#petty officer thanisson

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

Thanisson: I need life advice.

Hux, on his 72nd hour of being awake, drinking an energy drink with crushed-up caffeine pills in it: Well, you came to the right person.

[tomatette]

Hey, have some stupid movie poster edits. Here's the first one. No one asked for this, I know. I'm sorry. Kind of.

Part I / II / III / IV

[jaynesilver]

Well, hey there, sweet Tumblr anon! I so enjoyed your ask yesterday that I felt compelled to write something for this little rarepair ship. I hope you enjoy it - I certainly enjoyed writing it. Nice things should happen for Mitaka and Thanisson. Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dopheld Mitaka/Thanisson Characters: Dopheld Mitaka, Thanisson (Star Wars), Armitage Hux Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Shyness, Crushes, First Kiss, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff Summary: Thanisson narrowly survives the escape of FN-2187, and Mitaka realizes just how much he cares for his friend.

[findinyourkin]

hello! i am a fictive of petty officer thanisson from star wars: the force awakens looking for general hux, kylo ren, and dopheld mitaka. preferably other systems, but it doesn’t matter. bodily we are 24, so please be 21+ if you are interacting. i’m rather obscure, so i’m not holding out much hope here, and honestly, even if you don’t remember me, i’d love to chat. but like or reblog and i’ll get back to you.

!!!!!!!!

[the-fiction-witch]

Can I

Media - Star Wars The Force Awakens Character - Petty Officer Thanisson Couple - Thanisson X Reader Reader - First Order Prisoner Being Transported Rating Smuttish Word Count 686

I sat inside my cell bored out of my mind, nothing but a bed built into the wall and a table by the door, I sat on the bed lazily in this scratchy red prisoner jumpsuit they supplied me with even if I had undone it and pushed it away as much as I could. I was being transported on the finalizer to Xmexa the prison planet in sector nine. They had always threatened me but I didn't think they really would... Until I... stole a blaster and tried to escape from the cells on the Tansmin docks. 

The outer door opened and I wondered some first-order boy, He came through with a tray unlocking the electrified second door and heading in.

"Dinner. Prisoner 897."

"Thank you," I sighed, "You're not the usual one?"

"Humm? Ohh! A bunch of the troopers have reinforcement training." He says as he sets the tray on the table. "I'm a petty officer usually,"

"I see," I nodded, 

He nodded and I noticed he was lingering, not sure why and then I noticed his eye line. He stood his eyes staring at my breasts where my jumpsuit was unzipped and pulled down, revealing my cleavage, 

"Hey! My eyes are up here petty boy."

"Sorry!" He jumped looking away blushing, "Sorry I uhh..."

"What?"

"It uhhh I've been on the finalizer for two rounds now... kinda been a while since I uhh... you know." 

"Really?"

"Yeah... sorry again."

"It's fine." 

"what-"

"It's fine. I don't care." I sighed, "Look all you want,"

"Really!"

"Yeah," I shrug, "You've been on here a while and I'm bored out of my mind so go ahead." 

"...You really don't mind?" He sheepishly stepped closer, 

"Nope, Look all you like."

".... I ughh... thank you," He blushed quickly he knelt on the floor of my cell beside my bed and stared longingly at me and my body, I laughed and just let him clearly he was happy. I even spotted him drooling, "Can uhhhhhhh can I uhhhh I know its uhh-"

"You wanna touch them?"

"...Yes please,"

"Go on," I rolled my eyes,

"Thank you!" he happily jumped forward his hands grabbed my jumpsuit and he began to grope and fondle my breasts, "Uhh... Uuuuughhhh... Ohh fuck-"

"Really?" I chuckled, 

"I have been stuck on this ship for two rounds of duty that's six cycles. and I share quarters with five other guys." He complained, "Please.... uhhh just let me have this," 

"Alright you have fun," I laughed, 

"Could I uhhhh... could I take your jumpsuit off?"

"You can go on,"

"Thank you!" He smiled almost ripping open my jumpsuit to expose my bare breasts by how he was really drooling and breathing hard as he grabbed my breasts fondling them and groping them in his hands, I couldn't help but chuckle it was kinda adorable seeing him so needy, his hips even slightly bucking the more he groped, "can I uhhh can I please..."

"Yes?"

"... it's a long shot... but I am...Begging you... Please... can I..."

"whatever it is you can do it,"

"Really?"

"sure go on,"

"Ummmm!" He groaned as he moved and kissed my sternum keeping his head between my breasts as he fondled and groped all but motorboating me, it tickled so I laughed and petted his blonde hair, 

"Whoa! You really are desperate aren't you?"

"Ummm mhm...." He groaned between kisses and gropes,

I chuckled and moved him away a moment making him whine but I moved my hand to my jumpsuit zip and pushed it as far down as I could pealing it off me and opening my legs, "You think you can last long enough for me too?" I asked him

he started with wide eyes and gulped, "Uhhhh... no." He said, "But I by god I will try!"

"You think you could... be my usual guard from now on? dropping off my food and such it would certainly keep us entertained for the rest of the trip to Xmexa"

"It would... Okay! deal!" He smiled climbing onto my bed to kiss me but he pulled back, "ohh uhh I uhh I don't know your name..."

"Y/n,"

"Hi,"

"Hi, and you are?"

"Ohh right.. Thanisson,"

"Pleasure so... shall we?" I rubbed my nose on his,

"Ohhh god yes!" He groans pulling me back to kiss him. 

[skylarstark4826]

Mitaka hears the page for General Hux, standing right next to him on the bridge – an unsanctioned departure from Bay Two – and then, only seconds later, the sound of an explosion booms over the comm. Sirens blare into action, and everyone tenses at their stations. General Hux winces and marches off with a flourish of his greatcoat, already calling for reinforcements to the hangar, but Mitaka has to stay and man his station. It didn't matter that he'd recognized his friend's voice over the comm, Thanisson's professional tone being erased by the roar of the explosion. He isn't allowed to leave.

When no one is looking, he tries to comm Thanisson on his personal comm, and receives only a crackle of static in return.

He worries through the rest of his shift, and then, as soon as he is able, runs from the bridge, fleeing as if chased through the ship until he reaches Thanisson's workstation. Mitaka's boots skid to a horrible stop. Debris is blasted all the way into the hallway. A jagged hole gapes in the wall like a mouth with burnt teeth, and a cadre of stormtroopers and droids are cleaning up the mess and attempting to seal off the wall that had been blown open. The loud sound of departing TIE fighters echo in through the open hole, tangling with the comms chatter, and above all of it, the high ringing in Mitaka's ears and the sound of his ragged heartbeat.

A stormtrooper pauses in their construction efforts to give him a skeptical look with a tilt of their helmet, and Mitaka motions them over with a sharp click of his fingers. "Report," he says. "I need to know, were there any survivors?"

The trooper looks one way, then the other, as if confused by the question. "I don't know, sir. Not my area. I've only been assigned to clean up the mess."

"Well, was any of the mess people? " Mitaka says, too shrill.

The trooper takes a step back. "Not when I arrived, sir. I only do repairs, not clean-up." They pause. "There was blood on some of the wreckage."

Mitaka curses under his breath, though apparently not far enough under his breath, as the trooper takes another step back. "You ought to check with the medbay, sir. They'll know more than I do."

"Dismissed," Mitaka says, tossing the command over his shoulder as an afterthought.

***

The lift and the subsequent walk to the medbay seem to take forever. Mitaka worries at his gloves. He and Thanisson have been friends for years. Nothing more, no matter how Mitaka may have daydreamed of the possibility. He'd never had the courage for it. When they met in the Academy as roommates, Thanisson was bright-eyed and naive and Mitaka was too shy and soft. They had made it through the harrowing years of school together, gaining training, becoming more savvy. By the end of their years in the Academy, Mitaka was braver, but no less shy, and he watched from a careful distance as his friend grew into an admirable young man, friendly and capable...and just out of reach.

Thanisson was not the foolish boy he once was, but he was still, in so many ways, a boy. So young. Mitaka cannot stand the idea that he would have been hurt today. He'd been so proud when Thanisson had been promoted to Petty Officer; Mitaka had obtained an illicit bottle of champagne, and they'd split it in his quarters. They'd never had alcohol before, and had both gotten quite drunk. It had made him long for the days when they were roommates, when he could be around Thanisson all the time. He hadn't appreciated it enough. Thanisson's cheeks had been flushed pink that night, and his laughter was like the bubbles in their drinks. He could have kissed him. He hadn't.

Mitaka moves faster.

When he enters the medbay, he does not do so professionally. The doors hiss open and he's panting, panicky sweat disheveling his hair. At the front desk the nurse looks surprised, then disapproving at his appearance, and he takes a moment to neaten his hair back under his hat and quiet his breath before approaching her.

"I understand there may have been injured personnel from an attack this afternoon," Mitaka says, as calmly as he can. "Was Petty Officer Thanisson among them?"

"Let me check." She drops her attention to the datapad on her desk scrolling through it, then frowns without looking up at him. "Hmm. I'm sorry, it doesn't appear he's here."

The air leaves the room without his permission. Dead. He'd died. If he hadn't, he would surely have returned the many private comms Mitaka had sent since this afternoon.

Mitaka's center of gravity abandons him and he takes a step back, barely catching himself on his bootheel. When they had graduated together, Thanisson's hair had caught the sunlight and the sunlight had caught his smile, and then Mitaka had caught Thanisson's hand in his own, something that was allowed in that bright moment of celebration. Something he had never had the courage to do without an excuse. Perhaps he had overestimated the amount of bravery he'd gained in the Academy, after all.

The nurse clicks her tongue. "Oh, yes. He's here, in room seven." She clicks through to another page, unaware of the tilting axis of the world under Mitaka's feet. "But – he may not be awake yet."

"Can I see him?" Mitaka demands.

"I will check to see if he is awake, and wishes to receive visitors," she replies, her tone frosted. When she looks up, whatever she sees on his face softens her gaze. "One moment, sir."

She returns in a moment with the sound of rubber-soled shoes and a gentle nod of her head. "He'll see you. But he's still in some pain. He may be a little bit out of it because of the medication. You won't be able to stay long."

"How bad is it?" Mitaka whispers, new fears claiming his breath. "Is – is he okay?"

She gives him a soft smile. "He'll be all right."

Mitaka follows her, wringing his hands together, and when she motions him into room seven – as eager as he'd been, he stops in the doorway.

"Thanisson," he gasps.

His best friend looks so small in the hospital bed, pale against even the white of the sheets. The harsh glare of the overhead lights wash out the blond of his hair into a thin gold halo around his head. Bandages loop up the right side of his head and cover his right arm and shoulder, and light blue bacta pads are visible under the bandages. His right arm is set in a heavy brace to immobilize it – so it must be broken. Thanisson lifts his left hand up from the coverlet, offering a weak wave, and tries to sit up.

"Hey, 'Taka," Thanisson croaks.

Mitaka rushes over. "No, no. Don't sit up. Please, don't strain yourself." His hands are trembling, and he takes Thanisson's undamaged left hand in his own, savoring its wholeness. He is embarrassed to find himself close to tears. "Are – are you okay? Are you in pain? I can – I'll get the nurse again," he says, desperate to offer anything. His eyes dart over the bandages on Thanisson's face and arm. "Gods, what happened?"

Thanisson shrugs one-shouldered, just on the left, the right held in place by the bandages. His eyes look very blue, the pupils too small from the pain medication. "I'm not exactly sure. There was an unauthorized departure from bay two – Kaplan told me to inform Hux – I did, and then..." He mimics an explosion - making a low fwoooom noise - then giggles. He drops back into the pillow, abandoning the small amount of progress he'd made towards sitting up, and his eyes slip closed. He snorts. "I blew up."

"John," Mitaka says, shocked. "It's not funny!" He's embarrassed when tears spill down his cheeks. "I thought you were dead!"

"It's – it's a little funny," Thanisson replies, still chuckling. "I blew up!" He giggles again, illicit champagne bubbles out of place in the medbay. "Why do they call it blowing up instead of blowing down, 'Taka? I was knocked down, not up."

"I don't know," Mitaka chokes. He can't seem to stop crying. "Gods, you really are high."

"That's because I blew up. Got high."

Mitaka gasps out a wet laugh in spite of himself, and struggles to wipe his cheeks without sacrificing his hold on Thanisson's hand. "John. It's not funny. You could've died."

Thanisson opens one eye, and then the other, looking startled. "Oh. Dopheld, don't cry, I'm okay. It's all right." He tries to sit up again, then moans and sinks back to the stack of pillows behind him. "Ooh. Ouch . Okay, maybe I'm not okay."

Mitaka grips his hand harder. "I thought I'd lost you."

"I think you only lost most of my right ear," Thanisson says, and Mitaka sees the threads of fear in his face, sees under the truth of his bravado and jokes that Thanisson knows he'd almost died today. Thanisson's eyes drop to the covers of the bed. "Won't be able to keep my hat very straight, now." His lip trembles, and when he looks up, his eyes are bluer than before, bright with tears. "Is – is it bad, 'Taka?"

"No," Mitaka says immediately. "It isn't that bad. I'm sure you'll be fine. And it isn't as though having a few scars isn't common around here. Kaplan has one, right on his face!" Mitaka says, drawing a line down his temple and neck where the Colonel's scar travels. "So do many members of the Order. If anything, it will be a symbol of your honorable service."

Thanisson's lips are still trembling. "Honorable service won't get me a spouse that can tolerate looking at me."

Mitaka's heart catches in his throat. Spouse. Thanisson hadn't said wife. He'd said spouse, and why does that make Mitaka's hands feel damp in his gloves? He'd never thought there was a chance that Thanisson might return his affections. "Well," Mitaka says, embarrassed by the quiver in his voice. "I certainly don't mind. Scars, that is. I think they can be very, um. Enhancing, to the right face."

Thanisson frowns, his eyes dropping back to the covers. He pulls his hand away and tries to cross his arms, then winces. "I don't have that kind of face. You've got to have a masculine face for that to work, like Kaplan. Or be big and bulky, like Lord Ren. I look young. I'll just look silly." His lips turn down at the corners in a delicate moue that tugs at Mitaka's heart.

"You won't look silly," Mitaka insists. "You've never looked silly. You've always been pretty. And you don't even know how bad it will be, yet. If the Empire could keep Lord Vader on his feet, I am certain the Order can fix one single ear." Mitaka reaches for Thanisson's hand again – he wants it back, to know his friend is alive and feel the life in his warm hand, he needs to hold it – and Thanisson lets him take it, seeming relieved. Their fingers twine together. "The nurse told me you'd be all right."

"Hmm." Thanisson slips deeper into the pillows, his eyes closed, and Mitaka stays, holding his hand, staring at their hands clasped together – Thanisson's bare, his still in his glove. He wishes he'd thought to take his glove off first, but doesn't want to risk disturbing the moment to do it now. Mitaka thinks Thanisson may have fallen asleep, but when he checks, Thanisson is looking at him out of the corner of his barely-open eyes. "You called me pretty, 'Taka."

"Oh?" Mitaka's ears feel hot. "Did I?"

"Yes." Thanisson blinks at him, then looks away, the pink in his cheeks making him look more lively than he has since Mitaka first arrived. "Did you mean it?"

"I did," Mitaka says, gathering the bravery he has. He wasn't the one that survived an explosion today - surely he has the heart for this. "You're very pretty."

"You've never said so before," Thanisson whispers. "Do – do I have to get blown up for compliments?" His eyes are wide, and what Mitaka thinks might be hopeful.

Be brave, Mitaka thinks. He'd almost lost this chance. "You – you can have more than a compliment, if you'd like," he says, proud that his voice is steady. "If you heal up and get out of here, I'll take you to dinner in the officer's lounge." Thanisson's eyes widen further. "If – if you want, of course," Mitaka squeaks. Damn.

Thanisson swallows and his throat clicks. "Dinner?"

"If. If you want." Mitaka wants to sink through the floor. What was he thinking?

Thanisson tugs on his hand, pulling him forward as he struggles to lean up, and Mitaka is startled to realize that Thanisson is trying to kiss him, and closes the rest of the distance. It is worth it to let Thanisson's hand go for this, and he does, propping himself up on one arm to stay balanced and letting the rest of himself sway forward into the demand. Thanisson's undamaged hand grabs the back of his head and pulls him down, pressing their lips together.

"'Taka," Thanisson whispers. "Am I dreaming?"

Mitaka freezes. Oh Gods, is Thanisson too high to know what he's doing? "N-no," he whispers back. "This isn't a dream."

"Oh, thank the stars," Thanisson says, and pulls their mouths back together. The press of his tongue startles a moan out of Mitaka before his tongue wakes up and he returns it. He reaches up and cups the side of Thanisson's face, cradling the soft edge of his jaw, treasuring the intact skin, the pulse thrumming against his fingertips. Mitaka scoots closer, making sure that Thanisson does not have to lean up, and allowing himself the leverage to kiss him a little harder, a little more thoroughly, his heart running wild through his chest.

"Ahem."

Both of them startle, and Mitaka's heart jerks in his chest from a high race to a dead stop when he turns to see General Hux standing in the doorway, looking both annoyed and amused. Mitaka stands from the bed in a frantic stumble that nearly becomes a fall before he's able to snap off a salute to Hux.

"Sir!"

Thanisson salutes left-handed and awkward from the bed. "Sir," he says, looking anywhere but at Hux, his cheeks bright red. Mitaka cannot help but be glad to see the return of color to his face.

"I came to see if you were well after the incident in the hangar today," Hux says. "You performed your duties admirably."

"Th-thank you, sir!" "I also wanted to offer my condolences for the injuries you sustained in the line of duty," Hux says, tucking his arms behind his back and beginning to pace. The amusement that had been in his face fades into pure annoyance. "Suffice it to say, that if it were not for the lax security measures that Lord Ren had taken with his hostage, this entire incident would not have happened. I will do my best to make sure that he is not so..." Hux's upper lip curls with distaste. "Absent-minded in the future."

Thanisson looks at Mitaka, as if for help, and Mitaka looks back at him with wide-eyed unsurety and the barest shrug of motion in the shoulder away from Hux.

"Thank you, sir. I appreciate it, sir," Thanisson says, and that seems to satisfy Hux, who gives him a terse nod.

"Very well," Hux says, moving back towards the door. He pauses with his back to them. "I'm pleased to see that Lieutenant Mitaka is so...dedicated to your recovery." It sounds like he might be smiling, or possibly sneering, but Mitaka can't tell with his back to them, and stifles the strangled noise in his throat. "Yes, sir," Thanisson squeaks. "He's - "

Hux walks away with a harsh click of his boots before Thanisson can figure out what to say, and he drops back into the pillows with a sigh, throwing his hand over his face. "Oh, my God, 'Taka. The General came to see me - "

"And we were kissing."

Thanisson raises the hand off his face. "We were, weren't we?" He smiles, shy. "Would you like to kiss me again?"

Mitaka smiles at him. "I don't know. Do you think Lord Ren will come to apologize?"

Thanisson grins. "No."

"Then I would like nothing else more," Mitaka says, and kisses him again.

After a moment, Thanisson breaks the kiss and leans back with a sigh. Mitaka should go and let Thanisson rest, but he doesn't want to leave. He fluffs the pillows behind Thanisson's head and receives a sleepy little smile for his efforts, then places a tender kiss on Thanisson's forehead in return before he moves to the guest chair, making sure to pull it close to the bed so he can take Thanisson's hand.

"'Taka," Thanisson mumbles. "You should go sleep."

"I will," Mitaka says, though he doesn't plan on leaving. "Once you do."

Thanisson laughs, a soft tumble of breath onto the blankets pulled up to his chin. "I can't believe Hux caught us kissing when I've had a crush on you since second year. Of all the times."

"Of all the times," Mitaka says, though that really isn't the part of Thanisson's statement that he's concerned about. He swallows hard. "Since second year?" "Mhm," Thanisson says, and his chin tips down as he falls asleep, his fingers going lax in Mitaka's hand.

Mitaka looks at the soft fall of blond hair over Thanisson's forehead, the way his lashes lay in velvety shadows against his cheeks, and resolves to be even more brave in the future.

Spouse, Mitaka thinks, we'd be able to share quarters again, and doesn't know he's smiling when he falls asleep, leaning against the edge of the bed, Thanisson's hand loosely held in his own.

[finaliseur]

anonymous 》 Who is General Hux’s favorite employee?

❝ It's probably Major Abara. ❞

❝ You're just saying that because he's hot. ❞

❝ I don’t-! That's no way to speak to a superior, Petty Officer Thanisson. ...Wait, do you think he's hot? ❞

❝ It's me. ❞

❝ It's definitely not you. It's probably Mitaka.❞

❝ First of all, rude. I was joking. I think it was Vice Admiral Waada. The General gave her command of her own ship... ❞

❝ I don't know what's wrong with all of you. It's obviously Phasma. ❞

[fcalty]

to be called club president was a far stretch... it was more of a joke that ran widespread in the halls of the finalizer. probably started by thanisson, if dopheld knew any better. the petty officer had a thing for gossip and childish pranks. was it mitaka's fault that he had his best friend's interests at heart? all he wanted was for armitage to be happy. especially after his last break up with admiral asshole the second. that was what landed him the nickname "head of the hux protection squad" by opan and phasma.

the lieutenant sighed and put on his best smile for the upbeat radar technician. "it isn't really a club-" mitaka pauses. he decides to let matt entertain his little fantasy. it doesn't hurt, after all. "whats the news? give me the bad news first." he waited anxiously. part of him hoped matt had given up on trying to get risqué holos and information about the general.

while Kylo Ren and General Hux often butted heads (to put it lightly), the same couldn't be said of the presidents of their fan clubs, at least not from Matt's perspective. which is why the blond found himself so eager to slide next to the lone lieutenant. a goofy, lopsided smile and bright mischievous eyes did nothing to contain his excitement as he beamed down at @fcalty.

"so, i have some news - club related news. do uh, you want the good news or bad news first - and don't worry the bad news isn't that bad." he could hardly keep still, wanting nothing more than open the floodgates and share his little secrets and treasures with Mitaka. after all, if Matt was lucky he may just finally manage to convince the officer to give up something (hopefully juicy) about their lovely ginger General.

[wheresthebus]

Thanisson: General Hux gave me a get better soon card.

Mitaka: aw, that’s sweet.

Thanisson: I wasn’t sick. He just thought I could do better.

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

Thanisson: Look under there! Mitaka: Under where? Thanisson: You fool. You absolute buffoon. You are such a monumental idiot that you don't even realize what you just said. I am a verbal magician--

[teenagedirtbagbaby87-blog]

Things I want in the new Star Wars movie: Mitaka and Thanisson braiding Kylo's hair.

[textsfromfirstorder]

[generalarmitage-hux]

General, since you’re already engaged (which makes me a bit sad since I have a bit of a crush on you) and I’m all alone. Do you know of any guy, or girl you think would be a good match for someone like me? (I’m shy, but caring, a small girl with brown hair, and I’m loyal to the first order)

I’m General Hux not General Matchmaker! …………… Although, you and Lieutenant Mitaka or you and Petty Officer Thanisson would make quite a decent couple. I think either one would be perfect for you; both are rather timid. Both are loyal to the First Order. And they both seem to care a great deal about their jobs. So if they are both loyal and caring in the workforce, I’m sure they would be loyal and caring to you.

[the-fiction-witch]

Regulations

Media Star wars The Force Awakens

Character Petty Officer Thanisson

Couple Thanisson X Reader

Rating Smut

Kinktober Day Fourteen

Kinktober Concept Exhibitionism

Smut Exhibitionism / nudity/ risk of getting caught/ flashing/ full sex/ raw sex

I giggled a little as I glanced across to the chair beside me he caught my look of course. Thanisson and I had been sitting next to each other on the finalizer for forever now every day the same old thing sitting next to each other in the control room occasionally pressing buttons and sometimes giving into thought our headsets but most of the time we just sat endlessly bored. But Thanisson and I had come up with a little game to amuse us while we worked. The first order is known for being strict about everything especially our uniform at first it was small seeing how far we could push it before we got in trouble. Little things like: Replacing the black shoelaces in our boots with red, Rolling our sleeves higher than the allowed length, Parting our hair differently than the officer style.

Scandalous I know but if someone reported us we would both be in big trouble.

But we hadn't gotten caught meaning we had to keep upping the ante it became a competition of who could get away with the most outlandish thing, and of course, by now we were pretty far.

He gave me a sly smirk and undid a button on his jacket revealing he didn't have his shirt on below his jacket I kept looking so he kept pulling it back revealing his whole bare shoulder but the door opened so he quickly fixed it and we pretended to get on with our work, I smirked a little glancing to him and he smirked at me so I undid a couple of the buttons on my uniform exposing that I too hadn't worn my shirt or my bra I managed to undo my shirt completely holding it a moment as to not expose me before I opened it up wide turning red but enjoying the thrill of it, he began to gasp but undid his own revealing his bare chest too completely slipping his shirt off leaving it to pool at his waist we both couldn't stop our giggles.

I heard the door so we both quickly fixed ourselves up focusing on work for a while until I caught him again this time he was undoing his pants revealing he had nothing below them pulling out his erection and giving it a gentle stroke I giggled blowing him a little kiss he smirked at me so I smiled undoing my own pulling them down and opening my legs to expose my pussy gently stroking my clit making him groan, I heard the door again so we both quickly covered up but I noticed that was everyone leaving for lunch making us the only ones here I bit my lip looking at him he bit his own and smirked glancing down I undid my pants kicking them off and he pushed his down to his ankles I jumped from my seat to sit on his lap quickly letting him slip inside me "Uhh fuck" he gasps quietly "We have to be quick if you don't wanna get caught" I remind him undoing my shirt so he could play with my tits as I bounced "I know pet, fast. or we'll both get in trouble" he smirked undoing his own so I could stroke and nuzzle his bare chest as he thrust up into me we both moved as fast as possible desperate to get off but also not to get caught even if it was so thrilling to think as we pushed away our clothes more and more that we sat in the control room almost naked having raw sex doing our best to stay as quiet as possible I knew we were both getting close when I heard the door.

We both moved as quickly as we could I jumped back into my seat grabbing my clothes from the floor just using them to cover me as I had no time to get them back on and Thanisson did much the same quickly pulling his pants up and his jacket closed as someone came in grabbed something and left again. as soon as the door shut we couldn't stop our giggles as we started getting re dressed I did think about jumping back but I'm so happy I didn't as everyone flooded back from lunch and then-

The door opened and his voice spoke up as I was doing up my jacket "Uniform inspection!" Commander Hux shouted and we glanced at each other turning bright red 'shit' he mouthed we quickly fixed as much as we could and stood for inspection thanisson first as the commander and his guards paced around him I had to admit it was so exciting to think if we would get away with his thinking of poor thanisson naked below that uniform his cock likely still covered in juiced from our raw sex meer moments before "One. don't let it happen again" he warns "Yes sir" he nods taking his disapinaiary for his red shoelaces I'm surprised he didn't get caught for anything else but they always do the boy's checks a little more loosely "Alright Your turn officer" "Yes sir" I nodded trying not to blush given I was utterly naked below this one layer if they merely undid my buttons they would see my bare breasts holding my legs tight together where they ached from excitement from earlier it was so thrilling I wanted to giggle as they checked me over thanisson giving me a sly eye or trying to without getting caught "Undo your shirt" "Why sir?" "I have a suspicion you're uniform is not to regulation" I didn't know what to do, or how I'd get out of this "Well no sir it isn't" "Why have you purposely disregarded regulations?" "Well sir" I began doing my best to think as I spoke but not sound like I was making it up as I went along "My breasts have been growing so much lately sir, they've been getting so big, the supplied undergarments don't fit me anymore, I put in a request for bigger sizes but they have yet to arrive so I've had no choice but to work without one sir" I explained "I see. I'll let it slide temporarily." he nods "Thank you sir" I blushed "Next," he said moving on to the next person "Good job" Thanisson smiled as he leant closer "Dare you to undo your pants and flash the commander while he checks the next line" I whispered glancing at those in front of us "Your on" he smirked "If you do it with me pet" "Deal" I smirked we tried not to blush or to giggle as he checked the next line and as he faced away I undid my shirt flashing my tits and thanisson flashed his cock it was quick as he wasn't turned around very long and we quickly fixed ourselves "What's going on with you two?" He snapped noticing how red we hade both turned "Forgive us sir, we remained while everyone else went to lunch mind getting ancy sir" Thanisson explained "Alright you two have been checked go on" he said "Thank you sir" I smiled and we bolted out the command centre giggling like teenagers.

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Summary:

A small series of stories about Petty Officer Thanisson and Dopheld Mitaka sharing different moments together.

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Alternative Accommodation by GenerallyHuxurious

| A Thanician fic on AO3 | Explicit | 3,602 words |

When Thanisson's roommate returns to the Finalizer and ruins his sex life Thanisson decides to take his boyfriend somewhere special. Now where might Matt the lowly Radar Technician most like to have sex?

A crack ship that became serious, welcome to my rarepair...

Written for the prompt "We can't do that here!"

Additional Tags-  Established Relationship, Matt Isn't Kylo Ren, Rare Pairings, Sneakiness, Breaking and Entering, Hero Worship, Obsession, Surprises, Size Difference, Clothed Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Sexual Fantasy, Fantasizing, Dirty Talk, Bad Dirty Talk, Idiots in Love, Glasses

The actor who plays Thanisson was born in 1990. No really, look it up if you don't believe me.