do about it? I really want to be there for him.”

“I’d like to offer a solution for you but my knowledge in the matter isn’t extensive enough.”

You sighed. All you wanted was to understand Crosshair more to be able to support him better. Tech must have seen that you weren’t comforted yet and tried again. 

“What are you worrying about?” 

“Just that I’m not able to support him in a way he needs it.”

“That’s nonsense. He’s clearly happy.”

You felt a little relieved. “Thanks Tech, that means a lot.”

“You are welcome. But I don’t understand, can’t you see it on him?” 

“I can but sometimes I’m not sure I can trust my eyes. I'm afraid they would show what I want to see and not what’s actually there.”

He seemed to think this through. “You have nothing to worry about. He’s lucky to have you, you seem to pay special attention to his well-being.”

“Of course I do,” you said like it was obvious. “Sometimes that’s all I think about.”

“Well, it’s clearly working. He’s better than he’s ever been.”

You closed your eyes for a second. It felt so comforting to hear these words from someone else’s mouth, especially Tech because he and Crosshair had a special bond. 

“Thank you, Tech, this was really comforting.”

His face lit up after your praise and he unconsciously started walking faster from happiness, you had to jog to catch up with him. 

“And how are you feeling Tech?” 

He looked a little taken aback and slowed down to match your pace. “My work on the ship is endless, I still want to boost the engines and I have to reorganize the food cabinet after Wrecker made a mess a few days ago. Last night I read an interesting article about molecular underpinnings of a disease affecting corals.”

“Is marine life something you’re interested in?”

“Very much so,” he smiled a little. “I would love to explore it in different water planets.”

“Maybe we’ll get an underwater mission once.”

“Highly unlikely, I don’t see why they would send us. It’s not the area where our enhancements are the most useful.”

“I was just hoping for it, Tech.”

“Oh. In that case I also hope that it will happen.”

You smiled at him and he held the laboratory door open for you. He showed you around and talked about all the equipment you were interested in. You also spent some time working on one of your medicines you started earlier but couldn’t finish. Working with Tech was always easy for you because he was so clearly passionate about what he was doing that it kept you going endlessly. 

“Hungry?” came the question from behind you and you jumped and turned around immediately just to see Hunter standing in front of you with a smirk on his face. You put your hand on your racing heart and took a few deep breaths to calm down. 

“First of all, don’t do that,” you motioned at him, “but yeah, now that you ask I’m hungry.”

“Great, come on!” he smiled at you warmly and turned around. 

“Tech?” you looked at him but he shook his head. 

“I’ll stay, I want to finish this. But you should go.”

You nodded and walked toward the door to catch up with Hunter. 

“You two get on well since day one,” he noted when you arrived next to him. 

“He’s always been very kind to me,” you smiled remembering how in your first days you spent all your time next to Tech. “And he says very interesting stuff all the time, you should listen to him more.”

“Thank you for the suggestion,” he smirked and led you toward the cantina. 

“How was the training?”

“The usual,” he dodged the question easily and sat down next to you. “I also just wanted to check up on you,” he tilted his head and looked at you deeply. 

Your hand that was halfway to your mouth with a mouthful of the plain kaminoan food stopped and you looked back at him. “What do you mean?”

“It’s just that many things happened in a short amount of time and I wanted to make sure that you’re alright. And that Crosshair was treating you well when we’re not around. Not that I don’t trust him,” he added quickly, “but we know how he can get and I don’t want him to treat you like that.”

“Oh,” you smiled and put the bite in your mouth and swallowed it before answering. “That’s so considerate of my kind sergeant,” you teased him, making him smile but then you continued in a more serious voice. “No, I really meant that. Thank you. And I’m really good. You can’t even imagine how nice he is when you’re not around,” you lowered your voice and leaned closer to him as if you were going to share a secret. He tensed a little and paid attention to your every move. “Hunter, I think he is…,” you whispered, “a softie,” you finished and he laughed out so loud that many clones sitting at tables near you looked over to see what it was about. 

“That sounds pretty serious, are you sure you can handle that? Because I’m not afraid of moody or angry Crosshair but soft Crosshair scares me,” he grinned and you laughed with him. 

“I know right,” you couldn’t stop smiling. “It’s pretty serious, I don’t think there’s any coming back from this.”

“Wow,” Hunter calmed down and shook his head with the last hints of laughter still playing on his lips. “You know I really think that you were all he needed,” he looked up at you. “He’s different since you’re together. Before, he’s been often with us but stayed distant. Lately he just seems more alive. He’s just like who he was back when we were cadets.,” Hunter smiled at the memory. “You know before the war and missions. You really bring that out of him.”

“Hunter,” you smiled, really touched by his words. You quickly patted his hand that was resting on the table. “Thank you.”

He smiled back at you. “Anytime. Also if you have any sexual questions you can always come to me,” his smile turned into an evil smirk and you rolled your eyes. 

“Shut up and eat,” you told him with a full mouth. 

“You know I won the bet and can talk as much about it as I want?” he snickered but did as you said and scooped some food on his spoon and quickly swallowed it. 

“Just because you can doesn’t mean you should.”

“If I can, then I will,” he grinned and you shook your head with a tired smile on your face. 

“That does sound like a motto of the bad batch.”

“It really does,” he nodded with an eager face. “Let’s patent it so after the war we can use it for a small business,” he joked. 

“Do you think a lot about the end of the war?” you took a sip of your drink and watched a group of shinies walk away in front of you. Why did they have to wear their full armor inside when there were no battle simulations? It must not have been comfortable. Maybe it was to prepare them. 

“Yeah, sometimes,” Hunter answered. “I imagine us all staying together and maybe continuing working for the Republic, you know, because we want to, not because we’re their property. That would be nice.”

“That does sound good,” you smiled at him. “I hope it’s going to be here soon.”

“Let’s just win that war before, shall we?” he winked at you and you both stood up after finishing your food and walked out of the cantina after you packed up some food for Tech. 

While you were walking on the white corridors you ran into Wrecker who was coming from the training rooms, freshly showered and whistling to himself. He was hard to miss with his size and also the off tune whistling. 

“Hey guys,” his face lit up when he saw you.

“Hi Wreck,” you smiled back at him. “I’m taking this for Tech, wanna come?”

“Sure,” he agreed and you turned left where Hunter went right, he headed back to the barrack. 

“You don’t look tired,” you glanced at him and he laughed. 

“They don’t have enough weights to tire me out,” he flexed one of his massive arms. “You know these are pretty cool,” he lifted his fingers up and looked at his nails. 

“Hunter did a pretty nice job, I’ll tell him that after the war he can go work as a nail artist,” you added seriously and Wrecker snorted. 

“You know we could do more stuff like yesterday.”

“I think so too, Wreck. I missed these nights so much,” you smiled softly. 

“Well, I’m always here if you want to.”

“Thanks. Maybe we could also… No forget it, I’m sure it’s not your thing…,” changed your mind while talking. 

“What? You started saying it, now you know I won’t let you rest until you tell me,” he nudged you softly. 

“I was just thinking about how much I wanted to go shopping for clothes and stuff,” you confessed and waited for him to laugh at you but he didn’t.

“Then let’s go. Next time we can, we’ll go.”

“Really?” you face lit up. “You’d come with me?”

“Sure,” he grinned. “We can also get a couple beers and you can spill all the tea on Crosshair.”

You laughed. “Sounds like a pretty cool plan to me.”

“Can’t wait,” he added with a grin just when you’ve arrived back to the labs where you dropped off Tech his lunch and made him promise that he would eat it and not forget about it. 

“Forget about eating?” Wrecker shook his head. “I could never.”

“Yeah, same.” 

“Wanna get a snack?” he looked at you mischievously

“Here?” you raised an eyebrow. “How?”

“I know a way,” he sent you a crooked smile and showed you the way toward another building. He was leading you through dark and narrow corridors which not even the cameras kept an eye on until you arrived in front of a simple door which Wrecker quickly tampered with and opened so you could sneak in. 

The room you arrived in was full of neatly organized boxes and Wrecker immediately led you to one of them and opened it. You saw that it was full of different flavors of chocolate covered energy bars. He grabbed a handful of them and you did the same and he carefully closed the box back and you made your way out. 

“How did you know about that?” you laughed when you were back to the well-lit white corridors. 

“You think I wouldn’t find where they kept the snacks we occasionally got?” he grinned and shoved two into his mouth. “Hunter led me there, he could smell it but then after that it’s all my work.”

“And they never noticed?”

“The secret is to not do it often,” he passed on his knowledge. 

By the time you arrived back at their barrack Crosshair was already there, freshly showered and looking more handsome than ever with his new haircut. You smiled when you saw that he was back and ran to him. 

He quickly pulled you into a hug and placed a kiss on the top of your head. 

“How did the training go?” you asked, your voice muffled because you were still pressed against his chest. 

“Fine,” he answered and sat down on his bed and pulled you into his lap. You stared into his eyes and drank him in. 

Then you noticed something changed behind him on the wall and you looked over his shoulder to take a better look at it. The usual three target posters were still hanging on the wall but something changed. 

“Did you…?” you asked him and a smile spread across your face. Previously, the middle poster was shot carefully to make the letter C. Now it’s been changed to the letter your name started with. You couldn’t find the words and it was just so sweet of him. 

“Crosshair,” you pulled him closer and he hugged you back. “This is so sweet.”

“What happened?” Wrecker came over to take a look too and he smiled when he saw what Crosshair did. 

“Who would have thought that you were such a romantic, lil bro?”

“Don’t call me that,” Crosshair answered, pretending to be irritated but the smile playing on his lips gave him away. Wrecker quickly ruffled his hair then went back to his bed. 

Some time later Hunter arrived back with Tech by his side. His face was more serious than usual and you grew a little wary. 

“New mission?” Wrecker asked with a grin and sat up on his bed. 

“A bigger one,” Hunter nodded. “The jedi discovered a new separatist base but they had to fall back to help the battalions on Ryloth. Our mission is to find out all we can about this new base, what technology they use, why they moved there and any useful information before destroying it.”

“Nice, an explosion then,” Wrecker cheered but Hunter’s face remained serious. 

“What else is there?” Crosshair asked, he also saw that Hunter was yet to share everything with the group. Hunter came closer and looked into your eyes. 

“I’m afraid you can’t come with us this time. We have to drop you off at the Republic base on the planet, you were ordered to stay there because they are in dire need of medics. We lost a battle there a few hours earlier,” he sighed. “You can imagine the situation.”

You gave him a firm nod. You knew your duty. 

Crosshair’s face didn’t show much about his thoughts. 

“Cross?” you nudged him, wanting to hear what he was thinking about. 

“I don’t fucking like the way they just order you around,” he said sourly. 

“Technically they can,” Tech stepped in front of Hunter. “Officially she’s still listed as our medic, not a fifth member and medics can always be ordered around when a shortage appears somewhere. Also I have to add that it would be much safer for her to remain at a Republic base than to accompany us to this mission.”

You heard Wrecker chuckle and turned your head his way.

“I know that,” Crosshair answered Tech with a grimace, “that’s why I didn’t protest.”

“What’s up with you Wreck?” you asked him because he was still chuckling to himself. 

“Let me guess,” Crosshair raised an eyebrow and the corner of his mouth twitched despite his gloomy mood. “Tech said technically and you find that extremely amusing.” 

Wrecker burst out laughing again and just nodded. You shook your head with a smile on your face and turned back to Crosshair. The furrow between his brows was still there. 

“I’m gonna be fine,” you stroked his face. “I’m more worried about you guys.”

“Nah, don’t be,” Wrecker, who collected himself a little, sent you a grin. “We wouldn’t risk getting injured when the only one to stitch us up is Tech.”

“I did the work fairly efficiently!” he objected. 

“The emphasis is on fairly,” Hunter added with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. 

“It’s not my area of expertise,” he nodded reluctantly. 

“It’s okay Tech, it wasn’t so bad,” Wrecker tried comforting him, which he thanked with a half-smile. 

“You hear that guys? You’re not allowed to get injured because I’m not gonna be there,” you looked at all of them. “That’s an order.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Hunter jokingly saluted you. “But I thought it was usually Crosshair giving you the orders, right?” Hunter asked with a mischievous grin and you froze. 

Crosshair just rolled his eyes and ignored Hunter’s comment. 

“He just wishes to get promoted,” Wrecker patted Crosshair’s back not so lightly. “But we wouldn’t let ya go,” he also pushed him a bit and Crosshair shook his head with a faint smile on his lips. 

“So when do we leave?” you asked them. 

“Right after they finished preparing our ship,” Hunter answered and took a seat on his bed and put his legs up. 

“They are doing what?” Tech jerked his head up. “No one can touch my ship when I’m not there.”

“As I said, our ship,” Hunter repeated but Tech ignored him and was already on his feet and halfway out of the door. He was pretty sensitive when it came to the maintenance of the Havoc Marauder, he had already put so much work into the ship that it rightfully felt his a little more than anyone else’s. 

“If we have a little more time…,” Crosshair started and placed a soft kiss on your shoulder, making goosebumps appear on your whole body. His lips lingered on your skin just one second longer before he leaned closer to your ears. “I could show you the armory.”

“Yeah, he doesn’t actually mean the armory,” Hunter commented without even looking up from his datapad. 

“Do you always have to ruin the mood?” you looked at him and he shrugged with a crooked smile on his face. 

“I just wanted to make sure that you two are on the same page,” he added and you rolled your eyes. 

Wrecker raised his head when he heard the word armory. “It’s a pretty nice armory. I shed a few tears when I first saw it after they renovated it.”

“You cried?” you laughed. 

“Your man right there did too,” he grinned evilly and Crosshair sent him a death glare. 

“I didn’t.”

“Yeah you did, lil bro,” Wrecker continued grinning. “There was one teardrop running dramatically down your face when you saw the rifle collection. I saw it.”

Crosshair pursed his lips and you needed every ounce of self control you ever had in your life to not laugh in his face. 

“Medy’s is quite close to dying there,” Hunter noted and you closed your eyes and tried to concentrate on your breathing to control your uncontrollable urge to laugh. 

“I just need a minute,” you managed to say somehow. 

You couldn’t see but were sure that Crosshair and Wrecker were silently communicating while you were dying, as Hunter worded. 

“Alright, I’m sorry, I know the armory is our secret bonding place, I won’t share anything I learnt there again,” Wrecker apologized and Crosshair facepalmed. 

“Secret bonding place?” you asked, your curiosity overriding your urge to laugh in their faces. 

“It’s not a secret when you know about it,” Hunter said casually. 

“You knew?” Wrecker asked with his mouth hanging open. 

“How would I not have known, Wrecker?” Hunter looked up at him. “You thought that you could sneak past me without me waking up? Also, stealth was never your strongest quality. Crosshair though,” he tilted his face. 

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Wrecker asked him. 

“It seemed like a you two kinda thing,” Hunter shrugged. 

“That’s so sweet,” you smiled and felt discomfort radiating from Crosshair. “What, Cross? Is me learning that you have a special bond with one of your brothers uncomfortable for you?” 

“He’s just not used to showing emotions at all,” Hunter answered instead of him. 

“I want to leave,” Crosshair said and Hunter nodded. 

“You should before he tells her about your weird obsession with porgs.”

“Your what?!” you laughed. 

“They are so freaking cute!” Wrecker immediately protested. 

“Sorry, I didn’t know that your secret armory meetings were officially called porg fan club meetings,” Hunter mocked them. 

“So porgs?” you smiled at Crosshair who was not just radiating discomfort, he was burning with it. 

“I want to leave,” he repeated and picked you up and carried you to the door. 

“He says that they are neat,” Wrecker shouted after you and you sent him a grin. You were so grateful to have his brothers next to you because learning this kind of information would have been almost impossible from Crosshair himself. 

“Cross,” you cupped his flushed face and looked deeply into his eyes. “Don’t do this, you know I love learning everything about you. You shouldn’t feel bad about this, this is so normal,” you laughed. “Why do you have a guard up most of the time?” 

He shrugged and put you down on your feet when you were out of the room. He held your hand and started walking down the white corridor. 

“You shouldn’t, you know,” you continued, “you can always be yourself with me. I want that. I want everything about you.”

A small smirk appeared on his lips and he stopped to kiss you. He gently brushed his lips against yours to let you know he got what you were talking about. 

“Right now what I want is you,” he whispered against your lips and deepened the kiss. You opened your mouth to welcome him as he slid his tongue inside your mouth to explore it. 

His hands traveled down your waist and pulled you closer until you were pressed up against his hips. His fingers dug into your flesh and you already forgot what you were talking about. 

He didn’t even check the door you were standing in front of, just opened it and pushed you inside while kissing you. Only one of his hands left your body to lock the door. Then he lay you down on one of the bunk beds and deepened the kiss.

“You looked absolutely amazing when I left you in the morning,” he said in a raspy voice and pushed his hips against yours. You moaned when you felt his hardness. 

“I can never get enough of you,” he continued and lifted your shirt, placing a kiss on your stomach. “I could be with you all day and all night and it would never be enough,” he unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down. 

His words made your head spin but all that came out of you was a soft whimper. He laid you down on the bed, his head between your legs. He grinned at you, a full smile that you loved so much.

“And I have more plans for you for today,” he slightly bit his lower lip then buried his tongue inside you. You inhaled sharply and your fingers found their way into his silver hair. His pace fastened and soon all you could think about was how much you wanted him inside you.

“Crosshair,” you asked him and he looked up at you, licking his lips in a mischievous way. 

“Will you do me a favor and fuck me right now?” you lifted your hips with desire. 

“There’s something I want you to do for me before, sunshine,” he smirked at you and you lifted a brow.  

“Now that I’m not going to be here for a few days,” he started talking and you almost moaned at how sexy his voice sounded, “there’s something I want to ask you not to do,” he continued with a darkened look on his face. 

“What?” you asked and licked your suddenly dry lips. 

He answered with a knowing smirk. “But I want to watch now. I want to see what you’re not going to be allowed to do while I’m away.”

You drew in a sharp breath when you understood what he was talking about. Did he want to see you pleasure yourself? While he was standing next to you?

“Come on sunshine,” he told you, his voice the smoothest you’ve ever heard it and it made you want to do anything he told you. Without question. You would have followed his voice alone to hell and back. 

“Do you want me to talk you through it?” he continued and you closed your eyes and nodded. “I want to see how you come from your fingers, sunshine. I want to see how your body trembles under the pleasure you caused.”

“Why am I not allowed to do it while you’re gone?” you asked in a weak voice, already turned on just by listening to his words. 

“Because I’m a selfish bastard who wants all of your orgasms to himself,” he answered and you couldn’t suppress a moan hearing that. “Don’t get shy now, sunshine. Do you remember how dirty your mouth gets when you’re begging me to fuck you? This isn’t different. But this time you’re the one doing it to yourself.”

You were already burning with desire and you wanted to please him too so you shyly lifted your fingers and placed them on just the right spot. 

You could hear him drawing in a sharp breath when you started circling your clit and rubbing the wetness all over yourself. 

“You’re so turned on,” he said, his voice airy and eyes wide. 

“It’s only for you,” you answered and threw your head back as you applied pressure on your clit while circling around it. 

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he breathed as you winced from pleasure hearing his praise. “Always coming around my cock when I fuck you. Always saying the perfect words to make me lose my mind. You do that to me, you make me lose my fucking mind,” he kept talking and you closed your eyes and focused on the pleasure your fingers on your clit were causing you while listening to his smooth voice. 

“Look at me,” he ordered and you reluctantly opened your eyes and glanced at him. All air left your lungs when you saw his expression, it was wild with lust and passion as he was looking down at you, a few drops of sweat balancing on his body as he was trying to fight the urge to fuck you right there and then and just enjoy the sight of you pleasuring yourself just a little longer. Just until you came. 

“What you said earlier,” he kept talking, “I know I can be myself with you. I don’t always show it but I know it. And I will. With time, I will show you all, sunshine. But we have time. We have all the fucking time in the galaxy.”

Your mouth fell open as you were listening to his words and you couldn't stop staring at his face while he was talking, he was so genuine. And he said all the time in the galaxy. Fuck, that sent a shiver down your body and you trembled as you felt the first signs of your orgasms building in your body. 

“You should see how beautiful you look right now, lost in my words and pleasure. You’re absolutely out of this world.”

The orgasm that was building in your body exploded and ripped through your body and your whole body trembled. He was there behind you immediately, sliding next to you and kissing your forehead. 

“Such a good girl,” he whispered and lifted the hand you were pleasuring yourself with and licked your fingers off. You groaned at the sensation and pressed your body harder against his. 

He rolled you over to your side and slid behind you. He gently sank his teeth in the sensitive skin on your neck and his hand traveled to your hips and pulled you closer, until his cock was touching your entrance and you winced in pleasure, still high from your orgasm. 

He pushed his hips forward and buried his cock inside you while his lips never left your neck and you whimpered, feeling overstimulated but drunk on pleasure. 

“Such a good girl,” his lips were moving against your skin as he was whispering. He started moving, every thrust audible because you were so wet for him. “So perfect for me,” he sighed and dug his fingers deeper into your hips as he started fucking you faster. “Talk to me.”

“I can’t,” you managed to say between two intense thrusts. “You make me lose my mind too, Crosshair.”

He exhaled deeply and shoved himself deeper than before inside you. He ran his delicate fingers down your body until they grabbed your butt and squeezed it, making you moan. He turned you around, standing on all fours and entered you. Both of you were completely lost in each other when you heard someone standing in front of the door, trying to enter. Thank the Maker Crosshair had enough in him to close the door earlier, otherwise you would have found yourself in a rather mortifying situation. Not that this was not making you flush with embarrassment.

‘I think,” you started saying but Crosshair didn’t seem to startle as much.

“We’re busy,” he called out and focused his attention back to you. “So where were we?,” he asked in a husky voice and rubbed his short stubble to your neck.  You shivered at the sensation and were reminded again what you two were in the middle of before being interrupted. 

He started moving again, slowly, making you moan out of pleasure. You tried muffling the sound with your hands but he stopped you. 

“I want to hear you,” he said in a raspy voice and picked up his pace. “I’d want everyone to hear you and know that you are mine,” he emphasized every word with thrust. You completely forgot about the interruption, all you could sense was him everywhere around you. 

 “I am yours, Crosshair,” you confessed between two moans and he inhaled sharply.

“What a good girl,” he softly stroked your hair before grabbing your butt and dictating an even faster rhythm. 

You moaned his name as he came inside you and filled you up with his thick, warm cum. He held you in place while he came, drunk on the voices you were making. 

After a minute of both of you just breathing hard, you turned around to face him and rested your forehead against his. “You’re mine too, Cross,” you whispered and kissed him. He kissed you back fondly, eagerly and embraced you. You stayed like that until both of your breathing calmed down. 

“You mesmerize me,” he whispered into your ears in a voice so low you could barely hear. 

“Crosshair,” you murmured his name. 

“I loved watching you,” he continued, stroking your naked body with his smooth, long fingers. You smiled sheepishly. “You are so beautiful,” he kissed your temple and you melted into his arms. 

“I can’t wait for you to come back from the mission,” you were reminded of the fact that he was going to leave you soon. He tensed a bit next to you. 

“I will come back. I will always come back to you, sunshine.” 

You took a breath to say something more when an abrupt knocking startled you. 

“Oh, fu-,” you started saying and abruptly sat up and started looking for your clothes. “Shit, I forgot about him,” you were so mad at yourself and flushed with embarrassment again. 

Crosshair stayed laying down on the bed with an evil grin playing on his lips. watching you hurry and get ready again. He reached for a toothpick and placed it between his lips.

“Crosshair!” you warned him. 

“What?” he stretched without any signs that he wanted to leave. 

“I think we should go right now and let poor shiny get his room back,” you said.

“Let him wait,” Crosshair answered smugly. “This might be the first and last action he could have heard.”

“You’re such a jerk,” you suppressed a smile and rolled your eyes. “Let’s just go!” you offered your hand to him which he couldn’t reject and got up. “Now, dress yourself,” you jerked your hand away and pointed at his clothes. He stared at you, naked and an amused look on his face. Well, he wasn’t completely naked, his toothpick was between his lips. It was a sight you wanted to see for the rest of your life. You couldn’t hide your smile. 

“Come on,” you managed to tear your eyes away from his body and nudged him to put his clothes on. He scowled and reluctantly started putting his clothes back on.

Then he held your hand and you walked out of the room to find a trooper awkwardly standing in front of the door. You felt a flush of embarrassment run through your body but Crosshair must not have felt anything remotely close to that because he just flicked his toothpick on the floor and casually told the trooper that the room is all his again. You mumbled an apology while Crosshair reached for another toothpick but luckily the clone seemed to be just as eager to get out of the situation as you so he just made an awkward face and disappeared in his barrack. 

“Well that was awkward,” you noted when you were walking on the corridors, in a safe distance from the room. 

“Only if you think it was,” Crosshair sent you an amused look and you thought about it. 

“I guess you’re right. I still think it was.”

He chuckled lightly and before he could have opened the door for you, it opened and Hunter walked out with Wrecker following him. 

“Why is there always someone in front of the doors today?” you wondered out loudly and received a confused look from your sergeant. 

“We are leaving, Tech signaled that his, I mean our ship is ready,” he decided to ignore your comment and just started walking toward the exit. 

“How was the armory?” Wrecker asked you genuinely and you suppressed a smile. 

"I was pleasantly surprised,” you sent a smirk to Crosshair. “It was even more than what I was expecting,”  you continued and looked back at him again. He had a triumphant and smug expression on his face. 

“I know right?” Wrecker continued. “It’s so fucking cool, next time I’m gonna show you the explosives and maybe give you a little representation,” he got all excited and you didn’t have the heart to tell him that you didn’t actually visit the armory. Hunter smirked knowingly but for once didn’t say anything. He exchanged a look with Crosshair that only the two of them could understand and sent him a crooked smile accompanied with a wink, making Crosshair roll his eyes with a smirk tugging at his lips. 

“That would be so nice of you Wrecker! But maybe let’s not blow the place up where you grew up, alright?”

“Oh, he wouldn’t blow it up, he knows what he’s doing,” Crosshair told you and Wrecker pushed out his chest at the compliment, “but I would be wary, he can talk endlessly about explosives that are basically the same,” he added with a smirk and Wrecker protested loudly. 

“Hey, you know they ARE all different! And it’s not like you don’t gush over your precious rifles every opportunity you can.”

“They really are all unique with their own enhancements,” Crosshair argued. 

“So are explosives!”

“He’s just playing with you, Wrecker,” Hunter weighed in. “He’s always doing this just to annoy you. Or us,” he made a face. 

“Oh,” Wrecker reacted and Crosshair sent him a playful smirk. “You’re a jerk.”

“Funny thing, I just told him this not long ago!” you said with a smile playing on your lips. 

“Really? He got it two times a day?” Hunter continued. “You aren’t yourself, Cross, it is usually way above ten by this time of the day,” he glanced at the time and shook his head, pretending to be disappointed. 

“I'll do better tomorrow," he answered with an amused face and you couldn't stop yourself from rolling your eyes. 

"That's the Cross we know," Hunter patted his back. 

You arrived back to Tech muttering to himself about how no one else can touch his ship. 

"Did they screw anything up Tech?" you asked him as you were all getting on the ship. 

"No, but you know the odds of that happening?" he asked vehemently. "I should always be notified when repairs are being done to the ship." 

"Don't worry, your baby's okay," Wrecker gently shoved him. 

"How long is this mission gonna be?" you asked, not wanting to let Crosshair go for even a day. Or just spend days without all of them, you got so used to them always being around that you felt some unease creep up on your spine when you thought about being apart while they were risking their lives. 

"Probably a few days," Hunter answered. "But if he will be this motivated to get back it might take less," he smirked at Crosshair who kept you close to his side. 

"All I know is that we are going to blow something up and that's enough for me," Wrecker grinned. 

"You deserve it, Wreck," you grinned back, knowing that it was already too long since he could blow something up. You thought about your meeting with Hardcase in the medical area and couldn't help but notice how well the two troopers would get on. "You know I treated a clone on Kamino, long story short he caused an explosion and fell down from the roof, I will have to bring the two of you together someday." 

"I wish I could have seen it," Wrecker laughed. "Who's the guy?" 

"It's Hardcase from the 501st," you answered. "He said that his growth chamber leaked and it made him hyperactive."

"That sounds like fun," Wrecker looked around the ship, probably for something to blow up. 

"Don't even think about it," Tech looked up from piloting and sent Wrecker a harsh look. "I have just got the ship back to its original state" 

"Man," Wrecker shook his head in disappointment. "I have to blow something up right now!" he was radiating energy and you thought how much he meant what he said. 

"You might need a cause for that, Wreck." 

"I have a cause, it's because I want to do it," he argued and you burst out laughing. Hard to argue with that. 

"Technically…," Tech started talking but Wrecker cut him off. 

"I don't wanna hear that, nothing good ever comes after that word. It do be funny when you say it though ." 

"Yeah, it was like the first word he ever said," Hunter said. "99 told us everything." 

"Actually it was a full sentence, don't undermine my so early developed skills." 

"Yeah Tech, we all know that you are a smart-ass." 

"I would once again ask you to refrain yourself from using that word to describe me." 

"Alright, then nerd." 

"Is that better?" Tech quickly glanced at you. "I'm unfamiliar with the latest changes in so-called slangs." 

"It's fine Tech," you restrained a smile. 

"Alright then."

"So Wreck, I see you're in dire need to do something, tell me a little about those explosives, what will you use at the end of the preferably short mission?" you asked Wrecker. Crosshair pulled you closer and interlaced his fingers around your waist. You needed a lot of self control not to lose your mind but Wrecker's happy face was worth paying attention to. 

"Sure thing, but first how much do you know about explosives?" 

"Not exactly much," you managed to answer but Crosshair's hands were very distracting. 

"Then I'll start from the beginning," Wrecker dived into the topic and showed that his knowledge was way more extensive than you would have ever imagined. You thought that he just blew stuff up for the sake of it but it turned out that he knew his way about them better than anyone. 

He told you everything about the difference in sizes and ingredients. 

"He actually came up with the idea of one of my custom bullets," Crosshair told you. Your conversation with Wrecker caught his attention too and he was listening to it carefully.

"It's a completely new approach and works very well," Tech added and you smiled proudly at Wrecker. 

"Maybe I shouldn't have, if I didn't give you those bullets I would have won a few more of our competition," Wrecker made a face and Crosshair sent him a smirk. 

"And I will continue using them against you," he said with a smug face. 

"You wish, this mission I will crush you," Wrecker answered with playful determination. 

"I don't think so," Crosshair raised an eyebrow. 

"I hope the both of you know that the beginning of our mission will consist of less shooting and more sneaking around for information, correct?" Tech asked and they both looked at him with a slightly disappointed face. 

"You'll get your chance to destroy clankers after we're done with the boring part," Hunter quickly calmed them. 

"Exiting hyperspace in ten seconds…," Tech warned you before you flew out of hyperspace and you saw the planet you were going to land on to drop you off. 

Crosshair held you a little tighter now that the time to say goodbye came closer. 

"If you don't all come back in the same condition, I will kill you," you said only half joking. 

"I'll take care of them," Hunter smiled at you reassuringly. "Just as I always do." 

Wrecker snorted loudly. "And what about the time you were hanging from that really tall tree and couldn't do anything because you dropped your knife? Who came to take care of you?" 

"You did," Hunter answered unwillingly. 

"And what was Tech doing while that?" 

"Being surrounded by clankers while trying to get the door open," Hunter continued in the same voice. "But they had it under control with Crosshair."

"Well…," Tech started to say but was cut off by Hunter. 

"Did you make it out alive or did you not?" 

"Barely."

"See," Hunter pointed at you. "Told you I always take good care of them."

"I mean if staying alive is considered that then you're doing just great," you gave him a thumbs up. 

"I know right," he grinned at you and you shook your head with a smile on your face. 

"I took care of that situation," Crosshair whispered into your ears and you believed him. 

"With me," Wrecker protested. 

"You might have helped."

"It was teamwork, right lil bro?" Wrecker patted Crosshair's back, making him roll his eyes but not saying a word against it. 

"As always," Wrecker finished and you sent him a smile. You were less stressed about the mission now and knew that they would take care of each other no matter what. 

“You better send me messages whenever you can,” you looked at each of them sternly. “Especially you,” you tightened your grip around Crosshair’s arms. 

“I will call you any chance I get,” he whispered into your eyes in a low and husky voice that weakened your knees, “I already miss your voice moaning my name,” he added in an ever quieter tone.

You gulped and he chuckled softly in your ear. The others turned back to each other and started discussing the mission. 

Crosshair’s hand wandered around your body and squeezed your waist, making all air escape from your lungs. Would you ever get enough of this man? You knew the answer was no.

“Why are you torturing me?” you asked and leaned a little closer to him. He put his large hand over your stomach and pulled your hips closer to his. Your breathing accelerated so noticeably that it made him smile against your shoulders, where he buried his face. 

“If this is how you react to torture, I’m unsure of your abilities,” he teased you lightly. 

“Why, you’d be able to hold up better?” you asked, your mind foggy with him being all around you and his smell surrounding you. Everything felt stronger now that you knew you would have to be apart for a few days. 

“I did,” he kept his tone light but the seriousness of the answer surprised you and you opened your eyes abruptly. 

“What?”

“Don’t worry about it, sunshine,” he buried his face back to your shoulder and you let his silver locks against your cheeks divert your attention. 

“You better come back to me,” you whispered, suddenly afraid of their upcoming mission again. 

“Haven’t I told you before? I always come back,” he answered and kissed your skin softly. Then again and again, leaving a trail of tender kisses across your neck and shoulder, making you melt into his arms. 

“Someone’s awfully clingy today,” Hunter turned away from the discussion he was having with Tech and Wrecker and looked at the two of you. He was wearing one of his crooked smiles but it was tinted with a hint of mockery. 

“Just making sure she doesn’t even think about anyone else why I’m away,” Crosshair answered and you frowned. 

“Like there is any doubt.”

“As I said I’m just playing safe,” he turned his attention back to you and kissed your neck again. You tried to keep your expression together now that Hunter was looking at you and you knew you didn’t succeed when his grin grew even bigger. 

“You won’t have to worry about anything like that,” Hunter reassured Crosshair with a wink. 

“If any of the regs give you a hard time…,” he started saying but you cut him off. 

“They won’t!”

“If they give you a hard time,” he continued like you hadn’t spoken, “call me and I’ll be back. Fuck the mission and anything else.”

“That won’t be necessary. If anything, they’ll give me a hard time with being too amusing and not letting me rest,” you brushed it off but realized what you said might not have been the best thing to say to him. 

“I changed my mind, you are coming with us,” he said with a dark expression and you shook your head. 

“Crosshair!” you warned him. “Stop this. I will be fine.”

“With regs surrounding you everywhere. And I won’t be there,” he was starting to get a little too worked up.

“Crosshair!” you warned him again and turned over to cup his face and stop him. “Stop!” you looked deeply in his eyes. “Stop it, you are being unreasonable.”

He scowled but didn’t look away from your eyes. 

“They are my friends. You are my man. And this is going to stay like this. Always.”

He seemed to think this through. “I still don’t like it,” he said eventually but with way less vehemence. 

“You don’t have to. Just accept it. Try it. For me?” you smiled sweetly and looked up at him from under your lashes. He lightly shook his head and raised his hand to hold your chin and lift your head to kiss you. 

At first he was gentle, his soft lips brushing against yours but then he deepened the kiss and got lost in you. His hands traveled down your back and one of them rested on your waist while the other stayed on your back to pull you even closer. You were still cupping his face and stroking his stubble as he kissed you desperately. 

You forgot about everything and everyone else, it was just Crosshair and you and you never wanted it to end. 

But then Tech cleared his throat to let you know that you landed and you broke away from each other, Crosshair a little too unwillingly. You didn’t even notice when you landed. 

“I’m afraid this is goodbye for now,” Tech said and glanced at you. You somehow managed to get out of Crosshair’s hands and walked over to Tech to pat his shoulder. 

“Take care Tech,” you smiled at him and he sent you a half-smile. 

“You too Medy,” he said and pulled a small but elegant silver blaster out from one of his packets and handed it to you without saying a word.. You reached for it, speechless. It fit perfectly into your hands and you knew it wasn't on purpose but you couldn’t not notice how its color was unmistakably close to Crosshair’s hair color. 

“I know you have a blaster but this one fits you better, it’s personalized for your hands,” Tech started talking. “It has yellow blaster bolts, which is the color mandalorians mostly use. It’s more powerful than both red or blue blasts,” he kept going on about it and you lifted the blaster to inspect it from closer, still stunned by its beauty and Tech’s gesture. It was a beautiful piece of weaponry, elegant but deadly. Exactly what you thrived to be. 

“Last time we were apart you got injured and we came back to find you severely exhausted,” Tech said. “I don’t want that to happen again.”

“Tech,” you placed the blaster down carefully and gave him a quick hug which surprised him and he didn’t know what to do. “Thank you so much,” you let the astonished trooper go. “It’s beautiful. I don’t know how to thank you for it.”

“You could start with not getting shot again,” he answered and you laughed 

“I’ll do just that.”

He nodded and glanced at Crosshair who came closer to inspect the blaster. He took it in his hands and looked at it carefully. He balanced it on one hand to check its weight and then handed it back to you without a word. 

He and Tech shared a look and Crosshair sent him a nod and a soft smile. Tech tilted his head and nodded back. Crosshair reached forward to pat his shoulder before taking a step back and looking at you again. 

“That’s a pretty blaster for the pretty lady,” Wrecker joked when he took a look at your new blaster too. “And Tech’s right, we better not find you as tired and done than the last time!” he grabbed your shoulders and shook you a little just to make sure his words got to you. 

“You are the ones going on the serious mission, why are you worried about me, who’s staying at the base?”

“‘Cause last time you managed to get into trouble,” Hunter told you with one brow raised. 

“Yeah, we handled that just well.”

“You got shot,” Crosshair said with a sour face. 

“Barely,” you waved and pointed at him. “You were the one who got seriously injured not long ago so you don’t really have a say in this.”

“That has nothing to do with this,” he stepped closer. “I’m used to getting injured but you are used to healing them.

“Well, I don’t seem to get used to healing your injuries  so you if you just stopped receiving them,” you glared back at him. 

“Alrighty,” Hunter decided to step between the two of you. “Let’s just not get carried away. We are dropping Medy off, she’ll be safe there. And if not, then she’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself. And we’ll be fine too,” he looked at you reassuringly. “We took care of each other even before you so don’t worry, it’s barely more than a standard mission for us. Piece of cake,” he said and you saw Tech wanting to say something and open his mouth but he seemed to think it through so he remained silent instead. 

“I’d want that piece of cake,” Wrecker wondered and you couldn’t help but smile at that. 

“We’ll get you one after the mission,” you told him and he nodded excitedly. 

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” Tech stood up from his seat, “but I believe it’s time for us to leave if we want to arrive at a time when security is lower around the base.”

It was time to say your goodbyes. They all accompanied you while you got off the ship. 

Hunter nodded at you encouragingly and patted your shoulder before getting on the ship again. Tech sent you a smile and then followed Hunter. Wrecker picked you up and gave you a bear-hug, making you laugh. He ruffled your hair after putting you down and then went after his brothers. It was just Crosshair left. 

He looked at you for several seconds without saying anything and then pulled you into his arms and kissed you again. His kiss was passionate and rough and he held you almost painfully tight but it was all you needed. After the kiss he rested his forehead against yours. 

“I’ll be back soon.”

“You better,” you smiled at him. “But until then…,” you smiled at him mischievously and gave him something that you had hidden in your pocket earlier.

His eyes widened and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips. Then he lifted his hand to his face and inhaled the smell of the little fabric that you gave him. Then he put your panties in one of his pockets and smiled back at you playfully then his expression darkened and he bit his lower lips.

“I will have fun with this while I’m away.”

Now your eyes widened. “On the mission? You wouldn’t dare,” you waved. 

“Yeah?” He smiled cockily. “Watch me,” he stole another quick kiss and started walking toward the ship. You stood there, frozen and just stared after your beautiful man. 

He glanced back at you over his shoulder. “Oh, you’ll be able to watch. I’ll call you,” he smirked and got on the ship, leaving you there, astonished and aching for him.

[zoeykallus]

Master List/Stuff I Wrote Part 6

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

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MAUL

Maul x Fem!Reader - Damsel In Distress

The Bad Batch

The Bad Batch/Rex/Wolffe/Gregor/Howzer x Reader HCs - Proud Family Moment

The Bad Batch/Cody x Reader HCs - The Flinch

The Bad Batch x Afab!Reader HCs - Struggling With PMDD

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Your Social Media

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Abandonment Issues

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Accidental Proposal

The Bad Batch x DominantFem!Reader HCs - Who's In Control?

The Bad Batch x Reader - Burnout

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Clumsy

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Enemies To Lovers

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - When I See You Dance With Another

The Dad Batch x Offspring!Reader HCs

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - A Restorative Hug

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Husband And Daddy?

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Sleepy Mix-Ups

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - The Sparring Partner

TBB x Gender-neutral Reader (Extended) HCs – Lost Something? Part 1 Of 5 Hunter

TBB x Gender-neutral Reader (Extended) HCs – Lost Something? Part 2/3/4/5

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Crocheted With Love

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - That Little Bite

HUNTER

Hunter x Jedi Fem! Reader One-shot - Perceptions And Senses

Hunter x Fem!Reader One-Shot - The Savior

Imperial Hunter x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Little Smuggler

Hunter x Fem!Reader - One-Shot - Love And Lotion

Hunter x Jedi/Reader - One-Shot - The Things We Do For Love

The Bad Batch/ Mayday/Rex x Fem!Reader Prompts – Confessions

Part 2/7 - Hunter

CROSSHAIR

Crosshair x Fem!Reader One-Shot - The Unexpected Gentleness

Crosshair x Fem!Reader One-shot (Smut)

Crosshair x Fem!Reader One-shot - Don't Let Go Of Me

The Bad Batch/ Mayday/Rex x Reader Prompts – Confessions

Part 3/7 - Crosshair

WRECKER

Dom!Wrecker x SubFem!Reader One-shot - My Naughty Little Girl

The Bad Batch/ Mayday/Rex x Reader Prompts – Confessions

Part 5/7 - Wrecker

TECH

Tech x Reader One-Shot - Loving Care

Tech x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Close And Real

Tech x Fem!Reader One-shot - AFTER THE FALL

Tech x Fem!Reader Smut One-Shot (Pollen Trope)

Tech x Fem!Reader One-shot - The Teacher

Tech x Fem!Reader – One-Shot – Distractions The Bad Batch/ Mayday/Rex x Reader Prompts – Confessions

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ECHO

Echo x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Without Words

The Bad Batch/ Mayday/Rex x Reader Prompts – Confessions

REX

Rex x F!Reader One-Shot - My Love

CLONES

Crosshair x Afab!Reader x Mayday One-Shot - Keeping You Warm On A Cold Night (NO CLONECEST)

Hound x GN!Reader – One-Shot – Grizzer On The Loose

Rex/Fives/Hardcase/Echo/Jesse/Heavy/Kix x FTM Trans Jedi!Reader HCs - Who You Really Are

Wolffe/Rex/Jesse x Reader HCs - How They Fall In Love With You

[wizardofrozz]

Pictures or It Didn't Happen

Commander Thorn x reader featuring Fives, Kix, Jesse, Vaugh, Hawk, Hardcase, and Original Clone Troopers Zero, Cayde, and Cupid

Summary: A game of Truth or Dare results in Fives regretting what he thought would be a funny dare.

Word Count: ~6.0k

Warnings: smut 18+, this is really just filth. established (kind of secret) relationship, unprotected piv sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), brief spanking, creampie. Let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: I finally finished this smut that I've been promising for way too long lmao I hope it was worth the wait 💀. I also want to thank you @a-single-tulip for letting me borrow her OC, Cupid ❤️

Sometimes you wondered why you subjected yourself to shit like this, especially when the 501st had just come off a successful campaign. 

The night had started out peaceful, but it never stayed that way when alcohol was involved. That’s how you found yourself crowded into one of 79’s booths with Fives, Jesse, Kix, Vaughn, and Hawk, playing a ridiculous yet intense game of Truth or Dare. Vaughn was the most recent target, spilling his most embarrassing encounter with a natborn, which happened to be when he lost his virginity. Jesse and Kix were still trying to breathe through crippling laughter five minutes later. 

“It’s not that funny,” Vaughn huffed, hiding behind his drink. You lightly patted his arm with a smile but he must’ve seen your barely contained amusement because he shot you a narrow-eyed glare. 

“Sorry,” you giggled, nudging Vaughn with your shoulder. It took a few more minutes before the laughter finally tapered off and Hawk offered to get the next round. You glanced across the table at where Fives was sitting, noting the pinched expression on his face. “What’s your problem?” 

“Hm?” Fives hummed, shifting his eyes from whatever he was staring at over your shoulder. “Oh, nothing.”

“Wanna try that again?” Fives rolled his eyes but jerked his chin over your head, prompting you to twist around, noting the few shock troopers standing near the bar. 

“The Guard’s here to ruin everyone’s fun,” Fives grumbled, taking a sip of his drink. 

“Oh, come on, they aren’t that bad,” you argued lightly, watching the three troopers talking to the bartender. None of them had removed their helmets but you picked up on a few idiosyncrasies the longer you watched the trio. 

“They’re stuck up,” Jesse cut in, elbowing Kix when his brother tried to steal the last of his drink. “Think they’re better than us when they just hang around on triple zero.”

“You’re being harsh,” you chided, turning back to the table of troopers. You had met and subsequently formed an easy friendship with Torrent Company when they accompanied you to Geonosis after the parasitic worm incident. Technically, you didn’t work for the GAR but the microbiology lab you did work for had negotiated a contract that allowed you to study the highly classified specimens troops came in contact with. It was pure luck that the 501st was one of the battalions tasked with escorting you and it had all been downhill from there. 

You adored the boys in blue but seeing that you spent a good portion of your time on Coruscant, you had a soft spot for the Corries too. 

“Didn’t realize our little lab rat liked ‘em so much,” Fives noted, arching a brow. You caught the hint of a smirk on his lips and you had a sinking feeling you weren’t going to like whatever mischievous thoughts were swirling around in his head.

“I do see them the most,” you responded, faintly rolling your eyes. Hawk chose that moment to slide back into the booth beside you, distributing drinks around the table and blessedly shifting the conversation away from the Guard. 

“Alright, Mouse, you’re up,” Vaughn cut in, swatting at Fives who was trying to steal his shot. “Truth or Dare.” You had kept it mostly tame, sticking to truth questions and the boys had let it slide but you knew that it wouldn’t last much longer and decided to just give in. 

“I guess it’s time for a dare,” you sighed, mindlessly swirling your fresh drink. The entire table lit up, the brothers leaning together to whisper ideas except for one. Fives was still staring you down across the table, his smile taking on a sharp edge that made you tense. Thankfully, you hadn’t tried to take a drink because the next time his mouth opened, you nearly choked on your own spit.

“I dare you to fuck Thorn.” The entire table went eerily silent, Kix, Jesse, Hawk, and Vaughn slowly sitting back in their seats as they gaped at their brother. You were too stunned to speak, blinking rapidly at the smug ARC trooper. “What? You seem to like them so much so why not? And don’t forget, pictures or it didn’t happen.”

“Dude,” Jesse whispered, glancing between you and Fives. You almost wanted to be irritated by it, knowing Fives was just being an ass for the sake of stirring shit but your devious side won out this time. 

“Fine,” you chirped, cutting off whatever Jesse was going to say next. Five pairs of eyes locked onto your face with varying degrees of surprise.

“Woah, Mouse, he’s not serious,” Kix rushed out, trying to backpedal for his brother.

“And why not? It’s not like he said Fox,” you countered, arching a brow. You could imagine the look on Fox’s face if that were the case and you barely contained the urge to start cackling. The table of troopers just stared at you, even Fives who you assumed had expected you to back down. “Hang tight, let’s see if the boys know where he is.” 

“Wait!” Hawk shouted, trying to grab you when you slid under the table. Ignoring the disgusting floor you hurried out of reach, throwing a smile over your shoulder as you approached the trio of Corries still lingering by the bar. One helmet turned slightly, catching your approach, and you were almost positive he was smiling based on the way he straightened.

“Hey, Zero,” you laughed, coming to a stop at his side.

“What’re you doing here?” he asked, glancing at his brothers who had turned at the sound of your voice.

“The 501st is planet-side so they invited me out for a drink,” you explained, glancing at the table of troopers blatantly staring. Cayde and Cupid shared a subtle look before Cayde sighed under his breath, returning to his conversation with the bartender. 

“What can we do for ya, Mouse?” Cupid asked, leaning an arm against the bar and you could picture the easy smile on his face.

“Where’s your commander?” Zero stiffened at the mention of their CO, quickly clearing his throat to cover his momentary slip.

“Everything okay?” Zero whispered, leaning down so you could hear him better. 

“I’m fine,” you laughed, refraining from patting his arm and giving yourself away. “Fives wanted to be cute and stir shit so I figured I’d play along.”

“Involving Fox?” Cupid wondered, tilting his head.

“No, Thorn,” you corrected, darting your eyes toward Torrent’s table. 

“You’re in luck,” Cayde spoke up, turning to face you. “Commander Thorn’s on patrol with us.” Cayde jerked his chin at something over your head and you twisted around just as 79’s doors slid closed, a familiar red-winged helmet scanning the immediate area. You bit back on a goofy grin when Thorn worked his way through the crowd with the ease of a commanding officer. Seeing him in his element, the strong, proud commander made your blood feel too hot, forcing you to stifle the urge to squeeze your thighs together. 

“Commander,” the three shinies synchronously greeted.

“Gentlemen,” Thorn responded before his helmet turned enough to catch sight of you. “Ma’am.”

“Nice to see you again, Commander,” you murmured, the hint of a smile playing on your lips. Thorn continued to study you for a moment before shifting his attention back to the three troopers standing around you. 

“Head out, boys, we’ll debrief outside before shift’s over,” Thorn huffed, jerking his head toward the door. The three troopers replied with another synchronous “yes sir”, pausing long enough to wave at you before making their way into Coruscant’s cool night. You glanced back up at Thorn, his words sinking in after a few seconds.

“I forgot you’re almost finished for the night,” you commented, smiling when his head tilted slightly.

“Lost track of time, huh?” he chuckled, shifting his weight so he was a hair closer to you. “How’re drinks with the bane of Rex’s existence going?” 

“Interesting,” you laughed, glancing at said trooper from the corner of your eye. All five of them were zeroed in on your conversation, looking more stunned than before and you nearly laughed. You looked up at Thorn again, a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips as you leaned closer, hooking a finger under his belt to keep him from backing away. His hands shot up, hovering in the air near your shoulders and you could only imagine the stunned look on his face. 

“What - what are you doing?” he whispered, his visor never leaving your face. The dare wasn’t necessarily a secret but you wanted to have a little fun before giving in and telling him, so you pressed yourself against his chest. The soft hitch in his breathing was only audible seeing that you were practically glued to his chest plate but it made your face feel warm nonetheless. 

“Do you have any idea how good you looked walking in here a minute ago?” you purred, tugging lightly on his belt. You were close enough to see his throat bob under the collar of his blacks, his arms dropping bit by bit until one hand hovered near your lower back. 

“Mm, why don’t you tell me?” Thorn rumbled, some of the rigidity finally leaving his posture. 

“How about I show you?” you countered, standing on your toes. Thorn didn’t move aside from the weight of his hand settling on your waist, squeezing once. His head was angled down slightly allowing you to lean forward and press a feather-light kiss to his helmet’s mockery of a mouth. A warm hand wrapped around the fingers hooked in his belt but he didn’t push them away, if anything, he pulled you closer, pressing the unforgiving curve of his codpiece into your leg. 

“What the hell’s gotten into you?” Thorn murmured, his grip on your waist tightening again. Although you were having fun winding him up, you figured you should let him in on the joke sooner rather than later. 

“Fives dared me to fuck you,” you stated with a small shrug. 

“I thought they didn’t know about us.” 

“They don’t,” you giggled, rolling your lips into your mouth. Thorn stared at you for a moment, completely silent before his shoulders started to shake the tiniest bit. 

“I think that’s cheating,” he teased, slowly rubbing your side. 

“Want me to try and follow through with Fives’ original idea of seducing Fox?” If it weren’t for his chest's faint rise and fall against yours, you would’ve thought he turned into stone before your eyes. Then his hand tightened again, grip harsher than the first time and it sent a thrill shooting up your spine. 

“Like you’d even try,” Thorn scoffed, yet his hold on you spoke to a glimmer of jealousy at the thought.

“I wouldn’t,” you hummed, absently playing with the edge of his kama. “So are you in or not?”

“The hell kind of question is that?” he huffed, a hint of amusement coloring his voice. 

“I do have to warn you, Fives told me there have to be pictures or it didn’t happen,” you confessed, expression softening. Thorn canted his head, studying you for a moment and you gasped as you felt his codpiece press harder into your leg. It could barely be considered a roll of his hips but it was a far more physical answer than you were expecting. 

“I think I can get on board with that,” he rumbled, his head inching closer to yours. The mere suggestion of documenting what you did behind closed doors had your pulse jumping, painfully aware of how wet you already were.

“Lead the way, handsome,” you breathed, barely containing your excitement. 

“I need to debrief the rest of the boys first, muffin,” Thorn laughed, finally peeling himself away from you, although he continued to hold on to the fingers that had been toying with his belt. “Once that’s done, you can have your way with me.”

“I supposed I can wait that long,” you sighed dramatically, not bothering to hide the almost giddy smile on your face. 

“Come on, troublemaker,” he chuckled, tugging you toward the door. A second before the door slid open you twisted around, eyes immediately finding the table of troopers who still looked just as dumbstruck as they did when you left. You lifted your free hand, wiggling your fingers in a smug little wave before Thorn pulled you out of sight. 

Thorn begrudgingly released your hand once you were outside, approaching the rest of his squad while you stood off to the side. Thorn nodded along to whatever Cupid was saying, watching the trooper absently tapping the spot over his heart and you couldn’t help but smile. However, the smile melted off your face when he tilted his head back as far as he could, arms extended in front of himself, clearly trying to stretch his shoulders, but that didn’t stop your eyes from dropping to the sliver of skin peeking out from under his helmet. 

That pose gave you a wicked idea. 

The shift from a composed, well-behaved boyfriend to whatever insatiable beast Thorn had become had your knees buckling. The second your apartment door shut, he was on you, helmet haphazardly tossed aside in favor of curling a hand around your throat and yanking you into a clumsy kiss. Your fingers instinctively curled around the edge of his chest plate, steadying yourself as he walked you down the hall to your bedroom. 

Your knees hit the edge of your mattress as Thorn’s tongue explored your mouth as if he hadn’t done it a million times before. The press of hard plastoid against your leg had you breaking the kiss, letting his lips trail across your cheek and down the side of your neck. Your fingers curled around the rounded edge of his shoulder bell, tugging lightly, making Thorn chuckle against your skin.

“Go on, you know how,” he urged playfully, his hand moving around to the back of your neck. You almost cursed him, knowing he wasn’t going to make this easy as you felt his teeth graze your thundering pulse. 

“Stop being a cheeky shit and help me,” you huffed, tossing his stupid shoulder bell aside. 

“So bossy,” Thorn teased, smirking against your throat before working his way back to your mouth. A soft sigh passed through your nose as he licked into your mouth, tasting like caf and something sweet he probably stole from Fox. 

Thorn unclipped his belt, his kama falling to the floor with a thud as you worked open the clips on his chest armor, never breaking the kiss. It was a dance you’d done more times than you could count but it somehow still made your heart race. Thorn caught his chest plate before it could hit your feet, breaking the kiss but not without nipping at your bottom lip. He tossed the piece of armor aside, bending over to work on his legs but you stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. Thorn looked up, a few dirty blonde curls falling in his eyes as he looked up at you. 

“Let me,” you urged, guiding him to stand straight again. He angled his head down, eyes glued to your face as you knelt at his feet, his hand clenching and unclenching at his side. You expertly worked off each piece of armor, barely having to look away from his face. With each piece that fell away his eyes grew darker, making your fingers tremble faintly with the weight of his stare. For all of Thorn’s lighthearted fun and goofy grins, he could still be intense, flaying you open with a single look. 

Thorn carefully stepped out of his boots, kicking them to the side as your fingers trailed up the inside of his thigh. The muscles twitched under his skin-tight bodysuit and you had the urge to sink your teeth into the taunt muscle. His codpiece was the last bit of plastoid to hit the floor, his cock twitched when you swayed close enough for him to feel your warm breath. You looked up the length of his body, batting your lashes a bit and you watched the way his chest moved with a shuddering breath. 

You shifted forward on your knees, lips ghosting over the head of his cock and you relished in his harsh exhale. A hand shot out to steady you on instinct as you climbed to your feet again, bringing a small smile to your face when you looked up at Thorn again. 

“Always a gentleman,” you commented, resting a hand over his racing heart. He offered you a lopsided grin, that despite the situation, made your heart swell. “Come lay down.” 

“What do you have planned?” he wondered, narrowing his eyes. You turned your back on him, already working to get out of your shirt.

“Why don’t you come find out?” you called over your shoulder. There was a soft huff of laughter before you heard the bed creak from his added weight and you glanced over your shoulder. You paused, watching the way muscles shifted under tawny skin as he struggled to yank his shirt over his head, nearly toppling over when he finally pulled it off. He blinked a few times, shaking his head, making his blonde curls look fluffy. 

“What?” he mumbled when he caught you staring. Thorn lounged back against the pillows, hands folded behind his head and somehow he managed to look adorable and mouth-watering at the same time. You let out an amused huff before tossing your shirt aside and quickly wiggling out of your pants, catching the way his eyes followed the fabric to the floor before lazily trailing up your body. 

“See something you like?” 

“I guess that’s my fault if you don’t know the answer to that,” Thorn laughed, offering you a hand as you approached the edge of the bed. His jaw flexed a few times as you climbed into his lap, his lips parting around a soft groan when you pressed down onto the outline of his cock. Thorn hooked a finger under the band of your bra, pulling you down for a kiss that had you unintentionally grinding against him. 

Normally, he kissed you like he was trying to memorize the feeling, tucking it away to revisit on one of his lonely nightshifts. Instead of his usual attentiveness, Thorn seemed distracted, something weighing on his mind. You were about to break the kiss and check on him when the support from your bra vanished. Thorn made a soft triumphant noise against your lips and you broke the kiss, forcing your sluggish brain to work. Your bra straps slid off your shoulders when you sat up, a slightly dumbfounded look on your face that only made Thorn’s smile grow wider. 

“Shithead,” you huffed, doing your best to hide a smile. Thorn winked, sliding his hands around to cup your breasts. A sigh fell from your lips as his thumbs brushed over your nipples and you leaned into his hands, bracing yourself against his shoulders and grinding down against him. As quickly as his hand was there, it was gone, making you whine in the back of your throat. You were about to complain when Thorn shifted under you, propping himself up on his elbows so his mouth ghosted over the space between your breasts. 

“You sound so pretty when you get needy,” Thorn hummed, his lips brushing against the swell of your breast. You met his heavy gaze, never breaking eye contact as he peppered kisses across your right breast and your breath hitched when his tongue slipped out. The first flick of his tongue made you gasp but you couldn’t look away from his dark eyes as he traced the shape of your nipple. You let yourself get lost in the sensation, your head lulling forward as your breathing grew heavier. 

Thorn blinked slowly, watching you through dark lashes as his lips closed around the hardened peak. A broken groan slipped past your lips, your hips unconsciously shifting forward, making his cock jump beneath you. Your hand followed the curve of his neck, your fingers threading through his hair so you could gently tilt his head back. 

“No more teasing,” you whispered, your lips brushing his, “we have a dare to fulfill.” Thorn brushed his nose against yours in a sickeningly sweet gesture despite your current position and you smiled. 

“We do,” Thorn murmured, pecking your lips. “How do you want me, muffin?” 

“Just like this,” you answered, finding his lips again. Thorn’s tongue slipped into your mouth, searching for yours as he fumbled to find the waistband of his blacks. You shifted forward onto your knees, your hands bumping his as you tried to help, earning a muffled laugh from Thorn. You leaned to the side in an attempt to give him more room and nearly toppled over, breaking the kiss with a laugh. 

“Having fun?” Thorn teased, grunting as he tried to shove his pants down. 

“More than you apparently,” you giggled, cupping his face. Thorn’s smile was blinding, the expression lighting up his entire face and your heart skipped a beat. 

“Not for long,” he mumbled, letting out a triumphant sound. You looked over your shoulder, catching a glimpse of his legs kicking as he pushed his pants off to the side. His hands landed on your hips, pulling you down onto his lap and you let out a choked gasp, clenching at the feeling of his length pressing against your folds. “What was that?”

“Oh, shut up,” you huffed, rolling your hips. Thorn’s jaw flexed, the grip on your hips tightening as he pulled you forward, dragging you along the length of his cock. “I’d say why not put your mouth to good use,” you teased, reaching up to trace the shape of his lower lip with your thumb, “but I’ve been thinking about cumming on your cock since you walked into 79s.”

Thorn groaned, his thumbs hooking under the band of your panties, yanking them down with a sudden desperation. It took a little careful maneuvering but Thorn was quickly tossing the thin fabric somewhere out of sight. Your nails dug into his shoulder as his fingers traced the dip of your hips, ghosting over your clit, but he didn’t linger, parting your folds as he held your gaze. The sigh that left your lips sounded almost relieved as Thorn pushed a finger into you, his lips parting as he watched your features contort with pleasure. Your head felt fuzzy, arousal buzzing under your skin as you unconsciously started grinding against his hand. 

“There you go,” Thorn cooed, meeting the movement of your hips with ease. He leaned closer, his lips brushing the corner of your mouth as he added another finger. “You look so good fucking yourself on my fingers.”

“Would - would look even better fucking myself on your cock,” you forced out, squeezing your eyes shut when he curled his fingers. Thorn hummed, kissing the corner of your mouth but he didn’t pull away, his slightly labored breathing puffing against your cheek.

“Then do it.” You moaned at the harsh edge of his voice, the barely restrained desire lacing his words and you couldn’t move fast enough. Thorn chuckled under his breath, the sound breaking around a groan when your fingers curled around his cock. You matched the pace of his thrusts, clenching your jaw when a third finger joined the others but it still wasn’t what you wanted. It was almost torturous to lift your hips, wanting more than his fingers but hating the sudden emptiness. 

Thorn flopped down onto the bed, his hands folded behind his head as he looked up at you with dark, half-lidded eyes and a sinful smirk. You suddenly wanted to wipe that look off his face, wanting him to look just as restless as you felt. Despite the smirk lingering on his face, you noted how the muscles near his jaw shifted as you lined yourself up, the head of his cock barely brushing against you. Whether it was the first or the thousandth time you’d done this, your lips still parted, a sharp inhale filling the room as you sank down. The sensation was somehow still dizzying, straddling the line between pleasure and pain, leaving you struggling to catch your breath even when you were fully seated in his lap again. 

You forced your eyes open when you realized they had clamped shut, taking in Thorn laid out underneath you. His hands had moved from behind his head to rest on the pillow, his chin tilted toward the ceiling, emphasizing the strong lines of his throat. The caress of your fingers over his stomach had Thorn opening his eyes, endless pupils zeroing in on your face and his fingers twitched. Your eyes slid to the nightstand beside your bed, your datapad innocently charging, and a devious little smile spread across your face.

“Hand me my datapad, please,” you murmured, tracing the faint V-line that disappeared underneath you. Thorn narrowed his eyes, a little puzzled by the request until it seemed to dawn on him and he huffed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he blindly reached for the device. 

“What kind of proof do you plan on sending?” he asked, returning his hand to its previous position. 

“Not too keen on Fives getting a peep show,” you teased, arching a brow at your boyfriend over the top of your datapad. The relief that flashed across his face forced you to bite back a smile, something that turned out to be useless when the alternative occurred to him. 

“You never planned on sending a picture of yourself, did you?” Thorn chuckled, although it sounded a bit strained. 

“Nope,” you replied, exaggerating the pop of the p. You lifted your eyes from the screen in front of you, licking your lips as your gaze raked over him, the soft light from the bedside lamp making his skin seem to glow. Thorn seemed to be waiting for your next move, his nostrils flaring as he fought to stay perfectly still, doing his best to ignore the fact that you were sitting on his cock. You held his gaze, bringing your hand down between your legs to gently circle your clit. A high-pitched grunt forced its way past your lips and you clenched involuntarily, giving you exactly what you wanted. 

Thorn’s tilted back again, his mouth dropping open with a harsh exhale and you quickly snapped the picture, tossing the datapad aside as soon as it pinged to let you know the message sent. Thorn grunted, his eyes popping open when you suddenly leaned forward, bracing both of your hands on his chest. One large hand covered yours, squeezing what fingers he could; a silent reassurance as well as an order to keep them there.

The first roll of your hips sent a chill down your spine, accompanied by a breathy moan that made Thorn’s grip on your hands tighten. It felt like you were going to come apart at the seams but there was a part of you that still wanted to stay like this, savoring the fullness of Thorn buried inside you. He, however, seemed to run out of patience. You hadn’t even noticed that his free hand had moved, too focused on the soft ripples of pleasure washing over you, that you immediately tensed when his hand met your ass with a crack. However, the shock didn’t last long and you whined, pressing back into his hand as he squeezed the faintly stinging area. 

“While you do look so pretty like this, cyar’ika, I wanna see you bounce on my cock,” Thorn rumbled, delivering another softer smack to your ass. And who were you to deny him? You pushed off his chest, sitting upright again, and immediately lifted your hips, letting your head fall back as you did as he asked. His hands found your hips and you immediately gripped one of his forearms, your other hand toying with your breast. Thorn absently traced the slope of your hips with his thumbs, the gentle touch drawing your attention and you lifted your head again to look down at his face. 

He was watching how he disappeared inside you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth and you clenched as he pulled down onto his cock again, groaning through clenched teeth. Your thighs ached, forcing you to slow your pace and Thorn’s eyes darted up to your face, his hands dropping away from your hips. Without the extra support, you slowly further, squeezing your eyes shut as you continued to grind against him. It happened so fast that you could barely get your arms out when a hand gripped your jaw, pulling you down. 

The kiss was rough, teeth knocking together as you tried to steady yourself, keep up with Thorn as he explored your mouth, and met the short thrusts of his hips. You broke the kiss with a whimper, panting against his bruised lips, shivering at the way his thumb followed the curve of your jaw. You started to press more of your weight onto Thorn and he smiled, but there was a devious undertone to it that made you skeptical. Then suddenly you were moving, a squeal falling from your lips as he rolled you onto your back. You blinked up at him, your mouth hanging open as you tried to reorient yourself but Thorn didn’t give you a chance, snapping his hips forward hard enough to punch the air from your lungs. 

Thorn leaned forward, slanting his mouth over yours as he set a slow, devastating that had your toes curling. He kissed the corner of your mouth, then your cheek before groaning through his teeth when your nails dug into his lower back, his thrusts growing faster. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, the pleasure spreading to every inch of your body as you started to tense beneath him. Thorn leaned away enough to see your face and you watched a bead of sweat roll down the side of his face. His eyes dropped to your mouth, the muscles in his jaw jumping before he opened his mouth, his tongue slipping out. The tip of his tongue the curve of your top lip, a teasing touch to coax you closer.

Without thinking you tilted your chin, closing your lips around his tongue and sucking gently. Thorn made a high-pitched sound in the back of his throat, his hips snapping forward with renewed purpose. You released his tongue only for him to surge forward again, kissing you again, his thrusts growing wilder. 

“Touch yourself,” Thorn panted against your lips, blindly reaching for one of your hands. It was overwhelming, every snap of his hips paired with the frantic circling of your fingers had you teetering dangerously on the edge of bliss, desperate for the inevitable fall. The pleasure finally reached a tipping point and you tensed, your mouth falling open with a silent cry as you came, hard. You were faintly aware of Thorn hiding his face against your neck, his hips twitched as he filled you with a muffled moan.  

Faint tremors continued to ripple through your body as you caught your breath, mindlessly rubbing circles between Thorn’s shoulder blades. His breathing had started to even out, the gentle, rhythmic puff of air raising goosebumps across your breast where his head was resting. Thorn exhaled slowly, turning his head to rest his chin on your sternum to look up at your face, a blissed-out look on his face. Your smile was groggy and a little lopsided but it seemed to make Thorn’s eyes twinkle, affection clear in the way he looked up at you.

“Hey,” you murmured, moving your hand to card through his messy curls.

“Hey, muffin,” he rumbled, leaning into your touch. He hummed quietly, the sound vibrating through his chest into yours and his eyes drifted shut again.

“Don’t fall asleep,” you warned, lightly tugging on his hair. “We need to get cleaned up.” Thorn opened one eye, his brow arching and he just looked at you for a moment before he blinked a few times. 

“You’re right.” The corner of his mouth twitched, making your eyes narrow as he shifted down your body. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Cleaning up after myself,” Thorn replied with a smirk, pressing a lingering kiss between your breasts. Your eyes drifted shut and you settled into the soft mattress as Thorn lavished you with affection until he paused at your hip. It took more effort than you expected to force your eyes open, blinking slowly and you caught the hint of mischief in Thorn’s eyes before he slid down between your legs.

“What are -” The end of your sentence was replaced with a harsh gasp, your thighs immediately closing around Thorn’s head as he licked up the cum dripping out of you. Your arms trembled as you propped yourself up, your mouth hanging open slightly when his eyes flickered up to meet yours. There was a smugness there but the new waves of pleasure spreading through your body distracted you. 

Your voice cracked when you cried out, his name coming out broken when he shoved his tongue into your sensitive pussy. You were quickly rushing toward a second orgasm and you had the feeling it wouldn’t be your last.

The quiet hum of scattered conversations filled the barracks, a sound Fives found comforting as he lounged back in his bunk. Hardcase’s laugh from somewhere above him brought a faint smile to his face and he turned his head, watching Jesse and Kix arguing over a game of sabacc. Fives sighed when the quiet ping of his datapad cut through the room and he flipped it up, his eyes locking onto the familiar notification. 

“Hey, assholes!” Fives yelled, scrambling to lean out of his bunk, searching for Vaugh and Hawk. He jumped when Hardcase’s head appeared from the top bunk, his face slowly turning red. 

“What’s up?” Hardcase asked. 

“Guess who just got a message from Mouse.” A wicked grin spread across Fives’ face as he waved his datapad in the general direction the rest of Torrent was sitting. There was a sudden flurry of movement, boots and socked feet thumping against the floor just barely covering up Kix’s distressed shout. Fives yelped when Jesse borderline dove into his bunk and he caught a glimpse of Vaughn and Hawk awkwardly catching Hardcase as he rolled off the top bunk. Somehow Fives ended up with four brothers piled on top of him. 

“Get your knee out of my ass, Hardcase,” Jesse grumbled, elbowing Fives in the ribs.

“Stop moving,” Fives wheezed, yanking his arm out from under Vaughn. It took a few more seconds of repositioning and harsh jabs before they found a somewhat comfortable position. He glanced over his shoulder, snorting to himself before finally clicking on the message. 

It took a few seconds for his brain to register what he was looking at but when it did, Fives threw his datapad. It knocked into the bunk Kix was sitting on, landing screen up. Fives didn’t even have to look at his brothers to know they were all wearing similar horrified looks. He waited for the same look to cross Kix’s face but instead, Kix threw his head back, laughing like a maniac. The four brothers crammed into the small space started to peel themselves away from Fives, staring at their medic with similar concerned looks. 

“What is wrong with you?” Fives asked, refusing to look at the picture again. It was more of Thorn than Fives ever wanted to see even if it was just his upper body. 

“Oh, stars,” Kix gasped between laughter, wrapping his arms around his stomach as he toppled forward onto the mattress. “Looks - looks like you got what you wanted, huh?”

“No. No, I did not, Kix,” Fives snapped which only made their medic laugh harder. Fives glared down at the now-dark datapad, ignoring Kix’s quiet wheezing, and vowing to get back at you somehow. 

But first, he was deleting that picture…and possibly burning his datapad.

Taglist: @clonemedickix @sinfulsalutations @starrylothcat @rain-on-kamino @wolffegirlsunite @blueink-bluesoul @multi-fan-dom-madness

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DJ's Reading Roundup - October/November 2024

All the fics I read and reblogged in the months of October and November!

Delicious Wrecker x fem!Reader in public smut by @aynavaano

Angsty Wolffe x Reader SFW ficlet by @returnofthepineapple

Squirm-inducing Fives x fem!Reader spice by @lonewolflupe

Demon!Jesse x Witch!Reader part 1 and part 2 by @moonlightwarriorqueen

Soft and adorable Hunter x OC suggestive spice by @clonethirstingisreal

Beautiful multichapter Fox x Reader by @enigmaticexplorer

Delicious and spicy selkie!Wrecker x Reader by @moonlightwarriorqueen

Suggestive and sweet Hardcase x Reader spice by @sunshinesdaydream

Hilarious, soft, and adorable Hardcase x Reader fluff with a hint of suggestive spice by @lonewolflupe

SPICY BREEDING SPICE with Kix x Reader by @merlincmgirl

Fluffy, adorable, and hilarious Alpha-17 x Reader suggestive spice by @moonlightwarriorqueen

Delightfully fluffy Gregor x Reader smut by @mae-lou-ron

Spicy and delicious Boromir x Reader thots by @wings-and-beskar

See my previous reading roundups here!

[vodika-vibes]

All Mine

Summary: Tup returns home after a long day of training with one thing on his mind, you.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Tup x F!Reader

Word Count: 2380

Warnings: Smut, this is pure filth everyone. Also, reader is a pole dancing instructor

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: This is spite smut. I said I was going to do it, and I did. So here it is.

“Hey, Tup!” Tup grimaces as Fives flings his arm over his shoulder, “We’re hitting up 79s now that the task master has freed us-”

“-just for that, Fives, I should make you run more laps,” Rex says as he walks past them, though it’s clear that he has no intention of following through on that threat.

Fives ignores Rex, “Anyway, wanna join us?”

“Who’s us?” Tup asks, as though he’s seriously considering it.

“Me and Echo,” Tup rolls his eyes, “Jesse, Kix, Hardcase. Oh, we got Dogma to agree-”

“You got Dogma to agree?”

“Boy needs to either get drunk or get laid.” Fives says dramatically, “And yes, he agreed. So, are you in?”

“Mm…pass.”

“What! Why?”

“I have plans.”

“Better plans than watching Dogma get totally plastered or watching him try to fumble through flirting with someone?” Fives asks, sounding aghast.

“Okay, rude. He wouldn’t fumble that badly. And also, yes.”

“Like what?” Fives demands.

“I’m going home. To my girl.”

Fives blinks at him, “You have a girl? You?”

“I think I’m insulted.” Tup mutters, “But yes, I do and she’s amazing, so I’m going home. To her.”

“Well, what does she do? What’s she like?” Fives asks.

Tup twists his lips, “She’s a dancer, and she’s amazing and that’s all you’re getting out of me.”

Fives releases him, “Fine. I don’t actually believe that she exists, but since I’m an amazing big brother, I’ll let you off the hook this time.”

“How magnanimous of you.” Tup lifts his bag higher on his shoulder, “Have fun getting drunk. Try not to get arrested. I’ll see you in a week.”

“Yeah, yeah. Later, Tup’ika!” Fives calls as he turns his attention on Dogma, who looks so very resigned. 

Tup almost feels bad.

Almost.

And not nearly almost enough to put his plans on hold. 

So he throws a wave over his shoulder, and then hurries out of the barracks before anyone else can stop him. 

His mind is already firmly locked on his cyare, and all of his plans for the evening.

Tup is lucky that his cyare lives close enough that he’s able to walk to her apartment. 

He walks through the familiar streets, until he reaches her dance studio, and he keys in his personal code to the door. Her studio is a special one, all of the windows have been coated so that the people outside can’t see the dancers inside.

Which is a good thing, since his perfect cyare teaches pole dancing.

Loud music thrums through the building as he pokes his head into the lesson room to see what’s going on. She’s mid-lesson still, clad in that dark blue and white leotard set that he loves so much. Her legs and feet are both bare, and she doesn’t seem to notice him. 

He watches her for a moment, leaning against the door frame, before one of the students notices him, “Ah! Hi Tup!” She shouts, “Are you joining us today?”

His cyare turns her head at the call of his name, and she favors him with a blinding smile, “Tup!” He drops his bag on the floor to catch her as she flings herself into his arms, “Welcome home!”

“Mm, this is a very nice welcome.” He drops a kiss to her lips, “But don’t let me interrupt your class, love.”

“You can join us. There’s an open pole,” She offers, very temptingly.

Tup laughs, “Maybe later this week. Rex put me through the wringer today.” He drops one more kiss to her lips, and sets her back on her feet, before he lowers his head to press his lips against her ear, “I’m going to shower, if you finish up in time, feel free to join me.”

“And if class doesn’t end in time?” She asks lightly.

“Then we’ll just have to shower again later.” He says with a wink.

She grins, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Tup kisses her one more time, and then grabs his bag back off the floor and heads towards the stairs that lead to the apartment above the studio. The music is much quieter up here, though that’s 100% because the entire building was soundproofed when she bought it. 

He tosses his bag next to the laundry and heads through the apartment to the fresher, intent on taking a very long, very hot shower. He doesn’t expect his cyare to join him anytime soon, though.

Pity.

Oh well, it just means that he’ll have to have his fun when she finishes with work. All this means is that he has time to plan.

Finally the lesson is over.

It’s been nearly an hour since Tup returned home, and you know that he’s already finished his shower.

You firmly, yet politely, usher your students out of the studio and lock the door behind your last student, before you turn the music off and look around the studio. You need to clean up before your next lesson.

But your next lesson is in several days, which means the mess will hold.

You hurry up the stairs and into your apartment, a broad grin crossing your face when you see Tup heading towards you. “Sorry that took so long,” You say brightly as you fling yourself into his arms.

He catches you effortlessly and lifts you to hook your legs around his waist, “No harm done. I figured you’d be a while.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and press your forehead against his, “I should probably shower. I’m covered in sweat and-” You’re cut off when his lips catch yours in a deep kiss.

“Don’t care. You’re just going to get even more sweaty.” Tup adjusts his grip on you and uses his free hand to remove the top part of your leotard, tossing it to the side to be dealt with later. “Mm, someday I’m going to convince you to let me take you down in your studio.” He mumbles against your lips.

Your face heats at the thought, though you’re not opposed to the idea. Instead of answering, though, you grind yourself against his erection, pulling a moan from his lips, “You’re already hard,” You note.

“I’ve been wanting to bury myself in you since I got here. That's why I turned down the dance lesson.” His lips move to your throat, and he quickly sucks a mark onto the tender skin there. 

You release a breathless laugh, before you press your hands through his hair, “Tup,” You coo his name.

“Hm?” He doesn’t pull himself away from your throat.

You comb your fingers through his curls, “Let’s go downstairs.” You offer.

Tup stops moving for a moment, before he pulls back and blinks at you, “Downstairs?”

“Into the studio.” You confirm, you wiggle against him and he groans again, though you're not sure if it’s because of the wiggling or because of the offer. Or maybe a mix of both.

Slowly he sets you to your feet, “Okay.” Tup says as he doesn’t take his eyes off of you, “Downstairs.”

You take a half step back from him and then giggle as he pulls you back against him, his hands moving to your hips, “Tup!”

His warm hands ease the bottom part of your leotard down your legs, and tosses them to the side, “Better to remove these here, I think.”

“I think you just want to stare at my ass,” You tease.

“Mm,” Tup’s hands slide across your ass and he squeezes roughly enough that you squeak, “You do have an amazing ass.” He agrees. And then he lightly pats your hip, “Alright, let’s go.”

“What about you?” You ask lightly.

Tup chuckles and kicks off his sleep pants, tossing them to the side as well. “There. Now we’re both naked.” He crowds into your personal space before you can get more than a glimpse of his cock, which was intentional, you’re sure. “Downstairs, cyare.”

You let him usher you down the stairs and into the studio.

It’s a lot cooler down here than in the apartment, and you can’t help but notice how Tup is eyeing the wall of mirrors with a small grin on his lips. You’re not sure what he’s thinking, but you are sure that he won’t leave you guessing for long.

And you’re right.

He presses into your personal space, his warm hands caressing your exposed skin, banishing the chill with ease. His lips find purchase on your shoulder, biting and sucking marks into your skin, pulling pleasure filled moans and gasps from your lips. 

“Listen to you,” Tup coos against your throat, “Singing for me already, and we haven’t even started yet.” His hands slide to your hips and he squeezes tightly, before he spins you around so you’re facing the mirrors.

There’s no hiding the pout on your face, “I can’t touch you like this, Tup.” You whine.

He chuckles in your ear, and you shiver at the sound. “Oh, kitten, you weren’t going to be touching me anyway.” His hands slide down your arms comfortingly, and guide your hands to the pole in front of you. He presses a kiss right under your ear, “Some day, beautiful, you’re going to give me a show. But I need you too much for that right now.”

He easily manipulates your body so that you’re bent at the waist, your hands wrapped firmly around the pole, and your legs spread for him. It’s a very exposed position, and you can’t help but squirm when you feel his hands massaging your ass and hips. 

“You look amazing like this,” Tup praises quietly, “All spread out and eager for me. And only me.” There’s something like smug satisfaction in his voice, though you don’t question it.

This is the only time he shows any possessive qualities, and you find it unbearably hot.

“Tup-” You whine his name when he goes longer without touching you than you would prefer.

“I’m here, cyare.” His hand slides up your spine, and then back down again, “I’m right here. Kriff, look at how wet you are.” One of his fingers teases your entrance, and you release a keening noise, as you try to rock back onto his fingers. “You’re so needy, cyare.”

“Please, Tup-”

Slowly he eases his finger inside you, and thrusts a couple of times, “Cyare, you don’t even need any prep,” Tup teases, “You’re already so aroused. Maybe I should have you like this more often.”

You whine as you rock back against his fingers, and that whine turns into a noise of displeasure as he pulls his finger out of you. “Tup-”

“Shh, I have you.” Tup settles himself behind you and rocks his cock against your slit, the head of his cock nudging your clit just enough that you whimper for him.

And then, finally, he thrusts into you with a low groan.

In spite of how needy he is, and he is needy, he moves slow. Taking his sweet time until he’s completely bottomed out inside you. He tightly grips your hip with one hand, while the other reaches up to wrap around your hands on the pole.

Tup remains still, raining feather light kisses against the back of your neck and shoulders, until you’re squirming against him. And then, and only then, does he pull out until only the head of his cock remains.

When he thrusts in this time, it’s a lot faster and harder than originally, and a pleasure filled moan falls from your lips as you rock back to meet his thrusts.

“There we go,” Tup gasps out, his grip tightening, “Kriff, you take me so good, cyare. Like your pretty pussy was made for my cock.” His hand leaves your hip to slide up your body and caress your breasts, “Like you were made for me.”

His name tumbles off your lips like a prayer, and he chuckles as he presses a kiss under your ear, “Beautiful. You’re perfect,” He praises, “I love you so much.” He nips your earlobe gently, and then sucks another mark high on your neck.

“Are you going to fall apart for me, cyar’ika?” He coos in your ear, “Are you going to cream all over my cock?”

“Yyes…please, Tup-” You’re not quite sure what you’re begging for, but he seems to know, as his free hand drags down your body and presses against your clit. Not roughly, but hard enough that you whimper and fall apart around his cock. Only able to stay on your feet by virtue of his arm wrapped tightly around you.

His thrusts become shallower as he fucks you through your orgasm, and it’s only when he’s sure that you’ve recovered enough, that he pulls out and flips you so that you’re facing him.

Your hair is sticking to your face, and you’re breathing hard, and Tup is looking at you like he’s never seen anyone so beautiful in his life.

“You did so good for me,” He praises, “Can you give me another one? Just one more?”

Your arms slide around his neck, and you nod mutely. “Can. Will.”

He chuckles, and lifts you so that your legs are around his waist against, his hard cock sliding deep within you, and brushing against the spot inside you that makes you see stars.

Tup presses your back against the pole and he guides your hands so that they’re clinging to the pole over your head, “There you go, just like that.” Tup whispers, “So good for me, cyare. Doing so good.”

You smile at him, it’s hard to focus with his buried so deep inside you, but you can focus enough. “Always good for Tup. Because I belong to Tup.”

He releases a shuddering groan and leans in, “Damn right you do.” Tup kisses you deeply, “And I belong to you.” He pulls away just long enough to check to make sure that you were comfortable, before he restarts the same rapid pace from earlier.

You’re definitely not going to be able to walk, or do anything, tomorrow. But you can’t bring yourself to care. Not when he looks at you like you’re the most important person in the galaxy.

It tracks…after all, he’s the most important person in the galaxy to you too.

[merlincmgirl]

Spanking - Hardcase x FReader - NSFW

Summary: You knew teasing him in front of his brothers at 79s was a bad idea. But damn was it worth the fun afterwards.

Characters: Hardcase

Pairing: Hardcase x F!Reader

Word Count: 8,493

Warnings: spanking, oral (male & female receiving), thigh riding, semi-public sex, secret exhibition, PinV sex, fluff and smut, they're both saps for each other.

Author's Note: I love writing for Hardcase, he's just so wonderful and sweet.

Walking into 79s, your eyes swept over the crowded room, the place was packed tonight. It seemed that there was a few different battalions in tonight besides the 501st. Gold and grey mixed with their blue brothers, and you knew that tonight would be a wild night with the 501st, 212th, and 104th in the club. The music was loud, you could feel the beat thrumming inside of you as you scanned the room for your particular trooper.

A loud whoop came from the side and you spun around. There. You should have known. The loudest table was certainly where Hardcase would be. Making your way through the throngs of life forms at the clone club, you noticed that the booth was crowded, a number of clones were already squeezed in, some standing around the edges. There wouldn’t be much room for you.

“Babe!” a loud, joyous voice called, and you looked up to see Hardcase had pushed himself to his feet, waving you over to the crowded booth.

Just seeing his face brought an equally joyous beam to your own face as you hurried over to him. It had been too long since you had last seen each other. Comms and hurried calls were the only things you could do to keep in touch with each other. All the worry you had been carrying around with you since he had left your apartment fled from your body. Even though you had got the call that Hardcase was back on planet and to meet him at 79s when you had finished work… there was just something about seeing him face to face that reassured you that he was here, he was alive and healthy.

Hardcase shoved a couple of his brothers out of the booth, one with a V shaped tattoo across his face and another with a 5 tattooed across his temple. From what you remembered Hardcase telling you, that was Dogma and Fives. They grumbled but didn’t seem particularly bothered by Hardcase’s rough housing. In fact, most of the troopers eyes suddenly fixed on you, interested to see who had caught Case’s attention.

As soon as you were in arms reach, he wrapped himself around you like a Mon Calamari squid. You were pressed to his chest, your arms twisting around him and holding on tight. He buried his head into your neck, and you could hear the hitch in his breath at finally being back in your arms. You could easily admit that your eyes were stinging too. Having Hardcase home was…. Was… there was no word for it. He was back, and everything was right with the galaxy again.

“Missed you, so much” he murmured, trailing his nose up and down your neck. He pressed a small kiss to the spot underneath your ear and you gripped him tighter. “I can’t believe that you’re here. I want you to come meet my brothers” he sighed, pulling away just enough to press a hard peck to your lips.

You groaned, wanting to deepen the kiss into a more fitting reunion but he pulled away.

“You smell great, by the way” he added, cupping your cheek in one of his large palms and resting your foreheads together.

“Thanks, wanted to look nice for you” you shrugged, as he took your hand and led you back over to the table that his squad had commandeered.

Hardcase seemed to catch up to what you were wearing, and you couldn’t help but preen at the wide eyes and the slight stumble in his step as he took you in.

“Wow, you look gorgeous babe!” Hardcase breathed, seeing you decked out in 501st blue. It showed a little leg, and it flashed under the lights of 79s. You felt so confident and good wearing it. Seeing his reaction, you knew that Hardcase liked you wearing it too.

“Thanks, I made sure it was the right tone of blue. Had to welcome my trooper home” you smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek. You could feel the heat from under your lips, and you chuckled at some of the jeers that got from his brothers from the table.

Hardcase ducked his head, a proud smile playing on his lips though as he guided you into the booth. He sat next to you, squashing you next to another trooper, this one with long hair tied up into a topknot.

“Ignore them! They’re all idiots when they get together” a woman smirked, leaning across the table to talk to you. She had a wicked gleam in her eyes, as though she knew what kind of reaction her words would cause.

There was a chorus of protest from the booth that you had slipped into.

“Lies and slander, vod’ika!” Fives gasped dramatically, clutching his chest and throwing an arm around a disgruntled Dogma.

“What has Rex been telling you about us?!” Jesse exclaimed, shaking his head.

“Enough!” she laughed, shaking her head at them.

“But we’re together all the time!” Dogma frowned, looking between his brothers and the newcomer.

“Exactly! Be good tonight! If you need any help wrangling this lot, me and Rex will be over there” she retorted, before turning back to you. She nodded to a table at the back. From your position, you could see it was a Commander's table. It had Captain Rex, Marshal Commander Cody and Commander Wolffe all talking and nursing drinks.

It clicked then who she must be. She must be Rex’s SO. “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind” you grinned. She gave you a salute and headed back to the Command Table.

“So, Hardcase, aren’t you going to introduce us to your girl?” a trooper smiled kindly, he was wearing his full armour, with a medic symbol attached to his pauldron.

“Right, right. Vode, I want you to meet my cyare” he announced, introducing you to his brothers. “Babe, this is Fives, Dogma, Tup, Kix, Jesse and that woman was Rex’s girl as well” he introduced, pointing out his different brothers. They gave you welcoming smiles and warm greetings. “Oh and that’s Appo and Vaughn as well” Hardcase added as more troopers came back to the booth.

It was getting pretty crowded in the booth, and Hardcase wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you to sit in his lap. You sighed in relief, glad of the extra room and breathing space between the troopers. Most of them still had some form of armour on, making it even harder to carve out room. You only just noticed that Hardcase wasn’t wearing the top of his armour. He only had his cuisse and greaves on, everywhere else, he was just in his blacks. It made it remarkably easy for you to lean back into him and soak up his warmth.

Hardcase wrapped a hand around you, laying it on your stomach as he rested his chin on your shoulders. There was calls for more drinks and some of the troopers left to go get the table’s order.

“So, vod’ika,” Jesse grinned, leaving past Kix and Tup to see you and Hardcase. He wore a mischievous look on his face and you just knew whatever he was about to say would embarrass Hardcase. “How did you meet our baby brother?” he inquired.

A huff of irritation was let out behind you and you couldn’t help but grin. Really, Hardcase should have expected the teasing as soon as he suggested introducing you to his brothers.

“I’m older than Dogma and Tup!” Hardcase protested, but you shushed him, placing a finger on his lips and grinning widely at the hyperactive clone. You trailed your finger down the blue ink on his chin before turning back to Jesse and the others who were eagerly awaiting your story.

“Well how else would I meet such a handsome and brave trooper?” you started the story, glancing back to send Hardcase a flirty look. He ducked his head, nuzzling into your neck as he let you tell the story. “He stopped some thug robbing my bag down a few levels. I was a little shaken up, and Hardcase noticed and I took him out for a cup of caf to say thanks. Then afterwards, we kept running into each other, so we went on a date and the rest as they say, is history” you told them, feeling Hardcase chuckle in remembrance.

“Aww, our baby brother. Knight in shiny armour… well blue armour” Fives teased, holding a hand over his heart.

“Shut up Fives!” Hardcase grumbled, scowling at the ARC trooper.

“Did he sweep you off your feet?” Tup grinned, enjoying the way his brother was going redder and redder in the face.

“We taught him everything he knows” Jesse agreed, reaching to ruffle Hardcase’s head. Your trooper quickly batted his hands away as Kix pushed Jesse back into his seat.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough! Don’t embarrass him in front of his girl” Kix chuckled, trying to calm his brothers down.

“Thank you” Hardcase groaned, and you could hear the pout in his voice already. He pulled you up over his lap, your legs thrown across his own legs. “You guys are the worse” he grumbled.

“Could be worse, could be telling vod’ika how you nearly made an explosive out of the leftover droid parts” Dogma reminded, raising an eyebrow at Hardcase.

You couldn’t believe your ears, you knew Hardcase was clever, that he was a heavy gunner and could think on the spot quicker than you could even process an event. But to make an explosive out of droid parts was amazing.

Turning to look at him, you cupped his cheek, bringing his gaze to yours. “You made a bomb out of droids? Babe that’s amazing! You should have said something” you breathed, pride shining through for Hardcase.

“You should have seen it babe, took out a whole battalion! It was so big, General Kenobi saw it from the other side of the battlefield” Hardcase explained, eager to talk about his achievements.

“So proud of you baby!” you beamed, leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips.

Hardcase moaned, eagerly opening his mouth up to your exploring tongue, glad to be able to hold you and kiss you now after a gruelling campaign. He slid a hand up your back, gripping the nape of your neck and holding you to him. You didn’t mind, teasing him and flicking your tongue against his.

“God! I feel sick” Kix grimaced, shaking his head before sharing out the glasses that Appo and Vaughn had brought back.

“There’s two of them now” Dogma sighed, taking his drink and looking out over the dance floor.

Fives clapped him on the back, swigging back the beer before letting out a loud chuckle. “I’ll see you back at the barracks” Fives murmured, sending a flirtatious smile to a Twi’lek who was smiling at him for the dance floor. The Twi’lek flashed him a smirk before heading further into the throngs of bodies.

“I’ve got a surprise for you” you breathed, wrapping your arm around Hardcase’s neck to secure yourself on his lap.

“Oh really, what is it?” he grinned, squeezing your waist and holding you closer to him. He loved having you in his arms, it just felt so right to have you as close as possible to him.

“You’re going to have to find out for yourself, trooper” you smirked, dragging his hand down your hip and to the hem of your dress. You sent him a teasing look as you turned around to speak to one of his brothers who called for your attention.

“So, how are you enjoying 79’s?” Tup asked, turning to start a conversation with you during a lull of silence that came over the table.

“Oh, this is my first time here” you admitted, spreading your legs wider so Hardcase could slip his hand underneath the hem of your dress. You hoped that the table cover and the darkness would be able to hide Case’s wondering hands. “It seems like a lot of fun here though” you shrugged, flashing Tup an easy grin, just as Case’s warm, calloused palms pressed between your legs, realising what was going on.

“What? You’ve never been here before? Hardcase! Why haven’t you brought your girlfriend here yet?” Jesse cried, looking at Hardcase in surprise at your answer.

“Why would I? With you lot hanging around, she’d have run for the hills” Hardcase retorted, just as his fingers reached the apex of your thighs. He took a small gasp in, eyes flickering to yours to confirm that he had found what he thought he had. Or not found, in this case.

“Case was really nervous and excited about me meeting you tonight” you smiled, squeezing your trooper’s shoulders and rocking your hips slightly into his crotch. Hardcase let out a stifled moan and the hand on your hip squeezed you tightly to keep you still.

“Aww Hardcase, you didn’t have to be nervous! We’re happy for you” Kix assured, clapping his brother on the back and sending his fingers jolting closer to your core.

Biting your lip to keep in any noises, you settled on Hardcase’s lap, rocking back and forth subtly. Having him underneath you, the feel of his bulge twitching beneath you as he let out a little gasp when you rolled your hips down against his – it made you feel so alive, wondering how far you could keep this going.

“Cyar’ika” he groaned, as you turned around to watch a holoball game on one of the screens.

“Yes, baby?” you replied sweetly, sending him an innocent look with big wide eyes and a soft smile.

Hardcase gritted his teeth, fingers tapping an errant pattern on your inner thigh. “Stop it” he warned, trying to hold you still against him.

Leaning forward, you nuzzled into Hardcase’s neck, giving the pretence of whispering sweet nothings to him. Instead, you wanted to rile him up even more. “You really want me to stop?” you breathed, your warm breath caressing over his ear and making him shudder. “I don’t think you do, I can feel just how hard you are for me” you continued, rolling against the bulge beneath you. Hardcase let out a small hiss as he tried to resist bucking up into you. “I think you like how I’m practically humping you in front of your brothers. Showing them I’m yours” you teased, groaning softly as his fingers crept up to your core.

“Baby, I swear-” he started to say but was cut off when Dogma turned to you, a question on his tongue.

“So what is it that you do?” Dogma wondered, sipping on his beer as he looked at you expectantly.

Grinning, you couldn’t help but launch into your favourite topic. “I actually run a bakery not too far from the GAR base. I make everything myself, pastries, cakes, cookies bread, the lot. I think that’s how I won Case over, he’s got such a sweet tooth. And he’s willing to be my test subjects whenever I make new things for my shop” you explained, grinding down against the trooper beneath you.

Hardcase wasn’t one to sit idle, his fingers began circling your clit, the touch teasing and light. It had you flushing and your breath hitched but you continued talking to Dogma. Hardcase wouldn’t throw off your little game that easily.

“Were you the one that made those Tooka cakes, with the blue and white icing?” Dogma asked, eyebrows rising in surprise.

“Yeah, how do you know about that?” you smiled, surprised at how he would know about your new cake. Hardcase had been the one you went to for advice on the colours and stuff. You wanted it to look just like the 501st blue.

“I may have shared some with my brothers” Hardcase admitted, chuckling at your look of shock. “What? I have some self control! I didn’t eat them all” he joked, kissing your heated cheek.

“Oh yeah, they were amazing!” Tup nodded in agreement, hearing the tail-end of the conversation.

“Thank you, you should-you should visit when you’re on, uh shore leave” you suggested, voice breaking as Hardcase’s fingers slid down to your entrance. He collected all your slick, rubbing around your entrance but never pushing inside of you.

Hardcase widened his legs so that he would have more room to press and tease his fingers against your bare pussy. He let out an amused huff at your stuttering but continued to tease you some more. Already he could feel you rocking into his fingers, trying to get them to move.

“We’d love that! Clones have a high metabolism, it’s why we all have a sweet tooth” Kix beamed, excited at the thought of there being another shop that would sell to clones without them getting harrassed or kicked out.

“Hey move over!” another clone ordered, shoving their way – and their brothers – into the end of the booth.

There was groaning and complaints from the troopers as everyone shuffled over.

Hardcase took the chance presented before him and sent you a wicked smirk. You didn’t have time to wonder what he was about to do when he slipped a finger inside of you and bucked his hips up against you to shuffle over. He kept a tight grip of you, keeping you pressed against him as he moved over for the newcomer.

You were thankful for the clones complaints as you let out a startled moan, clenching around the finger that Hardcase had pushed inside of you.

“Kriff! Case!” you gasped, tucking your head into his neck and trying to gather yourself before anyone found out what you were doing.

“Shh, babe, it’s not nice to be teased, is it?” he murmured, crooking the finger inside of you, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. It was the total opposite of what he was doing beneath your dress. His fingers sliding out and curling inside of you, and you couldn’t help but rock against him even more.

The sounds of the music and the 501st laughter and teasing was disappearing form around you, you didn’t care about any of it, just as long as Case kept touching you. His other hand came to rest on your lower back, a claiming gesture that wasn’t lost on you. Even if his finger wasn’t buried deep inside of you, his brothers would know that you were his girl.

Deciding to equal the playing field, your arm slipped from Case’s shoulders and slid down his chest. You didn’t stop until your hand rested on his bulge lightly.

“Don’t” he warned, excited eyes coming to meet yours. The feel of two fingers circling your hole caused you to bite your lip. He was enjoying playing this game just as much as you.

“Why not?” you retorted, tongue coming out to flick at your bottom lip.

Hardcase’s eyes zeroed in on the movement, and a dark hunger passed over his face as he thought about just what that tongue could do. “Because you’re being a brat and I’d have to spank you” he threatened, nose dragging up your neck before taking your lobe in his mouth and suckling gently.

Fuck! He knew just how that move made you feel. You could already feel the slide of your juices against his fingers. If that was how he wanted to play, then so be it. Determination seized you, and you ran your hand over his hard cock and squeezed him through his blacks.

“Shit!” Hardcase cursed, rocking up into your hand as you slowly pressed up and down his trapped length. Unable to help it, a sudden burst of energy had him bouncing his leg and pressing two fingers into your fluttering hole.

With every bounce of his leg, he was pressing deeper inside of you, and your hand rubbed against him. It was setting both of you on fire, pleasure curling in the pits of your stomachs as you tried to school your face into a neutral expression. All you wanted to do was moan, to gasp against Hardcase’s mouth as he kissed you.

“We need to go” Hardcase declared, sliding his fingers out of your soaked entrance and gripping your thigh tightly.

“Yeah, fuck we do” you nodded in agreement before you felt Hardcase wipe his slicked fingers on your inner thigh before shoving at Dogma.

“We’re heading out, don’t wait up for me” Hardcase announced, keeping a steady grip on your thigh as Dogma nearly fell out of the booth because of his brother’s urgent shoving.

“Alright, alright! Wait a second!” Dogma complained, making room for both you and Hardcase to get out.

As you stood, Hardcase kept a tight grip on your inner thigh before pulling himself up off of the booth’s bench. You couldn’t help but tense your thigh under his warm hold, feeling an answering squeeze in return.

“Have fun kids” Jesse called, winking at the pair of you.

“Use protection!” Kix added, as Hardcase waved them off and took your hand.

“It was nice meeting you all!” you remembered to tell them before Hardcase was leading you through the throngs of people dancing and having fun. You giggled, pressing yourself tight against Hardcase’s arm, taking in the warmth of his body.

When you finally managed to get out of the club, the cool air hit you but it did little to dampen down the heat of arousal that was burning through you. “Can’t wait until I can get you home” you breathed, leaning up to press a kiss just at the corner of his mouth.

Case groaned, tugging you closer to him and sealing his mouth over yours, kissing you properly just like he wanted to do the first moment he saw you. He kept you against him, hand tangling into your hair as he swallowed your moans.

Loud whistles and cheers finally pulled you apart, and you couldn’t help but blush at the troopers that was surrounding you. Maybe you should hurry up and take this back to your place.

Hardcase gave a loud chuckle before he wrapped an around around your shoulders, pulling you to him and sheltering you from the looks of his fellow troopers. “Come on, let’s go home” he muttered, hailing a taxi that was passing.

As soon as you were in the back of the taxi and on the way, Hardcase pressed himself against your side, fingers coming to play with the strands of your hair as he knocked your knees together. He always loved to be touching you in some way of another. Whenever you were with him, he always was brushing a hand over your back, playfully tickling you when you were unaware, kissing your cheek every time he walked past you. He was intoxicating, every part of him so intimate and romantic towards you that it left you feeling dizzy.

“Stars, you’re so pretty” Hardcase murmured, entwining your fingers together on your lap.

“I think you might be a little bias, baby” you giggled, leaning further into his heat.

“Damn right I am! And proud of it! You’re the best thing in my life right now, and if you don’t understand that, then I’m not telling you enough” Hardcase insisted, leaning forward to kiss you. Because you were giggling, it set Hardcase off as well, so the kiss was a mixture of snorts and teeth clashing against each other with each laugh.

“Well Mr Z-6, it’s lucky I love you just as much, isn’t it?” you grinned, squeezing his hand and pressing a kiss to his nose.

“So lucky” he drawled, tugging on your hair. The pair of you burst into giggles, loud enough to hear an annoyed huff coming from your taxi driver.

Thankfully, the trip was rather short and you quickly paid the driver who sped off. They obviously couldn’t wait to get rid of you. Oh well, it was their loss. And definitely your gain, as Hardcase grabbed your hand and dragged you into the apartment block.

You barely made it to your front door before Hardcase was pinning you to the wall next to it. His mouth was on yours, eager to feel you against him once more. Biting back a loud moan as he slotted his thigh between your legs, pressing upwards to brush against your soaked core.

Rocking yourself down onto his thigh, you gasped into his mouth, letting your hands trail up his strong, muscular back. Hardcase latched back onto your mouth, not wanting to be so far away from you, even if it meant just allowing you a moment to breathe. Sliding your hands over his head, you moaned as the rough fabrics of his blacks rubbed against your clit.

“Fuck, is this what you wanted sweetheart? Feeling me against your bare pussy. You’re soaking my blacks, baby” he groaned, mouth running away from him as he gripped your hips, guiding you against his thigh.

Letting out a loud cry at the way the friction felt so right against you, you scratched your nails down his chest, even though you knew the action would be blunted because of the material that clung to his broad chest. You grinned at the way he groaned, pressing open mouthed kisses along your neck. Tilting your head to the side, you gave him more space to spread his delicious lips over you.

“Feel so good, Case! Knew that -Oh!- that my plan would work” you gasped, as his teeth grazed the sensitive spot on your neck.

“Yeah? Planned this all out, did you?” he grinned, pressing his thigh harder against you.

“Fuck!” you hissed, eyes squeezing shut as you tugged him closer to you. “Course I did, I don’t – hmm – I don’t just lose my underwear for anyone” you teased, finding the hem of his shirt and brushing your hands along the coiled, tense muscles of his abdomen. You could feel their defined lines underneath your fingers, and you traced the blue lines that would be inked along them if you could see him.

“Hmm, I’m glad. So clever baby, planning all this” he praised, kissing up to your lips once more. He nipped at your bottom lip, making you gasp, and he wasted no time in slipping his tongue inside of your mouth, pressing you further into the wall. He continued to rock you on his thigh, bringing you closer and closer to a release that you knew would be the first of many.

“Kriffing hells, baby! You’re so thick, could ride your legs for days. But I’d prefer to be riding this instead” you smirked, reaching down to cup his stiff cock in his blacks. You couldn’t help but feel proud as Hardcase gasped into your mouth, hips bucking into your hand. You could feel him twitching underneath your hand.

Hardcase let out a loud groan, devouring your mouth once more, and seeming determined to get you off just riding his thigh; as you rubbed and pumped him as best as you could with your hand trapped between you.

A loud cough sounded in the hallway, and you gasped as your eyes flew open to see your neighbour across the hall from you standing in her doorway. She was a grumpy old Rodian that hated anyone making any noise or disturbing her retirement. And she was staring furiously at you and Hardcase going at it outside of your door. Oops, this was going to be awkward tomorrow!

“Oops, sorry Mrs Olari He’s just… checking my pipes” you excused, bursting into a fit of giggles. Hardcase couldn’t contain his own, hiding his face into your neck as he punched in your door code. Your nosy neighbour gave a miserable huff and stormed back into her apartment. You meanwhile nearly fell through the door as Case finally got it open.

“Pipes?” Hardcase snorted, fingers already reaching for the zip at the side.

“I didn’t know what to say!” you shrugged, already tugging on the top of his blacks and pulling them over his head.

“Pipes, though? Come on baby!” he rolled his eyes, a playful grin plastered on his face.

“Well, I’ve got a few pipes that need your attention” you leered, sending him an exaggerated wink.

Hardcase laughed, tugging you into him and shaking his head at you. “That was terrible, truly, cyare!” he complained, pushing your dress off your shoulders and letting it pool to the floor. The words flew out of his mouth as he stared at you, unable to stop himself taking in your glorious naked body.

“No bra?” he breathed, fingers coming to skim around the curve of your breast.

“They’re very restricting” you shrugged, mischief burning in your eyes.

“Yeah, I bet” he murmured, running a thumb over your nipple and causing it to pebble under his touch.

“Time to get those off, trooper” you hummed, glancing down to the armour on his shins and boots.

“Yes ma’am!” he saluted, quickly kicking off his booths and pulling off the little armour remaining on him.

As soon as he was free, you quickly pushed him back against your door. Admiring his beautiful body, you traced the lines on his face all the way down from his chin, down his neck and further across his chest. The blue geometric lines continued around his nipples before sliding further down his body, along his abdomen and running parallel to his happy trail before dipping beneath his blacks. You knew just from experience where those lines ended.

Dropping to your knees in front of him, you helped undo his blacks and pulled them down off his hips. Hardcase let out a curse as he began to fidget against the door. You paid him no mind, instead focusing on the way his cock bobbed out of his blacks. His cock was so pretty, a nice dusty pink at the tip and a wonderful thick bronzed shaft that finished in a nice patch of neat curls at the bottom. The tip of his cock was leaking pre-cum already after all your teasing, dripping down the rest of his shaft now you had freed him.

Unable to resist, you licked up his arousal, curling your tongue around the head to get as much of it as you could.

“Fuck, baby!” Hardcase moaned, hips stuttering forward as his hand landed on your head. He didn’t pull or tug you forward, instead letting you set the pace.

You carefully took him into your mouth, fluttering your eyes upward so you could meet his gaze. His eyes were heavy as he looked down at you, mouth hanging open slightly as he watched you take his cock into your mouth. Thankfully he wasn’t too long in length, but he was thick and your lips stretched around him. Keeping eye contact with him, you ran your tongue under his length, finding the thick vein that was throbbing.

“Oh! Mesh’la, you’re gonna make me cum just looking at you. So pretty, you’re taking me so well” he gasped, running his fingers through the strands of your hair. He hissed as you pulled your head up, making sure to keep that pressure around him.

Flicking your tongue over the tip, you sent him a flirty look before bobbing back down on his cock, starting a quick pace that you knew he enjoyed. Gripping his thighs to keep yourself steady, you bobbed your head up and down on him, taking him as far as you could go.

Hardcase couldn’t help but whine at the way you were swallowing his length. He couldn’t help as his hips bucked into your face, and you gagged slightly at the way he pressed against the back of your throat before you were ready for it. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, are you okay?” he breathed, pulling you away from him with the grip in your hair.

“I’m good, don’t worry about it. You can fuck my face, you know I don’t mind” you assured, running your hands up and down his thighs soothingly.

“Don’t want to hurt you baby” he mumbled, as you took him back into your mouth. Slowly his hips began to rock into the glorious wet, suction of your mouth. He let himself go when you started to cup his balls, rolling them in your palms and gently squeezing them.

His thrusts became a bit hectic and uneven then as he felt the way you were pushing him closer and closer to the edge. The way your mouth felt around him, all tight and wet and hot, it was making him lose his mind as well as his pace. When you hummed around him, that was it, he tugged at your hair in warning, but all you did was bury yourself deeper on his cock. He came with a shout of your name as he shot his load down your throat, his release slamming into him and making him sag against the door.

When you pulled off him, you sent him a flirty, satisfied look and licked your lips, a bit of his cum pooling at the corner of your mouth. You caught it on your tongue and moaned enticingly as you swallowed it down.

“Oh fuck baby, you’re trying to kill me” Hardcase groaned, staring at you with an awed expression. How did he get so lucky to get such a brilliant partner? He swiftly kicked his blacks off and stood before you in amazement and wonder.

“Not yet, soldier” you winked, accepting his hand to help pull you up from the floor. You kissed him softly, letting him taste the way he tasted along your tongue. As he pulled away, you caught the mischievous look that flashed in his eyes. Before you could say anything to warn him off, Hardcase quickly scooped you up, throwing you over his shoulders.

“CASE!” you squealed, clinging on tight to his back as he carried you through your home.

“Oh, I’m not finished with you yet, babe! You’ve done nothing but tease me all night” he chuckled, shifting you slightly so you gasped and grabbed onto him tighter.

You had no real fear that he would drop you. Hardcase was strong, just like all of his clone brothers, but he was stronger after carrying his Z-6 into battle. His arms bulged with muscle and you always felt safe in them.

“I carried on through” you protested, reaching down to give the globes of his ass a nice squeeze.

“I haven’t yet” he retorted, chuckling at your cheeky move. He knew you loved his ass.

As you came into the bedroom you both shared, he flung you onto the bed, careful to support your head on the way down.

Giggling, you bounced and stared up at him, mirth and lust in equal measure in your eyes.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful babe. I’m never going to forget this” he whispered, shaking his head and leaning forward to give you a quick kiss.

“Case” you breathed, cheeks flushing at his words. He loved you so much, and was always so open in sharing that with you or just about anyone who was around.

“Come on babe, I have to keep up my end of the teasing” he grinned, grabbing your ankles and flipping you onto your stomach.

The breath whooshed out of your lungs at the move, and you couldn’t help but clench around nothing at how strong and powerful he could be. He had moved you without even breaking a sweat, like you weighed nothing to him. Maker, if it didn’t turn you on a little. Or a lot.

Writhing and shifting your closed legs, you felt Hardcase crawl on the bed behind you. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you into a kneeling position before him. You got your hands underneath you to support yourself as his hands ran up and down your sides and spine.

“You wear blue so well, cyar’ika, but I want to see these red” Hardcase groaned, running his hands over your cheeks and giving them a squeeze. You moaned, pushing back into his hands and nodding your agreement. “Kriff, you’re amazing!” Hardcase beamed, leaning forward to press a kiss to each of your globes before pulling away.

You wiggled your hips to entice him, excited about what would happen. It wasn’t often that Hardcase would spank you, but he did enjoy watching the way your ass wobbled with each hit. He didn’t keep you waiting long, as a hard swat came down on your right cheek. It stung, but you let out a soft breath, closing your eyes as it quickly morphed into pleasure.

Another hit landed on your other cheek, this one still hard but mild. This wasn’t the hardest that he could go, he was just testing out how you felt at the moment. But you wanted it, wanted him to mark your ass red, just like he had said. So you wiggled your hips, turning to look at him and sending him a teasing wink.

“Oh, you minx” he growled playfully, landing a playful swat to your ass. He gripped it afterwards, spreading heat along your skin and making you gasp at his hold. The grip had spread your glistening pussy to the air of your apartment, making your core throb at the sensation.

“You love it” you chuckled, pushing back against his hand.

“I do” he confirmed before landing a smack to your other cheek.

You could imagine that your ass was colouring slightly because of the playful hits. If he really wanted your ass red, he would build up soon. Another hard hit confirmed it and you clenched your cheeks at the heat that blossomed from his hand.

Resting your head on your pillow, you let out a sigh as his hand rubbed over the mark he had made. His gentle touch was soothing and a complete opposite for the way he was spanking you. You could just lie here and enjoy yourself, become lost in Hardcase.

A sharp smack landed on your thighs and you gasped, clenching them and rocking away from him. That one was going to hurt when you sat down tomorrow. Hardcase ran his hand soothingly over the hit before landing another one on your other thigh.

Heat was burning through you at the way he touched you. The line between pain and pleasure was fine, but Hardcase could navigate it like a pro. With every hit that landed on your ass, the coil inside of you tightened and tightened.

“You’re dripping babe” Hardcase smirked, running his thick fingers over your glistening folds and collecting your juices. He circled your clit lightly before pushing two fingers inside of you. “There, got to make sure you’re all nice and wet for me later” he murmured, groaning as he felt your walls tighten around his fingers.

“Fuck! Baby, can’t wait to feel you inside of me” you groaned, pushing back into him. You could already feel his cock hardening, and you thanked the Stars for clones incredible recovery time and stamina.

“Not yet, I still want to make your cute little ass red” he shook his head, leaning down to press a kiss to both of your cheeks. He pulled his fingers out of you, causing you to let out a whine of disappointment. “Ready?” he checked in, and you nodded. This was the point where he would be getting harder on you.

Raising his hand higher, he let it fall sharply down on your left cheek and you bit back a curse at the way pain flared along your backside. He caught the round of your ass, where you were particularly sensitive and where you’d feel it most tomorrow. Another hit landed on the right, matching the previous one and you could just imagine how red your ass was going to blossom under his hands.

The next few strikes came in quick succession, stoking the flames in your core and you couldn’t help but whine and cry out at the way Hardcase was rubbing them soothingly after every strike. It helped with the pain, but you knew he was spreading the glow over your ass more evenly.

Groaning, Hardcase landed a harder hit on the cheek, watching as it bounced and wobbled because of his hand.

You moaned, pulling away and clenching and squirming at the pleasure that was bursting through you as well as the pain at the strong blow. Hardcase would never purposefully hurt you, and you know that if you told him to stop he would instantly. But you wanted more, it felt so good to have him spank you like this. The way your ass was on fire was painful but in such a good way that it left you wanting more.

Pushing back into his hit, you let out a cry, feeling the way your pussy clenched around nothing. He wasn’t wrong, you could feel the slick make it’s way between your thigh, coating them in your arousal. Rubbing your legs together and squirming at another smack that made your ass ripple.

“Gods, you should see how beautiful you look. Just lying there and being a good girl. Love you so much” he mumbled, as he reigned hit after hit on your ass in quick time, not leaving you a moment to catch your breath.

“CASE!” you cried, burying your face into the pillow and writhing against his. His words were pushing you closer and closer to the edge, as well as the pain and heat that was coming from your ass. It felt like you were on fire, every one of his hit was precise and thought out.

“Gods, your ass is Corrie red now baby” he murmured in awe, gripping both of your cheeks and wiggling them. His thumb spread you further, exposing both of your holes to him.

“Fuck, need you babe, need you inside of me” you groaned, reaching back to grip at his wrist.

Hardcase didn’t reply, just shuffled back and leant down further. He licked a strip all the way from your clit to your entrance. Swirling around before dipping inside of you.

Your legs trembled and you fell on your front, lost to the sensation of your ass burning and Hardcore eating you out. The way your walls tightened around his tongue pulled on your sore ass and you groaned, wriggling and squirming beneath him.

Case collected your dripping arousal on his tongue, feasting on your cunt like it was his last meal. His hands slid up to your ass, kneading and squeezing your cheeks while you let out high pitched noises that made his cock twitch. Fuck, you were glorious like this! He could stay in this moment for the rest of his life.

“Case! Oh Case, baby please! Please” you begged, legs parting to make more room for him. He shuffled further, holding you to his mouth as he curled his tongue just right against you.

He hummed and you tugged at the sheets beneath you, a cry falling from your lips at the burst of pleasure shooting to your clit.

“Please, need you to fuck me! Now!” you demanded, although it was lost in the breathy rasp of your voice.

“Alright, mesh’la, don’t need to be so grouchy” Hardcase teased, nipping at your ass cheek before pushing himself up onto his knees. He shuffled closer to you, pushing your legs wider so he could get in between them. “Do you want it like this, or something else?” he asked, running hands up and down your thighs.

“I don’t care, just as long as you fuck me!” you huffed, impatient to get him inside of you.

Hardcase didn’t waste any more time, hands coming to your hips to pull them up to meet his. His cock ran along your folds, bumping into your clit and causing you to clench before his eyes. “Fuck, okay, okay babe, whatever you want” he groaned, gripping the base of his cock and pushing the head into you slowly.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the feel of him sliding his length inside of you. It felt so right, and you lost yourself in the feeling of his spreading you wide around his cock. “Yeah, fuck! Feel good, Case” you mumbled, closing your eyes as he bottom out inside of you.

Hardcase grunted, face scrunched up as he tried to control himself. He wasn’t some shiny that got off just as soon as they were inside. Thumb rubbing soothing circles into your hips, he waited until your muscles stopped clenching so tightly around him before he could move.

“’M okay” you nodded, pushing back slightly against him.

Hardcase took that as his cue, pulling out until just the tip before sliding back in slowly. Maker he could feel the heat surrounding his cock and from your ass cheeks that was pressed against him. It made his breath stutter in his chest as you groaned beneath him. Pulling out again, he picked up the pace, fucking into you like you had both been wanting him to do since you had teased him at 79s.

With every thrust, you jolted further up the bed, and you pushed yourself up onto your hands, rocking back against every snap of his hips. Your ass cheeks burnt, as they slapped off his hips but you didn’t care. It only added to the feeling of being fucked by Hardcase, of being taken by him so well that you knew he had ruined you for anybody else. Nobody could make you feel as good as him, and you didn’t want them to try.

“Kriff! You feel so good around me baby, taking me so well. I can feel how hot your ass is, oh stars! You’re perfect, so good” Hardcase rambled, brain firing on all cylinders as he slammed into you, words unable to stop falling from his mouth. It all just felt too good.

“Case! Oh! Don’t stop, please!” you begged, laying a hand on the headboard to push back against him. You tightened your walls around him, feeling the way his cock speared them open, carving a place for itself inside of your fluttering heat.

“Never! Oh maker, fuck!” he hissed out, hands digging so tightly into your hips you knew there would be bruises in the morning. Not that you cared, you just wanted to feel him cum inside of you. “Don’t say stuff like that, not when I’m balls deep inside of you” Hardcase groaned, leaning over you and resting his sweaty head on your back.

The movement changed the angle of his thrust and you let out a loud cry of his name, rolling and grinding your cunt back around him. He was brushing that special spot inside of you now, and you couldn’t help but feel the way your pleasure was washing through you like lava. You were so close, the thick shaft pushing you closer and closer to the edge. You just needed a little more.

Hardcase seemed to know what you needed, as he continued to pound into your clenching hole. “Touch yourself, baby. Touch yourself for me” he moaned, nipping at your back.

With one hand supporting you on the headboard, you slid your other between your legs, feeling the soaked mess that you and Hardcase had made. With skilled and experienced fingers, you touched yourself just how you like pushing yourself over the edge and letting your release wash through you.

“CASE!” you whined, feeling the way you tightened around him as your whole body trembled at the force of your orgasm.

Hardcase wasn’t far behind you, just the feel of you shaking around him and the way you called his name had him bursting his load inside of you, undone by you. He collapsed against your back, both of you falling onto the mattress.

Realising he was probably crushing you, he rolled you both over onto your sides, and he held you close to him. Everything was quiet in his head, just the feeling of satisfaction and pleasure coursing through him. It was rare that his mind was ever quiet, but in this moment it was. Just having you in his arms, while he was still buried inside of you as he softened.

Pulling his hand up from your waist to your mouth, you kissed along his knuckles, spotting a few new scars he had picked up along the way on this campaign. You covered his hand with small kisses and pecks, knowing the soft touches would help your trooper feel so relaxed and loved.

Hardcase sighed against the back of your neck, nuzzling into you and just enjoying being in this moment with you.

After a while though, he began to fidget, his legs entwining with yours, running his feet up and down your shins. His fingers tapped some beat out on your chest that you didn’t know, and you knew your moment of stillness was up.

Turning around in his arms, you flashed him a loving smile. “You okay, love?” you asked, cupping his face in your hand and pressing a kiss to the mark spot just underneath his eye.

“Perfect babe, I wasn’t too hard on you, was I?” he frowned, hands gliding from your sides down to your ass. He could feel the heat radiating from you and he worried he had hurt you somehow.

Chuckling, you leaned forward to nuzzle your nose against his. “I’m fine, I promise. You could never hurt me” you assured, thumb stroking soothing glides along his cheeks. “But I won’t say no to some bacta” you requested. Work would be hell tomorrow if you didn’t put something on your ass.

Hardcase nodded, pecking you quickly before jumping out of bed and heading towards your medkit. “Coming right up, babe!” he called, sending you a flirty wink as he slipped into the refresher.

You grinned, unable to help admire his handsome, naked physique as he walked away.

However, he poked his head around the door and waggled his finger at you. “Shower! I want to try something with you in the shower, if you don’t mind. Then I’ll put bacta on you” he announced, sending you an excited look.

Unable to help the laugh that escaped, you pushed yourself up out of bed onto shaky legs. Hardcase rushed to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. “Alright, but we better not fall in the shower again. If I return you with anything broken, I think Rex or Kix might murder me” you agreed, wrapping your arms around his shoulder.

“One time, babe!” he rolled his eyes, before lifting you up into his arms. He laughed at your squeak and the way your legs quickly wrapped around his waist. “Besides, I let you land on me last time” he teased.

Laughing, Hardcase carried you into the refresher, giving your ass one playful squeeze before the door shut behind him.