Hunter X Fem!Reader One-Shot - Show Me What You've Got

Do you take requests? I would love to read something with Hunter where he teaches you how to fight :))) smut is also welcome

Hmm, thanks for the input 🔥🔥🔥

Hunter x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Show Me What You've Got

Do You Take Requests? I Would Love To Read Something With Hunter Where He Teaches You How To Fight :)))

Warnings: Smut/Strongly Suggestive/Soft-Dom Hunter/Training Turns To Smut/Sexual Content/Dub-Con(?)/Dirty Stuff/18+

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You won't find much of a plot here 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also, I'm so tired I could cry, so this is not proofread, sorry...

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You are much too self-confident, actually you already know that before you visit him, so far you never beat hunter in a sparring session. But you want to try out the few moves you learned yesterday. And who would be better suited for that than Hunter, whom you like to get close to anyway? The man is downright outrageously handsome, with his dark hair, that striking face, those firm muscles under his toned skin. Combined with that deep, slightly smoky voice, the way he moves and looks at you, a cocktail that always makes your heart beat faster and fills your nights with wild dreams. Hunter really likes to be alone. You know that because he always makes sure he has a training room all to himself in the barracks. Basically, Hunter withdraws from others at every opportunity rather than seeking their proximity. You know why he takes time off whenever he can, trains alone, and spends as little time as possible with other soldiers besides his own squad. Hunter's extraordinary senses cause him to be quickly exposed to sensory overload, with things that others wouldn't even notice. Being continuously exposed to everything in this way, you imagine, is very exhausting.

So you can understand his general reserve. Hunter is already waiting for you when you enter the training room. He has already spread out the large mat on the floor, which is supposed to cushion any possible falls. You examine him quickly, inconspicuously. Black muscle shirt, black sports pants, barefoot. Of course, he's wearing his bandana, as usual. He has bandaged his hands, probably he intends to go to the punching bag later, you have observed him secretly, fascinated sometimes. The flex of his muscles, the power behind each punch, his posture. You suppress a longing sigh at the thought. Hunter addresses you, snapping you out of your thoughts. "There you are. I've been waiting." You glance at the clock hanging on the wall of the room above your heads, and say dryly, "I'm five minutes early." Hunter smiles with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "I know, but you're usually in earlier than that" You blink, feeling caught. Does he know that you sometimes secretly watch him? But he distracts your thoughts again.

"You learned something new you wanted to try with me?" he asks curiously. "Um, yeah, right. Something Wolffe showed me." Hunter frowns briefly and asks, so casually it almost doesn't seem casual anymore, "Since when do you hang out with the wolf pack?" The way you look at him makes him feel like you're looking right into him and seeing through his curious question. So he looks down at his hands and pretends he needs to fix the bandages. Somehow you can't recognize his behavior for what it is at this moment. You shrug your shoulders and say, "For quite some time now, as a matter of fact, sometimes. Did I never tell you about it before?" "No, you didn't," Hunter says, clearing his throat and pulling his bandana a little tighter. "Well, now I've told you," you say lightly, unaware of why he's so interested. Hunter nods and says, "Okay, show me what you've got."

His gaze wanders along your body, your posture. Your black yoga pants hugging your curves, the shirt you wear is a little wider, but knotted in the back. Hunter is distracted and promptly lands on his back as you pull his legs away with a simple trick. He makes a startled noise before landing on the ground. Grinning, you bend over him. "Well, that was easy today," you say, amused.

"I wasn't fully on top of my game. That doesn't count." You snort and laugh softly, "Oh come on Hunter, no one on the battlefield cares if you're ready or not either". His eyes narrow, and he says suspiciously smoky, "Hmm, good point". In the next moment he's grabbed you, taken down your defenses, has you on your back and is on top of you.

"Damn," you curse softly and try to break free, but he holds you under him with ease. He grins at you and your heart really jumps out at him, but not only that, a gentle pulse has arisen between your thighs as your nether regions touch, and you feel every contact very clearly through the thin fabric of your pants. "Gotcha, once again," he says with a grin.

You smile back nervously. You are aware of how sharp his senses are, and he will notice the change in your mood and hormone balance very quickly. Finally, you see it in his face. His expression changes, the smile slowly disappears, he blinks and tilts his head slightly to the side. "That's new," he says softly. You don't even ask what he means, because you already know. You swallow and say just as quietly, "Sorry." You expect him to let go of you and seek distance, but he surprises you. Hunter grabs both of your wrists with one hand and pins them above your head on the mattress, his other hand gently moving to the back of your neck. "There is no need to be sorry, if you ask me".

He knows it's a daring move, but he cant help it, he has to take the leap and taste the waters.

Your heart almost jumps out of your chest as his face comes closer and closer. His lips touch yours, slowly at first, tenderly, and your pulse begins to race, your eyes closing. Hunter's tongue slides over your lips which automatically open for him, and as it slides in and touches yours, the pulse between your thighs intensifies. You moan softly into the kiss. Very clearly, you feel him slowly getting hard as his pelvis still rests on yours, between your thighs. The hand that is on your neck slowly moves down, over the fabric of your shirt, feeling your breasts, gently kneading them, probing. His thumb feels your nipples, which are erected, pressing through the thin fabric of your bra and shirt.

A shiver runs down your spine, a tingle spreads through your belly as he plays with your nipples through the fabric, still holding you captive beneath him and his kiss. Ever so slowly, barely noticeably, he moves between your legs, pushing his hard length through the fabric, rubbing over your pubic, sparking gentle, stimulating friction. Hunter's hand finally moves under the fabric, while the other still holds your wrists. You feel his bare fingertips on your skin, the rough fabric of the bandages on his hands as he pushes the cups of your bra up and off your breasts to get at the soft, velvety mounds beneath. Suddenly he straightens up, sitting between your thighs, and let's go of you. He points an admonishing finger at you with a dirty little smile and says, " Stay right there." You obey, not even thinking of contradicting him. He takes off the bandages, removes them from his hands and tosses them carelessly to the side before throwing himself over you again. He stops just inches away from your face, catches himself with his hands on the mat, and grins at you.

Hunter teasingly kisses your chin and the tip of your nose, then straightens up again, pulling your T-shirt over your head. "Be a good girl and come with me," he says in an almost whisper, close to your ear, just before he bites your earlobe very gently.

You swallow, but nod and let him help you up. Clad only in your panties, you follow him to a side chamber where other workout equipment is stored. Hunter leads you to one of the benches where people usually lift weights, puts his towel over it and gently but firmly pushes you onto it so that you are lying on your back in front of him.

With a little smirk, he says, "Good girl."

Hunter wanders down along your body, pulling off your yoga pants and murmuring, "I really need to smell and taste you." You blink, heat flooding your body the second you realize exactly what he means by that. Your pants land on the floor, then his fingers travel down from the base of your breasts to where your body is radiating the most heat. His fingertips ghost over the thin fabric of your panties, lingering on the wet spot, exerting playful pressure. Hunter is kneeling in front of the bench, head between your thighs, close to your pubic area, he takes a deep breath and shakily expels it. "Damn, what a scent!"

His cock is already twitching expectantly in his pants, your hormones, the luring substances your body produces in arousal, tingling under his skin, from crown to toe. His fingers finally wander under the waistband of your panties and pull them off as well.

You can't believe that you are lying practically naked on a bench in one of the training halls, Hunter's head between your thighs. He has reserved this room for himself, but it is not locked, someone could still come in. But this thought suddenly disappears from your mind when you feel his breath on your damp folds, and shortly after his lips and tongue.

He presses his tongue to your pussy, roaming through your folds, dipping into your sensitive, wet hole once or twice, making you twitch, before he focuses on your clit. His tongue, exerting perfect pressure, circles skillfully and nimbly on the bundle of nerves. You haven't noticed it yourself yet, but you're already sighing, moaning and gasping, fueling him in his efforts. Hunter feels exactly each of your reactions, knows exactly when and what causes your arousal to increase, and thus learns very quickly, to perfection, every pressure, every movement that sends you into ecstasy. You tremble with aroused tension, your thighs quiver gently. You are so horny, and yet a part of you is very aware of what is happening and can't quite grasp it. That's Hunter tonguing your clit as if he's been programmed to do just that. It feels so good, everything is tingling and vibrating inside you, your hands are gripping the bench above your head and clutching at it.

He is relentless. You hear the soft slurp, a repetitive soft aroused rumble deep from his chest as he holds your thighs apart with his hands. He's getting faster and faster, his tongue gliding over your swollen pearl more and more rapidly. Hunter is literally chasing you towards your orgasm. The knot that has formed in your belly loosens, a fiery tingle pulses through your clit, your pussy twitches and drips. Your moan is almost like a little scream. Hunter's tongue massages you through a prolonged, intense climax.

You dare only a brief glance and see his intense eyes, the pupils so dilated that his eyes seem almost black. His senses are full of you, your scent and your hormones have practically overpowered him. He lets go of your clit, just at the right moment, and you're just about to catch your breath when he moves further down and his tongue suddenly drills into your dripping opening and starts licking you out. "Hunter!" you exclaim, startled. Hypersensitive after climaxing, you twitch and tremble as he uses his tongue to fill you. He has to grip tighter to keep you from escaping his grasp and slipping off the bench with your twitching. You claw even harder with your hands on the bench. Hunter takes his time, absorbing every drop of your juices like a starving man. It takes a moment, but your arousal builds again. Suddenly his head comes out from between your legs and he takes a deep breath.

"What a feast, my good girl," he says in a voice rough with horniness. He straightens up, kneeling in front of the bench, his pelvis between your thighs, and you catch a glimpse of his hard length. His cock is thick, long, gently curved, the tip slightly red and swollen, leaking pre-cum. You lick your lips, knowing what's coming next, can't wait to feel him inside you. But you're also a little nervous. You know him, you know he won't hurt you, but this has all happened so suddenly and quite unexpectedly. As if sensing it, he looks at you and asks softly, "Are you ready for me, beautiful?" You blink, feeling a little breathless, but you nod and say, "I couldn't be more ready." He smirks, looks down, grips the base of his cock and guides the tip to your pussy. Hunter is hungry, very much so, but he takes it slow, applying only gentle pressure at first, prodding at your entrance, softly. You bend your legs and pull them up, opening your thighs invitingly a little wider for him.

Hunter applies more pressure, parts your wet folds and slowly advances between your slick walls. You watch him as he tenses his muscles. He licks his lips, looks down and watches in fascination as his hard length sinks into you. As he bottoms out in you, he closes his eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath. The feeling is intense, for both of you. For him as your wet heat closes around his cock, his senses full of you, and for you as he stretches and fills you. One of his hands moves to your hip and grips gently but firmly, the other moves to your pubic area. His fingertips gently glide over your clit, which is swollen, gently pulsing. Your legs clamp gently but firmly around his hips, showing him you're ready for more. Hunter smiles in satisfaction. He can definitely feel and smell your willingness. He knows that his fingers dancing on your pearl have got you going again. His hips pull back a bit and thrust into you again. A soft wet sound, accompanied by the impact of naked skin on naked skin, fills the room. He takes you slowly, but he gradually speeds up. You feel each thrust, erotically invading, combined with your pearl pulsing under his fingers, and you lean your head back.

Hunter watches you, your every movement, the way your breasts move with each of his thrusts, and again and again he looks down, watching your bodies merge. "This is so good, Hunter," you moan, pushing against his thrusts, using your hands on the bench to push. He's getting faster and faster. The accelerating, lewd sound of your bodies colliding with each thrust, mixed with your lustful sounds, is like music to his ears. The tension, the intensity increases, you feel it too. You automatically tense your abdomen, causing your pussy to close even tighter around his cock.

He lets out a half-swallowed moan. His fingers on your clit quicken, his whole body tense, hard as granite. You groan out in a near whisper, "So close." "Good girl," Hunter presses out breathlessly.

His thrusts become irregular, he bites his lower lip, his hand on your hip grips tighter. Your climax pulses through the center of your body, makes your pussy twitch, and your thighs shake. A curse comes across your lips. The next moment you hear him let out a deep, drawn-out moan, feel his warm seed coating your walls. Two-three more slow, firm thrusts and Hunter pauses, breathing heavily. You both catch your breath, only now noticing that everything here smells musty like an old gym, mixed with the distinct tangy, salty smell of sex. He leaves your body, gently cleans you with the towel. Then, finally, your eyes meet again. You look at each other for a moment, then both of you grin. "That was an interesting workout," you say, laughing softly. He chuckles and says, "That's something Wolffe sure didn't show you." You look at him cheekily and say, "How would you know?" Hunter frowns, his smile disappears, he doesn't seem to know quite what to say. You can see his shoulders tense. You chuckle and say, "You should see your face. Relax Sergeant, you're the only soldier who's been between my thighs so far."

Hunter's shoulders relax again, he raises a brow in amusement, "If you don't mind, I'd like to remain the only one in the future"

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The Bad Batch x GNJedi! Reader HCs - A New Flavor

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Fluffy/May be slightly suggestive in parts

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Hunter

You sit down with him on the park bench. You have a basket with you, the contents of which Hunter does not yet know. He feels a little uncomfortable because you are in public, and he must remain neutral. Your togetherness must not be discovered.

As if reading his mind, you say, "We are far from Republican control, no one knows us here. You are here in civilian clothes, just like me, nobody knows us. Relax, Hunter."

Of course, you didn't read his mind, but sensed his unease in the Force.

He smiles at you uncertainly. Finally, takes a deep breath and says, "Basically I know that, but being out in public with you like this is… unusual"

You grab his hand and squeeze it encouragingly. His gaze drops to the basket, and he says, "I have a feeling you have something planned. What's in the basket?"

Your smile widens a touch.

"Something good," you say, taking the cover off the basket.

Hunter glances at the contents, a collection of various fruits.

As he looks back up into your face, you say with a smirk, "I have a loving assault on your senses in mind, your taste buds to be exact."

"Now you have me curious"

You take a knife, one of the fruits and cut it open. You hand him one half, which he takes carefully. He smells it and blinks.

"There's not much smell, just a hint of sweetness" he says with a probing look in your direction.

"Taste some of it, you can eat the peel with it, it's edible and the fruit all cleaned by me in advance."

Hunter takes a very careful little bite, barely a second later his eyes widen, and he says in surprise, "Very sweet, very different from the smell"

You take a berry from the basket and gently bring it to his mouth, he opens his lips and lets you put the berry in his mouth and playfully closes his teeth around your finger for a brief moment, pretending he wants to bite into it.

You laugh softly at his little silliness, but continue to watch for his reaction. He releases your finger again and bites into the berry in his mouth. Suddenly, he squints his eyes and curls his lips.

"Oh, that's sour, very sour".

You giggle and say, "Don't swallow it yet, bite off another piece of the other fruit, try the combination"

He does as he is told and lets out a low hum. He nods with satisfaction and smiles.

"The combination is very good, tasty".

He sets the basket aside and pulls you towards him. Hunter kisses the corner of your mouth and asks purring, "Is there anything else you brought that I may taste, besides the fruit?"

You feel heat rise in your cheeks as he reaches for your hand and kisses your neck.

Echo

When you show Echo the fruit, you can feel his curiosity instantly vibrating in the Force. He curiously rummages through the basket and smells the different fruits in turn. He seems like a critical explorer, scrutinizing his discovery very closely. You've seen Echo do similar things with other things, other foods, but usually he doesn't try them.

You watch with amusement as he scrutinizes each fruit and are pleased by his curiosity. It's not without reason that you brought this basket of fruit. Echo knows little other than protein bars and military rations, you wanted to open up a new culinary world for him, show him that there is more. Something to look forward to.

He finally holds one of the fruits out to you and says, "I'd like to try these first. I've seen them here and there, but I've never eaten them."

With a gentle smile, you accept the fruit and cut it into bite-sized pieces for him. You gently bring one of the pieces to his mouth. He opens his mouth and lets you feed him. You are aware that Echo is very picky and careful about what he eats, you are pleased to see how much he trusts you.

He chews the piece of fruit, his look is thoughtful, finally he nods and smiles.

"Sweet and sour in one, well balanced, intense in flavor but not overpowering".

With a smile you say, "Nature has created a wonderful pearl with this fruit, hasn't it"

Echo nods in agreement. He takes the basket on his lap and slides closer to you. With a heart-melting smile, he says, "Show me more, Mesh'la."

Wrecker

Curiosity is in his nature. Wrecker grabs the basket before you've even talked about it and opens it.

"What do we have here?"

"Fruit," you answer him, amused.

He beams at you, "Can we eat these?"

With a nod, you say, "Yeah, sure, that's why I brought them."

Wrecker looks at each fruit individually, fascinated and smiling. He is always curious to learn and try new things. He trusts you unconditionally, he would try anything you suggest, anytime.

Finally, he holds out one of the fruits and asks, "How about this one? Does it taste good to you?"

"Only one way to find out," you say with a wink.

He laughs enthusiastically, pulls a knife from his belt, and cuts open the fruit. There's a big, fat pit in the middle of the pulp. You point to it and say, "This part is not edible, in fact the contents of this pit are very poisonous. But the surrounding rest is edible without worry."

Wrecker nods understandingly, removes the seed and tries some of the edible pulp.

"Hmmm, this is good, very sweet, almost like candy".

You had already suspected that this particular fruit would be especially tasty to him.

Smacking his lips with pleasure, he says, "I love it when you show me new things. What should I try next?"

Wrecker pulls you and your basket onto his lap and lets you feed him. He makes you giggle and blush by licking the juice of the fruit off your fingers.

Tech

Smiling, amused, you watch Tech as he takes a close look at the basket and its contents. He scans each fruit and searches the holonet for information. Finally, you sigh softly, and he looks directly at you.

"Is something wrong?" he asks quietly.

"I was hoping you'd let me surprise you, just taste the fruit instead of searching online for its properties," you say honestly.

Tech pushes his goggles up the bridge of his nose with his index finger and says matter-of-factly, "My thirst for knowledge is always greater than my appetite for risk."

You frown and ask, "Are you saying you don't trust me?"

Tech's eyes widen.

"What?! No, that's certainly not what I'm saying."

You shrug and say, calmly, knowing you're making him a little nervous, "That's what it sounds like."

Tech licks his lips. Finally, he puts his holopad away again and looks directly at you.

"Okay, I'll prove it to you," he says firmly and puts the holopad away.

You show a small smirk.

Tech folds his arms in front of his chest and says, "Pick me any fruit, and I'll try it."

With a soft laugh, you say, "You've already checked out most of them, haven't you?"

Tech blinks, unfolds his arms again and runs his clean-shaven chin thoughtfully.

"There are two I haven't checked yet" he says, pointing to said fruit.

With a wry smile, you take one of the two fruits from the basket, cut off a piece, and bring it to his lips. Tech doesn't open his mouth immediately, he blinks a few times uncertainly, looks directly into your eyes, then he smiles too and finally his lips part, and he accepts the piece of fruit from you.

Tech chews slowly, letting the soft flesh melt on his tongue. Again, he smiles at you. When he has swallowed the piece, he says, "Very sweet and very soft pulp, it almost melts in your mouth."

You smirk and say, "It's also supposedly an aphrodisiac."

Tech's cheeks take on a slightly rosy color.

"Oh?"

You lean over to hers and give him a gentle kiss.

"Want to try some more?"

Wide-eyed, he looks at you from behind his goggles and nods slowly.

Crosshair

"What have you got there?" he asks critically as you open the basket.

"Fruit."

He crosses his arms in front of his chest.

"For what?"

You laugh softly, amused at his cautious, critical attitude.

"For eating, of course"

"I already ate," he says dryly.

You make use of one of his favorite gestures and roll your eyes, though you do it with a smile.

"This is just supposed to be a tasting, not a meal".

With a sigh, he lowers his arms again and looks critically into the basket once more. Crosshair is used to military rations and protein bars, he's not exactly one of those who likes snacking or is curious about new things when it comes to food. In fact, he prefers what he knows rather than trying new things.

His gaze wanders back and forth between you and the basket a few times, finally rolling his eyes with a sigh.

"I'll try one of them, but only one," he finally relents.

That's already more than you expected, you know he's only doing this out of affection for you. He doesn't want to be a killjoy, especially in your eyes.

"One of them is supposed to have an aphrodisiac effect".

He cocks a brow at you.

"Okay, now you've piqued my interest, mesh'la, which one is it?" he asks, purring.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

I need to read this as a story 😭

I just had an image pop into my brain of the bad batch at a roller skating rink and now idk what to do with that mental picture

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Bad Batch Reacts…

S/o asking: “Can I kiss you?”

Description: you’ve been dating for a short while and in the transition between friends to dating, kissing always seems to slip your minds. So, in a moment of pure attention to your bad batcher, you just have to ask…

Note: I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been extremely burnt out. If you’ve sent a request I promise I’m trying my best to get things done. Hopefully, with the release of season two this burnt out will turn to inspiration. This has been sitting in my drafts for a bit, so i finished it up to let everyone know I’m still alive. I hope you enjoy! And happy new year!

Warnings: fluff, kissing, maybe suggestive, bit of insecurity

Crosshair

Spending time away from the others was always nice…

Even if it was only 10ft away from the ship.

The two of you stand by the lake attempting to skip the little acorns on the ground across the water.

You’re both talking about the latest mission and he can’t stop teasing you about how you had slipped in the mud which somehow managed to mask you from the droids, but also need to head back to the ship without the boys.

Pretending to be annoyed at the admittedly hilarious event, you throw one of the acorns at him.

“You want to try that again?” He asks, his harsh voice edged with a playful tone you would’ve missed if you didn’t know him so well.

You stick out your tongue as you toss another acorn at him.

Suddenly, he moves toward you, earning a shout as you bolt away from him.

He chases you along the water, throwing the acorns he had at you, trying not to laugh as you squeak at each hit.

Suddenly lost for breath from laughing and squeaking, you stop and suddenly you runs straight into you.

He pulls you on top of him so he doesn’t crush you on the way down.

A loud splash is heard as the two of you become drenched in the cold water of the lake.

The two of you can’t help but to break out into laughter, not making any motion to get up.

As he’s still chuckling to himself, you feel your gaze drift to his laughing mouth and your hand finds purchase on his cheek.

He raises his brow at you, a small smirk on his lips, only you had the privilege to see.

You feel your breath catch as you quickly glance to his eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, a sudden wave of confidence overcoming you as you lean closer to him.

He’s almost caught off guard by the question, but he doesn’t let you know that as he pulls your face to his and locks his lips to yours.

Soon, you separate, and he pushes your face away from him, smirking to yourself as you whine.

“We need to get out of the water.” He states, but truly, he just wanted to hide his face from you.

He felt like his skin was on fire as he thinks of that look in your eyes and just how focused you had become on him and only him.

All he wanted to do was kiss you again, just… somewhere a lot more private.

Wrecker

“Watch! You’re not looking! Watch!”

You can’t help but laugh at his eager tone as he tries to draw your attention away from your work.

“Alright! Alright! I’m watching!”

You watch as he picks up a tree that had recently fallen

He lets out a grunt as he holds it above his head.

It was silly, and slightly worrisome, the way he always tried to impress you by lifting such heavy objects.

“Tsk Tsk! Always showing off, Wrecker! Yet you never pick me up.” You scoff with a playful tone, turning your head, pretending to be jealous of the tree.

“I can carry you!” Wrecker counters, dropping the tree with a loud thud before he rushes over to you.

“W-wait Wrecker I was just playing—!”

Your feet are no longer touching the ground as Wrecker scoops you up.

From your surprise, you wrap your arms around his neck before he starts spinning in place.

You let out a squeal, as the world blurs, squeezing him tightly as he laughs.

When he finally stops, he stumbles, earning another startled squeak from you at the idea he was going to fall.

The two of you fall into a fit of laughter as soon as the world steadies once more.

“I could hold you like this all the time!” He declares, gripping your thigh and arm as he uses you as a weight to curl.

“Wrecker!” You squeak once more before laughing as he holds you properly once more.

Brushing your thumb along his cheek, you sit up further in his arms and he responds by adjusting his grip.

Leaning your head on his shoulder, you pop the question: “Can I kiss you?”

“Heh, Heh…” he’s flustered as he laughs. “Is that even a question?”

“Mmm, I just wanted to make sure.” You hum, pressing your lips to his.

He gets all giddy as he kisses you back, adjusting the way he’s holding you in order to kiss you better.

When you pull away, you feel his grip on you loosen before he adjusts his grip on you once more.

“Can I— c-can I kiss you? …again?”

Tech

There he goes again on one of his information dumps.

Oh how you loved listening to him talk for hours on end of the most random things.

For now, he was talking about the nexu.

How this topic came to rise was beyond you as all you could do was stare at his lips, making your best attempts to make eye contact.

But it was just so difficult.

So many clever and intelligent words spilled from his mouth everyday, you just wanted to praise and reward him for how smart he was.

Not that any of his brothers would appreciate you boosting his ego.

“The nexu has four excellent eyes, the second pair, in fact, allows them to track their prey through their infrared vision. They also—”

“Tech,” you hum, wanting his eyes to meet yours again for the first time in the hour he’d been working on his latest project.

“Yes?” He asks, his eyes meeting yours, but you can’t find yourself able to hold their gaze as you continuously glance down at his lips.

“Can I kiss you?”

For the first time, since you confessed your feelings for him, you see him visibly buffering as his cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a light red.

“You want to kiss me? I-I mean— Ahem, yes, of course.” He stammers, his eyes suddenly looking everywhere except at you.

A giggle leaves your lips as you hold his head in your hands, bringing him closer to you.

He squeezes his eyes shut tightly and his lips pucker ever so slightly, waiting for your to meet his.

You couldn’t help yourself, as you grin widely, brushing your lips lightly across his lips before kissing the side of his mouth.

Almost looking offended, his eyes open in surprise and he slightly pulls back.

That is, until you pull him back in and kiss him right on the lips.

He returns your kiss, his shoulders relaxing in relief that you actually kissed him on the lips this time.

“You’re so cute when you ramble.” You mumble after pulling away, only a mere centimeter away from his lips.

“Perhaps I should ramble more often…” he trails before kissing you once more, holding the back of your head in his hand.

“As long as I can shut you up with a kiss, you talk as much as you please.”

Hunter

It wasn’t often you two found yourself alone with each other.

In fact, the only time you ever found yourself alone together was in your bunk as you cuddled away one of his headaches.

Unfortunately, there was no avoiding the loud sounds of Tech fixing the ship on this random moon.

The buzzing sounds sent a throbbing pain through his head as he makes his best attempt to just focus all his senses on you, in an effort to tune it out.

“This isn’t working.” He grunts into the skin of your neck, attempting to pull you closer to him despite already being skin tight to himself.

“I’m sorry, love.” You answer, brushing your hand beneath his hair, lightly scratching his scalp as you cover his ears. “I have an idea, if you’d like to try?”

“It can’t hurt anymore than this.” He sighs, lifting his head up as he grimaced once more as Tech drills something into the shop once more.

Even if whatever you did didn’t wind up helping him in the end, he just appreciated that you were with him.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, glancing between his surprised eyes and lips.

Suddenly he’s very in tune to you.

Your steady breath, your trailing eyes.

The sound of your heartbeat and the warmth of his face combatting against the warmth of your hands.

“Kriff, cyare, do you even need to ask?” He answers, pressing you down on the bed as he kisses you deeply.

The sounds were suddenly way easier to drown out as he worked his lips against yours, only pulling away to catch your breath.

Well, at least now he was distracted.

Echo

It was often Echo found himself feeling insecure.

Ever since the two of you got together, he feels as though his confidence has taken a step backwards.

He’s constantly questioning why you would ever want to be with him, that you deserve someone better.

The two of you find yourselves sitting together, reading.

Echo, as usual, going over the reg manual for the 170th time.

You were just glad he could focus, because you certainly couldn’t.

You find yourself staring over the top of your datapad, the book you were reading was irrelevant to the focused man sitting before you, using your legs as an arm rest after you’d stretched yourself out over him.

You couldn’t stop thinking about how lucky you were.

You were so scared to tell him how you felt, so afraid to ruin your friendship over your once seeming forbidden crush.

But now here you were, sitting with the most amazing guy in the galaxy.

He looked so focused, it was undeniably attractive.

The problem now was, you were starting to become very jealous of that reg manual.

“Hey, Echo?” You address, your heart seemingly slipping a beat as he meets your gaze.

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, shifting closer to him, sitting on your knees, settling one between his mechanical legs, pushing the reg manual down so his gaze was completely on you.

He stutters your name with a deep red flush.

“I asked you a question, Corporal.” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Of course you can kiss me.” He answers, a sudden spike of confidence in his voice.

You kiss him sweetly, sitting yourself down as his arms wrap around you.

“How did I get so lucky?” He asks when you separate for a breath.

“You deserve the best in life.” You answer, kissing him again like her life depended on it.

“ I’ll have to start asking for kisses more often.”

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Me stood outside the directors of The Bad Batch’s houses rn

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Echo and Omega Collage (season 2)

Bonus: Can't wait to get a proper gif out of this one when it airs

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Sweet and sensual

Hunter x reader

Warning: smut, nervous reader

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Your first time with your boyfriend hunter. :3

Very gentle and loving

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Hunter was kissing you over and over and over again. You felt like it was never gonna stop. You squeaked and squirmed in his arms as his lips tickled yours.

His hand move down your back further and you caught it. He stopped and looked at

you nervously.

"I'm sorry Mesh'la.. I didn't mean to make

you uncomfortable"

"No.. I. I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just nervous. I've never been touched by someone like this before"

"You haven't? You should have told me cyare. I would've been more careful"

"No I don't want you to.. I want to do it with you. I.. I just feel like you won't like what's underneath my clothes"

"What makes you say that? I didn't fall with your body I feel in love with you. I don't care how you look under your clothes"

"You mean that?"

"Of course I do y/n. I love you"

"I love you too"

You placed your hands on his chest and kissed him feverishly. Your arousal causing you to have a burst of adrenaline.

Hunter started to pull the hem of your shirt up. You stepped away for him to take it all the way off. You did the same with the top of his blacks.

You looked at his firm, tan chest and ran your fingers across his strong biceps. His fingers lightly feathered across your collar bone and the top of your bra.

You reached behind you and unclipped it. Letting it fall from your arms. Hunter ran his finger tips across your nipples and down the side of your breasts.

You moaned lightly. Hunter reached down and kissed your neck gently.

"Hunter. I want to do it now. Please I don't want to wait anymore."

"Yes Mesh'la.. anything for you"

You shimmied your pants off and let them fall to the ground as you sat on the bed. Hunter came closer and rested his hands on your thighs.

"I promise to take of you cyare.. do you

trust me?"

"I do hunter. I trust you"

He pushed you down gently and slotted himself between your legs. He ran his hands across your hips and pelvic bone. He kissed the top of your panties causing you to moan.

He pulled your panties down and threw towards the pile of clothes. He ran his finger tips across your clit and opening. You gripped the sheets and arched your back.

He pushed his tongue into your pussy. You moaned out in surprise. His nose brushed against your clit deliciously. It was too much and you started to feel your stomach tingle.

"Hunter! I'm gonna cum"

He responded by pushing your legs up over his head and devouring you like a starved animal.

A gush of slick fell onto his face. He groaned and licked a stripe across your slit.

"Hunter stop teasing! I want you"

You demanded

"As you wish"

He chuckled

He took his blacks off and his underwear with it. His large member stood hard with arousal.

He was about to push into your slick when

you stopped him.

"Wait! Im nervous.."

Hunter looked down at you calmly

"Do you want to stop?"

"N-no I don't, I just don't know what will happen"

"Well I've heard it's different for everyone. Men and women both"

"Yeah.. what if it hurts?"

"Then we can stop if you want to"

"Alright..I'm ready"

Hunter gently pushed his tip into you. You felt pressure on the inside of your pussy. You put your arms on his shoulders to brace yourself.

Hunter pushed against your hymen and felt like you were going to burst. You gripped his neck tighter as the pressure released and he slipped inside you. You took a deep breath.

"It's alright cyare. Does it hurt?"

He kissed your head.

"A little."

"Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to stop?"

"Not really.. and I don't want to stop. Please keep going hunter"

"Alright Mesh'la"

He pulled out slowly and pushed back in. You moaned as he drug across your g-spot. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he started to move quicker.

"H-hunter. Nhh- please go faster"

He went faster in and out of you while still remaining gentle and calm. You kissed his lips and he wrapped his hands around your head.

"Mesh'la.. I'm close."

"C-can you do it outside?"

"Of course I can my love"

He pulled out and released across your stomach and in his hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't let you go inside.. I

was nervous"

"You don't have to be sorry y/n. It's your choice. I wouldn't have inside even if you didn't say anything."

You nodded and pulled him into a hug.

"I love you hunter"

"I love you too cyar'ika"