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moonstrider9904 · 2 years

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Eternal Bliss

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Pairing: Crosshair x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Crosshair have been courting for some time, and when he returns to Coruscant, he’s ready to show off and charm you before making you his.

Warnings/tags: SMUT. 18+ Minors DNI. Unprotected vaginal sex (please wear protection irl), vaginal fingering, semi-public sex, public touching, getting caught, creampie, brief allusions to oral sex (male receiving), foul language, budding relationship, first time together, Crosshair flirting and being a smug lil prick, lots of sappy romance

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: A couple of people asked about Ashes and Flame recently (a Fives x OC x Crosshair fic) that I discontinued and, though I won’t be picking the series up again, I did remember I had this snippet written in advance. I just went ahead and changed the pronouns and descriptions to make it a reader insert because it’s just so hot and romantic and I don’t want this to be forgotten. I hope you guys enjoy it!!

“I used to only be able to hit ten klicks,” he was saying, “but after that last mission I raised my record by two.”

You giggled as your features beamed, your smile decorating your features as you looked away from Crosshair. You knew he was just showing off, trying to impress you, and every attempt he made at it flattered you. You loved that he was courting you, that he was giving you all that attention and interest, that he most definitely wanted things to go somewhere with you.

You looked back up at his features, eyes trailed on those thin lips that lined his smirk, seductive and dangerous in the middle of that public Coruscant transport that held people of all shapes and ages.

Crosshair scanned the surroundings as he usually did. Mostly adults were in the transport, a majority of them civilians except for himself and his three brothers at the back, who sat there on purpose to keep up with their chosen vibe of the bad boys. He would have taken you there too, but he didn’t feel like sharing, or giving his brothers the opportunity to scare you off.

As for the other people in the transport, one of the couples in the bus had a tooka who had clearly just been rescued; two children played with a clone trooper doll with brown markings, and near the front, a lone gentleman made conversation with the chauffeur, pondering on how much the traffic on Coruscant had gone up the recent months.

Nobody was looking at him and you.

“I’m amazed,” you cooed, your body leaning slightly towards him.

Crosshair knew how to analyze others’ body language, and he was pleased by what he was seeing in you. Your arms fell down your front, only slightly squeezing your breasts together as your hands rested on your thighs. Your smile was soft, charming, innocent, at times, and you wore a little black dress fitted to enhance your body, its skirt the perfect length to tease your thighs while your legs were covered by black stockings.

Despite the public environment, Crosshair couldn’t help but look at you with lust.

You were perfect.

“Tell me, doll, where do you get off?” Crosshair purred at you, smirking when he saw your grin widen.

As he awaited your response, his eyes pierced into you, entrancing you with the seemingly mystical quality they had; the eyes of a sniper staring directly into her soul. He took a gloved hand to your knee and gently brushed his fingertips up your thigh as his face inched closer to yours, his smile devious and challenging.

You giggled again. “Cross, you don’t have to talk to me like that anymore. We’ve known each other a while.”

“And yet, it was merely a coincidence that you were waiting outside the landing dock when I got to Coruscant,” his voice was barely above a whisper as his fingers left the rim of your stocking and brushed the remaining skin of your thigh until he teased the rim of your skirt.

Biting your lip, you placed your hand above his to stop him going between your legs—it wasn’t time for that, at least, not yet.

“All a coincidence,” you declared.

“Right,” he muttered with his usual sarcasm.

You chuckled and leaned in closer, your fingers tapping up his armored bicep as your eyes looked up at him in a sweet innocence. “Actually, I get off not far from here. My place is nearby.”

“Lucky me,” Crosshair purred in return and, shamelessly, he leaned in and kissed your neck, his lips suckling on the sensitive skin and marking you with a dim bruise.

Your breath hitched; you made the best effort to be quiet and not call attention as your hand playfully and gently slapped the armor on Crosshair’s chest. The sharpshooter leaned back up, a satisfied, triumphant grin on his lips as he eyed you with desire. In that short tease, he’d caught your scent, sweet and inviting and feminine, and it kept dancing around him, entrancing him into his unspoken cravings.

Slowly then, the transport began to pull into a stop. Crosshair’s eyes flashed as they darted to you, and he firmly took your hand and began getting up.

“We’re getting down here,” he said.

As he pulled you with him off the transport following a large crowd of adults and kids who got off as well, you both heard whistles and catcalls coming from his other three brothers at the back of the transport, and Crosshair flipped them off without an ounce of shame and not even making eye contact with them as he pulled you out of the shuttle and led you down the sidewalk into the nearest building.

“A public library?” you questioned, confused.

“That’s not important, sweetheart,” Crosshair said as you both went through the doors.

He pulled you through the complex until he found a deserted hallway, smirking at the sight. Walking you to the middle of it, he eyed you with lust as he pinned your figure to the wall, caging you with his strong, armored figure.

“Cross, I-I don’t live far from here,” you stuttered, your heart racing the closer Crosshair got to you, his figure towering over you, looming above you like a veil that carried a sweet, pleasurable omen you knew you wouldn’t do anything but accept.

“Hush, doll,” he soothed with a finger on your lips. “We’re fine here.”

“We’ll get caught,” you whispered, concern filling you voice with a tell-tale glimpse of excitement. “I… If I… I won’t be able to keep quiet, Cross…”

Crosshair grinned seductively as his lips hovered just away from yours. “I fucking hope so.”

The finger above your lips traced down, and his hand brushed over your neck and the curve of your breasts. Both of his hands explored your body and reached below your skirt, teasing at your thighs.

He removed his gloves, and his bare fingertips kneaded the plump flesh of your thighs, lifting you up with your back against the wall. Your legs wrapped around him, and it gave Crosshair the perfect angle for his hand to find its way between your legs underneath your skirt.

A low groan formed in Crosshair’s chest when he felt the wetness soaking through your panties. When his eyes darted up to look at yours, he felt lost in the passion and fire of your gaze, a look that seemed to plead him not to stop.

He watched you bite your lower lip as he slid his hand beneath your panties and brushed you from the entrance to your clit, delicious and exquisitely wet. His breath deepened while yours hitched, and he rubbed quick, precise circles on the pearl of nerves. Your head fell back on the wall, pursing your lips together to keep from moaning.

Your arms wrapped around him, fingertips brushing through the silver curls on his head. You squirmed in his grip, hips grinding onto his finger for more of that sweet friction that sent fire down your whole body; seeing you and feeling you made Crosshair’s armor feel chafing and tight between his legs.

He sped up the process by sliding his long, slender middle finger down your entrance and stroking your inner walls, laughing smugly at your adorable attempts to keep quiet. You were so tight, so wet and warm, so endearing in front of him; he was ready to give you everything, to make you feel the sweetest love and make your body quiver in pleasure until you forgot even the day you were born.

You ached for your release. The knowledge that you were at a public library no longer rang in your mind, but then again, no form of coherent thought did.

“Cum for me,” Crosshair ordered in a whisper.

His absent voice was all it took to tip you over the edge. Your body quaked in his arms and your eyes rolled back, and despite your most fierce control over yourself, you couldn’t help but whimper at the waves of pleasure that took over you. A suppressed mewl escaped you; your pussy tingled deliciously at Crosshair’s rubbing, and that pleasure bled into every corner of your body, erasing every other care within you.

There was only him now.

With a triumphant smirk, Crosshair set your feet down on the ground, his hand still between your legs and moving ever so slowly if only to tease you. He continued to hold you up against the wall to keep you from falling over, well aware you wouldn’t be able to rely on your knees for a bit, and the fact that he was the one to cause it ruffled his smug little feathers.

Crosshair’s lips fell on yours in a passionate, fiery kiss, warm and bursting with mutual love and desire. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders and pushed him closer, and your hips grinded onto his hand to feel more sweet vibrations as you got lost in him.

Then, the sound of a person clearing his throat invaded the deserted hallway. You jerked your head in that direction, heart racing, hair messy, while Crosshair looked with all the calmness in the world and a confident, serene smile.

“May I know what you were doing?” The librarian, a scruffy man not much older than you, asked with crossed arms and an unamused expression.

Crosshair chuckled, his low voice vibrating within the hallway and nearly making you cum all over again with his hand still inside you.

“We were just discussing some fine erotica, sir,” Crosshair flashed his smug bastard grin at the librarian, and after speaking, he removed his hand from between your legs in an indiscreet manner, the gesture making you whimper softly against your will. Crosshair merely snickered; he wrapped his arm around your waist and led you down the hallway, walking past the librarian and saluting him smugly as you left.

“You’re both banned from this library,” the librarian said, his voice only slightly squeaking.

“Good,” Crosshair said as he shamelessly groped your ass, lifting up your skirt a bit and giving your butt cheek a tiny slap.

Grinning, you followed along in Crosshair’s game, and you took Crosshair’s free hand and put it on your breast for him to squeeze, causing the librarian to flip out and curse at you to leave the building.

Laughing, you and Crosshair ran out of the public library, grinning hungrily at each other as the sunlight of Coruscant kissed you.

“Take me to your place,” Crosshair said breathlessly, his lips barely able to keep themselves away from you.

It was a blur, and seemingly in no time, you and Crosshair tumbled into your apartment, locked in a kiss as the door crashed open and closed again. He threw off bits of his own armor off, switching between that and feeling your body, caressing you amidst the heated make out. You removed your dress, your shoes, your bra, only leaving your stockings on and your panties, and when Crosshair was down to his under armor suit, he easily removed it and cast it aside. The sniper stood fully naked, his breath hitching as your lips covered his bronze skin in kisses, spanning from his shoulders to his chest and his stomach.

You both rejoiced in each other’s beauty; you took in his scars, the lines of his lean muscles, and he observed your curves, dimples, every stretch mark and mole that made you unique and endearing.

Frantically, you both kissed on the sofa, marveled by the taste of one another, lost in the sensation of hands on each others’ skin. In his mind, Crosshair’s thoughts echoed back and forth, how much he longed to be alone with you, how pleased he was that you were finally alone together.

He savored you, claimed your soft, plump lips as the sun went down outside. Before he was ready to pin you to the sofa, he felt you tugging on his wrists, and he followed you down the apartment into the bedroom, entranced as if he were under a spell.

The very way that you walked was intoxicating. With leering eyes, you took your place in the middle of the bed, resting your back on the pillows. Crosshair stood at the edge of the bed as he observed you and took in every movement you made as you shut her thighs tight only to remove your panties and toss them away. Your eyes never left his as you slowly opened your legs again, heart racing as Crosshair’s eyes darkened with seduction.

You looked divine, and Crosshair wouldn’t let time drag any longer. He crawled onto the bed, slowly making his way towards you with strong eyes gleaming with fierce passion, announcing his full intent to lay claim on you. His lips reached yours and kissed passionately as his hands soothed your skin. He trailed one of them down to position his dick between her legs, the tip pressing up to your wet entrance and sliding in.

You felt the stretch and clutched his curls with your fist, and Crosshair softly covered your face in kisses to comfort you through the burn as he pushed himself into you at an aching yet deliciously slow pace.

He waited for you to relax as he was inside you. Though the air was filled with passion, Crosshair’s gaze spoke his dearest concerns for your well-being, a detail that softened you to the core and made you internally swear the love you had for that man. Your hands traveled up to cup his cheeks, and with wide, loving eyes, you nodded at him, giving him your signal.

Crosshair then bent down, a smile on his face, and he kissed your lips as he slowly began to swivel his hips.

The two of you groaned deep in your chests; though he kissed you most of the time, Crosshair opened his eyes now and then to look at you, and whenever his eyes gazed into yours, you felt yourself melting. Being in Crosshair’s sights was already ethereal, and to have him look upon you in such intimacy made you see stars.

Your legs wrapped around his torso, further molding his body into yours and shifting the angle to one more pleasurable for both. Crosshair’s movements sped up as a long moan dripped from you. Wrapping your arms fully around his figure, you had his forehead rest on yours.

With your lips dancing on each other, the two of you surrendered to the eternal bliss you felt in each other.

Crosshair gripped the bedwear to give himself more leverage until he pounded mercilessly into your body. Your eyes rolled back, consumed by pleasure, all while Crosshair could barely form a thought.

Your hands stroked up and down his back, at times wandering to his hair, his arms, tickling his lower back and sending shockwaves down his entire body, making him groan and shudder into the kissing, but his tempo never relented. On the contrary, you only made him crave you more, and he moved faster, jabbing harder and quicker into you until you were rendered a mumbling mess, babbling fragments of loving thoughts interrupted by tiny whimpers and mewls.

“I… I wanna… wanna taste you…” you said, only for a long moan to take over you. “Wanna taste you…”

Crosshair chuckled at how adorable you were. “Another time, my cyare, right now you’re mine.”

You looked like you were about to say something, but whatever it was, it was replaced by a needy whine as your head fell back into the pillows.

“Cross?” You cooed. “Cross, I’m… m’gonna cum…”

Your coos and mewls intensified into moans and ecstatic whines, many of them decorated by Crosshair’s name. Your pussy clenched around his cock, throbbing and spilling all your release over his skin and the comforter of the bed.

Crosshair grabbed the backs of your knees and unwrapped your legs from him, instead pushing them up to your chest to give him an even deeper angle. He could hear the obscene squelch of your wetness as he continued pounding into you, chasing his release, staring into your lustful eyes made hazy after such an intense orgasm. He kept on going, fucking you as hard as his desires always wanted him to.

Quiet moans escaped him the closer he got, using the rubbing of his fingertips on the fabric of your black stockings to keep himself grounded until he couldn’t keep anything contained.

Crosshair lost all control of his hips. He let out small whimpers as his hips stuttered while his cum shot inside you, his eyes rolling back at all the sensations only for him to feel as if he’d blacked out. Then, the feeling of your fingertips on his chest brought him back to reality, and he opened his eyes to see yours looking sweetly at him.

“Fuck, I… I came inside you,” Crosshair panted. “I-I’m sorry—"

You soothed him into silence and took him in your arms, kissing his temple and forehead. “Shh, it’s okay, love. It’s okay.”

Crosshair kissed your lips, using whatever strength he had left in his body to push himself up to be at eye level with you. He kept his eyes open; he just knew he had to look at you, take in all that you were, never miss a second of you.

He knew he’d want to look at you forever.

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ao3feed-aaylably · 4 years

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'cause i'm going to make this place your home

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by MageOfCole

Making a home isn't easy - it take love, and time, and dedication, but it's all worth it in the end, because a home is a sanctuary filled with your favourite things and favourite people. It's the people that make a house a home; the people and the memories that they create together.

Words: 9031, Chapters: 6/?, Language: English

Series: Part 29 of Children of Hope and Glory

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars Legends: Force Unleashed - All Media Types, Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order (Video Game), Star Wars Prequel Trilogy

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Kanan Jarrus, Ezra Bridger, Hera Syndulla, Sabine Wren, CT-7567 | Rex, Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, CC-5576-39 | Gregor, CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-2224 | Cody, CT-27-5555 | Fives | ARC-5555, CT-21-0408 | Echo, Mara Jade, Blythe Secura (OC), Boil (Star Wars), Ahsoka Tano, Jaig Tano (OC), Jakara Tano (OC), Rishi Torrent (OC), Domino Torrent (OC), Gina Moonsong, Jacen Syndulla, Feen Torrent (OC), Luke Skywalker, CC-2237 | Odd Ball, CC-4477 | Thire, Wooley (Star Wars), Trapper (Star Wars), Korto Vos, Galen Marek | Starkiller, CC-1010 | Fox, Riyo Chuchi, Dogma (Star Wars), Barriss Offee, Law Offee (OC), Luminara Offee (OC), Ailyn Vel, The Third Brother | Brother Melkis (OC), Obi-Wan Kenobi, Merrin (Star Wars), Cal Kestis, Mal Kestis (OC), Leia Organa, CC-5052 | Bly, CT-6116 | Kix, CT-5597 | Jesse, Quinlan Vos, Fennec Chuchi (OC), Swift Chuchi (OC), Runi Chuchi (OC)

Relationships: Ezra Bridger & Kanan Jarrus, Depa Billaba & Kanan Jarrus, Kanan Jarrus & Sabine Wren, Kanan Jarrus & Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla, Kanan Jarrus & Clone Troopers, CT-21-0408 | Echo/CT-27-5555 | Fives | ARC-5555, Mara Jade & Blythe Secura (OC), CC-10/994 | Grey & Kanan Jarrus, Kanan Jarrus & Styles, Ezra Bridger & Ahsoka Tano, Ezra Bridger & The Ghost Crew, CT-7567 | Rex/Ahsoka Tano, CC-5576-39 | Gregor & CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-5576-39 | Gregor/CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-3636 | Wolffe & Gina Moonsong, CT-7567 | Rex & Jakara Tano (OC) & Jaig Tano (OC), CT-27-5555 | Fives | ARC-5555 & Ahsoka Tano, CT-21-0408 | Echo & Ahsoka Tano, Ezra Bridger/Mara Jade/Luke Skywalker, Mara Jade & Clone Troopers, Galen Marek | Starkiller/Korto Vos, Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox, Boba Fett/The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV), Dogma & Barriss Offee, CC-2224 | Cody & Mara Jade, CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Cal Kestis/Merrin, Quinlan Vos/Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox, CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura, Cal Kestis & Leia Organa, Mara Jade & Ailyn Vel

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, New Jedi Order, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Kanan Jarrus Needs a Hug, Kanan Jarrus Has PTSD, Kanan Jarrus Lives, clones deserve better, CT-27-5555 | Fives | ARC-5555 Lives, CT-21-0408 | Echo Lives, Clones, Tears, Original Character(s), POV Character of Color, Mando'a, Family, Hugs, Prosthetics, Drabble Collection, Angst, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Hurt/Comfort, Reunions, Homecoming, More Hugs, Babies, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Aggressive Adoption, Parental Kanan Jarrus, Parental Hera Syndulla, Overstimulation, Fluff, naps, Trans Ezra Bridger, Autistic Ezra Bridger, Asexual CC-3636 | Wolffe, Asexual CC-5576-39 | Gregor, Polyamory, Sleepy Cuddles, Nightmares, Bisexual Luke Skywalker, Demisexual Ezra Bridger, Asexual Mara Jade, Ezra Bridger Gets a Hug, Domestic Fluff, Lightsabers, Headaches & Migraines, Asexual Dogma, Bisexual Barriss Offee, Blood, Blood and Injury, Domestic Bliss, Introspection, Threesome - F/M/M, Siblings, Humor, Parody, Pranks and Practical Jokes

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