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starrylothcat · 9 months

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Hey hey! Love your writing!

I wanted to ask for some nsfw headcannons for Wolffe, Cody, and Rex. Where their F!Jedi reader keeps force projecting different sex scenes of them together during a briefing; with the boys trying to keep it together during the briefing and their reactions/what they say to her after.

I also just wanted to say, that you are one my favorite TCW/TBB writers on Tumblr!

Distractions - NSFW Headcanons with Cody, Wolffe, and Rex

Summary: You decide to spice up a pre-mission briefing meeting by projecting naughty visions to your clone, knowing you’ll pay for it later.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Absolute filth. Smut. No real plot. Dom vibes from Wolffe and Cody, slightly rough handling but everything consensual. Fingering, oral, PiV sex. Reader a Jedi, not described in detail.

Pairings: Cody x Fem!JediReader, Wolffe x Fem!JediReader, Rex x Fem!JediReader

WC: Around 2,000 total (bullet points)

A/N: Let me tell you, the squeal I squealed when I got this ask! Thank you for this filthy request, anon! And thank you for your even kinder comment, I was having some self-doubt in my writing lately and I’m glad that you are enjoying my silly little stories, it means a lot to me and I love writing for y’all!

This is pure smutty goodness below the cut, I hope it’s what you envisioned. I had fun writing this for sure! I kinda got carried away with Rex, oops. Enjoy! 💛

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💛 Cody 💛

He is a tough man to crack.

He’s always the Marshal Commander, taking his duties seriously on and off the battlefield.

You started innocently, visions of you kissing up and down his torso, slowly taking off his armor and blacks, fondling his cock, whispering how good of a girl you’ve been and that you’re ready to please your Commander in any way.

Cody didn’t even look at you, though you saw his hand twitch slightly at his side.

You smiled to yourself, projecting a more enticing scene into his mind.

This time, you were sucking his cock, his gloved hand wrapped in your hair, mumbling how amazing your lips felt around him, how much he was going to reward you later for being so good to him.

Still, nothing. Though his jaw seemed tense as he listened to Obi-Wan go over battle plans.

You knew you were playing a dangerous game, an exceedingly dangerous game, one that you will be thouroughly punished for later.

The thought shot a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, upping the ante again, needing him to crack.

The next image was of you, laying on his bunk, pleasuring yourself, two fingers deep inside your sopping pussy, your other hand pinching and tweaking your nipples writhing and moaning in pleasure, getting off completely fine without his assistance.

Since my Commander can’t be bothered to help me, I have to take matters into my own hands…

You held that teasing, lewd image in his mind, and you could almost feel the blade of his stare pierce straight through you as he finally made eye contact across the room.

It was a simple gesture that said so much, and you knew you had him.

After the meeting, you went straight to your personal quarters, knowing he wouldn’t be too far behind.

As your door hissed closed behind you, it was open again, and Cody had you pinned to a nearby wall so fast you barely had time to register what was happening.

Cody was deadly silent as he crushed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue clashing as his armored body pressed into your robed one.

You smirked against his lips as he pulled away for air, your lungs burning. “Cody-“

Cody growled as he flipped you around, your face pressed up agains the wall, tugging down your robes, revealing your ass to him and your glistening pussy.

He gave your ass a solid smack, his lips against your ear, heavy and commanding.

“You’re not getting away with this.”

You sighed in both pain and pleasure, hearing the clunk of his codpiece hitting the floor, his fingers gripping your ass hard as he rubbed his rigid cock at your entrance.

“Is this what you wanted?” He husked, “to be filled by your Commander? To beg for this cock? Oh, mesh’la, you’ll be begging.”

You let out a whine as he teased your dripping entrance with his cockhead, already thinking you maybe took it a little too far with your visions, knowing he was a man true to his word.

It was too late now.

“Cody, please, I need-“

Smack! Another slap to your ass, his other hand wandering between your folds.

“Only good, obedient girls get this cock. After that stunt in the comm room, you have a lot to make up for.“

He swiped a finger over your clit, causing you to cry out, your body twitching, unable to move much between the wall and his solid form behind you.

He roughly rubbed your clit, pushing two fingers into your entrance, immediately finding the spongy spot that made you see stars.

“You’re soaking, mesh’la, so needy for me.”

You could feel your release coming quickly, choking out his name as his other hand groped at your breast.

Cody knew you were close, feeling you tighten around him, your high pitched moans giving you away.

Cody removed his fingers right as you were about to reach your peak.

You whimpered, trying to lean back against him, desperate for your release, for anything.

Cody spun you around again, pressing his gloved fingers soaked with your juice to your lips.

“If you’re good, I’ll let you cum. You haven’t proved yourself to me, though. Now be a good girl, and clean me up.”

You licked his gloved fingers clean, tasting yourself and giving him a little show of what you could do with your tongue, if you let him.

Cody’s eyes darkened, slowly pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips to his fingers.

“On your knees, mesh’la. Like I said, you have a lot to make up for.”

🖤 Wolffe 🖤

The image you projected was absolutely filthy.

Your hands were pinned behind your back by his large hand, the other pressing between your shoulder blades keeping you down on the bed as he pounded into you from behind.

You were shamelessly moaning his name like a dirty Holofilm star, crying out for him to go harder, faster.

You stood at attention, casually glancing at him, noticing a bead of sweat forming at Wolffe’s temple.

You could sense he was trying his best not to leap over the holomap and ravage you in front of everyone.

You decided he had enough of the first fantasy, briefly closed your eyes, projecting another scene into his mind.

You were on your knees in front of him, your mouth open as he shoots ropes of cum all over your face, greedily lapping it up, kissing up and down his still-hard cock, begging for more.

Wolffe’s eyes flashed at you, his cybernetic eye and scar making him look more dangerous than usual, his eyes narrowing.

Got him.

You were enjoying watching him keep it together, a vein bulging at his forehead, his neck tense as he stood at attention, listening to Master Koon’s hologram.

You knew you were in for it after the meeting.

That was the entire point.

Wolffe was practically kicking down the door to your personal quarters after the meeting, pinning you to your bed, his mouth ravaging yours, moving down to suck and bite at your neck, hard.

He had your wrists held above your head with one hand, his grip like iron.

There was no escape.

“What was that?” He growled as he continued the assault on your neck, his hand tightening even more around your wrists that were wiggling to get free.

You whined as his hand that was digging into your waist moved under your robes, up toward your breasts.

“Answer me, mesh’la. Or you won’t get what you so obviously want.”

His gloved touch left a trail of fire on your skin, sending goosebumps across your body and a jolt of arousal straight to your pussy, your panties wet at the anticipation.

“You looked bored during the meeting.” You smirked at up at him, breathy pants leaving you as he touched you. “Thought you could use some entertainment.”

Wolffe’s gaze darkened at your teasing tone, the ghost of a smirk on his lips.

Without warning, he ripped open the front of your robes, yanking down your breast band.

You yelped as he attacked your breasts with this lips and teeth, leaving more marks for him to gently kiss over later when he was through with you.

“Do you want my cum, mesh’la? Is that what you want?” Wolffe grunted against your flushed skin as he switched to your other breast.

You gasped a yes, his teeth expertly nipping and tugging at your sensitive bud.

You writhed, your wrists still restrained above your head by his strong hand.

“I’ll fill your mouth to the brim, and you’ll swallow every drop, isn’t that right you filthy girl?”

You nodded, almost delirious just at his mouth on your nipples. He hadn’t even really started touching you yet.

“And then I’ll fill that pretty pussy of yours, but only if you behave. Will you behave for me?”

“Y-yes!” Your voice cracked, needing him to fuck you until you couldn’t remember your name.

“Yes…?” He stopped, his predatory gaze locking on you.

“Yes…Commander.”

“Good girl.”

Wolffe continued ravaging your breasts, your mewls filling the room.

“Please, I want your cock inside me, I want you to cum so deep inside me, Wolf-Commander. I’ll be good, I promise…”

Wolffe released your wrists, your hands finally free.

“You haven’t been good though, you knew that the second you invaded my mind with those visions.”

Wolffe sat up, and began removing his armor. You forgot it was even still on.

“I’ll make sure you’re properly punished for such distractions, and then I’ll decide when you’re ready for my cock.”

You shivered at his promise as he climbed over you, just in his blacks, the outline of his rigid cock straining against the fabric.

“I dunno, Commander. You seem to be all bark and no bite.” You teased, knowing you were getting yourself into even more trouble.

A dark chuckle reverberated in his chest, ripping your pants and panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.

Wolffe grasped your thighs, biting down into the soft flesh of your inner leg, earning a loud yelp from you as his tongue eased the first of many marks he will leave on your body.

“Be careful what you wish for, mesh’la.”

💙 Rex 💙

You had him sweating and fidgeting as Rex tried to keep a straight face in the briefing room.

Rex was attempting to listen to the mission report, but your vision in his mind was proving to be quite the distraction.

You were on his face, his hands grasping your thighs as he feasted on your pussy from below.

“Rex, oh kriff, more, please, I need your big cock, I want you to ruin me.”

Rex gave you a desperate look from across the room, slightly shaking his head.

You ignored his pleading glance, changing the vision.

Now, you were splayed out on his desk in his private Captain’s quarters, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you, your back arching as you rubbed your clit, cumming over and over again around him.

His desk was dripping with your juices, your breasts bouncing almost comically as you cried out his name, hamming up the vision to see Rex squirm.

Rex suddenly coughed, everyone in the room looking at him momentarily.

You rocked on your heels, hands behind your back, pretending to listen as the pre-mission brief continued, completely innocent.

Finally, the meeting ended.

You exited the room, Rex quickly walking past you.

“My office. Now.” He hissed quietly, before being called over by Anakin to discuss further plans.

When Rex opened the door to his office, you were sitting at his desk, waiting for him.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, General.” Rex strode up to you, placing his hands on his desk, leaning over toward you.

You loved it when he used his serious Captain voice on you.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Captain.”

“You know.” His voice dropped an octave, husky and gruff, just how you liked it.

“You’ll have to elaborate. I can’t read minds.”

Rex stood up straight, his expression unreadable. You continued to sit in his chair as he walked around the desk and over to you.

Rex leaned down again, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, caging you in.

For a moment, you thought he was actually upset with you. You felt guilty, maybe you did take it too far in the meeting.

You opened your mouth to apologize, but Rex spoke first.

“I think you can, mesh’la. How else would you know those visions are what I think about doing to you every waking moment?”

His lips were hovering centimeters from yours, a quiet gasp leaving your lips, your body quivering at his statement.

Oh, he liked it.

His breath fanned over your face, feeling your panties dampen, his usual soft eyes glazed over with lust.

You leaned forward to close the small distance, wanting to taste him, but he pulled away, avoiding your kiss.

“Mmm, mesh’la. You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” Rex purred in your ear, his gloved hand snaking up your neck, tilting your head to the side.

He placed a hot kiss right below your ear, lazily licking your neck.

“Rex…” you sighed, grasping at his shoulder pads, his teeth grazing your skin, his lips pressing to the side of your jaw.

“You want something from me?” He removed himself from you, kneeling between your legs.

“I’m not sure if you deserve it. I could write you up for what you did back there.”

Rex hooked his fingers under your pants, pulling them down your legs. You lifted your ass, helping him remove your lower clothes.

“Yeah? What would the report say?” You shuddered as Rex began lavishing your bare thighs, teeth and tongue sucking and nibbling as he slowly made his way up to your aching apex.

You could feel Rex smirk against your skin.

“My General coercing me into questionable situations. Inappropriate use of Jedi abilities.”

Rex stopped right at your core, aching and throbbing for him. You could feel his breath on your pussy, desperate now for any friction.

You let out a frustrated whine as Rex kissed your inner thigh, ignoring where you needed him most.

“Rex…”

“Patience, mesh’la. You need a lesson in discipline, it seems.”

Rex brushed his nose against your clit, your hips instinctually bucking up toward him, your hands grasping at his buzzed hair.

You groaned impatiently as he gently kissed your labia, touching you everywhere but your clit.

“You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” He rumbled into your core, a finger now teasing your entrance.

You panted, knowing you asked for this, that you deserved this, but you could still protest to his teasing.

“Captain, please…” You begged, shifting your hips, hoping he would press his finger knuckle deep inside you.

Rex continued to just tease your entrance with his finger tip, slowly circling, not quite pressing all the way inside.

“Kriff, you’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you on my desk? Do you want to cum over and over again on my cock?”

You nodded, heavy pants the only sound able to leave your lips as he finally pressed his finger inside.

“Use your words, is that what you want?”

Rex’s lips were brushing over your clit, the teasing almost too much.

“Y-yes! Please, Rex, I need you inside me!” Your words came out as a garbled cry as he suddenly sucked on your clit, adding a second finger to your pussy, stretching you so deliciously you thought you might cry, pleasure shooting up your spine.

And his cock wasn’t even inside you yet.

“You’ll get my cock, mesh’la, don’t worry. But first, I want you to cum just like this.” Rex added a third finger, his tongue and lips circling your clit, your vision white from the pleasure as you squirmed and writhed in his chair, totally at his mercy, your orgasm building quickly.

You came apart on his fingers, shaking and sobbing his name, pleasure coursing through you as Rex’s fingers and mouth worked you through your first orgasm.

“You’re so beautiful when you cum.” Rex’s pupils were blown with desire, licking his lips as he cleaned you up, his baritone voice was laden with desire, his control now gone.

You barely had time to come down from you high as Rex easily lifted you onto his desk, removing his codpiece in a flash, pulling down his blacks far enough for his flushed, dripping cock to spring free.

“And you’re going to cum again, and again, and again. Are you ready, mesh’la? This is what you asked for.”

Your answer was a cry of his name, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you, starting a devastating pace, fucking you exactly like you showed him in your vision.

Your last coherent thought before being so thoroughly fucked and blissed out by your Captain was that you should definitely tease him like this more often.

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doublebladedbitch · 3 months

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10 Reasons why I think tech is alive and well…and evil

1. The looks

Besides the similar front part of their helmets, their stances and movements show a resemblance.

2. Fight movements

Right when I saw this scene it felt familiar to me and then I remembered this very moment of season one. It’s the same attack…

If Tech was forced through the clone x/assassin program, he would’ve been robbed of most of his individuality, like fighting with two blasters for example, while clone x was shown fighting with all obvious choices of weapons of his 99 brothers : sniper rifle, knife and hand to hand combat. They also could’ve shown him with a usual blaster…

3. Relying on Technology

There were multiple moments where clone x checked on his arm data pad, even after it was broken after the building collapsed and his reinforcements had already arrived.

4. Voice / Noises

Sounds familiar? Tech is the only clone that has a visible British accent and there were definitely hints of that in clone x voice. Also the voice modulator seemed to be a little stronger than with the other clone assassins we’ve seen before, I wonder why…

And when you compare the grunts, they literally sound the same!

5. The height change

A few days into the third season of tbb Star Wars officially changed the height for tech and we all wondered why…. my theory is that they did that because tech's legs got injured after the fall and when the empire put him into the shadow assassin program his height went down to his new height.

Changed the height from 6’4 to 5’10

6. “But crosshair would know if it was tech”

Probably, but would he tell them? It took him a good while to tell anyone about the information he has gained in his imprisonment..he is still hiding things and if he knows I believe he doesn't want them to know, fearing they would try to get him back and he has realised that there is no chance to do so...the program these clones go through is so much stronger than what the inhibitor chip was.

Also this scene hits a lot different, if it's actually techimplicating this could be a reference to crosshair choosing to stay with the empire instead of the batch at the end of s1

There is also a scene in tantiss where he looks back at clone x...

7. THE PARALLELS

There were multiple parallels to significant moments and situations that

Tech went through.

- THE FALL sry to remind yall of plan 99, but clone x fell in that tower after crosshair shot his explosive and also in the waterfall fight.

- LIMPING after clone x got injured when the base collapsed, it was like the scenes in season 2 after a crate fell onto techs leg. Also important quote from this episode " I'm a survivor. Remember?"

8. This exact shot

the similarity of these specific shots is undeniable. And both when they come out of the water? Like?!

9. He’s too pretty to die

No but for real, storytelling wise IT HAS TO BE someone important.my other guesses are Cody, another 99 clone or (brace yourself) a clone of crosshair, like an evil twin

10. Maybe I just miss him

#bad batch #clone force 99 #tbb #sw tbb #tech #technology #bad batch season 3 #bad batch tech #tbb tech #tbb theory

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mamirhodessxox · 2 months

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Can you do dating Cody Rhodes headcanon pls?

Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader Headcanons

MDNI

Contents: Mentions of smut, Fluff, Alcohol, hints of violence (wwe), mentions of age gaps (LEGAL age gap, Reader is in her mid 20’s) oral sex & a size kink,

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Fluff

Codys love language is definitely acts of service & gift giving so whether you ask for it or not he’s always giving you gifts. Like a ridiculous amount. He can’t help it!! He’ll be at the store on his way home & sees something that reminds him of you so he gets it <3

The man is absolutely addicted to spending time with you, he doesn’t matter what you are doing he always wriggles himself into the current activity so he could be included, whether it’s cleaning, cooking, watching a show, he does not care

Cody is a Christmas lover, it’s all he thinks about, the minute November hits you’ll see him pulling decorations out of the garage & start setting up for the holidays.

He absolutely loves physical touch, if he’s cooking in the kitchen he 100% expects for you to be sitting all pretty on-top of the counter so when he has the chance he could stand in-between your legs and pull you into the warmest hug ever, if you two are in bed he holds you next to him no matter what, in public he refuses to let go of your hand and if he ever has to he literally becomes the biggest whiner over it.

Cody often makes jokes about your guy’s age difference since you’re in your mid 20’s and he’s in his late 30’s so anytime you catch an attitude you always hear him yell out from across the room “Well back in MYYY day..-“

Usually after his matches or promos at WWE your always waiting in his dressing room & help disinfecting any possible cuts that are on his face or arms even if they’re tiny cuts germs can always get into them & you did not need him getting wound infections

Cody loves going to the dog park with you & Pharaoh, he loves watching you play ball with the white furred husky & have a good time while he follows behind you. Sometimes you two just sit there in silence watching pharaoh have fun while you guys just enjoy each other’s company.

NSFW

He’s so open to trying new things especially when he knows he’d like some of the things he’d be willing to try, for example, You two tried out cock warning 1 TIME‼️ and now almost everyday he somehow fits time for you too just sit on his cock & watch you whine and pout when he refuses to give you any sort of friction.

Cody is a missionary man, he can do other things than missionary of course but he likes the intimacy, being ontop of you & putting his entire body weight on you as he’s quite literally balls deep inside of you & gets to see the facial expressions on your face when you cum really gets him off, knowing he’s pleasuring you & seeing it happen with just the way your face contorts & your body is convulsing is all he needs to make him cum. “I know baby, I know, it feels good doesn’t it? go on sweet girl cum for me, I know you can.”

He loves talking you through an orgasm, when he’s literally fucking you to the point of crying he’ll hold you close to him mid-fuck and remind you how good you’re taking his cock. “Y’doing so good for me princess, taking my fucking cock like the good little girl you are.”

In Cody’s eyes you’re a goddess to him. At first you think he’s just messing around when he acts obsessed with your body but you then realize he is dead serious. He’s obsessed with everything attached to you, he doesn’t USUALLY have overly rough sex with you unless he’s really eager, greedy or upset but MOST of the time he takes his sweet time to even fuck you, his hands get explorative he often leaves hickeys ontop of your breasts & then starts to eat you out & leave hickeys on your thighs & inner thighs before he actually gets to the point

Cody’s aware of the hand kink you have for him, he takes it to his advantage by keeping you full of his fingers “Yeah? Oh I know baby everything just feels so good that your so overwhelmed but aren’t you happy? Your pretty pussy is being fingered so fucking good.” He would shove his fingers in your mouth sometimes or even choke you the more you wanted his hands getting involved.

The man loves getting his dick sucked let’s be serious, but he loves it even more when he notices you literally get off on giving him a blowjob, if you ever acted up beforehand he would use that against you just as you start begging for him to use your mouth. “I don’t know baby do you think you deserve my dick? You know I don’t like brats that talk back and you were being a little bit of a brat today weren’t you?”

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whydontyousaeso · 4 months

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“Different type of anger.”

Cody Rhodes x Fem Reader

Type-SMUT!!!!! MINORS DNI‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Warnings- angry sex, hair pulling, cursing, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, name calling

A/n- thank you Rock and Roman for pissinf off Cody

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“I’ve got your stuff Cody, let’s go.”

You held onto your husbands arm and walked with him, clearly pissed off.

It’s always about the rock.

He pulled his arm away from your grip and wrapped his hand around your waist, holding hard.

He was too pissed off to talk, which was fine.

As you threw your things into the back of the car he slammed the door.

He was way more upset than you thought.

Rightfully so.

You slipped into the car and buckled up.

“Do you need me to drive codes?”

He shook his head and put the car in drive, placing his hand on your thigh and squeezing.

Tonight was gonna be rough.

The ride home was silent, nothing but anger filling the air.

As soon as you did get home Cody turned the car off and paused.

“Don’t worry about the stuff in the back, just get in there and go to the bedroom.”

You nodded and stared at his face.

His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were dark.

He’s always been so attractive when mad.

You slipped out of the car, following him to the door and letting him close it behind you.

You felt the way he was staring at you, it truly was like a predator following his prey.

As soon as you stepped in your bedroom he went for your neck, sucking and biting at it.

You moaned and leaned back into him, letting him remove clothing off your body.

He was always quick when he was mad, he knew what he wanted and he wasn’t gonna wait.

Soon you were wearing nothing but your bra and underwear, Cody was still dressed in his suit.

“Take the suit off?”

You mumbled, turning your head towards him.

“I’ll fuck you in this suit, I don’t care.”

He tossed you onto the bed, allowing you to crawl up close to the headboard.

The ache in between your legs was killing you, he couldn’t hurry up any quicker.

“On your stomach.”

You nodded and rolled over, gripping onto the bedsheets as you felt him get onto the bed.

He grabbed your hips harshly and pulled them up, literally ripping off your underwear to reveal your cunt to him.

“This is how wet you get when I get mad? “

He ran a finger down your slit, arching your back and moaning for him.

“You’re insane.”

You heard him unzip his pants and pull out his cock, feeling the tip of it tease your entrance.

“You think he’s better than me? Better than our family?”

You shook your head and moved your hips slightly.

“I can’t hear you,speak up baby”

He slammed into you, not giving you time to adjust.

As his hips moved against yours your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“I said speak up!”

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head up, leaning down to you.

“Do you think he’s better than me?”

“No sir! No sir! He isn’t I promise!”

“Yeah? What else?”

“Your so much better and-“

You cut yourself off with a scream, feeling him hit deeper and deeper with every thrust.

“Yeah, that’s it right. Sit here and take my cock like the good little slut you are.”

He leaned back up, speeding up with his pace.

He started mumbling to himself, making sure you could hear him.

“Stupid bitches, thinking they can control me and my wrestlemania moment. I have full control over this, if only they saw me now.”

Your stomach started tightening up, signaling the beginning of your orgasm.

One that probably wouldn’t be your only one tonight.

“Cody please let me cum please!!”

He laughed at you, gripping your hair tighter

“Already? Damn you’re needy aren’t you? Go on, show me what I’m in charge of”

Your hands gripped the bedsheets harder, your knuckles turning white.

You felt your mouth go slack, your vocal cords vibrating while you screamed out for him.

Your walls clenched around him as he drilled into you,

You quickly became out of breath, your juices spreading all over his pants.

You couldn’t see properly afterwards, tears clouding your vision.

He kept going though, giving you no time to recover.

He let you collapse, keeping both hands on your waist.

Not once did he miss a beat with the thrusts

Eventually he did let go of you

Only to take off his jacket and button up

As soon as those were off he flipped your body over, taking a moment to look at your disheveled state

You still were breathing heavily, and your body was glossed over with sweat and other sex liquids.

“If only they saw this.”

He ran one of his hands over your torso, causing you to shiver.

“They wouldn’t be saying shit about me.”

He opened your legs again, slamming into your cunt once more.

This time however he leaned forward and kissed you, falling into the missionary position.

His held your tear stained face with one hand and your leg in the other.

“You like it when I take my anger out on you doll?”

You nodded and moaned, all words leaving your brain.

You heard him start huffing as his thrust became more inconsistent

He was close, the same as you

You tried your best to ask to cum again, but once again your words failed you.

“Shhh it’s okay baby girl, let it go.”

That was all it took before you were a trembling shaking mess.

Your eyes shut tightly as the waves of pleasure washed over you.

All you could do to keep conscious was grab onto Cody

It didn’t take long for him to finish either after that, groaning in your ear and stuttering with his thrusts.

You felt him pull out finally and cum all over your stomach, his hot ropes matching your body temperature.

The both of you sat there for what felt like hours, catching your breath and coming down from the highs.

Eventually Cody sat up, kissing your cheek and rubbing your face.

“Want to take a shower dear?”

You shook your head

“I don’t think I could go for round three”

#wwe #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #fanfic #cody rhodes #wwe cody rhodes #cody rhodes x reader #cody rhodes fic

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sucker4colby · 11 months

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Jealous looks desperate on you

18+ Smut!!!!

Warning: smut 18+ Cussing, cheating ?

Summary: Colby gets jealous of your new boo so he takes matters into his own hands .

Word count: 2058

Pairing: Colby Brock x female reader

You gave Colby every opportunity in the book to ask you out, you hinted at it and even told him how you felt to which he responded with a simple “ thanks for letting me know”. Never in your life had you of wanted to curl up and die like you did in that moment. You really thought that there was something there and you had gotten your hopes up thinking he’d like you as much as you liked him.

Honestly you wouldn’t had cared had he of been any other guy but there was something about Colby that made it impossible to move on from him. After your confession you didn’t change your behavior around him but you decided to stop rejecting guys in hopes that something would become of you guys.

You guys were lounging around the house while everyone else was off doing their own thing having had a day off. He plopped down next to you on the giant bean bag you had lying around wrapping his arms around your midriff and snuggling his head into the crook of your neck. “Whacha doing” he asked closing his eyes as you patted his head. “Nothing” you mumbled dismissively as you texted Cody Christian an actor who was interested in you. You had met him at a couple events and after some time of flirting he asked you out and you had been on a couple of successful dates.

You didn’t want to comprare him and Colby since they were completely different people but he had been doing a great job of getting your mind off the blue eyed boy next to you. You had strong feelings for Colby but there was no way you’d sit around pondering if he returned those feelings. Why not give the green eyed actor a chance since he clearly couldn’t get enough of you.

Colby hummed looking up at your screen furrowing his eyebrows once he saw the excessive amount of red hearts on your screen. Jealousy and hurt clouding his judgment. Who the hell had taken your attention from him and was calling you the cringe worthy nickname “doll”?

He thought you were guys were hitting it off and it had not been long ago that you had just confessed your feelings for him. He was going to tell you he felt the same way but he didn’t know how to feeling nervous that you had changed your mind but now it seemed someone was trying to take you from him.

Deciding to steal your attention back to himself he layed a quick kiss on your cheek knowing that always made your cheeks turn red. To his surprise you gave him a quick smile barely acknowledging his display of affection before going back to your phone. That definitely bruised his ego but he was damned if someone else was going to make you blush like that.

He stood up from the beanbag but you hardly noticed until he snatched your phone and started running with it in hand. You were stunned at the sudden motion for a moment before jumping off and calling him out annoyed.

Acting like a child Colby ran around the house while turning your phone off and looking for a place to hide it All while dodging your roommates and trying to lose you. You called his name chasing him down rushing past an amused Jake who waved goodbye as he exited the house leaving you two alone.

He dropped the cellphone into a pot before running into the living room and plopping on the sofa like nothing had happened. Running in you glared at him sticking your hand out to which he high fives it acting like he didn’t know what you wanted. “ Colby give it back I need to respond to a message.” You whined leaning down to try to look behind his back. He laughed refusing to move as you pushed on his body. “ you’ve been on your phone all day, you haven’t even paid attention to me.” He told you grabbing a hold of your arms. “ it’s important.” You argued pulling on your hands but he was stronger and he pulled you into his lap causing you to blush at the close proximity. Feeling confident once more he grabbed your jaw making you look into his blue eyes.

“ Is he more important than me.” He asked scanning your face. He loved that he made you nervous, his heart raced at the sight of you gulping knowing he had you in the palm of his hand again. When you didn’t respond he leaned in closer to you causing your eyes to flutter shut. “ I asked you a question.” He muttered ghosting his lips over yours. You shook your head no nervously almost like you had lost your voice. Adjusting your position he moved your leg so you were straddling him keeping a hand wrapped around your thigh.

“ i want you to stop talking to him” he told you pulling you in closer by your waist. Snapping out of your trance you raised an eyebrow at him . “ why would I do that?” You asked tilting your head and wrapping your arms behind his neck. “ because I don’t like sharing.” He looked up at you holding your gaze. Leaning forward you brought your lips closer to his ear. “ you can’t share something that isn’t yours.” You whispered making sure to ghost your lips along his ear. The way your chest was leaning against his gave you the perfect opportunity to feel how his breathe hitched. “ I can change that.” He mumbled leaning his head back so you could continue ghosting your lips over his flustered skin. He closed his eyes overwhelmed with the way your fingers were teasing his hair, the way the soft skin of your thigh felt in his palm and the way your lips left a trail of warmth along his skin.

Humming in response you started leaving small kisses along his jaw towards his pink lips, you made sure to miss his lips making sure that he’d be the one to initiate your first kiss.

The thought of Cody popped into your head making you feel slightly guilty, he was great and he gave you everything Colby was scared to do but no one could compare to Colby, At the end of the day you’d always come back to Colby.

Getting fed up with your teasing Colby moved his head to connect your lips , moving his hand to pull your waist closer to him. Your lips moved aggressively against each other both your frustrations fueling the kiss.

Wanting to feel more Colby gripped your hip and rocked you against him causing a gasp to escape your lips, the sound traveling straight to his dick. You both moaned at the new sensation, your shorts shifting as you dry humped barely giving you an barriers , his hard member rubbing against your barely clothed core.

Colby pulled you back disconnecting your lips a whimper leaving your lips at the loss, he grabbed the hem of your shirt helping you pull it off before connecting his lips to your throat.

You rocked your body as he left dark purple marks along your neck. “Saying your not mine but these tell another story.” He mumbled against your skin moving down to kiss the swell of your breast. Lost in his touch you moaned not finding any words.

Moving your bra down to free your nipples he pinched at one pulling his face back to look at your face. “ you’re all mine.” He tugged , a gasp escaping your mouth. “ I want to hear you say it.” He demanded.

“ I’m all yours Colby.” You rushed out his hold on your sensitivity pebble starting to ache deliciously. He smirked smuggled “good girl” he praised connecting his mouth to your nipple to sooth the pain.

Closing your eyes at the pleasure you reached under you to rub his bulge through his shorts. Once he was hard enough you pulled his member out with his help. Pumping the smooth skin with your hand you ran your thumb over the tip spreading his precum. Desperate to feel his thick member stretch you out you pulled your shorts and underwear to the side aligning your entrance with the throbbing tip.

Teasing yourself to spread your wetness you moaned at the feeling gently pushing down on it.

He let go off your swollen buds letting his head fall back eyes closed with a moan placing his hands on your ass encouraging you to ride him. “You feel so good baby girl.” He groaned as you picked up your pace the sound of your wetness and skin slapping filled the air.

You clenched your eyes panting at the feeling of him filling you up, your pussy tightening around him. “ good job mamas just like that.” He whimpered feeling himself coming close, his thighs tensing at the familiar feeling in his stomach. Wanting you to finish as well he brought his thumb down to play with your clit making your body shake at the overwhelming feeling. “ Colby I’m close.” You sobbed losing your pace. He grabbed your hips lifting you up a bit before slamming you back down helping your momentum. He hit a new depth causing stars to fill your vision. You cried as the tension in your lower belly snapped your orgasm making your body tense up. Colby closed his eyes his orgasm coming as well, his seed shooting up into you mixing with yours.

You sat on his lap both of you panting trying to regain your breathe. Opening your eyes they met Colby’s blue one causing a breathy laugh to fall out of both your lips. He smiled dreamily at you bringing your bra strap back over your shoulder and helping you adjust your bra. “ I told you I could change that.” He joked making you scoff, you went to get off him but he grabbed your waist helping you. “ wait here I’ll go get you a towel” he told you getting up and running up the stairs after adjusting himself.

You closed your eyes disappointed that you feel back into his control so easily, he didn’t take you seriously and now you had to look at Cody and know you fucked the person you love behind his back.

Colby came back down with a new pair of underwear and shorts from your room along with a damp towel, you reached forward to grab the items but he snatched them back pushing you back down. “ I got it.” He mumbled getting on one knee to clean you up causing you to scrunch up your eyebrows. “Colby what are you doing?.” You stopped his hand that was rubbing the towel along your thighs.

He took a deep breathe knowing this was his one chance at keeping you. “ I’m taking care of you, the way you deserve, you deserve the best and I want to be that for you.” He smiled softly at you helping you out of your soaked shorts and underwear helping you out on the clean ones he brought in.

“Let me be that for you. Don’t go back to him and stay with me.” He pleaded pulling you to your feet, You stumbled your legs still sore from a few minutes ago “Colby” you gasped grabbing his waist to steady yourself. “ please.” He whispered bringing your hands up to his lips placing a gentle kiss on your palms.

You’re heart was pounding hard in your chest, shocked that he was pleading to me with you now. The petty side of you wanted to make him beg but you wanted nothing more than to be able to be wrapped up in his arms like you currently were. You were hoping karma wouldn’t come back and bite you in the ass for what you were about to do.

“Jealousy looks desperate on you,” you teased leaning up to connect your lips. Colby let out a sigh of relief returning your kiss glad that your heart still belonged him. “Let’s go get my girl some food.” He said grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door. You let out a laugh at the new title, dropping Cody would be hard but worth it as long as Colby was calling you his girl.

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secondratefiction · 6 months

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Silly headcanon question: which clones do you think are the cutest first thing in the morning? Which ones are grumpy? Would this change when they wake up with their SO or would SO understand and make caf to help them get less grump?

Ok, I think I went a little overboard... let's break this down into a couple different categories:

Cute, early risers:

Rex - man's got lots of things to do and chaos to try and manage. He usually hits the ground running, and is the one making other people their caf

Cody - again, another one of those 'places to go, things to do', always busy types. He pretty much taught Rex everything he knows

Cute, but disoriented:

Fives - The amount of times this man has tripped over himself trying to get up and out of his bunk... There's a couple minutes of slight bewilderment and trying to remember who and where he is, but then he usually up and ready for whatever he's getting himself into today.

Wrecker - big boi is a solid sleeper that can and will fall asleep anywhere and sleep through anything. He doesn't wake up easy, but he does wake up in a good mood at least.

Adorably and endearingly grumpy:

Tech - did he just wake up, or is he coming off of his third all-nighter in a row? There's really no way too tell because whether it's been a 20 minute power nap, or a 20 hour black out, either way Tech wakes up like he's not sure what year it is, and absolutely prepared to claw someone's eyes out to get to a caf machine

Echo - granted, he's usually low-key grumpy on a regular basis because unfortunately he keeps getting attached to idiots with no sense of self preservation or common sense, but it always seems like no matter how much sleep he does manage to get, it's never enough. He just wants to be able to drink one cup of caf while it's still warm before he starts getting pulled in twelve deferent directions (#momproblems)

Hunter - in a pretty similar boat to Echo with the added bonus of waking up already over stimulated. Don't get him wrong, man loves his brothers (and his daughter) but it is 0600, and his eye is already twitching. It is too early for any of y'all to be this dang loud.

Grumpy and annoyed until fully awake:

Crosshair - usually there is an underlying hint of playfulness to his hostility - kind of like a grumpy old cat... Not right now. He's liable to actually stab someone until he's had some time and at minimum one cup of caf.

Wolffe - again, man is usually kind of grumpy by default. Now we just have the added bonus of 'not a functional human being... yet'. He will come around, he's just going hit anyone who tries to speak to him before that with a glare that's going to make them shrivel up and die a little inside. Don't hold it against him though, man doesn't even have the energy to roll his eyes yet.

#star wars #clone wars #captain rex #commander cody #arc trooper fives #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #arc trooper echo #tbb echo #sargent hunter #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #commander wolffe #clone headcanons #headcanons #requests #all clone bois are good bois

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jedi-hawkins · 15 days

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Flowers for the Doctor

The Clones all deserve flowers! Or maybe they think you deserve flowers 😉 Either way, love is in bloom this week for the Clone Flowers Fic Event!

Throughout this week, May 20th-25th, certain participants will be posting their own fics of Clones and different flower themes that were selected! The participants as well as the Clones and flowers they will be writing for are listed below and links to each fic will be added as they are posted! 💐 Follow the tag #cloneflowerficevent to see them all as they come!!

Event Masterlist

@arctrooper69 - Tup, Rex, Gregor

@photogirl894 - Hunter, Wrecker, Fives

@nahoney22 - Fox, Tech

@totallyunidentified - 99, Cody

@dragonrider9905 - Hardcase

@l-lend - Wolffe

@moonstrider9904 - Howzer

@eyecandyeoz - Waxer

Make sure to go check out their entries too, we'll be posting throughout the week!

Pairing: Kix x f!reader

Chosen Flower: St. John's Wort

Word count: 3.8k

Rating: PG-13

Warnings/Notes: Medical terminology, pandemic, sickness and death, brief suggestive content, friends to lovers

Beta-read by @anxiouspineapple99

The helmet of your hazmat suit hisses as you release the seal. A deep sigh passes your lips as you step out of your suit and hang it on the rack for decontamination. When you open the door to the decontam stalls, the creak echoes around the tiled room.

'Damn. All this and we can’t even get some WD-40 on the hinges?' You think to yourself before stripping down to your skivvies and stepping under one of the spouts. The doors from the infectious disease ward open again and a friendly face steps in.

“Kix.”

He smiles at you as he strips down to his briefs and steps under a spout. “Long day, Doc?”

You can’t even muster a reply as you close your eyes and hit the red button in front of you. For just a single moment, the rest of the hospital fades away with the roar of the sonic waves washing over you, and then it’s over.

“That good, huh?” Kix notes your response, or lack thereof.

You shake your head, trying to keep it together. “I’ve had better.”

Kix holds the door to the locker room open for you as you step through. “At least you don’t have to wear the clone kit all day.” He says, tossing you a pair of clean blacks from the cabinet. “On the battlefield it’s great, but here I bump around like a pinball. I’m lucky if I can make it through the day without breaking anything.” He jokes, trying to lighten the mood.

The corner of your mouth does twitch a little. “I don’t know.” You respond, “I’ve always thought I looked like a hutt in those hazmat suits, and the gloves are so annoying.”

“Dinner?” Kix simply asks.

“Please.”

He leads the way to the hospital cantina. You met Kix just a couple weeks ago, but the two of you had become fast friends. He was a clone medic, sent to your planet to help in one of the hundreds of makeshift ‘hospitals’ that had popped up in the wake of a pandemic. This particular hospital was housed in an academic campus, shut down because of the spreading illness.

Normally, you were the second in command in the biggest hospital in the planet’s capital, but for the past month your days consisted of random converted buildings, biohazard suits, and patients you felt like you couldn’t do anything for. At the end of the day, you were thankful Kix had been stationed at your hospital.

Though you two were usually preoccupied with your own patients throughout the day, the pair of you could usually be found together on your breaks. It felt like Kix truly saw you and your struggle. Sure, the hospital Medical Director was the top dog, calling the shots, but you were the one in the trenches of the Infectious Disease Ward every day.

This pandemic was an enigma that you just couldn’t figure out. It should have just been the normal yearly wave of Wet Lung, easily managed by some general antibios, but those didn’t work. Then your Medical Director ordered you to move up to more aggressive drugs, so you did. Before you knew it, your patients were on IV drips of the most aggressive antibio cocktail you could think of.

And they still weren’t getting better, in fact, they were getting worse. You’d already lost a number of patients to sepsis, blood poisoning, and the other hospitals across the planet were facing the same issues. As far as you knew, any person that had caught this mysterious strain of Wet Lung were either dead or dying and there was nothing you could do about it.

You nearly bump into Kix when he stops to open the cantina door.

“Coruscant to Doc, are you okay?” He asks, guiding you through the door with a hand on your lower back.

You shake your head, trying to clear it. “Yeah, Kix. Just a long shift, you know?”

He squeezes your shoulder before grabbing a tray and heading to the serving line. Even though the Republic had brought the war to your Planet a few months ago, you had to admit their support was needed for this pandemic. And nobody knows how to feed the masses quite like the GAR.

Kix immediately starts eating when you two sit down, he told you about one of his brothers, Fives: 'If you didn’t eat quickly around him, he’d swipe the rest of your rations.'

You just can’t bring yourself to eat, instead you just chase a few peas around your tray. Of course, Kix notices.

“Jahaal'got.” He says, using your nickname to grab your attention. “Come on. Talk. It wasn’t just a long day.”

You avoid his eyes, the words getting stuck in your throat. You’ve lost patients before, multiple in one day even, so why was today crushing you so badly?

Kix sets down his fork and reaches across the table to gently grasp your chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to look at him. “How many did you lose today?”

You take a deep breath, “Twelve, eight more deteriorating. I just… I don’t get it, Kix. What are we missing? The drugs aren’t working, they keep going septic before we can catch it, and those that haven’t progressed to sepsis are dying to the Wet Lung.”

Kix stops your rambling by taking both your hands in his. “You remember what your nickname means, right?”

You should be able to remember, but your mind has been so overworked, it doesn’t come to you. “I, uh… something about medicine?”

“Jahaal’got.” Kix repeats it. “It’s the mando term meaning 'good for health', because that’s what you are. You’re doing everything you can, and that’s all you can do.”

You nod, closing your eyes and rolling your head to try to release the tension in your shoulders.

“You’re off tonight, right?” Kix asks.

“No,” you shake your head. “I picked up the night shift, I have to be here.”

Kix scoffs at you. “Are you serious? What, you’re just going to sleep on the hospital floor forever?”

“Not forever.” You protest. “Just until this blows over.”

“This pandemic or the war?”

You meet his eyes, and a knowing look passes between you. After meeting him, you had discussed sending in an application to become a civilian medic for the GAR.

“Well, we have an hour before the night shift starts.” Kix says, standing up and taking your tray. “Why don’t we go for a walk and then try again at this ‘food’ thing before going back to work?”

Your brow furrows at his remark, “But you-”

“Will also be working the night shift, so it seems.” He cuts you off. He shifts both trays into one hand and holds his other out to help you out of your seat.

Kix leads the way, dropping the trays in the wash basin on the way out of the cantina. Outside, the sun is beginning to set, painting the sky with shades of orange, pinks and purples.

The two of you walk through the academic campus, chatting about nothing in particular. Kix asks you a few questions here and there about the buildings you all pass. Though it’s been a few years, you tell him what you remember about studying here.

“It’s a shame all the students had to be sent home.” You remark as you step into the university greenhouses.

Kix nods his agreement. “What is this place?” He asks, looking around.

“The campus greenhouses, they're shared by a few departments.” You explain. “Biology, horticulture, environmental studies, and engineering to name a few.”

“I’m surprised everything is still alive, don’t plants take some maintenance?”

“Well, the greenhouse forms a pretty self-sustaining environment. I remember the medical students coming in here a couple times.”

Kix tilts his head at you. “What would medical students study in here?”

“Well,” you shrug, “There are quite a few medicinal plants native to this planet. Though they aren’t quite as effective as modern medicine, they can still be used for daily management or as an additional treatment.”

The two of you weave through the greenhouse aisles for a few more minutes before you notice Kix has lagged behind. When you turn around to find him, you notice he’s hiding something behind his back.

Your eyes narrow. “What do you have there, Kix? It’s not a bug, is it? That was only funny the first time.”

He chuckles, “Haha, no. I promise it’s not. Here, one last thing to brighten your day.”

You freeze when you notice what he has in his hand.

Kix notices your expression at the small yellow flowers he’s holding out to you. “What, are they poisonous or something?” He asks hesitantly.

“No,” you shake your head smiling as you take them from him. “It’s just funny, those are St. John’s Worts.”

“Weird name.”

“It’s from local mythology.” You explain. “The flowers tend to bloom on the summer solstice, which is dedicated to their namesake.”

Kix looks from you to the flowers and gently picks a few more sprigs from the nearby planter, tucking them behind your ear. “They’re pretty, like something else I’m looking at.”

His words make you smile, but you playfully swat at his arm. “Oh stop it. I know I look like hell.”

“You look better than anyone else would after nearly a month of non-stop work in an infectious disease ward.” He responds.

“Thanks Kix.” You say, hoping that your sincerity projects. Before you know it, you’re throwing your arms around his neck.

Kix falters, but only for a second. You feel his arms wrap around you, strong and steady, just like him. Just like he has been for you the past few weeks. Maybe it was his clone conditioning, or maybe it was just him, but he seemed so unshakeable and he always knew what to say.

He doesn’t relax until you do, but his hands remain on your hips, his eyes darting across your face, trying to read your thoughts. One of your hands rests on his chest, the other still on his shoulder. You won’t deny how drawn you are to him. Though you hoped for the end of this mystery illness plaguing your planet, it stung that it’s end meant saying goodbye to Kix.

Kix is shifting. ‘He’s leaning in, why is he leaning in?’

You move as well, but the moment is shattered when your foreheads bump into each other.

Kix lets go of you completely and takes a step back, color spreading across his cheeks.

“I uhhh…” He tries to find the words, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Uh, it’s fine.” You stammer. “You’re fi- we’re fine.” A giggle slips past your lips at the awkwardness.

Kix breaks into some nervous laughter as well before readjusting some of the yellow flowers in your hair. “Tell me about them.”

You smile at him. “Well, they’re perennials, meaning they come back every year, they don’t need to be replanted. Although the flowers are yellow, they’ll stain your fingers red when you crush them. They’ve been shown to have some antidepressant properties as well as anti-inflammatory benefits, but you need to be careful when combining them with modern drugs.”

You notice Kix’s soft expression as he listens to you.

“It’s been shown that St. John’s Wort has antibio and antiviral properties as we-'' Your heart stops. “Kix.”

“What?”

“Kix, that’s it,” you repeat. “That’s why we keep losing them. We’ve been treating this Wet Lung with antibios, but those aren’t working because it’s not bacterial.”

Kix’s mouth drops open and he says the words at the same time as you. “It’s viral.”

You can see the thoughts tumbling in his head. “And because we advanced to use the system-wide drugs, the patient’s are too weak to fight the virus, triggering the sepsis.” He stammers out. “But, wait, that can’t be right. How can it be viral? There’s never been a case of viral Wet lung reported on this planet.”

Your feet move automatically as you start pacing. “‘There’s always a patient zero. Normal trade is scanned and sanitized.” You stop. “The troopers.”

Kix’s brow furrows. “No, we're vaccinated.”

“Yes, but vaccines aren’t a foolproof plan, with a mutated strain it might present as a mild cold, or not even show symptoms, especially since you all are engineered to have a more robust immune system.” You say, your brain moving a klick a minute. “Where were you all stationed before being deployed here?”

“Most of the 501st was on shore leave on Coruscant.” Kix replies, shaking his head. “The Carnivore and Execute Battalions… They were on Rhodia and transferred directly here for the occupation.”

His eyes widen and he grabs your wrist without another word.

“Kix? Kix!” You shout as he drags you through the campus back towards the hospital. “Why is it so important that you were on Rhodia?”

“Rhodia is one of the native planets for viral strains of Wet Lung.” He pants. “The Rhodians are largely immune, but some mutated strains survive. You were right, we had a couple troopers reporting colds when they transferred.”

The doors to the Infectious Disease Ward bang open and Kix finally lets go of your wrist, giving you a moment to breathe.

“Like you said, the troopers, we’re engineered to have stronger immune systems and we’re vaccinated.” He continues. “The population here…”

“We never have.” You finish his sentence. “We don’t have any kind of immunity. Combined with your theory that it’s a mutated strain and the antibios we’ve given them, it’s no wonder-”

“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?”

The two of you turn and see the Medical Director storming down the nearby hallway.

Kix steps partially in front of you and stands at attention. “I’m sorry sir, but we-”

“I don’t care what you two were doing!” The Director booms. “You bursting in here is no excuse.”

You slowly step out from behind Kix. “Please, sir. We think we’ve figured out this pandemic.”

“I don’t know who you think you are, but I’m in charge here.” The Director says, his eyes narrowing.

Instead of bowing away as usual, you stand your ground. “I am just as qualified as you, if not more. I'm the one that's been running this ward while you sit in your office. I graduated from this very campus, top of my class and I’m the second in command at the Capital Hospital. This disease we’re dealing with, it has to be viral.”

Your Medical Director looks you up and down, pausing at the yellow flowers in your hair. “There has never been a case of viral Wet Lung reported on this planet. The antibios always work. We just need to find the right combination of meds.”

“Sir, you need to listen.” You insist. “I know we’ve always treated Wet Lung with antibios, but look,” You wave your arm at the ward behind him. “Every single patient that’s come in is either still sick or has progressed to sepsis. The other hospitals are reporting the same.”

Kix puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. “She’s right, sir. Strains of viral Wet Lung are common in other systems. We had a couple battalions transfer here from one of those systems, Rhodia. It’s likely some of our troopers were carriers for a mutated variant and brought it here.”

You pick up where Kix left off. “Even though our population doesn’t have any innate immunity, a fair amount of people probably could have ridden out the virus if we hadn’t given them those antibios.” You bite your lip before continuing. “Those drugs are effective, but in a patient with no bacterial infection, all it would do is compromise their system. They can’t fight the virus, and they progress to sepsis. Only we’re not catching it before it kills them because the Wet Lung is masking the sepsis symptoms.”

You try to stop the words from spilling over your lips but in a last desperate plea for your officer to understand, it slips out.

"We’re killing them."

Kix’s hand squeezes firmly on your shoulder as you let out a choked sob. Your medical officer looks at you curiously, you’ve always been so level headed and sure footed.

The Director crosses his arms. "So you’re telling me to take them off the drugs and do nothing. You do know that’s how we treat viruses, right?"

You lock eyes with him. “That’s exactly what I’m saying. We need to give them supportive treatment; fluids, steroids, pain medication. We can try some antivirals to weaken the Wet Lung strain, but the patients will have to fight it off on their own. All we can do is give them the best chance possible.”

Your director looks you up and down before letting out a little ‘hm.’ He glances behind him to the infectious disease ward and back to you. “I will not take responsibility when this goes wrong. Looks like we’re taking your direction now, Doctor.”

Under your instruction, all of the patients in the ward are removed off the antibio cocktail. Much to your Medical Director's annoyance, the death rate begins to improve. You sent word to the other hospitals caring for pandemic patients and they saw similar results. It’s a slow process, and Kix stays by your side every step of the way. The day you discharged your first survivor, you cried. You both did, actually.

It takes a few more weeks, some patients are touch and go. There were still a few deaths, and Kix held you as you cried for them. Then came the day that you got the news. Your patient numbers had reduced so much your little makeshift hospital was going to be closed, and you were being sent back to the Capital Hospital with a new position, no less. Your remaining patients would be transferred along with you and the University was going to be reopened.

And yet, you weren’t quite happy. Sure you’d basically saved your planet’s population from facing extinction, but you couldn’t revel in it knowing that a certain someone was going to be shipped out.

“The campaign here is over.” Kix had explained. “And with the pandemic contained, there’s no reason for the medics to stay behind.”

The 501st was being sent to Ryloth. You knew there was a crisis brewing there, and you were proud that you knew some of the brave men going to help there, but it still stung. It stung the same as your eyes did as you stand on the landing platform, waiting for someone to come say goodbye.

“There you are.” He says, walking up behind you.

You sniff slightly, trying to keep tears from pricking at your eyes. “Here I am.”

You hear a bit of laughter and you notice a group of clone troopers in blue armor across the landing platform that seem very interested in the two of you.

“Don’t pay attention to them.” Kix says, moving in front of you to block them from view. “Brothers…” He mumbles.

“I get it.” You say, searching his face, what for you’re not quite sure.

Kix reaches for a pouch on his belt. “I- I have something for you.” He says, sheepishly pressing a box into your hands.

Looking down you realize it’s a jewelry box. Gently you open the lid and gasp at the sight of what lays inside. Strung on a delicate chain is a single golden pendant of a flower. The same flower that Kix had tucked into your hair all those weeks ago. The same flower that led to the salvation of your planet.

“Kix… I don’t know what to say.” You stammer.

“Don’t say anything,” he says sweetly. “Just turn around for me.”

He takes the necklace from the box and gently brushes your hair out of the way before clasping the chain around your neck. Turning back around you can only shake your head and smile at him.

“I have something for you too.” You say.

Kix looks at you a little puzzled, he hadn’t seen you holding anything.

“They’re naming the new wing of the hospital after you.” You explain. “It’ll be like you’re always here. No one will forget what you did for us, for me.”

Kix gingerly cups your cheek with one hand. “It was an honor and a privilege.”

He’s leaning in again.

This time your lips connect and the landing platform melts away. There’s nothing but him. Him and you.

Of course your heart has to ruin it as it sinks with the returning thought that he’s literally about to leave and never come back. You break the kiss, but he keeps your foreheads pressed together.

“What is it?” He breathes.

You can’t help but scoff. “You’re leaving and we’re kissing. I doubt the GAR will give you much time for visits.”

“Hey,” Kix says gently holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger. “It’s like you said, I’ll always be here, jahaal'got. I will admit I should’ve kissed you sooner.”

“Hey lovebird! It’s time to go!” One of his brothers shouts.

That manages to get a laugh out of the two of you.

“I think you have to go.” You mutter.

Kix lets you go and takes a step back. “There’s one more thing, but it’s waiting in your office.”

He turns to leave, but you reach out and grab his bracer. “Kix. Thank you. For everything.”

With a smile, he leans in to peck you on the cheek before turning and jogging over to the shuttle where his brothers are waiting.

A grin spreads across your face when you see one with shoulder pauldrons wrap his arm around Kix’s neck to give him a noogie, while another with a top knot of hair claps him on the back.

The sun is setting by the time you get back to your office. The door slides open with a gentle woosh. It’s a nice space, though somewhat empty as you have yet to move most of your stuff over from your old office. On your desk is a vase of small yellow flowers. You find yourself shaking your head again as you walk closer.

Kix… when will he stop absolutely melting your heart?

When you didn't think he could surprise you any more, you realize the flowers in the vase are ceramic. Tucked in between some of the delicate blooms is a notecard. You instantly recognize Kix’s swooping handwriting.

‘I think I need to make an appointment with the Doc, I seem to have been bitten by the love bug. (augh, that was awful, Jesse told me it would be good) I hope you like these, you deserve real ones, but had a local artist make them for you since I won’t be around to make sure real ones never wilt. I’ll see you soon, jahaal'got, on my next shore leave.’

Also Happy Birthday @arctrooper69! (today, May 20th)

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