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vodika-vibes · 18 hours
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Congrats on your new follower event! Can I request pearl with Cody? Thanks!
It's Always Been You
Summary: You’ve been in love with your Commander almost since the moment you met him. Unfortunately, he seems to think that you’re just waiting until you meet someone better.
Pairing: Commander Cody x Reader
Word Count: 797
Prompts: Pearl - Honest Love
Warnings: Some misunderstanding, but it's cleared up pretty quickly
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: Thank you for your request! Sorry that it took so long~
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You fold your leg under yourself as you scan your datapad for the movie that you’re looking for. It’s late, late enough that you should probably be sleeping, but you’re far too wired to sleep. Besides, Cody is sprawled on the bed next to you, absently looking over your shoulder at your datapad.
You don’t get to spend a lot of time with him, what with the war and him being Marshal Commander, and the fact that you’re technically his subordinate and this whole relationship is a massive gray area.
But that’s a problem for future you to worry about. Present you just wants to be happy and safe and warm.
“Can’t find your movie?” Cody asks, his voice low and warm.
“I downloaded a lot of movies before we left Coruscant.” You admit as you continue scrolling, “And books. And music.”
He laughs and shifts to slide his arms around your waist as well as rest his head on your shoulder, “How much free time do you expect to have?”
“Well, assuming that no one does anything stupid, hopefully a lot.” You press your cheek against the top of his head and are rewarded with the sensation of his arms tightening around you.
“Well, I’m going to intentionally download a virus to give you something to do.”
“That’s so mean.” You say as you shoot him an amused look, “At least make it look like an accident.” He shoots you an angelic look, and you release a bubbling laugh.
For a moment, his expression is warm and fond, though it falters to something a little more wistful and longing. An expression that you’ve been seeing more and more on his face lately. 
Slowly you set your datapad down and you press your hand against his cheek, “Cody, is something wrong?”
“Why do you ask?”
“You look,” You pause as you try to place the emotion, “sad.” You finish.
Cody’s quiet for a long moment, long enough that you think that he’s going to ignore your question, and then he shifts and pulls away from you, moving so that he’s sitting on the bed next to you.
You sit up as well, “Cody?”
“You are far too observant,” He grumbles, as he doesn’t quite meet your gaze, “I’ve been thinking,” he adds, his voice carefully light, “about how long I’m going to have this for.”
You blink at him, “I mean…I’m not going to kick you out, but you have to go back to being Commander when the sun rises-?”
He laughs softly, “That’s not what I mean.”
“Oh.”
Cody is quiet for a moment, and when he speaks, it’s slow, as though he’s trying to think of the best way to say what he’s thinking, “I’m wondering how long I get to have you for. How long before you find someone better. Someone more deserving.”
His words hit you with all of the force of a slug shot.
“You think I’m looking for an upgrade?” You ask, genuinely hurt, “Have I said something to make you think that? Or…or did something?”  You wrack your memory, trying to think of a time when you might have even implied that you were looking for someone other.
His hand is warm against your cheek, pulling you from your spiraling thoughts with startling ease, “No. You’ve always been very good at keeping your focus on me when we’re together.” Cody says quietly, “But…we both know that this is temporary.”
“...is it?” You ask, somehow even more hurt, “I kind of thought it was forever. It kind of sounds like you’re the one looking for an upgrade.”
He stares at you hard, “I think there’s been a miscommunication somewhere.” Cody finally says, “Cyare, what are your feelings towards me?”
“I love you.” You say it easily. Because it is easy. It’s the easiest thing you’ve ever done, “But…but if you don’t feel the same way, I can pretend that I don’t.”
“Even though I’m just a clone?” Cody asks, “Even though you can have someone better?”
“You’re not ‘just an’ anything, Cody.” You say with a frown, “Not to me. And I don’t want ‘better’. What even is better? Richer? If I was worried about money I wouldn’t have joined the military.”
“I have no prospects for the future, cyare-”
“Cody is Cody and Cody is who I want.” You interrupt, “But…only if that’s what you want too.”
He laughs softly, and leans in to kiss you, slowly and deeply. “It is what I want. More than anything. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
You sigh softly, and climb into his lap, “You scared me. I thought you were going to kick me to the curb.”
“I would never.” His arms tighten around her, “I love you too, after all.”
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candyfloss5000 · 5 days
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I'm just gonna leave this here 🤗
"Do you think it hurt?" The question had been eating Wolffe alive, ever since he had deserted the Empire and realised what he did.
Rex turned to him, "Did what hurt, Wolffe?"
"The general..." Wolffe couldn't bring himself to say anymore, as he felt the bitter bile stir in his stomach.
"No," Rex tried to sound reassuring, tried to sound like everything will be alright when it ultimately won't and will never be, "I think it was quick, painless."
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starrylothcat · 7 months
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Hey hey! Love your writing!
I wanted to ask for some nsfw headcannons for Wolffe, Cody, and Rex. Where their F!Jedi reader keeps force projecting different sex scenes of them together during a briefing; with the boys trying to keep it together during the briefing and their reactions/what they say to her after.
I also just wanted to say, that you are one my favorite TCW/TBB writers on Tumblr!
Distractions - NSFW Headcanons with Cody, Wolffe, and Rex
Summary: You decide to spice up a pre-mission briefing meeting by projecting naughty visions to your clone, knowing you’ll pay for it later.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Absolute filth. Smut. No real plot. Dom vibes from Wolffe and Cody, slightly rough handling but everything consensual. Fingering, oral, PiV sex. Reader a Jedi, not described in detail.
Pairings: Cody x Fem!JediReader, Wolffe x Fem!JediReader, Rex x Fem!JediReader
WC: Around 2,000 total (bullet points)
A/N: Let me tell you, the squeal I squealed when I got this ask! Thank you for this filthy request, anon! And thank you for your even kinder comment, I was having some self-doubt in my writing lately and I’m glad that you are enjoying my silly little stories, it means a lot to me and I love writing for y’all!
This is pure smutty goodness below the cut, I hope it’s what you envisioned. I had fun writing this for sure! I kinda got carried away with Rex, oops. Enjoy! 💛
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💛 Cody 💛
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He is a tough man to crack.
He’s always the Marshal Commander, taking his duties seriously on and off the battlefield.
You started innocently, visions of you kissing up and down his torso, slowly taking off his armor and blacks, fondling his cock, whispering how good of a girl you’ve been and that you’re ready to please your Commander in any way.
Cody didn’t even look at you, though you saw his hand twitch slightly at his side.
You smiled to yourself, projecting a more enticing scene into his mind.
This time, you were sucking his cock, his gloved hand wrapped in your hair, mumbling how amazing your lips felt around him, how much he was going to reward you later for being so good to him.
Still, nothing. Though his jaw seemed tense as he listened to Obi-Wan go over battle plans.
You knew you were playing a dangerous game, an exceedingly dangerous game, one that you will be thouroughly punished for later.
The thought shot a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, upping the ante again, needing him to crack.
The next image was of you, laying on his bunk, pleasuring yourself, two fingers deep inside your sopping pussy, your other hand pinching and tweaking your nipples writhing and moaning in pleasure, getting off completely fine without his assistance.
Since my Commander can’t be bothered to help me, I have to take matters into my own hands…
You held that teasing, lewd image in his mind, and you could almost feel the blade of his stare pierce straight through you as he finally made eye contact across the room.
It was a simple gesture that said so much, and you knew you had him.
After the meeting, you went straight to your personal quarters, knowing he wouldn’t be too far behind.
As your door hissed closed behind you, it was open again, and Cody had you pinned to a nearby wall so fast you barely had time to register what was happening.
Cody was deadly silent as he crushed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue clashing as his armored body pressed into your robed one.
You smirked against his lips as he pulled away for air, your lungs burning. “Cody-“
Cody growled as he flipped you around, your face pressed up agains the wall, tugging down your robes, revealing your ass to him and your glistening pussy.
He gave your ass a solid smack, his lips against your ear, heavy and commanding.
“You’re not getting away with this.”
You sighed in both pain and pleasure, hearing the clunk of his codpiece hitting the floor, his fingers gripping your ass hard as he rubbed his rigid cock at your entrance.
“Is this what you wanted?” He husked, “to be filled by your Commander? To beg for this cock? Oh, mesh’la, you’ll be begging.”
You let out a whine as he teased your dripping entrance with his cockhead, already thinking you maybe took it a little too far with your visions, knowing he was a man true to his word.
It was too late now.
“Cody, please, I need-“
Smack! Another slap to your ass, his other hand wandering between your folds.
“Only good, obedient girls get this cock. After that stunt in the comm room, you have a lot to make up for.“
He swiped a finger over your clit, causing you to cry out, your body twitching, unable to move much between the wall and his solid form behind you.
He roughly rubbed your clit, pushing two fingers into your entrance, immediately finding the spongy spot that made you see stars.
“You’re soaking, mesh’la, so needy for me.”
You could feel your release coming quickly, choking out his name as his other hand groped at your breast.
Cody knew you were close, feeling you tighten around him, your high pitched moans giving you away.
Cody removed his fingers right as you were about to reach your peak.
You whimpered, trying to lean back against him, desperate for your release, for anything.
Cody spun you around again, pressing his gloved fingers soaked with your juice to your lips.
“If you’re good, I’ll let you cum. You haven’t proved yourself to me, though. Now be a good girl, and clean me up.”
You licked his gloved fingers clean, tasting yourself and giving him a little show of what you could do with your tongue, if you let him.
Cody’s eyes darkened, slowly pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips to his fingers.
“On your knees, mesh’la. Like I said, you have a lot to make up for.”
🖤 Wolffe 🖤
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The image you projected was absolutely filthy.
Your hands were pinned behind your back by his large hand, the other pressing between your shoulder blades keeping you down on the bed as he pounded into you from behind.
You were shamelessly moaning his name like a dirty Holofilm star, crying out for him to go harder, faster.
You stood at attention, casually glancing at him, noticing a bead of sweat forming at Wolffe’s temple.
You could sense he was trying his best not to leap over the holomap and ravage you in front of everyone.
You decided he had enough of the first fantasy, briefly closed your eyes, projecting another scene into his mind.
You were on your knees in front of him, your mouth open as he shoots ropes of cum all over your face, greedily lapping it up, kissing up and down his still-hard cock, begging for more.
Wolffe’s eyes flashed at you, his cybernetic eye and scar making him look more dangerous than usual, his eyes narrowing.
Got him.
You were enjoying watching him keep it together, a vein bulging at his forehead, his neck tense as he stood at attention, listening to Master Koon’s hologram.
You knew you were in for it after the meeting.
That was the entire point.
Wolffe was practically kicking down the door to your personal quarters after the meeting, pinning you to your bed, his mouth ravaging yours, moving down to suck and bite at your neck, hard.
He had your wrists held above your head with one hand, his grip like iron.
There was no escape.
“What was that?” He growled as he continued the assault on your neck, his hand tightening even more around your wrists that were wiggling to get free.
You whined as his hand that was digging into your waist moved under your robes, up toward your breasts.
“Answer me, mesh’la. Or you won’t get what you so obviously want.”
His gloved touch left a trail of fire on your skin, sending goosebumps across your body and a jolt of arousal straight to your pussy, your panties wet at the anticipation.
“You looked bored during the meeting.” You smirked at up at him, breathy pants leaving you as he touched you. “Thought you could use some entertainment.”
Wolffe’s gaze darkened at your teasing tone, the ghost of a smirk on his lips.
Without warning, he ripped open the front of your robes, yanking down your breast band.
You yelped as he attacked your breasts with this lips and teeth, leaving more marks for him to gently kiss over later when he was through with you.
“Do you want my cum, mesh’la? Is that what you want?” Wolffe grunted against your flushed skin as he switched to your other breast.
You gasped a yes, his teeth expertly nipping and tugging at your sensitive bud.
You writhed, your wrists still restrained above your head by his strong hand.
“I’ll fill your mouth to the brim, and you’ll swallow every drop, isn’t that right you filthy girl?”
You nodded, almost delirious just at his mouth on your nipples. He hadn’t even really started touching you yet.
“And then I’ll fill that pretty pussy of yours, but only if you behave. Will you behave for me?”
“Y-yes!” Your voice cracked, needing him to fuck you until you couldn’t remember your name. 
“Yes…?” He stopped, his predatory gaze locking on you.
“Yes…Commander.”
“Good girl.”
Wolffe continued ravaging your breasts, your mewls filling the room.
“Please, I want your cock inside me, I want you to cum so deep inside me, Wolf-Commander. I’ll be good, I promise…”
Wolffe released your wrists, your hands finally free.
“You haven’t been good though, you knew that the second you invaded my mind with those visions.”
Wolffe sat up, and began removing his armor. You forgot it was even still on.
“I’ll make sure you’re properly punished for such distractions, and then I’ll decide when you’re ready for my cock.”
You shivered at his promise as he climbed over you, just in his blacks, the outline of his rigid cock straining against the fabric.
“I dunno, Commander. You seem to be all bark and no bite.” You teased, knowing you were getting yourself into even more trouble.
A dark chuckle reverberated in his chest, ripping your pants and panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.
Wolffe grasped your thighs, biting down into the soft flesh of your inner leg, earning a loud yelp from you as his tongue eased the first of many marks he will leave on your body.
“Be careful what you wish for, mesh’la.”
💙 Rex 💙
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You had him sweating and fidgeting as Rex tried to keep a straight face in the briefing room.
Rex was attempting to listen to the mission report, but your vision in his mind was proving to be quite the distraction.
You were on his face, his hands grasping your thighs as he feasted on your pussy from below.
“Rex, oh kriff, more, please, I need your big cock, I want you to ruin me.”
Rex gave you a desperate look from across the room, slightly shaking his head.
You ignored his pleading glance, changing the vision.
Now, you were splayed out on his desk in his private Captain’s quarters, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you, your back arching as you rubbed your clit, cumming over and over again around him.
His desk was dripping with your juices, your breasts bouncing almost comically as you cried out his name, hamming up the vision to see Rex squirm.
Rex suddenly coughed, everyone in the room looking at him momentarily.
You rocked on your heels, hands behind your back, pretending to listen as the pre-mission brief continued, completely innocent.
Finally, the meeting ended.
You exited the room, Rex quickly walking past you.
“My office. Now.” He hissed quietly, before being called over by Anakin to discuss further plans.
When Rex opened the door to his office, you were sitting at his desk, waiting for him.
“You have a lot of explaining to do, General.” Rex strode up to you, placing his hands on his desk, leaning over toward you.
You loved it when he used his serious Captain voice on you.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Captain.”
“You know.” His voice dropped an octave, husky and gruff, just how you liked it.
“You’ll have to elaborate. I can’t read minds.”
Rex stood up straight, his expression unreadable. You continued to sit in his chair as he walked around the desk and over to you.
Rex leaned down again, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, caging you in.
For a moment, you thought he was actually upset with you. You felt guilty, maybe you did take it too far in the meeting.
You opened your mouth to apologize, but Rex spoke first.
“I think you can, mesh’la. How else would you know those visions are what I think about doing to you every waking moment?”
His lips were hovering centimeters from yours, a quiet gasp leaving your lips, your body quivering at his statement.
Oh, he liked it.
His breath fanned over your face, feeling your panties dampen, his usual soft eyes glazed over with lust.
You leaned forward to close the small distance, wanting to taste him, but he pulled away, avoiding your kiss.
“Mmm, mesh’la. You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” Rex purred in your ear, his gloved hand snaking up your neck, tilting your head to the side.
He placed a hot kiss right below your ear, lazily licking your neck.
“Rex…” you sighed, grasping at his shoulder pads, his teeth grazing your skin, his lips pressing to the side of your jaw.
“You want something from me?” He removed himself from you, kneeling between your legs.
“I’m not sure if you deserve it. I could write you up for what you did back there.”
Rex hooked his fingers under your pants, pulling them down your legs. You lifted your ass, helping him remove your lower clothes.
“Yeah? What would the report say?” You shuddered as Rex began lavishing your bare thighs, teeth and tongue sucking and nibbling as he slowly made his way up to your aching apex.
You could feel Rex smirk against your skin.
“My General coercing me into questionable situations. Inappropriate use of Jedi abilities.”
Rex stopped right at your core, aching and throbbing for him. You could feel his breath on your pussy, desperate now for any friction.
You let out a frustrated whine as Rex kissed your inner thigh, ignoring where you needed him most.
“Rex…”
“Patience, mesh’la. You need a lesson in discipline, it seems.”
Rex brushed his nose against your clit, your hips instinctually bucking up toward him, your hands grasping at his buzzed hair.
You groaned impatiently as he gently kissed your labia, touching you everywhere but your clit.
“You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” He rumbled into your core, a finger now teasing your entrance.
You panted, knowing you asked for this, that you deserved this, but you could still protest to his teasing.
“Captain, please…” You begged, shifting your hips, hoping he would press his finger knuckle deep inside you.
Rex continued to just tease your entrance with his finger tip, slowly circling, not quite pressing all the way inside.
“Kriff, you’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you on my desk? Do you want to cum over and over again on my cock?”
You nodded, heavy pants the only sound able to leave your lips as he finally pressed his finger inside.
“Use your words, is that what you want?”
Rex’s lips were brushing over your clit, the teasing almost too much.
“Y-yes! Please, Rex, I need you inside me!” Your words came out as a garbled cry as he suddenly sucked on your clit, adding a second finger to your pussy, stretching you so deliciously you thought you might cry, pleasure shooting up your spine.
And his cock wasn’t even inside you yet.
“You’ll get my cock, mesh’la, don’t worry. But first, I want you to cum just like this.” Rex added a third finger, his tongue and lips circling your clit, your vision white from the pleasure as you squirmed and writhed in his chair, totally at his mercy, your orgasm building quickly.
You came apart on his fingers, shaking and sobbing his name, pleasure coursing through you as Rex’s fingers and mouth worked you through your first orgasm.
“You’re so beautiful when you cum.” Rex’s pupils were blown with desire, licking his lips as he cleaned you up, his baritone voice was laden with desire, his control now gone.
You barely had time to come down from you high as Rex easily lifted you onto his desk, removing his codpiece in a flash, pulling down his blacks far enough for his flushed, dripping cock to spring free.
“And you’re going to cum again, and again, and again. Are you ready, mesh’la? This is what you asked for.”
Your answer was a cry of his name, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you, starting a devastating pace, fucking you exactly like you showed him in your vision.
Your last coherent thought before being so thoroughly fucked and blissed out by your Captain was that you should definitely tease him like this more often.
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the-rain-on-kamino · 2 months
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The Bet
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Rating: This is still an 18+ blog
Pairing: 501st x fem!reader x Cody
Wordcount: 3,6k
Warnings: Kisses... Kisses and even more kisses! ❤️‍🔥 Nghhh....
A/N: THERE IT IS AGAIN! The fic that started it all 😉 First part of The Bet series - Shades of Dates
OP: 2022/02/05 I am still grateful that @nahoney22 convinced me to post. You have no idea how MUCH I love this series, how much fun it was to write...
Summary: "Who needs the Force to tell you apart?" With this statement you place a bet - guessing closed eyed who is who from you favorite boys in blue - just by the way they kiss you! And then one kiss leads to another...
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Just a bet - or the most stupid idea you’ve ever had?
You’ve met at 79’s after the 501st came back from another mission, celebrating the fact that they once more made it back to Coruscant safe and sound. The evening was the same as it ever was, casual and at ease. Since you've met so many times, your company is something you can all enjoy equally and make you forget - at least for a few hours - their lives were never meant to be anything but ordnance.
Sometime during the evening one of your boys in blue stated: “Master Yoda said that we may share the same face, but in the Force we are all different and unique.”
Oh, what a wise man Yoda is!
Maybe it was due to the fact that you already had a drink or two and were a little tipsy, or rather, because you've long since fallen head over heels for the boys and just haven't said out loud the obvious yet. Howsoever…
“Who needs the Force to tell you apart? Your character traits are so distinguished, you would be uniquely different in every situation. I could - even without seeing you.”
All eyes on you, astonishment was evident on eight faces. But it was only Rex who questioned your exceptional statement:
“And how would you demonstrate your expertise, if that's even possible?”
“I bet I could guess who's who, just by the way you kiss!”
The reactions varied exactly as you expected, from a surprised cough to a smug grin, from flustered silence to elated cheer, but eight times delighted. Only then did you realize what you had said and blushed terribly. You looked down, somewhat embarrassed, your hands suddenly wet with excitement.
It was Fives who nudged your chin and tilted it up so that you had to face him, just when you were about to stammer an excuse for your hasty assertion.
"Don't back down now that you've finally dared to make a move on us, beautiful!"
Finally? Were they sharing your secret affection and just didn’t tell you? Out of courtesy… or maybe it was just your vanity speaking?
Apparently the first, 'cause now you are seated comfortably in the booth, your heart thundering with anticipation. Eight men standing around you, watching you with hungry eyes.
"Ok vods! Each of us gets one kiss. None of us tells their names until everyone has had their turn - no cheating!” Rex sets the rules, the last instruction directed to you.
“What’s the wager?” Jesse wants to know.
“Yeah, what are we gettin’ out of it?” Hardcase interposes.
“Are you stupid? What you are getting is a kiss - from her! That’s more than you could hope for.” Jesse is slapping the back of Hardcase’s head with a disparaging huff.
More than you could hope for… The way he’s saying it flusters you. If only he knew it’s just the same the other way round. A kiss from your boys - you ever wanted but never dared to dream.
Nervously, you look for an offer that they might like.
“Uhm.. How about truth or dare? I owe each of you I can't guess a favor.”
“Deal!”
You close your eyes.
Nothing happens for what feels like an eternity and you start fidgeting nervously in your seat. But then…
Soft lips, softer than you’ve expected for a trooper, peck a chaste kiss on your mouth. It’s so sweet and bashful - and over much too soon. You can hear a ripple of laughter in the back.
“That’s the sweetest and most innocent kiss I’ve ever got. I bet it was Tup.”
Are you correct in your assumption? True to their words, no one reveals themselves. They keep silent, except for a few more laughs.
Just when things come quiet again, a pair of large calloused hands cup your face, pulling you forward. You gasp, surprised by the sudden move, and just then hot lips seal with yours. An inquisitive tongue captures your mouth, twisting and twirling around yours, hastily savoring you, as if its owner still couldn’t believe this is finally happening. As are you… if you only had known what you were missing, how right it would feel if you dare to surrender to your weakness. Unable to help yourself, you raise your hands, grasping the neck of the man kissing you so fiercely. He smiles against your lips in response, gladly indulging in the taste of you for a little longer. When he’s eventually breaking the kiss, you are left breathless.
You still can feel his face close to yours, as he’s waiting for your evaluation.
“So intense and heated - could only be Hardcase.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, we could kiss her like THAT?!” someone, presumably Tup, is complaining in the background.
“Rules been clear: one kiss. What you made of it was up to you.”
“Stop rambling! It’s my turn now.”
The next clone is carefully slotting himself between your legs, crouching down. He guides your hands to his armored flanks, indicating you to hold on to him, or rather to hold him tight. You need a second to get used to the unfamiliar feeling. So many times you've felt the plastiod beneath your fingertips, but only now it feels like a final barrier separating you from a soft promise. By now your heart is beating twice as fast - it’s thrilling. And he hasn't even kissed you yet!
Suddenly, his left hand is cupping the back of your head, his fingers tangled in your strands, and a bare thumb is caressing your chin, gently tilting it up. Just like before. But this time, he uses his thumb to open your mouth for him and kisses you. No - kiss is not anywhere near what this is - he’s given the chance to show you how much he adores you - and he’s willing to make you feel it. His tongue is massaging yours with gentle strokes and he hums low in approval as he’s licking deep and steady in your mouth, tasting you with relish. You could have gone on forever. Let him kiss you and kiss him back, until you forget everything around you and nothing exists but the two of you and this indescribable feeling. He doesn't even think about ceasing until someone grasps his shoulder, pulling him away from you with certainty.
“Your goatee was tickling so nice, Fives” you dreamily point out, still drowning in his taste.
“Just one word from you and I can make you feel nice again anytime beautiful. But for now tell me,” he murmurs, “how was this kiss?”
“Skilled…and confident. Just like you.” You can't see his cheeky smile as he rises, but you can practically hear it in his silence. That, and the annoyed groans from the other boys.
You almost feel lonely as he turns away, making room for the next man to kiss you. But luckily you don’t have to suffer for long, because at the same moment the next trooper is already building up in front of you. He takes your hands in his, slowly pulling you up from your seat and towards him. You lean against him, his scent is filling your senses, warm and masculine, stimulating and soothing your perception, making you swoon over him. You never thought about how they would smell, but now... His lithe and firm body is supporting you. And stars, you need support! Your legs are wobbly, not only from being so close to him but also from his touch on you. Clutching your wrists with his one hand at his chest, his other is gently exploring your waist. Up and further up, eventually coming to rest just below the curve of your breast, avid yet still decent. Almost subtly his fingertips dig into your soft flesh, coaxing soft and needy noises from you.
He leans in, brushing your cheekbone with his lips, his breathing warm on your skin. It’s soft and tender, even when he sinks his teeth into your jawline, gently nibbling on you. Your heart is racing, desire growing on you, with every inch he’s coming closer to your lips… “Please…”, you whisper, longing for his kiss more than you would have thought possible. And finally … he put his lips on yours, chasing your exhaled moan in his mouth. But it’s so much more than just a kiss… more than just sharing your breaths… it’s the eventual fulfillment of an insatiable longing and the two of you can't have enough of each other.
He eventually lets go of you, his hand gently squeezes your upper body one last time - then he's gone. Even if you were allowed, you didn't even want to open your eyes. You struggle for words, for coming back to here and now, your mind still floating in a comfortable daze, your body set ablaze.
“That was… tender … sensual… - Echo.” A quiet huff - the only answer you get.
It doesn't take long before you feel yourself being turned around sideways and someone crowding against you from behind. The clone concerned presses his broad and sturdy chest tight against your back. He's radiating heat, even through the cuirass of his armor. Maker, you feel yourself floating in a sea of pleasure when he’s interlacing his fingers with yours and wrapping himself around you, his palms finally resting on your hips, your hands on top his. Did they make a secret competition out of driving you over the edge you don't know about? They are well on the way - by all means.
“You don’t know yet”, he suddenly murmurs next to your ear, and his low voice is sending shivers down your spine, “but I’m yours.” He huffs a breath of warm air against the delicate spot behind your ear.
“I dream about…” he presses a gentle kiss on the sensitive skin of your throat, eliciting a soft moan from you, which the others watching counter with strained groans of their own.
“...you almost every night.” He’s mouthing the incontrovertible truth in your skin, as if he doesn’t want the others to hear.
“What in kriffings name is he doing?”
“Shhhh!” You vaguely hear muffled muttering from afar.
“Ohhhh!”
Then it’s quiet again, apart from the music and chatter filling the bar.
His nimble fingers subtly start to curl into the fabric of your dress, slowly pushing it up and revealing a lovely view for his brothers. Your underwear, only hidden from their gazes in the shadows of your hem. You feel cold air brushing your thighs, heat and dampness pooling between your legs, anticipation almost too strong for you to take.
“And now I dream about…” he pulls you even closer to him, starts grinding his codpiece against your ass,“...to make you mine.”
You break free another moan, his name falling from your lips like a prayer: “Rex…” as he’s latching his lips in the crook of your neck, and sucking on your skin. He doesn’t stop until he leaves a mark, dark and swollen, visible for days.
“Rex”, you gasp, “so possessive and devoted.”
You hear him chuckle behind you, loosening his grip on you, and handing you over to someone else’s loving hands.
Those same loving hands now cling to your upper arms and thumbs hesitantly caress your collarbones. Whoever this is, you feel him go tense and draw in a deep breath. And then he closes the distance and presses his lips to yours. He stops breathing. Holding himself there, motionless, for an endless moment. His mouth feels warm, soft - and inexperienced. You never realized until that moment,how imposing and breathtaking the clones are, yet how vulnerable and sensitive at the same. Cupping his face with your trembling hand, you try to smooth his tension, caressing his cheeks, but he withdraws and your lips come apart.
For a fleeting moment, you think you might have done something wrong, and try to apologize, but he takes your face in his hand, swoops down on you and his lips collide with yours once more. He’s kissing you, hard, fierce, over and over again. His mouth is capturing yours in a frantic and desperate way that obliterates your every doubt. Just when the salty taste of tears is perceptible on your tongue, he slows down, and lets himself be kissed by you - sweetly, gently, lingering on your lips until he pulls back, and all you can feel is his thundering pulse beneath your fingertips.
“All the restraints… the urgency. None but Dogma could give such desperate kisses.”
“I bet he already feels guilty and wonders if he's going to be court-martialed for this outburst of reckless devotion!” someone scoffs, reaping approving laughter from the others. A thud! Dogma whacked the tease’s chestplate.
“You have my word, Dogma, you won’t! As long as you keep that more likable side of you alive.”
So you were right in your assumption, this last kiss was indeed from Dogma.
Have you been right about the others so far? You hope so, because they are sure enough different and unique. No kiss has been like another, yet all of them devine, making you ache for more. You should have known from the start you won't be able to deny your feelings any longer, that you want so much more from them than just friendly relations. How could you have known they would feel the same? Now you've awakened something that won't be easily sorted out. When you are going to open your eyes in a few minutes, and you'll meet their gazes - you won't be able to hide how much you need them. Neither won't they!
Still lost in your thoughts you hear yourself giving a surprised squeak as smooth and warm hands settle on your hips. A quiet chuckle rumbles above you, lovely and seductive.
Heat rushes through you, your cheeks prickling, when the clone now in charge is drawing you closer. You’re surrounded by his presence, as he’s bringing you flush to his chest and slotting his thigh between your legs. Stars, so close to where you want to be touched right now. In response you arch your back, pressing harder against him. And he’s giving in to your silent plea, shifting his leg slightly upwards, finally providing you with the much needed friction. Your breathing hitches at the cool touch of plastoid and a low moan leaves your lips. Unable to stop yourself you start slightly rubbing against him - he doesn't stop you either.
“Want me to taste you?” the clone so close to you murmurs right next to your ear.
You lift your chin, turn your face up to him, and your lips part - longing for his kiss. Just the thought of his lips on yours, a gentle and soothing contrast to the lecherous friction, making the blood rush in your ears and overwhelming you with a burning desire. But it’s not only you. Above you, you feel him shiver, his chest rising and falling with his ragged breathing at the sight of you. He leans down… At first you think he kisses you, but then he diverts his path lower and puts his lips on your half exposed collar bone.
“Oh come on! When did we change the rules from ‘just one kiss’ to ‘making out’? I want another chance!” Tup complains in the background.
Intrigued from his bold behavior, you reach down. Finding the soft gap between his cuisses and codpiece, you slide your hands around him, squeezing his thighs right beneath his ass - much to his and the spectators delight.
Tilting your head back, you give him more space to cover you with more of his hungry kisses, and he gladly obliges. He inhales your scent and tastes you with gentle strokes of his tongue, tracing a wet and curved pattern from your collarbone to the hollow below your jaw and still further up along the column of your throat. His fingers tenderly run over your flanks, exploring you just as his mouth does. You’re lost in the feeling of his lips and his hands, your skin sensitive and longing for his contact. When he finally locks his lips with yours and your tongues dance together, his grip on you goes from tender to passionate and you grind against and wind around each other in pure lust.
“Get you a room!”
Nothing you’d rather do, but the impatient interjection brings you back to reality. Both breathing hard, you eventually let go of each other.
You're still panting as you whisper your answer, unable to do anything else: “Who of you would hide so much unexpected passion beneath his armor? Would be so eager and lascivious? Kix.”
He gingerly bites your earlobe, whispering a quiet "hmmm", then he's out of your reach.
That means only Jesse would be left. Will he fit this last kiss?
Another surge of heat is pushing out through you, rolling along your spine and tingling in your belly when you feel him coming closer. As his hands settle on your hips, their weight anchoring you, you hear yourself sighing quietly. Jesse's letting his fingers sink into your soft flesh, squeezing as he pulls you flush to his armored chest. Maker, what would you give to feel what he hides underneath!
You can't hold onto the thought for long, because then he lowers his head and kisses you. A kiss like no one ever has been before.
He softly brushes his lips against yours, gingerly biting your bottom lip to plead for entrance. And you let him. You devote yourself to his ministrations, let him do whatever he wants with you. His tongue dips inside you, gently nudging the tip of your tongue. He's tasting you right from your source and gifting you with his own taste. He whimpers out a long low groan at the sweet flavor of you, shivering at your groaned response as you share your breaths.
And you melt into his body, feel his heat and lust as he holds you close, exploring and worshiping you so stunningly slow and thorough. You are taking turns in licking into each others mouths, sensually stroking your tongues, tracing along the corners of your mouths and teeth, lazily biting each other's lips... the gives and takes of the reigns nonverbal and fluent between the two of you as if you've done this dance with each other a million times before.
He eventually leans you back and hovers over you, his hand pushing up inch by inch, making your dress slowly ride up. You can feel that the dampness between your legs has soaked your panties completely by now. The inner sides of your thighs are glistening with your arousal. Your sexual desire evident for all of you and too strong to endure for much longer.
Jesse breaks the kiss at the audible moans of his brothers. His lips slowly part from yours and he straightens you upright.
"Jesse…", you murmur. "Your kiss was profound and perfect. And so are you."
His hand gently caresses your cheek and he leans his forehead against yours.
"Keep your eyes closed, my love. There’s somebody still waiting for his perfect kiss from you."
Once more, you hear footsteps approaching…
And then you squeak as you are hauled up and your feet leave the solid ground. You wrap your legs around a trim waist, your hands cling to strong shoulders, looking for support.
A large and deft hand grabs your ass, pressing your core against an unyielding codpiece with lionlike strength. The other gathers your hair in a fist, gently pulling and arching your neck backwards. Your mouth falling open with the sudden motion.
Hot lips seal with yours and feel like they were meant to kiss you. He's forcing you to open for him, captures your mouth and you hear him groan with desire. And so do you. He's licking deep into the hot cavern of your mouth, sucking on your tongue, demanding nothing less than everything from you and letting himself savor your taste.
When he lets go of you, your lips are swollen, your heart beating in a frenzy.
"I… I didn’t expect you to be that rough and demanding, Tup", you pant. Your eyes flutter open…
It.. it isn’t Tup.
"Cody!" you gasp. From one second to another a dark blush spreads from your cheeks to your chest… A surge of unknown arousal rushes all through your limbs, your heart furiously slamming against your ribcage. You don't know if it's fear or desire overwhelming you when finding yourself in a situation like this with the Marshal Commander himself.
While you still try to find your voice, he already has: “Now you owe me one favor.”
“Hey, that’s not fair! He wasn’t even part of the bet from the beginning”, you hear Hardcase’s objection. Technically speaking he’s right, but who are you to question Cody?
"So, truth or dare you said…" he smirks as he cautiously slides you down against him and puts your feet back to the ground.
His eyes are darkened, glistening with fervor - and something else… You can’t quite figure out what it is, but you think it fits him. His confidence and imposing stature, paired with this mischievous smile and yearning. He’s adorable!
"Uhmmm. Yes."
Cody leans forward, suddenly his face so close to yours that his nose almost brushes yours, his intense gaze drilling right into your innermost being. You are sure he must hear the loud beating of your heart from your excitement. Is he expecting you to take a step backwards?
No. Because then, with a voice, low and gravelly, he asks:
"Tell me, could you still tell us apart when we kiss those lips of yours, even softer and more delicious than the ones you have already let us taste?"
Rex catches you as your knees buckle…
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toska-writes · 10 months
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“Sleeping/Cuddling Clone Headcannons”
Clones x GN padawan reader
(I guess it could be read in a different way butttt I wrote it with the intention of reader being younger)
Enjoy this because I couldn’t sleep last night!
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Rex
• He would definitely be the one everyone goes to for a post mission cuddle
• I mean can you blame them? How could you not feel safe in his arms??
• Rex is 100% the one that would trace small patterns over your arms or back to help you both sleep
• He sleeps wherever as long as you stayed asleep and were comfortable- losing feeling in his arm? That doesn’t matter
• His arm is like a weighted blanket around anyone that he shares a bunk with, it doesn’t matter who it is he has to be holding them tightly
Cody
• I think Cody is the type to wrap his entire being and soul around whoever he’s sleeping with
• He just gets so close and it’s not even his fault because he’s asleep
• Would be the person to nuzzle his head in the crook of your neck, and vise versa
• Definitely the big spoon but occasionally will switch
• If you are in the same bunk as Cody I think you would start off barely touching but by morning it would be like you were stuck together.
Fives
• Fives is a complete starfish in his bunk and will take up as much room as he can
• However of course if you do ask to bunk with him he would definitely move over, but don’t be surprised if a leg or arm invades your space in the middle of the night
• If you struggle with falling asleep or nightmares I think he would be a verbal comforter and would whisper things in the dark
• His head would probably rest somewhere on your stomach or on your back
• He honestly loves when there is someone else in his bunk with him and can’t remember the last time there wasn’t
Echo
• Sleeps on his back like he was trained too
• You would just show up one night a snuggle right into his side melting into his stiff shape
• Over the course of a few minutes, whether he his conscious or not he will turn more and more ‘out of regulation’ until he has you in his hold
• He definitely holds you so that his chin can rest perfectly on the top of your head
• He practically radiates heat and it feels so nice on cold campaigns
• After joining the bad batch you found that’s it’s much better for the both of you if you just sleep in each others embrace
Hardcase
• Snores like an absolute freight train
• He use to be a very heavy sleeper but after the events of Umbara Hardcase feels a lot better if your in his bunk too
•He will absolutely be the big spoon and will put his head on your shoulder and by your neck
• Ok but just imagine Hardcase’s bed full of stuff animals- if that’s not the cutest thing then idk what is
• they are all named and he would definitely give you one to cuddle with along with him
• Loves when you trace over his tattoos, it puts him right to sleep
Kix
• Kix doesn’t get enough sleep as is, but using the excuse that if he lays with you you’ll go to sleep too
• You can practically feel how exhausted he his with his tense muscles when he lays down
• In this case he is definitely the little spoon. With everything this he deals with being a medic it’s the least he deserves
• You love making up funny stories to try and soothe each other as you both lay there together
• Kix definitely sleeps with some sort of white noise to try and drown his racing thoughts
Wolffe
• He would protest a little bit saying that he likes his personal space, but my boy is so touched deprived and will think that this is the highest form of trust
• It’s like sleeping with a warm weighted blanket
• Wolffe would be that person that wouldn’t really fall asleep until he knew you were alright
• He would definitely be a head scratcher because of all the times that Plo Koon has done it for him
• Wolffe wouldn’t tell anyone really if his padawan stayed in his bunk or not but everyone could definitely tell by his attitude and that there are no bags under either of your eyes
Fox
• 100% the small spoon. I will fight you on this one don’t try me, I believe this with my whole heart
• Just to be held like that He would pass away
• Following the same theme I think he would grumble about it and not really want to give up some space in HIS bed to you
• He completely melts into your touch and will find a way to get closer and closer to you
• Fox would definitely sleep in the fetal position
• I think he would be one of those people that wouldn’t get nightmares if someone held him tight enough and I stand by that
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There will be a part 2 to this with the bad batch and others!
Taglist: @arctrooper69 @thereforepizza @pb-jellybeans @padawancat97 @floffytofu
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sailorkamino · 6 months
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his pet name [cody, fives, rex, wolffe]
relationships: gn reader x clones
warnings: none
your pet name
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cody
• "why don't you take a break, darling?"
• a classic romantic. he's learnt the art of flirting by watching obi-wan. he's not as shy as many of his siblings when you call him a pet name, instead he becomes satisfied, a confident smirk tugging on his lips. he doesn't like a lot of pda but he'll be giving you heart eyes a lot. like whenever you're talking. he finds wit and intelligence super hot.
fives
• "i'm so proud of you, sugar!"
• fives is confident man who loves being doted on. he doesn't even know the meaning of toxic masculinity. he's the embodiment of that tweet 'my girl's mad at me. i hope i die.' you can call him the most over the top, sugary sweet pet names, and he'll just smile like a doof. if any vode tries to tease him he just responds with "you're just jealous i have a hot partner."
rex
• "your hair is so pretty, treasure."
• since rex means king you wanted to give your man a ~dignified~ pet name. the only affection he's used to comes from older siblings calling him rex'ika and giving him noogies, not this flirting. he definitely runs into a door or trips over himself at one point because of you. fives laughs so hard he winds up doing the same thing. echo records it all and sends it to fox (the king of blackmail.)
wolffe
• "no, sweets, you can't shoot your brother─"
• the vode think you're joking at first. they know wolffe is a good man, deeply loyal and loving, but he's not what one would call sweet. they're even more shocked when his usual scowl is replaced by a soft smile. if you're someone who uses pet names with friends/family, don't use this one for anybody else. wolffe will get huffy and he will not admit why.
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mandos-mind-trick · 10 months
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Clone Soulmate AU Series
A Masterlist of all my fics for my Soulmate AU series. All of them contain smut so minors vanish.
MAIN MASTERLIST
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Blessed Silence - Tech x reader
Monochrome - Imperial!Crosshair x medic reader
Jaig Eyes - Rex x medic reader
Carry Me Home - Cody x reader
Danger - Wrecker x reader
00:00 (Zero O'Clock) - Hunter x reader
Cabur - Wolffe x reader
Grey - Jesse x reader
Healing Touch - Kix x reader
Lost Time - Gregor x reader
The Soldier and The Spy - Fives x reader
See You In My Sleep - Howzer x reader
Dream of You - Echo x reader
Blurbs:
The Thing About Soulmates
On Soulmate Rejection
A Little More On Rejection
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In lieu of the upsettis of the s2 finale and the debut of s3 (double whammy how dare thee filoni) I decided to start another comfy corner series. 🎉🎉🎉🎉
This time, it's a series that is nothing but fluffy good feelings - zero upsettis. I'm going to do as many clones as I can, again 🤣
I was going to do my usual 4 clones per post....but...i gave up lol
Warnings: Cavity inducing sweetness, some sleepy shenanigans, established relationship, suggestive sleepiness but nothing graphic
Cozy Mornings!
Part 1
Part 2 /
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Fives
The sunlight disturbed your lover well before it's golden gleam hit your face, but Fives only grumbled and swatted at nothing before turning away from the window and burying his face against you. His facial hair tickled your skin and you let out a soft giggle, even in your sleep, at the feel. But the two of you drifted right away, straight back to sleep...until the sun did, in fact, hit your eyes.
Scrunching your face, you let out a displeased whine and turned your head...only to find yourself unable to roll away from the offending light. With a grumble, and waking up a bit more, you struggled until you thought you'd worked yourself free. Your cheek hit the cool pillow and you promptly let out a soft sigh of contentment.
"Ya know..." came a voice thick with sleep "You could've just woken me up...instead of flailing and kicking"
You let you a soft giggle in response, your mind just awake enough to process that you did, in fact, do that...
"Sun getcha?" came his whispered tone against your ear.
He was leant over you, bare chest pressed to your bare arm and shoulder as he peered down at your face.
You were still determined to sleep so you only let out a soft, nonchalant hum.
"Well...!" Fives huffed and promptly after, you felt the bed lurch. "BEGONE, FOUL BEAM...!"
With such commotion, you rolled over just enough to peek.
And you'd done so just in time to witness your beloved ARC trooper slapping the blinds closed and then standing there in his naked glory all smug and triumphant
"Fives...just come back to bed and cuddle me" you huffed with an amused smile
"Oh, that was my plan" he grinned as he slid back onto the mattress and under the sheets all in one go.
You smiled as you felt his arms wrap around you and tug you back, securely, against his warm skin.
"Yhey're gonna need a whole kriffin' battallion if someone wants me outta here." Fives cooed in your ear "Because this morning...? I only belong to you"
He snuggled as close as he could and pressed a soft kiss behind your ear, smiling against your skin when you squirmed in his hold
"Though...my heart always belongs to you" he pressed another kiss to your skin "But today, you get to have every inch of me"
"Every inch huh?" you teased back
"...oh just you wait...!" he grinned, turning you and kissing you passionately
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Cody
He woke up at the time he always did, crack of freaking dawn, and turned towards the chrono on the wall. Rubbing his eye sleepily as his eyes barely focused on the blaring red digits, Cody let out a soft groan. He was warm, and cozy...he didn't want to move.
Chocolate hues roamed the room until they eventually landed on your still sleeping form. Cody smiled and leaned back down into the sheets, arms enveloping you and pressing you as close to his body as possible. His face burying into the side of your neck and letting out a deep exhale in bliss
You stirred, unhappy to have been moved and whined softly. You huffed still mostly asleep
"Sleeppppp"
Your commander chuckled at you complaining and let out a hum of delight
"I want to" he mumbled tiredly "I have to get ready soon"
"Tell Obi no" you yawned and started drifting right back into sleep
He let out a soft chuckle and let his hands roam your back, poking at locations only he knew would make you squirm
"Nooooo...!" you complained with a smile etching onto your face "Cody, I'm sleeeeping. Shuush"
Your hand reached up and plopped into his curls, patting them as you promptly tried to go back to sleep.
But your lover wasn't allowing that. His little tickles turned to fleeting teases and eventually little touches that alluded to pleasure.
"Cody...." you grumped
"Cyar'ika..." he countered easily, biting back a grin
"I'm sleeping"
"Can't be sleeping and talking"
"Sure I can, it's called sleep talking"
Cody scoffed playfully and began pressing open mouth kisses across your neck
"And...and you're being a tease" you whined, feeling a bit breathless
"Not teasing if I intended to follow through" he mumbled against your skin
You panted softly, fingers weaving into those lovely curls while your other hand snaked around to grip at the back of his shoulder
"You just hold on tight," he cooed softly "I'll take care of it. Give us both a very nice morning...sound good?"
You nodded softly, feeling your body heat up. Letting out a whispered 'yes' as he grasped onto your flesh then dragged your thigh over his hip and pulled you impossibly closer.
"A very good morning" you mumbled
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Rex
You whined at the feel of movement beside you, barely even awake enough to recognize it but body still displeased with it happening. Vaguely in the spell of sleep you could hear the soft chuckle and feel hands slide across your skin, warm and gentle, before you were pulled tight into an even warmer chest.
Unable to stop yourself, not that you would have anyways, you let out a muted sigh of contentment and nuzzled your face into the warm skin against your cheek.
Another soft chuckle reached your ears and was followed by a soft pressure against your crown. The feel of a thumb rubbing back and forth across your skin left you feeling even more at ease, even more unwilling to wake up and even more cozy and safe.
"Still sleeping...?" Came his rumble heavy with disuse
"mmmmm" you hummed in return, still not quite at spoken word yet
You felt another rumble of amusement shake you a little bit and this time it woke you up a bit more. You reached a hand up from between your lax bodies to rub your eye, the other peeking open just the tiniest bit. Though your vision was very blurry still, you could see the loving blob of carmal flesh and golden fuzz
".....m'rn...in'..." you creaked you softly
Your beloved Captain's smile grew, whispering right back to you with a tone saturated in love and tenderness
"Mornin'...you look comfy"
"I feel comfy" you mumbled back, a smile biting at your lips
Rex leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead. Then, with a hum of satisfaction, pressed another to your brow, then your temple...only to begin peppering your face with kisses all across your skin. His hands gently rubbing firm circles into your flesh at your hips then trailing up your spine in slow calculated movements
"I don't...wanna...get up" you whined softly between you soft sighs of bliss
"That's alright, we can stay in bed for a while. Jus' you and me...nice..." he trailed off as one hand cupped the back of your neck to tilt your head back.
His lips pressed to your own, tongue darting out in a tired tease before he trailed down further...
"'nd comfy..." his kisses trailed to your neck as he tilted your head delicately away to have as much access to it as he could "And in absolute bliss..."
Your breath became short as you clung to him, pulling him ever closer.
What a fantastic way to start the day... in the arms of your darling, in the arms of Rex.
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Orange divider by Saradika and can be found here
it's a morning fic ofc i needed the Cody sunny symbol one
Reblog divider by dystopicjumpsuit 😘💜
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secondratefiction · 3 months
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Keep You Safe - Commander Cody x Medic!Reader
Life Day Fic Exchange 2023 @cloneficgiftexchange
Written for @loving-the-cambridges
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“Alright… unfortunately it does look like it’s broken…” You sighed, setting the trooper’s arm back down gently, “I’ll brace it and give you something for the pain and swelling until we get you back to the ship. 1 to 10, how bad is it hurting?”
“It’s feeling much better now that you’re taking care of me, mesh’la.” The trooper smiled up at you loopily and you had to resist the urge to roll your eyes.
“Careful Shiny…” The voice behind you made you smirk and you turned to smile at Boil as he stared the trooper you were working on down.
“He’s fine.” You said, motioning the older trooper to come help hold the other’s arm while you splinted and wrapped it up, “It’s probably the shock and adrenaline talking anyway.”
“Even so…” Boil rolled his eyes but was still as gentle as possible holding his brother’s limb while you worked, looking pointedly back at him, “You show the medics more respect. Especially the nat-borns.”
“Careful Boil,” You laughed softly as you finished up the wrapping, helping the trooper put his arm in a sling before giving him an injection, “You’re starting to sound like your commander.”
You could see Boil’s lip twitch as he tried to maintain a professionally neutral expression, “Thank you ma’am.”
Declaring the newer trooper done for the time being, you quickly shooed him off with instructions to find one of the transports back to the starcruiser, once he was out of your tent set up, you turned back to Boil expectantly, “Alright, so what can I do for you?”
“The Commander is back ma’am, he asked for you.”
“Maker karking damn it…” You spun around quickly to grab your bag, “Maybe lead with that next time.”
You had literally watched the man bust his knuckles open, dislocate a wrist, and just keep throwing punches. If Cody was requesting a medic there was no way this was going to go well.
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Your relationship with Cody was complex to say the least. Honestly, he’d barely paid you any mind in the very beginning… another nat-born medic that had been brought in because there was too much work for the clone medics to keep up with. But after a few weeks of you seeming to always be there every time he turned around, the Marshal Commander couldn’t help but notice the way you treated his brothers. Like actual people and that they were deserving of your real effort, care, and attention.
And there was also the fact that you had to be the single most persistent nat-born he’d ever had to work with… Usually, Cody avoided the medics when and wherever he could, leaving the time and supplies open for other troopers he considered more in need than himself.
You however were stubbornly opposed to his inexplicable need to ‘just walk it off’, going so far as to literally chase him down once when Waxer had ‘accidentally’ mentioned to you that he’d taken a rather hard kick to the ribs during the previous skirmish.
Granted, his ribs had been bruised, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.
You weren’t hearing any of it though, and Cody had had to sit there petulantly while you’d tended to him.
That had been where the ice had started to crack, and eventually after much persistence and pursuit on your part, Cody had started coming to you, and exclusively you, whenever he was more than just a little bumped and bruised. And, you at least liked to think that, a sort of friendship had sparked up between the two of you….
What little free time he had, he was more than content to spend with you if the situation allowed, you’d sat in on more than a few meal time meetings with him, and you were always his first consult when it came to the best solutions for setting up the field medical stations.
The only other person you’d seen him be that casual and informal with was the General in their down time, so you’d like to think that meant you were in some kind of favor.
Which is what leads you here now, busting into the command tent with a barely contained panic, “I’m here! What happened?”
Cody was leaning against the large table in the middle with different maps and other planning materials strewn across it. One arm was hanging limply at his side, the other one holding it close against him to seemingly keep it from moving or getting jostled around.
“I can’t-” Cody grunted, trying to roll his shoulder again, “I can’t get it back in…”
“All right, stop - Stop moving it,” You shook your head crossing to him and quickly putting your hand on the uninjured arm, “Let me look.”
You started gently removing his armor to get a better look at the damage underneath. The hiss through your teeth was involuntary as soon as you got the spaulding off, just from the jut of his shoulder you could tell the joint was fully dislocated.
“Ok… good news is we can fix it…” You said looking up at him.
“The bad news is, it’s gonna hurt like hell.” He finished and you nodded sheepishly, “Alright… Let’s get it over with…”
The process wasn’t complicated, making Cody lay back across the table with his shoulder at the edge and hold your bag while you pushed the arm back out straight to get the bone to drop back into the joint. The loud crack made you wince, and completely justified the long, low string of curses Cody let out as he reflexively dropped your bag.
“Easy… Easy,” You helped him set up, making sure he moved somewhat gingerly until you could get a look at the rest of him, “Just relax a minute.”
“I’m alright,” Cody shook his head, trying to wave you off as he got back on his feet, “I need to get back out there.”
“Cody!” You snapped, grabbing him by the elbow of his good arm.
Whatever scolding you were about to give the commander was cut off by a loud explosion that rocked the ground beneath your feet. Cody moved quickly to grab you by the forearm, half dragging you out of the tent to see what was going on.
The second explosion went off far too close to the right of you and Cody barely had time to pull you into him before the two of you were sent flying through a cloud of dust and debris.
You registered something sharp hitting you in the back before everything faded away…
-*-*-*-
“C’mon cyare, you have to wake up for me…”
You groan lowly, trying to turn your head away from the incessant tapping on your cheek, blinking slowly as things around you came back into focus. The first thing to register was the ringing in your ears, followed quickly by the pain in your head and back.
“There you go kar’ta, easy.” Cody helped you sit up as gently as he could, shifting around behind you so you could sit propped up against him, “I tried to cover you, but you still took a hard hit to the head. Don’t try to move too fast just yet.”
You gave a weak laugh and leaned your head back against his shoulder, “Well, it’s nice to know you’ve been paying attention, even if you don’t actually listen to anything I tell you.”
You could feel the chuckle vibrate through his chest even if the trooper behind you was trying to hide it, “I always listen to you, mesh’la.”
To say you were a little stunned by his free use of endearments would be an understatement; other troopers, especially the new and shiny ones, through them around like water - a sweet, if a little awkward attempt to flirt with one of the first if not only females they’d had close contact with in their lives - but not Cody. He almost exclusively addressed you as ‘ma’am’ or your surname.
Either way it was still your turn to chuckle, turning your head to look up at him over your shoulder, “Yeah? You got a funny way of showing it, Kote.”
Another odd occurrence: Cody smiled, again laughing under his breath, as he looked away from you. If you didn’t know any better, and there was more light wherever the two of you were temporarily hidden, you would have sworn he was blushing.
“Just because I don’t always have the luxury of following your orders, doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention.”
Another explosion and the sound of blaster fire cut through whatever clandestine moment the two of you were having, Cody’s head immediately snapping back to the small cave entrance you assumed you’d fallen through, “We need to move.”
You nodded, pushing yourself back up to your feet, still a little unsteady, but there was no spinning feeling or nausea, so you could power through it.
“You stay right beside me, cyar’ika,” Cody said drawing his own blaster as he chanced peeking out of the cave, “Right on my hip, I’ll get you back behind the line.”
You nodded, as he slipped his helmet back on, “Right behind you Commander.”
Reaching back for your hand, Cody pulled you up beside him as close as he could get you, and just as you thought he was about to step out into the fray he stopped and turned back to you. Squeezing your hand, you could just tell Cody was staring down at you intently behind his helmet
“Stay with me, ner kar’ta,” Your eyes fell shut on their own accord as Cody leaned in to press the forehead of his helmet against yours, “I will keep you safe.”
In that moment, you had never believed anything more.
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dystopicjumpsuit · 1 month
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The Night Before Someday
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A/N: Happy (slightly belated) birthday to my dearest @wings-and-beskar! I wrote you some smut. 💛
Pairing: Cody x Reader (GN)
Rating: M - Minors DNI
Wordcount: 1.6K
Warnings and tags: fluff; roofies mentioned in passing; somebody other than Cody tries to hit on you; SMUT; oral sex; teasing; minor dom/sub dynamics; orgasm delay; established secret/forbidden relationship.
Summary: Did you read “Someday” and feel a burning desire to know what happened the night before? Look no further! This is that fic.
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79’s was hot, loud, and crowded. The heavy beat of dance music pulsated through the dense, smoky air of the club. The 212th was on shore leave, and you could swear that all 42,000 troopers in the battalion were currently either in line for the bar or grinding on the dance floor. You weren’t the only nat-born officer in the place, but you still stood out in the sea of clones, and every so often a drunken trooper would hoot your name or cheer raucously as you passed.
The energy was frenetic. To tell the truth, dance clubs weren’t really your usual scene, but it was the first night of leave, and it was expected that the senior command staff would put in an appearance. It wasn’t so bad, though; the troopers were rowdy but unfailingly respectful, and as you headed back to your table after braving the line at the bar for a refill, one of your very favorite trios found you and pulled you inexorably into their orbit. 
“Didn’t think we’d see you here tonight, Major,” Wooley said as he slung his arm over your shoulders with an easy (if somewhat wobbly) smile.
“Why not?” you asked.
“Figured you’d have somethin’ better to do than hang out with the same faces you see all day every day,” Waxer grinned.
“What could possibly be better than this?” you asked, gesturing at the sticky, sweaty crowd.
“Probably just about any nat-born cantina,” Boil replied.
“Oh, we have more than our share of shitty dives,” you replied. “Plus my chances of having my drink roofied are probably lower here than just about any bar in the galaxy.”
“‘Specially with us watching your back,” Wooley said. He was slurring his words a bit, and his arm was ridiculously heavy on your shoulders, but you had a feeling his night was just getting started.
“Surprised you aren’t at the table with the rest of the command staff,” Boil remarked.
“I was on my way back when you waylaid me,” you laughed.
“Eh, we’re more fun anyway,” Waxer said with a charming smile.
Privately, you couldn’t help but agree, not that you would ever, ever say it out loud. Waxer, Boil, and Wooley didn’t have to worry about presenting a dignified facade the way the senior officers—including you—did. 
You drew a breath to reply, and suddenly, a Mirialan tripped and stumbled into you. She righted herself quickly, apologizing profusely in an Outer-Rim trade language. You replied fluently in the same language, reassuring her and asking if she was all right. She nodded and excused herself quickly, and as she left, you checked to make sure she hadn’t swiped your credits.
“Kriff, it’s hot when you do that,” Wooley said, leaning a little closer to your ear.
“What, check to make sure someone didn’t rip me off?” you laughed.
“No, when you speak Sy Bisti or whatever that was,” he replied.
“Meese Caulf,” you said.
“I don’t know how the commander keeps his hands off you when you’re translating for him,” Wooley said a little over-loudly.
Yeah, he’s definitely had enough to drink, you thought.
If you were honest, you liked Wooley just fine. He was sweet and funny, he had great hair, and he looked like… well… a clone trooper. Enough said. You might have considered reciprocating his interest if it weren’t for two very important factors. One: you outranked him by several degrees, and you’d have felt weird about it even if it weren’t officially forbidden for you to fraternize with him. Ironic, all things considered. 
Two—
“Because I don’t fancy a court martial, and I suspect the major doesn’t either, so I’d suggest you keep your hands to yourself,” a voice said from just behind you.
His tone was mild, but all four of you snapped to attention instinctively, and Wooley dropped his arm and put several inches in between himself and you for good measure.
“Yes, sir! Sorry, sir,” Wooley said sheepishly.
“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to,” Commander Cody replied. 
“Er, sorry, Major,” Wooley mumbled.
You kept a perfectly straight face as you reassured Wooley, then extricated yourself from the group and made your way back to the command staff’s table with Cody. 
Once you were out of earshot, you asked, “Court martial? Don’t you think that’s a bit excessive?”
Cody arched a quizzical brow. “Just looking out for my officers.”
“Careful, Commander. People might start thinking you have an interest beyond strict professionalism.”
Under the guise of steering you around a group of rowdy, drunken troopers, Cody rested his hand on your lower back, and you felt his fingertips graze your bare skin, just beneath the hem of your shirt.
“We can’t have that,” he murmured. He leaned in slightly to whisper in your ear. “I wish I could dance with you.”
You suppressed a smile. “How much longer do we need to keep up this charade before we sneak back to my flat?”
“One more drink ought to do it,” he said. 
You glanced down at your cocktail. “Mine’s already half gone. I’ll leave first so nobody suspects.”
“You know, Wooley was right about one thing. You are hot as kriff.” He pressed his fingers into your back gently, then withdrew his hand as you approached the table where the rest of the senior command waited. “Door code still the same?”
“Always.”
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You were in the kitchen chugging the galaxy’s largest glass of water when you heard the front door swish open. By the time it closed again, you were already in Cody's arms. As your lips met, he picked you up and spun you around until you shrieked with laughter. When he set you down, he held you steady until you regained your footing, then slid his hand up your back to hold your head as he leaned his forehead against yours and took a deep, slow breath in and out.
“Hello,” you smiled.
“Hello,” he replied. “I missed you.”
“It's only been an hour,” you pointed out.
“An eternity.” He kissed along your jaw until he reached your ear, whispering, “A lifetime.”
You shivered as his breath tingled across your skin. “Welcome home.”
A quiet rumble of pleasure sounded in his chest at your words. “Let's go to bed.”
“Tired?” you teased.
He slid his hands down your body to grip your ass, pulling you hard against him. “Not even a little bit.”
That’s a kriffing lie, you thought, knowing exactly how busy and exhausted he was, but you weren’t about to call him on it when his lips tasted so perfect, and his body felt so strong and solid and warm, and his hands roamed over you, touching and teasing and exploring. You didn’t even notice that he was expertly guiding you backward through your flat until he leaned you slowly back onto your mattress.
“Excellent diversionary tactics, Commander,” you said as he kissed down your throat and sternum, deftly unbuttoning your top as he progressed.
“Mm,” he murmured, unzipping your trousers and sliding them down your hips. “That’s Marshal Commander.”
Your laugh turned into a gasp as he tugged your underwear out of the way and his tongue caressed your skin. 
“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous,” he whispered, gazing up your body as he stroked his fingers over you softly. He trailed kisses down your pelvis and swirled his tongue over your sex. “I could never taste you enough.”
Oh, gods, but he tried. He devoured you with all the skill and passion of a man deprived too long. He took his time, luxuriating in your smooth skin, your warmth, your scent, your taste, your quiet moans, your desperate whimpers, your frantic squirming beneath his lovely mouth. 
Ever the strategist, he used every tool at his disposal in his relentless pursuit of your pleasure: fingers, tongue, lips—even his teeth: grazing them gently across your tender flesh, then smoothing his tongue over you in soft, comforting strokes. He drew you closer and closer to your climax, refusing to hurry, even when your whimpers and moans gave way to pleading and sobbing as heat pulsed relentlessly through your veins, so close: so close, and yet just out of reach. 
And then—he stopped.
You nearly screamed in frustration. “Damn it, Cody!”
“Manners,” he chided.
You growled. “I am going to get revenge for this.”
“I have no doubt,” he replied, kissing you softly and then brushing his thumb over his swollen lips. “Now ask nicely.”
You gritted your teeth and took a deep breath. “Please, sir, will you let me come?”
He gave you a devilish smile and lowered his head back down to your body, devouring you with renewed enthusiasm, and within seconds, he brought you to the precipice.
“Please, please, please,” you chanted.
He groaned, a deep, gravelly sound that vibrated on your skin, and with a dexterous movement of his fingers, he pushed you over the edge. You let out a hoarse cry, for once not concerned about keeping your volume down, as your hips thrust up off the mattress. He pressed you back down as he kept going, eagerly taking everything you had to give, until you were twitching and writhing helplessly beneath him.
At last, when he’d wrung every last drop of pleasure from your body, you fell back, breathing hard as you slowly relaxed against the pillows. He looked up at you with a self-satisfied grin, and you narrowed your eyes vindictively. Wrapping your legs around him, you flipped both of you over so he was lying on his back beneath you, gazing up at you with blatant adoration.
“My turn,” you murmured.
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Didn't read "Someday"? It's here, and it's fluffy as hell!
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sev-on-kamino · 5 months
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sev 🥺🥺🥺 “that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me” with cody? playing with fire and making him mad? 👀👀i love you
kit @corvod I need you to know that this quote with Cody of all people really altered my brain chemistry. I hope you enjoy this lil spicy morsel! prompt is in orange this time!
word count: 621 (my hand slipped, but I caught it)
warnings: unprotected piv sex, biting, the world’s shortest predator/prey chase, Cody being Cody, MINORS DNI
dividers by the homie @dystopicjumpsuit
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Cody was the patient one from his batch. No one knew that necessarily because no one ever tested his patience. His orders were followed immediately without question by everyone under his command. Even your natural aversion to authority didn’t make you immune to Cody’s will. He spoke, you listened. He said jump, you said how high?
Inversely, Cody respected your position as a medical officer, and didn’t give you shit when you laid out a treatment plan. This typically made both of your lives far easier than they had any right to be given that you were usually in active war zones.
So the current standoff between the two of you was fully uncharted territory. You’d given your orders as the medical authority aboard the *Negotiator* and Cody had less than respectfully declined.
Your eyebrows shot up, accompanied by several confused blinks.
“Excuse me?” you asked, as though you hadn’t heard him properly.
“I have shit to do, saraad,” He replied, picking up his helmet from the side table. “Don’t give me that look.”
“Yes, you do have shit to do…following my orders,” you said, eyes darting towards the helmet. It was a split second decision to snatch the bucket right out of his hands.
Cody’s eyes widened in utter shock before narrowing dangerously.
“I give you a lot of leeway because you’re good at what you do, and you fuck like an angel.” His voice was low, calm, and steady. “Don’t let that go to your head and get you in trouble.”
He held his hand out for his helmet, but you clutched it to your chest, your chin raised defiantly. The marshal commander released a humorless laugh, and took a step towards you.
Fear and arousal jockeyed for position, and ultimately settled side by side low in your belly, as you took a step back.
You made to exit the medbay with the stolen equipment, but Cody was like lightning. One powerful arm looped tightly around your waist, holding you against his armored chest, while his free hand easily tugged his helmet right out of your grip, tossing it onto the table once more.
“Oh, fuck,” you whispered nervously.
“Oh fuck is right,” he replied, spinning you around to face him.
In 2 minutes and 30 seconds, Cody had you naked and riding him on top of a crate in the supply closet. Your soft body would bear marks from the unyielding plastoid, and his iron grip for days.
“Can’t believe you had the balls to challenge me,” he groaned against your neck, as you rolled your hips against him.
“You fucking deserved it,” you replied, turning your head to bite him just below his jaw.
His grip tightened, and he pulled your hips flush against his.
“Who do you think you are?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at you.
“Your saraad,” you said, stealing a kiss, and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. His cock twitched inside you, eliciting a surprised hum from you.
“Say that again,” he ordered. “Tell me who you belong to.”
“You, Commander.”
“Fuck, I like hearing that. Almost too much.”
“It’s true. I’m yours.” Again you could feel his cock jump at your words. “That really does make you hard. I can feel you pulsing inside me.”
“Careful, or I’ll fill that pretty little mouth of yours next.”
“I thought you had things to do,” you moaned, as he adjusted his hold on you to drive the head of his cock into the sensitive place inside you, that had your head spinning.
“Making you come for me was already on the list,” he said, as his nimble fingers found your clit, driving all thoughts beyond your impending orgasm right out of your head.
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vodika-vibes · 2 months
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Just One Date
Summary: You're a Military Doctor attached to the 212, and you've come to consider Commander Cody as a friend. Turns out, that he sees you a little bit more.
Pairing: Commander Cody x F!Reader
Word Count: 1333
Warnings: Cody makes suggestive jokes, and gets whacked with pillows and has a hand slapped over his mouth for it.
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni
A/N: HAPPY 2224 Day! I came up with this idea at 5:30 this morning when I originally woke up and when I remembered what today was. There might, possibly, be a sequel where the date actually happens. It depends on people's reactions to this one.
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You’ve been a civilian employee to the GAR since you were old enough to enlist. The military wasn’t exactly your “dream” career, but it got you away from your incredibly toxic family, and it paid you to go to medical school.
And, really, at the time the odds of there actually being a war was slim to non-existent.
Jokes on you, the war started 6 months after you graduated and you found yourself bouncing from military base to military base, before finally getting assigned to The Negotiator, under General Obi-Wan Kenobi and Commander Cody.
The Commander is everything you’ve ever wanted in a Senior Officer, respectful and professional when the situation calls for it, but more than happy to share jokes with you when you’re not working.
The General, however, is a walking migraine.
At this point, you’re beginning to think that your job would be easier if you were assigned to literally any other battalion.
“General Kenobi,” You say as you pinch the bridge of your nose, “Did you, perhaps, skip your basic first aid lessons as a child?”
Helix, working on Commander Cody at the bed behind you, doesn’t bother to muffle his laughter, but you tune him out with the ease of long practice, instead pinning your General with an accusing glare.
“Well,” General Kenobi rubs his chin thoughtfully, “I was a very busy padawan-”
“So, perhaps, you skipped the basic first aid classes that say when you get stabbed, do not remove the stabbing implement?” You interrupt.
“Well, I wouldn’t say that I skipped the lessons-” He demures.
“And your reasoning for ignoring Commander Cody’s very reasonable order to not remove the knife from your thigh?” You ask.
“...uh…I was in shock?”
You smile. It’s a nice smile, and you’re pleased to see General Kenobi slump on the hospital bed, “Well, since you ignored your Commander’s very reasonable, and correct, order. You’re going to spend the next three days in a bacta tank.”
“I don’t think you’re allowed to use bacta tanks as a punishment.” General Kenobi says thoughtfully.
“I don’t think you’re in any position to argue with me.” You counter with a roll of your eyes. “Relax, General. It’s not a punishment. You’re more injured than you look. And maybe you can get some sleep if I drug you enough.”
General Kenobi sputters, “Commander! Are you hearing this?”
“Hm? What? I’m not listening.” Cody says with a sly smirk.
“Well, there you have it. The Commander’s on my side.” You say brightly, as you spin to grab a syringe of the sedative that was especially formulated for Jedi. “Good night, General.”
“This is mutiny,” General Kenobi says with a frown.
“Yes, yes. I know.” You inject the liquid into his IV, “We’ll see you in a couple of days.” The older man slowly drifts off to sleep, and you pass the General over to the men who can get him into a bacta tank easier than you.
And then you spin on your heel and move over to Commander Cody, who’s laying on his hospital bed very peacefully, a small grin playing on his lips. “What’s wrong with you?” You ask, as you grab his file and scan it.
“Well, I was blown up, mesh’la.” Commander Cody says blandly.
“Well, that was silly of you. Why would you do something like that?”
“I woke up this morning and thought, ‘how can I make my medics pull their hair out today?’ and decided that getting blown up was the best way to go about it.”
You smother your laugh and glance at him, “One of these days Helix is actually going to kill you.”
“But you’ll protect me won’t you?”
“Of course.” You wink at him, “Everyone knows I’m the scary one.” You scan his record for a moment, and then favor him with a smile, “Aside from some bumps and bruises, you look totally fine.”
He grins at you, “So you like how I look, do you?”
You sigh, “Commander, that joke got old within a week of working with any of you.”
Cody just laughs and sits up, “Come on, Doc. I won’t tell. We both know that I’m the most handsome.”
“One of these days,” You counter as you set your hands on your hips, “I’m going to buy a box of chocolates and address it to ‘the most handsome man in the 212’ just to see who wins.”
“Aww, mesh’la, you don’t have to buy me chocolates.”
“Ooh, someone’s cocky.”
“You have no idea.” He flashes a boyish grin, “I could show you, if you like.”
You squint at him, “What?”
“Just how cocky I am.” Cody clarifies with a sly grin.
Your jaw drops and your face burns, before you grab the thin pillow and smack him with it, “Behave!”
Cody laughs, as he fends off the pillow, “What? I just repeated what you said. It’s not my fault that your brain lives in the gutter.”
“Rude. Rude!” You huff, “I changed my mind, I’m not going to protect you from Helix. RIP Commander Cody. I knew you well.”
“C’mon mesh’la,” He teases, “Having a dirty mind is a boon. Well, I think. Especially if it’s dirty about me.” Cody reaches out and lightly grips your hips, tugging you closer.
You scowl at him, though it’s really more of a pout, “You know, there are almost 2 million men identical to you-”
“Yeah, yeah. But you don’t have dirty thoughts about them.” Cody replies confidently.
“You’re so sure of that?”
“Yup.”
You shake your head, “Come on, Commander. You’re hardly a mind-reader.”
“I don’t have to be. I see how you look at me.” He says with a smirk.
“And how do I look at you?” You ask sarcastically.
Cody’s smirk grows into an amused grin, “Like you wanna drag me into a supply closet and ri-” You slam your hands over his mouth.
“Okay! Thank you!” You yelp, your face burning. “Why do people think you’re the mature one?” You bemoan.
“Because I play the part well,” He says smugly, his voice muffled by your hand. 
“Can I remove my hand or are you still going to try and embarrass me?” You ask.
“I like it when you get all embarrassed, it’s cute.” Cody replies before he pulls your hands away from his mouth, and then presses them to the bed next to him without releasing them.
“Hm, you seem to have forgotten to release my hands.” You say dryly.
“I didn’t forget. I did it on purpose.” He says, his dark eyes scanning your face.
“And why would you do that?”
“Go on a date with me.” Cody says.
You blink at him, startled. “I beg your pardon?”
“One date,” He clarifies, “That’s all I’m asking for.”
“Commander-”
“Cody.” He interrupts, his gaze serious, “One night. Let me show you how good we could be together.”
You avert your gaze for a second, and you know that he can feel your heart racing with how he’s holding your hands still. “Commander, we’re not going to be returning to Coruscant for several months-”
“Cody, and I don’t care. I can woo you even on the Negotiator. Give me a chance.”
“And if we don’t go well together at the end of the night? What then?”
“We’re going to be great,” Cody counters, “But, if,” He rolls his eyes, “For some reason, we don’t work out, then nothing will change.”
“Com-”
He tugs your wrists so that you topple against him, “Cody. My name isn’t that hard, is it?”
“...Cody.” You finally say with a sigh, though there’s a small smile playing on your lips, “I suppose, since you’re so eager, I can agree to a single night.”
“There's going to be more than one.” Cody says confidently. 
You hum thoughtfully, “Prove it.”
He grins at you boyishly, “I can do that. I already have the whole thing planned.”
“...How?” You ask, exasperated.
“I’m very good at what I do.” He replies smugly.
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candyfloss5000 · 3 days
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Domino twins shenanigans
*sometime on Kamino*
Fives: What's the matter with you?
Echo: nothing
Fives: You've been all broody since last night. *gasp* since jesse brought y/n a drink at 79's!!
Echo: *shocked* I'm done with this conversation!
Echo: *speed walking away*
Fives: *chasing after him* Echo! Echo! Stop or I'll scream!
Echo: *sighs and turns around*
Fives: do you like y/n?
Echo: *flabbergasted* you're just projecting!
Fives: no, if I was projecting, I'd say, "do you love y/n?" Cuz I love y/n. I said "like".
Echo: *as red as the lava on Mustafar* I- why would you- you sound ridiculous!
Echo: *runs away*
The rest of the 501st who were eavesdropping: the plot thickens
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starrylothcat · 9 months
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💕Clone Commander NSFW Headcanons💕
A/N: Headcanon/Drabble bullet list about our dear, dear Commanders. I’ve been having major feels about them lately.
Sorry if it’s crap lmao I wrote it on my lunch. It’s what came to my head first for each and I needed to get these thots out of my brain! 🤣
Warnings: NSFW. 18+. Clone Commanders x Reader. (Mayday, Cody, Wolffe, and Fox)
Pls enjoy~
Mayday
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There’s making love, and then there’s making love with Mayday.
This man WORSHIPS you like the god(dess) you are.
He knows every inch of your body, every part of you that makes you giggle, sigh, moan, beg for more, etc.
He’s very intimate and loving, and gets off on getting you off.
Mayday wants nothing more than to pleasure you and treat you with the utmost reverence.
Favorite position: Missionary. Mayday wants to be as close as possible and look you in the eyes as you fuck, seeing how much pleasure you’re receiving and how good he’s making you feel.
He loves when you wrap your legs/arms around him and pull him impossibly closer, seeing every expression on your face as he thoroughly takes care of you.
Praise praise praise. Mayday loves whispering to you how good you are for him, how incredible you feel, how much he loves you, etc. He loves hearing it back, too
Idk I just think he’d be an intensely romantic partner and treat you so right 🥰
Cody
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This man is precise and in control at all times.
Cody doesn’t want to rush. He’s a man who takes his time to undo you, warming you up to the point of you begging for him to just take you. He knows you inside and out.
BUT call him “sir” or “Commander” and it’s all over for him.
His dominant facade crumbles and loses his control, his hips driving faster and deeper into you with wild abandon.
Favorite position: You sitting in his lap since it gives him total access to your body.
Cody’s hands can roam and grope your thighs, ass, he can leave his marks on your neck and chest while being so close to you.
That’s really what he wants. Just to be close.
Hearing your whines, the sighs of his name as you bounce on his cock. It really gets him going. He knows that you’re his and he is yours.
He’ll groan orders hotly in your ear to go faster, slower, when you’re allowed to cum, how perfect you are when you’re doing so, etc.
Cody is also a secret romantic. After, he’ll kiss your hands, your cheeks, your eyelids, your forehead.
He loves laying with you after, feeling your body against his as you both doze off in one another’s arms.
Wolffe
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This man is intense, but passionate.
Loves being in control, his favorite thing in the world is hearing his name leave your lips in pleasured moans.
The louder you are, the better. It makes the man go feral knowing he’s making you feel this way.
Favorite position: you flat on your stomach and him laying on top of you.
He loves the carnal aspect of it, mounting you and driving deep, feeling your ass on his hips, his lips at your ear growling and groaning how you are his. He doesn’t last long in this position but it drives him absolutely wild.
Is a little possessive, gets off knowing no one else can make you feel like this.
After awhile of being in a relationship he’d be comfortable enough to let you take charge in the bedroom. It’s a vulnerable position for him and only something he’d allow with someone he fully truly trusts.
And when that does happen, he loves it. He might not admit it at first, but he’d ask for it again.
Wolffe’s aftercare is next level, though. When the wild fucking is over, he’ll curl up to you, kiss you so gently and clean you up, handling you with tender care.
He’ll murmur sweet words, making sure you’re okay and telling you how much he loves you.
Fox
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As we all agree, this man needs a damn break.
He loves being taken care of by you.
Fox doesn’t mind relinquishing some control and just laying back and letting you take charge of his pleasure.
That’s not to say he won’t reciprocate, he absolutely will. He loves giving oral and undoing you completely with his hands and mouth.
Favorite position: cowgirl / you on top. Seeing you take what you want and having the perfect view of your body while doing so just does it for him.
You can practically see his stress melt away as you ride him, his eyes never leaving yours as he thrusts almost desperately back up into you.
It’s the only time he can just get lost in you, and forget his burdens, even just for a little bit. You take such good care of him, and he you.
After you ride him and have your fill, he’ll spoon you and fuck you that way, slow and deliberate, kissing your shoulder and mumbling soft praises in your ear, wishing this could never end.
Being with you in this intimate way is his favorite distraction from his high-pressure job, and he’s going to enjoy every second of it.
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Shades of Dates
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Just a bet - or the most stupid idea you ever had?
What started with 'just' kisses to underline how unique the clones are, developed into a night out of the ordinary. And as one thing led to another... each of your boys in blue and none other than Marshal Commander Cody invite you to a date. Sometimes soft sometimes thrilling. And in the end... 😉
The Bet
Eight Shades of Blue
Spring Fever
Dessert
The Sunlight on Your Skin
Lush Meadows
Chasing the Lights
Moving in Darkness
Helpless
Soft Hands for Love
Safety
Gradient in Blue - The Chase
Gradient in Blue - The Afterglow
Shades of Dates Playlist
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All of the fics from the Clone xReader Gift Exchange are up! If you missed some of the amazing fics written for this event, here is a list of them!! They are organized by character and are in alphabetical order by title. 
If you liked a story, consider reblogging it! Reblogs are a great way to show appreciation for an author’s work. reblogs to signal boost this list are greatly appreciated as well.
NSFW fics are strictly 18+ and are marked as such. 
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Across the Stars by @wanderer-six (NSFW)
Somewhere to Start by @cioneo
The Way You Look Tonight by @miseries-mistress
Untitled by @mayonnaisepudding
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Always by @writing-positivelyexisting
i told you not to follow me by @burningfieldof-clover
Sunshine by @moonlight-sonata99
Untitled by @techs-ass
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don’t you know by @221bshrlocked (NSFW)
enough for you by @miaowshacat
Heart Made of Flesh by @dragonrider9905
Just in Time by @pizza-writes
Meeting the Family by @haven-is-happy
Not Just For Show by @ghostofskywalker
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By Your Side Tonight by @toomanybandstocare
Challenge Accepted by @of-stardust-and-dreams
Open Your Eyes by @tecker
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Crescendo by @wizardofrozz
Insidious Visions by @agenteliix
Let the Sun In by @exxasperatedauthor
The Escape by @chicknstripz
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A Match Made in a Classroom by @melliejellybellybean
Begonias by @diviluscorner
Bleed For Love by anonymous (hosted on @staycalmandhugaclone)
Don't Be Afraid by @echos-girlfriend
Growing Into Love by @ladysongmaster
Jealous by @knightprincess
Personal Tastes by @l-lend
The Force Works in Mysterious Ways by @staycalmandhugaclone (NSFW)
Yours & Mine by @embeanwrites
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Falling For You by @masterjedilenawrites
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Born For This by @arctrooper69
Lucky by @snippy-tano
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i remember... by @221bshrlocked (NSFW)
Into the Forest I Go by @fives-lover
it's always been you by @obixwan
It's Gonna be Fine? by @loving-the-cambridges
Just This Once, Everybody Lives by @l-lend
Precious Soul by @wizardmando
Slowly But Surely by @ghostofskywalker
This New Reality by @angelltheninth
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Circumstance by @captainpains
Jogan Rolls For Two by @theunderscorekinginyellow (NSFW)
Logical by @photogirl894
Pretty Boy by @manofworm
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Don't Let Me Go by @rainydaydream-gal18
Fine Line by @homie-one-kenobi
Pack Mentality by @corona-one
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I Like You a Lot by @imarvelatthestars
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