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kingdomhate · 6 months
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Calling Them Cute Scenarios!
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Kylo Ren: He smiled and brought himself closer to you, intimately wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a cozy hug. "I think you're adorable," Kylo raised your chin gently to look into your eyes. "And so, so precious." He leaned down and kissed you with an unspoken devotion. The act making your heart pound and a soft pink hue spread lightly across your cheeks. Kylo reaches for your hand, intertwining them as he deepens the kiss, steadily increasing his passion. His black leather gloves, deliciously cold in stark contrast to the heated kiss you both shared in the intimate moment.
As he pulled away, his eyes flutter open to meet yours, and his head spins. You are so pretty to him. He feels a surge of protectiveness wash over him as he embraces you again, resting your head against his chest.
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Armitage Hux: Armitage stared down at you, his nose wrinkling at the thought. Him, cute? "Pardon me?! I am not cute, I am powerful! I am the brains of the First Order!" He spits. "You're adorable." You coo, touching his cheek. Despite his efforts to remain in control, he softens. Weak under your touch, under the influence of your words. He sighs and looks at you, the look in his eyes resembles deep affection and tender love. "I love you." He whispers to you, as you place a kiss to his forehead and lips. The kiss is tender, reassuring. Wrapping your arms around his neck as he wraps his around your waist, leaning you down slightly.
"You're so special," You utter into his ear, making his breath hitch. "I love you too."
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Obi-Wan Kenobi: Obi smiles and blushes, hiding his face a bit. Once he has your composure, he turns back to you. "That title belongs to you, my dear. Just you." You smile and approach him, your hands going onto either of his cheeks. "Is that so? How adorable." You lean in to give him a kiss. Obi-Wan engulfs you in a warm, soothing embrace, reminding you of his endless love. "Yes, my love. Nothing short of it." He leans in to kiss you once more, holding you close, wrapping you in his brown Jedi robes, you welcomed the affection and giggled.
Resting his head against yours, he gazed into your eyes. His jade eyes boring into yours, more than ever, you feel like you could get lost in them. Would you be upset if you did? No. What a perfect paradise. "I adore you, Obi." You pull him closer, wanting nothing but the feeling of his skin against yours. "As do I, my love. As do I."
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Luke Skywalker: Luke grins sheepishly at your compliment, was he really? Bashfully, he shied away from your eyes, and you playfully nudged him. "Do you think you aren't?" You asked, gazing at his blushing figure. "I-I do," He turns shyly to look at you. "Just- it sounds weird when you say it aloud." You tilt your head. "What? Why?" Luke rubs the back of his neck, seemingly nervous. "It's lovey-dovey." You cross your arms. "You love it." You tease. Luke turns away dismissively. "N-no! I don't.." You could practically see the blush in his words, as he spoke dismissively. You smirk. "Yes, you do!" You spin him to make him look at you and you plant a sweet kiss on his lips.
"It's fine if you don't, you know?" You assure him, sitting next to him. He nods. "No, I like it!" Luke insists, taking your hand in his, giving you a reassuring squeeze. "Really?" A smug smirk begins forming on your lips. "I love you, my cute boy." You press your lips to his again.
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Anakin Skywalker: He grins at you. "I am, aren't I?" He says smugly, and you giggle. "Of course you are." He goes over to you and looks at you, still grinning. "But you're adorable, so monumental." You blush at the sudden compliment and playfully shove him. "Aren't you a tease?" Anakin smirks at you, laughing a bit. "But you love it." You couldn't help but nod. "Duh." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. "God, I love you." He admits, resting his he chin atop your head. Lightly caressing his hair with his mechanical hand and holding you with his normal one. "I don't know what I would do without you."
His words send affection straight to your hand, and you you smile uncontrollably. "Me neither. I love you more than I could ever describe, sweetie." You lean back, touching his cheek. "I live for you, my love. You are my purpose." You melt, his words causing small tears to prickle your eyes as you quickly wipe them away. "I love you so much, Ani."
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yandere-wishes · 3 months
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I honestly feel like all Sith lords would love it when their darling kisses their mask. Regardless of all the horrors said mask carries it's still a sign of power, of respect, of the darkness they've come to embrace. I feel like kissing it would be the equivalent of kissing a king's ring. All submission and loyalty. A pledge of love, a pledge of devotion. You belong to him utterly, wholly. Maybe it's more than that, maybe it's not only about the regonization of power. But the acceptance of the power they hold over you. A testament to how they've infected your mind. Morphed and molded you into their perfect little doll. I just know they get high off the power they hold over you. A light mindless kiss to the cold steel hiding away their visage is all the proof they need to how perfectly they've broken you...
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spectral-musette · 7 months
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POV: the Mandalorian Royal Guard who gets sent to investigate the blocked security holocam (covered with what looks like brown fabric?) in the Duchess’s audience chamber on the Coronet…
(But at least has the decency to make some noise on their way in…)
“Begging your pardon, Duchess, but I ought to be taking my leave,” General Kenobi said, stiffly and a bit too quickly.
The Duchess took a moment to reply. “Of course.” Her voice sounded thin and a little breathless. “We will continue discussing trade routes another time. Soon,” she added, a little more steadily.
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cloneenthusiast · 1 year
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You were made to destroy
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juliberrylive · 16 days
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"I'm not going to lose you too!"
in the scenario where crosshair tries to sacrifice himself to save omega and the kids from tantiss. but omega wont let him go without a fight
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martianbugsbunny · 7 months
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U got some actors that are like 'yeah these characters sure are important to each other but I couldn't say about them potentially being a couple' and then you've got Steve Blum who is like 'no yeah they're in love, they're married, they live on Lira San together where Kallus does the gardening and Zeb does the handiwork, oh and by the way they're having mpreg babies together and the furry purple guy is carrying' rip to everybody else but he's just built different
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somewillwin · 4 months
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BABY JUST BUILT HER OWN LIGHTSABER! 🥹🥹
Chapter 4 is out now!
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arisushanti · 10 months
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everytime i don’t want to do leg day in the gym, im just gonna pretend im a dragon rider in the fourth wing universe that needs to train more to stay on my dragon
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antianakin · 3 months
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No Order 66 AU where Anakin leaves the Order after the war ends and he and Padme end up retiring to Naboo to try to raise the twins together, but neither of them ends up feeling particularly satisfied with life on Naboo (for Anakin it just doesn't give him any purpose the way he desperately needs and for Padme it's always been this perfect rosy dream and reality doesn't measure up), so they end up leaving the twins behind a lot so they can pursue other things and are pretty absentee parents in general. They mostly end up getting raised by Padme's parents instead, and while they're perfectly good guardians for the twins and raise them kindly and love them a lot, there's always an obvious elephant in the room regarding who ISN'T there.
This causes a bit of a rift between Luke and Leia because while Luke is trying to keep the peace and give their parents the benefit of the doubt as he moves on and figures out his own life with what he DOES have, Leia is less willing to just forgive and forget.
Luke ends up becoming a pilot working for the royal palace for a while, but Leia goes into politics (something she'd entered while younger because it's what her mother did and she'd been hoping it would get Padme's attention and bring the two of them closer; it didn't work out that way at all and now Leia's sticking with it at least partly to spite Padme) as an aide for her cousin Pooja who is now Senator of Naboo.
And it's here, once she finally makes it to Coruscant and starts working in the Senate, that Leia meets Bail Organa, still working as Senator of Alderaan. The two of them click IMMEDIATELY and Bail ends up becoming Leia's mentor in politics, as well as the person who actually introduces her to the Jedi themselves. Anakin and Padme had never really bothered to do so, both because they were so rarely around, but also because they had chosen not to give Luke and Leia to the Temple and decided at that point that it would be easier to keep the twins and the Jedi separate. Bail of course has no such compunctions and even if he knew about Anakin and Padme's feelings on the matter, I imagine he'd find ways to allow Leia to accidentally bump into some of the Jedi while she was on Coruscant. If he just so happens to double book himself for lunch with both Leia and Obi-Wan, it's hardly anything malicious and they may as well all eat together!
Leia finally feels like she has a parent who gives a damn about her, someone who acts like a parent to her, the parent she's always wanted. Her grandparents had always been incredibly kind and they obviously had to do a lot of parenting, but they'd always been very strict about making sure the twins saw them as GRANDPARENTS and not their actual parents, which just make the absence of their parents that much more obvious and painful. But with Bail, she's finally got someone who doesn't care that Anakin and Padme aren't there and doesn't feel the need to create a wall between them for Anakin and Padme's sake. Bail takes her under his wing, teaches her everything she knows, allows her to explore things she'd never been allowed to explore before, connects her to even more people who can help her understand herself better than she's ever been able to before. THIS is what a parent was supposed to do for her and she knows it, THIS is what selfless love looks like from a parent and she THRIVES under it for the first time in her life.
She eventually decides not to stay on as Pooja's aide because she has no real desire to become a senator for Naboo at any point, but she IS good at politics and desperately does want to help people any way she can, so she starts up some sort of organization of her own to help people around the galaxy (and connects it to the Jedi because deep down she KNOWS she was supposed to be one of them even though that path is now closed to her). But she doesn't go back to Naboo, she doesn't make her home on her mother's home planet.
She goes to Alderaan instead. And this time, she gets to stay there for the rest of her life.
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caught <3
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kingdomhate · 6 months
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Getting Them Pets (Part two)
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Luke Skywalker: You both had agreed you wanted something to take care of, and given your guys' history with other animals: stray dogs, cats, birds, fish and a few bunnies, it was no problem. The only problem was: what to get? Luke wants a couple hamsters, and you? You wanted a rabbit. Now, as you and Luke speak to store-owners and even random traders, you cannot seem to find neither.
Sighing, Luke thanks the store owner and walks out with you. "I don't think today's our day." He frowns, crossing his arms to his chest. "What? Have a little faith, Luke." You urge, determined to get a pet. "You're right." He sighs a bit, regaining his normal smile. As you both walk down the road, you see a pen, filled with a group of pigs, chickens and two cows. In the big group of mud covered pigs, you can make out a tiny little figure, it was sniffing the mud and eating some scraps. "Oh!" You gasp, eyes lighting up with a radiant fire. "Luke, let's go here!" You practically scream with excitement and hope. "Huh? Why? What is it, Y\N?" He tilts his head, but you grab his arm and scramble over to the store. "Can I help you?" The owner asks, his voice bored and uninterested. "Yes! I'd like the baby pig that you have in the back." The store owner nods. "Sure. $230." He demands, and Luke's face contorts in disbelief, but seeing that your mood resembled determination and fierceness, he paid. The owner gave you the piglet, which was actually a girl. That night, you both had a fun time giving the piglet a bath, staying up discussing name ideas and just having fun getting to know the new addition to your family.
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Anakin Skywalker: It was the first time you guys discussed anything of the sort. Ani asked you multiple questions regarding what kind of pet, what would it be, look like, etc. Of course, you had no idea what you wanted, so you did a LOT of research on what could be suitable for a couple. Ultimately, you decided a bunny would be good, coming to Anakin with the idea wasn't going to be difficult.
And it wasn't. Quickly, you both travelled to the planet in which the bunny was likely to be in, picked one (and had fun petting, feeding and playing with the others) and then bought it. Along with the crate, food, collective toys and a few treats and a cozy little interior. The bunny was a fluffy white girl, in which the naming seemed perfect, you wanted to settle for Leah, or Amy. Again, the idea with Ani was settled as soon as he heard the names. In the end, Leah was picked. The three of you eager to start a new chapter of your lives.
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Obi-Wan Kenobi: Immediately, he was open to the idea. Knowing it was something like a new chapter, and you seemed very adamant and enthusiastic about the idea of a pet. Even better, you had a plan for which one and damn, did you have a great convincing plan. However, Obi-Wan being the kind, open-minded man, he did not need convincing (or at least too much, seeing as though looking at you convinced him in the first place.)
So, you both started your journey for a Belgian Malinois, a stubborn, alert and protective dog breed. The thought of having something as intimate as a shared pet to strengthen your bond was something that sparked excitement and determination in your heart. As you met the breeder of the herding dog, Obi-Wan started speaking of how it was your and his first pet and you had been very set on a Belgian Shepherd. The breeder nodded in understanding, indulging Obi-Wan in a short conversation about the breed, as you went to observe the dogs and puppies. The gorgeous amber eyes, black muzzles and a combination of amber and black in the two layers of coat, made you swoon even more. Eventually, the breeder and Obi-Wan disengaged and went over to pick one, and yet again, you found the perfect one: a boy, and about a year old so not impossible to teach. You plead with your boyfriend for the dog and he caves in easily, the breeder offers a reasonable amount of money and you two bring the dog back home. At first, he was weary, but he came to after a few months, now as loving and compassionate as you dreamed.
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questforgalas · 1 year
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The High Republic series confirmed that part of a Jedi youngling’s day in the creche are midday naps on little nap mats, and now the image of all our faves in youngling form curled up on the nap mat is living rent free in my head
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jellyfishsthings · 6 months
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Warnings: the usual , fingering
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We all know that engineers are very good with their hands, especially their fingers.
I just know that having an engineer boyfriend feels like heaven. Imagine this it is late at night, you are both laying on the couch on your sides while spooning. His hands are playing with the hem of your shirt, dangling between his fingers and rubbing it, seeking comfort. Then they would slip underneath your waistband, moving back and forth just enough to trick you and not notice his hand slipping lower until its too late.
He would start by slowly teasing your folds. Then rubbing your clit, each movement been done to perfection due to his field of work, yet denying you the nice feeling of his fingers inside of you. Torturing you as your pussy clenches around nothing, and ignoring your whines .
When he finally gets bored he gives you what you need. One long finger entering you until its knuckles deep. Curling, finding and hitting all your sweet spots. Giving you enough friction to build up your orgasm but not enough to reach it, edging you beyond sanity. When he gives in the one finger turns into two, following the same pattern of movements, setting the same pace, as your hips jerk against his hand. Your body trying to find that bliss on its own and failing.
Everything feels already like it's too much and yet... and yet his thumb starts circling one again your clit. Starting to form shapes and pinching it every now and then. When you come you definitely see stars. Your vision turning into white as your body shuts down from the intensity of your orgasm. He guides you though through it, his movements never ceasing but gradually slowing down as you catch your breath and snuggling back into his chest.
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chasingthewesternsun · 9 months
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Cours de Dessin bUT with Chiss eyes instead
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archivistofnerddom · 16 days
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My preferred Bad Batch ending is that the band of clones rock up to Tantiss to save the day . . . and find out that they’ve been beaten to the punch.
Omega used all the skills she learned from her brothers, went savage, and busted out herself, the Force-sensitive kids, and the captured clones. She’s gotten Emerie on her side too. CX-2 is Tech, and he’s broken through his brainwashing. (He’s fine. He’s totally fine, you guys.) Tantiss is on fire (maybe a few people are toasting marshmallows over it). Hemlock is desperately clinging to a rope as he dangles over a random pit (and quaking in his boots).
When asked what is going on with Hemlock (because the clone boys are Confused), Omega just sweetly goes, “He knows he had to be on his best behavior. If he doesn’t, he’ll get fed to the Zilo.”
And Hemlock (still shivering like a chihuahua), looks at the Bad Batch and goes, “Please take your daughter. She’s absolutely feral. I will be traumatized and have nightmares for the rest of my life.”
(And the Batch is just so proud of her.)
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writing-reaper · 1 year
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Bad Batch Reacts…
S/o asking: “Can I kiss you?”
Description: you’ve been dating for a short while and in the transition between friends to dating, kissing always seems to slip your minds. So, in a moment of pure attention to your bad batcher, you just have to ask…
Note: I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been extremely burnt out. If you’ve sent a request I promise I’m trying my best to get things done. Hopefully, with the release of season two this burnt out will turn to inspiration. This has been sitting in my drafts for a bit, so i finished it up to let everyone know I’m still alive. I hope you enjoy! And happy new year!
Warnings: fluff, kissing, maybe suggestive, bit of insecurity
Crosshair
Spending time away from the others was always nice…
Even if it was only 10ft away from the ship.
The two of you stand by the lake attempting to skip the little acorns on the ground across the water.
You’re both talking about the latest mission and he can’t stop teasing you about how you had slipped in the mud which somehow managed to mask you from the droids, but also need to head back to the ship without the boys.
Pretending to be annoyed at the admittedly hilarious event, you throw one of the acorns at him.
“You want to try that again?” He asks, his harsh voice edged with a playful tone you would’ve missed if you didn’t know him so well.
You stick out your tongue as you toss another acorn at him.
Suddenly, he moves toward you, earning a shout as you bolt away from him.
He chases you along the water, throwing the acorns he had at you, trying not to laugh as you squeak at each hit.
Suddenly lost for breath from laughing and squeaking, you stop and suddenly you runs straight into you.
He pulls you on top of him so he doesn’t crush you on the way down.
A loud splash is heard as the two of you become drenched in the cold water of the lake.
The two of you can’t help but to break out into laughter, not making any motion to get up.
As he’s still chuckling to himself, you feel your gaze drift to his laughing mouth and your hand finds purchase on his cheek.
He raises his brow at you, a small smirk on his lips, only you had the privilege to see.
You feel your breath catch as you quickly glance to his eyes.
“Can I kiss you?” You ask, a sudden wave of confidence overcoming you as you lean closer to him.
He’s almost caught off guard by the question, but he doesn’t let you know that as he pulls your face to his and locks his lips to yours.
Soon, you separate, and he pushes your face away from him, smirking to yourself as you whine.
“We need to get out of the water.” He states, but truly, he just wanted to hide his face from you.
He felt like his skin was on fire as he thinks of that look in your eyes and just how focused you had become on him and only him.
All he wanted to do was kiss you again, just… somewhere a lot more private.
Wrecker
“Watch! You’re not looking! Watch!”
You can’t help but laugh at his eager tone as he tries to draw your attention away from your work.
“Alright! Alright! I’m watching!”
You watch as he picks up a tree that had recently fallen
He lets out a grunt as he holds it above his head.
It was silly, and slightly worrisome, the way he always tried to impress you by lifting such heavy objects.
“Tsk Tsk! Always showing off, Wrecker! Yet you never pick me up.” You scoff with a playful tone, turning your head, pretending to be jealous of the tree.
“I can carry you!” Wrecker counters, dropping the tree with a loud thud before he rushes over to you.
“W-wait Wrecker I was just playing—!”
Your feet are no longer touching the ground as Wrecker scoops you up.
From your surprise, you wrap your arms around his neck before he starts spinning in place.
You let out a squeal, as the world blurs, squeezing him tightly as he laughs.
When he finally stops, he stumbles, earning another startled squeak from you at the idea he was going to fall.
The two of you fall into a fit of laughter as soon as the world steadies once more.
“I could hold you like this all the time!” He declares, gripping your thigh and arm as he uses you as a weight to curl.
“Wrecker!” You squeak once more before laughing as he holds you properly once more.
Brushing your thumb along his cheek, you sit up further in his arms and he responds by adjusting his grip.
Leaning your head on his shoulder, you pop the question: “Can I kiss you?”
“Heh, Heh…” he’s flustered as he laughs. “Is that even a question?”
“Mmm, I just wanted to make sure.” You hum, pressing your lips to his.
He gets all giddy as he kisses you back, adjusting the way he’s holding you in order to kiss you better.
When you pull away, you feel his grip on you loosen before he adjusts his grip on you once more.
“Can I— c-can I kiss you? …again?”
Tech
There he goes again on one of his information dumps.
Oh how you loved listening to him talk for hours on end of the most random things.
For now, he was talking about the nexu.
How this topic came to rise was beyond you as all you could do was stare at his lips, making your best attempts to make eye contact.
But it was just so difficult.
So many clever and intelligent words spilled from his mouth everyday, you just wanted to praise and reward him for how smart he was.
Not that any of his brothers would appreciate you boosting his ego.
“The nexu has four excellent eyes, the second pair, in fact, allows them to track their prey through their infrared vision. They also—”
“Tech,” you hum, wanting his eyes to meet yours again for the first time in the hour he’d been working on his latest project.
“Yes?” He asks, his eyes meeting yours, but you can’t find yourself able to hold their gaze as you continuously glance down at his lips.
“Can I kiss you?”
For the first time, since you confessed your feelings for him, you see him visibly buffering as his cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a light red.
“You want to kiss me? I-I mean— Ahem, yes, of course.” He stammers, his eyes suddenly looking everywhere except at you.
A giggle leaves your lips as you hold his head in your hands, bringing him closer to you.
He squeezes his eyes shut tightly and his lips pucker ever so slightly, waiting for your to meet his.
You couldn’t help yourself, as you grin widely, brushing your lips lightly across his lips before kissing the side of his mouth.
Almost looking offended, his eyes open in surprise and he slightly pulls back.
That is, until you pull him back in and kiss him right on the lips.
He returns your kiss, his shoulders relaxing in relief that you actually kissed him on the lips this time.
“You’re so cute when you ramble.” You mumble after pulling away, only a mere centimeter away from his lips.
“Perhaps I should ramble more often…” he trails before kissing you once more, holding the back of your head in his hand.
“As long as I can shut you up with a kiss, you talk as much as you please.”
Hunter
It wasn’t often you two found yourself alone with each other.
In fact, the only time you ever found yourself alone together was in your bunk as you cuddled away one of his headaches.
Unfortunately, there was no avoiding the loud sounds of Tech fixing the ship on this random moon.
The buzzing sounds sent a throbbing pain through his head as he makes his best attempt to just focus all his senses on you, in an effort to tune it out.
“This isn’t working.” He grunts into the skin of your neck, attempting to pull you closer to him despite already being skin tight to himself.
“I’m sorry, love.” You answer, brushing your hand beneath his hair, lightly scratching his scalp as you cover his ears. “I have an idea, if you’d like to try?”
“It can’t hurt anymore than this.” He sighs, lifting his head up as he grimaced once more as Tech drills something into the shop once more.
Even if whatever you did didn’t wind up helping him in the end, he just appreciated that you were with him.
“Can I kiss you?” You ask, glancing between his surprised eyes and lips.
Suddenly he’s very in tune to you.
Your steady breath, your trailing eyes.
The sound of your heartbeat and the warmth of his face combatting against the warmth of your hands.
“Kriff, cyare, do you even need to ask?” He answers, pressing you down on the bed as he kisses you deeply.
The sounds were suddenly way easier to drown out as he worked his lips against yours, only pulling away to catch your breath.
Well, at least now he was distracted.
Echo
It was often Echo found himself feeling insecure.
Ever since the two of you got together, he feels as though his confidence has taken a step backwards.
He’s constantly questioning why you would ever want to be with him, that you deserve someone better.
The two of you find yourselves sitting together, reading.
Echo, as usual, going over the reg manual for the 170th time.
You were just glad he could focus, because you certainly couldn’t.
You find yourself staring over the top of your datapad, the book you were reading was irrelevant to the focused man sitting before you, using your legs as an arm rest after you’d stretched yourself out over him.
You couldn’t stop thinking about how lucky you were.
You were so scared to tell him how you felt, so afraid to ruin your friendship over your once seeming forbidden crush.
But now here you were, sitting with the most amazing guy in the galaxy.
He looked so focused, it was undeniably attractive.
The problem now was, you were starting to become very jealous of that reg manual.
“Hey, Echo?” You address, your heart seemingly slipping a beat as he meets your gaze.
“Yes?”
“Can I kiss you?” You ask, shifting closer to him, sitting on your knees, settling one between his mechanical legs, pushing the reg manual down so his gaze was completely on you.
He stutters your name with a deep red flush.
“I asked you a question, Corporal.” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Of course you can kiss me.” He answers, a sudden spike of confidence in his voice.
You kiss him sweetly, sitting yourself down as his arms wrap around you.
“How did I get so lucky?” He asks when you separate for a breath.
“You deserve the best in life.” You answer, kissing him again like her life depended on it.
“ I’ll have to start asking for kisses more often.”
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