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zealfruity · 6 months
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WHEN THE OLD MEN
Rex’s mug has “#1 Dad Grandpa Brother” written on it. The shirt joke makes no sense if you think about it any further in the context if star wars but shhhhhh i had to make the joke it was in my brain
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fox-trot · 1 month
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CAPTAIN GREGOR (CC-5576-39)
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spicyclones79s · 1 month
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All I can say is these three will make out of this season 👀👀👀
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TBB Screenshot Edits
Gregor in Extraction and War Mantle
Is it just me or did they massively improve Gregor‘s look for season 3?
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Gregor in Extraction (Season 3 Episode 7)
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Gregor in War Mantle (Season 1 Episode 14)
Spoilers!
Screenshot Edits Masterlist
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archivistofnerddom · 15 days
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Rex, Gregor, and Wolffe were in the same place at the same time.
I swear I’m okay.
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sinfulsalutations · 15 days
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seeing gregor for only a few shots has to be a crime
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dystopicjumpsuit · 7 months
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It's Wednesday, which means I'm in my Gregor feels. I kind of want to throw shade at popular fanon takes on him, but instead, I'm just going to focus on Canon!Gregor, who is:
Kind
Brave
Resilient
Competent
Self-sacrificing
Funny
Smart
Badass
Loyal
Fine AF
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matookahitaki · 8 months
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kaminocasey · 3 months
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25 Days of Life Day: Day 21 - Warm Bath with Gregor
Summary: You get stuck out in the snow with Gregor, you find a hot spring and then put it to good use.
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Smut, Fingering, cream pies, p in v unprotected
WC: 1.4K
A/N: I knew the moment I came up with this idea that it was just gonna be some good ol' Gregor smut. I hope you guys are okay with that. The things I would do with this man, literally anywhere, anytime lol. Also, I know that the days are just kinda going out of order at this point, but I'll have them organized on a masterlist soon hopefully!
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The snow had fallen the night before, creating a fluffy white blanket that looked like something of a Winter dream. It looks absolutely magical. Almost ethereal.
Walking through it with Gregor, just off base, feels magical. That is until it started to get just a little too cold… And then your fingers started to get a little too numb… And soon the quick pace at which you’re trying to make your way back to base is making your feet exhausted.
“I think we’re lost.” You mutter.
“We’re not lost.” Gregor smirks down at you, his arm thrown around your shoulder. “We’re lost.” You shrug. “Darling, we aren’t lost.” He insists, but you don’t necessarily believe him.
And then as if on great comedic timing, it starts snowing again.
“Oh great.” You groan. 
You continue walking, quietly, clinging to each other as the snow starts coming down a little heavier, making you shiver so hard it hurts. 
“Would it help if I describe something that would make you warm?” He suddenly murmurs. 
“Like the sun?” You laugh.
“I was thinking something hotter.” He stops to look down at you, smirking.
You look up at him and he suddenly backs you up against a tree, his knee immediately finding itself between your legs, his stare focused on your cold lips. He’s right. This is way hotter than the sun.
“Open up for me, mesh’la.” He whispers and you open your mouth to take his cold gloved finger in between your teeth so he can slip it off. 
He wastes no time as his warm hand pulls up your coat slightly so it can slip into the band of your pants and down further toward your warmth. Letting out a sharp gasp, followed with a moan, he groans with you.
“So warm here… I could just bury myself into you. Would you like that, sweet girl?” He whispers.
You nod, pathetically. “P-please…” 
He hums, satisfied, looking slightly past you. “Oh. That’s convenient.” 
You follow his gaze and see an opening to a cave. 
“I can start a fire, get you nice and warm, and fuck you until-” You start but you practically drag him to the cave, craving him immediately, already drunk off his provocative promises. 
When you reach the cave, you walk further into it, and immediately sigh with relief as you find a steaming hot spring. It trails into some sort of river, deeper into the cave. 
“Hold on, darling.” Gregor takes off his pack and grabs his sensor running it over the hot spring to make sure it’s alright. “Okay, it’s safe.” 
“Thank the Maker.” You sigh, immediately taking your clothes off.
Gregor watches with lust blown pupils, groaning at the sight of you. He starts to shed his own clothing as you get into the water, letting out the most satisfying sigh at the feeling. All the tension seems to drain out of you right away.
“Look at you.” Gregor sighs as he palms his hardened length. 
You stand back up so that your breasts are on full display for your partner, your nipples instantly turning hard from the cool air. He steps into the water, backing you up against the damp but warm cave wall and takes your hands, pulling your arms up above your head so he can pin your wrists together with one of his strong hands. 
The cold unforgiving snow is completely forgotten as Gregor’s other hand travels down to your eager warmth, your legs separating for him automatically. 
“Good girl. You know just what to do don’t you?” He purrs. 
You nod, looking up into his usual warm brown eyes that look black right now. You can see the need for you in his eyes. 
A soft needy whimper leaves your throat when his middle finger finds your clit, warmth flooding your veins. 
“Please… Gregor… I need you.” You beg him. 
“I know you do.” He grins. “I always take care of you, don’t I, sweet girl?”
You nod. “Y-yes.”
He nods with you. “You want to cum, don’t you?” 
“P-please.” You’re absolutely drunk off the seduction in his voice. 
He could’ve told you to drop your pants out in the cold, and you probably would’ve listened if his voice sounded like it does right now. 
His finger slips down into your warmth and you moan loud enough that it echoes off the cave walls and it spurs Gregor on straightaway. He crushes his lips to yours, practically swallowing your moans, feeling drunk himself. 
Your tongues dance together as your hips grind against his hand as his finger pumps in and out of you, skillfully. 
Maker, he’s so good with those fingers, you think about them every single day. When he’s washing his gear, when he’s filling out reports, when he’s holding your hand… 
“Want another?” He already sounds so wrecked and you’ve not even fucked yet. 
“Stars, yes.” You moan. 
“Atta girl.” He sighs, proudly. “I love when you’re so eager for me.”
You smile proudly against his mouth as he inserts a second finger into your cunt, making you melt against him with a needy whimper. 
“So good…” Your eyes roll back in your head once his own fingers curl against that soft, velvety part inside of you. 
“Yeah it is.” He agrees, his lips find your neck, hotly, sucking against your damp skin. 
Your bodies already feel so warm and slick from the steam of the spring. You’re definitely not complaining. 
When Gregor’s thumb connects with your clit, and rubs ever so gently, you’re thrown over your edge quicker than you would’ve liked. Your eager moans fill the cave so deliciously that Gregor’s cock hardens painfully. 
“Maker, I love when you cum all over my hand. Too bad the spring is washing it away.” He tuts.
“Let me cum on your cock then.” You offer, your voice slightly hoarse. 
With a soft groan, he lets your wrists go and assertively spins you around, sitting you on the rocky edge of the spring, pushing into you with zero resistance. Both of you groan against the other’s mouths as they clash together, needing to feel each other even more. You wrap your entire body around him as he thrusts deeply into you, holding you so perfectly. One of his hands wraps in your hair so he can hold your head back and kiss you however much he wants. 
“Definitely gonna cum again.” You bite his bottom lip gently and he pulls you even closer.
“I swear you know just what to say…” He grunts with each thrust, his smile never faltering. “Not going to last much longer.”
You grin and clench around his cock, making him groan loudly as he shudders against you. You love the way he gets so vocal just for you. His moans alone have been known to make you cum. 
“Then fill me up, baby.” You practically beg. 
“Gotta make my darling girl finish again first.” He winks. 
“Let me help.” You bite your lip and slip your hand in between the two of you and rub your clit. “Fuck, Gregor…”
“That’s right, love. Keep saying my name.” He practically growls.
His name escapes your lips like a prayer, unable to stop saying it as he fucks you so perfectly, so deeply, that you can’t help but cum even harder than the first time. It always feels so planet shattering with him. 
Gregor follows quickly after, having held out just for you, always the gentleman. His cum leaks out of you and down the rock into the spring, the sight rightfully seared into his memory, hopefully forever. 
“My perfect girl.” He kisses you again. 
You sit up and sink down into the water with him, wrapping yourself around him, and he buries his face in your neck.
“Can we live here?” You groan as your sore muscles start to relax again. 
Gregor chuckles. “For the night.” 
When you get out of the spring, you wrap up in Gregor’s emergency blanket, next to the fire that he expertly starts from just the little bit of stuff he found. You both decide it’s best to wait the night out and then try to head back to base in the morning when the snow is settled and you can see more clearly. 
For now, you’re just thankful for your loving partner who keeps his promises of keeping you warm, all through the night.
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staycalmandhugaclone · 10 months
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Of Cody, Wolffe, Gregor, Howzer, and Fox, who goes into the fresher for a shower with clean clothes to change into and comes out wearing them, who comes out of the fresher in a towel, and who comes out nakkies?
Apparently this is now a series. Let's do this.
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Cody: He comes out of the fresher fully prepared for the day. If he has a military engagement, he's in his full kit. If he has plans to meet with someone is a more relaxed manner, he'll be finely dressed with his hair already styled. If he has company over for more... private reasons... well, he has something special to wear for that, too.
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Wolffe: Regardless what he has planned for the day, he leaves the fresher in his blacks and immediately adorns his kit in his room - there's more room so it's easier to maneuver into his armor
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Gregor: Is there really a question here? This dude comes out in his birthday suit with zero shame. Except that one time there was a non-vod visitor. He just kinda backed away with a "Oops, didn't realize we had company over!" Every word is accompanied with a giggle. "I'll just, hah, I'll be right back." He's too busy making placating gestures to think to cover himself until he's halfway back to the fresher. Mind you, this did not stop him from still coming out naked as the day he was decanted the very next morning.
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Howzer: Towel. And Maker, he makes it look good, a fact he's so painfully oblivious to...
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Fox: He... may have fallen asleep in there. He wakes in a frenzy and sprints out halfway in his blacks rapidly pulling fabric and armor into place in his frenzy.
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rskacreates · 2 years
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Some Sketch Story request from Instagram-Also a bonus notes drawing- Enjoy!!! I will not give context- GOODBYE
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I am continuing my rewatch of The Clone Wars since I have nothing better to do while I'm sick, and I got to the episode where they find Gregor.
I forgot how much of a sweetheart he is 🥺
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fox-trot · 26 days
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"No, you can't have a raise, Gregor."
"Oh, no, no, no, no! I don't want a raise, sir. I-I just wanted to know, what's a clone? Someone told me I was a clone today. They insisted."
"Heh. A clone? Clones fight battles across the galaxy. They are brave soldiers. Does that sound like you?"
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chopper-base · 5 months
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Don't see your favorite clone? Reblog and throw them in the tags!!!
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moonlightwarriorqueen · 9 months
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Bad Batch + Bedtime Stories
so this has the same deal as the previous deal, it also is most likely the last one lol.
Here I have included the Bad Batch, Gregor and Howser. Echo was done a second time since he acts fairly different as an Arc Trooper vs as part of the batch. Also there is no Omega included, but I do leave it pretty left open as to if she was part of the group or not. (Though I wrote it as if she were not, if that matters lol)
Intro is the same as the others to keep the prompt easy to work with. Howser and Gregor's might be a bit longer than the others (hard to tell on my cell notes screen tbh but seems to me like they are) but they need more love soooo
You happen to be babysitting your two younger cousins, they actually are having a sleepover. However, as luck would have it, your favourite Clone trooper was given some shore leave. He'd come to spend time with you...only to find you wrangling two children. A 5 yr old boy and a 7 yr old girl. You hastily apologized and explained the situation...
To your surprise, he decided to stay anyways. It wasn't any real issue the kids were over. Plus, it wasn't like he'd have much interactions
But as all days do, time soon ushered in the moon and with it the blanket of night. Bedtime for the munchkins were at hand. You wrestled the two into their pjs and into the spare mattress for one and the loveseat for the other. But just as you turned out the lights...the two expressed their distress.
"We need a story!"
"yeah, we can't sleep without one!"
you huffed softly at the two then thought of what book you had that would work for the job...
"alright, I'll go gra-"
"no, Him!" the boy whined pointing past you
"yeah!" the girl grinned and made grabby hands "come read to us!"
you glanced beyond you, to your dear trooper with a questioning brow...
"well...?"
surprised easily spread across his face before be opened his mouth to speak
Gregor
"well...alright..." the steady grin bloomed across his face before he looked your way "but I'm going to need some help"
"can't you read?" the boy asked and immediately you shot a look at your cousin and called out his name
"that is NOT how we talk to people you want to tell you a story!" you scolded crossing your arms "Gregor happens to be very smart a-"
you felt a pat on your shoulder before you heard his giggling. Turning your head, you saw the amused glint in his eye and the grin still where your gaze had left it
"oh don't worry about it"
you were about to protest when he spun you about and gave you a soft push
"I'll be needing a book~ Thank you~"
with a huff you left your commando with the two little monsters. You kept an ear out for anything else you had to stop, last thing you wanted was your dear Gregor at the merciless hands of the two munchkins and their, sometimes, rude questions. But when you returned, you found the mattress pressed against the loveseat and Gregor on top it. He was settled so he was between the two, the 5 yr old with a pillow smushed between his and Gregor's heads and the 7 yr old snuggled up in Gregor's side. The blankets somehow overlapping just enough to cover your beloved clone.
"oh...? Made peace, have we?"
"oh, they're not bad at all" Gregor snickered "they even offered me a spot right in the middle of the cuddles"
"I see that" you rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless as you crossed the room and handed over the book "hope you don't mind princesses"
"princess?" Gregor asked looking at the book
"do you not like princesses?" your little girl cousin asked with big eyes
"like them? I love them, especially if they're cute like you" he offered back with a smile.
Gregor had the two hook line and sinker. How he did so in such a small amount of time, you were sure that you'd never know.
"is it the book princess?" the 5 yr old asked kicking his feet in the air.
you reached a hand over and pushed his feet down, quickly tucking his blanket in tighter to trap his insubordinate feetsies.
"yes it is, you both like Beauty and the beast"
to this Gregor opened the book with a loud gasp
"what?!" both kids screamed jumping up
"I LOVE this story too!!" he practically yelled theatrically "I haven't been able to hear it since I left Kamino!"
the two looked a bit confused, not knowing what Kamino was, and you quickly told them it was where Gregor was from. Which settled them right away. They cuddled right back up with grins as they watched the commando begin to read the story.
"you know...you could've stopped once they fell asleep" you mumbled yawning
"nah, it was a nice story...couldn't just stop in the middle" he said amused "did I tire you out with reading?"
"kinda hard not to with such a nice story teller" you teased "you wanna stay over?"
"sure, but let's stay here. It's nice to be all cuddled with you guys"
"anything you want" you said as your heart melted at the sight before curling up with your beloved trooper
Howser
"a bedtime story?!" he asked with mock surprise "me?!" to add to it, he dumbly point a finger to his chest
your cousins giggled like madmen
"well, if the children insist, who am I to refuse...?!" he grinned, peeking at you and winking
"YEAH!" they screamed in excitement
"settle down or Howser isn't doing the story" you softly scolded with a amused look
the two gasped and re-got comfy in their beds for the night
"with your permission, ma'am" Howser stood straight as a needle awaiting your 'command'
you could hear your cousins giggling at his antics but you couldn't hide the bright grin on your own lips. Nor did he even attempt to hide the teasing glint in his eye
"oh by all means, Captain, they're your problem now" you leaned back into the doorway as Howser bowed dramatically before entering the room formally
"alright, troopers...you got your favourite toy?" he waited until they held up their plushies "how bout blankies and pillows?"
he was greeted with giggles and fistfulls of both being held up
"alright...oh wait! Did you brush your teeth...?"
your cousins then barred their teeth to 'proove' they had
"alright, good job. Then..." he settled on the floor before the mattress with an 'oof' with got more giggles "I guess a story is in order"
you watched him comically make a thinking pose and scrunched up his face to show just how hard he was thinking, all for the kids' amusement of course, before he seemed to settle on a story
"alright so, one day when I was out doing my captain-y things...-"
the story was the most ridiculous thing you'd ever heard. It took everything in your power not to cackle or snort half the time and you had no idea how this was supoosed to make the littles pass out. And yet, the giggles turned into soft snickers and, finally, snores.
You watched, in awe, as your beloved captain sighed and stretch as he stood. Acting as if he had just completed a long and ardurous task rather than putting two children to sleep. He then turned to face you with a glitter in his gaze
"well~? how'd I do? Mission complete?" he teased in a hushed tone as he made his way to you
"oh yeah" you grinned "in fact, I think we oughtta talk to your C.O."
"really...?"
"they gotta promote you for Commander for this, for sure" you teased gently pulling him from the room
"Commander of bedtime stories, huh...I can't say I hate it" he countered with a smile
Echo
with a heavy sigh, Echo looked to you for your reaction. however, he was met with a sweet grin and a gentle nudge of your head in their direction. A silent encouragment
"I'm sure you've got something they'd love to hear...if not I can find you a book"
Echo nodded and made his way to their bedding. He carefully lowered himself to the floor as your cosuins eyed his cybernetics. Your 5 yr old cousin reaching towards one of the cables, seemingly unnoticed by the once arc trooper.
you called his name out and glared his chubby hand away from Echo's head. Echo glanced your way a bit confused by your sudden harsh tone, but quickly put two and two together. Much to your chagrin
"how come Ech-"
you quickly shut the question down from the girl with a deep frown
"Echo is very special, and we love him for who he is. You don't ask someone why they have red hair or can't see, right?"
the two promptly shut up and you purposefully chose to avoid meeting eyes with Echo. You weren't sure if it was okay by him to say such a thing, but you didn't want to let your munchkins get away with being rude. Plus, you couldn't stop the need to protect your favourite trooper from bubbling up and escaping.
You heard a soft chuckle before Echo began to speak
"I have a story that's about a boy and his brother who was always getting them into trouble. How about that?" he offered with a bittersweet look to his face
"my brother always gets me in trouble!" the girl said sitting straight up
"really? well, then you'll definitely like this story. You see the boy's brother, Fiv-"
you watched quietly as Echo recounted some pranks, antics and happy moments with his now gone brother, Fives. The memories were bittersweet, but he was careful to not tell them that way...opting to stick to the more lighter side of the situations. Even some that you had known were much darker. All the while, your cousins ate the stories up completely unaware of the harsh reality of it all...all up until they fell asleep
"I'm sorry" you whispered after Echo had snuck out of the room "I just...I didn't want them to upset you"
Echo chuckled and pulled you along with him towards your own comfy spot
"Fives've been happy to know you were so quick to come to rescue me"
"always..." you smiled snuggling close
Tech
"I disagree, I'm not efficent at story telling" he promotly declined
you sighed and looked to your cousins. But they weren't having any of it. They continued to whine and pester for a few more minutes before Tech huffed and held a hand to you
"I suppose if they wish to suffer through my story telling then I shall have to make them understand the err in their ways"
you laughed gently as you grabbed a story and handed it to him
He settled himself on the floor and opened the book with a slight distaste in his expression
"Alice was oh so bored, her sister below reading from a book that was no fun. No pictures nor conversations -"
Tech continued to read up until he started finding incredulous situations
"- waistcoat pocket...that is completely illogical, who would be so inclined to make waistcoats for-"
"It's a children's sory" you gently pressed
"it's nonsense" he countered flipping through some pages with a disapproving frown
"it's just fun and magical...it's fine" you giggled taking the book and bringing him back to the first chapter "they'll fall asleep if you read it"
Tech glanced past you to the over-tired faces of your cousins and with a dejected sigh, resigned himself to reading the most absured story he'd ever witnessed in his entire life.
"-for Alice knew better than to just drink a bottle without looking at it -, thank the stars...she finally has some sense-"
"Tech"
"...she looked for a posion label on the bottle and upon not finding one, she tipped the glass to her lips, - she does realize anyone could have tak-"
you rolled your eyes at your favourite trooper. He never stopped criticizing Alice and her adventures...but his rambling dragged the chapter on much longer than it normally could have. And both children were asleep - though whether it was due to listening to the story or being fed up with him ruining it...you weren't sure...
"they're asleep, I'll put it away" you held your hand out.
Tech was all too happy to be away from the phantastical tale, and practically threw it at you
"next time I'm bringing a much more appropriate story. Something that will not fill their-"
you gently pulled the bad batcher with you and out of the room as he rambled about better ideas for this supposed 'next time'. although, you were a bit happy that he was willing to read to them again...
Wrecker
the large clone laughed and nudged you
"you hear that? they want me to do story time!" he beamed
you hummed with a nod
"you think you can get them to calm down...?" you asked genuinely but to this query, Wrecker's grin fell
"ah...probably not" he chuckled then turned to the kids "how about! I curl up with ya and your cousin reads the story!"
the munchkins glanced at each other then at you...and lastly back to Wrecker. They grinned and pulled their blankets back to offer him a seat between them.
And as one might expect, the large man-boy practically lept for the spot and snuggled right in.
You giggled softly as you left to retrieve a story. Upon coming back, neither child was where they ought to be. Instead they wre using Wrecker as a pillow and plushie. But you weren't going to fuss if it got them to fall asleep.
"okay," you sighed as you settled yourself at the ebd of the mattress "Princess Buttercup enjoyed her days in a few simple ways, but her most favourite was to-"
You weren't sure who was more engrossed in the story you were reading, your cousins or your trooper cuddled up with them. But surely and steadily...the occassional soft giggle disappeared and the sound of snores rang out instead.
you paused your reading and glanced up to see that Wrecker was fighting back sleep himself.
"did the story put you to sleep too?"
"kinda...this is nice" your beloved clone mumbled rubbing an eye "can we stay here?"
your heart bloomed at the ask and you couldn't help but agree
"I'll grab another blanket for us" you smiled before walking off to do just that.
But upon returning, you were left the only one still awake.
Crosshair
"I don't do stories" he grumbled pointing his toothpick at the pouting children "you want a story, ask someone who gives a kr-"
"ahem" you stared at him with your arms crossed.
Crosshair just huffed and rolled his eyes
"whatever, I'm not reading"
you glanced to the near-crying look in your cousins' faces at the brutal rejection and sighed
"I'll find something to read, could you just keep them company while I do? Please?"
Crosshair stared at you with a deep frown but relented with a groan.
He trudged into the room and settled with a thud on the floor before the mattress, while you rushed to find a story.
When you returned, however, you found Crosshair answering the littles' curious questions. And not in a sharp or mean tone either.
"-unfortunately, Wrecker doesn't seem to know how to mantain personal boundaries and everything just starts to get...-" he paused to glance your way
"busted" you teased softly as you scooted in next to him "what about my favourite teddy-bear-clone?"
Your trooper scoffed and turned towards the sleepy-eyed kids before contuing his tale.
Sure enough, the sleepy questions dwindled off with their consciousnesses. You gently nudged your beloved trooper with a soft grin and Crosshair, with a small nod, followed you quietly out of the room
"that wasn't so bad" you teased in a whisper
"you left me alone with them, and they started harassing me with questions" he grumbled, although his tone wasn't anywhere near as grumpy as before
"welcome to the wonderful world of children. Weird questions come with the territory. You'll get it someday" you giggled as the two of you moved further and further from where the sleeping monsters lay
"hn...I think I can get enough weird questions without adding to the pile" he chuckled
"I can always give you some more if you're feeling put out that your answers were left on deaf ears~"
"oh I'm good." he huffed "but now that they're done for the night, I expect some compensation for my...good graces"
you rolled you eyes but snuggled up
"sure thing, but you totally enjoyed talking to them - even if you deny it~"
a grunt was your only response.
Hunter
your trooper looked betwen you and the kids before sighing, no doubt his heightened senses proved he was in a bit of a pickle
"I suppose...I could wrangle something up for them. If they actually go to sleep" he relented
your cousins cheered but with a glance from the sergeant, they settled back down, eager for their story to take place
"after you, oh story teller" you bowed and held your arm out dramatically
Hunter rolled his eyes but chuckled humorously as he passed you and into the room. He glanced around before finding a spot he deemed the best for the job, you following in behind and settling your ass next to him. With no more than a raised brow your way, he turned to the kids and began the story
"once upon a time, there were two little monsters-"
The story was entirely on the fly, at least it seemed to be so, as the little monsters seemed to have a real kinship to the little munchkins falling asleep before you both. And Hunter seemed to be at peace and even happy as he spun the story for your cousins. Part of you wondered if he had done this before, whether in a mission or to one of his brothers.
Surely enough, they drifted to sleep. Hunter could probably tell much better than you could, as you'd noticed his soft smile grow as he spoke over time. Probably noticing their desperate fight to stay awake, which had proven futile.
"thank you" you whispered looking over at his tattooed side of his face
"don't wrry about it, at least you didn't have to fight them to bed..." he continued watching the littles with a soft smile "although, I think I'd rather fight them to sleep than in a war most nights"
it was a tease, but part of you wondered how much of that he really felt. But such a curiosity was sniffed out quickly as he turned to you and rubbed your arm.
"let's get outta here before we accidentally wake them...they were a nice change of pace, but I'd rather keep you to myself for the rest of the night"
giggling softly you practically dragged him out of their 'room'
"oh trust me, you have me - well, up until someone wakes up"
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clone-anon-after-dark · 4 months
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Make a Mess (Gregor x F!Reader)
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Warnings: sub!Gregor, foreplay, light bondage (spreader bar, no pain), use of safety colors / safewords (nothing but green used here), oral sex (reader receiving), pegging, toys, praise, use of “ma’am,” feather play, brief masturbation, face riding, unprotected sex
A/N: established relationship. The colors for the safewords might not seem needed here, but I think if they use them in bed regularly, it’s a comfort thing and a habit for them at this point. This fic was inspired by this post and subsequent interaction with @deewithani. Thank you!
There are two versions of this fic. The m!reader version can be found here.
Gregor came out of the refresher in nothing but a towel.  He smiled and giggled a bit as he caught you staring. He felt heat coming to his cheeks and somehow he couldn’t deny you still made his heart race, especially at the thought of being physical.  His eyes scanned your naked body, unable to stop himself from appreciating it all.  You approached him with a grin, pulling him closer and claiming his mouth as you wrapped an arm around his waist. You felt at home with the familiar scent of him, freshly showered.
“All clean,” you asked.  He nodded.
“All of you?”
He chuckled. “I’m ready. Bum and all.”  
Even just saying it got you both a little hotter. Gregor wasn’t one to insist on being in charge all the time. He wasn’t afraid to let you take control and explore making each other feel good in different ways.  You took his hand and walked him to the bed. You pushed his shoulders to lay him back and kissed his chest.  Gregor reached to touch you and you playfully swatted him away.
“Only I do the touching right now,” you firmly insisted.  “You touch when I say you can.”
“Yes ma’am,” he said, leaving his hands at his sides. He longed to touch you, to give your ass a little squeeze, feel the softness of your breasts, to run his hands up your back and cling to you while kissing, but instead he let you have your fun.  You drew it out, leaving kisses down both his arms, along the insides of his wrists and palms. You finally pulled the towel open to reveal him in all his glory. His skin tingled a bit at the loss of heat, but your mouth was soon leaving little kisses along his thighs as you hovered over him.  You ran your hands along his legs and torso, helping him to relax for what was about to come.
“Let’s begin,” you said.  “Color?”
“Green,” he answered.
“Good,” you replied. “Now get over here and lick my pussy.”
Gregor complied.  You sat back against some pillows, lounging as he licked along your sex. His lips and tongue teased your folds before he started tracing patterns with his tongue in earnest. Normally he would have used his expert fingers to help, but he followed orders for now. He made his way up to your clit and started leaving little kitten licks.
“Suck on my clit,” you said, adding, “and don’t touch yourself.”
Gregor did as he was told and grinned the entire time. An involuntary giggle escaped and you ran your hand through his hair.  You liked asking for what you wanted, but still relished the feeling of closeness with him. You continued to card your fingers through his hair as he used his tongue in truly creative ways before gently sucking your sensitive bud.
“Good boy,” you said, as he added little licks along with just the right amount of pressure. “So good.”  Gregor complied with a smile on his face.  He loved the taste and smell of you.  He couldn’t get enough.  You closed your eyes, enjoying the sensation and wanting it to last forever.  It was not to be, though, as you noticed his hand had gotten to work on his length and his other was inching closer toward your entrance.
“Gregor,” you said, looking down to meet his eyes. “Are you touching yourself?”
“I…” he couldn’t stop smiling. “Yes, ma’am. Sorry, ma’am.”
You let out a sigh that was all for show. “Lay back on the bed.”  Again he complied, knowing what was coming next.  You’d tried tying him up before and he always managed to get out, seeing it more as a challenge, but the spreader bar was one thing he couldn’t escape easily.  He lifted his head willingly as you placed the bar behind his neck, pillows all cushioning him from any real discomfort. He wiggled his eyebrows at you, pleased with this development.  You couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re such a flirt,” you said, kissing him.  
“Can’t help it with you,” he replied.
You cuffed each of his hands to an end of the bar and there was no way he could touch himself now. He pulled against the soft leather cuffs just to test it. You left him one more kiss and sat between his legs. He was completely splayed out for you and all you wanted to do was fuck him silly. Instead, you picked up a cockring and large feather and simply asked “color?”  When he gave you the green light you wrapped the ring around his balls and the base of his length and smiled at the sight of him straining a bit more. You placed the strap on, harness hugging your hips, as he watched in anticipation.  You kept your composure and grabbed the lube, working a healthy amount onto his hole and along the toy.
“I need you,” he said, nearly begging.  Without further warning you pushed yourself inside him. It wasn’t quick or harsh, but you made your presence known.  He let out a loud moan.  You started thrusting, little moans escaping your lips as part of the harness brushed against you each time you buried the toy inside him.  You weren’t in a rush and he liked it that way. He wanted to take the time to really feel you and enjoy the experience.  Your heart raced at the sight of him, hands restrained, cock throbbing, knees bent and parted.  
He started pulling against his restraints, not out of a desire to stop but because he instinctively wanted more contact. You had avoided touching him since adding the cockring and he longed for some kind of contact in addition to the internal massage you were giving him.
“Color,” you asked, reaching for the feather.
“Green,” he let out enthusiastically.  You’d played with the feather before. He didn’t really like the ticklish feeling, but using it more firmly resulted in a silky sensation that drove him wild. You ran the feather along his length once and then concentrated small, firm movements to his balls while you continued to fuck him at the same pace.  You watched him twitch and squirm as he got closer.  
“I want to see you make a mess,” you said.
It was all too much for him to hold back.  One more thrust and flick of your wrist with that feather and he found his high.  He came so hard, his spend lined his abdomen, chest and a little reached his chin.  You were aching for more contact of your own, nearly dripping at this point.
“Such a good boy.  What a sight.”  You smiled at him as you slowed your movements to a stop. “Makes me want to sit on your handsome face.”
“Please do,” he said, still catching his breath.  You carefully removed yourself from him and took off the harness around your hips. You decided to release him from his restraints and removed the bar so you could kneel over him easier.  You positioned yourself above him.  
“You can touch me now,” you said with a grin, giving him permission.  He held your hips, pressing them closer to his face, encouraging you to ride him.  You firmly rubbed yourself on his chin and gasped as his tongue came up to lick your pussy.  You felt his steady but intense breathing, Gregor trying to inhale as much of you as possible.  You rode his outstretched tongue until you came. His strong hands encouraged you to keep moving, riding the wave as long as you could. Once you felt satisfied, you laid next to him, revealing the most pleased grin on his face.
“You look so good like this,” you said, caressing his soaked cheek and appreciating him from head to toe. “So beautiful.”
“So do you,” he replied with love in his eyes.  
You leaned in and kissed his cheek, nuzzling your face against his. After a few minutes just appreciating each other, you kissed him again and told him to stay put.  You put the bar away, washed the toys, and got a warm washcloth, helping to clean him off and then yourself. He sat up and you massaged his strong shoulders, upper back, and arms, knowing they would be a bit stiff from staying in the same position earlier. He melted under your touch, enjoying the attention before laying back down. You pulled him closer to you and peppered little kisses on his face to make him smile.  He kissed your chin and rested against you, letting out a content sigh. As you both calmed, the heat in the room seemed to dissipate and you pulled a blanket up to cover the both of you.  You rubbed his back as he snuggled into your side and quietly talked about the experience, making sure he really enjoyed everything and asking what else he might want to modify or try.  
“Next time you can take me from behind,” he said.
“I could. Or you could take me from behind,” you added.
“Or we could find a way to switch,” he said with a smile.
“Whatever you want, love.” You kissed him again.  Sometimes planning an evening of intimacy was fun, but other times you liked to go with the flow. Gregor had so much love to give and such an open heart. You were forever grateful that you were his and he was yours.  You both relaxed until you fell asleep.
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