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Wrecker my sweet gentle giant, I miss you 🥰🥺 thanks so much for writing and for tagging!! I'm loading up on fanfic to reread over the next few days!

Read to Me

Pairing: Wrecker x F!Medic Reader Summary: Wrecker loves it when you read to him. This time, he asks you to read something spicier. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI; Super light angst, Smut, uprotected p in v (wrap it up friends), oral (f receiving), fluff WC: 4k A/N: It's been a minute since I've written a SW fic and I started this literally a year ago but I woke up missing this gentle giant so I felt inspired to finish it. Listened to this song while finishing it.

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“That doesn’t seem like a normal data report.” Crosshair’s smoky voice is behind you as you sit on the hatch of the Marauder.

You turn and see that he’s looking over your shoulder, staring directly down at your datapad that currently has a smutty scene in the book you’re reading.

“It’s a book.” Your cheeks immediately burn with embarrassment. “Mind your own business.”

Wrecker’s ears perk up. “What kind of book?”

Your entire body goes warm at the thought of Wrecker knowing what kind of books you read when you’re not reading to him at night. It’s a nighttime tradition. You lay in your bunk directly across from Wrecker’s and you read him to sleep. He says he loves the sound of your voice and that it helps calm him down at night. You love reading to him as much as he does. Which is why this is incredibly embarrassing.

You shoot daggers at Crosshair and he reaches one of his incredibly long arms around you, plucking your datapad right out of your hands and starts to step away.

“Crosshair! Give it back!” You shout.

And then Crosshair does something even more mortifying. He starts reading it out loud.

“Jahret takes Leema in his arms and pushes her up against the wall, forcing her legs to separate with his knee between them. As a result, she grinds her already wet warmth-”

You tackle Crosshair to the durasteel floor of the Marauder and he smirks when you land on top of him with an “oof.”

“You’re such a karking asshole.” You snatch the datapad away and start to get up, Wrecker lending out a hand in the process.

You take his hand and give him an appreciative smile, still embarrassed as you walk away to the fresher to hide for a bit. He follows you with concerned eyes.

“Why’d ya do that?” Wrecker lightly shoves Crosshair when you disappear.

Crosshair smirks. “You ought to have her read that book to you. I think you’ll like it better than the other stuff she reads to you.”

Wrecker furrows his brows at his brother, confused. When he heard Crosshair reading out loud what you’d been reading made him go warm in the face, though, that much he did know. He didn’t think it was embarrassing, though. He wants to ask you, though, he isn’t sure how, without embarrassing you further.

Would you ever read that out loud if he asked? Would that be pushing it too far? It really has to do more with how you read. He really loves going to sleep to the sound of your voice.

There’s a knock on the fresher door and you get up off the floor and open it, thinking that one of the guys needs to use the fresher. Instead, and thankfully, you’re met with your favorite pair of warm brown eyes and a kind smile.

“Oh, Wrecker.” You feel yourself flush and divert your eyes to the fresher sink. “Sorry, do you need the fresher?”

“No, I was just…” He rubs the back of his head, as if he isn’t sure how to say what’s on his mind.

You’ve never seen the larger man so timid.

“Just…?” You look back up at him.

He can’t stop looking at your lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss them. He always does, though. He always wants to kiss you. Always.

“Just wonderin’ how come you don’t read that kinda book to me?” He smiles.

You go hot in the face at the thought of reading that kind of book to Wrecker. “Oh… I mean… it’s just… Kark. I don’t know.” You cross your arms, leaning against the wall.

“Would you… ever…?” He tries to ask you, tilting his head, smiling that incredibly heartwarming smile that you could never ever say no to.

“You really want me to?” You raise your eyebrows up in surprise.

He shrugs. “I like when you read all sorts of books to me.”

You smile up at him. “Alright… But… we should probably set some ground rules… shouldn’t we?”

He guides you out to your bunk and climbs in with you, pulling the curtain closed. It’s a little cramped with him so close in such a small space, but you don’t mind. You cross your legs, sitting against the wall and Wrecker lays his head in your lap.

“What kind of rules, mesh’la?” Wrecker smiles up at you.

“Well… I mean… I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you in any way. So maybe we shouldn’t… you know, act on any feelings this kind of book stirs inside of us.” You go absolutely hot in the face at the thought of recreating any of these scenes with him. Does he know you feel the way you do about him? Would he ever reciprocate these feelings one day? Probably not.

“Mesh’la, you could never take advantage of me.” He reaches around and pats your knee and you smile down at him. “Trust me.”

You nod. “Alright then.”

Pulling your datapad back up, you push one of the books that you’d not read yet that you’d been saving for a while. It’s a forbidden romance between a princess and a Jedi knight.

At one point, Wrecker starts to close his eyes and you think he’s going to fall asleep, his breathing becoming deep and even. You didn’t get to any spicy scenes yet, so those will probably be for tomorrow’s reading. Tonight, you just enjoy the feel of the large man in your lap, smiling down at him as you trace lines over his face. When you trail your fingers over his lips, he presses a soft kiss to them and you go fuzzy all over, your chest tightening.

You’re so gone for this man, it’s not even funny. Maybe to Crosshair, because that kriffing asshole absolutely knew what he was doing when he pulled that little stunt earlier.

“Come here.” Wrecker’s gruff, yet soft voice tells you, his eyes still closed.

“Hm?” You look down at him, sleepily.

“Will you cuddle with me?” He asks.

How could you say no?

He lifts up his head slightly for you to maneuver between him and the wall. He rests his arm so that you can rest your head against it. You expected it to be hard and uncomfortable because of all of his muscles, but it’s not. He’s not. It’s the comfiest you’ve felt since joining up in the GAR.

Wrecker reaches down and pulls your leg over his and it becomes even more comfortable. His arm that you’re laying on wraps around you and you move your head to his chest, which is somehow just as comfortable. It occurs to you that you probably won’t ever get to sleep this comfortably again, so you may as well enjoy it. And like he said… you aren’t taking advantage of this. Right?

The hyperspace and ship sounds lull you to sleep almost right away, and as sleep starts to take you, you think you feel Wrecker pull you even closer.

When you wake up, you find yourself still wrapped in Wrecker’s arms, practically on top of him. You realize that and then sit up.

“Morning.” You hear Wrecker’s sweet voice and you rub your eyes, looking down at him.

“Good morning.” You smile.

“Come back here.” He opens his arm again.

You peek around the curtain and see that no one’s here, which means you’ve made it back to Kamino for your supply run. You lay back down in the crook of Wrecker’s arm, resting your hand on his warm chest and throwing your leg back over his own.

You’re glad that Hunter’s not here so he can’t hear your heart absolutely racing against your chest. Can Wrecker feel it?

Does he know how your heart beats only for him?

“Slept so good last night. Oughta sleep in your bunk like this more.” He tells you.

You nod in agreement. “I agree. Anytime you want.”

He smiles down at you and then looks at your hand on his chest.

“D’you think maybe we could read more of that book. It was a really good story.” Wrecker requests.

You swallow and it sounds loud to your own ears. A spicier scene is about to come up, you know it. The princess and Jedi had gotten themselves into a tough situation where she was almost taken and now they’re hiding out and there’s a ton of sexual tension.

“Unless ya don’t want to, then we can get up and go meet the guys.” Wrecker offers, noticing you thinking.

You smile up at him. “Yeah, big guy. We can read more.”

He reaches up behind the pillow and grabs your datapad, handing it to you. You cuddle in close, getting comfortable again. His fingers trail down your arm, over your hand, until they settle on your hip. Heat courses through your veins and you try your best to keep a content sigh from escaping your lips.

“A-alright.” You start reading again with a slightly shaky breath.

When you get to the spicy scene, you pause for a moment and Wrecker looks down at you.

“Y-you’re sure?” You murmur.

“Go on.” He squeezes your hip, sending electricity through your body.

You nod. “Right. Okay.”

So you continue reading, reading about how the princess gets down on her knees for Jedi . He tries to ask her if they should really be doing this but she tells him how badly she wants him. She needs him. He tells her the same. The Jedi doesn’t stop her as she releases his length from his pants and starts to lick long stripes up it until she takes him in her mouth-

Your entire body is hot as you read and just when you think you’ve gotten used to the scene, you feel a twitch in Wrecker’s pants. It’s a normal reaction, of course. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling a certain way about it as well. But still… It's hard to ignore.

As you continue to read about the princess and Jedi knight starting to make love, it’s impossible to miss the tent in Wrecker’s pants becoming more evident. His grip on your hip tightens and you nearly combust right then. This was a monumentally horrible idea.

When the chapter ends, you put your data pad down and lay there with him. Both of your chests are rising a little more rapidly.

“That was uh…” Wrecker rubs a hand down his face and then clenches his hand, sitting it to his side.

His grip on your hip never lessens, though.

“We better go find the guys.” You whisper.

“Right, right. Yeah.” Wrecker nods.

You start to get up to carefully climb over him, but he moves at the same time that you start to stretch a leg over the side and it causes you to fall on top of him. Your warmth lands roughly against his hardened length and you both groan loudly.

His hands find both of your hips this time and he grips tightly. You stare at each other, both afraid to move.

“Mesh’la…” Wrecker whispers, pupils blown wide. “Please…”

“W-we shouldn’t…” You whisper, really wanting to give in, your hands on his firm chest, gripping the fabric of his bodysuit.

He’s only begging like this because of his sexual frustration because of the book. It has nothing to do with you. But still… with the way he’s looking up at you…

He tests the waters by guiding you over his length. You let out a needy whimper as your underwear rubs against your clit just right.

“Do… do ya… want it?” His deep voice goes straight to your warmth and you can only let out a nod.

He nods back up at you and starts to guide you slowly, painfully slow, over his length, the friction building up the most agonizing, yet delicious feeling against your clothed pussy.

He lets out a strained groan. “Please, mesh’la… I’ll treat ya so good.”

You believe him. Fuck… you really believe him.

Wrecker watches as you lick your lips, completely hypnotized, needing to taste you. All of you. He doesn’t think he’s ever wanted something or someone so badly.

As if the Force itself is dragging him upright, he pulls you against himself and kisses you with more passion than he’s ever felt toward any explosive ever. Which is a lot. But kissing you is like his very own firework. It’s explosive and beautiful and makes his heart hammer in his chest.

When you and Wrecker pull apart, neither of you can stop smiling at the other. His smile makes you feel whole, like all of the parts that have ever been taken from you are put back together, by him.

Both yours and Wrecker’s pupils are completely blown with lust… and something else. At least, for you it’s something else. Could he possibly feel the same way you do?

“Will you let me, pretty girl?” He murmurs, starting to grind you back and forth over his now painfully hard length again. “Will you let me make you cum? Please… I’ll- I’ll make ya cum so good…”

You’d let him do whatever he wanted to you at this point because Maker, he’s huge… and the sound of his voice is doing something to you.

His cock is throbbing against your clothed core and you know that the only answer could be yes at this point, your silly rule be damned.

With an eager nod, you can’t help but practically beg. “Fuck… Wreck… Please.”

You could definitely come like this for him. But before you get the chance to find out, he carefully guides you over onto your back, opens the curtain and gets down onto the durasteel floors of the Marauder, falling to his knees.

You watch with parted lips as he smirks up at you. He guides your pants and underwear down your legs, letting them fall to the floor.

The others could walk in at any moment, you realize. But somehow… you just don’t think you care. Let them watch if they want. You need Wrecker. Now.

He slides his hands up your bare legs, settling on your thighs and you take note of how huge they look against your own skin.

“So kriffing pretty.” He grins before lifting your legs and guiding them over his shoulders, his large hands gripping your thighs, holding you in place.

“You’re pretty.” You stroke his hand, looking down at him.

He gives a flustered look and kisses your inner thigh, making you squirm a little bit. The way he looks up at you makes your insides flutter and you can’t help but guide his face toward your warmth. He gives you a satisfied smirk that says that he knows what you want… what you need.

He does exactly what you need. He dives his tongue deep into your pussy, making you gasp loudly. Your hand flies to his head, holding him there. He lets out a deep chuckle against your warmth, vibrating against you.

“Fuck cyar’ika… Knew you’d taste so good.” He murmurs before his lips latch onto your clit.

Wet sounds below you lead you to realize you’ve never been this wet before. Not even when pleasuring yourself.

“You- you knew? You think about it?” You whimper.

“Ev’ry night.” He grunts as he continues to taste and tease you until you’re a shaking mess.

He pushes your knees back to your chest, spreading your pussy with his fingers as he continues to eat you like a man starved.

The way his lips latch onto your clit has your back arching up off the bed and when he starts to hum, you’re immediately thrown over the edge with virtually no warning, gasping loud enough that it trails into a moan, echoing throughout the ship.

“Maker… Knew you’d cum so pretty too…” He groans, kissing your cunt like a man in love, causing you to tremble. “Like an angel…”

“Yeah?” You go warm all over.

He nods, trailing his hands up and down your bare thighs.

“Come here.” You murmur, guiding him back into the bunk with you.

He gets back up into the bunk, hovering over you as he leans down and kisses you, causing you to taste your eagerness on his lips and tongue. You moan softly against his lips and he smirks into the kiss. “You like the way you taste?” He whispers, roughly.

You let out a needy whine, nodding.

“Pretty girl…” He hums softly as he trails his lips down your jaw and neck, to your collarbone, making you grip his shoulders.

“Too clothed.” You complain, softly.

He chuckles softly and leans back on his knees to pull his shirt off, dropping it to the durasteel floor. You sit up slightly to pull your own shirt off. His eyes go wide momentarily at the sight of you and he comes back down to crush his lips to yours.

“You’re perfect…” He whispers when he pulls away to sit back up to kick off his pants.

The moment that you see his length, your jaw drops and you start to wonder if he’s going to fit.

“I’ll go slow.” He promises you as he comes back to you, clearly reading your facial expressions as he hovers over you again.

You nod, trusting him. You always have, and always will. Whether it’s out in the field or here in bed…

“You still want it?” He asks, looking between the two of you.

“Yes.” You murmur, reassuring him. “Stars, yes.”

He chuckles and kisses you again.

“Never gonna get tired of kissin’ ya.” He promises you, lifting a leg so he can get a better angle.

“Makes two of us.” You grin up at him.

He starts to line his tip up with your entrance and the stretch around his tip alone makes you gasp.

“Ready?” He looks down at you.

“Please…” You look back up at him and he gives you his grin that makes you feel whole. Wrecker’s eyes glance back down at the way your pussy starts to take his tip easily and he can’t help the rough groan that escapes his lips. His grip on your thigh tightens as he starts to push into you a bit more. He looks to you for permission to slide in fully and you nod. “Please…” You whisper, clenching around him already.

He lets out a soft growl and pushes into you the rest of the way, making both of you let out a breathless moan. He grips your other thigh as he bottoms out.

“Feels better than I coulda imagined…” He groans. “So good…”

You nod in agreement, rather speechless. You’ve never felt so full just from a partner before so it almost feels like the first time all over again.

“You okay?” He murmurs, looking down at you with a confident and knowing smile.

You nod again. “Perfect… Keep going, Wreck…”

Wrecker pulls out just to push back in and you let out a needy gasp. He groans loudly and repeats the motion, clearly loving the reaction he can get out of you.

One of his hands travels up to your breast to grope you tightly making you clench around him. He lets out a low growl and starts to speed up his thrusts.

“Feels so good…” He grits between his teeth.

All you can manage is an agreed whimper, which makes him smirk.

“Shoulda had you read more books like that before…” He groans as his head falls back, his hands roaming to your hips to grip you tightly, basically using you to get himself off.

It’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. And heard. The wet sounds between the two of you is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before.

“Wrecker…” You beg softly.

“What is it, pretty girl?” He lets go of your hips and falls forward over you, burying his face in your neck, kissing and licking in a way that’s going to make you fall apart.

“Let me ride you…” You murmur, almost shyly.

Wrecker pulls away from your neck to look at you and you can see his eyes darken. Wordlessly, he pulls out of you and rolls over onto his back so that you can climb on top of him. You waste no time sinking down onto his cock which makes the two of you groan loudly against each other.

You grip his firm chest, steadying yourself so that you can grind against his hips, the new angle stretching you in a way that you’ve never had before.

“So… big…” You gasp as you clench around him again.

He smirks up at you, clearly pleased with himself as his hands find your waist, guiding you back and forth.

“Wanna see you cum again… touch yourself…” He murmurs.

You go hot all over at his command and immediately do what you’re told. Your fingers fall down to your clit and you instantly clench around him.

“Atta girl.” He praises you, his voice low with need.

You let out soft whimpers and moans as you get closer and closer to finishing again.

“Kriff… Look so pretty on top of me like that…” His hands grip your waist in a bruising manner, like he’s trying to hold back.

You believe him when he says it. No man has ever looked at you the way that Wrecker looks at you. Like he… loves you…

“Maker, Wreck… I’m gonna…” You gasp. “Yeah you are… Go on mesh’la… cum for me again… Wanna feel it around my cock this time.” He practically begs.

Your fingers speed up on your clit, applying a little more pressure as you chase your orgasm that you desperately want to give Wrecker.

“W-with me?” You ask, hoping he knows what you mean.

He nods. “Yes, ma’am.”

You groan softly as you grip his firm broad chest with your free hand and end up moaning when he starts bouncing you up and down on his cock. Your head falls back as your moans get louder, more pleading.

“That’s it, cyare… that’s it.” He groans as your orgasm is practically ripped from your body, causing your fingers to fall away from your clit so you can cup your hand over your mouth to keep from screaming. “Where-”

“In me…”

“Kriff…” He groans as his hips still and he fills you with himself, causing you to fall forward against his chest.

You bury your face into his warm neck as you both pant against each other, trying to return your breathing to normal. He always smells like a warm sunny beach day and it’s intoxicating… comforting… You're both quiet for a while, his fingers trailing up and down your back. It’s the most calm you’ve felt in so long that you’re not ready to get up anytime soon. You just hope Wrecker’s brothers are willingly giving you privacy.

“How are you feeling?” He asks you, softly.

You rest your chin on the back of your hand, which is settled against his chest, and look up at him. “Perfect.”

“Good. You are, ya know… perfect…” He murmurs, reaching and brushing his lips against your forehead.

You go warm again and reach up to brush your lips against his. His hand falls to your lower back, keeping you in place.

“I’ve been waiting so long to do that…” He tells you.

“How long?” You smile sweetly at him as you brush your lips against his chest.

“Since the day you joined the squad…” He tells you, sheepishly.

“Me too.” You tell him, honestly.

“You have?” His eyebrows raise in surprise.

You nod, grinning widely at him. “Of course I have.”

He crushes his lips to yours again and pushes you over onto your back, getting carried away, which you wouldn’t have a problem with except you hear footsteps coming up the hatch of the Marauder.

“Kriff…” He groans, pulling the blanket up over the two of you so no one sees anything, not having time to pull the curtain closed.

You hear Hunter and Echo’s chuckle but they don’t have anything to say… yet. Crosshair, however…

“Looks like that reading really paid off for you, Wrecker.” Crosshair smirks as he walks by, taking note of the clothes discarded on the floor.

You and Wrecker both roll your eyes and cuddle closer. For now, you won’t let anything ruin this moment between the two of you.

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