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starry-crossing-zone · 1 month

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General Storyteller - Rex

Summary: After the Battle of Kamino, Rex finds you surrounded by clone cadets. Length: 1.4k Warnings: Post-Battle; Lots of Teasing; Rex's Flirting is Improving

The battle of Kamino had yielded heavy and unfortunate losses, but the Republic managed to repel the Separatists in the end. Rex, after promoting Echo and Fives to ARC Troopers, sought out the generals. He walked over to where Jesse and Hardcase were relaxing, assuming they would have an idea.

“Has anyone seen the generals?” Rex asked, resting his bucket against his hip.

“General Skywalker’s at the south end of the city, but I have a feeling that you’re not asking about him,” Jesse quipped, causing Rex to narrow his eyes. “She’s with Kix in the infirmary.”

“You know how she always turns into a mother hen after battle,” Hardcase reminded his captain, leaning back against the wall. He elbowed Jesse with a mischievous grin. “She’s probably giving shinies heart attacks.”

“Well, if she can make our esteemed captain blush, what hope do the shinies have, Hardcase?”

Rex, tuning out the rest of their conversation, turned and made his way to the infirmary. Due to the overflow from battle, it had expanded into the mess hall. But Rex assumed that a Jedi would be easy to spot among the clones and Kaminoans. But when he didn’t spot you, Rex made his way over to Kix, who was setting another trooper’s ankle.

“Kix, have you seen the general?”

“She’s in the other room,” Kix stated, pointing to his right. “You won’t be able to miss her.”

Rex raised an eyebrow, but continued on his way. Stepping into one of the wings of the infirmary, Rex paused when he spotted exactly what Kix was talking about. You sat at the end of the room, smiling and talking with all of the young clone cadets gathered around you.

“And then the bridge started to collapse,” you retold dramatically as you carefully bandaged up a cadet’s wrist. “The Separatists planted detonators along the bridge and lured us onto it. And the tactical droid tried to blow us all up.”

“How did you escape?” one of the cadets asked, sitting on the edge of his seat.

“Well, we started running. Anakin and I pushed your brothers to safety with the Force because all of you and all of your brothers in every corner of this galaxy are important to us.”

You gently poked one of the cadets on the tip of his nose to emphasize your point. He blushed bright red, reminding you of another clone, and looked down at his feet bashfully while one of his brothers grabbed his shoulders from behind.

“And no good leader and certainly no good Jedi would say otherwise,” you added, looking out around at the clone cadets.

Rex was quite sure that the meaning behind your story was not part of the approved Kaminoan curriculum, but he couldn’t help but smile at his younger brothers’ reactions to your story. You smiled and finished up with bandaging a cadet’s wrist before continuing with the story.

“But then we had to run to safety ourselves. Now, Anakin was lucky enough that he was standing close to the edge. So, he escaped easily. But I wasn’t so lucky because a lingering detonator went off right behind me, causing me to lose my balance.”

“What happened next?” a cadet gasped.

“Shhh!” one of the other cadets shushed his brother.

“I’m getting to it,” you promised them with a chuckle. “As I was saying, your brother, Captain Rex, grabbed a long gun—right out of Mule’s hands, mind you—and shot a cable at me.”

“Did he hit you?” one of the cadets asked quickly.

“Do you think I’d miss, Cadet?” Rex called out teasingly.

“Captain Rex!” the cadets called turning around to see him walking towards them.

They all jumped to their feet and stood at attention. Rex stopped in front of the crowd of his young brothers and dismissed them, urging them to sit down again. He turned to you as the cadets got settled again. And even though Rex felt a familiar heat start to climb up his neck, he moved to take a seat on one of the beds. Clearing his throat as you offered him a soft smile, he nodded.

“You were saying, General.”

“Right, Captain,” you mused before turning back to his brothers. “No, Captain Rex didn’t hit me with the cable. It landed in front of me and I held onto it as the bridge tumbled down. And with some help from some of your other brothers, he pulled me up to safety.”

“Captain Rex saved your life?”

“Yes, he did,” you stated without hesitation.

“To be fair, you’ve saved mine a number of times, General,” Rex spoke up, causing you to smile.

“Yes, shall I tell all of you one of those stories next?”

The cadets cheered but Rex got back to his feet and motioned towards the door. You nodded and slowly stood up, causing the cadets to sigh and whine. Giving them a kind smile, you kneeled down so that you were eye level with all of them again.

“I must go back to being a general. But you should try and find General Kenobi, for he’s an even better story teller than me. But which battalion is the best in the GAR again?”

“The 501st!”

“And don’t you forget it,” Rex added, causing his younger brothers to grin.

Bidding the cadets goodbye, you stood up and walked with Rex out of the infirmary. The two of you moved in silence for a moment before Rex turned to you with a soft look.

“You survived the battle alright, General?”

“I should be asking you that question, Rex. This is your home. All of your homes.” You sighed and added quietly, “I’m sorry we didn’t defend it better.”

“Kamino was always a target to the Seppies,” Rex stated, turning to look forward again. “But thank you, General.” Clearing his throat a bit, Rex turned forward once again. “And thank you for looking after the cadets. They were bred for war, but they were never trained for it to happen in their own home.”

“Of course,” you returned, nodding politely. “I have a soft spot for children. I believe my master’s habits rubbed off on me.”

“It’s not a bad habit to have.”

“Well, and clone cadets are adorable. In a way, the clones and the Jedi have a lot in common. We were raised communally as well. It’s a setup most citizens find unnatural, almost.”

“Well, your people can move things with their minds. My brothers and I all share the same face. They might not be far off,” Rex quipped, causing you to chuckle.

Stepping into the lift together, you stood side by side as you made your way back to the upper floors of the facility. No doubt that Shaak Ti and Obi-Wan were looking for the two of you. Placing your hands on your hips and turned to Rex with a mischievous smile.

“What were you like as a cadet, Rex?”

“Top of my class, of course.”

“Of course,” you agreed teasingly, causing Rex to tilt his chin up. “But don’t tell me that you were always this stoic and brooding.”

“Brooding?” Rex repeated, earning a laugh in return.

“Come on, Rex. You must have broken a few rules in your time on Kamino.”

“I would assume as many as you did when you were a padawan, General.”

“My master was on the Jedi High Council, so I had an image to uphold.” After a moment, you added with a grin, “But also more time unsupervised. And, well, Anakin was a poor influence on me.” Your smile softened as you turned back to Rex. “Perhaps I’ll tell you some of those stories one day, Captain.”

“I look forward to it, General.”

Stepping off the elevator together, you and Rex shared a smile before Commander Cody called out to the two of you. Rex winced when he spotted Cody’s knowing look and you pulled on a more professional expression in the presence of the marshal commander.

“General Kenobi requested your assistance with moving some of the larger pieces of debris,” Cody told you. “He’s in the eastern part of the city.”

“Thank you, Commander Cody, I will go meet him.” Nodding to Cody, you turned to Rex, who returned your burning gaze. “I’ll see you later, Captain.”

And with that, you walked down the hall and away from them. You couldn’t help but glance over your shoulder at Rex. Staring after you until your figure disappeared around the corner, Rex ignored Cody’s stare and smirk. Rolling his eyes, Rex brushed past his brother.

“I didn’t interrupt anything, did I?” Cody called after him, causing Rex to wince.

“Stow it, Cody.”

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cc1010fox · 4 months

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Announcer: Welcome to the Coruscant Cage Fights, boys! Where we fight our brothers because our brothers don't break easily. The rules are posted on every wall, but the most important rule is: No one warn the newbies about Commander Fox. Fives, through the laughter of other clones: Commander Fox? Of the Coruscant Guard? What? Does he come in and break up the fights? Rex: Shhh! They're about to announce the first match. Echo: Please don't be me and Fives. We train together every day... Announcer: Speaking of Commander Fox, remember, if you sign up as an ARC trooper, you volunteer to be matched with commanders. So let's hear it for our busy leader, Commander Fox! Fives, through the cheers: He fights? Rex: Oh yeah. Come on, let me be his opponent. Echo: Why? That sounds like a boring match. Announcer: Everyone send your condolences to his opponent-- Fives: Tch. Rex: Me! Me. Come ooon... Announcer: ARC Trooper Fives! Rex: You? Why not m--Just don't embarrass me. Echo: You're fighting a commander? Fives: It's just Commander Fox. How bad could it be? Rex: Well--Actually, nevermind. Fox, announcing to the crowd: I won't be able to take my time on this one. I have to get to the prison in half an hour. Fives, to Fox: I don't know the etiquette here. Do I let you win so you can get back to work--? Fox: ...I can be late. An hour later: Fives: Wh--...Where am I? Rex: Med bay. Fives: This isn't our med bay... Echo: That's not a good sign. Rex: No, this is the Coruscant Guard's... Fives: When did we arrive on Coruscant? Rex: Oof. Fox didn't just knock you to the ground, he knocked you into the past. Echo: He didn't just beat you, he punished you. Fives: ...Wait. It's all coming back to me...You knew he could fight like that, didn't you? Why didn't you warn me? Rex: It's literally against the rules.

#Commander Fox #Captain Rex #ARC Trooper Fives #ARC Trooper Echo #[ It's because it's always entertaining to see how shocked people are to learn that Fox can fight. ]#Vencuyanir ‖ Queue

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theladyfulcrum · 1 year

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Come here children. Come here. Sit down. Take my hands. Listen.

Here’s what we are not going to do. We are not going to let them unravel us and leave us in a heap of bawling bodies. They want us to sob until our eyes fall out and we rupture our abdominal organs because they’re heartless and sadistic and part of STAR WARS—shhh, steady—but we are going to remain CALM. Call it denial, call it call it bargaining, call it what you will, but he’s not gone.

Deep breaths, all together now. Crying is cathartic and necessary for coping with the emotional abuse we endure at the hands of Filoni et al., but don’t cry from lost hope. I’m serious. Was it among the worst things we could have possibly been forced to watch? Has a good majority of the fandom been mulling where the hell we are supposed to find the will to go on after that? Of course. But they’ll be back. And Tech will be, too.

Hush, child. Listen to me.

There was a reason he fell into cloud-cover. He could have been falling into anything. Water can be lethal from that height, yes, but let’s all just remember what Hunter pulled in War-Mantle with falling OUT OF A SHIP and down a LITERAL MOUNTAIN and surviving that with JUST HIS KNIFE. HIS KNIFE, KIDS. Tech accepted what he was doing, and he was okay with dying if that was what this meant, but he’s Tech. Once he fell from view he did whatever he could to increase his odds of getting out of it alive. Trust.

Speaking of falling from view— we know the Clone Wars rules. No body, no confirmed death. Forget that— we know the STAR WARS rules. Even if someone gets SLICED IN HALF before your VERY EYES and FALLS AN INDETERMINABLE-BUT-DEFINITELY-NOT-SURVIVABLE DISTANCE, they STILL aren’t dead. Further still, if you had put the two scenes in front of me with no context, I would have said Echo’s death in an EXPLOSION of FIRE seemed more final and certain that Tech falling away from us. And no, I don’t care about the argument that it’s a kId’S ShOW so they wouldn’t show us the body. Go watch Colt’s death and get back to me. Or you know, pretty much any Clone Wars episode.

BUT THE GOGGLES, you wail. I know, dear heart, I know. I see the cracks in them every time I close my eyes. But Hemlock getting his hands on those isn’t confirmation of anything other than what we already know— no matter where he wound up, Tech is having a Very Bad Time™️. Whether he lost them on the extremely unpleasant way down or whether he’s being experimented on in critical condition is hardly a nicer thing to know, but we’ll take just about anything right now if it means we’ll see our boy again, won’t we?

Shhh, I’m not through. We also have that scene with Phee. If it had been a true goodbye, if Tech had shown an ounce of the development he had with Omega about differences in emotional processing and communication, you’d have seen my soul depart through the atmosphere. But no. That scene’s entire purpose was to be unresolved. Was it just to make us incurably sad in retrospect? Maybe. But my gut says no— there’s more he needs to say to her.

On that note, the same goes for Tech and Crosshair. I refuse to believe we’ll never see them together again. I don’t have anything stronger than my refusal, but my feelings on this are rock solid. There’s also the important issue of THE Bad Batch theme— you know how they’ve established a precedent of not using it unless the whole Batch is together? Collectively, we’re going to refuse to believe they’re going to break that now. And there’s too much love for that theme to never hear it again.

Finally, beloveds, we come to our old favorite: story analysis. You know I’m insufferable about this, but listen. If we look at screenwriting, if we look at story structure, if we look at BEATS, this is the old “DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL” for the Batch (and us obviously). It’s the ALL IS LOST. The EVERYTHING IS AWFUL AND THE HEROES ARE AT THEIR LOWEST LOW. It’s the classic “oh my god this second installment is EMOTIONAL TORTURE HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME” that we can point to in novels, shows, and film series again and again. It’s the ESB ending, it’s the Catching Fire ending, it’s the Rebels S2 AHSOKA IS D E A D AND ANAKIN KILLED HER ending. S3 will open as they enter Act III, where they use what they’ve learned to move upwards toward the finale of this particular story arc. Doesn’t that sound like something nice to cling to?

There now. If I’m wrong, I’ll give you all the choice of k!lling me first or tossing me alive out of a plane with no *hard swallow* parachute, jet pack, or functional grappling gun. But I truly believe you won’t have to.

In the year or two we have to wait, cry for his absence, cry for the Batch being more fractured and farther apart than they ever have been, cry for Hunter feeling like he’s failed everyone he loves, cry for all of it, but not because you’ve lost hope that all might not be lost.

Tech will be back.

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toska-writes · 2 months

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Clone commandos request if possible. 😁 Could you do delta squad. where on a mission they get captured along with the Padawan, and get protective when they try to separate them or interrogate them.

So i thought about writing a fic based on todays bad batch episode (but I need to get some of the requests done- if you wanna request some Wolffe *wink wink* that’s ok)

“Got your back”

Summary: a mission goes south with the delta squad but they have your back

Paring: The delta Squad/ republic commandos x padawan!reader (PLATONIC OFC)

Warning: slight mentions of injury and imprisonment nothing too bad… the most scary- not proofread

Word count: 1688

Notes: Delta Squad fics are not my “most popular” but ones I always do so much for and I don’t know why

Also I swear to god someone asked to join the Taglist but I can’t remember nor find it so let me know!

"Can you focus for one second Scorch? EVER?" Fixed screamed through the comms, you could see his tense movements from a mile away as the squad ducked once again behind a wall.

Boss could only nod this head, he quickly spun around from where you, Sev and him were hiding to shoot an incoming droid.

"Sorry Scorch I can't defend you this time it's not looking good." You spoke between gasp of your own breath, the adrenaline from the long hours fighting wearing on you and the whole group.

Sev leaned heavily on Fixer from where you could see him, though Scorch as of now was doing a good job covering them.

"Boss," You yelled over the hiss of a smoke bomb going off- the contents of which were going in your eyes and making you cough. "I'm all out of ideas here."

The comando spared you a glance for a second, you feared what his face would have looked like if his helmet was discarded.

Boss looked down at the padawan for a moment. A thin cut ran along their cheek way too close to their eye for Boss’s comfort. He watched their head whip around looking through the fog desperately before a huge bang went off.

After a moment of slight ringing Boss felt the bump of another person against his side. The padawan looked around frantically for the force of the bomb before looking up to the comando.

In a more solemn voice they asked. “Boss what are we gonna do?”

Boss thought about their options then. Backed into the corner of what should have been an abandoned outpost, on of their men injured and the rest ready to collapse from exhaustion. He as a leader thought he was better than this but Boss felt as if he walked his squad right into this trap.

“The missions easy enough for us.” Boss had said only hours before. A knot sat in his stomach but the team needed an easy mission, a break from their last fiasco with the bugs.

He’s never been more wrong in his life.

While he was lost in thought, Boss nearly missed Scorch sliding up next to their leader, his panicked voice tried to fill Boss’s ears.

For a moment the other comando didn’t realize the trooper in yellow was talking until Scorch made a shhh gesture with his hand.

That’s when you noticed it too, the complete lack of noise. No more clanker chatter or blaster bullets from each side. Just the low hiss of the fog that didn’t seem to die down.

You opened your mouth to say something before the unmistakable scraping of metals filled your ears.

“Rollies! get down!” Scorch shouted pulling you and Boss to the floor with him. About 5 Droidekas emerged from the smoke…. Lucky you guys.

“Scorch handle them.” Boss yelled using his hands to signal something at Fixer and Sev at the speed of light. His gruff tone scratched your ears but you all seemed pretty fed up at the situation.

Blaster bullets were blocked by your lightsaber left and right until the next words made your heart drop all together. “Out of hand grenades sir.” Scorch ripped his blaster out now but the shields were too strong on the droids.

“Down the hall!” Fixer yelled as both He and Sev passed the 3 of you, a way out hopefully planned.

You felt them before you saw them, you tried skidding to a stop before turning into the next hall as a hand shot out to grab Boss.

“Shit.” Was the only thing you could say, before they could question what you meant a group of comando droids emerged with guns drawn.

“You’ve got to be joking me.” Sev rasped out, his arm shook while he tried to lift his blaster up and fire. The tiredness leaked off of him though you were sure it did for everyone.

A ring of blue light hit the wall behind you. It didn’t make sense though, comando droids weren’t the type to show mercy.

Your lightsaber flashed along the darkened walls trying to keep the nimble droids away, why couldn’t the separatists just send the normal clankers.

Once again the hall was engulfed in a think smoke. You heard more blasters going off but you feared you were getting more and more disoriented. After a moment you heard a sickening thunk next to you and you assumed the worst.

In the blink of an eye you felt the blast hit its mark and half your body go limp. Unlike the bulking clones you were with it only took about 2 hits before you were out.

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Boss was the first one to awaken. His head bobbed around and his eyes fluttered open. Boss reached his hand up only to finally realize that his armor was gone.

He laid there for a moment, confusion laced his face. What had happened to him? To them….

In a split second Boss shot up to a sitting position , which his head greatly protested, and looked for the rest of his squad.

Relief was one of the best things in the galaxy in this moment. In the dim light of the ray shield keeping them in Boss could count the 3 other comandos and the form of their padawan knocked out next to Scorch.

Sev still looked bad as now Boss could get the full view of his gash along his side- the blacks on all of the men seemed to be tattered.

Boss observed their surroundings for a moment before giving a light tap to Fixer on the foot. When that didn’t work the first time a much hard kick was implemented.

Fixer gasped awake along with Scorch after a “friendly” tap from the clone comando.

I didn’t take Scorch long before he leaned back against the wall and groaned, clearly he knew the situation at hand.

Boss could only stare for another second at Sev, guilt rummaged through his insides as he helped his injured brother up ultimately waking him as well. This was his fault and Boss couldn’t shake that.

“Fixer start working on those bindings.” Boss ordered unable to keep his gaze on the unconscious padawan. Clearly to the eyes of their captors the Jedi was the bigger threat.

Sev hissed for a moment now finding a new brother to lean on.

You came to with the feeling of someone’s exposed hands brushing against your arms. The pounding in your head was present but the blanket of confusion was much scarier.

“Thanks for joinin’ us.” The unmistakable voice of scorch chimed in. Your eyes strained against the darkness but you could tell what the problem was.

The cool metal hurt your wrists as Fixer fiddled with them muttering a small apology every once in a while.

Boss’ low voice filled the cell, plans of just how they would get out to fight another day. Your eyes scanned the worrisome group.

Scorch sat fidgeting with his hands trying desperately to listen but you could see the worry in his eyes as clear as day.

Fixer sat in front of you cursing and apologizing but he just couldn’t seem to do anything useful without his tools and data pad.

Sev’s eyes closed everyone once in a while and you could see the fight to remain in the moment, though his scowl never seemed to be wiped off.

And finally Boss. His voice was level and low just like the countless other times you heard him give directions, however this time was different. He knew this wasn’t in their favor and he was worried beyond belief.

Someone had to stay strong for them all.

Your heartbeat beat out of your chest, a dull throb started in your temples the feeling seemed vaguely familiar.

“I think someone’s coming.” For the first time you were unsure in the force. Fixer faltered for a moment before meeting your eyes. “It’s probably these. Messing with you.” He shook the bindings.

Though to your surprise, and relief in a way, someone did make their way down the hall. Boss spoke out quickly as you averted your gaze, sweat started to form on your brow.

“We need a medic.” It was hard to call it pleading despite where Boss said it from his position on the floor, but it was definitely more of a demand.

2 masked figures approached though they seemed to ignore Boss all together.

“We need the Jedi.” The cool voice stated only once.

Everyone seemed to freeze for a moment unsure about which group would make the first move.

“Get up.” Was demanded at you and you glanced around meeting Boss’ eyes for only a moment before you gripped onto the sleeve of Fixer.

The ray shield was down now and the larger figure stepped in. “I’m not asking again”

“Like kriff they’re going with you.” Scorch stood in front of you now. His full height filled up their line of sight.

“Move clone.” For a second Scorch was pushed back that was until Boss stood as well and shoved their captor away from his brother.

Before the other could react with their blaster Scorch was all over them. Fixer taking the hint that their time was now scrambled to get their other brother still on the floor.

Your eyes were blown wide with the loud alarm that was set off. You felt someone grab your arm as you were still in a little daze.

“I hope you didn’t think we were really gonna let them take ya.” Scorch said as the group rushed down the halls.

You thought about that for a moment, had there truly been something to worry about while you were surrounded but the Delta Squad, your brothers?

A smile broke out of your face and Scorch seemed to get your reply.

“I hope you know.” Scorch called over his shoulder. “You’re never picking the missions by yourself again Boss.”

An angry yell was heard from somewhere behind you replacing the fear in your body with a laugh. “You were the one to pick the bug mission Scorch!”

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morganas-pendragons · 16 days

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breathe | hunter

Hunter has been struggling with nightmares and guilt over not being able to save Crosshair from siding with the Empire. You are there to pick up the pieces.

AN: OKAY. So. Never in a million years did I think my funky little brain was going to be writing Bad Batch fanfiction again for the first time in like 2-3 years, but here we are. I've been obsessed with Season 3. I have particularly enjoyed Hunter and Crosshair in this season and have had ideas for both of them, so here I am.

Also, for those of you who have been around a while, this season has also gotten my brain rolling with ideas for Jedi!Skip (If you know you know) so if there's interest in that, I will definitely write for it.

Mando'a Translations:

Ad'ika - Little One

Me'suum'ika - Little Moon

Anyway, this is set before Crosshairs return in s3. Female reader.

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It starts off as it always does with them. Suffering barricaded behind wary eyes, hidden underneath the surface and carefully tucked away to be left until they are alone.

They all do it. They all hide from their emotions, and when embraced, it is only in the quiet of solitude. Only when they are alone. Only when they are the ones able to be haunted by it. Not one of the clones in your charge will dare burden their brothers with their heartache.

Which is why you would have never known of Hunter's despair had it not been for Omega.

You were deep in sleep when little hands wrapped around your shoulders, frantically shaking you awake. "Shhh, ad'ika," You grumbled, throwing your arms over your eyes as Omega continued to shake you from where she knelt beside your cot. "We all need our beauty sleep-"

"No, no. Didn't you hear it? It's Hunter." Omega pleaded. You rose one arm to peer at the young clone through the dark. Even swathed in shadow, you could still make out the desperation written across her face. Whatever she'd seen had clearly scared her. "I think he's having a nightmare in the cockpit. I wasn't sleeping anyway. And when I tried to wake him up, he nearly punched me. I don't think he meant to."

Now fully alert, you allowed yourself to slip out of your tiny cot and follow Omega to the stairs that led to the cockpit of The Marauder. You could just barely see Hunter's dark hair over the pilot's seat.

The two of you had gotten along from the start. When you were assigned to the Bad Batch due to your unconventional means of engaging on the battlefield, The Council had essentially cleaned their hands of you and never bothered to breathe another order in your direction again. You'd preferred it that way.

Hunter had been hesitant to work with a Jedi at first. They all had. When Wrecker had finally been the one to get past your exterior, they all came to learn individual traits about you that each one gravitated to.

For Hunter, however... He was always drawn to the security you offered. Clones were never guaranteed safety. With you, though, he knew he would always find security in your embrace. Even when he believed he didn't deserve it.

Frowning, you swallowed the knot in your throat and laid a hand on Omega's shoulder. She was still staring intently at the cockpit. You knew how close she and Hunter were, especially after Tech's death, and you didn't want her to have to see him wake from the throes of a nightmare.

You opened your mouth to murmur to her when his frantic, broken cry of his brother's name rang out in the silence.

It wasn't Tech's.

"Ad'ika, go back to Wrecker. I'll take care of him."

Omega opened her mouth as if she were going to argue before turning on her heel and padding quietly to where Wrecker was fast asleep. You swallowed your fear and slowly approached the cockpit, the hems of your robes brushing against bare feet as you quietly padded forward until you stopped right behind Hunter.

You peered over the top of the pilot's seat and softened. Hunter was fast asleep, as you had anticipated, his neck and head bent at an awkward angle as his fingers tightly gripped the armrests of the chair. His knuckles were nearly white.

"No, no- Cross, please..." Your heart sank as he fought himself in his dream, fought the image of Crosshair walking away from you and joining the Empire. You wondered what event he was dreaming about. You could very easily slip into his dreams, but you'd promised them during the war you'd never do that unless you had to. "No, Cross!"

You were kneeling with your hand on his thigh by the time he woke up. You could have easily anticipated his next move: Lunging outward to attack an assailant and pin them effectively with his weight against the controls. You chose not to. You needed him this way to give him the comfort he was going to be seeking.

"Hunter." You whisper. Smooth, soft fingers glide through his hair to part it and allow you to see his eyes. He's staring right at you. Staring right at you with dark eyes so wide and fearful you almost wonder if he is seeing something you're not. That's probably the worst part. The clones are always anticipating what you, a Jedi, cannot see. It is usually devastating. "Me'suum'ika."

It's the roll of Mando'a off your tongue that finally coaxes him to properly look at you. The nickname had been given once you'd solidified your standing with him upon settling on Pabu. In the quiet night along the shoreline, Hunter had convinced you to sneak away from the others to spend some time with him alone.

You hummed quietly as Hunter settled over you, dark eyes gleaming against the moonlight above as he caged you with his body and planted his knee between your thighs. "You know," He murmured lowly as he tangled his fingers in the hair at your nape. The gravel of his voice sent shivers down your spine. "I think it's customary to kiss someone once you know they feel the same way about you."

You had only just uttered your heart's confession moments before. He'd been so afraid to admit he felt the same way. So afraid to let himself indulge in his desires, so afraid to admit he was deserving of them.

You rose one hand to rest it in the dip of his chest.

"I think I've got my endearment for you," You whisper, lips quirking upward as you raise yourself to hover mere inches from his mouth. Your breath trembles as it fans his face. He too is swallowing the fear, embracing the courage, and letting himself free fall into that desire he spent so long running from. "Little moon."

"Me'suum'ika," He repeated. You nodded and continued twirling his hair around your fingers, desperately trying to ignore how his body was pressing against yours in just the right way. "I always did like that name."

"I know you do," You whisper. It's only a second later when you catch a glistening flash of tears against his cheeks, and you're leaning upward to kiss them away. He shudders against you at that action and allows you to guide him back to sitting in the pilot's seat. "I know you."

Something flickered across his face as you slowly settled yourself in his lap. Whether or not it was guilt, or shame, or anger... You didn't know. But you'd give anything for him to find some peace in the midst of all this grief.

His breathing is still erratic just under where your hand lays in the dip of his chest. You watch his eyes unfocus as he struggled to ground himself and come fully out of the throes of whatever nightmare he'd endured.

You didn't dare ask him what that was. If it had to do with Crosshair, it was obviously enough for him to look wrecked. Like he hadn't done enough. He'd never felt like he'd done enough to save Crosshair to begin with. And now, with Tech gone...

Well. We all have to end up somewhere.

"I don't know what guilt you carry, or what anger," You guide his hands to your hips and hum quietly as you continue your ministrations of twirling your fingers through his hair. His eyes fluttered closed and leaned into the warmth of your touch, seeking it out as if it were the only thing that could possibly sate a need he couldn't quite identify. "Or your shame. What I do know is you. I know you. I know you, and your heart, and I know how loyal you are to who you love. How you protect what you love. What happened to Crosshair is not on you, Hunter. We all make our own choices. We are who determines how we end."

Autonomy. Also another new concept for clones.

Hunter swallowed the knot in his throat and leaned forward until his face was tucked against your chest. A long moment of uneasy silence passed before he decided to speak, "I can't get it out of my head. The image of him just standing there and watching us fly away. We failed him. I failed him. And then Tech..."

His voice faded into silence once again. As the leader, you understood carrying losses. You understood the pain of failure when it comes to not being able to protect what's yours. That's one of the things he's come to love about you. You understand him in a way that no one else has ever been able to do.

You tapped his temples once with your fingers. It was a silent question, one you only ever asked when you wanted him to let his guard down enough to help him. To comfort him.

He nodded. The moment he did, Hunter allowed the carefully constructed barricades keeping his emotions at bay to fall, and you swept in to steady him when they did.

Breathe, my love.

You securely wrapped your arms around him and pressed your chin to the top of his head. Underneath your hand, you felt his breathing steadily begin to slow.

He tipped his head back just enough to look up at you. Your fingers continue a downward descent, across the slopes and plains of his face, until they're brushing against the fullness of parted lips.

Hunter nods. It's all he can do. He is a man standing alone on an island, and you are the sanctuary he seeks.

Bathed in moonlight, the Sergeant surged upward and caught your lips with his own. Your hands now laid tangled together against his chest.

Just breathe.

#sergeant hunter x reader #hunter x reader #the bad batch #the bad batch fanfiction #tbb fanfic

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lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom · 24 days

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Saw your requests are open and thought I’d stop by! How about an Echo x Reader with a bit of angst about Tech’s death??? Thanks!

One Day

Echo x Reader

Summary- Echo is, understandably, not taking Techs death well. Comfort ensues!

A/N- Thank you for requesting, hun! Echo is SO underrated, I love my little half-human <3.

Word Count- 801

Echo looked mournfully to the seat next to him. The Pilot seat sat empty. To Echo it would forever be empty. For, the man who filled it was dead. Dead and never to come back.

The thought sunk Echo's stomach. Sitting alone in the cock-pit, just his thoughts to keep him company. The negative and destructive thoughts. He had considered revenge, but what would that solve? It wouldn't bring his brother back...

The only thing he could do is swear to not let the Empire get what he loved. At least not again. He now thought of you. How losing you scared him.

He gave a small sniffle, one he hoped no one heard. He tried to be strong, the rock you could count on.

Just as he choked down a sob, you entered.

"Echo..."

He couldn't face you. Knowing he would break down if he did, settling for a 'Hmm?'

"It will be okay. One day, it will be." You tried to place a hand on his upper arm, stepping closer to him.

Your heart thumped loud in your ears, especially when he shrugged your hand off.

"It will never be the same." He managed to speak, his words wavering.

"Poor thing..." Instead of trying to touch him again, you moved to his front. Forcing him to look at you, his eyes filled with tears.

"I wish I could make your pain disappear." He just stared, now at the floor.

You sighed, while you were grieving yourself- Echo was much closer to Tech. He had known him longer than you.

"He was your brother, no one can take that away." You built the courage back up to rest a more gentle hand on his knee. This time he let you keep it there.

"I am so sorry, Echo." You couldn't imagine what he was feeling. "You've lost so many... What can I do?"

He swallowed hard, "So many clones- brothers have given their lives up for the Empire, for the Jedi, for-" He let out a small sob, immediately covering his face with his hand.

"I know, I know." You stood up, cradling his head to your stomach. You rubbed his back, trying to soothe him. "Shhh."

He started to mumble, muffled by your body, "Tech died for us. Not some Empire." Tech died... That was the first time he had said it out loud. Another sob overtook him.

You just held him tight, praying he would feel better.

"He was very brave. Very, very strong." You praised Tech's name. Echos head slightly moved up and down, nodding in agreement.

He gave a sharp inhale, leaning back. You quickly wiped his stray tears away with your sleeve.

"He's gone, forever." Echo plainly stated. This time he didn't cry, simply void of emotions.

"But he's not. We will always remember him. Always carry on his legacy. His sacrifice will not be in vain. We will make sure of that..." You rested a hand on his cheek, moving back and forth over his cheekbones. Your thumb occasionally smearing an extra tear.

"It won't be today. It won't be tomorrow, but one day. One day it won't hurt so bad. I promise..." You spoke softly, knowing he was in a vulnerable space.

A slow kiss to his lips showed him you were there for him. With closed eyes he spoke, "Thank you."

"We have to try and be half as brave as Tech was. Clones will soon have freedom. Freedom to do whatever they like, not listening to orders." He met your eyes, a little more hopeful this time.

"They could settle down, find a cozy planet. One where war and fighting won't follow them. Even have a few baby clones if they want... Ones named after their dads brothers-in-arms..." You bit the bottom of your lip, a little scared for his reaction.

"Is that something a clone like yourself would want? Away from death, away from sacrifice." You lifted your other hand to fully cup his face.

"I can't leave-"

"No, no, baby. After it all. After it doesn't hurt so bad..." All he could respond with was a lasting nod.

He so desperately wanted all the fighting to be over. He'd sacrifice himself if it meant no more of his brothers died.

You cradled his head once more when he started to sob again. Simply holding him, whispering comforting words to him.

"Yes, yes." He repeated, you just held him tight.

"Hey, look at me." You slightly pulled back.

He looked up at you, doe eyed. "You will get through this, I promise."

He responded with a sniff, he was unconvinced. Though, one day It would be okay. You'd end up naming your first child Tech, in honor of the man. Your second Fives.

"I love you."

"I love you too..."

A/N- Thank you so much for reading! I fear this wasn't my best work </3. I LOVE Echo, he needs more attention, and the prompt was so angsty!! I hope I did it justice, let me know if there is any way I can improve!

Tags- (lmk if you want to be tagged as well!) @thethreeeyed-raven @dangraccoon @knight-of-flowerss

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somedaylazysomeday · 3 months

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Experiment - Part Two

Tech x fem!reader

Tech decides to prove how simple female bodies can be.

Can be considered a second part to my one-shot 'Experiment', but can also be read as a stand-alone work.

Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI.

Word Count: 3,800

Warnings: Antagonism, ill-advised bets, assumptions about females, mentions of sexual behavior, sexual touching, fingering, unprotected piv sex, creampie

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It wasn’t rare, per se, that you and Tech found yourselves alone.

Your relationship could be contentious, but it wasn’t anything bad enough that you needed to keep a referee on hand. You found him slightly grating and he thought you were oblivious at times. You also vented some of that low-level irritation by sleeping together every so often, but you had never decided to be anything close to exclusive.

That being said, Clone Force 99 was busy enough that neither of you had much time for finding another partner. It had been a particularly bad dry spell for you. Which was why you were unashamedly eavesdropping on a few troopers behind you in a market on Savareen.

“Anyway, I told her I wanted to bring someone else with us and she freaked out,” one of the troopers was telling his friends. “She said I wasn’t even good enough to keep her happy, let alone two people at the same time. Can you believe that? Not my fault that making her come is harder than defusing a det on a countdown timer”

Thankfully, you were facing the other direction, because that made you grin broadly. From everything you had heard so far, the relayed statement from the trooper’s girlfriend had been harsh but true. The trooper was a remarkably selfish lover if his stories were to be believed. Personally, you thought the girlfriend had a point.

“Are you almost finished?” Tech asked. “We need to return to the ship.”

“Shhh!” you hissed. “I want to hear how this plays out.”

You couldn’t be sure whether the troopers had heard you or if they simply weren’t bold enough to tell their friend that his girlfriend was right. In any case, the only answer they offered was a simple, “That sucks, man.”

“Yeah,” the other agreed. “Females are a mystery.”

“We will miss our rendezvous,” Tech warned.

You huffed at him and went to pay for the basket of produce you were holding. After weeks of nothing but rations, the prospect of fresh fruit and vegetables was something you couldn’t turn down. Still, you were irritated at losing your stolen entertainment and you glared at Tech when he fell into step with you on your way back toward the Havoc Marauder.

“I don’t know why you were rushing me,” you said eventually. You were passing the last of the small town’s buildings and the forest grew thicker around you. “Hunter sent a comm that the window needed to be pushed back by an hour. They won’t be at the rendezvous for at least two hours and we’re not that far from the ship.”

“And I don’t know why you were so eager to continue listening to those regs.” Tech shook his head. “It was hardly an interesting story, especially given the trite and untrue assurances at the end. Females are hardly a mystery.”

Your jaw twitched. “And what exactly does that mean?”

“Females across most species barriers share several characteristics,” he spouted instantly. “The majority of them prefer to be listened to rather than have their problems solved, prize social bonds rather than holding leverage over others, and are often capable of more complex, circuitous thinking than most males.”

“They were talking about female bodies, Tech.”

Tech fell quiet at that. You gloated for a moment, happy to have silenced him for once, but it didn’t last. Apparently, he had needed a moment to consider that, but came back with a reply soon enough:

“There are too many species to narrow down what he was talking about. Different species have different physiology, and need different stimulation to achieve pleasure.” He adjusted his goggles, and you could see the brightness of his eyes behind them. “For instance, did you know that female Dianogas derive pleasure only from having the pressure in their eyeball increased by a factor of twenty percent?”

You nodded slowly. “Gross.”

Tech had been preening at his masterful display of knowledge, but his expression dropped into one of derision when you failed to be as impressed as he thought you should be. “It is far more complex a system than is possessed by most species. Humanoid species are all similar. And human females are the least complex of all.”

That sounded as if you were being challenged. With the frustration stemming from your recent dry spell and the general irritation of being around Tech when he was in one of his ‘I am the god of all knowledge’ moods, you accepted that challenge. “Go on.”

“Human females share close similarities to each other, likely stemming from a narrow evolutionary path. Even ignoring the genitals, human females have a set of several extragenital erogenous zones. They are, in descending order: breasts, lips, neck, ears, and buttocks(1).”

You rolled your eyes, readjusting where your bag sat on your shoulder. “That’s ridiculous. Not everyone likes having all of those places touched.”

“Not everyone, but a majority,” Tech expanded. “And the type of stimulation can vary between each place. For example, lips are best stimulated orally while breasts can be stimulated either orally or manually. That means manipulated by hand.”

You hissed at the condescending explanation, but he paid no attention to you. Tech could get this way when he was convinced that someone would benefit from his knowledge. “And that is not taking the actual genitals into account. The human clitoris has over ten thousand nerve fibers, some of which extend into the vaginal channel to form what is known as the g-spot.”

“I already knew all of this, Tech,” you bit out. Okay, maybe you hadn’t known the exact number of nerve fibers in the average clit, but you didn’t appreciate being lectured on your own body.

Tech turned to you, raising his eyebrows. “And yet you believed those troopers were correct when they said human females were a mystery. There is nothing mysterious about the body of the human female. If given the proper stimulation, most human females can reach orgasm in under three minutes.”

“That can’t possibly be true.”

“Are you doubting the research or my knowledge of it?”

“Are you admitting that you’ve done research into how quickly you can make someone come?” you countered.

“Of course.” Tech was, as ever, matter-of-fact. “And you personally have benefitted from my research. Yet you still doubt whether I’m correct.”

“I’ve been with some talented people,” you said, making sure to emphasize the plurality so he wouldn’t think you were solely talking about him, “but I’ve never come in less than three minutes. So, according to my personal experience, you’re wrong.”

“I am not wrong,” Tech disagreed, clearly appalled. “If you don’t believe me, that is your choice, but I am not incorrect.”

You didn’t answer him, relieved when you saw the Havoc Marauder just ahead. As you had expected, you had plenty of time before you needed to go meet the others, but that meant you could put away the provisions and get some time away from Tech until he started to annoy you less.

Unfortunately, he didn’t seem capable of letting your disagreement lie. He followed you as you went to the storage room where you kept the rations. “The research is simple and well-supported. Even if you ignore anecdotal evidence, there are clear trends that prove-”

“Tech, can we just let this go?” you asked, trying not to sound overly antagonistic. “We can just agree to have our different opinions.”

“It is not a matter of opinion,” he insisted. “There is a single answer, supported by science, research, and experimentation. I can prove it to you.”

That made you pause and turn to him. “What? What exactly do you mean by that?”

“Allow me to prove that I am correct,” Tech repeated.

That was not enough of an answer, so you watched him in silence. There was a strong chance that he meant to show you the papers and studies where he had gathered his information.

When you didn’t agree, Tech apparently decided to offer more of an explanation: “If you agree, I will use the knowledge I’ve gained to bring you to orgasm in under three minutes.”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea-” you started.

“I understand it can be frightening to have one’s worldview challenged-”

“Yeah, I’m terrified of an orgasm.” The sarcasm was thick in your voice. “You know what? Fine. And when you’re wrong, you’ll have to admit that your research wasn’t as effective as first-hand experience.”

“I look forward to proving you wrong.” Tech took the bag from your shoulder, tucking it neatly inside of the (little-used) produce cabinet in the ration storage room. He latched the cabinet with sure motions, turning expectantly to you when he was finished.

“Bunks,” you suggested. He inclined his head in agreement and followed you to the small barracks aboard the ship.

You shoved aside your sheets and the discarded clothing that was still tangled in them. When you had woken up, it had seemed impossible that you would be bringing anyone back to your bunk, so you hadn’t bothered keeping anything neater than they needed to be. Tech was more than a little messy, himself, so you didn’t worry that he would look down on you for it.

“How do you want to do this?” you asked, hesitating before you climbed onto the mattress.

“I do not believe that you undressing should count toward my time,” he pointed out.

“Fair enough,” you agreed, stripping quickly. You had been dressed casually to visit the nearby market, so the process didn’t take long. When you were naked, you rested your hands on your hips and tilted your chin at Tech. “Next?”

Tech swallowed hard, like the sight of your bare body had made his mouth go dry. It was a heady feeling, and your confidence soared.

“Remember what I told you about extragenital erogenous zones?” Tech asked, switching into lecture mode.

“Yes,” you agreed, adding, “which is not an attractive term, so I don’t think you’re helping your own case, here.”

“The attractiveness of the term is not what matters.” Tech stepped closer, hand rising. “The important thing is how they impact you.”

You opened your mouth to loose a sarcastic comment, but stopped short at the feeling of Tech’s fingertips brushing lightly against your bottom lip.

It was… odd, having someone touch your mouth. But the warmth and familiar smell of Tech's skin kept you where you were. You would at least let him have his chance.

His hand went to your chest, fingers splaying to cup your breast. When you were nestled in his palm, he trailed his fingers together, letting your breast slip under his fingers until they met with a soft pinch on your nipple.

Tech's head tipped closer, letting him mouth at the line of your throat. Those lips traveled upward until he could scrape his teeth lightly over your earlobe. You fought a shiver.

And then you did anyway, shuddering against him when Tech reached to run his gently squeezing fingers across your ass.

“Breasts, lips, neck, ears, and buttocks,” he murmured. “Slightly out of order, but have I managed to convince you?”

“You've managed to waste thirty seconds of your time,” you replied, fighting to keep your voice almost steady. “Two and a half minutes to go and I'm not anywhere near an orgasm.”

“Patience.”

You frowned at the chastisement, but Tech paid no attention. He guided you down to lay on your bunk, feet on the edge of the mattress supporting your half-bent legs. It left your core exposed to the chill of the air on the ship, and you abruptly realized that those simple touches had left you wet. Not soaking, but well on your way there.

You watched between your own legs as Tech studied your core. He seemed to be plotting his methods. Before you could remind him again of the time requirement, he brushed gentle fingertips over your labia.

It felt more intense than you could believe. And when that delicate touch moved to caress your inner lips, you shifted your hips impatiently.

Tech's attention turned to your clit. His first brush over it was so light that you could hardly feel anything, but he soon grew bolder in his touches. He worked you faster and faster, pausing only to sink two fingers deep into your channel.

You arched against your bunk, a shocked and plaintive cry leaving you before you could even try to bite it back.

“Good,” Tech said softly. “I want to hear you. Let me hear that you like what I'm doing.”

You weren't entirely sure how you would have responded to that, because Tech crooked his fingers inside of you and started hunting. Deliberately, he mapped your channel until he zeroed in on a rough, spongy patch on the inside of your front wall.

A slight smile appeared on Tech's face. You had a moment to think about how handsome it made him before he stole your ability to see.

He bore down on your g-spot, putting pressure on it until you cried out again. If you had the ability to remember words, you would have told him that it was too much.

Tech hummed in understanding anyway and shifted his efforts. His thumb worked against your clit as his fingers started a circular sort of thrusting motion. Your g-spot was still getting more attention than it ever had, but it managed to be less direct - and with that, less intense.

Just when you started to wonder how close you were to three minutes having passed, Tech's mouth dropped to your hip. He applied lips and teeth to the sensitive crease where your hip met your thigh.

Your orgasm rose up and swallowed you whole, and you never had a chance to fight against it. One moment, you were treading water in the assault and the next, you were drowning in sensation.

Dimly, you became aware of the fact that your fingers hurt. With that realization, you came slowly back to your body, letting your stiffened fingers uncurl from where they had been fisted in the sheets. Your thighs unclenched, releasing Tech's hand from where it had been trapped between them.

His fingers were still working gently inside of you and you gathered your strength to push him away. “How… how long?”

“Two minutes and forty four seconds,” Tech informed you, sounding obnoxiously matter of fact about it. “It likely would have taken less time if I had not stopped to test my understanding of extragenital erogenous zones.”

You would be irritated, but the strength and suddenness of your orgasm had left you largely unable to do anything but stare up at the ceiling. The heaviness of your limbs felt strange without a full buildup of activity, and it almost seemed as if your body was in a state of shock at how quickly the pleasure had been pulled from you.

“Tech, can- can you-” you trailed off, reluctant to ask him for anything else. Eventually, you settled on, “Water?”

“Of course,” he agreed, instantly on his feet and rushing to get you a canteen.

When he handed you the water, you could watch Tech eyeing how long it took you to accept it, then to raise the canteen to your lips. Even so, he waited until you had finished drinking to ask, “Is something wrong?”

You lifted one shoulder. “I- no? I don’t think so. It was just weird to come that suddenly. It’s like my body is pissed that there isn’t more.”

“Do you want me to do it again?” Tech asked.

You searched for sarcasm or mocking in his tone, but there was only patient curiosity. “Can you.. kiss me?”

“Gladly.”

He pressed a kiss to your lips. Then another, kneeling on the bed to reach you more easily. Eventually, he was lying on the bed beside you, all so he could kiss you without putting either of you in an awkward position. One of his hands gently cradled your cheek while you pressed a palm to his chest so you could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat.

You continued far longer than you had expected, past the solace of a simple kiss and into the realm of need. You didn’t think it was entirely one-sided. Maybe the kiss had started for your benefit, but nothing said Tech couldn’t enjoy it, too.

And he did. You could tell by the way he squirmed closer, by the heat of him pressed against you, by the steady deepening of the kiss you shared.

“Is this helping?” he asked.

His eyes were bright with desire, a faint but undeniable rasp edging his voice. Maybe you should let him ask, to help assuage your pride. But you took pity on him instead. “Yes, but it might help more if you made me come again. Slower. The old-fashioned way.”

Tech started to ask what exactly ‘old-fashioned’ meant. You could hear the question rise behind his parted lips. And yet it faded away before it could be asked, answered by the way you gripped his length through the material covering his lower half.

His breath shuddered out and his hips twitched, but Tech still asked, “Are you certain-?”

“Yes, if you are.”

Tech’s response to that was to reach down and grasp the back of your leg, tugging your knee up and over his hip. You were both still cradled by your mattress, but he was perfectly between your thighs.

“You are stunning,” he told you.

“You’re still dressed,” you told him.

Tech paused, glancing down with a mixture of irritation and dread. “A problem I intend to fix momentarily.”

He pulled away from you, rolling to his feet with his hands already working at the fastenings of his body glove. He had stripped it off in moments and you couldn’t help but be impressed at the efficiency of his movements.

When he slipped back into your bunk, he was all tan skin and subtle musculature. Tech arranged you both the way you had been before the interruption and, without the body glove in the way, the head of him was notched at your entrance. You were noticeably wet from your earlier orgasm, and he started to slip into you simply due to the position and your proximity.

Tech’s voice was completely unsteady as he asked, “Precisely how slow do you want this to be?”

“More than three minutes.”

It may have been a dry witticism, but Tech accepted it like it was the most sincere request he had ever heard. And you couldn’t bring yourself to regret it, not when he pushed into you in a series of shallow thrusts.

When he had bottomed out inside of you, Tech reached to brush a bead of sweat from your temple. “Slow.”

“Slow,” you confirmed with a nod.

Tech began to move. He stayed deep inside of you for the most part, using tiny pulses to keep you building toward a reasonably paced orgasm. Occasionally, when he couldn’t help himself, he withdrew further and plunged back into you. Each of those thrusts pushed the breath from your lungs, shocking you no matter how often they happened.

It wasn’t the frenetic sprint toward pleasure that you had experienced before. Rather than having pleasure ripped mercilessly from your system, Tech’s efforts were coaxing it from you.

His pelvis rocked against yours, pushing and pulling incrementally inside of you. The bunching of his muscles against your body told you how much he was holding back even as the thick press of him stretched your channel. Compared to the jarring shock of your rushed orgasm, this pleasure felt utterly lazy and self-indulgent.

And you didn’t seem to be the only one who thought so.

When Tech wasn’t watching you intently, his eyes fell closed and his brow furrowed as if he needed to concentrate so he could process everything he was experiencing. After one particularly deep pulse, your body tightened. It wasn’t your second orgasm - not yet - but it was a warning that another one was coming.

Tech’s eyes flew open and he made a rough, helpless sound. Ridiculously, that was the thing that finally pushed you over the edge. The fact that you could pull such pleasure from him even without the extensive research he had done into erogenous zones - genital or otherwise - made you feel extraordinarily powerful. And, of course, it didn’t hurt that he was such a gorgeous man.

In any case, you gasped a warning a half-second before your body clamped down around his. Tech kept going, working you through it, and it only pushed you higher. The pleasure went from silver to a blazing white, blinding in its intensity and almost painful.

It was hard to come down when Tech’s rhythm was speeding up, but you could tell he was close by the wrinkle between his eyebrows. “Where-?”

“My implant is still good.”

Tech’s lips parted and his brows furrowed, but you couldn’t see any more of his face than that. By the time he started to spill inside of you, he had buried his face in your neck. His arms wrapped around you, squeezing hard enough that it took extra time for you to catch your breath.

When the desperate thrusts finally stopped, Tech fell utterly boneless against you. You sympathized as you slumped against the bed. You dozed lightly, rousing only when you felt him pressing his lips against your shoulder.

You chuckled lightly, glancing down just in time to catch his eyes flicking up toward you. “You okay?”

“Rather wonderful, actually,” he admitted, his lips still brushing your skin as he spoke. “And you?”

“Good,” you said, wincing slightly as he moved against your core. “I’ll be sore, I think.”

“I shouldn't be surprised.” Tech gingerly moved away from you, the stickiness of your activities trying to keep you together. “I'll see if we have any bacta.”

“Bacta can't do anything about soreness,” you reminded him. Of course, as the Bad Batch's makeshift medic, he was well aware of the limitations of bacta. “Save it for the next mission.”

Tech's head snapped toward you as your eyes widened. “The rendezvous!”

Weak-kneed and as bare as the day he was decanted, Tech sprinted for the front of the Havoc Marauder.

You braced against the shift of liftoff, then started gathering his clothing and a washcloth for him. Hunter would know what had happened, of course, but there was no need to be blatant.

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Author's Note -

I can't remember if this is a first for me, but it's definitely in character for me as a person: I referenced an actual paper posted in 2016 to get Tech's information about the extragenital erogenous zones. I'm posting the citation below in case anyone wants to read it! I thought it was very interesting, even if you just read the abstract.

Thanks for reading! Feel free to let me know what you thought!

Younis, Ihab, et al. "Female hot spots: extragenital erogenous zones." Human Andrology, vol. 6, no. 1, Mar. 2016, pp. 20-26, www.ingentaconnect.com/content/wk/xha/2016/00000006/00000001/art00004.

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anxiouspineapple99 · 6 months

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Hellooooo! If you feel like it, might I request...

"Sorry, that was my first kiss."

"I could tell."

"I was kidding!"

with whomever you feel like writing, although I feel like it screams Fives. ;)

xoxoxoxox

Free! My wonderful friend! Thank you so much for the ask! While this is on brand for Fives, I actually was drawn to another one of our beautiful Domino Squad members with this one! Cutup!

A Good Batch

Pairing: Clone Trooper Cutup x GN!Reader

Summary: You’re the head nurse for a Republic Mobile Surgical Unit. Your unit is assigned to the region Domino Squad has been tasked to assist. Cutup is too charming for his own good.

Warnings: none. It’s fluffy and our boys live.

Word Count: 1064

A/N: This is an AU in which all of Domino Squad survive Rishi Moon, Rex claims them all as his chaos sons, and then nothing bad ever happens to them again and they live happily ever after as they deserve the end. Extra points if you catch the Clone Cadets Easter egg I dropped in there.

Prompt:

"Sorry, that was my first kiss."

"I could tell."

"I was kidding!"

…will be in bold blue

You’d been head nurse for RMSU 17 for so many rotations you’d lost count. Every new assignment was the same: Set up, help the men, tear down, move on. You were regularly poorly equipped and understaffed. Resupply visits from the Republic were unreliable, infrequent, and never adequately fulfilled your unit’s needs. But that's how all the RMSUs operated so you and the rest of the staff made do and were creative when you needed to be. You assumed this assignment would be no different.

They had warned you about Domino Squad before they arrived. “A bad batch” they’d been called. Now they were one of the most highly decorated and skilled squads in the GAR. The heroes of Rishi Moon. What you weren’t prepared for was how fully and completely you would fall for one of them.

Cutup captured your attention immediately. He was undeniably handsome with an intense piercing gaze and his tidy well kept beard. But beyond that, he was indomitable and cool headed combined with a sense of humor that regularly left you laughing until you were in tears. You often found yourself seeking his company in the RMSU cantina during your time off. Meanwhile Cutup was accompanying his brothers for medical treatment more often the longer the mission dragged on.

“Hello nurse!” He declared as he threw the hospital wing doors open, flashing you his ten million credit smile. Droidbait had landed himself in hospital for the third time that week which meant Cutup was there for his usual visit and good natured ribbing of his brother.

“Hello again Cutup.” You glanced up from Droidbait’s iv with an affectionate smile. Cutup sidled up next to you sending your stomach reeling.

“My brother. Droidbait. He gonna be okay?” He asked dramatically, throwing his arm across his forehead and flopping across Droidbait’s lap. Droidbait flashed him an impolite hand gesture as you giggled.

“Yes, he’s going to be just fine. Though I do understand how he got the name. I think he’s the first repeat customer I’ve ever had here. I’m considering starting a rewards program just for him. ‘Get three blaster bolts, you get a free surgery’ or something.”

Droidbait glared at you both as Cutup laughed and slapped him on the shoulder. You chuckled as you stepped away to the med cabinet. As you measured out the next round of meds due in ten standard minutes, you felt a presence over your shoulder. You glanced over to see Cutup hovering with a glint in his eye and a sweet grin.

“Oi, leave room for the Maker you too!” Droidbait called from his bed.

“Shhh, Droidbait you need rest,” Cutup scolded with a lazy wave of his hand, his attention never wavering from you. “I just want to thank you. For all you’ve done.”

“You don’t have to thank me. This is a field hospital. I’m a nurse. It’s my job.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

You paused, turning to face him. He smirked seeing the bewilderment painted across your face.

“I’ve seen the long nights you pull when one of us comes through. Droidbait says he has never woken up alone. Echo said you came in on your time off to make sure his wound dressing was changed correctly. Hevy said you visited him in the barracks to make sure his concussion was cleared. With all the attention you’ve paid to my brothers, I’m almost jealous I haven’t gotten injured yet.”

“You don’t have to be injured to get my attention, Cutup,” you said, almost instantly regretting it as a hot flush rushed to your face.

“No?” He asked, his voice rumbling deep in his chest as he stood so close his breath fanned your face.

“I-I would prefer you not get hurt, actually.” Your breath hitched as his amber eyes burned into you. For a moment you could have sworn he knew exactly what you were thinking.

“You worried about me, nurse?” His eyes glittered with delight as a cocky smirk pulled at the corners of his mouth.

“I…ahh…” was all you managed to stammer before making up a halfhearted excuse about a patient needing you and rushing off.

You were surprised to find Cutup waiting for you when you finished your shift. You weren’t sure how it was possible but he managed to look even more gorgeous in the radiant starlight.

“Couldn’t let you walk alone so late,” he crooned, approaching you with a confident swagger that immediately drew your eyes to his hips.

“You’re sweet, Cutup. But I’ve walked alone countless times. I could do it with my eyes closed.”

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see that.” Cutup cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“Me walking with my eyes closed?” You confirmed incredulously.

“Yeah.” He tipped his chin in a playful challenge.

You sighed and closed your eyes. However instead of proving your point, you walked into Cutup who had stepped directly into your path.

Before you had a chance to protest he firmly grasped your neck, just beneath your jaw and pulled you in for a kiss. You inhaled sharply as your lips collided, his tongue laving your bottom lip before dragging it through his teeth. His kiss was all you could have hoped for and more. His touch was electric, setting sparks alight in your chest. You whined softly as he pulled back, immediately yearning for his touch.

"Sorry, that was my first kiss." You beamed against his lips which lingered over yours.

"I could tell." He chuckled brightly before pressing his forehead to yours.

"I was kidding!" An indignant gasp escaped your lips.

“Hey it’s okay! Baby, you and me could find someplace quiet and practice all night if ya want. I got time,” he cooed smoothly. He cupped your chin, rubbing his thumb across your lips.

You hummed, leaning into his touch. You tilted your head toward your barracks.

Cutup’s eyes widened. “Wait, really?”

“Unless you don’t…”

“Kriff yes I do! Lead the way.” His hand reached for yours, delicately interlocking his fingers with your own. Even through his gloves, you felt the warmth of his hand. It traveled to your chest and bloomed into radiant joy.

I don’t know what those Kaminoans were talking about. He’s definitely from a good batch, you thought to yourself smiling as you walked hand in hand toward your tent by the light of the stars.

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What about the hantengu clones x FReader but she's on her period

[Hantengu clones x Fem!Reader~]

Synopsis: Your Tengu Hubbies look after you while your having a period crisis :>

UROGI:

"Awwww.. my dear, what's the matter? Is it that bad~?"

Urogi's claw release your face as he puts his wing down on your back for consolation. His golden eyes seem to glow up more brightly when he see how uncomfortable you are from your period pains.

You looked up with tears still welling up.

"Yea it really is.. I can't focus on anything and it won't go away. I’ve taken ibuprofen, tried sitting in a hot bath, but nothing is helping…"

"Don't worry. My dear..~"

The demon looks down on you with those warm and gentle golden eyes. His smile is sincere as he slowly and gently stroke your hair with his wing. The feathers feel soft as they gently brush against your skin and the touch seems to be more relaxing to you. The demon seems to care for you deeply and is willing to do anything to comfort you during this painful period.

"Shhh..~"

Urogi whispers as he hug you closely in his wing while his claws hold you up to not strain your abdominal muscles.

You slowly relaxes in his wing as You breathes in his sweet scent. Your tears start to dry out as you begins to feel comforted by how protective and caring he is towards you. You nestles into his warm wing and buries your head against the soft feathers to hide your embarrassment.

"Awww.. My sweetheart..~"

Urogi continues to embrace you as he whisper sweetly,

"Don't be afraid my honey. You can be as vulnerable as you want around me. I am your joy and protection.. you can rest your weary soul in my feathers and let me take care of you~"

He softly smile as he run his sharp talons through your hair.

"Everything will be fine, my dear~"

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes from the pain, your eyes are red and she looks exhausted from the pain.

"I can’t really move around without it hurting really bad…. I can’t even pick out something to watch cause all I can focus on is the pain… it hurts too much to do anything… please help me if you can…"

The demon holds you up on his wing as his sharp claws gently run through your hair to soothe your scalp. The warm and gentle sensation makes you feel a little better but you still felt a sharp pain coming from your menstrual abdomen.

"Don't worry my baby angel.. I promise I will do everything I can to make you feel better~"

Urogi slowly lift you up from his wing and place you on his lap. He put one of his wing down at your waist to prevent it from moving and squeeze. The feathers soften the pressure on your abdominal pelvic.

You whimpered a bit as You were placed on his lap and Your abdominal muscles start to ache a bit less.

"Thank you.. that helps a little I think.. what else can you do? I just want it to stop hurting…"

"Shhh.. my precious little baby angel..~ It's okay to depend on me my dear.. I am here to be your source of joy and protection..~"

"Hmm.. let me see..~"

Urogi slowly run his hand across your abdomen to see how tender your muscles are.

"Does this area hurt my love..~?"

You squirmed a little with a slight groan as he runs his hand across your abdomen. You blushed profusely as You buried your face against his feathers, embarrassed about how much it hurts.

"Yea… it’s really hurting me a lot right now… and it feels a little bloated…"

The demon smiles devilishly as he hears you squirming with pain. He seems to enjoy your vulnerability and love how vulnerable you are with him. This is the side of you that make him feels joy as he slowly and gently lift up your t-shirt to get a better look at your tender and bloated muscles.

"Don't worry.. my love~ As long as I am here.. I'll comfort you and protect you from this pain that seems to steal away your happiness~"

Urogi kisses your forehead.

You squirms a little more as your shirt is lifted up but quickly calms down when you remembered that he’s just trying to help you. You blushed even more when you sees that he’s so willing to comfort you and see how much fun he is having. You nuzzled your head against his wing to hide your embarrassed expression as you leans against him for his embrace.

"You’re really sweet to me… I’ve never had someone be this good to me before…"

"Awww..~ Such a sweet and gentle compliment from my little angel.~"

Urogi smiles in a seductive manner as he runs his sharp talons across your chest to tease you a little. His wings open up and spread out as he wrap them around you with his tail curled around to hold you tightly. He leans down onto the couch and pin your waist down, so you won't move a single inch while he's taking care of you.

"Be a good girl and stay still my love.~ Let this demon bring you some true joy~"

You blushed and squirms a bit more as you feel his talons on Your chest and wings wrapped around you. A warm, safe feeling creeps over you as you continue to nuzzle against his wing. You slowly starts to calm down and your blushing starts to die out as you relax in his grip. You continues to breathe steadily and tries to calm your nerves, trying to focus on the fact he’s just trying to help you.

"Okay… I’ll stay still so you can bring me true joy.."

"Good. Good girl…"

Urogi smiles devilishly when you started to relax more. He continue to tease you by scratching you from your lower back to upper breast, making you squirm a bit with a soft moans every now and then. He seems to enjoy how you squirm because of his touch.

"Hmm.. Do you like how my sharp talons are teasing you..~ Are you enjoying yourself right now my precious darling?"

You moaned softly with each scratch he gives You, You breathing becomes a little more shaky as he scratches all over your skin. You continue to squirm a bit as Your back arches up from the scratches, but you tried to keep Your breathing steady.

"Y-yes.. I really like how your talons feel on my delicate skin…. Please keep teasing me…"

He smirks devilishly in satisfaction as he can tell you are becoming more and more turned on by his teasing. He continues to scratch your back and down to your lower breast, making your moans more audible. His sharp talons gently dig a little into your skin to tease you further.

"Hmm..~ You are such a sweet and innocent girl.. such a treasure to be claimed my love~ How about I add a little spice to this?~"

The demon smile widely as he spread his wings apart even wider and spread his tail behind.

You moaned more loudly as he scratches your lower breast and his talons start to dig a little deeper in your skin. You squirmed in his grasp as your back arches up in pleasure. Your breaths become even more shaky as you struggles to control yourself. You blushed profusely as he mentions adding a little spice to it with a big smile.

"Y-yes please… please add some spice to it… I want to feel even more pleasure from your teasing.."

"Then.. you asked for it.."

*A sweet and spicy aroma fill the room, causing you and Urogi to breathe slowly and deeply.

"Hmm..~ You like my sweet scent don't you, darling?~"

Urogi moves his face closer to you where you can feel his warm and gentle breath hitting your face.

"Tell me my sweet innocent angel.. you want more..?~ How much more pleasure can you take from my teasing~?"

Breathless from the pleasure and his sweet aroma, You can barely string together coherent thoughts. You begin humming a little as the scents of the demon filled your mind. Your lips open and you tried saying something to him, but Your so lost in the scent and pleasure that you can barely make out what Your saying.

"Mmm… more…. Mmm… want more…"

"Hmm…~ More you say?~"

The demon move his lips down to your neck, nibbling and suckling on your soft skin. His sharp talons wrap around your waist tightly as he hold you tightly and slowly slides his wings down your back.

"You look so beautiful when you get turned on by my teasing, my love..~ How about you be a good girl and let the demon claim you~"

SEKIDO:

Your voice was muffled by your crying.

"Aaaahhh.. I feel like someone stabbed me in my stomach.."

Sekido stood by his girlfriend's side. His expression turned completely sympathetic, he even frowned a bit.

"I understand your pain.. Come, come to me.."

He wrapped his arms around the girl. Sekido held her tightly and pat her back, comforting her.

You cried into his bare chest while holding onto him tightly.

"You’re such a sweetheart.. I love you Sekido…"

"Of course my love.. anything to ease your pain and suffering.. but please, calm down.. You're getting blood on my chest."

He chuckled softly, stroking her hair gently.

“Sorry.. I just feel like I’m dying, it hurts so bad..”

You whimpered, still holding onto him tightly.

"Darling, please don't act so dramatic. All of this is really unnecessary."

Sekido smiled warmly, placing a kiss on top of her head. He whispered to her ears.

"Hey.. It's okay. I'm here for you. It'll pass soon."

You sighed and looks up at him, tears still in your eyes. You wipes the blood off his chest with your hand. You softly smiles at him

“You don’t have to be so nice, you know.. Thanks, darling.”

You snuggles back into him, cuddling your body against his.

"Of course I need to be nice to you, my darling. After all, I will never let anyone hurt you, even little old me.. Now come, stop being so emotional and let's go home. My arms are getting tired."

Sekido smirked and picked up his girlfriend. He held her in close, kissing her head.

You blushed while being carried and grabs onto Sekido, burying yourself against his chest. While holding tightly onto him, you look up at him.

“Put me down! I can walk!”

"Not a chance, love~ You need to be at home with your favourite chocolate and your heating pad! Plus, I still have a lot of things to do."

Sekido laughed, carrying her bridal style while walking out of the park. They both had their hands holding one another, their fingers intertwining.

“I hate it when you’re right.”

You looked up at him and smiles, placing your hands back on him to hold him tighter.

“I can’t believe you just carried me like that, especially with me being on my period. Thank you so much.”

Despite being in pain, you seemed to be much more at ease and comfortable with Sekido being beside you.

Sekido rolled his eyes, but eventually let out a small smirk.

"It's no big deal, love. You look cute when you're vulnerable.. Well, not like I needed to mention that you always look cute, anyways~"

Sekido's tone quickly turned sweet when he talked to his girlfriend, he felt very protective of her. He looked down at her with affection, stroking her hair lovingly.

You giggled, putting your head into his chest and looking up at him.

“Oh stop it. You’re just lucky I have no energy right now to come up with a witty reply to your sweetness.”

With tears in your eyes, you smiled up at him and kissed his neck lovingly.

Sekido chuckled. He was surprised by her sudden show of affection, but ultimately found it quite lovely.

"You don't usually kiss my neck, my love.. In fact, this is the first time you did that. You really do feel weak huh?"

Sekido glanced down at his girlfriend with a smirk. His free hand began to playfully pinch her cheek.

“What can I say? My period really drains me out and I have to admit, it does make me a bit more whiny than usual.”

You grinned, kissing his neck again. You then rests your head on his shoulder, your hand placing against his cheek

“I really do feel weak though.. Not even chocolate can save me now.”

"Then how about I make you dinner tonight? Not just dinner, but a feast that will make you feel like a million bucks! That way you can cheer up while your mother nature takes her sweet time on you~"

Sekido's eyes widened. If there's one thing that he loved to do, it was cooking. It was like a hobby of his. He was really good at cooking and he was always open to cooking for his love.

"That sounds like the best cure for my period pains! I'm actually so hungry now."

You rubbed your stomach lightly and lick your lips.

"Mmm now I'm getting excited. What ya got for me, my love?"

Your eyes lit up when he mentioned cooking. You love food and he was great at it, so it was just perfect!

"Well, first off, I think I'll start off with a simple soup that has some veggies and spices in it. It's not as fancy as other things but soup never fails to warm up your stomach and get rid of any fatigue. Also, I'll cook something sweet for you, maybe some warm cookies with vanilla ice cream on top.. What do you think~?"

Sekido smiled, excited like a little kid as he spoke of cooking to his girlfriend. He really love to cook for her, it makes him happy.

"Sounds wonderful! The soup would be perfect and I can't wait to taste those cookies!"

You seemed visibly excited and starts tapping your foot on the ground. "Are we going to eat right when we get home?" The girl is basically already drooling on Sekido with food in mind.

Sekido chuckled, amused by the girl's reaction. He looked down at her and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Yes, my love. We'll head back home right now, cook and then eat. Oh, I should take a shower first though, after all, I'm still covered with your blood. Do you mind waiting for me?"

Sekido asked softly. His voice grew soft and sweet as he spoke to the girl. At this point, he was much more loving than he was aggressive and angry.

You laughed "I'm not gonna eat without ya, you go take a shower real quick!"

You let go of him and stretches your arms after being carried all that time. "You go do what you've gotta do. I'll wait here and help when you need me! I'll keep an eye on those dinner too."

"I love being pampered like this. I might've gotten my period back but my boyfriend is being extra loving lately.. I love it so much!"

AIZETSU:

You were clutching your tummy, groaning in pain.

Aizetsu places his girlfriend in her comfortable bed, making sure that she is okay. He wraps the bed sheets around her tightly, as if he was cradling her. He placed two large pillows under her head and another plushie on her head for relaxation. The demon of Sorrow smiled.. And a couple of tears flowed towards his eyes.

"There you go. Rest up love.. I love you for who you are."

Aizetsu, the demon of sorrow showed his face of pure joy. He kissed her forehead softly. Showing more than just a friendly gesture.

"Would you like me to go now?.. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable with me still here."

You sniffled and winced.

"Noooooo, not uncomfortable at all! I love you just sitting here, it's calming.

You smiled warmly up at him

"I just wanna curl up and cuddle for the night! So please, stay as long as you'd like! And thank you, my love."

"I can do that."

Aizetsu smiles at his girlfriend. He slowly put his arm on Your waist and pulled you in for his tender grasp. His sapphire eyes shined with such a deep love for you. He didn't care if you were on your period or not. He would still do anything for you. He held you with such love and tenderness.

You chuckled and smiles softly.

"You're the greatest. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be tonight, you know?"

You held his hand and gently places it on your stomach

"My little heating pad! Haha"

"Oh hush.. It's nothing really."

He chuckled at your jokes and remarks. He held you close, feeling the warmth of your hands on his. He was happy, His eyes shown with such deep love and care. He was glad to be your heating pad, and anything else.

"Can I ask you something, my angel?"

"Anything for you my love!"

You smiled and holds him even closer

"Of course! What's on your mind?"

"I've never felt such joy before. I just want to ask, Do you love me?"

He stared down at you, his sapphire eyes glowed deep inside. This question have been on the back of his head for a long time. He was afraid to get hurt. He wanted to know what you really honestly felt about him. He wasn't sure if you loved him or cared enough. He wanted you to confirm.

You looked up directly into his deep sapphire eyes and smiles warmly with a small blush on your face

"Aizetsu, my love. Of course I love you, more than anything in the world. I can't even describe how deeply I love you. From the start of our very first date, you completely stole my heart and have never let go. I love you with every beat of my heart and every breath I take. You are my world and I love you more than you'll ever know."

You softly kisses his cheek.

"I love you."

"You.. really do love me don't you?.."

He stared down at you, tears of pure joy flowing down his cheeks. He couldn't help it, You just made him so happy. He had wanted to know this for a while, But was so scared of the response. He was relieved when he got what he wanted.

"I love you too, babe. More than life itself."

He picked you with care, gently tucking you in with his blanket. He held you close, embracing you softly with his arms.

You put your arms gently around his neck and holds him close.

"Yes, baby.. I really do love you. I know you've been wanting to hear me say it for so long and it hurts my heart knowing that was on your mind. I promise you, I'll always let you know how much I love you no matter how embarrassed I may be sometimes. I love you and there are no words that can describe how happy you make me. You're perfect. I love you."

He held you in his arms tightly, His face flushed red from such an adorable response. Aizetsu kissed your head, And slowly ran his fingers through your hair. He pulled you closer to himself, and smiled peacefully. Their eyes locked, as his sapphire eyes shined a vibrant blue.

"You know, I've waited so long for those words.. Ever since our first date, you just stole my heart. And from that point on, I knew I just had to be yours. You just make me so happy.."

He sighed with such peace and pleasure.

You wrapped Your arms tightly around his neck, smiling softly,

"Oh baby, I know how long you've been waiting. I feel like I've been waiting so long to say it too. I've had these feelings for so long but was scared to admit them. I know you've had those feelings for a lot longer. I love that you waited to ask until you were ready. There are so many words to describe how much you have changed my life for the better, and I have been trying to find them for such a long time."

You kissed his lips gently. "I love you."

"It felt like an eternity until I said it. But I'm so happy I did. You make me feel so happy, As if I'm on cloud nine."

His sapphire eyes glowed again, and he was completely in a trance with your beautiful smile and kind words. His voice lowered and turned quiet and serene when he spoke those tender words.

"You just mean the world to me, My love. You completed the puzzle within me. I'm finally able to be with you, For who you are and what you make me feel."

You smiled and moves up to kiss his lips gently, smiling even more when you saw the light in his eyes

"I know exactly what you mean, baby. I feel like I've found a place where I truly belong and can thrive. I used to feel so lost before I met you and now you're all I can ever think of. I love you so much, more than you may ever know. You make me feel like no one and nothing else ever existed, aside from you, of course. I can't wait to be with you forever, baby. My love."

"You're making my heart beat so fast.. Haha."

Aizetsu, the demon of sorrow smiled with such tenderness. His sapphire eyes were filled with such pure joy. He was happy.. he finally found the one for him, and he couldn't be any more proud of himself. He felt complete, And felt like he found himself in life.

"Being with you.. makes life so much more tolerable, It's like we're meant to be together. I love every single bit of you, You're so perfect for me.. Oh, My love."

KARAKU:

"What's wrong my love? You're crying? Are you not feeling well my dear? You must be having your period pains aren't you hun?~"

Karaku put his maple Uchiwa fan gently against your cheek, and whispered softly

"Don't worry my sweet love. I'll massage away your pain and soothe you"

"Oh, that's actually really nice of you. I've had such a long day and it always makes me feel so much better when you take care of me. Thank you, you're the best babe!"

"You're all mine darling. And I will make sure that you feel good again even with all your little pain problems~"

A sly smile grew on Karaku lips as he slowly placed his hand underneath your shirt. He grinned mischievously, the demon of pleasure knows what he's about to do next.

"Oh.. oh god. Are you doing what I think you're doing? You're seriously gonna make me feel so much better. What a gentleman you are babe, you know I love it when you help like this.."

"Heh.. I know how it goes. My little one's just like you. Whenever she's having those excruciating pain I made sure to give her my special treatment"

Karaku whispered softly in your ear, his voice sounded so seductive as he slowly removes his maple leaf-shape Uchiwa fan and placed it on your neck. He chuckled mischievously as he licked his lips.

"Trust me my dear~ You'll be feeling much better when you're release all your tension out~"

"Hey… what are you- oh! You weren't kidding that does feel nice.."

You try to cover yourself up a little bit but it doesn't do much. I feel my body relax, as I let out a soft sigh. I bite my bottom lip in anxiety, I can feel my heart rate going up and I start to blush.

"Hush now.. dont be so nervous.. you're making things much more exciting for me. I love it when you blush and look all innocent like that"

Karaku whispered in your ear, he smiled slyly. He started to lick your neck and placed his left hand on your back as the demon of pleasure rubbed your back gently to soothe the pain.

"Oh.. oh god.. I.. I can't believe this feels this good.. I always feel so horrible during these times but this is actually really nice.."

"Now, let your mind go blank. Forget about all the pain, and let me do my work sweetheart. Just be my good little girl and follow my words, alright?~"

Karaku chuckled slyly as his green eyes locked on yours directly, he smirked as he gently removed your bra

"Ye.. yes, yes sir. I'll be a good girl.. I just want this pain to go away.. I want you to make me feel good.."

"As you wish. Do not resist. My words are the only ones that matters.. And soon I will take away all your pain little one. Be a good girl now"

Karaku chuckled mischievously, he rubbed your back gently in a slow pattern, he whispered deeply

"You know, You won't ever need any pain killer with me around~"

"Yes sir.. I trust you. I'll obey every order no matter what.."

As his words sink in, I begin to become more and more relaxed. I let out a soft sigh, my breath slowing down. All my pain has almost completely vanished, what is this magical massage technique? Am I dreaming..?

"I see you've been a good girl~ I knew you would enjoy it sweetheart~"

Karaku whispered softly, he snickered as he gently bit your neck and gave your lips a peck

"You did good my dear.. I might have to reward you just for that~"

My eyes shot open at his words, your tone of voice.. the way you moved.. I felt butterflies in my chest. How am I feeling so much better right after what we just did?

"Reward me? What do you have in mind my darling?"

"What am I going to do~?"

Karaku's eyes started to glow bright green, his pupils dilated with lust as he grinned mischievously

"I have an idea my sweet love. But first lets take care of your problem little one~"

Karaku lifted up his Uchiwa fan, he placed it on your chest area gently, his green eyes glistened with desire as he started to gently blow a cool air.

I start blushing profusely, my eyes close as my breath picks up. I start to sweat a little and I feel my back arch a little bit to make your job a little easier

"I.. I'm really feeling better now haha.. you should show me what's on your mind…"

"What's this? So eager to see the reward so quickly?~"

Karaku chuckled. His maple leaf-shape Uchiwa fan glowed bright red, the demon of pleasure smirked playfully and walked closer to you

"Alright my sweet love. All you need to do is follow my command~"

"Y.. yes sir. I'll obey your orders"

I'm having trouble breathing, but at this point I don't even know if it's from the pain or something else. Your thick legs and the fan on my chest were making this a lot harder to control. I was just trying very hard to not moan..

"Good girl. Now, for your reward.. I will show you a secret trick."

Karaku smirked. He started to rub his maple leaf-shape Uchiwa fan gently against your stomach gently. His left hand slowly caressed your cheek gently, his emerald green eyes glowed bright red with lust

"Now.. Close your eyes my love.. and focus on the feeling that comes inside your mind~"

He whispered softly, the demon of pleasure leaned forward and placed his lips against your neck gently.

I close my eyes, following your instructions. The sensation of the fan and your hand was a lot to handle. I couldn't help but to start moaning softly, keeping it just loud enough for you to hear

"I.. I-I feel it.. it's so.. it feels so goood ah..!!!"

"Shhh.. shh.."

Karaku gently put a finger on your lips..

"Hush now sweetie.. We cannot have any loud moaning now.. Let's calm down before more of your neighbors heard you~"

Karaku stroked your cheek softly with his left hand. Both of his hands were holding the Uchiwa fan, he whispered softly and caressed the back of your neck with his right hand.

"Now, let me make you even feel better~"

I let out a small gasp, my eyes opening for a brief moment before closing firmly.

"Y..yes.. please make me feel better.. please"

I was barely able to get these words out, my moans slowly getting louder as your thick thighs continued to squeeze my head.

Karaku pulled back a little bit from you as he watched you struggle to catch your breath. He grinned mischievously, this is the fun part and he's liking this a lot

"You sure like it rough don't you? I like a woman who can take a bit pain and pleasure. I'm going to keep making you feel that way now."

Karaku slowly placed his left hand on your throat as he whispered slowly

"Now lets see how long can we hold on with this little trick shall we?~"

I couldn't stop my whole body from quivering, feeling like I was at the mercy of your hands. I tried to catch my breath as I moaned loudly, just being able to mutter out some words

"Ah… y.. yes.. do it baby.. I'm yours.."

I couldn't tell how much of a hold he had on my throat, I just knew I liked the way it felt.

Karaku snickered as he slowly squeezed her neck harder with his left hand. The demon of pleasure licked his lips and looked straight into her eyes.. He grinned maliciously..

"I want you to hold on now my love. I'm gonna make you feel a lot more better~"

The green glow on his eyes slowly got brighter as the glow started to envelope his whole body..

"Now, my love. Take a deep breath in and let it all out sweetly~"

My eyes shot open and I started squirming, your body completely taking over mine as I gasped for air. My whole body tensed up as you sat down heavily on me. Your body touching mine completely made me lose all of my senses

"Ohh!.. Ahhnn… Ahh"

"Hmph.. Mmgh… I can't.. I can't.. ah.. I just.. gngh!.. I-I can't breathe.."

I tried desperately to catch my breath, but it only seemed to get harder and harder..

"You won't be able to breathe for much longer if you do not obey me. Don't you want your special award my love~?"

Karaku pressed his thighs against her and smirked. He slowly started to increase the pressure on her throat. The green demonic aura surrounding the Uchiwa fan slowly starts envelop his hands as the green glow gets even brighter as the demon of pleasure starts to laugh

"Don't be a bad girl now. Do you know what happens if you act all naughty~?"

"Hnfh.. I.. I can't.. Please.. I'll be good. I'll be good.. j-just… just let me breathe please…"

I was losing all of control over my body.. and even if I could, I couldn't even think clearly enough to try and get you off of me.. I was at complete mercy.. all I wanted was.. a breath of air..

"Hmm~ Are you behaving now my love?"

Karaku's emerald green eyes glowed brightly as he slowly starts to remove his maple Uchiwa fan off your throat and placed it on your shoulder gently.

"Good girl.. now for your reward~"

Karaku smirked mischievously and put his hands on your breasts

"And you know exactly what we're gonna do next~"

"Y.. yes sir. I'll be good."

I took in a deep breath, my whole body relieved to have a sense of oxygen again. Looking up at you, I didn't know what to expect for my reward. The way you were staring down at me with that smirk. I was nervous but also excited at what this reward could be

"Good girl. You've done so well."

Karaku whispered softly. He smiled mischievously and kissed the back of her neck before he leaned back

"Now, I'm gonna make you feel amazing again like I always do"

Karaku chuckled as he got off from her back. He got on top of her and whispered softly directly into her left ear

"Lets release your pent up passion~"

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