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His Heir pt. 37 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: angst

Word count: 2200

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I sighed as I looked over the agenda for the day. It felt like everything had picked up since the gender announcement. Both mine and Maul’s days were jammed packed with meetings, going over data, and answering members of Crimson Dawn. It was tiring. Luckily though, Maul was making me go once either my work was done or when my day was supposed to be over so I didn’t overwork myself. On one hand that is great because I don’t have to pick any extra work or do overtime, but it also meant that I spent most evenings alone and went to bed alone most nights. 

“You ready for our briefing?” Qi’ra asked. 

I sighed mentally preparing myself to get up. Maul had said the baby’s growth will slow down soon, but I swear he had actually gone through a growth spurt. I was currently 26 weeks but I wasn’t too sure how big he was measuring at, but luckily we would get to find out tomorrow before we leave for Dasar’s wedding. 

“Do you need a hand?” Qi’ra asked, slightly teasing. 

“No, not yet.” I said with a laugh before getting up. 

We walked into Maul’s office and took our seats in front of his desk.

“Have you both looked over your own agendas for the day?” Maul asked. 

“Yes.” We both said with a nod. 

“Good. Be sure to stick to them strictly. That means when having meetings you make sure all parties are aware of the time frame and do not go over the allotted time,” we nodded along as he spoke, “Lady Yn, my only note for you today is to not skip lunch.” He said with a stern look. 

“I won’t and for the record, I didn’t do that yesterday. I ate while I worked.” I explained. 

“Not today. Give yourself the break. Understood?” 

“Yes, sir.” 

“As for Lady Qi’ra…” 

His tone had me worried as I glanced over at her. 

“Dryden Vos. What can you tell me about his death?” Maul asked, sitting up a little bit straighter and crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a pointed look. 

“What do you mean, Lord Maul?” 

I could tell she was scared. 

“Well, you were the only one currently working here that was present at the time of his death… you must know something. Right?” 

I watched Qi’ra as she took a deep breath, “His ship was attacked. He was killed by the attackers, along with almost everyone on board.” 

“And yet you managed to escape?” Maul asked, raising an eyebrow ridge. 

“Luckily, yes.” 

“Hm.” Maul said as he contemplated what she had just said, “Lady Qi’ra now that this is the story you’ve told me, it better be the one you stick to. Though if I find out you're discussing the matter again you won’t get the chance to speak of it ever again. Have I made myself clear?” 

“Yes, sir.” She said, voice shaking. 

“Oh and, I don’t want to hear of this Han Solo ever again.” Maul added. 

She nodded. 

“You’re dismissed, Lady Qi’ra. Lady Yn please stay for a moment.” Maul said. 

Qi’ra nodded and quickly stood and left the room. 

“Sorry I wasn’t there this morning, I wanted to get here early enough to get a head start on work.”

“It’s okay.” I brushed it off. 

“I’ll be home for dinner tonight though.” 

“I look forward to it.” I smiled, causing him to do the same, even just briefly before his com went off. 

“Meetings.” He said apologetically. 

“Don’t worry. I will see you later, love you.”

“I love you too, my dear.” 

I got up and left his office to go back to mine and Qi’ra’s office. For the time being, I had it to myself since Qi’ra had left for a meeting as well. 

One of the perks of being busy at work meant that time flew. So, right now I was collecting my things and getting ready to leave. I was going to ask if Qi’ra knew if Maul was in a meeting or not, but ever since this morning she’d been very quiet. 

When I made it to our quarters the first thing I did was change. Business wear was not baby bump friendly in terms of being comfortable to wear all day. After I changed I decided to spend some time reading while I waited for Maul to return. I went over to the large bookcase he had in the living area and began reading the titles on the spine. I absolutely loved that he still had real books. My eyes landed on one towards the end that piqued my interest. 

“Stories of the Nightbrothers and Nightsisters. How does that one sound, kih ik'aad? (little baby)” I asked as I grabbed it. 

I had recently taken up calling him that without really realizing it, but it seemed to be sticking for the time being. At least for me. 

I took the book over to the couch and got comfortable as I began reading one of the stories out loud to the baby. I finished that one and began a second, and then a third. Before I knew it, I had been reading for nearly an hour and a half… Maul should be home soon. After some thought, I decided to mark the page I had left off on by folding the top corner down before closing the book and setting it on the side table. Then I grabbed my datapad and began messaging the kitchens to bring us dinner. It would take at least half an hour for the food to get here so I had plenty of time to get the table set. In the meantime, I decided to double-check the plan for tomorrow. 

I had the housekeeping droids pack my luggage for me for the trip to Dasar’s wedding. Maul and I were set to leave tomorrow at 3:00 pm. We were going to leave at 10:00 am but a last-minute meeting forced us to push it back some. Once I was done checking, I set the table and waited for Maul. 

He should be here by now. 

I got a message from the kitchens telling me the food was being brought up. 

Any minute now. I messaged Maul telling him dinner would be here soon. Nothing. 

Foods here. 

I ended up waiting as long as I could before going ahead and eating. Alone. I took my time eating, hoping Maul would show up to join me. No such luck. Once I was finished I decided to shower, but before leaving the dining room I made sure Maul’s food was covered and placed in the warming drawer so in case he showed up while I was in the shower, he could eat. 

I stayed in the shower as long as I could, once again hoping that when I got out, got my soft robe wrapped around me, and walked out I would find him waiting for me. He wasn’t. I checked my datapad for any messages from him. Once again nothing. 

My last attempt to see him before I went to bed was staying up watching a holo. I made it halfway through before I could barely keep my eyes open. I had to get to bed. I sent Maul a message telling him that his dinner was in the kitchen, I was going to bed, and reminding him about my appointment tomorrow at 8. He didn’t have any meetings at that time for a reason. 

It took me a while to fall asleep but even then, I never heard Maul come home. 

The next morning I was woken up by Maul pressing a kiss to my forehead before he left. I didn’t have anything planned for today since we were supposed to leave earlier. So I laid in bed for another few minutes before finally getting up. Before I got ready I sent Maul a message asking him if he’d rather meet at the medical unit or come by here and walk with me there. I set down my datapad as I got ready. Once I was I grabbed it and saw no messages from Maul… he hadn’t even read the message. 

I sighed as I slipped my shoes on. He had never missed one yet. And sure I could reschedule it, but this was my last check-up before our trip. So I had to get it done now. 

When I got there I went through all the standard check-up stuff before we got to my favorite part, the ultrasound. 

"And there he is." The medical droid said. 

I looked over at the screen and couldn't help but smile. My son. 

"Would like copies of the scan?" The droid asked. 

"Yeah, just have them sent to my data pad. I'll share them Lord Maul later." 

"Very well. I must have a few questions before you leave, is that alright?" 

"Yeah." I nodded. 

"Okay. Question one, how are you feeling?" 

"Fine." I sighed. 

"Care to elaborate?" 

"Note really.” I suddenly didn’t really want to answer these questions because they were making me think about how Maul had seemingly forgotten about today. 

"Question two, have you been eating properly?" 

"Yup." I was being short with the droid. 

"Question three, have you been experiencing any discomfort?" 

"I'm carrying a human/zabrak hybrid, force-sensitive baby in my uterus, and despite only being 26 ½ weeks he’s had a growth spurt and is measuring 29, almost 30 weeks, so yes, I've been experiencing discomfort." I sassed. 

"How would you rate your discomfort, on a scale of 1-10." 

I let out a frustrated sigh, I was tired and missed Maul, "it's like a 5-6, very annoying but manageable. Are we almost done?" 

"Question four, have you been sleeping properly?" The droid ignored my question. 

"No." I said quietly. 

"Do you know what the cause is? If you're uncomfortable, try laying on your side. Many women at this stage in their pregnancy find it is more com-" 

"I'm not uncomfortable, just lonely. Maul's been super busy." I bit my lip, keeping the tears at bay, "I'm done. I'd like to leave now. Send me the scans." I sat up and pulled my shirt down. 

Before the droid could say anything I was gone. I went straight to Maul's office. He shouldn't have anyone right now. I opened the door and he didn't even bother to look up and see who it was.

"Don't you understand the concept of a closed door!? If the door is closed you do not enter. I do not have time for drop-ins right now. Go to Qi'ra and schedule a meeting. Now get out!" He said, not even glancing up to see it was just me. 

Suddenly all the sadness I felt melted away and was replaced with anger. 

"Didn't know I needed a meeting to speak to the father of the child I'm carrying." I snapped. 

He turned to face me eyes wide. 

"Yn, I'm sorry, I didn't kn-" he began, clearly upset that he yelled at me. 

"It's whatever." I cut him off, "Your heir is doing fine by the way. I'll send you the scans." I turned to leave and he used the force to shut the door before me. 

"Maul, open the door." I practically growled. 

I heard him sigh defeated and the door opened. 

"I'll see you tonight." He said gently. 

I scoffed, "I've heard that one before." 

"I will." 

"You better, we leave at 3:00." I said before leaving.

I made my way to where Qi'ra was working. 

"Yn, everything alright?" 

"Yes, do you have Maul's schedule?" 

"Yes..." 

"Send it to me." I said taking a seat at my desk. 

"Yes ma'am." She could tell I was in one of those moods where you don't question me. 

I looked it over and saw that he had meeting well into the evening again. 

"What the hell?" 

"Is something wrong?" 

"Why does he have meetings after 3:00?" 

"Last minute, urgent meetings." She replied. 

"We're supposed to leave at 3:00 for Dasar's wedding." 

"That's not until next week." 

"No, it's not. No... does he think it's next week?" 

Her silence gave me my answer. 

Without any hesitation, I sent a message to the hangar for them to prep my ship for departure. Then I pushed myself up out of my chair and went back to Maul's office. He looked panicked as he scrolled on his datapad. 

"So I guess I'm going alone?" 

"Yn- I-"

"Save it. I've been reminding you and reminding you about this. Clearly, you weren't listening. My stuff is packed. I already sent for my ship to be prepared. I was waiting until 3:00 to let you finish for the day but since you're not going I don't have to wait and I can get there earlier for my friend..." I was crying at this point. 

“Yn, please give me some time to figure something out.” Maul pleaded. 

“No. I am leaving. Feel free to show up when you can. Or don’t. I literally couldn’t give a single fuck about what you do right now.” I said before turning to leave. 

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His Heir pt. 29 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

A/N: No, I did not mistakenly post this on my side blog. If you have not heard my main blog is currently shadowbanned. IDK when it'll get fixed but I have sent in a support form and have even tweeted to support and have yet to hear anything about it. So for now until it's fixed I'll post here and reblog to my main blog.

Warnings: Angst, dialogue-heavy... italics are flashback

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This morning I found myself standing in the meeting room going over the plan for my short trip to Mandalore. It felt more like a battle meeting than just a trip debrief. Maul was obviously worried about me, but it felt like he was going a bit overboard. 

“And I want check-ins every 3 hours.” He declared. 

I shook my head, “Three?” 

“Yes. I need to ensure both of you are okay.” He said. 

“With all due respect, that’s overkill. I can’t do every three hours. Do you really want me to wake up every three hours? I barely get enough sleep as it is.” I said. 

Maul sighed, “Fine, every 6 hours, is that okay?” 

I knew he wasn’t thrilled that I just snapped at him in front of the guards. He was in no way mad or upset with me, just not thrilled about what I did. So I made him a counteroffer. 

“Every six hours, and as needed.” 

I knew that suggestion gave him peace of mind by the way his shoulders relaxed. 

“That’s everything. The ship should be ready. Guards, you are all dismissed. Lady Yn and I will meet you there momentarily.” Maul said. 

I watched as they all filed out before Maul was stepping over to me. He held his hand out to me, offering to help me up. I took it but didn’t let it go once I was standing. Instead, I gave it a hard squeeze in comfort. 

“We’ll be okay, Maul.” I said, bringing my other hand to rest on my stomach. 

“I know, I know… I’m just worried is all. A lot could go wrong.” He admitted. 

“But it won’t. Everything will be okay. 20 hours in hyperspeed, a maximum of 12 on Mandalore, and another 20 hours back. I would say you won’t even miss me, but that would be a lie, wouldn’t it?” I asked, my voice holding a slightly playful tone as I teased him. 

“Missing you is a severe understatement.” He admitted, bringing his free hand up to cup my cheek. 

I turned my head to press a kiss to his palm before turning back to him and leaning into his hand a bit more. 

“We need to get going, the sooner I leave, the sooner I can be back.” I sighed, dreading the inevitable. 

I had been able to keep my emotions at bay for the whole morning, but I could feel them bubbling up now. I took a deep breath to keep back the tears I could feel pricking up behind my eyes. 

“It’ll be okay,” Maul said, I guess it was now his turn to comfort me, “I’ll always just be a com away. It doesn’t matter what time it is, or what I’m doing, I will always answer.” 

I nodded and wiped the few tears that had slipped out. 

“Let’s get going.” He offered me his arm. 

“Shouldn’t we do our goodbyes here? If we’re too affectionate out there it may stir up a rumor.” I said. 

“I don’t care what they think or say. Besides, there have been rumors about the nature of our relationship before, have there not?” Maul asked. 

“I mean, yeah there have been. But that was before we…” I trailed off since I still didn’t know what to label us as. 

He nodded, “If you would prefer to do it here, we can…” 

“I don’t mind either way. If you’re okay with doing it out there, I am too.” I said and he nodded, offering me his arm once again. 

I took it this time and tucked myself as close to him as I could, savoring these moments. Though it would only be a few days I was going to miss him. I had spent so much time with him since moving in, that the idea of not seeing him for more than a few hours was just strange. 

He led us through the halls of the compound and to the hangar. When we entered I saw the guards getting into the ranks as droids and mechanics finished preparing the ship to leave. It was only now that I looked at the ship they were working on that I realized they weren’t preparing mine, they were getting Maul’s personal ship ready. He must have sensed my confusion because he leaned over to speak to me. 

“I had them prepare mine instead. It has more safety features than yours does.” He explained. 

I nodded, “Good idea.” 

We walked over to the ship where one of the lead mechanics met us. 

“Lord Maul, your ship is ready for departure.”

Maul gave the woman a nod as I spoke up, “Thank you, Tika.”  

She gave me a small smile before walking off. Maul gave the signal to the head guard to begin loading up. As they walked passed us, I turned to face Maul and immediately my lower lip began to tremble slightly. 

“Just a few days.” He reminded me gently. 

I took a deep breath and nodded, “I know there are a lot of people still here but can I have one last hug?” I whispered. 

He gave me a small smile, “Of course.” 

His arms came around to hold me around the shoulders while mine went around his waist. I buried my face into his neck, taking in his scent one last time. I so badly wanted to be able to pull away and give him one last kiss, but I knew I couldn’t not with this many people watching. So instead, I opted to press a quick kiss to the junction where his neck met his shoulders. To my surprise, he also pressed a kiss to the side of my head. I pulled away reluctantly. 

“I don’t care how late it is when you return, I’ll be waiting here for both of you.” He said as his hand found its way to my stomach, he was still wearing the faintest of smiles. 

I nodded and took a deep breath, “I should go, they’re waiting on me.” 

He gave a small nod. 

It felt like time slowed as I stepped away from him and towards the ship’s ramp. 

The ship was homey but still felt so cold. I decided to just go to the main sleeping quarters for a bit while we took off and got going. When I got there I couldn’t help but smile. Sitting on the dresser was a basket with at least ten portion bread packets in it and a note written on flimsiplast. The note read: 

I wouldn’t want our son to go without his favorite snack. -Maul 

The note made my chest swell with love. It was such a small gesture but it was the sweetest thing to me. After washing my face from the tears, I snagged one of the portions and went ahead and made it up. By the time I walked out of the sleeping quarters, we were already in hyperspace. I made my way up to the front of the ship to have a seat with the pilots for a bit. 

The next 19 hours were fairly uneventful. And soon we were on the approach to the Surface of Mandalore. I was back up in the cockpit of the ship awaiting the guards on the surface to give us clearance. We were granted permission to land. I left the ship with a total of eight guards with me. 

Glancing around, it felt weird to be back here after all this time. The palace was practically gone, only certain parts were still standing. 

“This shouldn’t take long.” I said to the guards. 

“Right this way.” Our escort said. 

“I wasn’t aware that we would have an escort today.” I said. 

“Well, the route to the library is littered with debris. I’m here to ensure your safety.” She said. 

I shrugged it off, not thinking too much about it. We followed her until we were at the doors to the library. 

“Here you go!” The escort said cheerfully. 

“Thank you. You all wait here.” I said, but I was stopped by the leading guard. 

“Lady Yn, perhaps we should go in and scout the area before you enter.” He suggested. 

“I can assure you all, it’s secure. The only people that have ever stepped foot in the ruins of the palace are the patrol guards.” 

“I think I’ll be okay.” I said before going in. 

It was eerily quiet in there. Even more so than it was when I used to visit here before meeting Maul. 

I knew where the book should be but I wanted to take my time looking around for a moment. My heart stopped when I rounded the corner and saw someone squatted down looking at the lowest row of books on the shelf. It only took a second for me to recognize the figure. 

“How the hell did you get in here?” I asked causing her to jump and pull her blaster out. 

“Damn it, Yn. I could’ve shot you.” She said, putting the weapon away. 

“Oh, don’t act like you wouldn’t enjoy that, even just the slightest bit. Now tell me what you’re doing here before I call the guards.” 

She sighed, “I’m here for the family book.” 

“You don’t have to rights to that. Only the Mandalore does. And that’s me.” 

She scoffed. 

“Excuse you. Show some respect.”  

“Really? You cannot be serious, Yn. The is nothing to rule over. The Mandalorian people have been scattered across the galaxy-” 

“Only those who chose not to accept the traditions of Mandlore are scattered, the rest followed Maul and me to Dathomir. Just because they are not here or under Death Watch’s rule does not mean a thing. They have upheld the traditions of Mandalore, whoever wields the Darksaber is the ruler of the Mandalorian people, right now that is me.” 

“I could challenge you for it. Right here, right now.” She said. 

“You wouldn’t though.” I challenged. 

“Oh really?” 

“Really, or you would have already done it. You know that challenging me would mean killing me, and you don’t have it in you to do it… besides even if you did, it wouldn’t be you would fight.” 

“Yes, it would have that’s the rule.” 

I shook my head, “In the event that the Mandalore is with child and is challenged, they may choose someone to fight for them. Traditionally it’s the father of the child that fights. So you would be fighting Maul. You’ve seen him fight before, he doesn’t play fair. You would lose.” 

She stayed silent, knowing I was right. 

“Why are you here? What happened to me being too far gone, as you put it?” I asked. 

“Someone told me you’d be here, I snuck in during the shift change of the guards… I just needed to see you, talk to you one last time…” 

“I have nothing to say to you. Especially not after you insulted me, my baby, and their father all in one go.” 

“I know…” She looked down and if my guard wasn’t so far up I might have believed her shamefulness, “I am sorry, not for insulting Maul. My opinion of him will never change. But I should not have insulted you or your child… I just want to know what happened. We were so close as children what happened to that?” 

“Do you want the truth?” I could feel tears stinging my eyes as memories flooded my brain. 

“Yes.” 

“My happiest memories from childhood, since before Maul came into my life were when I just wasn’t around you. I don’t know how else to say it but being away from you I felt way happier than I did when I was with you. When we were little, I only ever wanted your approval..” I began. 

When I was brought into Sundari Palace, I remember meeting my new siblings. Satine was dressed in what I could only assume was her finest gown while it was clear Bo Katan had just come from some sort of training as she wore trousers and a fitted shirt. I decided at that moment I wanted to be just like Bo Katan. 

Once I was older and was learning what was expected of me, I knew being like her was out of the question, but that didn’t stop me from trying. She had caught me many times trying to sneak into the training grounds and would reprimand me every time effectively getting me in trouble with her parents. 

Looking back, I’m not sure she even realized what she was doing but it doesn’t erase how it made me feel. She would constantly put me down saying that I was never going to be like her. I remember even asking her once to show me her blaster and she laughed. From that moment on I knew I had to shower her I was strong enough to be like her. 

As we got older, after her parents passed, I broke out of my shell a little more in an attempt to prove myself to her. It was never enough. Nothing was ever good enough for her. 

After years of failing to prove myself to her. I gave up and decided it was time to make my own path. Shortly after that is when Maul showed up. He saved me. 

“Yn, that’s hardly fair, we were kids!” 

“No! How dare you say that it’s not fair? You ruined my childhood. I never got the praise you and Satine got. I didn’t get the chance to choose what I wanted to do, I tried to and you put me down every single time. So don’t say it’s not fair, sure maybe you weren’t aware because we were kids. But do not stand there and tell me I don’t have the right to feel this way. Because I do. I wasn’t the one talking shit about my sisters every chance that I got.” 

“I didn’t-” 

“Bullshit!” I cut her off, “If it wasn’t about Satine being a pacifist, it was about me and how I was obsessed with you and how I sucked at everything I tried to do. I was only obsessed because I wanted to be you… I thought you were the fucking coolest. You were badass. I only sucked at everything because you refused to help me no matter how much I asked. I was alone. Then when Maul showed up and I tried confiding in you that he had faith in me to do something with my life you freaked out… you pushed me away even further. I guess you didn’t realize that pushing me away from you was pushing me further into the arms of the one you hated the most… So yeah, excuse me for not wanting anything to do with you anymore…” Tears were streaming down my face by the time I finished. 

“Yn, I never knew…” 

“How could you? You never really paid me any attention unless it was to put me down.” 

There was a beat of silence before I spoke up again, “I need to find that book and get out of here. I suggest you get out of here too before I alert the guards of an intruder…” 

“You can take my page out of it.”

“Why would I do that?” I asked, it was a stupid question that I knew she was just using to manipulate me into feeling bad. It wouldn’t work though. 

“I mean you clearly hate me, why keep a reminder of me and all the mean things I did to you?” She snapped. 

“Because it’s still history. I can’t erase it just because I don’t like it. And just so you know, I won’t talk shit about to anyone. Not even to my son, I wish I could tell him about how wonderful his aunt was, but I won’t lie to him either. I refuse to stoop as low as you did, I’ll tell him we just didn’t get along, it will be up to him if he ever wants to know you. Also, I will be making sure that Korkie’s page is updated with his mother and father actually listed.” 

“Do you want Maul to hunt him down?” 

“He won’t. His issue was with Kenobi. The Jedi are gone, he is satisfied with that.” 

Our heads both turned as the sound of the heavy double doors being opened echoed off the walls. 

“That’s probably my guards coming to find me.” That was all I said, but it was enough for her to get the hint to get out of here. 

“Goodbye, sister.” 

I scoffed and shook my head, “I am not you sister, I never was.” 

She said nothing as she turned away and put on her helmet and ran off in the other direction. 

“Lady Yn?”

“Over here!” I called out to them. 

“Lady Yn, are you alright?” One of them asked when they finally found me and could see the tear stains on my cheeks. 

“Hormones.” I quickly lied, “I guess being back here has caused me to have some unpredictable emotions.” 

She nodded understandably. 

“Any luck on the book?” 

“Not yet, but I think I know where it might be.” And with that, I began to walk off to find it. 

It didn’t take long for me to find it. Once I had it, I was happy to be heading back to the ship. Once we had taken off and were in hyperspace again I called Maul. 

“I was starting to get worried.” Maul teased once he answered. 

“I’m sorry.” I mumbled.

“What’s wrong, my love?” 

“Nothing, just a long day.” I tried to lie. 

He saw right through it and his face was showing his concern, “No something is troubling you. Did something happen on Mandalore? Are you and the baby alright? I can arrange to meet the ship if I need to.” 

I shook my head, “No I’m alright. We both are… physically. But someone was there… Bo Katan. She snuck in under the radar.” 

I could tell Maul was angry the moment I said that. 

“She didn’t try to hurt us… But I finally told her everything. About why I left and why I refused to ever speak with her despite her attempts. I told her how she made me feel growing up. She didn’t take it very well… I haven’t considered her my sister for a long time, but I guess finally getting all of that off my chest and knowing that it was my last time probably ever seeing her just hit me harder than I was expecting. He probably wasn’t making it any easier either with all the hormones and everything…” 

Maul was quiet as he listened intently. 

“Maul, if I hated her so much, why does it hurt so much still?” I asked. 

“I don’t know, darling. Emotions are something that oftentimes elude me. I only wish I was there with you to help you through them.” 

“I wish you were here too…” I whispered. 

I could tell by the look on his face that he was thinking. 

“Give me one moment, my love.” He said before turning away from the hologram. He grabbed his com and spoke into it, “Qi’ra clear my schedule for the rest of the day. I have more pressing matters to attend to.” He said. 

“I may not be there physically but I do not plan on hanging up until you’ve landed back in the hangar.” 

I smiled at that. If I couldn’t have him here physically for comfort, this was the next best thing. We stayed on the call for the whole rest of the trip. I ended up falling asleep even but when I woke up he was still there. Only now he was in the kitchen, making himself breakfast wearing only a pair of sweatpants low on his waist. 

“Staring is rude, my love.” 

“Can’t help it.” I mumbled. 

He smiled hearing my sleepy voice, “Only about 4 more hours.”

“Still too long… You’re still going to meet us in the hangar?” 

“Of course, dear. I promised you, did I not?” 

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[vroomvroommuppett]

Hi! Could we get a smutty and fluffy follow up to the Sev x Jay x Reader story as it ended with “let’s put a baby in you”. The fun night and then afterwards about loving being together and having a family. ❤️

yes, yes we can

here is the one anon is referring too

a/n: i apologize. this is the first smut i’ve written in a while

notes: you’re a graphic and interior designer that worked from home; you decided to hyphenate jay and kelly’s last names, and are all severide-halstead (throuples are known and legal), but co-workers will call them their respective last names still sometimes

this was longer than i intended but i hope this is what you were wanting! i don’t mind going more in-depth into any of the topics i covered in this, as well as the other thouples i have listed here

when you finally got home, you were pushed up against the door by kelly while jay locked said door. jay came up behind you and started kissing your neck and you let out a moan when he hit your sweet spot. kelly tapped your legs and you wrapped them around his waist. when you and kelly broke apart, jay was the first to speak,

“c’mon babes, let’s take this upstairs, so we can worship our milf properly.”

kelly maneuvered you so you were thrown over his shoulder and took you upstairs with jay. once on the bed, everyone started stripping. they gave you a few orgasms before alternating coming in you, and once when they were both in you at the same time. the whole night was moans, profanities, statements, and screams.

“look at you, all ready for us” “i cannot wait until these are filled with milk” “i/we can’t wait to make you a mommy” “i can’t wait to make you daddies” and so on.

next shift, they would both get teased.

intelligence

“well looks like halstead got some after defending his wife”

“oh shut up ruzek. i think its sweet”

“what can i say? i love my wife and husband”

51

“damn severide, you look like you got mauled by a lion”

kelly just looked at casey confused

“your back?”

kelly goes to the mirror and looks at his back. there were fingernail scratches all up and down it.

“this stays between us, matthew”

matt just laughed and kelly sent a text to your group chat.

a few months later you weren’t feeling well and realized you were late so you went to the store to get tests. all six of them were positive. when kelly and jay came home, you gave them a bag each with a test. when they opened it, they both looked at you then your stomach then back up at you. kelly was the first to speak

“you’re pregnant?”

you just nodded, with tears in your eyes. both came and hugged and kissed you. throughout the pregnancy they were at your beck and call. when you went to find the gender, you not only found it out, but you also found out you were having twins, both which were girls. once everyone found out, they were so excited and helped in any way they could.

when your daughters were born, after a very long and painful labor, it was hard to take them away from jay and kelly. they wanted to protect them from the world. they would thank you for giving them your daughters and you were just in awe at how quickly they became professionals.

you named them fallon james severide-halstead and blakely jade severide-halstead.

they loved being at home with their girls and loved helping when you would get clogged ducts and in general. when the doctor cleared you for sex, will and connor took the twins and they went at your pace.

a year later you got pregnant, again.

life with them was amazing, and once your third baby was born, jay retired from working, and helped with them while you worked from your at-home office, and when you were pregnant with your fourth, kelly moved to ofi for consistent hours, and a less dangerous job, and you couldn’t be more grateful.

your last pregnancy you got pregnant with twins, again, and once they were born, you all decided that 6 was enough.

[erin-bo-berin]

hello! like everyone else I’ve been totally glued to your Steve fics lately. your take on his character/mannerisms are perfect!!

I have a request, if you’re interested: reader’s horny as hell and it’s all Steve’s fault. (personally I’m a sucker for future dad Steve/pregnant reader but if that’s not your vibe feel free to come up with another reason why we’re blaming him). Anyway, normally Steve would love nothing more than to help you out but today he’s actually working at his desk on some project due tomorrow morning so you’ll just have to wait until he’s done before he can attend to your needs. But that’s not going to stop you from trying your best begging/teasing techniques throughout the day, saying things that rile him up, touching him, blaming him for the situation, and appealing to his very deep need to take care of you.

After a long day putting up with you/attempting to stay strong, you finally say or do something that sends Steve over the edge. (He actually knocks over his desk chair as he mauls you.) But Steve’s going to have to pay you back for all the teasing you’ve unleashed on him all day by taking his damn time.

smut city, pls!

Ooh now THIS is appealing! But yes I’m all for having horny pregnant reader. I mean good lord if I had that to look at every day, I’d be popping out kids every year because I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off him 🤣

Let’s pretend this is how Steve looks after a good fuck 👀

All Your Fault

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Smut (lots of smut, it gets pretty filthy I’m sorry), Pregnant Reader

You thought you knew what to expect during pregnancy.

Morning sickness, cravings, weight gain, fatigue, you get the drift. You even knew to expect mood swings throughout the pregnancy.

What you didn’t expect was to be as horny as a wild animal in mating season.

You were nearing the end of your fourth month of pregnancy. The nausea had dissipated, your energy had increased some and you felt better than you had in weeks. Your body was growing and changing daily, making room for the life that was growing exponentially fast with each week passed.

You’d finally made it through the stage where you no longer look bloated, but we’re starting to sport a small, noticeable bump. Most likely it was going to double in size by the end of next month, but for now, you treasured the baby bump, knowing you and Steve’s baby was growing like he or she should be.

You were taken back at first by how high your sex drive was at this point in pregnancy. You craved him as badly, if not more than the snacks and treats you’d been consuming lately.

Usually, Steve was more than happy to help you out. You were sure he was even more thrilled than you were about the extra intimacy. But this lately was wild, almost animalistic, lust-filled sex. Ironically enough, you hadn’t had much of that since the night you likely conceived.

But today, Steve had to be an adult. Or well, he had work to do.

Keith had unfortunately—much to your dismay—tasked Steve to do the inventory numbers at Family Video, leaving the task until last minute. Thus, he gave the annoying job to Steve, who had been hunched over his desk, hard at work all day, trying to finish the job before they were due in tomorrow, at the beginning of the month.

“Steeeeve,” you whined, “Can’t you take just a tiny break?”

“Baby, you know I’d love to,” he sighed heavily, pushing his hair out of his face, “But I still have a ways to go if I want to finish this before tonight.”

You sighed dramatically, flopping on the couch across the living room from him. You rubbed your belly soothingly.

“Daddy’s being mean to us, baby,” you pouted.

“Daddy’s also trying to get this nightmare of a project over with,” he mumbled in return, “Also, mommy is being over dramatic.”

“It’s your fault I’m like this,” you huffed.

“I think it’s more like the hormones from pregnancy, not me.”

“Is it possible to die from horniness?” you asked, dead serious.

“Babe, if it was, you would’ve killed me years ago,” he responded, his back still turned to you.

You stuck your tongue out at his back playfully, telling yourself you were going to concentrate on the game show that was on TV, but it didn’t last long at all.

Your eyes returned to your boyfriend, watching him. Your eyes slid along his back, knowing the feel of the muscles in them moving under your fingers as he moved above you. You could see the faint sign of his leg bouncing through the loose, gray pants he wore.

His butt looked amazing in those pants somehow, but so did his dick. It was amazing how they seemed to be loose fitting yet hugged the parts of him that you really shouldn’t be thinking of right now.

Then your mind wandered to his thighs. Ones you liked to perch yourself on, sometimes you rode them, getting yourself off by just a thigh alone. The delicious friction of it against your throbbing clit.

You really did have to stop your train of thoughts before you got yourself in a worse situation than you were currently in.

That was when you got the wicked idea to tease him. You were gonna make him sorry for leaving you in such a desperate state.

•

Lunchtime came and you fixed him a sandwich, bringing it into him, knowing he wouldn’t stop working to eat if you didn’t.

“Thanks sweetheart,” he smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist, patting your side, hand resting dangerously low on your ass.

This son of a bitch really was pushing your buttons at this point.

“No problem,” you smiled sweetly.

You looked over his shoulder at the paperwork in front of him, spread out on the desk.

“Not done yet?” you hummed, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind, hands gliding down his chest.

It was a delicate balance; trying to be purposely sensual but playing innocent as if you weren’t trying to seduce him at all.

“Nope.”

“That’s a shame,” you pouted, kissing his cheek, lips hovering near his ear, “How about a short lunchtime break? Let you bend me over this desk and have your way with me, hmm?”

You bit his earlobe softly, feeling him shudder under your touch.

“You know I can’t,” Steve said, surprisingly more firm than you were sure he felt.

“Hmm. Suit yourself. I think I’m going to take a bath, wash up really good. Over my chest, my legs. Lather up the ladies real well,” you said, motioning to your boobs, which had grown fuller over the last few months.

He was blinking at you like an owl, unable to say anything.

“T-That’s fine,” he cleared his throat of the rasp that’d come out, “You go ahead, I’ll be here if you need me.”

“Well you know where you find me, if you need me,” you winked, sauntering off towards the bathroom.

The bath wasn’t that great, honestly. It was fine, refreshing, but all you wanted was Steve to strip naked and join you. You groaned, stepping out when you were done, draining the water.

You needed to up the ante if you wanted results.

•

The soft, silky bathrobe you donned was tied loosely at your waist. One tug and it could easily pull right open to expose your naked body underneath.

You carefully arranged the neckline of it so it showed the perfect amount of your cleavage. Where he could see your chest heaving from your labored breath, could access your neck where your pulse was spiking—symptoms of your intense desire for him.

He’d barely moved from where you’d left him.

One of his hands was in his hair, head resting in his hand, arm propped on the desktop, his fingers clutching a pencil and scribbling. Occasionally he would pause, punch some numbers into the calculator next to him and then resume writing.

The plate next to him was empty save for some crumbs. At least he’d eaten, that was something.

You stopped at the edge of his desk, rapping your knuckles against the desktop to get his attention.

“Can I get you anything else to eat?” you asked, motioning to the plate when he looked up at you.

“No, that was enough. Thanks for fixing it for me,” he smiled.

“Not a problem,” you replied, casually.

Purposely, you reached across the desk from where you were standing to grab the plate, making sure he had the perfect view of your cleavage. When you pulled back, one shoulder of the robe had slipped, exposing even more skin.

You might’ve missed it if you weren’t looking straight at him, but you saw Steve’s eyes flicker downwards then back up to your face, looking glazed. Then he blinked and was back to normal.

You let the disappointment settle internally and immediately went on to your next plan.

“Let me know if you want anything else,” you called in a sing-song voice as you headed towards the kitchen with the dirty plate.

You could’ve sworn you heard an answering grumble come from behind you.

•

Steve turned when he heard movement behind him.

“What are you doing?”

You looked up from where you were organizing the books on the small bookshelf you had in the living room.

“Just doing a little cleaning. Don’t let me bother you.”

“Shouldn’t you be resting?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Steve, I’ve gotta burn off this excess energy somehow,” you responded, turning back to where you alphabetizing the novels.

You made sure he was still looking when you bent over, as if peering closer at a certain book, making sure he got a full view of your ass in the tiny lounge shorts you decided to don.

You heard a creak behind you and turned to see Steve had turned back to his work.

You groaned inwardly. You were going to get him to fuck you if it meant you had to walk around naked.

•

As tempting as that thought was, you decided to forgo the walking around naked part. You were desperate, but you weren’t quite that desperate yet.

“How goes it?” you asked, walking in the room.

You’d spent the last few hours sitting in the kitchen reading your book and snacking on some strawberries. Just because you couldn’t have one of the things you were craving didn’t mean you were going to deprive yourself of your current food craving.

“Well I’m closer to being done than I was, if that tells you anything.”

“Steve, you’ve been at that desk nearly all day,” you frowned, “You must be stiff and sore.”

He groaned, rubbing at his neck and shoulders as if the power of suggestion was enough to make him realize just how sore he really was.

“Here, let me rub it for you,” you offered.

You put your hands on his shoulders, massaging gently, thumbs pressing into soft circles of his neck, kneading the knots out of his muscles.

He moaned softly, heading falling forward.

“That feels amazing, Y/N,” he complimented.

He was just asking for it at this point.

You leaned forward, breasts pressing against his back as you kissed his cheek, seemingly innocently.

“I know how else to make you feel amazing,” you purred, “And make you moan even more than you already were.”

His throat bobbed at his obviously hard swallow. One peek down at his crotch and you could see his cock was all aboard for the idea.

“I could suck you off, then let you get back to work,” you whispered, your voice as tantalizing as your words, “Let me wrap my lips around that pretty little cock of yours, make you moan so loud the walls rattle.”

He turned to look at you and you took the opportunity to press your lips against his. Your mouth purposely moved tantalizingly slow against his.

He hummed when you pulled away, his eyes still closed.

“You taste like strawberries,” he whispered.

“I know,” you smirked, your hands once again running down his chest.

“I know what you’re trying to do, Y/N,” Steve said, giving you a stern look, removing your hands gently from him.

“And what’s that?” you blinked innocently.

“You’re trying to get me to cave because you’re honey as fuck,” he said blatantly.

“I can’t help that I want to jump you,” you groaned, “But I know, I know, I’ll wait.”

“I don’t have much more to do, then I promise, I’m all yours,” Steve promised, kissing your cheek, turning back to his work.

You decided to give in to defeat at that point and just try to be patient, even if you did already feel like jumping out of your skin.

•

“I’m amazed you’ve been patient this long,” Steve said casually.

It was nearing late afternoon, three o’clock soon to be turning into four.

“Believe me, it’s not been easy,” you mumbled, resting against one of the stuffed chairs, watching him.

“Especially when my brain decides to turn every little thing you do into some sexual.”

He chuckled, amused.

“Like what?”

“You just writing for example. All I could think of is your hands and how they feel on my body, how your fingers feel tracing every curve, how they feel inside of me making me beg you to cum,” you groaned, “Sorry, I’m getting carried away again. I oughta just have gotten myself off. At least have one good orgasm imagining it was your hand instead of mine and—”

You jumped, hearing a loud crash. Without realizing it, Steve had hurled himself out of the desk chair, knocking it over. You gasped when he was on you, pulling your weight away from the chair you were leaning against, pressing your body into his. He kissed you hard, hungrily, making you moan into the kiss.

He was already moving you by the time you’d parted, breath heavy from the intense kiss. He backed you up against the edge of his desk, his body holding yours there with his own.

“There is no way I’m letting you get yourself off when I know I can do it and better,” he practically growled in your ear, pressing his crotch into you.

You felt his cock straining in his pants and you moaned, eager already for it.

“Fuck, if I knew that’s all it would’ve taken to get you to pay attention to me, I would’ve done it so much sooner,” you laughed a bit breathlessly.

“I was trying so hard to resist all day so I could get my work done,” he groaned, kissing you again.

“Not the only thing that was hard was it, big boy?” you giggled, nipping at his bottom lip.

“Don’t think you’re gonna get away with your little tricks,” he smirked, pushing all the contents of his desk on the floor.

You gaped at them, surprised.

“I’ll worry about that later,” he muttered, “I’ve got a gorgeous girl to tease.”

He grabbed your hips roughly, setting you on the desktop so you were at the same level as him. Before he did anything else, he practically tore your shirt over your head, groaning at the sight of your breast, nipples hard.

His hands grabbed them firmly, massaging them roughly in his large hands as his mouth moved against yours. You groaned at the wonderful feeling of his rough palms against your peaked nipples. You had never been as turned on as you were right now, your clit throbbing painfully, your panties soaked so thoroughly you wouldn’t be surprised if you left a puddle on his desk.

“Steve,” you whimpered, his mouth moving over your jaw and neck, sucking harshly in certain, random spots, “Can’t we just forgo the teasing this once?”

“Nope. Gotta give you a lesson you won’t forget,” he smirked, lowering his mouth to your chest.

Your breasts were still a tad sensitive and the feeling of his mouth on them practically made you salivate.

“Oh god,” you groaned, back arching into his mouth, his tongue and mouth sucking and licking at your nipples, giving them plenty of attention.

“See this is why I’m constantly horny,” you chuckled weakly, his lips moving back upwards towards your jaw and lips, “You’re too damn good at this.”

His hands had slid from your waist to your outer thighs, squeezing them as if to emphasize his next words which just so happened to be breathed over your lips.

“It’s because I love making you moan.”

God, not only his touch, but his words alone could like make you cum.

Your mouths connected again, his hands grabbing your ass roughly and pulling you into him as he ground his hips into yours. Your hands while tangled in his hair, quickly got on the same track as your brain, moving to his shirt to tug it off.

If he was gonna rub his dick against you like that and expect you not to act like a sex starved being, especially in your condition, then he was sorely mistaken.

He pulled away from your touch, causing you to scowl, but you were relieved to see he was just shedding his shirt. You were awarded with the glorious sight of his bare chest and stomach. If only he’d let you have a minute to just kiss and suck and lick the entirely of his naked upper half…

Much to your disappointment, he didn’t return to your lips, he stayed where he was, pulling off your shorts, cursing at the sight.

“I didn’t think you were wearing underwear when you pulled that bending over stunt,” he grunted.

You smirked, a bit proud of yourself.

“You sure stared long enough.”

“Yeah because all I wanted to do was take you, bent over like that,” Steve ground out.

Your thighs clenched, another pool of warmth gathering between them.

He tutted, like scolding a child as he once again pushed your thighs apart, readying you for his next level of teasing. He was on his knees before you before you could protest, his lips leaving a gentle kiss against your inner thigh.

“I’ve been so wet all day because of you,” you moaned, your desperation already showing.

You really were screwed if he had too much more teasing planned because you were already so desperate for him to have his way with you.

“And now you’re gonna learn how to be patient, aren’t you baby girl?”

He trailed his fingers along your entrance, gathering your slick.

“Yes, Steve,” you nodded eagerly.

You’d probably agree to anything right now as long as made home do something.

A finger pressed against your clit with just enough pressure to make you hiss through your teeth. Then came his tongue, licking a slit all the way up your lips.

“Oh, fuck,” you breathed.

His touch left you, his tongue taking over the job. With a few gentle laps at your clit, he moved on, tongue thrusting in and out of your entrance.

You moaned louder, entire body arching, your hands on his hair, wanting to keep him there forever. It never failed to amaze you that he knew just how to kiss, suck and lick every inch of you perfectly.

His fingers rejoined the performance, gliding in and out of you with ease, twisting and curling in perfect time with the coil of your building orgasm. His lips sucked on your clit, only adding to the bliss.

You were out of control, you’d never felt on fire like this before. Your hips were grinding against his face, body arched and hands squeezing your boobs, pinching your nipples. He was going to send you to an early grave. He was definitely going to send you to heaven during this orgasm.

“I’m close,” you whined, thighs squeezing at the sides of his head.

He held your thighs in one hand and did the worst possible thing.

You were seconds away from shattering completely when all contact was gone. His fingers were gone from you and so was his mouth.

“No, no,” you whined, “Steve, what the fuck?”

“Patience, darling,” he smirked that infuriating smirk.

He was soon forgiven when he started back up, your orgasm closer and stronger than it previously had been.

When he stopped a second time, right at the last second, you didn’t know whether to cry in frustration or slap him.

Apparently, your mouth decided on anger before your brain could catch up.

“I’m going to fucking kill you, Harrington.”

“How bad do you want to cum?”

The gleam in his eyes was wicked, the desire driving him almost as wild as you’d been acting. By this point, your brain was shut off and your mouth was saying whatever. If anyone else were to overhear, they might’ve mistaken you and Steve for an actual porno.

“So bad, so bad,” you whimpered.

“Say please,” his grin was as wicked as his stare.

“Please, Steve, please.”

You were actually going to combust when he was through with his teasing. You were actually going to explode into a million little pieces and float towards the earth like ash raining down. Not that you cared less. You welcomed it.

The second time he resumed, his fingers moved quicker, licks and sucks harsher as he was determined to let you finish this time. Maybe there was something to this science because the building knot was even stronger than the previous two times and you were sure you were gonna make a mess all over Steve’s face.

You were squirming inadvertently on the desk, hands holding his head right where you wanted him because over your fucking dead body was he going to quit before you could cum.

Your moans filled the room the only other sound your labored breathing and whines.

“Oh, fuck!” you partially screeched, a long moan laced with your words.

Your orgasm hit and your entire body trembled with the strength of one you’d never, ever felt. The journey had been pure torture, but damn if the pay off wasn’t worth it.

The aftershocks were just as powerful and you whimpered, trying to push him away as your entire lower half had become too sensitive for more at the moment.

Steve sat back, chin still glistening with a satisfied grin on his face. Wiping his chin on his shoulder, he stood, taking your face in his hands.

“Holy shit,” you have groaned, amazed just by him.

“You okay? We can stop now if you need to.”

“Oh hell no,” you laughed, still trying to catch your breath, “Just give me a moment.”

You leaned forward and kissed him again, one hand bypassing his pants and boxers, reaching in to grip his now throbbing cock, firmly. You pressed a kiss to his chest as his eyes fluttered closed at your touch.

You pumped him slowly, your wrist turning slowly, teasing him now.

“I thought this was your lesson,” he groaned, resting his forehead against yours.

“I happen to like hearing you moan,” you smiled, devilishly.

“I don’t want to cum unless I’m inside you,” he breathed.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

You removed your hand, pushing his pants down his hips, his boxers going as well.

“Come here,” he murmured, pulling you in for another kiss.

In the midst of the kiss, your hand wrapped around his cock once again, guiding him to your entrance. He pushed into you, mutual moans of pleasure coming from both of you.

“So good, fuck you’re so good for me, Y/N,” Steve mumbled hand on your cheek, giving you another quick kiss as he started moving at a slow, languid pace.

You didn’t complain at the moment, just enjoying the feeling of him moving in and out, his hard length gliding and running against you in such a pleasant way.

“Come on Steve,” you provoked, “I know you can do better than that.”

He growled, gaze boring into yours as he grabbed your ass, lurching you for in one swift, hard motion as he thrust into you roughly, making your head loll back.

“Jesus,” you moaned, gripping his shoulders, suddenly short of breath once again, “Yeah, that’s m-more like it.”

Just as your hips were getting used to the rougher pace, he pulls out of you completely leaving you aching and shaking, left wanting more.

You let out a protesting whine, but he shushes you.

“I wanna try something different, is that okay?”

You nodded, letting him manipulate your body like he wanted it.

He turned you around, bending you over the desk, wrapping one arm protectively around your abdomen, protecting your vulnerable bump, so it wouldn’t hit the edge of the desk.

The small gesture makes you smile and you turn your head, kissing the shoulder of that arm.

Your smile fades quickly into your mouth dropping in pleasure as he thrusts back into you, the angle allowing you to feel him so deep, it automatically has your body shaking.

“I got you, I got you,” Steve mutters against your shoulder as he thrusts roughly into you, holding onto your front firmly, aiding you in your own backwards thrusts of your hips.

“Fuuuuuck, fuck, fuck, fucking hell, Steve,” you’re a moaning, babbling mess, fully drunk on him and his cock buried in you.

Your hair is wild in your face and you push it back, your body rocking back against his and you reach out to grip the edge of the desk. Your other hand hasn’t moved from where it rests over his, as if double protecting the growing baby inside you.

“Is it as good as you imagined all day, baby? Shit,” he grit his teeth, moaning the curse at the end of his sentence.

“Better,” you moan, throwing your head back against his shoulder, “So much fucking better.”

He’s repeatedly hitting a spot so deep with you that your eyes might be rolling back in your head. His hair brushes your cheek as he bends over you, reaching down between your legs.

His thrusts are becoming erratic and you know he’s dangerously close and trying to hurry you to your climax. You’re unintentionally squeezing around his cock, your muscles quivering and contracting from your own pleasure.

He finger circles your clit frantically and the pressure starts building inside you again, signaling your impending orgasm is near. His hand’s frantic movements matched his hips frantic pace.

“Wanna cum,” he moaned lowly, “Wanna cum so hard in you, baby girl.”

“Do it,” you begged, “Fuck, Steve, please. Make me a mess. Fuck, I love you so much.”

Your mouth was forming and releasing words that you had no comprehension of, you were so close and with every thrust, he got you closer.

Another mind blowing orgasm hit you and you moaned his name repeatedly, clutching on to him and distantly you heard your own name falling from his lips. You could feel his body that was now slick against yours, tense and shudder as his own body was wracked with his own ecstasy.

You were spent by the time he slid out of you, your entrance sensitive and dripping from your combined releases. You would’ve fallen forward against the desk due to your wobbling, unsteady legs, but he balanced you in both arms, scooping you up in them.

The exhaustion was heavy in your limbs. Pregnancy sex was mind blowingly amazing, but the exhaustion afterwards was twice as bad.

“Your papers,” you mumbled weakly.

“I’ll worry about them later,” Steve answered, “Come on, let’s go get you cleaned up.”

He carried you to the bedroom, laying you on the bed while he went to the bathroom. He returned with a damp washcloth, wiping your thighs clean and running it gently between your legs, knowing you were still incredibly sensitive.

You open an eye when he returns from discarding the rag.

“You know, it won’t be too much longer before I’ll be too big for us to do that,” you said, motioning to the doorway, meaning your precious little escapade.

“Then we’ll just have to enjoy it while we can,” Steve smirked, laying down next to you.

“By the way, I’m thankful it’s all your fault I’m so horny because you sure deliver,” you mumbled, already half asleep.

“Go to sleep, baby,” he chuckled.

You were out before he finished his sentence.

[writers-requiem]

fiance/husband! Freddy Fazbear (FNaF 1) x Reader

CW: Some mention of gore.)

First off, very affectionate. He'll always be right there to cuddle you or give you a kiss.

When he kisses, he goes in DEEP. You'll try to struggle out of his kiss, but his strong body keeps you from leaving him.

If he finds out any of the staff harassed you for no reason, he'll terrify them. Like straight up make them piss and shit themselves then pass out from fear.

Speaking of protective, he is OVERPROTECTIVE as all get-out. The moment he sees you in the pizzeria, his focus is squarely on you. You are his main priority.

If you were pregnant with his child (yes, he is a biomechanical animatronic) he will be over the flipping moon and just cuddle and nuzzle you all day everyday.

Loves wearing suits. Whenever he visits your apartment, he'll always be dressed in an all black suit with a white shirt and his signature bowtie and top hat.

Having been around children for his whole existence, he knows how to deal with them and will teach your guy's child to be on their best behavior.

Loves reading you stories before bed. Very much a story teller.

Speaking of which, he has written SEVERAL books for children, penned with his AND your name. You're the one who encouraged him to write books.

Loves taking you out on dates when either of you have the free time. As the mascot of a popular pizza parlor, he's got his hands full most of the time. But when he does have time for you, you always let him know how much you love him. And he does the same for you.

Pet names, he loves giving you or the baby pet names. For you it's either "Sweetie Pie", "Sweetheart", "Prince/Princess", "Sugar Pea" etc.

If anyone hurts you, he will MAUL them to shreds, blood splattered everywhere. Bones in pieces and flesh between his teeth. Like I said, overprotective.

[luvsellie]

i’m so sorry, for the “you weren’t supposed to hear that” prompt i was referring to shuri! so sorry once again 😭

— pairing shuri x fem!reader | wc 0.2k | prompt "you weren't supposed to hear that!" | note it's okay babe, dw about it :) also this wasn't meant to be angsty but that's what it came out to be,,,oops

of all the mistakes you had made in your life, you were sure that this was the biggest and worst of all; this being the blunt and blatant confession about your feelings for the queen of wakanda.

“you weren’t supposed to hear that!” you hissed, fists balled in frustration. “i never meant to drop such things in your presence…you weren’t—aren’t—supposed to know.”

shuri’s eyes bore into yours, and you found your anger being replaced with defeat. she hadn’t said anything to explicitly oppose your feelings, but she also hadn’t said anything to return them. all she did was stare at you, a muscle in her jaw twitching. she looked as though she were mauling over her words carefully.

you swallowed audibly, wet your lips, and straightened your back at her strained silence. “just pretend i didn’t say anything.” mouth drawn into a frown, you went to turn away, ready to abandon your current situation. but shuri seemed to have other ideas about your leaving.

“wait,” she said quickly, making to grab you, “i didn’t know that you felt that way.” her words felt still. empty. 

blinking at her, you tried not to focus on the way her fingers felt wrapped around your wrist. there was a pregnant pause, and you swore her gaze shifted from unsureness to pity. realization struck you instantly—your biggest fear was about to become your reality.

“i’m sorry,” she said softly, her hand slowly falling away. “i can’t…i can’t like you like that.”

your eyes started to sting with swelled tears, your throat coated in lead. blinking past composure, you sighed heavily through your nose, trying to give her the impression that her rejection meant nothing. “i understand,” you told her coolly. “i’m sorry you ever had to hear my feelings come to fruition.”

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Hi!! I just wanted to stop in and tell you just how much it means to me that you’re reading my Maul x reader fic, His Heir, right now. Like I know you as one of THE Darth Maul pages, especially when it comes to Dad! Maul. So having you not only read, but be on my Taglist for MY Maul fic that will eventually be Maul x pregnant reader, then Dad! Maul content basically had me on a never ending loop of screaming. Like it’s so insane to me. So just a massive thank you!! 🖤🖤🥺🥺

Well now I’m gonna go and feel such happiness and joy! It’s a wonderful story you got in the works I look forward to the next installments!

Thank you for the kind words!

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Obi-Wan saying "i wish that i could say i was" to Little Leia's "are you my real father?" gave me ALL the feelings so i had to do this

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Tw: pregnancy

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• You both knew it was dangerous having two Jedi together when the Empire was hunting down every single one of them, but, after years of hiding your feelings from the Jedi Council, you knew you couldn't live without each other

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[and-claudia]

His Heir pt. 27 (Darth Maul x pregnant reader)

IT IS FUCKING HAPPENING!!!! (What is "it" read and find out)

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Warnings: mentions of throwing up (yay), mentions of medical stuff

Word count: 1585

Waking up in Maul’s bed felt different now. It felt… nauseating? Shit. 

I quickly shoved Maul’s arms off of me and scrambled to get off of the bed. I was cursing the fact that he had such a massive bed. My frantic movements quickly woke him up. He could be heard behind me as I finally freed myself from the comforter and made it to the refresher. Maul followed in quickly behind me. I dropped to my knees and began to empty the contents of my stomach. It felt like it was taking every ounce of my energy away, and I gripped the sides of the seat for support. 

Maul has learned that if I was getting sick, I didn’t like to be crowded. I needed my space. Even if he wanted to be by my side for comfort, he knew better. So he stood over by the vanity, prepping a cool rag for once I was finished. Once it finally felt like nothing would come up, I sat back on my heels and let out a small groan as I lifted my head up. 

“Finished?” His voice didn’t hold any annoyance or disgust, he was just concerned. 

“Yeah… yeah, I think so…” I said nodding slowly before wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. 

He walked over and handed me the rag to which I gave a small thanks. I wiped the sweat off my face and the back of my neck. Maul offered me his hand and I hesitated to take it. 

“Not yet.” I mumbled. 

Maul gave me a small frown and sat down with me, still giving me some space in case I got sick once again. I took a few more deep breaths and after I decided it was only nausea and I wasn’t going to actually throw up again I scooted closer to Maul. He immediately shifted to allow me to sit between his leg, my back to him, and lean back into him as his arms came to wrap around my middle loosely. I sighed and relaxed into him, turning my head to rest it against my shoulder, blocking out the light of the room. 

“I thought this was supposed to end after the first trimester.” I whined slightly. 

I had just entered week 19 of my pregnancy. I hadn’t gotten sick since week 16 almost and now it seems as though it has come back with vengeance. 

“I’m sorry dear.” Maul said, rubbing a hand up and down my side.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke up again. 

“What time is it?” 

“Just about time to start getting ready.” 

I sighed. 

“If you want, we can just go to your appointment then I can bring you back here so you can rest for the day.” Maul offered.

I shook my head, “No, I need to keep working.” I insisted. 

“The only thing you need to do is keep yourself and our baby healthy.” He said back.

I knew he was right. Ever since the nausea came back work had been kicking my ass. But there was a lot to plan for. Maul and I were finding out the gender today but were going to keep it between us for a few weeks then host a banquet to announce it to everyone, Dasar had sent us the invitation to their wedding and so we were trying to figure out the logistics of that, it seemed like everyone was requesting meetings with Maul, it was just a lot. 

“Okay…” I finally sighed, sitting up so he could get off the floor and then help me get up as well. 

I got dressed and went to the kitchen where Maul had prepared a small breakfast for us. 

“I wasn’t sure if you’re appetite was still there, but you need to eat something at least.” He said. 

I nodded and grabbed a piece of toast off his plate. 

“Thank you.” 

After we ate we both finished getting ready for work before leaving for the day. We walked into Maul’s office before he lead me into mine and Qi’ra’s and over to my desk. 

“I’ll come to check on you around lunchtime, I have meetings until then. In the meantime, if your appetite comes back anymore try to eat something, okay?” Maul said as I sat down. 

I nodded, “I will.” I sighed as I leaned back into my chair more, grateful that Maul had gotten me a new one. 

He nodded before leaning over and pressing a kiss to my forehead.  

“I’ll see you later dear.” 

I turned in my chair and watched him walk out. 

“He’s quite affectionate today.” Qi’ra commented once he was through the door and it had closed behind him. 

“Yeah, I think he’s just excited about my appointment later today. We’re going to attempt to find out the gender, again.” I said as I turned on my datapad and began working on it. 

“I thought you guys already knew?” 

“We were supposed to find out a few weeks ago but the way they were positioned, the med droid couldn’t get a clear image. They’re quite stubborn, like their father.” I said with a small laugh. 

“So, if it’s not a boy, are you going to wait a while and try again?” She asked. 

I could tell her question was genuine but it still rubbed me the wrong way. I knew traditionally an heir is male, but if Maul and I were to have a daughter, she’d be just as good an heir as a son would be. It made me worry some if it were a girl, would she be accepted as well as a boy would be? 

“No, if it’s a girl she’d be his heir.” I said, slightly snappy.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that… He mentioned your appetite wasn’t there this morning. Is everything okay?” She asked, changing the subject.

“Morning sickness came back, and it came back strong.” I sighed, leaning back, one hand on my stomach, the other still holding my datapad. 

“Remind me to never have kids.” She said causing us both to laugh. 

The day passed without much more excitement. When Maul came to see me during lunch I informed him that my appetite had returned and that I was starving. So we each took a small break to go have lunch in his office. Then after that, it was back to work. The closer we got to my appointment though, the more anxious I got. 

I was in the middle of reviewing a report from a lower advisor when Maul walked in. 

“Are you ready, dear?” Maul’s voice caused me to jump slightly. 

“Shit! Don’t scare me like that!” I said, turning off the device. 

Maul stifled a laugh, “My apologies. Are you ready to head to the appointment?” 

“Yes, will you help me with my shoes?” I asked, seeing as I had slipped them off under my desk earlier.

He nodded and came over to help. 

“Lady Qi’ra, com me if anything happens.” He said, after he helped me stand up, I wasn’t to the point where I quite needed the help but it was appreciated nonetheless because I knew I would actually start needing it soon. 

“Yes, Lord Maul.” She said giving us a small nod as we walked out. 

I opted to hold Maul’s hand instead of his arm as we walked. I hadn’t realized quite how hard I was holding it either. 

“Are alright dear?” He asked. 

“Yes, nervous is all.” I reassured him as we walked into the medical unit. 

No one was there, Maul always made sure that my appointments were completely private. So we walked in and were taken straight back. They did all the necessary check-ups that needed to be done on me and the baby before beginning the actual scan. 

“Have they moved into a better position to tell what we're having?” I asked as the droid silently ran the probe across my belly. 

“Yes, I have a clear view now. Would you like to know the sex of the baby?” The droid asked. 

I looked to Maul, and he gave me a small nod. 

“Yes, please.” I said, squeezing Maul’s hand. 

“Congratulations, it’s a boy.” 

It took a second for the words to process. Suddenly everything felt so real. Maul and I weren’t just having a baby. I wasn’t just carrying his heir. We were going to have a son, our own little boy. 

“Leave us.” I heard Maul say to the droid, though it felt like he was far away. 

He cleaned off the gel from my stomach before helping me sit up. His hands came to cup my cheeks as he wiped away my tears with his thumbs. 

“A boy, Yn, we’re going to have a son.” He said, smiling brightly. 

I nodded and grabbed his hands mine to move them from my cheeks to my stomach. My hands rested on top of his as I looked up at him. 

“That’s our baby boy…” I smiled before leaning up to kiss him. 

He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. 

“I know… It feels a lot more real now, doesn’t it?” 

I nodded slightly. 

“We can’t tell anyone though. Not until the gala.” I said. 

“I won’t. We should get to planning that soon though.” 

“Yes, but let’s just celebrate tonight.” I asked smiling as he smirked back at me knowing exactly how I wanted to celebrate. 

A/N: I KNOW everyone LOVES Girl Dad! Maul but when I first had this concept I wanted him to have his son first to rectify the childhood that he never got as a boy.

A/N2: I already have a name picked out, but I want to hear y'all's theories on names

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His Heir pt. 35 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: Smut, PinV, dirty talk

Word Count: 1643

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“You know you’re about to pay for this little stunt, you know that right?” 

I faked a yawn and stretched, “I don’t know. I am quite tired. I don’t think I’d last very long once we walk back to your quarters.” 

I was just trying to rile him up some more. 

“Who said anything about waiting until we got back?” He asked, not missing a beat. 

“Maul, we cannot have sex in here.” I said, now regretting my earlier comment about being too tired. 

“Who said? Last time I checked I was the ruler of Crimson Dawn, I can do as I please.” He said, leaning in close. 

I swallowed hard as his scent surrounded me. Subconsciously my head tilted over to give him more access to my neck that he had begun kissing, leaving soft bite marks along the way. 

“You may say you don’t want to have sex in here, but your body is saying otherwise, darling.” He mumbled between kisses. 

I pushed him away and turned to face him. 

“I never said I didn’t want to… I said we shouldn’t… but fuck it.” 

I grabbed him by the opening of his suit jacket and pulled him forward to kiss him passionately. My hands traveled up his chest, then over his shoulders and behind his neck. His hands went down to the edge of my seat and pulled me forward. We were so close now that he had to open his legs, to give mine space since he had pulled me so close. 

Almost immediately his hands began to wonder. They ran over my thighs, up my sides, and to my breast. The way he was gently massaging them made me moan against his lips. It was pure bliss. However, I only allowed myself to get so caught up in the kiss as I thought about the logistics of how this was going to work. 

“Maul, have you thought this through?” I asked, pulling away. 

“Hm?” He cocked his head slightly. 

“Have you thought about how we're going to actually have sex in here? You know if you remember but I’m measuring at 26 weeks right now. I mean, my belly isn’t small. Stradling you while you sit, definitely isn’t going to work.” I explained.

“You lack creativity, my dear.” He teased, smirking. 

Then without taking his eyes off of me, he raised his hand and used the force to throw everything that was on one of the nearby tables off of it. Glass and plates went flying across the floor but landed far away from us. I watched with wide eyes as it all happened. 

“Shall we?” He asked, pushing himself back some before standing up and offering me his hand. 

I took his hand and allowed him to lead me over to the table. He helped me sit up on it. He stood between my legs and brought his lips to mine once again. His hands began roaming once again. The anticipation of what was coming was killing me. His kisses began to travel away from my lips and down to the side of my neck that he couldn’t reach earlier so he could give it the same treatment he did the other. 

While I was distracted by his mouth’s attack on my neck Maul began to bunch my dress back up, giving him much better access to my pussy. But once I realized what was happening I reached forward to undo his belt.

“So impatient.” He teased, pulling away from my neck and retracting his hands from my body. 

He undid his belt and his pants, pulling them down just enough for his hard cock to be freed from it confines it was currently pitching a tent in. He took it in one hand and pumped it a few times. 

“Fuck.” I mummed as I watched him. 

“Do you like what you see?” He asked, a cocky grin on his lips. 

“You know I do. Now are you going to stand there and fuck your hand? Or are you going to come over here and fuck me?” I asked, looking back up at his face. 

I could tell he was taken aback slightly by my words, but the shock lasted momentarily before it was replaced with a sly smile. 

“There’s that fucking attitude again.” He said, leaning in to give me another kiss. 

When he pulled back he lined himself up at my entrance before glancing up at me. I laid back and propped myself up on my elbows before giving him a slight nod. He gently slid into me. The moan I let out, echoed off the walls of the hall and cut me off, causing him to stop midway in. 

“Don’t stop. Everyone is gone. And if they aren’t, let them hear how good I make you feel.” He said. 

I gave him another nod and he continued to push into me. He paused for a moment letting us both get used to the feeling before he pulled back and began to set a steady pace of thrusting in and out of me. He had one hand on my hip the other grabbed my thigh, hooking my leg over his waist. So when I felt something putting pressure on and rubbing my clit I knew he was using the force again. 

His pace wasn’t super fast or slow, but I wasn’t going to lie, this wasn’t the pace you used when you were having sex somewhere you weren’t supposed to. I didn’t mean for my comment to come out as sassy as it did, but I was speaking before I really had the chance to think. 

“Maul, I said fuck me, not make love.” 

He halted all movement. Even the pressure on my clit disappeared as he stared down at me with wide eyes. 

“Excuse me?” He asked. 

I couldn’t back down now, I was too far gone, “You heard me, fuck me like you mean it, Maul.” 

“You’re going to regret that, darling.” He said, his tone dark and his eyes filled with lust. 

When he began moving again, his pace was much fast and his thrusts were much harder. Even if I wanted to keep my moans down, there was no way I would be able to at this point. Not that I was complaining. Even the pace of the circles on my clit sped up. 

He was sending me, soaring toward my climax and there was nothing I could do but take it. My moans and his grunts mixed together in the most beautifully erotic symphony of sounds I had ever heard before and echoed off the walls of the ballroom. 

My orgasm came hard. I wasn’t even able to give him much of a warning before my walls were clamped down around his cock. He tried to fuck me through it but his thrust became sloppy and he was cumming as my orgasm was dropping off. I was laying there, breathless, eyes half closed as I caught my breath. 

“Shit.” I sighed. 

“You asked for that, dear.” Maul said, teasing.

He was still buried, balls deep inside of me when a voice coming from the top of the stairs made both of us jolt slightly, and turned to see who it was. 

“Can one of you two bring me my datapad when you’re done?” He called out. 

I glanced to my left, and sure enough, on the table beside us sat his datapad. 

“Dasar, get out!” I yelled. 

He threw his hands up in surrender, “I’ll just get it later…” He turned around but stopped in the doorway, “That dress is dry clean only, just saying!” 

We both watched as he left, the door closing behind him. Then we both slowly turned to look back at each other. Neither one of us could hold a straight face as we both began laughing. Maul pulled out of me, still laughing as he tucked himself back into his pants before helping me sit back up and fix my dress. 

“How long do you think he was there?” Maul asked. 

“I think it is better that we don’t know… I am never going to live this down.” I said, dropping my face into my hands. 

“It is quite funny though.” Maul said. 

I looked up at him and shook my head, laughing despite myself. He helped me down from the table and steadied me on my feet. I walked over and grabbed the stupid datapad before hooking my arm with Maul’s to let him lead me out of the ballroom. I was quite tired from both the party and what we had just done, but we had to get back to his quarters. I was leaning into Maul as we walked. We stopped briefly at Dasar’s guest quarters and gave him his datapad back. 

“You two kids have fun, but not too much… wait, maybe a little late for that.” He teased after he took it. I buried my face into Maul’s shoulder as he bid him goodnight. 

“Come on, love, let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” Maul said once the door was closed. 

We took our time walking back, stopping once for Maul to help me out of my shoes that had begun to hurt my feet. He was now carrying them for me as I leaned into him even more, my eyes fighting to stay open. When made it to his quarters he helped me out of my dress and brought me to the refresher where he helped me clean up where both of our releases were running down my thighs. Then once that was done, he helped me put on one of his shirts before leading me to bed. Once he was beside me, I snuggled in close and it didn’t take me long to fall asleep in his arms.

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Wrong Name // 2

Pairing: Shane Walsh x Reader

Summary: After what happened between Shane and the reader, he makes it his priority to get back into his wife's good graces.

Warnings: Minors DNI! 18+, Oral (male & female receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex (be smart)

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I really had no idea where this was gonna go but shit, I just wrote the best smut I've ever written in a while 😅

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“I’m pregnant.”

“I know, I saw the signs.”

Lori and I are currently handwashing everyone’s clothes in the tub far away from the rest of the group. For a week straight I watched her run away to vomit and I noticed her boobs had grown out some more but who was I to point those things out to the woman that slept with my husband?

“You’re not mad?” wringing Shane’s t-shirt to get rid of the heavy water I looked over at her with an obviously annoyed look on my face.

“What do you think? How would you feel if I had slept with your husband and had to tell you that I’m pregnant with his baby?” she looked around hoping that nobody was close enough to hear me lashing out at her.

“Could you keep it down, I’m not sure who the father is.”

“Oh please Lori, you know who the father is already, you just wish that it wasn’t his. You should tell Rick what’s going on before Shane finds out.” I dropped the damp shirt in the basket with the others that were washed and waiting to be hung to dry.

“I’m sorry Y/N, how many times do you want me to apologize? You forgave him but not me, how does that work?” 

“Because for the life of me I can’t understand how my best friend could do this to me and don’t think just because I share a bed with the guy means that a big part of me doesn’t resent him.” as if the two men could tell that we were talking about them, Shane and Rick strolled over, big smiles plastered on their faces.

“Hey you.” Rick kissed Lori and Shane greeted me with a kiss on the top of my head as he sat down on the tree trunk beside me. 

“You two look like crap.”

“Smell like it also, what happened out there?” both men are covered in blood, walker remains, dirt and grime. Lori physically gagged at the scent both men sprouted and I couldn’t help but laugh, it truly is disgusting.

“We ran into a small herd of walkers at the abandoned supply store, nothing we couldn’t handle.” 

“I don’t know about Lori but I cannot handle this smell for much longer, go take a shower. Beg Hershel to use his bathroom if you have too.” 

“Alright, alright, I’ll go talk to Hershel. Lori can I speak to you alone please?” Lori nodded and he helped her up, she looked me dead in the eyes as she picked up the basket of clothes to hang on the line.

Don’t say anything

“We can talk while I hang these up.” the couple walked off leaving Shane and I alone under the tree. At first I stayed quiet, watching the midday sun shine its light on the vast field ahead of us but then he decided to open his mouth.

“You alright?”

No, you got her pregnant asshole

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You swapped with Andrea to keep watch last night and I haven’t seen you at all before I left with Rick this morning.” he reached for my hand to hold it and I hesitantly let him. Sensing my slight discomfort he sighed.

“You’re still mad at me, I know and I completely understand it but I miss my wife. You remember her, the always smiling, rational, loving, compassionate, fun woman that I married.”

“Uh, I’m still fun, Walsh.” 

“Y/N the last time I saw you had fun was at the county fair months ago.”

“Obviously! That was before the world went to shit around us, now I’m out here shooting zombies and hoping for the best.” that is true, my main focus is to stay alive, which now that I think about it, is a lot more work than just pulling the trigger on myself.

If I were to just end it all right now, I’d be doing it on my terms rather than being mauled by a herd of walkers while we’re out here fighting to survive in this cold world.

“You look damn good doing it too, you’ve gotten much better with a firearm almost as good as you are with a needle.” he nudged my shoulder with his gaining my attention. Finally allowing myself to look at him I felt a part of me go soft, here in this moment, Shane and I felt like the old us. Him smiling down at me while I stared up into his eyes as if we both had not a care in the world.

“Go pat yourself on the back for that one, you taught me how to shoot.” his face was covered in blood smears but that didn’t stop him from leaning in to kiss the corner of my lips. 

“Don’t, you’re dirty.” he continued to leave kisses all over my face making me giggle at his actions, lightly shoving him in the chest. He didn’t let up at all until we both fell off the log and into the muddy puddle, laughing like two idiots.

“We’re both dirty now.” his forearm was under my head as he laid on his side, lightly tracing the outline of my lips with his thumb.

“I’m still not kissing you with blood on your face. Do you have any idea how disgusting that is?”

“Blah, blah, blah.” Shane buried his face in my neck and the scruff from his beard tickled my neck and he kept grazing it against my skin.

“You need to take several showers.” giving in to his affection I wrapped my arms around his broad upper body, holding him on top of me completely ignoring the fact that he’s getting me more dirty with the blood on him and the mud beneath my back.

“Care to join me?”

“Absolutely not.”

“What are you two doing?” Carl stood to my left curiously watching us as we just laid here in mud.

“I’m trying to get uncle Shane to go take a shower but he refuses to let me go.” Shane scoffed and removed himself from on top of me and got on his feet.

“Fine, fine, I’m going.” he helped me up and I groaned in discomfort as the muddy water ran down my back, I grabbed onto his forearm before he had the chance to walk off to the house.

“Screw that, you’re showering after me, mud is in places it shouldn’t be.” I all but ran to the house and greeted the elderly man on the porch.

“Hey Hershel, do you mind if I use your shower?” He waved me off after telling me that I didn't need to ask and boy was I grateful for that. Maggie and Glenn were making out in the doorway that led to the kitchen, they jumped apart most likely thinking it was her father.

Passing the pair I took the stairs two at a time and rounded the corner, letting myself into the unoccupied bathroom. The first thing to come off were my boots, then my jeans, shirt and underwear. I pulled the shower curtain back and stepped into the tub, turning the water on, letting the cold water run from my head to my toes.

The door opened and someone walked in and judging by the tall masculine outline of their shadow, I knew it was Shane. Cheekily he pulled the curtain back a bit, sticking his head in to look at me which earned him a flick of water in his face.

“Oh come on, I just want to spend time with you.”

“We can spend time together, with our clothes on.” rolling his eyes at me he disappeared behind the curtain, the clanking sound of his belt buckle and zipper being undone let me know he was undressing to get in.

“When will we get the chance to shower together after today?” he stepped in behind me, his calloused hands finding their resting spot on my hips. Shane kissed the back of my neck a couple times, pulling me flush against his towering frame.

I’m trying to think of anything and everything under the sun to not focus on his semi hard on pressed against my ass but it was getting harder to do so with each kiss and graze of his teeth on my cool flesh. 

“You look so beautiful darlin’.” he ran his hands all over my body, touching every inch of bare skin he had access to. A gasp fell past my lips feeling him cup my breasts, giving them a firm squeeze.

“Are you okay with this?" 

The part of me that's still angry is screaming at me to say no and finish take my shower but the other part of me, the one in dire need of sex won this argument.

"Yes." Completely relaxing into his touch I leaned my head back on his shoulder while I held onto his toned thighs, grinding myself against him. 

"Turn around." doing as told I was caught off guard by him smashing his lips against mine in a brutal kiss.

My hands roamed his well sculpted frame, his pectoral region, abdomen and his prominent v-line that led to his very eager friend.

"Fuck Y/N." he moaned my name against my lips the moment I held onto his cock, slowly pumping him. Hearing him moan for me sent a wave of confidence over me and it felt great.

"Say it again Shane, who's making you feel this way?" 

"Y/N...mmhmm" I cupped his balls in my free hand massaging it, still pumping his heavy cock with the other. Shane threw his head back, eyes closed, mouth open filling the bathroom with his grunts and moans.

I quickly shut the water off, not wanting to waste anymore of it during what Shane and I are about to do. 

"Darlin'." His eyes followed me as I lowered myself onto my knees in the tub, Shane lightly gripped onto my hair. 

With our eyes locked together I licked the underside of his cock from its base to the tip and spit on it before going down on him until he hit the back of my throat.

"Fuck..me" with my cheeks hollowed I bobbed my head, sucking off the part of him that fit in my mouth and pumped what didn't.

With each slurp of his dick I felt myself get more aroused, his grunts of approval egging me on further. Holding onto my hair tighter he still my movements and started fucking my mouth. 

"You're my little cockslut, look at you." Drool leaked from my mouth making a mess on my face but that was the last thing from my mind. He thrusted himself all the way down my throat and I gagged around him as he stilled, holding my face against his groin, listening to the sound of me trying to breathe around his cock.

He removed himself and I gasped filling air into my lungs. Shane kissed my lips pulling me onto my feet as he traded places with me, easing me to lean against the tiled wall.

He hooked my leg over his shoulder and kissed the inside of my thighs, his fingers running through my slick folds. He started circling my bundle of nerves admiring the perfect view of my dripping cunt before him.

"Shane…" I needed him, his finger, tongue, something to help me over the edge. He continued to tease me slowly, inserting two of his fingers into me.

"You're so tight baby, relax for me darlin'." with his fingers leisurely pumping and scissoring in me Shane latched onto my clit, sucking and flicking his tongue sending shivers up my spine.

My hips bucked on his hand and face as he continued to eat me out. He added a third finger tearing a moan from my chest and I gripped onto his curls keeping him in place. 

With every thrust of his fingers and swipe of his tongue I was brought closer and closer to the edge of my climax and by the way my leg shook and toes curled we both knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

Shane removed his hand from my overly stimulated cunt and sucked my juices off of each finger as he stood up. My high is fading away but he didn't seem to care about that.

"Damn you Shane." He had my leg hooked over his forearm holding me open as he adjusted himself between my legs.

Shane smirked at me running the tip of his cock in my juices, coating himself in it before he slid into my needy hole. Both of us threw our heads back in ecstasy from the much needed contact.

He didn't give me time to adjust to his size as he began fucking into me at a steady pace, nice and deep. 

I missed this more than anything.

"Fuck." my eyes focused on his dick sliding in and out of me coated in my arousal, the sinful sound of skin slapping skin mixed with the squelching sound of my drenched cunt filled the room.

Shane slowly came to a stop dropping my leg to spin me around. With my palms on the wall I spread my legs wider and pushed my hips back giving him better access to me. He pushed his cock in again and got back to pounding into me, slapping my ass.

"Baby…" my legs started shaking as I felt myself getting closer and closer to my much needed orgasm. Shane nipped and sucked at my neck and shoulder, moaning at the grip my walls had on him. 

He removed my hands from the wall and brought them behind my back causing me to lean forward with my hard nipples on the cold tiles. I could tell that he was just as close as I am by his sloppy thrusts.

"I'm-"

"I know darlin' come with me." 

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I came undone on his cock, my walls fluttering around him as I tried to ride through my high. He thrust a few more times before burying himself deep within me as he emptied his load in me, my walls milking him dry of his release.

My name fell from his lips like a prayer as he caught his breath, burying his face in the crook of my neck. 

Still on cloud nine I turned my face towards his and lazily kissed him, burnt out from his intense fucking. 

"We should actually get cleaned up." Shane pulled out and we both helped each other get clean, him doing most of the work for me as my legs still shook from my orgasm.

I tried to enjoy the post sex moment with him and I did until I remembered what Lori told me earlier. 

She’s pregnant and her child's father is not the man she vowed to love but my husband and she has yet to tell either of them that she is.

"Everything alright, you're quiet?"

"Yeah, yeah everything's fine, just catching my breath." 

Translation, no everything is absolutely NOT fine. Whatever Lori does, she better decide to tell the truth before I tell them.

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orion’s masterlist

A/N: here’s everyone i write for (for now), including all of the stuff i have written for them!

edit 2/25/22: recently, i changed my user (formerly venus-after-sunset) and thus every link on this forsaken post went kapoot. i just finished going through and fixing them all, but if i missed any, please don’t hesitate to lmk! kiitos! 😊💕

edit 3/22/22: okay, so i’m gonna start marking whatever new thing/s i add with each update with a ⭐ because i realized every time i update this masterlist it’s probably a nightmare for y’all to actually find whatever the new thing is. 💀 whoops

updated as of: july 7th, 2022

💥 = angst

💕= fluff

💔 = hurt/comfort

🔥 = smut/nsfw

Boba Fett

nsfw alphabet 🔥

boba makes you cry :’( headcanons 💥💔💕

boba fett with short s/o headcanons 

boba adopting a child headcanons + mini drabble 💕 (smidge of 💥)

boba’s s/o wants a baby 💥💔💕

boba is reader’s first 😩💦 🔥 (tad of 💔)

i will wait (for you) 💥💔

Darth Maul

sfw alphabet 💕

nsfw alphabet 🔥

playful maul headcanons 💕 (hint of 🔥)

maul accidently hurts reader during sex :( 🔥💕💔💥

maul’s s/o sings to him at night 💕

maul purring headcanons 💕

reader tries to dom maul (it doesn’t work) 🔥

reader, maul, and savage play chase and eat a… special type of flower 🔥(hint of 💕)

angst prompt: “you promised to wait for me. but you left me behind. again.” 💥

angst prompt: “i think we’d be better off alone.” 💥

angst prompt: “please don’t let me lose you.” 💥

dirtiest smut i’ve written (maul x pregnant!reader) 🔥💕

just the longest thing i’ve ever written with maul and reader being force bonded 💔💕💥 (hint of 🔥)

maul with pregnant!reader mini-headcanons 💕

maul finding out that reader’s baby is obi-wan’s 💥💕

what if reader already has a baby or is preggo when maul meets them? 💕

what if reader is infertile, or doesn’t want children headcanons 💥💔💕

“you wanna make a baby?” maul breeding kink headcanons ���💕

very cute and soft and tender maul with pregnant s/o 💕

maul marks reader 😳 🔥

maul, reader, and doubt (short snippet) 💥💔

reader is dead, maul can’t reconcile 💥 (the slightest smidge of 💕)

sugar daddy maul 🥵 🔥

reader with sith eyes oops VERY 💥

more sugar daddy maul 🔥

maul and reader pine, reader’s ex shows up, then maul and reader fuck 💥

maul and alien senses 💕⭐

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

being din’s s/o and not knowing you’re the local heart throb ft. cara dune being a smug bastard 💕 (hint of 🔥)

din w/ force-sensitive s/o 💔💕 (hint of 💥)

din and luke crush on reader 💕💥

nsfw alphabet 🔥

angst prompt: “who have you become? i don’t know you anymore.” | you’re somebody else 💥

holding hands with din 💔

din and mommy dommy reader 🔥 

accidental marriage acquisition 

“i fear you close by, i love you far away” aka accidental marriage acquisition ask p2! 

Jango Fett

nsfw alphabet 🔥

a softer world prompt #41: “i don’t believe each person has just one true love, but sometimes we don’t have enough time to find another. (that’s the way it crumbles. cookie-wise).” 

Paz Vizsla

nsfw alphabet 🔥

the good god is you, all good, all the time, is you 💕🔥

a softer world prompt #50: “i will always love you, or anyways i will always have loved you now. (and you will be always someone who was beautiful, once).” 

Savage Opress

reader, maul, and savage play chase and eat a… special type of flower 🔥(hint of 💕)

nsfw alphabet 🔥

savage x pregnant!reader mini-headcanons 💕💥

savage and you want a baby 💕 (smidge of 💥)

savage w touch-averse reader 💕(smidge of 💥)

mini fluff headcanons 

OC/Miscellaneous

shaak ti/luminara unduli headcanons

luke skywalker crushes on reader 💥💕

honey and milk | shaak ti x reader 🔥💕

a hundred million sins | oc fanfic 💥

sleep headcanons w assorted characters

sea brine, lizard-gulls, and the things that lurk | kit fisto x jedi!reader 💔💥

modern au hellscape roadtrip w opress brothers 

retaining balance | bobadin 

Orion’s 2021 Unconventional Horror Fics

i wrote these throughout the month of october 2021, and they are meant to be character studies that have dark/spooky ideas with more sensitive, raw themes as the focus. these lean more to the mature (and often upsetting) side of things, so please take caution when reading them. 🙏💗

motherless child, you will go from this place | darth maul

empty house full of faces | boba fett 

belief in alchemy | the armorer

Art

din “you are the sun | how you will heal and you’ll rise above”

shaak ti portrait

crimson dark lord | if the devil was to ever see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent

anakin skywalker “all these phantom voices | the dead will make room for me”

savage opress “some day, i wanna wear a starry crown 👑”

captain rex “i am thinking of everybody i love all the time. i borrow your eyes and i envy their kindness”

maul “i am not a thing that dies and becomes scattered | i am death and i am the scattering”

din “the may king | “(i do not know what it is about you that closes / and opens; only something in me understands / the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)”

din “yonder stands your orphan with his gun | crying like a fire in the sun”

maul “👹 鬼 モール 👹 “

ahsoka tano portrait “sun-beloved daughter | you are the tiger lily of my heart”

“blue boy, worried ‘bout the world’s eyes” | din djarin

two pretty best friends | boba & fennec

oola “you are free | a bed for you in eden”

shaak ti & luminara unduli “until death do us part | we will meet again”

lyn me “girls just wanna have fun | dance til you’re dead”

rystáll sant “i’m your carnal flower, i’m your bloody rose”

anakin skywalker “the failed sun | you were the chosen one” (greek mythology au)

two men hugging bc they might be gay | boba & din

content warning: crosshair 🤢🤢

adi gallia “you saw it coming, didn’t you?”

darth talon “i been sinnin’ lately, but i’m still god fearin’”

savage opress “wouldst thou like to live deliciously?🥀🥀”

maul “take a seat with me? 🌹🌹”

darth maul portrait in colored pencils 

darth maul portrait in oil pastels 

wolffe portrait in charcoal 

rex portrait in oil pastel 

boba fett “the dreams are back” 

dogma “we are not droids, we are not programmed” 

anakin “skywalker stardust” 

darth maul as “saturn devouring his son” 

maul “you should see me in a crown” 

[clonewarslover55]

Masterlist for mostly non-clone characters

Find my masterlist of links here! (The clones are all in there) 

Begun: originally  6/16/20

Updated: 1/5/21

Boba is on this one! I know he’s technically a clone but oh well :) 

Jango Fett

Jango Fett relationship headcanons //SFW and NSFW//

Pregnancy sex with Jango Fett //SMUT//

Father and son time with Jango and Boba  

Jango Fett X BountyHunter!Reader raising Boba headcanons

Never trick a Mandalorian

Being bred by Jango //SMUT//

Jango Fett X Fem!Reader //SMUT//

Boba Fett(All ages)

Father and son time with Jango and Boba

Jango Fett X BountyHunter!Reader raising Boba headcanons

Boba Fett relationship headcanons SFW and NSFW

Boba Fett with pregnant!Reader headcanons

Being bred by Boba Fett at Jabba’s Palace //SMUT//

Pleasuring Boba Fett while Fennec watches //NSFW//

Waking Boba with a morning blowjob //NSFW//

Fighting Boba Fett and defending him from the racist

Pegging Boba Fett //NSFW//

Fun in the snow with Boba Fett

An old lover. Boba Fett X GN!Reader

The stranger. An Old Man Boba Fett drabble +Part two+ 

Bad news. An Old Man Boba Fett drabble

Hard to Kill (All three parts linked in story)

Boba Fett X GenderNeutral!Reader //FLUFF//

Boba’s lesson on not touching his stuff //SMUT//

Boba Fett X Fem!Reader //Smut and Fluff//

Din Djarin 

Nothing. He’s mentioned in a few others but nothing all about him yet :( 

Cobb Vanth 

Celebrating. Cobb Vanth X Fem!Reader //SMUT//

Bo Katan 

Spicy Bo Katan headcanons //NSFW//

Embo 

Christmas with Embo

Darth Maul 

Cat and Mouse  Darth Maul X ForceSensitive!Fem!Reader //SMUT//

How he said “I love you”

How he asked her to be his girlfriend

Luke Skywalker 

Luke Skywalker X Fem!Reader //Smut and fluff//

[spicyhoneybunnybeez]

♡Genre: Smut, 18+ only! Minors DNI!

♡Dogboy!c!Dream x GN!Reader

♡Format: Headcanon

♡Reposted from original blog!

♡Okay so let's get this out of the way, he is such a demanding puppy, oh my god. The most spoiled thing in the whole wide world and you're totally to blame because of how often you give into his demands.

♡Constantly acts like he's in heat around you. Grinding against you when you're asleep, whining out your name whenever your busy with something and begging you to let him fuck you, sometimes if he's feeling nice he'll even suck you off/eat you out as a way to wake you up because he's such a 'good boy' and wants to please you.

♡On the topic of praise, he freaking demands your praises in bed. He'll ask you to call him a good boy while slowing down his thursts and denying you your pleasure. Demands that you moan out that he's making his master feel so good with his cock. Upon hearing your slurred praises, his tail will wag pretty aggressively as he starts to speed up his thrusts to fuck you just how you like it.

♡Breeding kink anyone? When he actually is in heat he can't help but imagine getting you pregnant, he just wants you to be so full with his perfect little offspring. Even if you can't get pregnant that won't stop his lust filled mind from trying. You having his child would bring him such pride and that just fuels him.

♡I'm so sorry but he totally knots you- like when he's done he just plugs you up and leaves it that way. He doesn't pay any mind to your whining or whimpering over how sensitive and full you are, he will fall asleep like that and he expects you to do the same. To give him some credit though, he does lull you to sleep first with sweet soft words and tender touches before actually passing out himself.

♡An underwear thief. Whenever you leave him alone for too long he'll ransack your drawers and jack off with them wrapped around his cock to make them smell like him.

♡Very possessive puppy, will bite and mark you up where people will see, you look like you got mauled by wolves by the time he finishes and to a certain extent that is true.

♡Biting his ear or pulling his tail makes him go crazy because of how sensitive they are. It's a good way to make him crack and just straight up use you if he's being too slow or teasing you too much.

A/N: I was wheezing so hard when I got this request because I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT DOGBOY DREAM TEAM- Lord, thank so much anon for requesting this! XD I hope giving you headcanons is okay! I'll be happy to write a longer smut fic if that's what you wanted. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed reading this!

(Requests are open and anon is on!)

[bobafetts-princess]

Star Wars Masterlist

Welcome to my Star Wars masterlist! Requests are open for Star Wars so come at me!

* denotes smut

THEE Boba Fett

Dinner and a Show (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Bad Ideas (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Can You Show Me? (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Body Shots (Tattooed!Biker!Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)

NSFW Alphabet

Daily Thots About Boba; Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 (all parts *)

Boba and pregnant S/O; Part 1, Part 2

Construction!Worker!Boba; Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Din Djarin

Hunt Me (Din Djarin x Fem!Reader)*

Daily Thots about Din Part 1 (*)

Paz Vizsla

Daily Thots about Paz; Part 1*, Part 2*, Ship Edition*

NSFW Alphabet*

Obi-Wan Kenobi

NSFW Alphabet for Obi Wan Kenobi *

Darth Maul

Daily Thots about Maul; Part 1*,

Commander Wolffe

Daily Thots with Wolffe; Part 1*, Part 2*

The Bad Batch

Daily Thots with Wrecker; Part 1*

Giving (Wrecker x Fem!Reader)*

Daily Thots with Hunter; Soft Hunter*

What the Bad Batch thinks about breastfeeding

The Bad Batch during labor

Other

The No-Good, Very-Bad, Terrible Day (Kamikaze x gn!Reader; *) This is about @jangofctts​ Clone OC Kami!

Multiple

The Hunters and the Hunted: Ch. 1, Ch. 2 (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader x Din Djarin x Paz Vizsla)*

[subbing-for-clones]

The Alpha and The Omega Part 1

Alpha!Maul x Omega!Reader     

Word Count: 4.5k

Summary: A Jedi Padawan prepares for her trials to become a knight but learns something new about herself that leads to her having to leave the order. With a fear of the large galaxy and a new, unexpected companion she has to learn to live with herself and how to survive an unforgiving environment.

WARNINGS: fear, going into heat (no sex), nudity. A/B/O dynamics

A/N: Maul is not actually in this chapter. He shows up in the next just so everyone is aware. This chapter establishes what my version of an alpha and omega are. No y/n

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       You had never been so hungry in your life. Master Plo Koon, Master Qui Gon Jinn and your fellow padawan Obi Wan all watched you in various levels of amazement and bewilderment as you worked on your third helping of whatever kind of stew the cafeteria had prepared. Your master however, was chuckling under his de-oxygenator.

“Are you alright little one?” Qui Gon asked with a brow quirked. If you paid attention, you’d have guessed he was more impressed than his horrified padawan at the immense amount of food you were consuming. You couldn’t pause between each spoonful long enough to answer him so your master spoke.

“For the last few days, she’s been utterly insatiable.”

“Are you quite sure you don’t have a parasite or something?” Obi Wan asked with a concerned frown. Your only response was shooting him a glaring look before continuing to eat ravenously. Clearing your bowl, you stood and went to drop off your empty dish with the rest of the dirty dishes followed by your friend.

“I am starting to become concerned for my padawan. At first I assumed that the rise in her nerves were caused by her upcoming trials for her knighthood but I’m not so sure.”

“What else is going on with her?” Qui Gon eyed you as you left the cafeteria followed by Obi Wan, no doubt to continue your studies.

“She’s always struggled with controlling some of her stronger emotions but she has made immense improvements over the years under my tutelage. However, the last few days it almost seems like she’s reverted back. She’s not outward with them in the least but I can sense them through our bond. She’s incredibly quick to anger and sadness specifically.”

Qui Gon furrowed his brows and sat pensively for a moment before asking, “you don’t think she could be pregnant, do you?”

“No, that’s not an option. She hasn’t left the temple in months except for her training mission on Hoth and it was just the two of us. Over the last few months, she has been fervently preparing for her trials bouncing back and forth between the archives, the meditation gardens and sparing with various willing masters. Even if she did find the time, with how emotional she’s been I would’ve sensed something but I don’t think she even has any idea what’s going on.”

“Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help. I’ve always liked her and appreciated her friendship with my padawan. Have the healers take a look at her if you can convince her to let them.”

“Yes, that might be a good idea.”

      You had in fact spent the remainder of the evening in the archives with your long-time friend Obi Wan attempting to study while dodging his various inquiries to your condition. At the end of the night, you fought the urge to slam the doors behind you while you urged him for the hundredth time that you were fine. Walking back to your sparse room in the living quarters you realized that you were in fact not fine. You had never felt anything but safe living here at the temple, surrounded by your peers and masters. Now though, a sense of dread formed in the pit of your stomach. You hadn’t the slightest clue as to why. Yes, your trials were approaching in the following months but you felt completely prepared for them.

    Your skin felt hot under your robes and the second you entered your private quarters you stripped out of them, hopping through a quick cold shower. It only granted you a temporary relief and by the time you left the ‘fresher you were burning up and feeling way too exposed, even within the confines of your small room. You watched your hands pull the mattress off of its rails and onto the floor. Gathering up all of your spare blankets and robes you had, you bunched up a makeshift perimeter along the edges before climbing into the center and curling up, not bothering to dress before-hand.

    Rest did not come to you that night. You woke frequently in cold shakes and waves of fear despite your best efforts to push them away, panic always on the edges of your mind and intense cramping in your abdomen.

      The following morning when you had not come down for your first meal Master Plo reached out to you through the force, when he sensed your terror, he practically ran back to the living quarters, banging on your door. When you only answered with chocked whimpers, he unlocked the door with the force and drew his lightsaber. His initial worry was sated momentarily finding that you were alone but was quickly replaced when he saw the state you were it.

    You lay in the center of your clumsily made ‘nest’ naked and covered in a thin sheet of sweat shivering violently. The only sounds that left you were terrified, incoherent mumbles, eyes widened in alarm.

“M- master… help me. I -… I don’t know what.. what’s happening,” you sobbed.

Plo removed his large brown cloak and quickly covered you with it. When you were properly concealed, he lifted you in his arms and rushed to the healers. Utterly confused by your state.

       Hours of examinations and blood tests did nothing to sate your unease but did well to expand it. You had begged your master to stay by your side, clutching onto the one person you felt remotely safe around. He only left when one of the healers came to your bedside and beckoned him away with a worried look in her eye. It took several attempts to assure you that he would be right back, utter panic setting in once again once he left but you could feel the waves of tranquility he sent you through the force.

“What do her blood reports show?” he asked with his arms crossed.

“Well master that’s where it gets kind of tricky. She seems to be exhibiting symptoms of a heat cycle.”

“But, humans don’t go through heat cycles. Wait, do they?” Plo asked.

“No, they don’t. I tested her for exposure to various strains of the sex pollen but they all came up negative. To ease her pain, I gave her a dose of a common suppressant that some of our resident Jedi use to help their own cycles but it didn’t take. That led me to perform a genome test.”

“And did you find anything?”

“Yes, she has the Omega gene.”

“Oh… Oh. Well, that is, unfortunate...”

“She’s terrified and feeling exposed. I wanted to tell you first so you could decide if she should hear it from you or me. She seems to feel safest with you.”

Plo thought for a moment, “I think I should tell her.”

 “What the fuck is an Omega gene?!” you were still shaking, trying to fight off the arousal that had taken root in your belly that swirled with your fright.

“It is an uncommon genome; its sole purpose is to ensure survival of a species. Most commonly men develop the Alpha and women the Omega although there are records of it being the other way around. Almost every species in the galaxy has at least a few Alphas and Omegas.”

“And the suppressants didn’t work because..?”

“Because it is stronger than a common heat cycle. It is a mutation that developed not just to ensure frequent breeding but survival of a species on a grand scale.”

You broke out into uncontrollable sobs; when your master tried to soothe you with a touch to your shoulder you jumped and growled at him, surprising you both before falling back into your distress.

      Over the following weeks you could feel the change in your peers’ attitude towards you. They would snicker if you passed by and taunt you silently behind your back. You could feel the unease the masters felt when you came into close proximity. Even Master Qui Gon was hesitant around you. You did however still have Obi Wan. Still the loyal friend he had always been.

    It took more searching than you thought but with his help you were able to find information cataloged by only one author.

“Did you really build a nest?” he asked, void of any judgement, looking over your shoulder at the writings.

“Yes, I did,” you said without taking your eyes off of the tome. “It says here that its genetic and pops up every few generations…”

“Your birth mother probably had no idea.”

“No, I don’t suppose she did. It says here I have scent glands? On my neck, my wrists, between my breasts and on my hips..” Obi wan leaned in and gave you an undignified sniff, you smacked him away.

“I can’t smell anything, just that minty shampoo you like so much.”

“That’s because you’re not an Alpha bantha brains,” you flustered.

“You don’t need to be rude about it,” he chuckled, “I’m just trying to lighten the mood here. You’ve been so sad since you found out. What, your heat will come once every few months right? It can’t be that bad.”

“It really is terrible; you have no idea. It’s not even the heat that I’m worried about.”

“Well, what has you so worked up then?”

“It says here that being an Omega is dangerous, the Alphas are often times violent and that they can smell me long before they see me… I’m safe here at the temple but what if they kick me out of the Order?”

“You’re not going to be kicked out.”

“I very well could be!” you pushed yourself out from behind the desk and huffed, “being a Jedi means no attachments, be one with the force, calm and collected, rational and compassionate. I am none of those things when the heat comes and no suppressants can stop it. What if it’s enough to pull me to the dark side? What if the council decides I am too big of a risk to everyone here to keep me around? Needs of the many always outweigh the needs of the few.”

      Sure enough, it was less than a week before the council called you to stand before them. The room was silent, the faces that painted the members was grave. You could tell that whatever decision they came to was a long argued one. It was the look on your Master’s face that made a sadness ring through your heart.

“Do you know why we called you here?” Master Windu asked.

You inhaled deeply and sighed, “I think I have an idea..”

“Please understand padawan that if we had known you were an Omega, we wouldn’t have recruited you to the Order. We simply can’t have an Omega or an Alpha within our ranks.”

“I…I think I understand Master.”

“Understand how you feel, we do.” The Grandmaster said with a grave tone and a nod.

“Forgive me Master but, no, you don’t. With reason or not, I have had my birth family cast me out into your care because I was force sensitive and now, my second family does the same because of a gene I carry.” Your eyes flashed angrily. Abandoned again because of what you were. “I will gather my things and be gone before nightfall,” you turned on your heel and strode out of the council chambers, leaving the heavy sighs behind you as you fought tears.

    When you finally reached your quarters the dam broke. Fat tears and wailing sobs poured out of you while your heart bled. Fear, pain, self-disgust all swirling in your mind. You had no idea what you were going to do, where you were going to go. You barely heard the knock against your door while you tried to wipe the salty wetness from your eyes. When you composed yourself as much as you could you opened the door to your Master and Obi Wan, both looking solemn.

“May we come it?” your master asked. Standing aside you allowed them entrance. “I voted no. I don’t think the council is making the right choice in this matter.”

“Thank you Master but the result is the same, with all due respect,” you pushed past him and starting shoving your sparse belongings into a travel bag pausing only when your friend stood in your way.

“I-I’m going to miss you..” he looked down at his feet.

“Oh Obi,” fresh tears wet your lashes. “I’m going to miss you to,” you pulled him into a tight hug. “I know you still have a few more years before your trials but; you’re going to make a wonderful knight.” His only response was to hug you tighter.

“The council has allocated a small fund for you young one. Because of the nature of your departure and the fact that you never broke the code or did anything wrong…” Master Plo held out a large purse filled with credits, “I hope it’s enough to get you settled somewhere until you can find something to do..” you took the purse and wrapped your arms around your Master’s waist.

    Thanking him silently for everything. For raising you, teaching you everything you knew and again for advocating for you. You gathered your one personal item aside from your clothes, a holo-pic Obi Wan had taken of you and your Master standing on a cliff overlooking the water on Naboo. At the time he said he took it because you looked like a knight with your straight back and hands clasped behind your back, mirroring Plo perfectly. You thought him silly at the time but now; you felt grateful.

      Months later you found yourself waitressing in a dirty little cantina on one of the lower levels of the city. The credits given to you were enough to pay for a dingy little studio apartment and the owner of the cantina owed Qui Gon a favor for some reason. Giving you a job made them even. You were drifting through your new life. Every night you would show up in your too tight, too short uniform and serve various drunkards and bounty hunters. Every morning you would stumble your way back to your new home utterly exhausted. When your heat hit your boss was understanding enough to give you time off so you could cry and feel the terrible pain and loneliness in peace.

    A few days after your last heat, the third one you had ever experienced; you were back to work. It was a pretty slow night. The atmosphere was surprisingly calm in the run-down little bar. You heard the door creak open while you were in the kitchen grabbing an order for a young starry eyed Rodian obviously new to the city. You looked around the kitchen smelling something strange, something incredibly strong, smokey and musky. It only got stronger when you dropped off the plate. Your eyes met the new customer’s, a lone Duro looked up at you from under the lip of a worn wide brimmed hat. A smile grew across his face as you approached cautiously.

“Hey there little lady. Where’s your Alpha?”

    A serious trepidation squeezed your insides as you realized exactly what it was you were smelling. The man in front of you was an Alpha. There was no doubt about it, if he could smell you, it was true. Your feet moved faster than your brain and carried you out of the bar, ignoring your boss’s bellowing. You pounded into the duracrete until you reached your little room. Opening the door as quickly as you could with trembling fingers you slunk into a shadowy corner. Tears pricked in the corners of your eyes as the cool night breeze drifted through the window.

    Window. As soon as you thought the thought his scent flowed through it, he followed right behind, slinging his lithe body through the opening. Standing silhouetted in the flickering streetlights, you backed up until you hit the door. His long leather trench coat fluttered around his calves. You could hardly process how he lifted his palms up to you and tried to calm you down.

“What in the seven hells’ the matter with you ‘mega?” you lifted your hand and force pulled your light saber into your grasp and ignited the blue blade.

“Whoa whoa whoa there little lady. Calm down I’m not gonna hurt you.. been a while since I seen another one a us. Outside Corellia at least.” His voice was smooth with a rasp to it, his eyes glowed bright red in the low lighting, your saber casting a blue glow over the room.

“Never seen a Jedi ‘mega before,” he started.

“I’m no longer a Jedi,” you spat. It was the first thing you could say to the Alpha before you.

“You gotta calm down girl. I told you I’m not gonna hurt you,” he was inching closer to you.

“What do you want with me?” you tightened your grip and clenched your teeth, causing him to halt again on the stained floor.

“Where’s your Alpha? I can’t smell him.”

“You’re the first one I’ve met.”

“Listen I wanna help. Obviously if you’re here the Jedi gave you the boot. I’m gonna go out on a limb here, they found out when the suppressors didn work on ya.”

You sheathed your blade and lowered your head in sorrow.

“How long you been on your own?”

“A few months,” you looked up and wished you were back in the temple. You missed the gardens, you missed the archives, you missed your friend.. The Duro eyed you carefully like he could read your history just from your face before he scrunched his eyes up in confusion.

“Diddn they even tell you shit or did they just give you a pat and ‘good luck’?”

Your lack of a response was response enough; he sighed and muttered curses under his breath.

“Listen, most of us Alphas aren’t dangerous. We’re leaders, protectors. Omegas aren’t weak, you’re our second in command so to speak.” Your eyes widened at him. “I wanna help you.. I kinda feel like I have to. My mate would’ve if she was still around…” his eyes dimmed, “some of the Alphas can be shitty but it’s the others you gotta worry about. Slavers like buying your kind up and sellin em to the highest bidder. Sometimes they got a paid Alpha to sniff you out, some of em got hounds that can pick out your scent. If you stay here, you’re sittin pretty an ripe for their pickin.”

“What happened to your Omega?” your voice was quiet and cautious. You didn’t know if you could trust him or not but if he found you, others would be able to soon too.

“Trandoshans… I was off on a hunt; left her at home. Thought it was too dangerous for her to come with… I tried to find her, looked everywhere, called in every favor, went broke on bribes… never found her.”

Some primal, instinctual part of your heart broke for him. You had no idea what it was like to have a mate but you thought you’d rather die than lose yours and the look on his face confirmed that, he would too.

“Look, take it or not but this is me reaching my hand out. Tryin to make sure that what happened to her, doesn’t happen to you. Bounty huntings lucrative if you nab the right contracts. I can get you set up… the moving around ‘s safer than sitting still.”

    You thought for a few minutes, pondering the information this man dumped on you all at once. Your Jedi brain told you not to trust him; that this guy was bad news, but you weren’t a Jedi anymore. They were the reason you were sitting here trying to decide if you could trust him or not. So, you listened to your Omega gut and it told you to go with him; and that’s what you did.

      You spent a year with Cad Bane and if you were being honest, it was the best year of your life. He introduced you to the Bounty Hunters Guild by the name ‘Mega. Told you if they found out you were a former Jedi you wouldn’t get contracts so you went with it. There was even a whole house of the guild that was dedicated to Alphas and Omegas a secret little society that you had been welcomed into. He taught you how to use a blaster, damn well too. Your light saber was a hidden last resort to use only if you were about to be killed and you left no survivors. The two of you galivanted across the galaxy bringing in dangerous, high paying bounties.

    He taught you about the sub culture of the Alphas and the Omegas and helped explain some of the odd tendencies you showed but didn’t understand. He was respectful during your heat and let you wait it out locked in the cabin while he slept in the cockpit. Occasionally you’d ask him to put a hand on the back of your neck to cool you down. His cold-blooded hands were the perfect ice pack for your fevered skin.

    Not once did he ever try to scent you. To say he was friendly though would’ve been a lie. You had a companionable silence most of the time. You could count the times you made him smile on one hand. Most of which were when you got extra rough with a difficult quarry. The only other time was when some guy tried to hit on you in a cantina while you and Bane celebrated the largest reward you had ever gotten. You pressed the barrel of your blaster into his balls so hard, without even looking at him, he cried. Life was… good. Life was actually good. After the costs of resupply and fuel he gave you half of whatever was left over.

    That’s how you got to where you were now. On Corellia in a ship yard looking to buy your own transport. Bane had introduced you to the Guild Master on this planet, long having gained membership with him as a sponsor and you got yourself a few of your own pucks. He stood beside you now as you tossed the credits to the seller and loaded up your new; well new to you, ship.

“Better than my first ship that’s for damn sure,” Bane said as he walked around it. It wasn’t large, it wasn’t small either, but it had a kitchenette, a cabin and a carbon-freezing chamber in the small cargo bay below deck. “That freezers gonna let you pick up a few bounties at a time,” he noted, leaning against the doorframe of the cabin, watching you put away your clothes and setting up the holo-pic of you and Plo by the large bed.    

“That’s the plan. Move around as much as possible. Get rich on these dumbasses,” you moved to toss the pucks into your bag.

“Listen ‘Meg,” he straightened up, clenched his jaw and looked at the floor, “it was shitty goin for me for a long time. It’s gonna get shitty again and stay that way for the rest of my life but; well, you made it less shitty,” he was visibly uncomfortable.

“Don’t go getting all warm blooded on me now Bane,” you shot him a sad smile. You had to move on. He wasn’t your Alpha and you weren’t his Omega. You didn’t really think you would find a mate of your own but you could feel it through the force; as much as you relieved some of his stress, you made him miss his mate.

“Don’t get your hopes up sweetheart, I like you but not that much,” he smirked, “you got my commlink channel set up in there right?” his thumb pointed to the cockpit.

“Yeah I got it.”

“Don’t hesitate if you get in over your head kid. I mean it ‘Meg, don’t be so proud you go and get yourself killed.”

“I won’t, I promise Bane.”

“Good,” he walked over to you and for a second you thought he was actually going to hug you; what he did was a bigger shock. He took his hat off and placed it on your head. Your eyes widened to saucers and you looked at him almost confused. A grin cracked your lips when he pulled a new, bigger one out of no where and shrugged his shoulders.

“I like this one better anyway,” he turned to leave the hull but not before rasping out a “see you around ‘Meg, give em all seven hells out there,” over his shoulder.

You made your way to the cockpit, pulling Bane’s hat down tighter on your head and running your finger across the brim; watching him leave the shipyard through the view port with one last swish of his coat. You were sad to watch that gun slinging bastard go but thanked the maker he found you, thanked the maker that you followed him that night.

    You ran through your preflight checklist and started her up ‘The Wolf.’ You liked the way it sounded. Pulling up into the atmosphere and punching in the coordinates for Lothal, the highest priced bounty in your current collection. You pulled back the lever, shooting you into hyperspace. You made your way back to your cabin and picked up the holo-pic of you and your master. You wondered what he was doing right now. If he had taken in a new padawan. You hoped he had; he was a wonderful master; the best you could’ve asked for. You wondered if he thought about you as much as you thought about him. You smiled, probably. He always had trouble not forming attachments. You set the picture back down and pulled another one out of your bag. You had tried to keep it a secret from Bane but you were sure he knew about it.

    It was from the night you almost took off the nuts of the guy who tried flirting with you. You had bought a round for everyone in the small cantina out of your own pocket, you were so excited about taking down the biggest quarry the two of you had seen to date. Several beings of different species all raised a glass of various liquors in your honor while Bane faced the bar not looking at you, the smallest smirk on his face below the rim of the hat you were wearing now. The smile you had on in this picture might be the biggest you’ve ever made. You set it down next to the one of you and Plo and compared the two, hardly believing you were the same person. You weren’t, but they were both you.

    You kicked your boots off and plopped down on the bed, arms crossed behind your head and the hat tilted over your eyes. This was it; this was living.