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I Can Help With That***

Tech X F!Reader

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After fracturing his femur, Tech is in no way shape of form of carrying out difficult repairs. He just can’t help but get turned on seeing you getting your hands dirty for him.

warnings: NSFW 18+ only. Blowjob (tech receiving), swearing, praises, not established relationship, implied sex after, reader is female. No y/n. Not proofread.

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When the others aside from you and Tech ventured out, Hunter gave you strict and private orders to make sure that Tech stays resting.

Since his injury, it seemed that he was more than adamant to do everything he can. From trying to wedge himself under all the ships control panels to climbing onto the ships nose and inspecting the small scratches that crab-like creatures had left. For someone so smart, he can be very silly.

You give Hunter a thumbs up before they depart and you glance at Tech who was in the cockpit, injured leg resting up on the co-pilot's seat and had his face down in his datapad. Good, he’s not doing anything he shouldn't, which gives you enough space and time to tidy up around here.

It was not uncommon for the boys and Omega to be a little messy, maybe Echo being the least but it surprises you that Hunter never took the initiative to clean up too with his senses and all. Hm, maybe he’s gone nose blind.

Throwing things into a small waste bin that was tucked away under a control panel, you’re squishing it all down to make as much room as possible when you heard some loud clanging followed by some faint curses.

In a second you’re crossing the ship to see what the noise was and despair sits on your face to see Tech on the floor, tools around him with one of the chairs spinning round and round. “You okay down there?” You question, stopping the chair spinning with your foot as you watch him grunt, sitting himself up.

“It appears that I did not calculate how little balance I would have for standing on a chair.” He comments, craning his neck from side to side whilst adding a little pressure to his thigh and sighs.

Your eyes are wide in confusion. “Well what were you doing standing on the chair anywha? How many times do we have to say that you should not be doing this kind of stuff when your leg is still bad.” You shake your head at him but it doesn’t stop you from helping him up and making him sit on the chair opposite the one he was standing on.

“I am not happy with the ventilation in the ship's roof paneling.” Tech expresses, watching you look up to the vent he was trying to clearly ‘fix’.

Your hands rest on your hips and you look back at him with an amused expression. “Right… Does it actually need fixing though? Right this second?”

The Clone shifts a little under your scrutinised gaze but knows your questions are from a good intention. “Well, uh, no. I suppose not.”

“Then let’s not fracture your other femur, hm?” You crouch down to the floor and pick up his tools that were scattered around but glance up when he tsks. “What?”

“I am at a position of displeasure with the control circuit being open and on display but due to me falling, I didn’t have time to finish my operation.”

Supposedly Tech’s foolish need for fixing things that aren’t broken is stemming from his boredom of staying out of missions. You felt bad and although he would not admit that he was doing this just out of boredom, perhaps you could help him?

“Oh. Well,” you stand back to your full height, a small spanner in your hand and look at the work ahead, “perhaps I could give it a go?”

You weren’t looking at him but Tech’s face was almost comical and a little disbelieving. “I appreciate you trying to help but respectfully, I do not think you are well versed in this kind of thing.”

“I’ll have you know that I am quite good. According to Echo anyway.” You shrug. Tech raises a brow, not aware that Echo has been having help with his ship from you. Then again, nothing seemed to be wrong with the ship fatally so maybe you weren’t having him on. “I’ve been known to be good with a screw.”

Tech chokes on air at your seemingly innocent words, making you look at him with a dubious glance. “You okay?”

“Y-yes I’m fine,” he clears his throat, wondering where that initial surprise came from, “I did not know that mechanics was your calling, so to speak.”

You did wonder why he reacted that way or maybe he was just clearly choking on air - you’ve definitely done it before but Tech doing it? Odd. You shrug it off anyway.

“I suppose only recently I got inspired. Anyway, you gonna help me up?” You move to the chair Tech was previously standing on, carefully placing one foot on the seat and then looking back at him.

“I do not think this is a good idea.” He scratches the back of his neck and you scoff.

“Oh come on, trust me?” You stick your arm out to him, gesturing for help and reluctantly he stands, limps towards you and holds you steady as you clamber onto the chair.

It’s a little precarious but once you found your footing, you steadied yourself and were able to just about reach the circuit. “Kriff, why couldn’t it be on the wall or something other than up here?”

“That is because the ship was designed this way, to enhance maximum capacity though I do see the predicament.” He keeps a hold of the back of the chair, making sure it doesn’t spin round with you on it. “Perhaps I could rewire it so we do not have to do this again.”

“Erm, one thing at a time.” You say with a short laugh, placing a small spanner between your lips as you inspect what it was Tech was up to. By the looks of it, he was trying to filter the airflow which was quite an odd and specific thing to do. When you questioned him about it, his answer surprised you.

“Well, I overheard you complaining that the environment was a little bit too stuffy and uncomfortable. So I figured that if I altered the airflow, our respiratory systems would benefit from somewhat cleaner air.”

You paused to look down at Tech who seemed to look a little more flushed at his confession. “You were doing this for me?”

He staggers a breath, not wanting to slip when it came to his strong feelings for you - something that had been blossoming for many weeks now. “Yes but also for the others as it would be beneficial for us all.” He clears it up, looking everywhere than up at you.

“Oh, well thank you.” You said, speech a little muffled due to the handy tool in your mouth before turning back to the work ahwad, trying to avoid the blush creeping up your neck. “Are you still okay holding me steady?”

“Of course.” For an odd moment, Tech panics. His hands leave the back of the chair and you have to suppress the gasp caught in your throat as his hands grip onto your waist.

“O-oh I meant the chair? And because of your leg.” You gush, pulling the spanner out from your mouth as you look down at him, seeing his eyes widen at his mistake.

He swallows the saliva that piled up in his throat. “My mistake.” His hands leave your body and truthfully you miss the touch of them but you weren’t going to make it any more awkward.

“Not a problem, I think I see what I need to do. Is there a socket spanner I can use?” You stick down one hand, knowing full well Tech must have one on him.

“I’m impressed that you know which tools are needed,” he says with a small smile but there’s a small wave of jealousy, “did Echo teach you?”

You hummed in slight amusement, a little timid at your confession when you say, ‘No.. I actually learned from you.”

He pauses, raising a brow. “I don’t recall us having a session where I teached you?”

You twist a bolt, finding your way to the minuscule fans as you try to come up with a reason as to how you know what to do without it sounding weird.

“Well, sometimes I watch you when you work and you tend to explain what you’re doing without realising.” You come up with, supposedly better than saying ‘I like to watch you’.

“I see.” He feels his heart leap a little for joy, glad to know that his ramblings don't necessarily go unnoticed. “And do you feel confident?”

You let out a small grunt, one of the bolts a little too tight which in your position on a swivel chair was quite hazardous but you trusted Tech to keep you safe. “A little, but I am not as good as you.”

He looks up at you, seeing you gaze down at him as you pass him a compliment but then you winked. And his whole state faltered.

His eyes widen behind those wonderful yellow goggles, you compliment as well as the wink whether it being friendly or flirtatious he wasn’t sure but it was enough to make his knees tremble. “My intelligence is merely biological, I-I am naturally intelligent about this.”

The stutter is new and rather cute. Why was he being so modest all of a sudden? You pondered questioning him about it but decided to leave it as you just managed to unscrew one of the bolts which gave you enough time to scan the fans over. “Hmm, am I right in guessing they need to be twisted at 90 degrees?”

“Most likely. But it is rather hard to tell from being down here.” He comments, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“Better than you being up here and falling… again.” You jest back, tone laced with playfulness but find yourself cursing as the spanner falls from your fingers and clatters on the steel floor. “Shoot. Sorry, are you okay to pass me that please?”

Tech’s eyes travel down to where the spanner dropped. “I can but I may have to let go of the chair. Can you steady yourself?”

He gives yoh a moment, allowing you to place you to grin onto the vent itself, spread your legs a little more for more balance but giving him the go ahead. “Okay I think I’m steady, go ahead.”

Carefully, without any sudden movement he lets go, pausing to make sure you are fine before he nimbly bends over to grab the tool. However as he picks it up, he casts a quick gaze up at you and his eyes prematurely roam your body. He couldn’t help it as it was hard to miss but when his eyes landed on your arse, he bites his tongue from a groan threatening to spill. He had thought you to be pretty, beautiful in fact to be sure but your physique was rather marvelous to admire too.

“You got it? I’m a little nervous up here Tech.” Your words snap him out of his almost dribbling gaze, shaking the thoughts away as he quickly recovers himself and passes the tool back up to you.

From then on he’s a little quiet, giving you the odd advice if you question anything but it all seemed to come together. Though, you noticed his silence and frown. “You got something on your mind, Tech?”

Tech has been trying to avoid looking up at you as all he can focus on now is the silhouette of your body. But if you’re talking to him, he feels obliged to look. He tries to crane his neck up as far as he can but his eyes trained on your neck, seeing the sweat glisten on your soft skin he had so often thought about kissing.

The way you were working was such a turn on that he was cursing at the fact he wasn’t wearing his armor to cover his crotch. Then again, he seemed to have gotten rid of that bit anyway. “Thoughts are always circulating in my mind but to give you a definitive answer is impossible. My mind,” he sucks in a deep breath, eyes lingering a little too long on your body that when you reach up, your shirt goes up with it, “a bit of a blur at the minute.” He grunts, eyes trailing over the skin of your stomach and accidentally at the underside of your bra.

“Well,” you say with a small smile, not noticing how Tech was currently sweating under his collar, “I am done now.”

Tech starts to help you down but with one small slip, the chair spins frantically from under you which almost sent you crashing to the floor. Luckily Tech had grabbed you, arms wrapping around your waist to keep you up securely as he tried his best to ignore the throbbing pain in his femur again.

“Kriff, that was close!” You say a little breathlessly, eyes wide as your hands rest on his shoulders. “You got me?”

“Always.”

For some reason his single and simple word meant more to you than you think he anticipated. You liked Tech, quite a lot and thought of him always having your back and being your aid sent a warmth through you. When your feet are planted firmly on the ground, you pull back from him with a toothy grin. “That was sweet of you.”

He pushed his goggles further up his nose, trying to shake out his flustered trance on you. “What was?”

You point up towards the now fixed vent and could already feel the benefits of the traveling air throughout the ship. Which was a good job because you had glanced down briefly to see if anything was on the floor when your eyes landed on his unmissable length in his pants that sucked all the air out of you.

Tech hisses a touch, his leg aching once more and sits back down. “You okay?” You ask, trying to play off the fact that you had just seen Tech’s boner which by the looks of it as he crossed his legs, was trying to hide.

He stares up at you and nods quickly, clearing his throat as he begins to ramble and truthfully? You weren't too sure what he was rambling about. He was using long words that you didn’t quite understand but the sight of his length against his blue pants was ingrained in your mind that you couldn’t help but ask, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

Silence then fills the ship, his mouth partly open as he stops his incoherent mouth from running. For a second he swore he saw you glance down at his crotch but due to the lighting of the ship it was hard to tell. Hm, maybe that could be altered next?

“Tech,” you say again softly but there’s something in your eyes as you take a smaller step towards him, making him crane his neck up to look at you once again, “is there anything else…” your breath shudders a little, your nerves growing but you were fairly confident that what you saw was real and most likely about you, “I can help you with?”

Tech couldn’t process anything at that second, knowing that you had definitely seen his deceiving ache between his legs for you. “C-cyare, I can explain.”

“‘Cyare’ am I now? That’s new.” There’s humor in your tone but also a hint of lust but Tech was a little bit too preoccupied to even notice the change in your tone.

His fists are clenched tightly as he begins to unload reasons as to why he had a boner at this particular time and in all honesty, it was rather cute seeing such an intelligent and unfazed man becoming a flustered mess.

“Naturally, I found myself becoming rather enraptured whilst watching you at work.”

He won’t even look at you.

“You have always been someone I found rather endearing to look at as you are a fairly, no - rather attractive female.”

His face is turning red.

“I figure someone as attractive as you is probably repulsed that someone like me has taken advantage of an innocent and caring situation. Please let me first of all apologise that I found myself getting arou-.”

He is so adorably foolish.

“Tech, stop.” You shush him, taking a step closer until there’s practically no gap between you. He goes to speak up again but words fail him as you slowly drop to your knees, a gentle hand riding over his thigh and helping him uncross his legs, spreading them a little so you could sandwich yourself in between.

“You’re adorable, Tech. I really, really want to help you.” Your voice is a gentle whisper now, head tilting to the side until it’s resting upon his stiff thigh. Ever so carefully, both hands graze over his legs until your fingers just trace over the semi in his pants which causes him to flinch but not at all refuse your touch.

“Oh mesh’la,” he breathes, biting down on his fist as he gazes at you teasing him, “y-you don’t have to do this for me.”

“No,” you smile at him with your eyes, seeing him slouch further into the chair as your fingers begin to tease over the fastenings of his pants before you popped a button, “but I want to.”

Tech looks down at you, eyes unfocused, breath shallow, making those noises. His cock behind his pants is starting to complain already, feeling himself stiffen at the sight of you starting to tug at his pants to get them off.

Pleasantly he lifts his hips, allowing his pants to slide straight down to his ankles, kicking them away as you stare in awe at his fully erect member. Kriff, he looks delicious.

You begin to gently grip a hand around the base of Tech’s cock which causes him to squirm, breath hitching in anticipation. Feeling yourself get aroused too, your eyes risk a glance up and lock on to him as you give an experimental lick.

Instantly his hips buck at the contact and there are those sounds again. Tech is practically begging for you which was such a shock to see. How long has it been since this kind of tension was released?

“Darling please, I need your mouth.” He groans, tilting his head back as you pump against his long cock slowly. Being the kind soul you were, you complied - wrapping your lips around the head of his cock.

"Fuck," Tech groans, palms flexing by his sides like he doesn't quite know what to do with them. Slowly, you take him in further, bit by bit, small sucks and a little bit of tongue. It was the first time you heard Tech swear and it set a fire inside your belly; he sounds gorgeous. He also looks gorgeous as he unravels in front of you.

“Do you like this? My mouth on your cock?” You tantalise, pulling away for a short breather but keep your hand moving against him as he nods frantically. He speaks in mando’a, obvious obscenities that he didn’t want you to hear but you knew he was loving every second.

You grip his cock tighter, moving it gently in time with your warm mouth. Tech is panting, a string of nonsense and cursing amidst moans pouring from his lips repetitively. “Have you, uhhh fuck, done this before?”

Looking up at him from between his legs, cock in your mouth you smirk. “That good, huh?”

“Perfect. You clearly have…” he trails off, eyes blown wide with lust as you take him all the way in, tip hitting the back of your throat like it was nothing, “expertise.” He gasps.

You giggle, sending vibrations against him before pulling away with a pop and small saliva trail. “Why don’t you play with my hair, Tech?” You look to his hands, finally without something to hold that made him look a little helpless.

“Sure,” he rasps, reaching towards your head as his fingers play through your hair before grabbing it in a small scrunch as you allow him to guide your head back to his cock, “keep sucking pretty girl.” He purrs and you obey without a second glance.

Sucking harder, your tongue swirls around his cock in all the places Tech is growing to adore. He is holding onto your hair securely, but not too rough as he can see the pleasure you get from him taking control of the situation. You’re moaning against his length, eyes fluttering closed as a mix of juices dance in your mouth.

“You’ve needed this haven’t you?” You gasp, licking down his shaft and towards his balls that you place an experimental kiss to. “You have been so tense, Tech. Always want to look after you.”

He sighs heavenly, head tilting to the side as you begin to suck on his sensitive balls whilst stroking his cock. “You’re not wrong, cyare. Ooh, right there. Good girl.”

His praises made your pussy throb but this was about him, all your attention focusing purely on the mewling man in front of you.

Moving back to his cock, you groan a little around him causing Tech to make the most obscene noises now, his hand clutching at your hair like a lifeline. You work your hand and tongue harder, faster, more persistent all the more he hears the Clones groans getting louder and more desperate. He’s shaking all over, things bouncing up and down and it might just be the hottest thing you’ve ever witnessed.

You’re working at his cock for maybe just a minute when he begins to moan: “Kark, fuck, I'm gonna-.” He is saying your name over and over as his hips snap upwards once, twice and three times as his cock slams into the back of your throat until he's cumming in hot spurts.

Swallowing everything he has to offer, your heart pangs a little as Tech mumbles soft and frantic apologies. “I should have asked mesh’la,” he sighs but there was no denying that the feeling of cumming in your mouth was long overdue.

“Hush honey,” you pull your mouth away, wiping the corner of your mouth and placing a soft kiss to his thigh, “I didn’t mind.”

“Are you sure?” His hand that is now in your hair is playing with it softly, moving the sweaty bits out of the way as he gazes at you longingly.

“Positive.” Getting up off your knees, legs cramping just a bit you smile in slight amusement to see that his cock was still hard. “Looks like I didn’t help you out as much as I would’ve liked.” You nod towards his throbbing length and he flushed with embarrassment.

“Yes, despite my ejaculation I am still rather aroused at what has just occurred. Mainly because I am in the presence of a beautiful soul.” You melt at his words and think for a second. The others did say that they wouldn’t be back for a while…

You reach out a hand to him and carefully pull him up to his feet. He staggers a little but watches you with piqued interest as you lean towards his ear and kiss along his jaw. “Maybe you could help me with something?”

He’s melting at your words and without a thought, he grabs you by the hand and drags you towards the bunks. He may still have a fractured femur but that isn’t going to stop this man from fucking you into the next star system.

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Echo x Fem!Reader One-sot - Showing You My Love

Warnings: SMUT!/18+/Sexual Themes/Pegging/Sub Echo/ Soft Dom Reader/Fluff

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Echo and you have decided to try something new. You've been talking about it for a while and now you're ready, everything is prepared. Echo is lying on his back in front of you. You kneel on a small stool on a cushion for your knees. You have the perfect height with your strap-on.

Echo is a bit nervous, but he trusts you and there is a certain anticipation. He is prepared and all lubed up, his cock already hard from your caresses. Your fingers gently glide over his thigh to his hard length and gently stroke it. Echo moans softly.

"Are you ready?"

He nods and says, "I think so."

"You know we can stop this at any time, you just have to tell me".

Again he nods.

"Then be a good boy for me now and relax" you say softly.

Echo takes a deep breath, at the same moment you place the strap-on on the tight ring of muscles between his butt cheeks. As you begin to exert pressure and slowly advance into the lubed hole, he moans softly.

You take your time, advancing inch by inch, pausing repeatedly to give him time to get used to it.

"Are you okay, Echo?"

A little breathlessly he says, "Everything's fine."

As you bottom out with the strap-on, he moans out and his hard cock twitches under your gently stroking fingers.

"All the way in," you say with a smile, "How does that feel?"

"Strangely intrusive, but in a good way. Is that how it feels to you during sex, when I'm inside you?"

"In a way. It feels as you say intrusive, but in a wonderfully overwhelming way, it feels very intimate and intense, a welcome intrusion so to speak"

You start to move and Echo curses softly, "Kriff"

The tip of his cock is leaking pre-cum. Echo's hands claw into the sheet as you gradually thrust into him faster and your hand grips his hard cock.

"Want me to fuck you, baby?" you ask him suggestively.

His cheeks are flushed, but he nods and says, "Don't hold back."

With a smile, you increase the pace and start pumping his cock in your hand while thrusting the dildo on your waist harness into him with a little more vigor than before.

His breathing is visibly getting heavier, his lips are slightly parted, sighs and moans come out of his mouth.

"Feels better than I thought it would" he admits breathlessly "Cyare, don't stop"

"Don't worry, I won't stop until you cum, I got you my love" you assure him.

It's a nice feeling to see him like this, in ecstasy as he enjoys your intimate care. Echo more than deserves to be cared for. He is always very generous and considerate as a lover and partner, you are only too happy to give him some back.

"You are doing so good my love" you coo to him "enjoy it".

His hard length pulses in your hand, with your other hand you gently grasp his balls, they are firm and tense, you know it won't last long. Echo begins to pant, his fingers digging even harder into the sheet.

"You must let me spoil you too," he presses out between two moans.

You smile and give him a more intense thrust with the strap-on. Echo gasps, his eyes rolling back.

"Focus on you now, on your pleasure, Echo, we'll have time for everything else later".

He nods and says breathlessly, "Anything you want, Mesh'la.... anything you want"

"Good," you coo suggestively, "Because I want you to cum, Echo, can you?"

"Oh kriff... yes, won't be long now," he presses out.

Your hand steadily pumps his cock as you continue to thrust into him with the strap-on. Watching him get carried away with your lovemaking makes your juices pool between your thighs, there are already drops of your arousal on the pillow beneath you and the wet spot continues to spread.

You'll be only too happy to accept his offer to return the favor later. His hips slightly buck up, his thighs are tense and trembling a bit.

"Cyare..." he groans out hoarsely.

"I know, that's good Echo, let go, I've got you".

A deep long drawn out shaky moan comes over his lips, his cock throbs in your hand, spurts a proper load, over your fingers and onto his toned belly. His seed is all warm.

You finally pause and grin at him.

"Well, how was that darling?" you want him to tell you.

He takes a deep breath, leans on his elbows and looks at you.

"Different, intense, good in a new, strange way. Thank you for being so considerate."

You laugh softly, "Echo, you are the most tender and considerate person I know, it's the least I can do for you"

You gently clean him up with a damp cloth before leaving his body and removing the harness. When you look back up, he's sitting upright on the bed and smirking at you, his cock still hard.

"There's something else you could do for me," he says suggestively.

"Oh yeah?"

He gently grabs your hands and pulls you toward him.

"Come here, sweetie, and sit on my lap, I'm not quite done yet".

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

I feel like Wrecker is the type of person to actually physically beat themselves up if they hurt someone they love

Like-

Wrecker: Who hurt you so I can squash them into jelly?

Tech: You

Wrecker: So be it.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

😤

Okay, there has been someone using my work, copying it with very slight changes. I'm not publicly calling you out yet, and considering you use my work you are probably following me, I guess you're going to see this. You better take down those copied works, or I will call you out publicly. I've seen it before, but these peeps at least tried to make changes and mix things up a little, but this is just audacious.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

25 Days of Life Day: Day 7 - Life Day Light Display with Echo

Warnings: Fluff

WC: 1.4K

A/N: I’m pretty sure this is the longest one I’ve written so far lol. I just really love this man 😭💚❤️💚

25 Days Of Life Day: Day 7 - Life Day Light Display With Echo

“GAH!” You mess with your hair one last time before deciding this is as good as it’s going to get.

Echo had finally asked you on a date after years of longing and stolen glances, so you were trying to look just right for him. It just felt like you were never going to reach a contentment with how you appear. Everything felt… too much or not enough. How were you supposed to dress for a date with someone you’ve been in love with for nearly ten years?

“What’s wrong?” Omega appears in the doorway of your fresher.

Since you’d all settled down aside from the occasional job, Cid allowed the guys to turn the upstairs of her bar into an apartment that you all lived in.

“Oh, nothing.” You lie, putting on a smile.

Omega rolls her eyes, clearly not believing you. “Is this about your date with Echo?”

“You know about that?” You ask, putting all your makeup back into your bag.

She sits on the edge of the tub, watching you with a smirk. “You do realize I’m not a little kid anymore, right?”

You chuckle and smile at the girl that you’ve known for five years now. Of course she wasn’t a little kid anymore. Her teenage years were arriving and she probably knew more about life stuff than you realized. You try to be there for her when she asks questions, whether it be about girl stuff or boys or really anything she needs. She’s like the little sister you never had.

“I’d go with the blue dress, by the way. Echo’s favorite color is blue.” She walks back into your room to grab your blue dress from the closet and brings it back to you. “And your hair looks good. Stop messing with it.”

You kiss her on the head with a grateful smile. “When did you get so wise?”

“Learned from the best.” She grins. “Have fun tonight!”

She walks out of your room, closing the door behind her so you can get ready. You quickly pull off your robe to put the dress on and go and do one last onceover before walking over to Echo’s room across the hall. With one last deep breath, you knock on the door a couple of times.

When Echo opens the door, you’re met with a wide smile and the kindest eyes you’ve ever seen. Immediately, your heart goes soft like it always does when you see him. He’s wearing a blue collared, button up and khakis and you just know that Omega had something to do with his outfit.

“Wow… you look beautiful…” Echo looks you up and down, struggling for words. “I mean, you always look beautiful. But wow…”

Warmness creeps into your face at the compliment. “Thank you. You look great, too.”

“You ready to go?” He offers his flesh arm and you nod, taking it.

“Have fun you two.” Hunter calls from the living room.

“But not too much fun!” Wrecker calls from the kitchen.

Echo rolls his eyes as he opens the front door so you two can leave. You can’t help but laugh. The support of all the Batchers means everything to you. You spent so much time worrying about whether or not they’d allow it or support it.

“They’re too much.” Echo shakes his head.

“Yeah, but they mean well.” You squeeze your hand over his as you lean into him while you walk toward wherever it is that Echo planned your date.

You walk in comfortable silence for a bit until you realize you’re headed to the park. The sun has finally set and you’re able to notice the Life Day light displays throughout the park.

“Oh wow!” You grin eagerly.

“You like it?” Echo walks toward a vendor stand selling hot cocoa and caf.

“I love it. I’ve never seen lights like this.” You tell him, unable to look away from all the lights.

“How many?” The vendor asks.

“Just one.” Echo holds up a finger.

You give him a curious look. “You don’t want one?”

“I thought it’d be more romantic if we shared? Unless you’re worried about germs?” He teases as he pays the vendor.

“I don’t mind your germs.” You laugh, rolling your eyes.

Echo chuckles and hands you the cup of cocoa and takes your hand. Looking down between you at your hands, you squeeze his hand and then look back up at him. Your hands fit together perfectly. He smiles down at you as if you’re somehow more to look at than the beautiful lights.

Echo leads you down the path where a tunnel of soft white lights starts you out. You look up at the arch and then through it at the lights at the end of it. Somehow in the last five years, you’d never seen this Life Day light display.

“My mother used to take me to Life Day light displays when I was a kid…” You tell Echo, handing him the cocoa. “She used to work a lot… but she always made time during the Life Day season to do fun things like this.”

Echo gives you a soft smile, encouraging you to continue as he takes a drink. He’s always been so patient with you.

“I always think of her during Life Day… It was easy to forget about during the war…” You tell him as he hands you back the cup. “But since the end of the war… It's like, I don’t want to forget anymore… I love celebrating with Omega, giving her the things that I had as a child… I love celebrating with you.”

You near the end of the light tunnel and are able to see all the light displays even clearer now. It really is beautiful and you couldn’t be more glad that this is where Echo took you for your first date.

“I love celebrating with you, too.” Echo admits. “I didn’t have things like this before… so it’s nice. Makes me feel like a regular person.”

“Well, you are now.” You grin.

“I suppose you’re right.” He nods like he’s remembering he’s no longer a soldier.

You look up toward the archway of lights, noticing the mistletoe and stop Echo. When he gives you a confused look, you point up.

“Oh-” He becomes flustered.

“If you don’t want-” You start to apologize, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, and start walking.

“Wait.” He grabs your hand and pulls you back toward him.

He grins down at you, wrapping his scomp arm around your lower back to pull you near and cups your face. It makes you happy knowing that he doesn’t mind touching you with it. You remember years back when the thought of you even touching it wasn’t an option. He’s come so far.

You both have.

“I’ve been wanting to do this every year for the last five years.” He chuckles.

He leans in toward you and you meet him halfway, eagerly. His lips are as soft as the first time you kissed a couple weeks ago and he tastes like the peppermint cocoa you’ve been drinking. It’s enough to make you a little dizzy, going warm and fuzzy all over. When he pulls away, he takes his time opening his eyes.

“Have I mentioned how much I love doing that?” He asks, softly.

“Have I mentioned how much I love you doing that as well?” You reach up to kiss him again.

“Photo?” A man with a camera comes up to ask you.

“Please.” Echo hands the man a credit and takes the cup of cocoa, sitting it down out of the way so he can pull you into his arms, dipping you as he kisses you.

The man snaps the photo and when Echo doesn’t pull away from you immediately, the man waits a moment before clearing his throat, awkwardly.

“Oh. Sorry.” Echo pulls you back up and takes the photo from the man, grinning down at it before showing you. “You look absolutely beautiful. I’ll never get over how lucky I am.”

“Stop.” You go warm in the face and take the photo from him to look at it.

The lights all around you shine around the two of you so perfectly and Echo is smiling into the kiss as you cup his cheek. It’s definitely going by your bedside when you get home.

“Let’s go look at some lights.” Echo hands you the drink from the ground again and takes your hand, kissing it before continuing down the path.

You’re pretty sure that your future with this man is even more bright than all of these lights combined.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

@kaminocasey your Cottage Series is some of the best work I’ve read on this app 🥹

The Cottage Part 5

Summary: Rex comes home to you. He finishes fixing up the speeder and you go for a ride.

Pairing: Rebels!Rex x Reader

WC: 2.2K

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Oral (M Receiving), fingering, sex in a speeder.

A/N: I've been very excited to finish this since I planned this out when I first starting planning the series in July. I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

The Cottage Masterlist

The morning light comes through your windows, stirring you from your sleep. You’re sore in the best ways from the night before and you can’t help but smile at the memory of your beautiful husband’s hands and mouth all over you.

You look at Rex, grateful for him being back in your arms, safe and sound, as he snores lightly, looking so peaceful. You would take the snoring over a quiet house anytime.

You roll over on your side and trace your fingers up his warm, freckled back. He barely moves, so you kiss his shoulder and down his back, moving to straddle his back. He starts to stir a little more, so you start to rub his back, working his stressed muscles. It was a long week for him so you know that he really needs this.

He moans softly as you dig your fingers in a little more.

“Good morning, my love.” You hum, smiling down at him.

“Good morning, cyare.” He groans.

“Feel good?” You ask him.

“Mmhmmmm…” He moans softly into his pillow.

Wanting to make him feel better, you move up to his shoulders, massaging them deeply and he groans so loudly, you’re almost sure that the whole bed rumbles with him and you can’t help but laugh. “Missed that laugh.” He smiles, sleepily.

“I missed you.” You murmur, leaning down to kiss his bearded cheek.

He pats your thigh and you move off of him, joining him at the head of the bed again. Immediately, he pulls you into his arms, spooning you so that he can bury his face in your neck, inhaling your scent.

You’ll never get over how sweet he is in the mornings, never grumpy or mean or rude. He has no idea but the first moment you ever saw him, he was treating an astromech droid like a good friend and you fell in love immediately. You consider yourself lucky that you get to experience such kindness.

“I missed you so much.” He murmurs. “I wanted nothing more than to come home to hold you.”

His lips brush over your neck and bare shoulders as his arms hold you firmly against his body. There would be no safer place for you than in these arms.

“Oh and guess what.”

“What’s that?” You smile.

“I found the last part I needed for the speeder.” He tells you, excitedly.

“Did you really? That’s great, love.” You lean back and kiss him on the cheek.

“Would you maybe want to sit out in the barn and read while I work on the speeder?” He asks.

It warms your heart to no end that he just wants you near him while he works on the speeder. You can do your thing while he does his.

“I’d love nothing more.” You agree.

Later that day after you get your showers and eat breakfast, you go sit out in the passenger seat of the speeder, reading while Rex works under the hood. It’s nice enough outside that you can bring your blanket and get comfy while he finishes putting the last part in.

“How’s your book?” He asks you, going over to the sink to wash his hands, meaning he was done.

“It’s really good.” You tell him, grinning, still warm in the face from the steamy scene you just read.

“Did you just read something sexy?” He wipes his hands and comes over to you, putting his hands on the edge of the speeder, leaning toward you.

You swallow and nod. “I did.”

“Good.” He winks and goes over to the driver side, getting in.

What did he mean by good? That mischievous wink meant he was up to something.

“Ready to see if it works?” He raises his eyebrows, clearly excited.

You nod, watching as he pushes the button once. The speeder rumbles and sputters a bit.

“Come on…” Rex pushes the button again.

The sputtering continues a little bit but eventually settles down as it starts.

“Yes!” Rex grins, patting the steering wheel. “I knew it would work!”

“I’m proud of you, love.” You lean over and kiss him on the cheek, putting your reader in the back seat with your blanket.

“Ready to take it for a test drive?” He asks you.

You nod, excited for him. He’d been working on this thing for so long.

Rex backs out of the barn and starts heading toward the beach. There were no people in your little cozy part of the planet. The closest town was miles upon miles away, so you didn’t have to worry about disturbing anyone. Some days it felt like the planet was yours and yours alone.

Rex starts gaining speed along the long stretch of beach and you can’t help but giggle, holding onto him. He’s grinning like a fool, clearly pleased with himself. He should be.

“So tell me about your book.” He slows down and insists, sliding his hand over your thigh, teasing the edge of your dress, pushing it up slightly.

Oh.

“Um… are you sure?” You look over at him.

“I’m sure.” He’s still looking at the stretch of beach in front of him.

“Well…” You’re suddenly over aware of how warm Rex’s skin is against yours. “It’s about a queen… who falls in love with the man who… guards her.”

Rex’s hand travels up ever so slightly. “Oh really? So like a knight in shining armor?”

“Yeah, kinda.” You smile. “I’ve been picturing more of a clone trooper in plastoid armor type. A certain clone trooper, in fact.”

He smirks, glancing at you. “Do you picture yourself as the queen?”

You get a little flustered, not wanting to come off as full of yourself. “I mean…”

“Good. You are one.” He squeezes your thigh. “Tell me more. About the part you were reading before we left.”

“Oh… um…” You go warm all over your body. “Are you sure you want to know?”

“Continue.” His grip on your thigh doesn’t let up.

“He finally told her he was in love with her and couldn’t live without her… and then they started getting… intimate.” You focus on his hand. “She took him to her bedroom and then made him get on his knees in front of her while she undressed.” His hand travels to your clothed warmth and you let out a soft gasp as his finger lightly grazes your folds.

“And?” He quirks an eyebrow.

You let out a soft sigh as he continues to tease you, causing a small damp spot to appear on your underwear.

“Once she has her dress off, he crawls to her and she lets him eat her out there on his knees as she stands above him.” You close your eyes, letting your head fall back slightly.

“And you liked him on his knees for her.” Rex speaks, his voice low.

“Mmhm… Made me think of you on your knees for me in the kitchen a couple weeks ago… before you had to leave.” You tell him.

“I did tell you that I’d gladly get on my knees for you again, didn’t I?” He reminds you.

You nod, opening your eyes to look at him to find that you’ve stopped on the beach and he’s looking at you like he can’t wait to have you and needs you now. You can’t wait either. You lean over, unbuttoning his pants.

“You sure?” He asks you.

“Very.” You hum.

He pushes the seat back some so you have more room and pulls his hardened length for you. You’re positive that you’ll never get over how perfect he is, how perfect your life is.

“In that case.” He smirks, guiding your head over his length.

Unable to wait any longer, you take him immediately in your mouth. His grip in your hair tightens instantly, gasping at the feeling. You’ve missed how your husband tastes on your tongue. You start bobbing your head on his length, running your tongue up and down the underside of him and teasing his head with the tip of your tongue.

He releases your hair and trails his hand down your back until he reaches your damp underwear, pulling them down to your knees that rest on the seat.

“Mm. I forget how wet you get with my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours.” He muses.

You let out a soft whimper around him and he chuckles.

“My pretty wife… so turned on pleasing her riduur.” He continues to tease your wet folds until you feel yourself dripping down your thighs. “Always so wet for me.”

You continue to bob your head up and down his length, taking him all the way down, to the back of your throat. The taste of precum coating your tongue perfectly. How was it possible to crave one person so much?

When Rex finally stops rubbing your lips, he slides a finger into you and you moan around him as he starts thrusting it into you. Wet sounds mix with the sounds of waves crashing.

“Look at that, getting the seats all wet after I worked so hard on it.” He tuts.

You hum around him as an apology and you think he understands because he pulls your underwear the rest of the way off, lifts your head off of him, and pulls you into his lap.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He assures you, kissing you.

Rex reaches around you to line himself up with your entrance, pushing up into you impatiently. With a sharp gasp that turns into a moan, you hide your face in the crook of his neck as you start to shamelessly ride your husband’s cock.

The feeling of fullness is something you always miss when he goes away. But now that he’s back, you’re sure he’s gonna keep you full of himself for the next week or two. Which is definitely something you don’t mind.

“Let me hear you, baby girl. I missed those pretty little whimpers.” He murmurs against your ear, grabbing your hips and grinding you on him so that you’re rocking back and forth on his cock.

You stop holding back the pathetic little whimpers that he’s missed so much and let your arousal take over, gripping his shoulders as you pull away to situate yourself so you can bounce on his cock.

“Let’s get rid of this.” Rex insists, taking your dress and pulling it up over your body, tossing it in the backseat.

Continuing to bounce on his length, he grips your ass, guiding you up and down on him perfectly, moaning for you.

“Need… more.” Your whimpers turn into begging for him and he gets a dark look in his eye as he pushes you on your back, pushing into you with more force.

“This what you want?” He grunts. “For me to take control and make you take more of me?”

“Please.” You let out a needy moan as he pushes into you with more and more force, the sound of his hips slamming against yours louder than the waves. “Please Rex…”

“Love the way you say my name.” He groans, crushing his lips to yours, clearly needing you just as bad as you needed him.

He lifts your leg, settling it over his hip so that he can reach deeper into you and instantly, your world comes crashing down around you as you cum for him. He continues to fuck you through your orgasm as his is nears as well.

“You wanna fill me up, daddy?” You smile up at him, finally finding your voice.

“Oh fuck.” He’s immediately thrown over his edge, filling you up so full that you know you’re probably leaking both your cum and his over the seat.

When he stops thrusting, he pants against you. “Sorry… that was… a lot.”

You can’t help but laugh as you pull him back to you so you can kiss him.

“You’re so cute.” You grin.

“Me?” He asks, confused.

“Yes, you.” You roll your eyes.

“I think you are.” He gently pulls out of you and grabs a towel that he’d tossed in the back seat at some point to help clean you up a bit and then the seat.

As you reach over the seat to grab your dress, Rex places a playful smack to your ass cheek and you can’t help but laugh, tugging your dress back on as he tucks himself away.

“I’m really proud of you for finishing the speeder.” You tell him, tucking yourself into his side.

“Thank you, cyare. That means a lot.” He wraps an arm around you and kisses you on the head, his beard tickling you.

Resting your head on his shoulder, you can’t help but thank the universe for bringing him back to you in one piece. This was the love of your life, your best friend, your entire galaxy.

“Thank you for coming home to me.” You tell him.

“I promised you I always would. I plan on keeping that promise.” He pulls you even closer into his side as he starts to head back toward the cottage. Toward home.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago