Teeth (Hunter x Reader)
In honor of Halloween and Clonetober, have this mess.
I listened to a great podcast where they used this phrase that positively inspired me. The podcast is Morbid on Spotify if y'all wanna listen, highly recommend it!
Enjoy~
WARNING: This story contains language, brief sexuality, established relationships, and hinting at sexual relations. Viewers have been warned.
Her mouth. That was definitely the only valuable part of the woman consuming Hunter's time.
It was taking everything in me to not absolutely bust her mouth open in order to remove her ability to steal the Sergeant's attention. I took a bitter swig of my strong drink before running a hand slowly through my hair in agitation.
I had been working with the batch for a few years now, the greatest years of my life. Working as their Chief Warrant Officer provided me a plethora of opportunities to hone and improve the team. Successful mission after successful mission proved how well we worked together and that my skills hadn't depleted in the slightest after my team transition.
Especially with how well Hunter and I worked together, on and off-field.
We had just finished up another backup mission before making a much-appreciated stop at 79's. A cold drink with good company was the best way to wind down our unsurprisingly successful mission.
"I'll retrieve the drinks. Everyone want the usual?" Tech asked, standing and adjusting his goggles. I sighed as I leaned back into my seat, nodding and thanking the trooper before he walked away. Hunter pressed his knee to mine, drawing my attention to him. He sent me a small smile as he leaned into my ear.
"Feel like having fun tonight?" He muttered. I felt my stomach flip at his implications. A sly smile made its way across my face as I leaned back into Hunter's ear, his body shuddering slightly at the brush of my lips.
"I guess. Depends." I responded. Hunter pulled away with a confused look.
"On what?" He questioned. I looked at his serious face before laughing at his reaction. Tech placed our drinks in front of us as I leaned back into Hunter's ear.
"If you can stay sober enough to remember it." I teased. Hunter huffed, pulling away with a breath of a laugh.
"That was one time, Officer. Surely you've had fun once." Hunter pointed, giving me a sarcastic glare. The clinking of glass being set on the table alerted us to the arrival of our liquor. I laughed sarcastically as I took the first sip of my drink, the alcohol terribly strong in my mouth and burning on its way down.
"Damn. That's rough." I croaked, covering my mouth with the back of my hand as I fought the burning sensation in my mouth. Hunter smiled and Wrecker loudly cackled at my discomfort.
"I apologize. I forgot how long it's been since you tagged along." Tech reminded me, taking a long drink of his own.
The men seemed completely unfazed at the high proof, throwing their drinks back like it was water. I cringed at their eager consumption. How did they even have a liver?
"That's great. I'm losing my touch." I teased. Hunter wrapped his arm around me with a quiet laugh as he pulled me into his side. I leaned into his warmth as I laughed with him, turning to give him a smile and a playful glare. We stared at each other for a moment too long, the other boys growing bored before Echo cleared his throat to capture our attention once more. I turned back to the boys to engage, but Hunter's gaze remained on me for a few moments longer.
"Hey, you're Clone Force 99, right?" A terribly high voice questioned. My irritation spiked at the false tone being used to address my team. I turned to look at the intruder uninterested.
A female. An ugly female alien. An ugly female alien with pretty teeth, and a beautiful body. And her eyes on Hunter.
I felt worry grow in my chest as he gulped at her stare. She placed a hand on his bicep as Hunter nodded stiffly. She giggled, annoying me further.
"And you are...?" She directed at my lover. I cast a look at him I hoped he sensed.
I fucking dare you to answer.
"Hunter." He forced, maintaining strict eye contact with the female. She laughed at his seemingly nervous behavior. My stress only grew. I didn't doubt Hunter's love for me, but the stress of another female was still threatening for my position as his lover. I wasn't exactly irreplaceable, even if this woman didn't measure up.
I quickly lost myself in my thoughts, only being pulled back towards their conversation when the woman dragged Hunter to his feet and away from me. I launched forward to grab his hand as he moved, brushing his fingers briefly with my own. He turned to give me a nervous look. My voice vanished at the sight as I felt my throat tighten.
Why was he nervous? Did he think she was pretty? Did he forget I was here?
I watched helplessly as he walked further and further away from me and towards the bar. I felt anger and insecurity fill my chest as I eased myself into Hunter's spot, sipping my drink as I watched them closely.
"Well, that's interesting. Hunter never pays any outside attention any mind." Tech observed. I nearly choked the genius for his comment.
"Whatever," I muttered, turning back to the men and engaging back into the conversation. Sooner than expected, the conversation became easy again as the batch conversed freely with me. It wasn't difficult to get my crew to begin an easy conversation, and the table was soon consumed with laughter as we exchanged stories and reminisced previous missions. After a while of waiting for my non-existent lover to return once more and clear his name, I decided it was time to just quit and go back to the ship for some peace and quiet.
I waved farewell to the not-quite-drunk-enough troopers before walking back towards the exit of the bar, glancing around me just in case.
Just as I was about to reach the door, a sight caught my attention.
The woman was staring right at me, a sinister glint in her eye. She wrapped an arm delicately around Hunter as her eyes bore into mine. And then, she smiled widely at my lover.
Her smile.
Her fucking smile.
That's all she had on me, and that's all she had going for her. I tried to hold myself back, but I found myself rapidly crossing the bar towards the two.
I gripped the Sergeant's shoulder, yanking him back towards me before rearing my dominant hand up. I slammed my fist into her mouth, a satisfying crack resonating through the air as the woman crumpled to the floor. Hunter stared at me in shock.
I shook my hand out as I rubbed the knuckles with the other. The feeling of a sharp object lodged in my knuckle had me looking down in surprise, noticing the large piece of tooth sticking out from my hand. I gently pulled the piece of tooth out before turning my gaze back to the woman on the floor before me. She had a hand over her mouth, covering the bleeding gums from the bar. She pulled her hand away for a moment, revealing the missing front tooth I had just found for her. She glared up at me.
"What the hell!?" She yelled. I tossed the tooth at her before smiling.
"You really only had good teeth. Now you have nothing to pull men in with." I responded, grabbing Hunter's hand before dragging him out of the bar.
As we walked back to the ship, the silence was deafening. Not only had I just drawn unnecessary attention, but I had also hurt a civilian without reasonable cause. I held my tongue as I battled my rage, beside myself as to whether I actually punched the right person. Hunter remained silent, whether by his own anger or fear of angering me further was up for debate.
We made it back to the Marauder rather quickly, the both of us boarding in pure silence. The air vibrated with energy as we marched onto the empty starship without a word. I didn't dare start the argument I knew was coming. I hadn't had adequate time to calm down yet. I strutted right past Hunter to the medkit and quickly got to work patching up my bleeding hand, ensuring to sterilize the wound. Two large hands gently cupped my damaged palm before my gaze was drawn to the Seargent.
He didn't look the slightest upset, only focused on the damage inflicted on my knuckles. He sighed before taking the medkit from my side and beginning to work on my injury, being far more mindful and cautious than I was.
"I'm sorry." His voice broke the silence suddenly. My gaze snapped back to Hunter's face.
"What?"
"I said, I'm sorry. I don't know why I let that woman drag me away, but I was scared to tell her off and attract attention. I just... Wanted to be polite and not ruin your evening. I guess it didn't work out in the end." Hunter muttered, wrapping my knuckles and pressing a small kiss to the bandage before turning his eyes to look up into mine.
"Hunter..." I took a breath. He cupped my cheek with one hand as he rubbed his thumb across my knuckles lightly.
"I didn't intend to upset you. But I promise you're the only one for me. Besides, she really only had good teeth, but they're nothing compared to yours." He smiled. I paused before laughing at his comment, shaking my head.
"Oh my gosh." I cupped the hand that was on my cheek before leaning in and giving Hunter a firm kiss. His mouth molded smoothly against mine as I breathed in his scent. His hand released my own to grab above my knee and rub firm circles into my thigh.
"I promise, I won't let that happen again. I'll just ruin drink night. How's that? Can you forgive me then?" Hunter prodded, his hand sneaking further up my leg.
I laughed before leaning into his ear.
"I guess I can forgive you just this one time,"