#i probably sound insane rn but it's so fucking annoying to have to clean up after another person yet alone another person's gf

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genuine question is having a flatmate ever a pleasant experience

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Fandom: Star Wars (TCW)

Ship: Fives/Reader

Warnings: dom/sub elements, rough sex, kind of a hatefuck that develops into something softer, smut, p*rn with a bit of plot

Summary: A long long LONG time ago I got a request for a Fives/Reader fic where Reader and Fives kinda dislike each other at first. I started writing it like a year ago. I procrastinated a LOT and only finished it now. While procrastinating on a different fic. I might have adhd. the end

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“I issue the orders, and you two are supposed to follow them to the letter!”

“No, I’m not, not when some self-absorbed nat-born from the military is trying to put my men in danger!”

“Your men were perfectly safe!”

“That was only because I followed Captain Rex’s orders!”

“Which were the same as mine! I demand your respect, trooper!”

“It’s ‘ARC Trooper’ to you, miss!”

“Well, it’s ‘Captain’ to you, sir! And as a captain, I outrank you!”

There is a deep sigh coming from behind you, and both of you turn to look at Echo, that is getting up from his bunk with his datapad in his hand, clearly too fed up with all the noise from your argument.

“Actually, the three of us have the same rank. Captains from the military branch are equivalent to ARC Troopers from the clone army.” he shrugs “It’s… all in the regulations. Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

You can see in his face that, yes, he did, and you try to lower your voice despite your anger.

“Well, who would you say is in charge, then, ARC trooper Echo? It’s my commander, and by extension, myself, right?”

Echo looks from you to Fives, tapping his finger on the back of his datapad with an anxious look on his face.

“Uh… actually it’s both captain Rex and your commander, sir. We are part of a joint task force until this mission is over. I mean it’s technically over, the threat has been eliminated, but until we leave the planet you two should try to get along. Why don’t you turn your coolers on, Fives, and maybe you two can work your differences? Now if you will excuse me, I’m gonna find another room to stay for the night, somewhere quieter.”

And without another word, Echo turned on his heels and left, letting the door slide shut behind him. You scrunch your face in confusion.

“Did he say ‘turn your coolers on’?”

Fives waves a hand in a dismissive gesture.

“It’s an expression. Our helmet cooling systems, to ‘cool my head’. That di’kut.”

Yeah, judging by his tone, you don’t need that one last word to be translated.

“Well.” You say, straightening yourself up “I have nothing to turn my coolers about. You, on the other hand, are an insubordinate deey-kut.”

Fives seems angry at first but his expression breaks into a smirk.

“Wait, I’m a what?”

You stutter, feeling your face hot. Maybe that wasn’t the best time to give your very first try at mando’a.

“I said what I said.” And you swallow down, voice dropping to a murmur “Deey-kut.”

And now fives is positively laughing, corners of his eyes wrinkling up a little under the wide smile spreading over his lips. You perk up, your face feeling even hotter.

“May I know what are you laughing at?!”

Fives clearly makes an effort to stop laughing, flashing his tongue over his lips to then press them into a line. Something inside you seem to bloom at the sight of his charming smile as he combs his fingers through his hair – oh no, he’s... actually quite attractive. How are you only noticing this now?

“Nothing, it’s... your accent, it’s kinda...”

He keeps laughing. You mentally scold yourself, wishing you could stop staring, but it seems to get worse by the minute. His sharp cheekbones. His golden-brown eyes. His facial hair. Hells, even the tattoo of a number five on his temple.

Time to pull the breaks on this.

“W-well” oh great, you couldn’t just not stutter, could you? “I’m going to my room! Can’t wait to get out of this rock and away form you, mr. ARC Trooper.”

Fives’ smile turns into an annoyed frown.

“Great.” he says sharply “The feeling is mutual!”

“Ugh!” you turn on your heels, marching to the door

“Ugh!” Fives echoes behind you, and you don’t know if he’s genuinely annoyed of if he’s just mocking you

Doesn���t matter, you think to yourself as you’re walking down the corridor and stopping by your dorm’s door. Now you would finally be able to shower and sit down for some rest.

At least that’s what you think when you open the door and see your commander by one side of the dorm - who had been designated as your roommate during your stay on the planet – sitting on her bed and looking at you with a puzzled look on her face, and on the opposite side… there is Echo - you recognize the his white-and-blue kama – lying on your bed with his datapad held loosely in his hand, and he seems to be sound asleep.

“What is he doing here, sir?” you hiss out to your commander and she shrugs

“I told him it was your bed.” she murmurs “But he said you and ARC Fives weren’t letting him read so he laid there and… fell asleep, it seems.”

You let an indignant noise through your nose.

“Well, sir, I’m waking him up and sending him away.”

Your commander shrugs.

“I don’t care. I’m just glad we’ll be leaving this planet soon. I can’t stand another day working with these lunatics. That tattooed one, Hardcase, almost drove me insane. I think he isn’t familiar with the concept of ‘stealth’.”

You nod in agreement, and when you walk up to Echo and you see his lips parted, notice how he’s snoring softly, you stop on your tracks. You know how hard it is for a soldier to catch a break and get some rest. The poor man must be exhausted. You sure can find somewhere else to crash.

“Fine.” you grumble as grab your backpack off the floor, tiptoeing on your way out “Just… let him stay, it’s okay. Excuse me, sir.”

Well, as it turns out, you can’t find another place to crash; all dorms are taken, and some of them are even too full, with some of the clones and your own colleagues lying in sleeping bags on the floor. You and the other higher-ranks, as well as the ARC Troopers and their captains, are the very few ones that got more private rooms with just one roommate instead of a bunch of soldiers snoring around you, and you didn’t quite want to let go of this small perk.

Well, the only comfortable room left would be…

No. No way.

-

Later, you put down your cup of coffee and sigh, leaving the mess hall. It turns out that you can only stall for so long, and even if you’re not sleepy, you actually need to shower and rest. No choice but to go to the cocky ARC’s room. Just your luck.

Don’t think about his smile. Don’t. Nope. Or how big and strong he seems to be. Definitely don’t think about the way he carries himself, like he’s some irresistible gift from the universe. Don’t think about how pretty he must look all flushed and hot. Not happening.

You give yourself two light slaps to your cheeks. Focus, dumbass.

“ARC Fives?” you call tentatively; no answer

You try to knock on the door but it slides open before you can do it. Oh. It’s unlocked. And by the look of it, the room seems to be empty. Good. Maybe Fives has gone out for some caff himself? Maybe you can even jump in the shower, put on some clean clothes and relax for a while? You pick the bed where Echo had been sitting before and drop your backpack there, shuffling through your belongings…

That’s when the bathroom door slides open, and you look over your shoulder to see ARC Fives walk in wearing nothing but a white towel with the republic’s crest printed on it wrapped around his waist. Your eyes go wide – you try not to stare at his muscular body, the strong biceps and broad chest, the tiny droplets of water trailing from there down to his chiseled abs; your eyes trail lower jutting hipbones and a darker patch of what seems to be neatly trimmed hair peeking out where the fabric met his tanned skin.

You let out a small squeaking noise, turning your face away. The two of you share a prolonged silence that only makes things worse with every passing second.

“I’m sorry.” You gasp out “I... Your friend, the other ARC, he fell asleep on my bed and I don’t have another place to stay for the night, and…”

Fives doesn’t seem to be half as uncomfortable as you are, marching up to his own bed and unzipping the duffle bag there.

“Oh, and you wanna stay here, do you?”

Even ashamed as you are, you roll your eyes and look over your shoulder:

“More like I have t-” but your voice die out in your throat because Fives still has his back turned to you and has removed the towel so that he could get dressed; stars above, what a gorgeous ass he has.

Your deeper, darkest instincts are screaming for you to squeeze it and you mentally slap them. - Your instincts, not his magnificent ass cheeks, that is, even though that would certainly be great. Focus, soldier! Where in the moons is your common sense?

While you still stare, unable to pry your eyes from him even as he pulls his greys over his lovely bubble butt, Fives turns his face to look at you over his shoulder with a smirk.

“Enjoying the view, captain?”

You look away, feeling your cheeks burning, and you scoop your clothes in your arms, stomping away to the bathroom.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I- I should go shower.”

When you lock the door and pull your pants down, it’s not a surprise when you see how soaked your panties are. Curse Fives and his perfect smile, and his gorgeous bubble butt that probably fucking jiggles if you smack it...

Hells, you want him.

But he’s an idiot.

But you want him so bad.

You let your hair downYou then get to the shower and you almost want to punch yourself when your fingers travel down between your thighs, pressing at your engorged nub. But yes, maybe if you rub one out and get off before leaving the shower, the ARC won’t have the same effect on you anymore. You’re just horny, that’s probably it. Yes. Gotta be it.

You go to your regular fantasy, some hot dude grabbing your ass and pulling you down on himself as you straddle him. Oh yeah, that’s nice. You imagine the feeling of stubble rubbing against your cheek. Strange. The hot dude usually doesn’t have facial hair. Or tattoos. Come to think of it, the generic hot dude started looking a lot like Fives. No, no, no, get out, you’re not supposed to be thinking of... and then he laughs, that beautiful laugh but it’s in a rougher version of his voice, stained with lust and need and-

When you finish your shower you’re hornier than you were before, since you weren’t able focus on coming with that man constantly interfering in your fantasies, and it makes you so angry you want to punch something. You dry yourself up and put on your fatigues – you ditch the bra because the moons know how badly you want to let your breasts breathe some after being confined in your sports bra since 5 a.m.

You take some time drying your hair to then tie it back up in a bun again. You dress in your fresh dark grey pants and jacket, leaving it open since you still have your black tank top underneath. Yeah, if Fives wants to strut his stuff in front of you, two can play this game – though you’re not feeling bold enough to go out wrapped in a towel, of course.

When you walk out, Fives is already dressed in his armor from the waist down, wearing only his black shirt from there up; his hair is still wet and it looks like it’s been combed back. He seems to be stuffing his pauldrons and upper armor in his bag, zipping it shut.

“You can have the bedroom if you want, captain. I’ll find somewhere else.”

You stutter, surprised by the offer.

“You don’t have to…” and you straighten your back, clearing your throat “I mean, there are no other rooms available. You and I will have to stay here either way, unless you want to share a mattress with one of the other troopers.”

Fives raises an eyebrow. You swallow down, unable to forget about the sight of his abs and that beautiful ass.

“So.” Fives says, taking a few steps towards you “You’re gonna stay for the night?”

Shit, the way he carries himself. So confident, and almost arrogant. No, definitely arrogant. Fuck, you want him so bad.

“Looks like it.” you say, taking the extra steps to stand right in front of him “Got a problem with that?”

Fives smirks.

“Oh, I don’t have a problem with anything, as long as you recognize that I outrank you.”

You let out an exasperated laugh.

“You do not.”

Fives invades your space, face leaning close to yours.

“Yeah? Why did you jump in that ridge then? Oh right, you were following my orders.”

You look up to him, shaking your head with a mocking grin.

“‘Jump in’? More like ‘got dragged there by an insubordinate soldier’.”

Fives is inches from you now, warm minty breath coming hot over your lips and nose.

“I know you could have just woken Echo up and sent him back here so that you could have the bed in your captain’s room back.” his voice is low, lacking the mocking tone now “There’s no actual reason for you to stay in this room. So what do you really want here, captain?”

His brown eyes flicker from your own eyes to your lips. The ball is in your court now. You have to say something. Fuck. Fuck.

“You.” you murmur, holding his gaze “I want you.”

His eyes are so beautiful, especially when he smiles, as he does now.

“Well,” Fives says with a tiny laugh “we’re agreeing for once, because I want you too.”

You raise your face up to press your lips to his once, a small and chaste kiss. You pull back, staring up at Fives, waiting for a reaction.

There’s a small second during which Fives stares back before smashing his lips to yours, pushing his tongue deep into your mouth as you open up for him. It’s hot, rough and sloppy – and exactly what you wanted. You moan into the kiss, pressing your tongue to his, tasting him. You’re pretty sure you’re messing up, opening too much, and Fives, moons, he’s all tongue and teeth, nibbling at your lower lip; it’s a mess, but soon you start to slow down, trying to understand each other’s pace to an extent.

You pull apart for breath for no longer than a two seconds to then just keep kissing, deep and passionate, Fives’ hands grabbing at the back of your neck and your hands holding his wrists.

You pull back just about enough to try and bite his lower lip, hard, and Fives growls, grinning before sucking your lip into his mouth in turn. His hands move down to your shoulders, pushing you back and you just let him guide you until your back is pressed against the wall.

He pins you in place pressing his chest to yours, cocking his head to the side to kiss and lick your neck, nipping at a tendon there. You mewl and bury your fingers in his hair, tugging at it and pulling him harder on yourself.

“Mmm…”

Fives bites you again, harder this time, with a deep noise rumbling in his throat, and you whimper at the pain-pleasure, your right leg moving to the side so fives can press his codpiece against your groin. Moons above, yes.

Fives pulls back with his hands on the collar of your jacket, tugging it down your shoulder. The eager look on his face is a damn sight to behold that makes you feel worth a billion credits. You can’t wait for him to rough you up good.

“You tell me to stop, we stop, ok?” he murmurs as helps you out of the jacket were it gets caught at your wrists “You know what a safeword is? You got one?”

Oh. He knows his stuff. Stars be blessed, this might be a dumb decision that you’ll regret in the morning, but it’s not that easy to find a respectful man that is also this handsome.

“‘Red’ is fine” you grin at him, letting your jacket drop to the floor “I call ‘red’, hands off me, and the same goes for you. Deal?

Fives nods before slamming you back against the wall. Shit, this is gonna be good.

“Copy that.” and he grabs at the neckline of your tank top “You got a change of clothes? Anything to replace this one?”

“Wha-?” you try to catch your breath “Y-yeah, sure, why…?”

That’s when Fives clenches his fists and tears your top with a sharp tug, ripping it apart halfway down your stomach, exposing your breasts. You’re still trying to recover from how fucking hot that was and Fives just smirks, ripping the rest of your top all the way down and dragging each torn half of it down your shoulders.

“No bra, hmm?” he licks his lips “Well, that makes things easier.”

He runs his palm over your stomach, making you shudder as he moves it upwards to press the curve of his hand under your right breast, feeling it some to then squeeze softly. You whine at that, grabbing Fives’ hips. Ugh, why did your uniforms need to have so many layers?

Your hands shift down to the hem of his shirt, pushing it up; you can feel his abs under your palms, then his broad chest - stars above, what a body -  and Fives shudders, raising his arms to allow you to undress him, discarding his shirt on the floor.

He then leans down to suck avidly at your breasts, prying a loud moan out of you. Shit. Shit, he just tore you clothes off, and fuck, you’re so hot for him. Fives bites at your nipples, sucking at the skin of your breasts and making a patchwork of bruises there. You grab at his shoulders, enjoying the rough treatment and squirming in place, encouraging him with small moans and whimpers.

Fives kisses your sternum, licks it over and moves down to your stomach, leaving a trail of wet kisses and hickeys on his way down before he pulls your panties down, helping you step out of them.

Then, without warning, he cups your ass with both his hands and lifts you up against the wall, carelessly throwing both of your legs over his shoulders and straightening himself up.

Now you’re far high in the air with your back against the wall, sitting on Fives’ shoulders as he buries his face into your crotch. His facial hair feels warm and slightly rough against your sensitive skin, and the sensation is driving you crazy.

Hells, how can he be so strong? He’s not even wavering. He’s just holding you up effortlessly and oh, there’s his wet, hot tongue licking over your slit. You grab at his hair again, pressing him down on yourself.

“Oh- Oh, fuck, yes.”

Fives lets a small laugh rumble in his chest and begins sucking at your labia, nibbling at the sensitive skin to then press his lips to your pussy, sucking at your clit. Your legs twitch over his shoulder, and he keeps at it like he’s thirsty for you, tongue pushing inside your folds and lip teasing your clit. His hands keep you steady on his shoulders, and you close your eyes to enjoy the feeling. His goatee rubs against your pussy every time he moves his jaw and it feels so good. Damn, you’re close. If he keeps teasing that spot-

Your hand flies up to try and muffle your scream as you come hard at Fives’ mouth, spasms making your legs jump over his shoulder and you can damn feel him smiling against your skin as he licks and sucks you through it until you drop your shoulders, all muscles going limp, and you rely only on him to keep you in place and not let you fall.

He slowly eases you down, making sure your back is still supported against the wall until your feet can touch the floor. Your shaking legs somehow allow you to stand up, though not very firmly.

Fives licks his lips, his chin and the goatee over it glistening with what can only be your own slickness; he grabs you by your waist, kissing you deeply again. You can taste yourself on his tongue, smell your arousal on him. Fuck. Fuck, he made you come but you’re not even close to being satisfied, not yet.

Fives pulls back and you appreciate it, so you can try to even your breath and make your legs not feel so much like jelly. He unclips his belt and rips his codpiece off, letting it clatter to the floor and quickly undoing his pants, hooking his thumb on the waistband of his greys to push them down just about enough for him to be able to pull his cock out.

He’s hard, very much so, his cock pressed flush to his stomach, the slit already leaking precome, the head reddened and some veins drawn out under the skin of his shaft.

You lick your lips at that positively delicious-looking cock, and you can notice Fives looking at you, enjoying your reaction. Before you can even make a naughty remark about how bad you want to suck him off, Fives grabs your shoulders, pushing you down.

“On your knees.” he orders in a growled tone, and of course you put up a bit of a fight, what fun would it be in just obeying, and it makes him harden his tone, speaking between his teeth “I said on your kriffing knees!”

He grabs roughly at your jaw, forcing you to look up and guiding his cock down to your mouth, pressing the head against your lips until you part them and take him in. You open wide, sucking him in and glaring at Fives. The way he looks at you must be very similar to the way you’re looking at him – a raw, untamed desire that  is tainted with something akin to anger but not quite it. A mad wish to undo one another and to become undone by them, in the roughest way possible.

Fives grabs a fistful of our hair by either side of your head and pulls you upwards by it, pushing his length deeper in your mouth. The head of his cock slides over your tongue to then scrape against the roof of your mouth and then push at your throat; your eyes go wide, welling up with tears from the effort of holding your jaw open so wide and take his cock so deep. The feeling of being trapped by the wall behind you adds to the cold excitement settling in your gut.

“You okay there?” Fives asks a little breathlessly, and you nod as much as the position allows you to “Good. Tap my thigh if you need to breathe. Tap once if you understand me.” you comply, tapping two fingers against his thigh “Good.”

With that he pulls back some, and you inhale as much as you can as his cock weighs over your tongue before he pushes back inside, going even deeper now, all the way until his balls are pressed flush against your chin. You gag some, throat narrowing around Fives’ length, and he throws his head back with a moan. You know how to give a man a nice deep throating, but Fives is on the large side of average, and far thicker than you’re used to. When he pulls back, you can feel the thick strands of spit dribbling down your chin and landing on your naked breasts while you suck in another breath.

Fives takes turns at fucking your face and allowing you small respites during which you lick the head of his cock and catch your breath, but most of the time you remain a tad dizzy for the lack of oxygen and going lax under his touch, letting him handle you the way he pleases. Your face is a mess of saliva and sweat and you can taste his precome as you suck him avidly, your hands reaching up to pry his rear armor off and squeeze his ass hard, which earns you a pleased groan.

“M’getting close…” he drawls out, but he doesn’t really have to; you can easily tell from the way he’s been twitching over your tongue

You nod a few times, looking eagerly up at him and hoping this is enough of a go sign. Fives rocks his hips into your mouth, cock pushing and spreading your throat open every time it hits home. You can barely breathe and it’s making your mind hazy and your entire body feels too hot. Fives holds your head in place and lets out a strangled moan as he pulls back just about enough not to choke you, and you feel his cock twitch just shy of your throat, pumping hot come over the back of your tongue. You swallow each spurt dutifully, and Fives grins at you, hazy brown eyes filled with lust.

You sit on your haunches and look up to him, trying to catch your breath and letting just a small bit of come trail down your chin by the corner of your mouth.

Fives chuckles running his thumb over your lips, his voice raw with pleasure.

“It’s a good look on you, Captain. Didn’t know you could take a face fuck so beautifully.”

You grin at him, shaking your head with mock-disdain while he helps you up to your feet.

“Fuck you, ARC Fives.”

Fives laughs again, and in a split second he is flipping you around by your shoulder and shoving you against the wall. He presses himself behind you, and reaches down to undo your belt and pants.

“I’d much rather fuck you.”

You roll your eyes, knowing he wouldn’t be able to resist the banter. He undoes your pants and shoves them down your legs, letting you kick them away before he grabs your ass cheeks hard, fingers digging in your skin. You draw a sharp breath, raising your ass to him. There’s no way he’s hard again already, right?

His hand comes over your ass, slapping it hard. You yelp in surprise, and he squeezes your ass where it still stings a bit. Fuck, yes, he is so goddamn good at keeping you on edge.

“You good there?”

“Yeah…” you almost sing it, wiggling your ass some, and Fives laughs, landing another slap to your left cheek

“You like that, don’t you?” and he slaps your right cheek now, and you give him a pleased hum in response

The slaps are louder than they actually hurt, and you get off both from the noise and the stinging sensation. Hells, yes, not many partners can get the perfect amount of force for a good spanking but Fives just keeps surprising you. Your ass feels hot and sore and your love it. Fives stops to squeeze and caress your ass every once in a while to let you rest from the sharp pain, and it feels so delicious you’re soon shaking your hips to beg for more.

“It’s a nice view here.” he states almost flatly, and the way his voice barely rises at all when he swats his hand on your skin certainly does something for you; he’s making a show of pretending to be bored “all red and tender for me, captain. I like that.”

He then grabs you by your hips, pressing you against the wall with his body and whispering close to your ear.

“If you miss me tomorrow, just look in a mirror when you get home and you’ll see my handprints still there.”

Fuck, he has no right to sound so hot. You can feel his hard cock pressed between your ass cheeks and it makes you moan. You turn a fierce look at him over your shoulder.

“Are you just gonna talk or are you gonna fuck me?”

Fives grins, straightening himself up.

“So impatient.” And he gives a light push to the curve of your foot with his own in order to make you spread your legs further; moons above, you are both still wearing your combat boots “Hands on the wall.”

You press your palms flat to the wall and see him spit on his hand and lower it down to spread the slickness over his cock and yes, this is what you want, a rough fuck that borders on pain. Fives grabs your hip with one hand and guides his cock into you with the other. You feel the blunt head pushing against your slit and you bite your lip, letting your eyes roll back before letting them fall shut.

That’s when Fives shoves almost halfway in without warning. You press your face on your bicep, trying to muffle your scream there. Fives goes very still.

“You okay? Any close to red?”

“N-No…” you babble out “Just didn’t expect… I’ll let you know if I’m going red…”

“Ok. Good.”

Fives then grabs most of your hair in his fist, pulling you on himself by it as he rams all of him inside you. The noise you make is pitiful, a half moan, half sob. You’re positively drenched, but the sudden invasion still hurts to a degree, and it hurts so good.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” Fives hisses as he pulls halfway back to then go balls-deep inside you again “Squeezing me so good.”

“You feel so- ahn!” it’s hard to speak under the strength of Fives’ thrusts “So good…” and you grin, licking your lips

Fives lowers his knees and thrusts upwards each time, and you can feel the way his cock pushes at your engorged folds, rim of his head scraping your insides every time he pulls out, rubbing against a sensitive spot that makes you weak at the knees.

He squeezes your ass, nails digging in, and the whole thing is so rough and almost hateful, the way he touches you, speaks to you and fucks you, sharp staccato thrusts that seem to have no goal other than to make you painfully sensitive and pry out of you the screams that you try to hold back.

But the way he checks on you on occasion allow you to enjoy it all immensely, knowing that Fives won’t purposefully hurt you at any point, and that he will stop if you call red.

He may be an annoying cocky trooper, but he’s an excellent sexual partner, and you’re glad these traits were met in a man with a beautiful face, a sexy voice, a cock that is well on the larger side and a gorgeous ass.

Speaking of his ass, you reach one hand back to grab at it, and the way it clenches at each thrust of his with the effort of fucking you this roughly makes you grin involuntarily as you rake your nails over it.

“Yeah, fuck me…” your voice shakes under the strength of Fives’ thrusts “Fuck me harder…”

Fives lets out a breathless grunt, grabbing at your arm with a bruising grip, using it as much as your hair to pull you back, slamming himself inside you over and over. The sound of his hips smacking against your ass echoes at each sharp thrust, and when you manage to turn your head just about enough to look at him you see the hungry look in his eyes, his teeth bared and tendons tensed up on his neck.

Moons, what a sight.

Fives lets go of your hair to then press his palm flat over your back, pushing you down until your chest and the side of your face are pressed to the wall, never halting his sharp thrusts while he takes his other hand to his mouth and reaches down to your crotch, feeling his way down to tease your clit with his finger that is now slick with spit. He leans closer, tip of his tongue touching the curve of our ear while you mewl out. The way he’s rubbing circles over your sensitive clit will make you lose your mind.

“Oh I like that sound.” his voice is a low growl and you can see the proud smirk on his face, feel his warm breath on your skin while you roll your hips back to meet his thrusts

“Just don’t stop… please, don’t stop…” you groan out, reaching back to grab Fives by the back of his neck and so that you can give him a messy, wet kiss over your shoulder

Fives rubs circles on your clit while he still thrusts thrusts hard into you, and you slam both your palms on the wall, dragging your nails down. Fuck. Fuck, this feels so good.

“Oh, hells I’m-” you can’t quite finish the sentence because the orgasm that shatters you barely allows you to hold your legs in place, knees shaking at every sharp contraction and the pleasure making a wide grin spread over your lips and shudders rippling through your whole self.

Fives takes no mercy and fucks you hard through it, hissed curses coming from between his bared teeth every time you clench tightly around his shaft.

“Kriff… Can I…” and a moan cuts him off as he grabs your hips again, nails digging in your skin “Can I come inside?...”

His voice is raspy and breathless, the question a desperate plea. Fives’ pupils are blown wide with pleasure, his lip quivering some under the effort of holding back. You nod weakly still feeling the high of your orgasm.

“Come inside me. Fill me up.”

And that look on Fives face, the look on his eyes that say he’s claiming you as his own, the way he breathes hard through his mouth, moans escaping him at every thrust, stars be damned, it could be enough to make you come again.

You feel his cock twitching hard inside you when he buries himself to the hilt, pressing his face to your shoulder blade and biting down on your skin to muffle out his noises; and you can feel the hot slickness being pumped deep inside of you over and over again, extending your pleasure just for how hot the whole thing is, Fives pressed to your back, spending himself deep inside you, still wearing his kama.

Fives kisses and licks the patch of skin where he had bit down, soothing it, and he moves a hand to gently caress your hair.

“Kriff, that was good.” he breathes out, chest rising and falling against your back

“Yeah…” you wish you could be more articulate, but not only you are breathless, you’re also still riding the high of the slick feeling inside you; hells, you asked for a creampie and the trooper sure delivered “So good.”

Fives draws a few more breaths before slowly pulling out of you. You can feel the warmth dripping out of you down your inner thighs when he does, and damn, that wasn’t supposed to get you all hot again and yet…

You turn around very slowly, supporting yourself against the wall because your legs are still shaking. The look on Fives’ face is so rewarding, his eyes staring you up and down with a proud smirk. He had done that, he had turned you into the breathless come-filled mess in front of him. When you look down, you notice that Fives is still half-hard, and you bite a smile over your lip.

“You want some more?”

At this point, at least, Fives doesn’t act so cocky, sighing out with a couple of nods:

“Yeah, I do. You?”

You lick your lips, touching a hickey over your breast.

“…Yeah.”

Fives grins, walking up to you and pulling you into his arms as you wrap your legs around his waist, throwing your arms over his shoulders. He kisses you, deep and passionate, to then nibble at your collarbones.

“You’re so damn gorgeous… ah!” he gasps out when you rake your nails over his back “Kriff, yes, do that again.”

You claw at his back again as he carries you over to his bunk, and he lets out a pleased laugh, dropping you down on your back on the mattress and climbing on top of you.

“That the best you can do?” you scratch him again once, twice, much harder this time “Coming made you this weak?”

You click your tongue in annoyance.

“Why don’t you fuck me hard and give me a good reason to scratch you?”

Fives scoffs, kneeling up and reaching for the belt of his kama. You hold both of his wrists, grinning with your tongue between your teeth.

“Oh no, you keep that on.”

Fives pauses to then raise an eyebrow, letting go off his belt to then lean over you, whispering over your lips:

“Who knew the army captain was such pervert?”

You lock your legs over the small of Fives’ back and push him roughly on his side to then climb on top of him, supporting your hand on the mattress and reaching for Fives’ cock, giving him a couple of slow strokes.

“Who knew the ARC Trooper liked some spanking and coming inside?”

Fives let out a shaky breath, rolling his hips into your hand and letting his head down on the bed, eyes gleaming up to you, cock growing harder at each stroke.

“Oh, yes.” he hisses “Yeah, yeah, just like that...”

When you sit on his thighs and start using your free hand to touch yourself, Fives just moans at the sight, easy praise falling out of his lips.

“I guess you’re the pervert here, mr. ARC, sir.” you grin, getting your fingers easily coated with the come still dribbling out of you some “Getting hard again so soon… wanna fuck me this bad?”

Fives jerks his hips upwards, clearly not satisfied just by your slow, lazy thrusts. His face is twisted in the sweet agony of delayed pleasure, and he whimpers.

“Yeah, I do… Wanna fuck you… Please…”

Little gods above, what a perfect switch that man is, going from making you scream against that wall before to begging for your pussy on the bed now. There’s no way you’re not gonna give him what he wants. You make a show of licking his come off your fingers and gets up on your knees again.

When you line yourself up to sink down on his cock, it’s much easier than before – a good amount of his release from before is still inside you, making your insides slick and easy to enter. Still, you sit down on him very slowly, enjoying his expression of pure awe as he watches his length disappearing into you bit by bit until you are pressed flush against his pelvis, purring in absolute delight. The way his cock stretches you inside, just shy of hurting, feels so good.

“Oh, stars.” Fives hisses, grabbing at your hips and pulling you down on himself as he thrusts up into you, hard and sharp just like before

You gasp out, rolling your hips to meet his pace, leaning down and cupping Fives’ face, heel of your palm rubbing against his goatee some.

“Fuck, you’re good.” you say in a moan between your teeth, and it sounds almost like you’re complaining

“Want me to go easier on you?” Fives teases you with a grin and another sharp thrust, hands moving to grab at your ass cheeks “Or are you enjoying my insubordination, captain?”

You let out a brisk laugh, splaying your hands on Fives’ broad chest, feeling his warmth and dragging your nails over his skin, watching the angry red lines left on their wake. Fives throws his head back on the bed, eyes , and the moan he lets out is just beautiful.

“Yeah, just like that… moons, yes…”

You roll your hips faster since Fives seems to have lost a bit of his rhythm when you clawed his chest – moons, he really has a thing for you scratching him – and the way he reaches your deepest spots makes you whine loudly, aching for release. Fives reaches for your breasts, squeezes them hard, and you bite your lip at him, grabbing his wrists and taking a moment to suck at his fingers. Then, with one fluid movement you are leaning to pin his hands above his head. Fives growls at that, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

“Fuck yeah, baby.” he playfully fights your grip, hips snapping upwards to meet yours “Take what you need.”

You change your angle some while still pinning him down, moaning at the way the head of his cock presses up against the tight bundle of muscles behind your clit.

“Fuck, you’re so damn big, feels so good.” you whine out “Can’t get enough of you.”

Fives lifts his head just about enough to catch one of your nipples between his teeth; you lean down lower to allow him to suck on your breast, your entire body feeling so damn good you can barely tell if you’re only about to come or if you’re already doing it. Fives lets go off your breast with a suckling noise, laughing breathlessly.

“Getting close there, captain? You’re squeezing me like crazy.”

You let go off Fives’ wrists to cup his face, all of you wound tight and tensing up like a coiled spring.

“F-Fives…” you say his name in a raspy, desperate begging “I’m gonna come, I’m gonna fucking come…”

Fives slaps your ass hard with both of his hands, a criminally handsome smile on his face. His tone is almost like he’s challenging you.

“Come, gorgeous. Come all over my cock, let me see you come.” he moves his hands over your thighs, slapping them hard now “Come for me, come nice and hard for me.”

The next hard slap to your ass makes you squeeze your eyes shut, your vision whitening out as you desperately chase Fives’ lips and give him a searing kiss, pushing your tongue deep in his mouth and feeling him moan against it. You shiver on top of the ARC trooper, your toes curling as your hips roll on their own, chasing every last bit of pleasure.

Fives grabs your hips with a bruising grip, pushing you down on him as his hips snap up over and over in a messy pace; you whimper as the rim of his head scrapes against your inner walls, sending waves of pleasure rippling over your still-sensitive body. Fives bares his teeth in a hazy smile and you can tell he’s about to tip over the edge. He drawls out your name before flashing his tongue over his lips, and your think it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever heard in your life.

“Coming, babe, gonna come so hard…”

You grin back at him, setting a playful mock-scowl on your features as you grab his jaw hard, rolling your hips along with his pace.

“Come inside me, Fives, fill my pussy good. Come for me. Come.”

Fives lets out a breathy, brisk laugh that melts into a languid moan as his hips stutter, warm slickness spreading inside you in hard spurts. He stares intently at you through all of it, biting a grin over his lower lip, cheeks flushed and pupils blown wide. He’s still shuddering a bit when he reaches a hand over your back, pulling you down over him. You happily let him do so, allowing yourself to lie on his broad chest, nuzzling at his neck.

The two of you stay a few seconds like this, catching your breaths. Fives smells so good you could stay like this forever. His hands are big and warm over your lower back and shoulder blade, and now that you’re coming down from your high, it’s a welcome feeling as you’re starting to feel a little cold.

You wince when his softening cock slips out of you, warm release trickling out of your pussy as it does. Your cheeks are burning as you come to terms with what just happened. The annoying ARC trooper and you just had some absolutely amazing sex and now you’re lying on top of him, two loads of him slowly oozing out of you.

Fives turns his head to press a soft kiss to your cheek. Why does his goatee feel so good against your skin?

“Are you okay?” he asks in a gentle tone, so different from his cocky, bossy demeanor from before “Do you hurt anywhere?”

You smirk.

“Just my pride. Never had a fuck this good.” Fives laughs, and it makes you shake on top of him “Am I crushing you?”

Fives runs his fingers through your hair, petting it gently. It makes you feel so good you have to fight the urge to purr.

“Not at all. Feels good.” He lets out a long sigh “That… was amazing. You’re so good. So hot.”

You shift some to reach for the back of his neck and caress him with gentle strokes.

“You too, handsome. I should’ve picked a fight with you before.” and you frown for a moment, turning to look at Fives’ gorgeous brown eyes “You didn’t make a deal with your brother for him to steal my bed and force me to come here, did you?”

Fives lets out a quiet laugh, giving you a kiss on your forehead.

“No. But he did say something about how he wished the two of us would resolve ‘this ridiculous sexual tension’ so that we would stop dragging him into our arguments.” He shrugged “I told him to shut up and went to take a shower. When I walked out, you were here.”

You roll off of Fives to lie on your back, laughing. Of course.

“Your brother… is an evil mastermind.”

Fives turns to lie on his side, looking at you with a smirk.

“Don’t blame him for the way you were staring at me when I walked out, captain.” He shuffles closer, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips “I know I don’t blame him for the way I couldn’t get you off my mind in the shower.”

The thought of Fives touching himself while he thinks about you is enough to make you hide your blushing face, pressing it against his chest.

“Well, I’m… I’m glad we worked things out.”

Fives reaches for a tip of the blanket, throwing it over you and pulling you closer into his arms.

“That sure is one way to say it.”

You keep playfully bickering with one another until you can no longer keep your eyes open, and you sleep curled up against the ARC trooper.