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danceswithsporks · 7 months

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13 and 16 with Sub!Crosshair?

I’m so unbelievably sorry with how long this took to finish!! I’ve never written Cross as a sub so this was definitely hard for me to figure out. I’ve always seen our sexy sniper as a dom so it was an adventure to say the least.

I will admit that this got away from me and just…took on one hell of a life of its own. So hopefully you enjoy it and I hope that I managed to give you at least a little of what you asked for! 🖤

"love to see you squirm. Now I want to hear you moan." And "Don't worry. I'll make you feel real good."

The flirty giggle of the blonde at the end of the bar drew your attention from the glasses you’d been cleaning. She swished her hair playfully before leaning forward and running her perfectly manicured fingers across Crosshair's shirt. A smirk played on his lips as he continued to discuss something with the woman. You rolled your eyes as she feigned another giggle before stepping closer to him. She could flirt all she wanted, but at the end of the night, there was only one person he’d be going home with. Your hand reached into your pocket and stroked the metal remote sitting comfortably within. With a smirk, you pressed the button in the center and waited, within moments Crosshair was adjusting how he was sitting and flashing a knowing glance your way. Your eyes caught his dark amber ones and you raised a questioning eyebrow to him while still smirking. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he forced a moan down, his eyes begging for you to stop the device encircling his cock and balls. A satisfied smile crossed your lips as it was made clear that he remembered the rules of your game, with a happy hum you pressed the button once more.

Cross fought the desire to visibly relax now that the vibrations had stopped. This torturous game had been his idea from the start and now he regretted ever bringing it up to you. It had started simple enough, you two enjoyed watching the other flirt with random people. So the idea of him flirting with women in front of you while you worked your shift had been appealing. You’d asked what was in it for you and that’s when he’d stupidly pulled out the cock and balls ring.

“If ya start feeling a little jealous you can press that and I’ll make sure you know I only want you.” He said it so confidentially as your fingers stroked the silicon material carefully. Cross had honestly felt that you’d never actually use it. You were far too sweet of a thing to torture him that way. Boy, was he wrong.

You’d picked up the remote and turned it over in your hands a few times before pressing the button on top and activating the ring in his hand. A devilish smirk played on your lips as you realized how silent it was. “So if you begin to break the rules, I just use this?” Holding up the device in your hand, you wrapped your fingers around the round remote to show how easily concealable it was.

A limb formed in his throat as he noticed a new glint in your eye. “Y-yes.” Something was beginning to tell him this was a bad idea. You smirked at him while letting a soft laugh of amusement leave your precious lips. An ‘interesting’ passed your lips before you slid the device into your pocket and headed towards the door, your shift beginning soon. “W-we could always think of something else!” Oh yeah, this was probably not his best plan.

You'd used the remote a solid three times already. Little reminders here and there that you were watching and that he was yours. The blonde standing between his legs ran her hand against his knee with a coy giggle. Maybe it was time to work your way towards that end of the bar.

“So tell me, clone.” The blonde purred her words to him. “Will your girlfriend be joining you tonight?”

Cross caught the way you moved towards him from the corner of his eye. A smirk played on his lips while he reached up and ran his finger under the chin of the blonde before him. “Who said I had a girlfriend?”

“A cute clone like you? Without a girl? Such a shame.” Her fingers walked up his leg and towards his inner thigh where the outline of his hard member could be seen thanks to the pants he was wearing. The cocking was doing its job of keeping him hard; a noticeable gasp could be heard leaving the blonde as she took in the size.

“Ya offering to take the position?” The sound of a bottle being placed down a little too hard caught his attention from your direction. Crosshair bit his lip as he watched your hand slide back into your pocket, if you turned the device on then this woman would surely feel it.

The blondes hand gripped his thigh tightly right before the tip of his cock in his jeans. “I’ve never been with someone like you. Not sure if I could handle it.”

Cross chuckled slyly as he ran his hand down her arm and to her wrist. “Don’t worry. I’ll make ya feel good.” Her eyes fluttered and he smirked. So easy to make these girls' heads spin.

“Hey, your man gonna pick ya up tonight?” Your coworker stepped next to you and passed you the latest batch of cleaned glasses. The question drew your attention away from Cross and to the orange-skinned twi-lek next to you. The blonde next to Cross giggled and asked if he wanted another drink before he showed her how good he was to which he replied a dark ‘sure’. A wicked idea began to form in your head and with a hum to the ‘bartender?’ call the blonde let out, you decided to play with him back. “Yeah, Wolffe should be here in a little bit.”

“Wolffe? So you finally gave me a name for your mystery man.” The twi-lek watched as you poured two more beers at the back of the bar while standing near the blonde and clone.

You caught the way Cross visibly tensed at the mention of Wolffe. The clone had flirted with you on more than one occasion and he was positive that you’d happily welcome a three-some with them both. A thought that had crossed your mind a few times. But something you’d noticed quickly, was that whenever you mentioned the one-eyed clone, Cross became very intense with you. The last time you’d mentioned seeing Wolffe in the bar he’d practically fucked you into the wall. “Won’t be a mystery much longer. He asked me to marry him.”

Your coworker bounced in excitement at the news. “No way! What did you say?” Her eyes scanned your hand for a ring but frowned when she didn’t see one. “You said no?”

Stepping back over to Cross and the blonde, you set the glasses down slowly. “Oh, I said yes, just let the ring at home. You never know when” you slid your sniper's glass towards him before knocking over the blonde onto her. “ accidents might happen.”

“Ugh! You idiot! Look what you’ve done!” The blonde jumped back and stomped her heel against the durasteel floor with a humph.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry.” You feigned a frown before passing a rag to the woman. “Here. Maybe this will help.”

The tag was grabbed angrily from your hand as the woman began to dab at her dress. “Well, what about my friend here? You got his pants soaked.”

“My shift is done, but I guess I could take care of him too.” You nodded to your coworker who raised an eyebrow as you stepped around the bar and made your way to the clone. Moving in front of the woman, you smirked at your man. “Ready for me to soak your face instead, Wolffe?” Your hand snaked into your pocket and you hit the power on the cock ring.

Cross stood with a groan and pulled you into a deep kiss. Using Wolffe's name was so damn dirty of you. You knew exactly what it did to him. “Let’s go, fiancé.” His hand slid around your waist and pulled you close. Another groan left him as he slid his hand into your pocket as well and clicked off the damn device currently housing his cock. Too fucking long had you been touting him like this. He needed to get his payback.

-*-

But he wouldn’t get it, not yet at least. As soon as the door to your shared apartment shut, he was on you. You were pressed against the wall and his lips instantly found yours. Rough kisses mixed with irritated growls came from him as he pulled at your work shirt. “How dare you bring that reg up like that.” His knee forced its way between your legs and against your dampening heat. “You want him, don’t ya? Want him between these legs? Fucking you like an animal against this wall.”

You chuckled darkly at him while sliding your hand down the front of his pants. “Look who's talking.” Your fingertips grazed across the delicate skin of his cock, creeping slowly around it. “You wanted to take that blonde behind the bar and fuck her. Think about me while you did it?” His hand reached up and gripped your chin tightly as he angrily pulled you into a deep kiss. You gripped his cock and began to stroke it before pulling your hand away. He growled against your lips while rutting into you, making you laugh.

“Maybe she wouldn’t have been as mouthy as you’re being.” He regretted the words the moment they left him. You’d pulled the remote out of your pocket while he’d kissed you and now, with the hottest and dirtiest smirk he’d ever seen on you, you clicked it on. “K-Kriff.” His head fell to your shoulder and he rutted harder against your hips, chasing the release you’d been teasing him with for the last hour.

“Oh, my dear Sniper. Is there something you want?” You pursed your lips playfully next to his ear and spoke nice and slow. He whined against your teasing touch when he felt your fingers against his pants again. You nuzzled his ear with the tip of your nose while your other hand increased the intensity of the cock ring. He moaned against your shoulder a desperate ‘yes’.

“K-kitten, I need to c-cum.” He’d been on the precipice for the last thirty minutes and you bringing up Wolffe had just pushed him even closer. Suddenly the vibrations stopped and Cross looked up at you. There it was again, that twinkle in your eye that made him tingle all over. “W-what?”

You stepped away from him and moved towards your small kitchen. A chair was pulled from the table and placed in the center of the room. “Be a good boy and sit for me.” Your fingers ran over the back of the chair as he did as he was told. His hands went to unclasp his pants but you were quickly grabbing them and pulling them behind his back. You pulled the belt from your pants off and wrapped it around his wrists, binding them together. “I didn’t say you could pull that out, did I?”

Cross’s breathing quickened as he tried to wrap his head around what was happening. You'd stepped into this new position of control so easily and fuck if it wasn’t turning him on so damn much. All he wanted at this point was for you to ride him and drain him. “M-Mesh’la. Please.”

“Please? Now that’s a delicious word from you I don’t usually hear. Do you want to cum that badly?” He nodded to you with a desperate look in his eye, it made you feel proud that you’d done this to him. Usually it was him holding all the power. “Even more reason for you to hold on then.” Walking away from him, you entered your room and dug through the closet for a moment.

Never had he felt this desperate for a release. Never had he been tied up and bossed around by someone so incredibly hot like you. Kriff, he was glad he was marrying you. The ring around his cock began to vibrate once more, making his eyes squeeze shut. “Fuck, baby.” The vibrations stopped once more allowing him to relax and open his eyes, the sight of you in the doorway nearly pushed him into his release.

You knew how much he loved seeing you in Bad Batch colors, you also knew how much he adored seeing you in his shirt and his name around your thigh. So your little outfit hadn’t been that hard to figure out. You’d swiped one of his black tops and brought it to a friend who made costumes for exotic dancers. She’d perfectly converted it into a sexy piece of lingerie that covered your breasts just enough to show off the logo of his squad on one side and the crosshair of a scope on the other. “My beloved, sniper.” Your black heels clicked loudly on the floor as you made your way to him, something red and silicone in your hand. The black lace of the panties you wore caught the light and allowed the red hues to catch his eye. You loved the way he shifted in the seat trying to get a more comfortable view of you. The strain of his cock against his pants was becoming more and more delicious to see. “Do you want to touch me?” He nodded as you stepped in front of him and let him get a good look at your outfit. Turning in place, all angles of the setup were able to be seen and that’s when you heard him inhale at the little line of numbers running down your spine in a fresh tattoo.

“CT-9904” came out in a strangled moan from him, the sight of the numbers and the feeling of the vibrating ring around his cock and balls was becoming too much. You looked fucking stunning in his colors with his shirt and his numbers on your body. His, all his. No one would be able to deny that, not even Wolffe. “Perfect place.” Now whenever he fucked you from behind he’d be able to see his designation. The vibrations finally stopped and he moaned softly, he was so damn close.

“Let’s see if you think so.” Holding up the red silicon object, you watched the way his eyebrow raised in confusion. “Hold still.” You leaned over in front of him, giving a teasing view of your breasts, and placed the object on his thigh. Slowly, you ran your hand around his leg and wrapped the object into place. “Try to not cum too soon.”

Cross took a moment to look at the object on his leg, trying to figure out what your game plan was. Though he wasn’t able to focus for too long thanks to the lovely sight of your breasts in that damn top. How mad would you be if he just ripped that off of you with his teeth? You moved back to speak and that’s when he realized what you’d placed on him. “G-grinder?” He’d mentioned getting one for you to try out a few weeks ago but he hadn’t realized you’d ordered it. The intention had been for you to be pumping his cock while riding his thigh. Instead, you were forcing him to resist his release.

“Do you like it? I took what you said to heart and looked for one I liked.” And boy was he in store for a special surprise with the one you picked.

“You did?” He groaned as you straddled his leg and nestled yourself on the grinder. That little squeak you made as you moved slowly forwards made his cock twitch achingly against his pants. When something silver glimmered between your breasts Cross raised an eyebrow. Maybe it was a piece of the wire in your top?

A chuckle left your lips as you leaned your head forward and ran your lips against his ear. “I did. I always take what you say and listen carefully.”

Wait, why did you say it that way? His mind began to run through things he’d said previously, wondering what it was that was pulling at him. Something was telling him this was the consequence of his big mouth. “Like w-what?”

You hummed in thought as your hips rocked back and forth across the ridges and bumps of the grinder. “Like how you prefer when I make the meat just a bit spicy. Or how you prefer milk in your caf.” A devilish grin crossed your lips while you dragged your teeth across his lobe. “Or how I’m such a good little sub.”

It hit him like a ton of durasteel. What you’d said had thrusted a sudden memory to the front of his mind. Your sweet lovely body was wrapped around him as he buried himself between your legs. His nails dug into the supple flesh of your ass, holding you up and against the wall. “Such a good little whore. My pretty little sub. You’re just so good at following everything I say. Maker, I love to see you squirm, now I wanna hear ya moan.” He’d thrust heavily into you a few more times as you screamed and wailed between heavy breaths. “You’ll always be my good little sub.”

“Me and my big m-mouth.” Cross’s head fell back as he realized he’d been the one to egg you on. Been the one to make you find this dominating side and tease him like this. This was all his fault and fuck did he plan on doing it again and again.

“Yes, that big mouth of yours.” Reaching between your breasts, you pulled out two silver remotes that looked identical. “It gave me an idea. So I bought this for some fun. But then you showed up with your gift.” You held both remotes up for him to see. “Can you tell which one is for your toy and which one is for mine?” When he shook his head, you chuckled darkly. “Neither do I. Shall we play a game then?”

“A game?” He moaned loudly as you pressed the buttons on both remotes. Your pleasure-filled cries filling the air. Head falling back and mouth open in pleasure, you allowed your hands to fall behind you and grip his knee as you rocked back and forth in desperation. “Kriff, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He’d happily spend every remaining day of his life watching you like this. Your hips rolling against his thigh while the toy vibrated intensely between your legs. The sweet delicious sounds of your pleasure filled his ears for as long as they could.

Fuck, the grinder was more intense than you realized it would be. Trying to even think straight or form basic sentences was nearly impossible. It took more focus than you’d ever admit to look back at him and explain your game. “P-pick one…gah…at a-any p-point…mmmph… you c-click it offfff…. If it’s n-not yoursss…you can’t cum.” A gasp left your lips as your string of pleasure began to tighten. Fuck, you were already getting so close, this grinder was amazing.

He could practically see how weak you were becoming from your need to release. But he knew you better than you knew yourself. The grinder wouldn’t be enough to get you off, not in the way you wanted or deserved. Cross shifted in his seat and nodded to your left hand. “That one, kitten. Put it in my hand.” You gave him a hazy nod and leaned against him, your delectable breasts in that delicious top straining to stay contained. Deciding to add to your pleasure, Cross began to bounce his leg. You screamed out in need while holding onto him tightly and looking over his shoulder to slide the silver remote into his bound hands. Crosshair turned his head and buried his face into your neck, inhaling the scent of your perfume and liquor. A smell that was intoxicating to him. “You're so incredibly sexy like this, Mesh’la. Taking so much control and wrapping me around that little finger of yours.” He growled his words into your skin as little teasing kisses were placed in the crook of your neck. You whined into his shoulder as your speed hastened, no doubt chasing the release you so desperately wanted. “But if I know my girl, then I know you’re so painfully close right now you’re on the verge of tears. That you need something extra to push you over the edge. No amount of dominating will get you that release, pet.”

He dragged his teeth slowly across your shoulder teasing you in the best way imaginable. “Please.” It wasn’t fair, you were supposed to be showing him you were more than a little sub. That you could totally be a dom and yet he was so damn right. You couldn’t get off like this. Not when that thing to push you over was him and that glorious rod between his legs. He chuckled darkly into your skin in that annoying but sexy cocky voice of his and it made you more determined to fight the need to grab his cock and ride it until morning. Instead, you pulled back a bit and kissed him deeply as your movements became more erratic. If you could just move to the right position you’d be soaking his leg.

Crosshair didn’t need Jedi abilities or enhanced senses like Hunter to know exactly what you were trying to do. A deep growl came from him as he let you rut against him for a bit. “Let me help.” He opened his mouth slowly and dragged his teeth across your skin once more. A loud whine escaped your lips as you tried to utter a shaky ‘n-no’ to him. With a roll of his eyes, Cross bit into your shoulder making you scream in ecstasy as you came undone around his leg.

What he didn’t expect was the absolute carnal desires that were released as you did so. The sound of your voice as you cried out in pleasure, how your body shuttered and slowed against him as you rode through your high and that sweet stench of sex and sweat in the air. It all made him need to fuck you so damn bad, like how an animal catching the scent of its mate in heat was pushed to breed them. Fuck, the idea of breeding you, his fiancé, drove that desire so much more.

Your thumb trailed across the button of the remote in your palm, ready to hit it and possibly turn off your toy. But the sound of fabric snapping pulled you from the hazy bliss of post-orgasm high. Before you could even react, his arms were around you and holding you tight. “C-cross!” Those arms you loved, scooped under your ass and moved you carefully to the floor as he groaned against the continued vibrations of his cock ring. So far it seemed he hadn’t tried to turn it off as both toys were still going.

“I know that wasn’t enough for you. It’s time for you to get your prize for being so damn naughty tonight.” Cross reached between his legs and practically ripped his pants down in urgency. It was no longer a want to fuck you, it was a need. He’d been fighting his release for nearly a damn hour and he just couldn’t do it anymore. His pants caught on the grinder and he easily ripped the toy off in annoyance, throwing it to the side without a second thought. It buzzed angrily on the ground and when you moved to hit the button on your remote to try and stop it, he grabbed it and threw both remotes towards the discarded toy. “Together.” Was all he said as he lined his caged cock with the soaking heat of your cunt. “So fucking wet. You like your little orgasm?” A shaky ‘y-yes’ came from you and he clicked his tongue before laughing and bending down to kiss you.

His tongue danced across your lips demanding entrance, which you eagerly gave to him. While the orgasm had been amazing, it wasn’t amazing enough. No, there was only one way to get the orgasm you wanted and that was from him dominating you and fucking you into the floor. “Cross, fuck.”

There was that needy whine of yours that turned him to a hundred. He understood what you were trying to do, how you were trying to be the dominating one. But you were just too damn sweet to fully be able to do it. “My little pet, you did so well today. So fucking sexy controlling me.” You whined at the praise he poured over you as the tip of his cock teased your entrance, lubing itself up with your prior release. He caught one of the little tears that ran down your cheek and lifted it for you to see. “Don’t cry, you truly did a great job today. Now let me reward you.”

That fucking praise that he gave you always did something to you inside. The fire inside you burst into a full inferno as he continued to praise you and let you know how well you’d done. The promise of a reward was mentioned and you moaned at the idea. Yes, a reward for controlling your clone fiancé so perfectly that he was now ready to destroy you like an animal that’s finally pinned its prey. “Yes. Fuck, Crosshair. I want it so badly.”

How could he refuse you when you begged so sweetly? Without another word, he slid into you and groaned at how tightly you clamped down around him. You let out a beautiful wailing moan as the vibrating silicon of his cock ring made contact with your clit, reactivating your entire body. Breathy pants and cries of his name filled your apartment while he took a moment to savor your beautiful body beneath him once more. “Gonna show ya why you're mine and not that cocky Reg’s.”

He slid out painfully slow from your heat before hungrily thrusting back into you. The mention of Wolffe had your head spinning. So this was your reward, a hard and mind-blowing fucking after bringing up Wolffe once more. At this point, you did it on purpose just for him to get this riled up. “Always yours, only yours.” He quickly increased his speed and your body was bouncing in time with him.

Crosshair watched in delight as your breasts broke free of the top just from the force in which he was fucking you. Usually end worry this was too rough, even for you, but the smile and cries of pleasure leaving you let him know you were okay. “Damn right, you are.” A tightness pulled at him with each long hard thrust he put into you. He wouldn’t last much longer, too long he’d been edged. “Hang on, ain’t gonna l-last much longer.”

You locked your legs behind his back and gripped his knees that were on each side of him. A thought occurred to you and before you chickened out, you decided to try something else new. “I demand you cum in me, Crosshair. Fill me with every single drop you have.” His grip on your hips tightened with each command that left your lips.

Now that had awoken something within him. “Countdown, now”.

You didn’t hesitate, or try to ask a question.

“10…9…8…7…6…5” With every number his thrusting became harder and his grip tighter. You hung on to the next number for far longer than you should have, earning an annoyed cry from the clone buried within you.

“4”

“You’re such a good dom, kitten.”

“3”

“I’m so proud of you.”

“2”

“So fucking pretty taking my cock.”

“1”

“I love you so damn much.”

Cross moaned loudly as he came within you, your release coming mere moments later. Finally, after nearly an hour, he’d gotten his release within the only woman he’d ever want to cum in. His hands held you tightly as he allowed your body to milk him with each slow stroke he did. “Kriff. Keep doing that and we may end up with a kid.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” You fought to catch your breath as his thrusts slowed to a halt. A small whine left you when he pulled out of you to pull off the cock ring and discard it with the remotes and grinder.

He’d handle turning them off later, for now, he truly just wanted to hold you close. Cross pulled you into his arms easily and slid you both towards the couch in your nearby living room. With the energy fully drained from him, he opted to keep his back against the couch and just pull a blanket down to cover you both. “Not sure I’m ready to share that sexy body of yours with anyone else yet, even if it is our kid.” But damn would you look stunning swollen with his child.

You adjusted into him and relaxed with a content sigh. “Really? No one?”

Crosshair rolled his eyes as he picked up on what you were trying to hint at. “If you can dominate him like you did me, then perhaps I’d be up for Wolffe watching.”

Something within you ignited at the delicious idea. “Just watch?”

Fuck, he loved how naughty you could be. “Edge him for as long as you did me and I’ll let ya fuck him.” Hell, he’d let ya fuck any of them if it meant watching a few regs get tortured in the process. He liked his brothers, he truly did. He got so little pleasure in things, but he knew that watching them be dominated by you, teased, and wound up by you would be a delicious delight. Besides, at the end of the day, it would be him planting his seed in your belly and marrying you.

After all, you were his pretty little switch.

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