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Handcuffs - Rex x F!Reader - NSFW

Summary: You had a plan. A plan to welcome your trooper home. And it involved handcuffs.

Characters: Rex, Anakin being a little shit

Pairing: Rex x F!Reader

Word Count: 9,258

Warnings: handcuffs, oral (male receiving), riding, PinV sex, fluff and smut, they're both saps for each other.

Author's Note: I'm really unsure about this one, I hope I captured Rex right, I always find it so difficult to write for him and I have no idea why. That said, I wrote nearly 10k words for him, what am I going to do?

You couldn’t wait any longer. The day had finally arrived. Your trooper was finally on shore leave and was back home with you on Coruscant. Well he would be if the kriffing transport was running on time. There was always a commotion in the hangar, and you were glad to be tucked out of the way of everybody rushing around you completing their work. All you could focus on at the moment was your Captain. You haven’t seen him in nearly 70 rotations. Being General Skywalker’s right hand man had it’s downsides, Rex was always in demand and often accompanied his General in most of his harebrained schemes. You were immensely proud of Rex, but it didn’t stop the worry that coursed through you every time you kissed him goodbye. It would only be relieved when he was back in the safety of your arms.

There was a commotion just up ahead, and you watched as the flight navigation troopers guided the transport ships into the hangar, ready for the men to be offloaded and begin their shore leave. You could feel the excitement reach a crescendo as you were finally going to be able to see Rex again after so long. You wondered if he had changed at all. From the holocalls you were able to receive from him, he appeared just like he normally did, if not exhausted and stressed. You hoped that he remained mostly safe while out on the battlefield.

As soon as the doors of the LAATies opened, there was an outpouring of blue and you struggled to find the distinct jaig eyes amongst all the armour of his brothers. Where was Rex? You hoped he wasn’t still on the cruiser, finishing up work or in meetings with Skywalker.

Just when you were about to comm Rex and ask him where he was or to meet back at your place as soon as he was finished; two strong arms wrapped around your middle and lifted you into the air. You’re spun around, hard plastoid digging into you but you don’t care as you let out a joyful laugh. There was only one person brave enough to greet you in such a way and not fear the repercussions of it. Gently, you’re lowered to the ground and strong hands land on your hips, pulling you towards him. It’s Rex. Of course it’s Rex.

“Hey, I’m so glad you’re here!” you greeted, pulling him into a tight hug and closing your eyes as you take in his scent. It’s a mixture of burnt plasma, smoke and cedar. It shouldn’t smell as good as it does, but well, it’s Rex. He could smell like a battlefield for all you cared, just as long as he was here.

Rex chuckled, returning the hug and holding you to him tightly, unwilling to let you go after his lengthy departure from you. The thought of holding you like this, pressed against him was one of the only things to keep him going during these hard months. Days blended in together, but it was all worth it if he could see you again. “I missed you too Mesh’la, you’ve all I’ve thought about” he murmured, running a gloved hand up and down your spine.

He’s very much aware of the eyes on the pair of you in the hangar. Knows that he’s pushing his luck just the pair of you hugging each other so close. He has no concern of his brother’s reporting you. No, never. They had their own loves and cyares to return to, they wouldn’t begrudge him this affection filled reunion. He felt lucky that you worked in the hangar and was here on your day off to welcome him back. No it was the nat-borns dotted around the hanger. Although many was friendly, kind and treated his brothers like actual beings and not meat droids, there was always some that hated the clones and would rather see them be put in their place and stay there. So with great difficulty, he pulls away, taking off his helmet so he can see you with his own two eyes and not a HUD screen in between you two.

“I wish I could kiss you at the moment, cyare, but it’s going to have to wait until we get home” Rex said sadly, wanting to cup your face and press his sand-roughened lips against yours.

You hummed, delighting in the fact that your trooper couldn’t wait until you got home before he covered you with his kisses and touch. But you had a much better idea. You had waited for him long enough, he could wait a little bit longer.

Standing on your tiptoes to reach his height, you heard his quiet gasp as you pressed against his front and placed your lips next to his ear. “When we get home, I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore” you whispered seductively, hand curling into the top of his chest plate to keep yourself balanced.

You were expecting him to gasp and blush, maybe even remind you that you’re in a public place and to be careful. You weren’t expecting Rex, Captain of the 501st to shudder and his eyes to briefly flutter closed as with a loud clatter, he dropped his helmet. The reinforced metal floorings seem to echo and vibrate with the noise as it drew people’s attentions towards you. Rex couldn’t help but blush as his brothers all looked over, some with confusion and others with smirks on their faces, as they guessed what exactly had caused such a reaction from the Captain.

Giggling softly at his reaction, you watched knowingly as Rex quickly bent down to scoop up his helmet and shove it over his head. No doubt he would prefer to hide his facial reactions at the moment and the beautiful red hue on his cheeks. “Mesh’la, you’re a menace!” he grumbled, shaking his head at you.

“Rex!” a voice called from behind him, and you quickly stood to attention as General Skywalker came over to the pair of you. “At ease” he waved you off, a smile quirking his lips as he looked between you and Rex.

“General Skywalker, it’s good to see you’ve returned” you said politely, relaxing slightly at how friendly he seemed with his Captain as he clapped the man’s shoulder.

“Was there any doubt?” he scoffed, smirking at your trooper. “You must be Y/N, Rex has told me all about you” Anakin announced, holding out his hand to you.

Shocked that Rex had spoken about you with his Jedi – a Jedi! - enough for him to recognise you by name and ignore the breaking of rules that said clones shouldn’t be dating, you reached out to shake his hand too. “Really?” you gaped, looking to Rex for some clue as to what the fuck was you meant to say to a Jedi who knew you were in an illegal romantic relationship with his Captain.

“Of course, he speaks very highly of you. And with Rex, that says everything I need to know” he smiled reassuringly, before glancing at Rex. “You okay, Captain? You feel tense” Anakin checked in on his trooper, amusement clear in his tone. You blushed and hoped he couldn’t sense in the Force what exactly had happened just before his arrival.

“I’m fine, General” Rex huffed, back straightening even more if possible. You were missing something in this, a quiet joke that obviously ran between the two. Raising an eyebrow at him, he subtly shook his head, he’d explain everything to you later.

“Well, I’ve got to be going. I’ve got business at the Senator’s– Senate!” Anakin quickly corrected, eyes widening in panic for half a second before he smiled wryly at you. “At the Senate. Enjoy your shore leave, Captain and don’t keep him up too late Y/N” Anakin said teasingly, winking at you as Rex tried to splutter out an explanation.

With heated faces, one covered by his bucket, you turned to each other. “So… the General knows?” you stated, anxiety already starting to curl in your chest.

“He won’t say anything Cyare, he’s in a similar situation himself” Rex assured, gesturing to you to lead the way out of the hangar. He had to remind himself to keep his hands at his side. A welcome back hug was one thing, a hand on your lower back was another. He wouldn’t risk you getting in trouble because he couldn’t control his desire to touch you.

“He’s with a clone!” you gasped, spinning around to stare at him agape.

“What?! No! I’ll explain later, but for now just trust me. We’re okay. I cover for Skywalker, he covers for me” Rex frowned, shaking his head at that and grimacing. No, he would hate for one of his brothers to be with the General. He was much too dramatic for that!

You grinned, knocking your shoulder against his arm teasingly. “Ohh, Skywalker has a mistress? Whatever would the Jedi Council say?” you giggled, heading over to your speeder as soon as the fresh air hit your face. Well, as fresh as the air could be on Coruscant. “Come on, I can’t wait to get home, can you?”

Rex couldn’t help the dopey smile that bloomed across his face. He was glad that his helmet hid that from you for a moment, because his heart ached with how much he loved you. You would always get embarrassed at that look and try to hide away. Rex didn’t want you to do that, not now. He loved to see how care-free you felt just by him being at your side once more. Hurrying forward to get ahead of you, he held open the door and helped you into the speeder, soaking in the feel of your hand in his and giving it a gentle squeeze for good measure.

“What a gentleman I have! I’m so lucky to have you, darling” you cooed, reaching for his own hand as soon as he got into the speeder. You leaned forward, pressing a kiss to where his cheek would be if he didn’t have his helmet on. “When I get you home love, I’m going to make sure you know just how thankful I am to have such a wonderful man in my life” you praised, pulling his hand up to your cheek and nuzzling into the rough texture of his gloves.

“Stars, cyare! I’m the lucky one. Don’t know what I’d do without you” he admitted, resting your head against his before pulling away. “Let’s get home. I want to finally be able to hold you” Rex smiled, pulling away to let you drive home.

You couldn’t help but chuckle. That’s what he thought, but he wouldn’t be able to hold you as much as he probably had hoped. At least, not just yet.

Taking your reaction as amusement at his words, he rolled his eyes and tugged at the hem of your jacket. “And no speeding this time, I mean it!” he warned, poking your side.

You rolled your eyes, pulling out into Coruscant’s mid-day traffic. “Not all of us drive like an ageing Trandoshan Rex” you reminded, daring to glance at him from the corner of your eye. It amused you greatly to know that Rex hated the idea of you breaking the speed limit. Not because he didn’t trust you, but he spent most of his time being acquainted with General Skywalker’s particular brand of flying, he just wanted a change of pace – literally.

When you arrived back at the building your apartment was in, Rex took off his helmet, wanting to make sure the neighbours weren’t threatened by the thought of a clone trooper coming into their building. You were glad that he was so considerate of people, but you wished he could just be like any other person. Able to relax once he got home from work and not worry about the prejudice that was being spurted by the media and the Senate.

As you entered the passcode to your door, Rex rested his hands on your hips, pulling you back to him. “Steady on trooper, I need to get us in the door first” you smiled, tugging him in after you when the door slid open.

The house was just like he remembered it, and he couldn’t help but sigh in relief at finally being home. The closest home that he and his brothers had was Kamino. And that was hardly what he would have thought a home would be like. No, when he dared dream of a future, he imagined a home like this. Being surrounded by warmth, comfort and love. To have soft things to touch, to sit on and not have to worry about keeping everything prim and proper. He could let go.

“Welcome home love” you greeted, leaning up on your tiptoes to press a gentle kiss to Rex’s lips.

Not one to let an opportunity go to waste, Rex wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest. “I think we can do better than that, mesh’la” he rumbled, leaning down to press a more passionate kiss to you. He couldn’t help but keep you as close as possible to him, never wanting this moment to end. Flicking his tongue over your bottom lip, he swallowed your moans as you glided your own against his.

Pulling away so as to not derail your plan, you leant your head against his. “Why don’t you go and have a shower love? I’ll cook us some dinner while you’re in there” you suggested, running gentle fingers over his stubbled cheeks and down his jaw. Rex’s eyes fluttered at the gentle caress before he nodded.

You helped get his armour off, enjoying being able to help him in his routine. It added a touch of domesticity that you treasured. Rex had already been through so much in his short life, you wanted to make sure that he had some resemblance of normality. So if that included running your hands over Rex as he took off his armour, then so be it. He needed to know that he was loved and precious to you. Gently placing his boots next to the organised pile of armour that rested beside the door, you wrapped your arms around him fully now, feeling him relax against you.

“Go and jump in the refresher handsome!” you encouraged, pecking his cheek before heading into the kitchen. You heard the quiet sigh and the soft footsteps as Rex padded into the refresher. “Oh, leave your blacks outside, I’ll put them in the wash for you!” you called out behind you, already beginning to get the ingredients out to his favourite meal. You had already pre-prepared most of the steps so it shouldn’t take too long for it to cook.

Turning on the radio, you lost yourself in the cooking, feeling lighter somehow now that Rex was home and was using your refresher to get clean. You hoped he would have a long shower, just so that he could treat himself now that he was off duty. The first time he had used it, he had got the time down to 4 minutes. It had left you reeling when he had stepped out and you had barely even started the caf for breakfast. After plenty reassurance and insisting, Rex had finally believed you when you said you could afford the luxury of hot water for longer than 5 minutes, and that no, he wasn’t taking advantage of your kindness. That he was allowed to let the hot water beat against his tense muscles and allow them to loosen after the many stresses of the day. To put down some of those responsibilities that weighed heavily on his shoulders.

Most times after he returned home to you, he would struggle for a few hours to really relax. He had gotten better at it, but it always took him a while to decompress. So shower, food and cuddles were generally required before he was fully with you. You didn’t mind, it was to be expected. He had seen some terrible, horrifying things in the fight for the galaxy’s freedom. Things that kept him up at night, screaming in terror before he woke up with a start. You always held him, picked up his broken pieces and put him back together. Some nights he would go back to sleep, safe in your arms. Other nights you would talk and comfort him until the light began to stream into your bedroom as a new day began.

It wasn’t a hardship to look after Rex. After all, how could you deny the man anything when he asked for nothing?

While you were so lost in your thoughts and the comforting routine of cooking, Rex had finished his shower and dressed in the loose lounge pants that you had brought for him. His bare chest was still a bit damp from the shower, but he enjoyed having the freedom to move around and not feel the constricting feeling of his blacks and armour.

Leaning against the doorway, he had found you lost in your own little world, humming happily to whatever tune was on the radio at the time. He couldn’t help but take you in, the way your hips swayed slightly to the beat, how you took great care in ensuring dinner was going to be perfect. Every so often you would stop, shake your head and return back to whatever you were doing. Obviously your mind was working at a 100 miles a minute, wanting to make his return home special.

If it took him a few hours to get his head back in the present, then it took you just as long to relax and put down your own anxieties. Numerous times he had told you that you didn’t have to do anything special to mark the occasion. That just cuddling on the sofa with some takeaway was more than enough. Just as long as they were together, then nothing else mattered. But you were determined, always wanting to treat him and pamper him as much as possible. Admittedly it was really nice when you both did a few skin care treatments and massages, but what really made it special was you. He didn’t need anything like that, and he was determined for you to put aside your perfectionism and let him dote on you for a change.

Grabbing everything to plate up, you were surprised when two thick arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into an equally broad chest.

“Smells delicious mesh’la, almost as good as you” he murmured into your ear, swaying with you as he kissed your neck.

Giggling at the ticklish spot he always seemed to find, you turned your head to give him a small smile. “Says you, you smell incredible” you flirted back, trying to dish everything out with Rex still attached to you. “Will you get us some drinks ready, darling?” you requested, nodding over to the cupboard of glasses across your kitchen.

“Of course! You didn’t have to go through all this trouble” he reminded, taking a few glasses out of the cupboard and filling it up with your drinks. “We could have had anything and I wouldn’t have minded. Those ration bars are awful, I’ll have to get you to try them one of these days” Rex grimaced, shaking his head at the thought of them.

“No thanks, I don’t know how you boys stomach them, you must have stomachs of steel” you insisted, face twisting at the thought of tasting what the troopers were given.

“Well after the osik they served on Kamino, anything tastes better” Rex said dryly, and you cursed yourself for bringing up a bad memory. “It’s fine, cyare. You weren’t to know” Rex soothed, seeing the worry and regret already beginning to form on your face. Taking the plates out of your hand, he laid them on the table before pulling you into him.

“Now, I’m really, really hungry for my beautiful cyare” Rex stated, lips pulling into a smirk as he watched you blush at the feel of his heated skin beneath your hands. He let you run gentle, soft fingers up and down his stomach, taking in the feel of him.

“Don’t you mean my food?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“No I do not. I’d much rather be eating you out” he growled playfully, nipping playfully at your bottom lip.

Desire shot through you at that, but you smacked his chest playfully, rolling your eyes at his words. “Dinner before desert, handsome” you reminded, pulling away from him as you set the rest of the table.

“if you insist” he sighed heavily, winking at you when you caught his eye.

You couldn’t help but duck your head from your pretty trooper, heat climbing up your cheeks as you busied yourself with everything. A warmth curled in the pit of your stomach and you felt slightly breathless from his attention.

After dinner, he directed you to the sofa, not taking any arguments as he insisted he would clean up dinner because you had cooked. Knowing it was pointless to argue with him, you agreed, flopping back onto the couch and sinking into the cushions. The night you had planned still wasn’t over yet, but you could feel the tension bleed out of you and tiredness creep in. It had been a long day getting everything ready, worried about how Rex would be when he got off the ship, how he would behave when he returned back to you. It had added up, and now you needed to decompress from your own thoughts just a little bit.

“Hey, come ‘ere” a deep rumble sounded as Rex climbed onto the sofa next to you, pulling you into his lap.

You sighed, straddling him and curling up into his chest. Taking in his scent, you felt yourself relax even more into him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck and just able to rest there.

Rex chuckled, slipping a hand underneath your shirt and tracing patterns onto the small of your back. “Long day, cyare?” he murmured, burying his nose into your hair and tightening his hold of your waist.

You hummed, content to just soak in his warmth and the feel of him against you. “Very… wanted to make it perfect for you” you admitted, words mumbled against his skin as you refused to pull away.

Rex smiled warmly, shifting into a better position against the pillows. It caused him to buck his hips slightly but he ignored the feel of your core pressed against him for now. “Everything you do for me is perfect, cyare. And even if everything went wrong today, I wouldn’t care, just as long as I could hold you in my arms like this” he whispered, almost like the words would shatter the small peace that was surrounding you if they were spoken too loudly.

Sighing, you nuzzled into his neck before lifting your head and pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Just want to make you happy” you shrugged, as though it was the simplest thing in the world.

Rex chest tightened, and he couldn’t help but fall even more in love with you. His happiness had never been anyone’s priority. Had never been considered in any choices or decisions by him or anyone. The closest time he could consider being happy was with his brothers and the moments of friendship between the General, Commander and himself. But nobody had ever devoted their time to make sure he was happy, put any effort into it like you did. He didn’t think he’d ever worthy of your love but if he got to hear you say stuff like that and to whispering that you loved him whenever you could, well he would do everything he possibly could to prove it to you.

Cupping your face, he pressed small kisses along your cheeks, over your nose and head before landing a final kiss to the corner of your mouth. You huffed at the tease, wanting him to kiss you properly. However as you moved to finish what he started, he pulled away. “You make me happy, cyare. So, so happy” he said, so surely and without doubt that you blinked in surprise at the raw emotion in his voice. Rex leaned forward, letting his lips connect with yours slightly harder than he intended. Maybe coming home had affected him more than he thought. He just wanted to be close to you, feel you and hear the sweet noises you let out as you reunited.

As the kiss got more heated, you slid your arms around his neck, not wanting to be too far away from him. His exploring tongue swept across your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to let him inside, deepening the kiss. He playfully teased your own tongue out and nipped at your bottom lips as you both became lost in the other. One of your hands trailing from the tight grip around his neck to follow the happy little trail that led into his trousers.

Rex’s breath hitched against yours and you couldn’t help but feel proud at the way your touch always seemed to send him into a frenzy of want, need and desperation. He didn’t waste any time, running calloused hands over your middle. “So soft, I love feeling you against me” he mumbled in awe, kissing along the side of your neck before he pulled the thin skin under your ear into his mouth and sucked hard.

“Rex” you gasped, stomach tightening at the feel of him marking you up. You knew that tomorrow you would be sporting a dark hickey that you would be proud to wear. Not wanting to lose track of where this night was going, you slid your hand into his loungers and felt the stiff cock that had been pressing against you.

“Kriff!” Rex hissed, as he felt your small hand grip his member. It had been so long since he felt anything other than his own hand on the dark, lonely nights on board the Resolute. Your warm touch was like a balm to his soul as he pushed his hips into your hand.

He was hardening in your hand, especially when you squeezed him gently up to the tip, making sure to rub just where the head of his cock met his shaft. The moan he let out was enough to send slick into your panties and you couldn’t help but try and find friction on the thigh you were perched on. It helped sate the flash of arousal for a moment, but you wanted more.

Rex seemed to agree because he gripped the hem of your shirt and quickly tugged it up and off you, pulling your hands away from him. His growl of frustration did nothing to stop you rocking yourself against him as your core ached. Grunting, he gripped your hips, positioning them over his once more before staring at your beautiful exposed chest.

“God, you’re perfect, mesh’la” he breathed, large hand squeezing your breast as you rocked your hips against his. “So soft” he murmured, tightening his hold on your waist as he pressed feather soft kisses along the soft rises of your breasts. Heat was curling dangerously in your stomach, and you knew that if you didn’t move this along then your plans for tonight with him ending up in cuffs was not going to happen. The Captain could distract you better than anyone else you knew, and you really, really wanted to go down on him and have him at your mercy.

“Rex” you panted, pushing him away from you for a second. His eyes glanced up at you, dark and full of promises of pleasure and desire that you had to take a deep breath to collect yourself. “I want you in our bed. Can I?” you asked, kissing the corner of his mouth teasingly. It twitched under your actions, recognising the same move from himself. “I want to make you feel good, to taste you and hold you in my mouth until my jaw aches. Please?” you breathed, brushing your cores together as though he would say no to you.

“Kriff cyare! Yes, course! As if I’d deny you anything” he cursed, shaking his head and controlling the roll of your hips against his for a few moments before allowing you to stand up. It made him shiver, losing the heat of you pressed against his body.

“Come on handsome” you encouraged, taking his hand and pulling him up. Biting your lip, you couldn’t help but take him in, already so worked up from your little make out session on the couch. Not that you were much different. “I’ve got plans for you” you teased, squeezing his hand before heading to your room.

Guiding him into your bedroom, you were eager to have him under you, to have him completely at your mercy. You were looking forward to seeing all the stresses on your Captain’s shoulders disappear as lust and desire darkened his eyes even further.

Stopping him at the edge of your bed, you pressed a gentle, soft kiss to the skin above his heart before you pulled away. “I want to use some binders on you tonight. Is that okay?” you asked, making sure not to touch him while he made his decision. It was a rule you both had put into place when you started this relationship. You should both be in a clear head when you made these kind of decisions, and both of you were aware just how much the others touch affected you.

Rex brow furrowed for a moment before he looked back at you. “My binders might be a bit uncomfortable cyare, and they’re only able to release with my fingerprint” he explained, rubbing the back of his neck in disappointment.

“That won’t be a problem” you assured, ducking under the bed to grab at the box that you kept all your special toys in. Flipping up the lid, you found exactly what you were looking for and turned to look back at Rex. He looked a little dazed and you realised just exactly what position you were in. “Here, I thought about that a few days ago, so I brought some new ones for us to have fun with. They’re padded and more comfortable to use. Think these will be okay, Captain?” you smirked, handing them over to him for inspection before pushing yourself up from the floor. He would be the one to wear them, and he had more knowledge about binders and handcuffs than you.

Giving them a critical once over, he noticed the quick release button that you could press and the one that he would be able to press as well if it became too much. You’d obviously had done your research and picked well. The thought of you planning this out, researching which binders to buy made his blood feel like fire rushing underneath his skin. “Been planning this a while?” he couldn’t help but tease, handing them back to you and nodding in approval.

“Rex, I always imagine you when you’re away. I can’t help it” you grinned, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Well, you’ll just have to tell me some of those things. I imagine there’s a long list.”

“I’d love to.”

Rex wrapped his arms around you, tugging you into him and sealing your words with his kiss. It was slightly more passionate than the one you shared in the living room, hungry to feel you against him, taste you on his tongue and run his hands over your shapely curves.

“You sure about this?” you whispered, panting slightly as you tried to pull your brain cells together after that.

“I was sure about it when you told me in the hangar, mesh’la” he growled, pinching your hip as he remembered all those stares that had swivelled around at you both. He would be hearing about that from his brothers later no doubt.

You squirmed in his hold before placing your hands on his hips and pushing him down on the bed. He landed with a soft thump and a bounce as you stood between his spread legs. It was a glorious sight, the respected and feared Captain, laid spread out beneath you. His thick thighs encasing you and bronze skin on full display. Looking up at him, you couldn’t help but return the smile that he had on his face as he watched you watching him.

“You’re so pretty, Rex. Like something out of a fairy tale. My knight in shining armour” you breathed, hooking your fingers underneath the band of his lounge pants and slowly pulling them down off angled hips. As you did so, you leaned forward and kissed the sharp jut of his hips, making Rex let out a strangled groan. It was one of the first of many sounds you hoped to draw out of him.

After pulling off his pants and throwing them behind you to land on the floor. You’d pick them up in the morning. Looking back, you could see Rex about to complain at you for leaving them lying around but you quickly cut him off. Swiping your tongue across your lips, you leaned over his stiffened cock, letting your hot breath caress the sensitive skin as Rex squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back onto the mattress.

“Move up the bed, love” you instructed, taking in how he had to take a couple of breaths before he dragged himself up to the top of your bed. You helped pile the pillows up so he could be comfortable, checking on him to make sure he was doing okay.

“Mesh’la, I’m fine. I love you and how much you want to look after me, but I really, really want to feel you against me” Rex assured, hooking a hand around your waist and tugging you down onto his front. He chuckled at the little squeal you let out as he ran his hands up and down your spine, kissing at the delicate skin of your neck before sucking red marks that you would proudly wear tomorrow.

Stars, you had forgotten just how strong he was as he kept you against him. His hand dipped beneath your t-shirt, fingers tracing patterns along your skin as you ran your hand through his short blonde hair. It tickled against your palm and you loved the feel of the short hairs brushing against your hand. Your other hand cupped his cheek, a hint of stubble of a 5 o’clock shadow beginning to grow on his face. You would have to try and persuade him not to shave it during his time off, you could just imagine how it would feel between your thighs.

Pulling away, your breath caught in your chest at seeing how flushed Rex was beginning to look from your kisses and touch. His beautiful brown eyes were staring at you with a mixture of adoration and lust, taking in every feature as though he was committing it to memory. You understood. You felt exactly the same way when he was on leave and the pair of you were on borrowed time until his next shore leave. Leaning forward, you pressed your forehead against his, savouring the intimate touch as both of you took in shuddering breaths until you settled.

“Missed you” he murmured, leaning upwards to give you another sweet kiss.

“Missed you too, love” you sighed, stroking his cheek before sitting up and straddling him.

Rex let out a groan, hands flying to your waist to keep you against him. His thumbs dug into your flesh, sure to leave bruises later on for you to admire. As you reached over to get the binders you had left on the bed, Rex hissed as your clothed core rubbed against his cock, stimulating him even further as your warmth seeped through your clothes into him.

“I’m going to put the binders on you now. Do you remember your safe word?” you asked, forcing yourself to push away your desire for a moment to focus on Rex.

“Kamino” Rex nodded, eyes turning serious at your question, giving it the consideration it and you deserved. He ran his hands from your hips, trailing down your thighs before giving them a gentle squeeze.

You nodded your consent to his words, once again hating how he had chosen that word. It was filled with so much horror and pain that you had wondered why he had chosen that when you had first started to explore your relationship. He had told you that it would be the one word he wouldn’t be thinking about when you were together. That if he said it, you would know that he needed to stop. Rex was right, that word would be like a cold splash of water down your spine.

Gently, you picked up his left hand, brushing your lips against his wrists, over his palm and kissing each fingertip before you placed it into the cuff. You felt Rex twitch under your hips and looked up to see him taking in your touch with wide eyes and love written all over his face. Rex didn’t get to experience much loving gestures apart from his brothers, so you wanted to spoil him as much as possible. Give him the softness and love that the galaxy didn’t.

Picking up his right hand you did the same, pressing revering kisses to his knuckles and over his strong, course fingertips. A huff of air left Rex as you placed a loving kiss to his palm. It was done so quietly that you almost didn’t hear it. But Rex relaxed even more against the bed, some of the tension he had been carrying since the hangar – kriff, maybe even since he walked out of your door the last time, was finally leaving him. You secured his right hand in the cuff, pressing the button to close them and raising his arms above his head.

“Stars Rex, you’re beautiful. I don’t think my imagination could do you justice” you gasped, taking in the sight of him looking so delectable. He was stretched out, taunt bronzed skin pulled over tantalising muscles. His arms bulged at the position he was in, looking just as strong and protective as Rex was. His dusky pink nipples were standing at attention, and you couldn’t help but lean forward and take one into your mouth.

The reaction was instant.

“Fuck Mesh’la!” Rex breathed, hands tugging at the restraints slightly as his fingers twitched to run through your hair, hold your delicious mouth to him. When you circled one with a tongue, he had to force himself to still unless he buck into you.

You chuckled, moving onto the next and lightly sucking the nipple before pulling away and blowing on it. It hardened even further and you couldn’t help but smile. Running your hands over his pecs, you slowly trailed them up his arms, avoiding the ticklish spot under his arms. Your trooper was ridiculously ticklish there, and only the Commander Batch were the only other people who knew. Feeling the defined shape of his biceps and triceps, you moved up to his forearms before entwining your fingers together with his. You squeezed them reassuringly, nuzzling into his cheek and pressing a kiss there as you slowly started to circle your hips against his.

Activating a button, the binders magnetised to the bed and Rex gasped as he was now unable to move. Completely at your mercy. “Neat little trick, cyar’ika” he muttered, voice shaking a little as all his blood rushed further down to his cock.

“I thought so too” you crowed, biting your lip as you looked down at the man underneath you, pulling your hands away to stroke his twitching stomach muscles as you felt his cock strain against you.

“My smart, beautiful cyare” he praised, watching in hunger as your face heated up even more and the touch running along his stomach stuttered for a moment before you continued your delicate strokes.

“Hey! I’m the one meant to be loving you tonight” you reminded, shaking your head at the power of his words.

As if reading your mind, he chuckled warmly, hips twitching underneath you and giving you both just a hint of friction. “Don’t need my hands to make you come undone” he said, remembering that night a few months ago when he had whispered such filth into your ear as he fucked you deep that you had cummed quicker than you had ever before. It was something he was immensely proud of himself for.

“Another time, Captain” you promised, leaning forward to take a nipple into your mouth once more. He let out a small groan and it felt like victory, your Captain quickly forgetting about his own prowess and focusing on yours. You scraped your teeth over the hardened nub, resulting in the pull of Rex’s arms and a thrust upwards that nearly had you toppling over him.

“Rex!” you chastened, pinching a nipple and twisting it slightly.

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before opening them again and fixing you with a contrite look. It didn’t match the smirk on his face or the words that came out of his mouth. “Sorry cyar’ika, have your fun” he nodded, encouraging you to continue, “promise I’ll be good.”

You didn’t believe him but began kissing over his chest, lingering on the scar that was the souvenir of the bolt that nearly took him from you. Softly, you traced the raised flesh, making sure that you loved it just as much as you did him. That it didn’t take anything from his worth just because he wore the scars of his battles. “So beautiful” you whispered, laying a final kiss to the skin before kissing down his stomach and nuzzling the dark patch of hair that led from his belly button down to his handsome cock.

“Take them off” Rex instructed, nodding at your bra and covered bottom half. His voice cut you out of your admiration and you looked up and raised an eyebrow at your Captain.

“Ask me nicely” you chided, dragging a nail along his inner thigh. It twitched under your hand and he shifted even more as he felt your warm hand sooth the light pink mark you had made.

“Please, pretty girl, I want to see you. All of you” he sighed, running his eyes down from your face to your covered chest and further down to what waited between your legs.

“You sound so lovely when you beg, baby” you smiled, getting off the bed and leaving him exposed to your own stare. “I want to hear more of it tonight” you told him, hooking your fingers into your trousers and pulling them off. Rex uttered a quiet curse as he saw you dressed in a slinky lingerie number. How on earth had he missed that when you were necking on the couch.

Grinning at his attention, you slipped your hands up to the fastenings of your bra and flung it away, letting your breasts drop from the constrictive cage they had been forced in. The cool air instantly hit you, and your nipples and you couldn’t help but shiver slightly at them hardening under Rex’s ravenous look. Hoping to keep that look on you for the rest of your life, you turned around and bent over, hearing the groan as your ass was put on perfect display for him. Pulling the lace over your ass cheeks and down your legs, you straightened up and kicked them aside.

“Mesh’la” he whispered, taking in the beautiful sight. You watched as a bead of pre-cum leaked from the head of his cock.

Rex couldn’t help but feel his mouth water, you looked beautiful, good enough to eat. And he wanted to taste you so badly. Wanted to take those perky nipples into his mouth, suck and kiss them until you were left gasping at how sensitive they were. He wanted to leave marks all over your chest so that they wouldn’t disappear until days after he left. What he wouldn’t give to just hold them in his hands, rub away the red marks that had dug into your skin from the lacy bra’s grip. But he couldn’t. Because tonight, he was playing by your rules instead.

“Come here, please Mesh’la, let me taste you!”

Chuckling at his begging, you climbed up the bed and between his legs. Appreciating the way he automatically spread them wider, giving you space to come in between them. Rewarding him with a kiss to the side of his knee, you got yourself comfortable and rested your head on his thigh. You knew it would frustrate him, feeling your hair tickling the soft skin of his thighs and the warm breath caress his balls. “I want to taste you more. I want to take your cock in my mouth and feel you pulse against my tongue” you whispered, running a tortuously slow finger over his balls.

Rex whimpered, hips flexing and you gave him a mock pout. “Maker, you can’t say stuff like that cyare, otherwise this will be over much sooner than we both want” Rex groaned, biting his lip as you began to press kisses along his inner thighs. Occasionally you would graze your teeth down his leg, making him flinch away or twitch, but you always kept a firm hand on his leg, thumb rubbing small circles into him as you worked your way further up and up until you were so close to where he wanted you.

“Mesh’la!” Rex whined, hips shifting under your grip. “Come on!” he encouraged, looking at you through his half-lidded gaze.

“But you promised me I could have my fun” you pouted, returning back to pressing gentle kisses along Rex’s thigh.

“And you have. Now let me out, I want to have some fun” Rex grumbled, binders clunking against your headboard as he tried futilely to reach for you.

“Oh?” you gasped, voice pitched slightly higher as you met his gaze. Rex moaned, your eyes darkening with unrestrained lust. “Is this not fun enough for you, Captain?” you asked, licking a strip from the bottom of his cock up to the tip. Circling the head, you collected the pre-cum that had escaped, moaning slightly at the taste as you kept eye contact with your trooper.

Rex gaped, cock giving a valiant twitch in an effort to get closer to your mouth. Stars, he had never seen anything quite as sexy and enchanting as you. He wished he could touch you, thread his fingers through your hair and stop you teasing him.

Words were lost to him as you carefully took him into your mouth, rubbing the head of his cock against your tongue. He threw his head back, a long moan falling from his lips as your hand gripped him at the base, holding his cock steady as you began to kitten lick at his slit. It felt like you were trying to drink his taste from the source.

“God, mesh’la… so good… feel so good” he whined as you leaned forward, taking as much of him in as you could. He hit the back of your throat and your eyes watered, forcing you to slow down and pull back. It had been a while since you had taken him, and wanted to enjoy seeing him come apart.

So you started a gentle pressure as you sucked him down, wrapping your lips around him and jerking your hand around the bit that you couldn’t fit in. Rex was longer than you had, not quite as thick but he was a heavy weight against your tongue as you used it to stimulate the vein on the underside of his cock.

The sounds that Rex was letting out was delicious, small gasps and wet whines escaped him as you devoted yourself to making him cum in your mouth. He panted out your name, hips rising and making you choke on his cock. An apology quickly was cried out as he felt his balls tightening, drawing up as his orgasm approached.

Knowing that Rex was about to come, you pinned his hips down, putting your weight on him as you ramped up the vibrating moans and suction of your mouth and the twist of your hand, wanting to taste him as he shot his essence down your throat.

“Wait- wait! Stop Mesh’la, please!” Rex cried out, squeezing his eyes shut from the onslaught of heat, desire and ecstasy that were shooting through his veins.

Instantly you pulled away, concerned that you had done something wrong or he wanted to stop. “Rex, are you okay?” you panted, voice hoarse from him repeatedly hitting the back of your throat.

Rex nodded, trying to gather himself and force out a few words so you would understand. “Don’t wanna cum, want you… want you to ride- ride me” he explained, toes curling as he tried to keep himself still and from thrusting his hips up into your face.

Smiling softly in relief, you pressed a kiss to his hip before raising yourself up from between his legs. “Of course, baby. Such a good boy, telling me what you want” you praised, cupping his cheek and kissing him. He whimpered at your praise, system flooding with pride at your words.

Carefully so as to not overstimulate him, you got your knees on either side of his hips and gripped his cock, slowly lowering your form onto him. Truth was you were just as desperate as Rex, your body unable to resist his noise and the feel of him as your sucked his cock. It had you leaking slick all over your inner thighs, rubbing them together, desperate for friction. With a slight wince, you took him into you, your arousal helping to coat him and aid the slide into you.

As you came to a rest on his hips, you were both panting heavily, the feel of his cock pressed snugly against you, hitting all the good parts inside of you already. He couldn’t help but curl his hands into fists inside the binders, the warm, wet heat of you clinging to him, tightening and loosening around his cock as you got used to the feel of him again. Although he was desperate to move, to thrust up into your wet cavern and hear your moans, he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t move unless you gave him the go to.

Finally after what seemed like hours, but was probably only a minute, you met his gaze and nodded. Rex returned it, watching eagerly as you raised yourself up before dropping down onto his cock. The cry that left you both would have pissed off the neighbours if you both cared about that sort of things. But you didn’t, because this was the first time in months since you had seen Rex, since he had filled you completely and touched you with such love and affection it had you melting against him.

Beginning a roll of your hips with a circulating grind against him on every downward motion of your hips, you rested your hands on the headboard, gripping it to keep you steady and give you the momentum to fuck down into Rex.

Rex didn’t seem to care, his head was thrown back as he grunted loudly, raising his hips to meet you thrust for thrust. If he had his hands, he would keep them on your hips, keep you bouncing on his cock as you cried out his name. Opening his eyes, he saw your breasts jiggling in front of him and he took the opportunity to do what he wanted for a while. He caught one in his mouth, suckling and pulling at your nipple. It had you yelping out his name, hips stuttering against his at the feel of the sharp pressure around your sensitive bud.

Dropping your hands to rest on his chest gave Rex more breasts to taste. He cursed at being unable to cup them like he wanted, but at least he was sucking, dark red marks onto your chest. Tomorrow they would darken and he would repeat the process all over again until he had to go.

“Touch yourself” he growled, before grazing his teeth against your nipple before giving it a sharp nip.

Moaning loudly, you couldn’t help but reach a hand in between you two and find your sensitive clit, rubbing fast circles on it as you neared your release. “Fuck, Rex!” you cried, throwing your hips down against his thrusts, forcing him deeper into you and hitting that spot that had you seeing stars. Your orgasm washed over you, forcing you over the cliff as pleasure assaulted all of your senses.

“Cyare!” Rex grunted, thrusting into you a couple more time before he released hot, long spurts into you, gritting his teeth as you clenched around his sensitive member.

Once you had stopped shaking, you realised that you had collapsed onto Rex and was holding him tightly. He himself was slumped, his arms looking heavy as they were held up by the binders.

Cursing yourself for being lost in your own high, you quickly sat up, groaning at the feeling of him still inside of you. “I’m going to take the binders off now, love, is that okay?” you asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the relaxing and peaceful atmosphere that was washing over you both. He nodded, eyes still resting stuck as he just enjoyed your touch and the way you looked after him.

Gently, you made sure to support his arms so they didn’t just drop when they were released. Pressing the button, the binders opened and you caught his arms before they hit him. You massaged his aching muscles, aware they could be stiff from spending too much time in one position. When that was done, you noticed the pink marks against Rex’s wrist from where he had been tugging at them. Thankfully you had brought the padded ones, you would hate to see what Rex’s wrists would have been like if his cuffs would have been used. Pressing soft kisses along his wrists, you brought them to his chest.

“How are you feeling?” you inquired, checking in with him as you stroked your fingers through his blonde buzz cut.

“Great, cyare, I feel great” he reassured, pulling you down onto his chest and kissing your temple. “Maker, I love you” Rex breathed, holding your sweaty body closer to his own.

“Love you too, I’m so glad you’re back” you smiled, shutting your eyes as you took in his comforting embrace.

“Give me 10 minutes and I’ll show you how much I’ve missed you” Rex rumbled, a promise that you knew he was sure to keep.

“Maybe I can tell you about some of my ideas while we wait” you teased, resting your chin on his chest and smirking at him.

“My clever, gorgeous cyare” he murmured, pulling you in for another kiss. And if you didn’t leave the bedroom until late afternoon the following day, you couldn’t help but feel smug about it.

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11 months ago

2. “I don’t think you’re supposed to use the Force like that.”

w/ Rex and a Jedi!Reader 🫣

💙💙-Sev

SEV! I hope you're proud of what this request did to me!! You know I'm weak for Rex, but Rex AND a jedi!reader??? Please take this (surprisingly emotional) filth, I hope you like it.

Prompt is from this list by @saradika

Rex x Jedi!reader 18+ content, minors DNI 800 words (exactly!? dang) Warnings for: blindfolds/sensory play, sub Rex, soft dom reader, inappropriate use of the force, Deeja caring about the ~emotions~ of the sexy times.

The role of a clone captain was…complicated.

On one hand, he was an officer, a complete authority who could make his men fall in line with nothing but a look. On the other, he was bred to follow orders, blindly, if his Jedi demanded it. But the longer Rex served with Skywalker, the more he felt in control. Of his mind, of his body, his destiny. Skywalker, Tano…you, none of his Jedi had ever made him feel like he didn’t have agency.

So, the Captain grew accustomed to being in control.

Rex never knew the pleasures that could come from being vulnerable. He was always in charge, always leading and giving orders, never weak, never at anyone’s mercy. And he certainly never thought he would want to be put under anyone’s control.

Until he was with you.

Yes, you loved handing the reins over to him, you loved giving him the chance to be in full command, to show him you were his in every sense of the word. That he could have anything he wanted from you, and you’d beg him to take more. However, you also loved taking care of him. Loved taking him apart in every sense of the word and showing him pleasures he couldn’t even dream of.

Logically, he knew he was still in your quarters, knew he was safe, that there was nothing that could hurt him here. Still, having one of his essential senses taken away, being cast into darkness sent his skin tinglingly, his ears ringing. His nerves were clawing at him, hissing that danger lurked near by, that he needed to correct the loss before he-

“Shh, you’re alright, Rex, I’ve got you.”

Your voice was there to calm him, hands soothing him with their touch in an instant, like always, sensing anything and everything amiss in his heart and soul.

The Captain almost whimpered at the way your hand stroked his hair, the way it traveled down to cup his cheek, thumb running lovingly along his lip. The blindfold was still so new, but the feel of you put him at ease like warm water on a cold night.

“I know,” was all he managed to choke out, and even that was lost to your kiss when you pressed your lips to his.

He knew his senses of smell and taste hadn’t actually increased, but, having to rely on them in the absence of his eyes made the scent of your skin and sweetness of your lips all the more intoxicating.

That’s what made him whimper.

Rex felt you smile against him and you slid your hand from his cheek to cup his neck, pulling him deeper into the sensation of you. His skin tingled when you ran your other hand down his naked back, fingers barely gracing his flesh.

But then, he felt something else, another pleasant, warm touch across his chest, grazing his pecs, brushing his nipples to draw another whining sound from him. Rex lost all control of his noises when a fourth sensation ran through his hair, making his scalp tingle delightfully.

Only then did you release his lip and he almost lost his will to speak as you covered his throat in gentle, nipping kisses. No, what made him lose his voice was the fact that your hands and the other ghostly touches were still moving across his body; holding him, stroking him, lavishing him with attention that made his neglected cock ache.

“Fuck- cyare,” he breathed, and if it wasn’t for the ecstasy coursing through him, he might have winced at how needy he sounded. “I- I don’t think you’re supposed to use the Force like that, like a toy-”

He let out a guttural moan when a feather-like sensation brushed along his shaft. Maker, he was glad that the blindfold soaked up the tears that sprang to the corners of his eyes.

“Oh?” your tone was teasing, and he turned his head into the sound on instinct, needing to fill all his remaining senses with you as much as possible. “Are you complaining, Captain?”

Rex swallowed hard, barely resisting the urge to buck his hips forward into whatever it was you were doing with your divine gifts. He couldn’t even tell if it was that, or your actual hand that gripped his ass cheek when he didn’t answer right away.

“Rex,” your warm breath brushed his lips, “talk to me, do you want me to stop?” A light, reassuring press of your own lips to his, “Tell me what you want, my love.”

Another desperate sound left him before he could form the words, but thankfully, they came quick enough at your encouragement, “Don’t stop, cyare, please, I need you, all of you.”

And by the force, did you reward him for that.

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3 months ago

More crack comic because I can’t be serious 😂

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11 months ago

[ comfort officer ] • captain rex

synopsis - you're a comfort officer for the 501st but your sights are set on one person.

pairing - captain rex/reader.

warnings - nsfw.

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being a comfort officer for the 501st had been a rollercoaster of a ride, but one you had enjoyed so far. the members of the 501st had all fallen for you, but there was somebody in particular who caught your attention: captain rex.

currently, rex's cock was in your mouth as he squirmed underneath you. his cock was so far in the back of your throat that you were gagging for air, however rex's delicious moans kept you from coming up. rex was completely at your mercy and you were loving every second of it. you see, rex was the only submissive member of the 501st in the bedroom. the captain would submit to you completely and without question. rex's love for you was pure and unfiltered and he told you that every time he saw you. but that was for another time. right now, you bobbed your head along rex's cock and revealed in the sounds he made. "oh maker, y/n," he groaned grasping your hair in his hands. "can't take it anymore, need to be inside of you."

you pulled off his cock with a 'pop' sound and nodded, a smirk gracing your lips. you loved it when he begged for you and he was so close to begging. you turned around and shimmied your pants down your legs until they pooled at your ankles, shaking your arse at him teasingly. rex could let out a slow moan as he reached for the plush of your arse. taking each cheek in either hand, he squeezed tightly as he admired the way you filled his palms. his cock was so hard, it was hot to the touch and beads of pre cum were now dripping down his shaft. you turned around again to look at rex, still smiling. "poor baby, do you need me?" you asked teasingly. rex's throat was dry and all's he could do was nod as he swallowed. you obliged, pushing him down onto your bed and crawling on top of him. you teased him by grinding your pussy against his thigh, coating it with your wetness that had accumulated just from sucking him off.

rex sighed and grasped your hips. "please," he begged.

you cocked an eyebrow at him. "you know better than 'please'," you smiled, still grinding against him.

"y/n, baby, i'm begging you," he pleaded. "i need you to ride me. i need it."

"good boy," you whispered before making your way up to his cock. you aligned it perfectly with your cunt and slowly lowered yourself down on top of him. you were being so slow, rex was desperate to thrust himself up into you to bottom out, but he knew better than that. the last time he did you had tied him to your bed post for hours and made him watch as you brought yourself to orgasm again and again. "maker, rex, you're throbbing."

"i wonder why," rex groaned as he rolled his eyes at you. you slapped him slightly, causing the captain to look at you with wide eyes.

"don't give me sass," you growled, before plonking yourself down on his last inch quickly.

"holy fuck," rex moaned out, throwing his head back.

you let out a chuckle and began to move your hips up and down, your pace agonisingly slow. "you like that pretty boy?" you whispered, bending down to give his lips a quick peck. rex nodded, eyes glossy and wide as he looked up at you. his eyes trailed down to your breasts, watching as they bounced with each bounce you did. it didn't take you long before you were quickening your pace, already bringing rex to orgasm. his eyes told you exactly what you wanted to know. "gonna cum rexy?" you asked cockily.

"y-yeah," he whimpered, fists grasping the sheets beneath him. you laughed and continued bouncing up and down, eager to make the clone captain cum in less than a minute. you made a few more movements with your hips before rex was a stuttering, moaning mess beneath you. "cumming y/n-" he screamed out, letting the others in his squad know you were fucking him senseless.

"my my," you whispered, slowing down as he came inside of you. "you made a mess pretty boy."

"'m sorry," he whimpered. rex's eyes were glued to where you were joined, watching as you lifted yourself up off his cock, his cum dribbling out of you.

"my eyes are up here," you snapped. rex's eyes shot up so he was looking at you directly in the eye. you were smiling sweetly at him now, watching as his face softened.

"sorry love," he mumbled. you bent down, eye-level with his cock and put it in your mouth once more. "w-what are - ah - you doing?"

"sensitive?" you choked, mouthful of his cock. he nodded in response. "oh i'm not done with you yet, captain," you purred.

boy, was rex in for a long night.

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aanncummings

8 months ago

thinkin about how Rex would ride the strap like a CHAMP. Obvi you love railing him too, but there’s just something about watching those powerful thighs flex as fucks himself silly on top of you. Unparalleled tbh.

Oh fuck yES NOW WE’RE TALKING

18+ under the cut obvi

There is an obscene squelching sound as he bounces on top of you. You keep your hands resting on his hips so you can feel his muscles flex as he slams himself back down on your toy. You never see him so out of control like when he’s riding you. He has so much fun just riding you and you can’t get enough seeing your captain take a pleasure so intimate, only you can provide it for him.

You keep praising him as he moves faster and faster, the cock hitting his prostate just the right way.

“You’re doing so well, Captain. Such a good boy. I wish you could see how good you are. Next time we’ll get a mirror so you can see how pretty you look bouncing on my cock. Would you like that?”

His nods look more as vibrating shakes as he keeps his focus on slamming his hips down again and again. His thrusts get more eratic as he gets close to release and you have to move your hand to hold the base of the toy so it doesn’t fall out of him. He’s raising his hips so far up barely the tip of the toy stays inside.

And he can’t keep quiet either. He moans every time he comes down and you can’t tell if he’s sobbing from pleasure or it’s just sweat that’s staining his cheeks.

“Fuck, y-you’re so good me,” He grunts. “Letting me fuck myself on you. G-Gonna come. Gonna come and then make you squirt on my face.”

He’s waiting for you to let him touch himself, stroke himself until he spills onto your stomach. He’s such a good boy, your good boy, you can’t deny him any longer.

As he keeps moving on top, you rub small circles into his skin and say, “Go ahead, my good boy. Stroke yourself. Get yourself off and spill all over me. I wanna see how pretty you look when you come all over me. Will you show me? Will you be my pretty boy? My beautiful boy?”

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