Disaster Lineage™

Bad Batch Season 3, Episode 11: Crosshair trips on a pebble and performs the worse shot known to man

Ok I’m going extra filthy for this one! 😜

92. “Fuck, knowing that you’re walking around filled with my cum has me so hard.”

With…….Cody. 🤭

👀 Oh my…well let’s jump right into it, shall we?

Pairing: Cody x fem!Reader

Warnings: piv sex, creampies, dirty talk, Cody 😩

Word count: 595 (new record!!!)

“Be a good girl, and hold yourself open for me,” Cody instructed, as he bent you over his desk.

“Cody, I have a presentation,” you whined, your heated skin chilled by the surface of his desk against your face and the plastoid of his armor against your thighs.

“Relax, you won’t be late…unless I have to remind you how to behave,” he replied, his voice soothing, even as his gloved hands dug into your hips with bruising force.

You complied, reaching back and holding yourself open to invite him to take what belonged to him. You hadn’t had enough time to prepare though, and despite how slick you were, the stretch as he filled your cunt was enough to drive you insane. As his hips met your ass, driving his cock into that perfect place deep inside, a moan of sheer pleasure escaped you.

“I love how you sound, little one, but I need you quiet.”

Cody proceeded to push two of his fingers past your lips, not even bothering to remove the glove. Obediently, you sucked on them, letting them muffle your desperate moans.

“So good for me, aren’t you?”

You nodded, whimpering as he pulled back, letting you feel every inch of him before sinking back inside of your wet heat. The presentation was driven further and further out of your mind with every thrust.

“Play with yourself, mesh’la. I need to feel you coming for me.”

Eagerly, you shoved a hand between your legs, gathering as much of your slick as you could before rubbing well practiced circles over your sensitive clit.

Cody growled softly, as he rolled his hips, and felt your walls beginning to flutter around his length.

You trembled beneath him, whining around his fingers for permission.

“Cum for me, cyare,” He instructed, and you happily tumbled into the abyss with a muffled groan of relief.

The rhythmic clench of your walls around his cock, pulled Cody into the depths of pleasure alongside you. Hot ribbons of his release filled you, marking you as his just as he intended.

There hadn’t been any time to clean up, and while every moment under Cody’s skilled hands had been absolute bliss, you knew what you looked like.

Lips swollen, lipstick faded, a mark on your face where an errant stylus had been trapped beneath you. You’d clearly been handled and quite roughly.

“Fuck, knowing that you’re walking around filled with my cum has me so hard,” Cody said quietly, as the pair of you made your way to the briefing room.

A shiver raced down your spine, as he offered for you to enter ahead of him.

You just needed to get through an incredibly short explanation of what was needed to stock up the med bay, and which droids needed replacing and why. Five minutes tops.

You spoke quickly, and efficiently, doing your best to ignore Cody, leaning against the back wall, and watching your every move. In contrast to your appearance, Cody looked perfectly regal as always. Like he hadn’t just had you bent over his desk begging to cum. Like your panties weren’t currently in his pocket.

You shifted under the weight of his gaze, the heat in your body rising with every passing moment. You cleared your throat, resisting the urge to fan yourself, as you completed your presentation. Four minutes. Perfect.

You were nearly home free, but then General Kenobi invited you to walk with him to the bridge. The smirk on Cody’s face was so smug, you suspected he’d known this would happen all along.

Din: Says some insane cult-y things Bo-Katan: 👀 This might be the Way? 👀

I....I really need a minute to process my emotions from that finale, but wow. Selfishly, I hate every minute once they got on the rail cars because of course I want everyone happy and safe and bopping around the galaxy to Space Hits Radio and all 6 of them are taking on the Empire.

But objectively, just as a viewer, wow. Like holy shit, wow. Those two episodes were an amazing finale for an ongoing series. That was Star Wars. The emotional highs and devastating lows I felt through a cartoon are going to stay with me for a long time. I just....I'm really struggling to put into words the impact this all just had on me, but after this season, and especially after this finale, The Bad Batch is one of my top 3 Star Wars medias.

DO YOU REALIZE WHAT WE'VE DONE?!

Collectively, as a fandom, with the wonderful variety of talents that we represent?!

We've taken the source material (TCW and TBB in this case) and expanded it into this whole world, fleshing out each character with layers and layers that somehow all go together. We took a few scenes and created a ripple effect of art pieces, fanfics, mood boards, playlists, one-shots, comic strips, and so much more... and it all FITS.

Like, I think of any one of these beloved characters, and they exist not only on the screen but in this whole expanded world where we somehow all got the same ideas about them and ran with it.

It's an incredible thing to be a part of. <3

So here's to you -- artists, writers, musicians, and creatives of all types. Give yourself some credit and reblog to spread the love.

THEY REFLECT EACH OTHER

Rex: *standing in a gunship with the 501st* does it feel too quiet in here to anyone else?

501st:

Rex:

501st:

Rex:

Rex: WE FORGOT FIVES-

Back on the cruiser

Fives: where'd everybody go???

carl gallagher: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.

y/n: I think you mean cards.

lip gallagher: He did not.

carl, pulling out knives: I did not.