Clone Anon After Dark

This is Clone Anon, but spicier and often wordier. Also catering to aspec readers! (Minors DNI)

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Welcome to Clone Anon After Dark!

This is where the more mature themed clone anons live. 

Minors DNI!

Requests Open! 

You can find works with your favorite clone by searching this blog for “___ anon,” e.g., “cody anon” and I will try my best to tag as thoroughly as possible.

Also, I’m trying my best to keep a Masterlist

Rules and info under the cut

This blog isn’t just about smut.  Platonic story suggestions with what might be assessed as more mature themes are welcome, e.g., helping someone take a bath after they’ve been severly injured or being stuck on a planet and someone decides to go skinny dipping. I don’t know. Use your imagination.  This writer is on the aroace spectrum, and I believe that nudity doesn’t have to lead to sex and love doesn’t have to be romantic to matter.  This is simply a place for the more mature-theme clone anons.  If you want to filter out the smut, all smuttiness is tagged “clone thirsting.”

As far as smut goes, I originally tried to write things from a more gender neutral perspective and I can still do that, but lately I’m trying to fulfill requests a particular way (as requested) or write two different versions (m!reader and f!reader versions).  Also, if you know my Clone Anon blog, you know I tend to write softly as much as possible, although I am branching out a bit with some topics. 

Some things I will NOT write about:

Non-con or dub-con

Physically hurting someone, including spanking, choking, or gagging, even if it’s consensual

Clonecest

Sex pollen

Also, if you know about my other blog, you know I also take requests, sometimes from friends on behalf of others, and send the story directly to their ask box. I don’t know that this will work too well with more intimate subjects. I plan on fulfilling requests by posting to this blog directly and tagging pepole instead of leaving stories in ask boxes.  Feel free to ask for a story and anons are on!

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Recovering

After thawing out and healing from his injuries with your help, Fives looks for his brothers. Takes place after Order 66. Reader is nymph who can channel the force to heal, although that power isn't really utilized in this part since it focuses on the clones. A second part to this story. Includes Fives x Nymph Reader of average human size, fluff, and happiness. I tried to keep reader gender neutral since I think I started that way.

Word Count: 1705

A/N: I admit that I don't have the time to proofread or edit this today, but I really wanted to get something out there. Ever since I wrote the first part, I have wanted to write some more so that Fives could be reunited with Echo and Rex. I decided to create some OC clones for this and they have supporting roles.

"I don't even know where to start," Fives admitted while helping you with the dishes. "I don't know who to trust at this point. Even if I tried contacting Rex or the boys..."

You took the plate from his hand, dried it, and put it away.

"The first step might be finding a way to get some news of what is really happening," you replied. "If what the emperor said is true, then all of the clones had chips that made them do his bidding, but does that mean forever?"

"I don't know. He was focused solely on Order 66 at the time and I didn't catch much else."

Fives ran his hand through his hair. He'd shaved it pretty short this time after trying to add some lightning bolts like Kix had, but ended up shaving a huge chunk off. It had only started growing back.

You dried the last dish and thought for a moment. Based on what you knew, Fives had been incredibly effective in war, but starting from a place where he felt alone with no real direction was hard on him. You decided to call it a night and got into bed together. He snuggled against you and fell asleep to the feeling of your fingers combing through his hair.

By the morning, he was still out like a light. He had exhausted himself mentally, so you got up and made some caf. You pulled out an old scanner and started searching for some holonet news. Things were bleak, but reporters painted imperial-caused tragedies as accidents or blamed the victims. Planets were being scoured for resources, people killed or removed, and it seemed like no one could stop it. Then you came upon a channel broadcasting some updates from the senate. Clones were forced into some kind of retirement and you didn't want to think about what that entailed. The young reporter mentioned speaking with clones outside of a bar on Coruscant. Now that was a lead.

Fives rolled out of bed and you could hear his familiar yawn. He wandered out of the bedroom, lifted his shirt just enough to scratch his waist, and yawned again.

"Feeling better?" you asked. He nodded. "I think I found a lead."

He was immediately more awake.

"What'd you find?" he asked.

"It seems that clones are being phased out of the military and this reporter interviewed one at a clone bar on Coruscant. Ever heard of such a place?"

"79's," he replied. "Won't be in business for long if the clone army is on the way out."

"Well, then we should go there sooner than-"

Fives kissed your cheek and started packing. You grabbed whatever food you could travel with. Mostly bread and a jar of nut butter, dried fruit, and containers of water. You brought what you could carry and headed to the space port. It was about a day's walk through the forest of Endor, but you knew the route well. Fives managed to hide his face partially under a hood and avoided speaking. While you were in a remote location, he didn't want to give away something as obvious as his DNA should the Empire send out some kind of patrol. There were no other clones in these parts.

You managed to catch the last transport of the night and headed toward Takodana. From there the transport would take you to Cerea, then along the Great Gran Run to Kinyen before following the Corellian Trade Spine all the way to Coruscant. Fives sat in the back of the transport next to the window. He tried hiding under his big hood, but worried less once you made it to Kinyen. Surely some clones could be spotted along one of the major hyperspace routes and he reasoned he was safe. Where there were clones, Fives could hide. It helped when he noticed that just about everyone else on the transport was just a regular person heading somewhere and minding their own business.

You couldn't help yourself from falling asleep next to him as the blue of hyperspace flew past and he pulled you close. He smiled to himself at your comforting presence.

Triple Zero was busy and once you got off the transport, Fives wanted to head to 79's right away. The adrenaline drove him and you knew he wasn't going to rest until he spoke to a brother. You held his hand but he led the way. He let out a deep breath as he walked through the doors. He hadn't been here since the night it happened. Since he was on the run.

Fives scanned the room impatiently, looking for a familiar face. Of course they were all familiar, but he hoped to see someone from the 501st, if it was even called that. Then he thought better of it. You both sat at the barn next to a pair of clones wearing some new gray uniform.

"What's your story?" he asked them.

"We just got discharged," one said. A tattoo of a bird's claw poked out under the sleeve of his shirt.

"What are your plans now?" Fives asked.

"No idea," the other said. "Some senator was in here not long ago trying to help us. I have her information. Might be good to see if we can at least get some kind of work." He sighed. His hair was going gray.

Fives let them talk. These two clearly had a lot on their mind and felt safe to share it with a brother, even if they'd never met before. They'd both served on the same naval ship and had been together since they were cadets. Most of their brothers were killed by the Jedi they were escorting during Order 66. One padawan managed to escape, but it pulled on their heart.

"I don't know what happened, or why," the first clone admitted.

"I'm still at a loss. The whole time I tried to fight it," said the other. "If we weren't where we were on the ship, then we probably wouldn't be here. Spent I don't know how long trying to hunt down the padawan, but no use."

"It wasn't your fault," Fives said.

They looked at him even more confused.

"I wasn't around for Order 66. Let's just say they tried to put me out of commission for what I found out. The decked was stacked against us the whole time."

The two clones just stared at each other before finally introducing themselves.

"I'm Convor," said the clone with the tattoo.

"And I'm Helix," replied the graying clone.

"Fives," he said before introducing you.

Before you could say much, a clone with a mohawk quickly walked up to the bar and sat on the end next to Convor.

"Boys, I got some news." He was anxious. He looked around as if he was worried he would get caught. It was the middle of the day and very few people were about, but a quick glance seemed to help ease his mind.

"What's going on?" Helix asked. "This is Fives, by the way."

"Fives?" the third clone asked. "Like ARC Trooper Fives of the 501st? Aren't you dead?"

"He got better," you quipped.

"I was, almost," Fives said, again introducing you and making sure the boys knew you were trustworthy.

"Wait what?" Convor asked.

"Long story for the road," Fives answered.

"I'm Zee," the third clone said to you and Fives. "And I just spoke to Rex."

"Captain Rex?!" Fives asked.

"He's willing to help us get out of here. Apparently some of the programs they are suggesting for retired clones lead to no where good, but I trust Rex."

Time stopped for Fives. Had Rex taken what he said to heart? What happened since then? Did Rex realize what was happening as the war came to an end? What about General Skywalker?

Fives came back to reality when you put your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"What's the plan?" Fives asked.

Rex would meet them at the rendezvous across town. Some repair shop. He said he would pick up Zee and any other clone who needed assistance.

You looked around the group. Clearly, not a clone.

"Rex will be fine with you," Fives said. "At least he will if he's the same man I knew and based on the work he's doing now, I'd say he is."

You nodded. "I'm with you, always," you said to Fives.

"I know," he replied, placing a kiss on your temple.

"Maybe I should have gotten shot and left for dead," Helix quipped.

"You just need to meet the right person," Fives shot back. "I could do without the getting shot."

You all anxiously passed the time at 79's, ordering some bar food and pretending like you weren't about to escape what felt like the most dangerous planet in the system. If Rex had to help clones who had done nothing wrong find a way off planet, what other horrors did the Empire hold?

A little over an hour later you all headed to the rendezvous point and making it just a little ahead of the agreed upon time. The garage door was open and to anyone else it would appear that no one was there. As soon as you all stepped inside, two clones appeared from behind a large speeder, weapons drawn. One was blonde and the other very pale with cybernetic implants.

"We said clones, Zee," the blonde one insisted.

Both clones stepped closer, now very obviously pointing to you, until the pale clone put his blaster down and uttered a barely audible, "Fives?"

"Echo?!"

The momentum of the room changed.

"Please don't shoot my partner," Fives asked with a chuckle as he embraced his brother.

"I thought you were dead," they both said in unison.

"When?" Rex asked, joining the pair, temporarily forgetting their audience.

"I thought I was a goner too," Fives said. "It's a long story."

"Plenty of time to tell it on the ride out of here," Rex said, nodding in the direction of their ship and then greeting you, Helix, and Convor.

"Glad to have you all here," Echo said.

Fives took your hand and followed him to safety.

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Piña’s 2025 Halloween Party Masterlist

Art

Gungi, Waxer, Boil, and Numa Carve Pumpkins by @tlmtwelve

Monster Fucker feat Dogma by @tlmtwelve

Hounds of the Underworld by @tlmtwelve

Friendly Ghost by @tlmtwelve

Sugar Skull Fox by @tlmtwelve

Kix the Witch by @tlmtwelve

Ghostly Hangout by @tlmtwelve

Cody Trick-or-Treating as Rex by @tlmtwelve

“I’ll haunt you forever” - Jesse and Rex by @tlmtwelve

Cursed Object with Bly and Aayla by @tlmtwelve

Nymph Riyo and Frankenstein Echo by @cloned-eyes

Trick or Treat Rex and Ahsoka by @imperialsprig

Tech Lives by @apocalyp-tech-a

Rex the Familiar (mood board) by @littlemissbshine

Echo the Familiar(mood board) by @littlemissbshine

Rex and Ghosts (mood board) by @imperialsprig

Rex Pumpkin (photography) by @a-single-tulip

Fics

The Vampire Queen of Coruscant by @eclec-tech

Cursed Empathy by @eclec-tech

The Dogman of Coruscant by @eclec-tech

The Haunting of Royce Hemlock by @eclec-tech

Wags & Witches by @frostycatblr-fandom-files

Frozen Hallow by @grayrideruniverse

When the Hunter Becomes the Hunted by @letsquestjess

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Healing

ARC Trooper Fives x Nymph Reader

Fives Lives AU with Prompt "Waking Up in a Dark Forest and Remembering Nothing"

Warnings: mention of Fives' death and the GAR's treatment of clones as disposable, mention of blaster wound, bed sharing, cuddling, hand holding, new relationship, some angst with hope

A/N: I have not been able to write much for months now, but wanted to make an effort for this prompt

Word Count: 1,330

Submitted as part of @pinahallowsevecloneparty

You moved through the forest with ease. It was midday and usually very quiet. Your clothing brushed against familiar tree bark as you climbed branches and quietly moved from limb to limb. You paused and silently watched as several officers dumped a carbonite capsule and at least a dozen broken ship parts. The war was over, supposedly at least. What was the new Empire doing just dumping all this in the middle of Endor? And was that a person frozen in time?

"What do we do with him?" one man asked.

"Pretty sure he's dead," another replied.

"Then why is he on ice? He was an ARC. Look at the pauldrons. You'd think his brothers would care."

The officer shrugged in response. What they didn't know was that this man was thought dead before being frozen and stored away with a pile of junk. The Emperor made sure he remained in cold silence; incapable of being examined by anyone wanting to investigate his brain now missing its chip.

You stayed perched above the scene and watched until the imperials left. They were starting to take over this part of the forest and you didn't like it. They would come to this area and dump things, but not even in any kind of coordinated pile. It was like tossing trash off the side of a speeder, but on a larger scale. Your home was not a place to leave unwanted scraps and certainly not a person. You took a breath and closed your eyes. You sensed the faintest bit of life coming from the frozen casket. Curious, you climbed down to investigate further as the stars began shining through the canopy. There wasn't much to do besides release him and see if you could help.

You pushed the carbonite chamber so it hovered over a bed of large leaves. It was better than landing on machine parts. You punched a few buttons and the carbonite immediately started melting away. The solidified face reemerged from its tomb and you couldn't help but smile when his nose crinkled right before the man fell bum first into the pile of leaves.

You knelt down next to him as he started coughing. He was practically begging for breath. He had sustained a near-mortal injury which was now clearly visible. You closed your eyes and instinctively rubbed his back. You felt like he might slip away, and so you reached inside yourself to drag out any bit of life you could give him. He gripped his chest, but you could feel the wound healing. He finally opened his eyes and searched yours.

"I-" he gasped again. "Who-"

"Don't be afraid," you replied softly. "You're safe here."

"My chest... it-" He struggled to find words.

"Does it feel any better?" you asked. He simply nodded and tried to get his breathing under control. You sat with him as he got his bearings.

"What's your name?" you asked.

"I'm not sure," he answered. "I'm not sure what happened."

"Come with me then." You stood and held out your hand. The man took it and followed you.

You were used to getting around through the tree tops and moving light as a feather. This trip home took over twice the usual amount of time, but you didn't mind. You felt this man had been wronged in more ways than one and needed someone.

"What's the last thing you remember?" you asked in an attempt to make some kind of conversation.

"I don't know. I don't know my name and never mind anything else."

After several minutes he took in a sharp breath with his first memory.

"My friend is gone. My brothers are gone. I wish I could remember," was all he could muster. "It feels so hazy." After a few more minutes he asked, "Did I die?"

"I'm not sure," you replied. "It seems someone wanted you dead. Based on what the imperials said it seems someone very powerful wanted you gone and wanted your body hidden."

The man's face twisted in a mess of pain and confusion. Imperials? What did that mean?

You stopped and looked at him under the glow of the stars. You gave him your name. He simply smiled at you, still trying to figure it all out.

"I'm a nymph." You just came out and said it. You could feel he was trying to figure out why his wound had mostly healed. "I can heal people. Some call it the Force, but we don't really use that word among my kind. I sensed you and found you. That's all I know right now."

"How many of you are there?" he asked.

"Fewer now. We tend to hide."

You pulled back a nearly impossible-to-find curtain of branches and let him inside your home. He took off his armor and was grateful for the opportunity to clean up and eat something. He insisted on taking the couch, but you didn't sleep well. He was out for over half a day. A serious rest was exactly what he needed.

Over the course of the next few months he started to remember more. One look in the mirror at his tattoo and he was reminded of his name. Then the names of his brothers. Then how he had so many brothers. It wasn't long before you told him about the fall of the Republic. Fives felt frozen. What about Rex? Did Rex know he was alive? Surely Rex wouldn't abandon him. You could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to figure out what he was missing.

"Fives?"

"Hmm?"

You nodded toward the door and headed outside. Whenever his memory gaps frustrated him, you went for a walk. Fives loved seeing you care for the creatures of the forest and at times could have sworn he heard other voices giggling from above; other nymphs out of sight but keeping a watch on their friend and the stranger who was starting to make himself at home.

As you made your way back, Fives reached for your hand. It felt small in his own, but he held yours with a gentle strength. You smiled up at him and gave his hand a little squeeze.

"Don't stay on the couch tonight," you said. His grin turned into a big smile and he followed you back to the bedroom. He knew something was there, but he'd never experienced this feeling to this degree. Fives never wanted to push things and certainly not when he was trying to figure out his past, his life, his purpose, but maybe this was part of his purpose. You were part of his life and the reason he survived.

The bedroom wasn't large, but it was enough to be comfortable. He held you close to his chest and sighed almost comically.

"Now this is healing," he said, making you giggle. He nuzzled his face against yours and sighed, peacefully this time.

"Fives?"

"Mh?"

"You need to find him, don't you?"

"Who?"

"You know who. Rex. You've been thinking about Rex."

"I don't even know if he's still alive, cyar'ika."

"Exactly. Finding him or figuring out what happened to him would be a good place to start," you replied. "And I could go with you."

Fives pulled back and searched your face. "But you've never left this forest."

You shrugged. "The galaxy is changing, I was meant to be here for when you came, but now it's time for something new. Fives, I've lived here for over a century. I'm getting older and it's time."

"You don't look old," he tried to joke.

"Nymphs don't age like clones," you countered with a hint of sass. "We've been over this."

He smiled in contemplation. "What if I'm the last clone?" he asked.

"You're not," you said, shaking your head and caressing his face. "I can sense it. Somewhere out there are your brothers."

"Then I should find them."

And you would. Both of you. Together.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Whoa! Seeing this again makes me wonder if I should keep writing this. I love that it is still getting love.

[bring-backup-99]

Clone Kinktober, October 8 entry!

In collaboration with the incredibly talented @nika6q, we offer up “sex in the sonic/shower.”

Sure Do It Good

Read on Ao3

PAIRING: Hunter x fem reader

SUMMARY: Tech unexpectedly leaves you alone with Hunter

WORDS COUNT: 2025 but this is a teaser. The full fic with NSFW art (nipples, because that’s where tumblr draws the line) is on Ao3.

RATING + WARNINGS: 18+, spicy, porn with minimal plot, sex against a wall, sex in the shower, cunnilingus (c’mon, it’s Hunter after all), intercrural sex

NOTES: This is Part 53 of my ongoing reverse harem “Bad Choices” smutlet series on Ao3.

Excerpt:

Hunter’s lips move down your neck, his tongue licks at your breasts, and before you get your breath back, he is kneeling between your legs, lifting one to rest over his shoulder, as you brace your arms against the corner walls, and he says with surety,

“Won’t let you fall.”

You feel a little bad about wasting the water turning to steam around you as Hunter kisses your thigh, nipping and biting his way to your hot center, his mouth and teeth on your flesh, and he combs your pubic hair out of the way before spreading you open. You sigh as he licks and sucks at your labia, as his tongue dips into you and fills you before he buries two fingers inside you as he kisses your clit.

You whimper and moan at his touch, as he fucks his fingers into you, curling them, finding that sweet spot that makes you shiver.

“Hunter…oh, Hunter,” you moan, and your hand reaches down to take hold of his hair. Your head falls back as the tip of his tongue flicks at your clit, then he sucks, using the little pulses that drive you wild, before scraping the rough edge of his tongue against you. You are panting at his focussed attention.

And then you feel him rise, his fingers still inside you, his thumb lightly playing at your swollen nub. His free hand cups your chin, and you need his lips against yours, his tongue in your mouth, even as the water washes away your taste…

Full fic on Ao3

Full series on Ao3 (definitely gets kinkier)

@clonefandomevents @swfandomevents @clonekinktober

[bring-backup-99]

This was my and @nika6q ‘s Kinktober 2024 offering that tumblr completely squashed.

Let’s see if this year is any better.

[indigofyrebird]

Mmmmmm

[clone-anon-after-dark]

I hope its not too late for a kinktober request. Could you please write one where Tech and female reader see that Echo is interested in her too and they invite him to join them? Not clonecest. Both men are pleasuring the reader. Only Echo hasn't been with anyone since Skako Minor and Tech makes him some special scomp attachments to boost his bedroom confidence?

Double Your Pleasure

Tech x Fem Reader x Echo

Warnings: nsfw, minors DNI, sex toys, oral, a little light masturbation, unprotected PiV, Tech likes to watch, praise, massage/foreplay

A/N: I've never written clone x reader x clone, but I'm open to new possibilities and no time like the present. No clonecest. Established relationship with Tech and reader.

Word Count: 1259

You and Tech sat quietly in the shade of the trees on Pabu. From there you spotted Echo leaving for the Remora.

"Why do you think he would be interested?" you mused, watching Echo walk away and leaning toward your partner.

"I see the way he looks at you," Tech replied. "Echo gives you special consideration."

"I'm game if you are," you said.

Tech smiled and kissed your cheek. "I'd like to see what he would do to you."

Your eyes searched his for any hesitancy before smiling up at him feeling satisfied with his intentions.

"And then I would like to have my way with you," he added.

While Echo never spoke openly about his longing for intimate connection, he had previously shared some mild thoughts one day with Tech while tinkering with Gonky. Tech gathered that he hadn't felt as confident as he had before Skako Minor and suggested some new scomp attachments might help.

"I don't know," Echo said. "Not sure a dildo arm is going to cut it."

Tech rolled his eyes. "You know I can do better than that."

Echo sighed. "I know. It's hard to find someone when I'm always working. And sometimes I'd like to have a little fun without worrying I'm just someone's kink."

That was more than he had ever said on the matter.

Once Echo was off on another mission, Tech spent plenty of time in his workshop creating some new attachments to bolster confidence. The scomp end easily rotated, but a rounded tip covered in a softer material was in order. Some vibration wouldn't go amiss. Since Echo couldn't easily hold himself above someone while using his fingers without practically laying on top of them, the new pieces were designed for clitoral stimulation.

It wasn't long before Echo returned and you found him sipping a drink while watching the sunset.

"Looking for company?" you asked.

"Sure," he replied with a smile.

You sat next to him and studied his face.

"Do you ever wonder if we'd be good together?" you asked.

He almost choked before hurriedly clarifying, "But you're with Tech."

With perfect timing, Tech walked up, put a hand on your shoulder and said, "We're consenting adults."

Echo looked back toward the sunset and thought for a moment.

"Well..."

After no small amount of discussion around boundaries and expectations, you found yourself in bed being helped out of your clothes by both men. Tech laid out his new creations for Echo who tried each one on to see how they moved and interfaced with his arm.

"What, uh, do you like?" he asked, getting out of his own clothes.

Tech had stripped and laid next to you. He kissed your temple and whispered a reassurance and his love. While this was something you'd looked forward to, there were still butterflies.

"I like a nice massage to get started," you answered.

You laid on your stomach and Tech got the citrus seed oil out. He worked your calves while Echo started on your back. His had was cold, but warmed in no time. His first scomp attachment included three rounded ends that rotated and worked your muscles into contentment. Tech playfully worked his way up the back of your thighs in familiar patterns.

When you flipped over, Echo sat behind you. You relaxed into his chest, appreciating the feel of his length standing at attention against your back. Tech looked up at you while positioning himself between your legs. He kissed a line down your chest, stomach, and to reach your folds. Tech was very familiar with what would get you off, but wasn't going to rush. He happily gazed up to see Echo kissing your neck while toying with your breasts. You gasped at the feeling of the flat of his tongue licking your folds from top to bottom. You melted into Echo's embrace and arched your hips toward Tech's mouth. He put your legs over his shoulders before teasing your bud.

You barely breathed out a, "that's perfect boys." Tech's finger circled your entrance. He nuzzled against you before gently sucking your folds. You looked down to meet his eyes to find the most satisfied grin on his face, but he pulled away.

"I think Echo might want a chance," he said.

"Oh I intend to have both of you," you replied. "Come on, Echo."

Echo looked at the different contraptions he could add to his scomp and removed the current one.

"Which would you prefer?" he asked.

"I think you could make me sing with any of those," you replied. "I trust you."

Echo searched your face. He wasn't entirely sure. He wanted it to be fun for you. He chose an piece with a bumpy silicone end. It rotated and he knew where he wanted to put it.

By this point Tech was standing next to the bed and looking down at you. He smiled and lazily stroked his cock. You mouthed an "I love you" at him. You turned to Echo to see him between your legs. He added some of the massage oil to the attachment and started slow. He gently probed around and his scomp entered you a few times. You hummed and arched your hips. He moved it up toward your clit and that lit you up. You reached down for his cock and helped line him up. He grinned; pleased you were into it. His hand held your hip and he started thrusting. Tech simply watched and ached for you at the sight of your breasts lightly bouncing each time Echo entered you. His eyes moved down to watch the sight of Echo using the newly invented attachment on you. It worked well. It wasn't long before you moaned in pleasure. Echo kept the pace while you reached your peak and only pulled his arm away so as not to risk overstimulation. A few more thrusts before he came inside you.

You sat up and reached to tenderly hold his face in your hands. You gave him a kiss and told him he was perfect.

"That was so good," you said. "Would you hold me?"

He could only nod, still a little high. He sat behind you and held you to his chest again.

"My turn," Tech said.

He lined himself up and entered you. He leaned forward and kissed your lips sweetly.

"I love seeing you happy," he whispered.

As excited as he was, Tech knew he had to take it slow at this point. Speeding things up could be too much too fast if he wasn't careful. He loved feeling your body engulf him each time to entered you. His thumb carefully circled your clit. He sped up slightly as you responded. You almost wondered if this was getting boring for him, but as if he could read your mind, Tech offered encouragement.

"That's it, darling."

You thought you might pass out from the build up, but Echo kept you steady while Tech worked his magic. You came hard and could barely breathe. Echo rubbed your arm to help you relax while Tech kept going. He always loved seeing you climax and it sent him over the edge. He groaned and filled you up.

He pulled out of you and the three of you laid down. You faced Tech with Echo spooning you. It wouldn't be the last time the three of you would find your way in the same bedroom, but for now, a little clean up and a good night's three-way cuddle would be perfect.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Hello there! I've been a frequent flyer on your other blog and just now remembered this one existed! ^^;

I know you're doing Kinktober stuff currently and this isn't related to Kinktober, but I figured I'd submit it anyway and see what happens.

I'm not sure if you've done something like this already, but it's something that's been on my mind for a while: Fem reader and Tech sharing a very intimate reunion following Plan 99 and Tech being very self-conscious about how he's changed physically following his fall. Reader reassures him and helps him feel better about his "new normal". Extra points for post-intamacy cuddles!

Artistic liberty is encouraged! Please and thank you! :)

New Familiar

Tech x Fem Reader

Warnings: soft smut, oral, PiV, minors DNI, mention of scars, mention of tickling but only to avoid it

A/N: Some insecure to confident Tech post-Plan 99, established relationship, I'm not sure how explicitly insecure to make him since it's Tech and I'm sure there's a lot going on in that brain, so I tried

Word Count: 996

You couldn't stop kissing him. Tenderly devouring his face. He returned your affection, but it felt cautious. You found yourselves in bed, Pabu crickets chirping outside and reminding you that you were both safe.

"What's wrong?" you asked, pulling away slightly.

Your bodies were on fire but he wasn't approaching the situation with his usual fervor. Or, rather, the enthusiasm he had prior to his fall.

"We haven't been intimate in some time," he said. He searched your eyes and expected to find hesitation.

"I know. I've missed this. Us. You."

"I'm different."

"So? Tech, you're still the person I love and want to be with."

"What if everything doesn't function optimally?"

Shaking your head and kissed his cheek. His reply was a kiss on the inside of your wrist.

"Don't worry about that, Tech. Let's just have fun."

"Very well," he quietly replied.

You decided to lead, pulling off your shirt and pants before helping him out of his. Tech unhooked your bra while leaving kisses down your neck. You slipped out of your underwear and reached for his. His length barely hidden, you grinned at the sight. He watched as your eyes and hands explored his body, as if he was worried you would find some blemish among the scars that would scare you away. Instead you kissed the still-pink scars along his abdomen and held his hand. Pausing, you looked up at him with a content smile.

"How does your leg feel?" you asked.

Not only had he broken his femur not long before his fall, but he broke his knee and and lower leg when he landed. He would always have a small limp and had toyed with the idea of making a hoverchair to help him at times.

"Stiff, but functional," he replied.

You kissed along his inner thighs, causing him to take in a sharp breath. His breathing became staggered at the sensation of your lips gently sucking the tip of his cock. You smiled and started bobbing your head along his length while expertly licking the underside each time you reached the tip.

"My... my.... my darling... I..." he panted.

You stopped and caressed his leg. He reached for your hand again.

"I won't last," was all he could get out.

You paused. "What if I just want you to feel good?"

"While I appreciate the thought, I will not be satisfied if I can't please you as well," he answered, breathing now returning to normal.

He pulled you toward him and kissed your cheek. He guided you to lay back and wasted no time nuzzling and nibbling your neck, breasts, and making his way down to your folds. He maintained eye contact while his tongue lapped you up and gently circled your clit. Your hips bucked toward his mouth and he proudly smiled to himself. He gently tugged your folds while a finger circled your entrance. Rhythmic sucking of your bud brought you close to the edge but you woke from your haze enough to pull away.

"Come on," you gasped. "I want you inside me."

He lined himself up and entered you. You let out a pleased sigh. His thrusts were slow and delicious. You felt perfectly full. Tech was getting distracted, though.

"What's wrong?" you asked, reaching up to cup his cheek.

He paused.

"I'm unable to enter you at the correct angle."

"It feels pretty damn good to me," you replied.

"It's not the same as it was before," he said.

He looked down at his own body as if it was betraying him. Your thumb rubbed a gentle circle on his face.

"Tech, look at me."

He complied.

"It feel wonderful. It doesn't have to be the same. It's much better than not having you at all and besides, you feel how wet I am? That's because of you. Surely you can't deny the evidence."

He couldn't help but let a smile tug at his lips.

"So come on then," you continued. "Fuck me."

He started slowly and reached down to rub your clit a few times to get you going again. As you let out a moan, he grinned and started thrusting faster. The slap of his body against yours only encouraged you both. You reached around and grabbed his ass, something that always helped ground him in his body and relax his mind. He quickened his pace and before long you reached your peak with a loud moan. He buried himself as far as he could and came.

Still inside you, he laid on top of you. The weight of his body brought comfort. He sighed at the feeling of you rubbing circles on his back. After some time, he moved to lay next to you. He kissed your forehead and pulled you close. He shivered as your fingers traced an indented scar on his side.

"Sorry," you said. "Does it hurt?"

"No."

"Is it ticklish?" you asked playfully.

"Maybe," he said, knowing where this was going. You loved finding the right softness along his ticklish spots. Just firm enough to feel comforting, and not so soft it sent him into a fit of unwanted laughter. He liked to be in control of his emotions when he could. Tickling was not on the menu, but if it was a ticklish spot, that meant it could be a reaffirming spot. You massaged the area and he let out another sigh.

Cuddling into each other, he asked, "Does it bother you?"

"Does what?"

"All of the marks on my body."

"Of course not. Does it bother you?"

"I was never one to care much about my looks, but I am different. I feel that I can't do everything in the same way."

"And that bothers you," you drew the obvious conclusion.

"Yes," he replied.

"I know, but we'll figure out a new familiar together."

Tech buried his face in your neck and closed his eyes.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too."

[fandom-friday]

Thank you so much to everyone that submitted recommendations this week! A comprehensive list of this week’s submissions can be found under the cut! Recommendations are organized by show/media, and any main pairings will be listed after the title.

🌌 = 18+ content

Fics:

The Clone Wars: Hopelessly Devoted (Commander Wolffe x f!Reader) by @vodika-vibes 🌌 No Turning Back (Commander Wolffe x OC Sadhbh) by @ulchabhangorm 🌌 I Yearn, and So I Fear (Commander Wolffe x OC Kazi) by @enigmaticexplorer

The Bad Batch: 🌌 Patience & Trust (Hunter x OC Wren) by @clonethirstingisreal 🌌 Don't Hide (Hunter x f!Reader) by @clone-anon-after-dark More Than Serotonin (Tech x f!Reader) by @areyoufuckingcrazy 🌌 Disgrace (Crosshair x OC Tah'nyem) by @cr@crosshairs-dumb-pimp-gf The First Plan 99 by @badbatchdalorian We All Die Hungry by @the-bi-space-ace

Call of Duty: Ghost Has a Thing for Nerds (Simon "Ghost" Riley x gn!Reader) by @kevlarjumpsuit

Dragon Ball: Life at the Edge of a Blade (Vegeta x Bulma, Yamcha x Bulma) by @bearstarseraphffxi

Batman: The Long Way Home by itsnatalie (AO3)

Crossover AUs: Curiouser and Curiouser (The Book of Boba Fett x Pokemon Crossover) by @saltsprite

Art:

The Clone Wars: Commander Thunder Thighs Adding Some Sparks to the Galaxy by @lonewolflupe Commander Thorn Art by @pinkiemme

The Bad Batch: Tech x Phee Sanctuary Art by @hauntingacorpse Echo Memes by @foxwithadarkside, @eobe, and @daidrm

Rebels Kanan x Hera Art by @jellyfishforest135

Ahsoka: Hera Syndulla Art by @aesnawan

Crossover AUs: Anakin Skywalker as Prince Zuko (Star Wars x ATLA Crossover) by @dustmusings

[fandom-friday]

And one more from me (for now), this is Carol @clonethirstingisreal)

Don't Hide by @clone-anon-after-dark - Hunter x Fem Reader

This was actually my request for their Kinktober in September.

It's NSFW and focuses on Hunter's mirror kink with a healthy dose of his partner's praise kink. It's hot, but beautifully sweet at the same time. He knows how to make her feel comfortable, even when looking at herself in a mirror. It's just what I was hoping for when I sent in my request.

Ok ok so soft, reassuring Hunter makes my brain go BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

"Don't hide. It's just me."

I love everything about this. A+. No notes. I'm very fine and normal about it.

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Oh my god, thank you for this review and shout-out! We love a reassuring, sexy Hunter. ❤️❤️

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Just a little announcement. I have two requests in my inbox and will be getting to both shortly. Thank you for the requests!

You are still welcome to make a request, but I have an upcoming surgery with at least a month of recovery. I will get to any prompts as soon as I am able.

[clonethirstingisreal]

Best of luck with your surgery. I hope it goes well, and you're on the mend sooner than anticipated. Thanks again for my filled request! <3 (I've read it multiple times already.) Here it is, for those who missed it.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

❤️❤️thank you Carol!

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Just a little announcement. I have two requests in my inbox and will be getting to both shortly. Thank you for the requests!

You are still welcome to make a request, but I have an upcoming surgery with at least a month of recovery. I will get to any prompts as soon as I am able.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Hello, this is @clonethirstingisreal, with a request for your Kinktober in September!

I was hoping for Hunter x Female Reader.

Hunter has a mirror kink. Loves watching them have sex in the mirror they have on their closet doors or their dresser or one on the wall or maybe even one on the ceiling. I'll leave that up to you.

Reader has a praise kink. She loves to receive compliments, admiration, positive affirmations, etc. from Hunter, especially during sex.

And since she's not as into the mirror thing as him (she's shy and self-conscious about her body), the praises are very helpful for her to be okay with his mirror kink.

If there's anything about that you aren't comfortable with, feel free to adjust or scrap it all together.

Thanks!

Carol

Don't Hide

Hunter x Fem Reader

Warnings: some dirty talk, mirror kink, praise kink, unprotected PiV sex, Hunter is handsy, oral (reader receiving), foreplay in the shower, Minors DNI and all that

Word Count: 1026

It would make a good surprise, if only you could get it to hang right. Hunter was off on the other side of Pabu fishing with Wrecker and it was the perfect time to hang the full-length mirror on the inside of the closet door. It was sizeable and heavy with multiple attachment points, but third time was the charm. It was perfectly tucked away so it wouldn't always be staring back at you, but the door opened to an angle so you could use it as needed. Of course, there were other reasons. The small mirror that had been there would be fine on the wall for a quick check after getting dressed in the morning.

Just as you were putting your tools away, Hunter came through the front door.

"Hello?" he asked in his familiar, gentle tone.

"Just finishing up," you replied.

"Finishing up with wha - oh!"

He found you putting the tools on the shelf and his eye wandered to the new item hanging on the closet door. You smiled shyly.

"This is very nice," he said, walking up to you and kissing your cheek.

"I thought you might like it," you replied, pulling him in for a hug.

"You may not want to get too close," he warned. "I smell like fish. Unless you want to join me in the shower."

It was too good to pass up and you found yourselves both sighing under a steady stream of water. As usual, you washed each other's hair with care and after rinsing away the conditioner, Hunter started sudsing you both up. He stood behind you with water pouring over his back. His hand ran over your hip before coming up to cup your breasts as he kissed you deeply. You loved the feeling of his hands and the soft sponge across your body. You turned around to return the favor and gave his shoulders a squeeze.

"Any interest in trying out that mirror?" he asked. As always, there was no pressure, but you couldn't deny that the feeling of his hard cock against your body was doing something to you.

You nodded playfully. "Yes," you answered with a shy grin.

You both rinsed off and Hunter wrapped you in a towel before drying himself off.

"You smell so good," he said as he nuzzled his face into your neck and left a few kisses.

Back in the bedroom, you laid out on the bed and reached for the security of a blanket, but he stopped you.

"I'll get you plenty warm," he reassured. "Don't hide. It's just me."

He took his time kissing down your breasts and belly before kneeling on the edge of the bed and adjusting you so your thighs were over his shoulders and he could look up at you with a pleased grin.

"Relax for me," he encouraged between kisses along your thighs. You let your legs rest on him and he started licking your slit.

"There you go. So good," he added.

He gently pulled on your folds with his lips, using his tongue to slick you up. He licked your clit in slow, gentle circles, before repeating the motion with his thumb. He continued and watched your chest start to move with deeper, quicker breaths.

"You taste so perfect," he said.

A red rush of heat bloomed on your cheeks, and he smiled up at you. He reached forward to hold both your hands in his while his mouth continued to dance over you. He circled your entrance and left some kisses there before sucking on your bud. His consistent movement now sent you over the edge. You held his hands tighter and he reaffirmed his presence while continuing to draw pleasure out of you.

Once you came down from your high, you opened your eyes to find him grinning.

"I want you," he said, climbing toward you and cupping your cheek. You simply nodded.

"However you'd like me, Hunter."

"You make me very happy," he said. "In every way."

He moved you so you were on all fours near the edge of the bed. He stood behind you and you knew he was watching in the mirror. He left kisses along your spine and massaged your thighs, encouraging you to relax.

"Look at us," he encouraged. "I want you to see what I see."

You opened your eyes and watched as his cock entered you. He let out a groan at the sensation. You were getting distracted by what you looked like, but tried to comply.

He stopped with his cock buried deep in you.

"Hey, look at me," he said. You turned around to look up at him. "If you're too worried right now then just watch me in the mirror. Just look at me. It's okay." You looked at the mirror and made eye contact with him. He grinned and you smiled back. "That's it."

He started thrusting. He wasn't quick, but the rhythm was perfect. You felt his balls tap your clit as he fucked you and couldn't help but notice an extra wave of heat overcome you when you watch him.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he managed between heavy breaths. His hands roamed from your hips to hold your tits and play with your nipples. "So soft for me."

You arched your hips toward him and he went even deeper. The extra stimulation sent you over the edge and your vocalization made him proud.

He stood up again and squeezed your hips while he watched his cock slick up even more each time it entered you with the result of his work. Between that and watching your tits bounce with each movement, he couldn't draw it out anymore. Burying himself deep, his balls twitched and he filled you up.

Hunter leaned over, still inside you, and pulled you toward his chest. Tender kisses peppered your shoulder as you both came down from your high.

"Good?" you asked.

"Great. You're always perfect for me."

He pulled out and held you in his arms. You reached up and kissed him.

"Let's get cleaned up again," he suggested.

"We have all day."

[clonethirstingisreal]

I was so excited when I saw the notification for this!! I was actually in a place where I should not have been reading smut. So I was very discreetly trying to read it without anyone else seeing. That's how excited I was!

And with good reason. It was SO GOOOOD!!! Thank you so much for taking my request and for this lovely fic.

I was planning on writing a scene where Hunter and my OC use a mirror (or two) at some point in my longfic, and now I know that it will definitely work!! This was hot hot hot.

And I was going to have Hunter be the one to install the mirror, but oh how I like her doing it as a surprise for him!! That's a nice touch!!!!

When he first saw the mirror, I can just imagine how excited he was!!

"Just finishing up," you replied. "Finishing up with wha - oh!" He found you putting the tools on the shelf and his eye wandered to the new item hanging on the closet door. You smiled shyly. "This is very nice," he said, walking up to you and kissing your cheek. "I thought you might like it," you replied, pulling him in for a hug.

Unless you want to join me in the shower.

She's like...

"Any interest in trying out that mirror?" he asked. As always, there was no pressure, but you couldn't deny that the feeling of his hard cock against your body was doing something to you.

Then:

Back in the bedroom, you laid out on the bed and reached for the security of a blanket, but he stopped you. "I'll get you plenty warm," he reassured. "Don't hide. It's just me.

I love that, because even though they've been together for a while and she knows he loves her, it's still hard for her to be okay with him seeing her like that.

And then the smut was delicious, hot, amazing...I realized I was holding my breath at one point.

And when he held her hands during...

"You taste so perfect," he said. A red rush of heat bloomed on your cheeks, and he smiled up at you. He reached forward to hold both your hands in his while his mouth continued to dance over you.

He moved you so you were on all fours near the edge of the bed. He stood behind you and you knew he was watching in the mirror. "Look at us," he encouraged. "I want you to see what I see." You opened your eyes and watched as his cock entered you.

And then she was getting self-concious:

You were getting distracted by what you looked like, but tried to comply.

But he didn't get upset. He's always gentle with her about it, because he knows she can't help how self-conscious she is.

He stopped with his cock buried deep in you. "Hey, look at me," he said. You turned around to look up at him. "If you're too worried right now then just watch me in the mirror. Just look at me. It's okay." You looked at the mirror and made eye contact with him. He grinned and you smiled back. "That's it."

And all the compliments he gave her, all the praise...delicious!

You smell so good.

There you go. So good.

You taste so perfect.

You make me very happy. In every way.

Fuck, you feel so good.

So soft for me.

Great. You're always perfect for me.

Thanks again for filling my request! I enjoyed this so much and will revisit numerous times. ♥-♥

[clone-anon-after-dark]

I am so happy you enjoyed this! It was so fun to write! ❤️ And your play-by-play was *chef's kiss.*

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Hello, this is @clonethirstingisreal, with a request for your Kinktober in September!

I was hoping for Hunter x Female Reader.

Hunter has a mirror kink. Loves watching them have sex in the mirror they have on their closet doors or their dresser or one on the wall or maybe even one on the ceiling. I'll leave that up to you.

Reader has a praise kink. She loves to receive compliments, admiration, positive affirmations, etc. from Hunter, especially during sex.

And since she's not as into the mirror thing as him (she's shy and self-conscious about her body), the praises are very helpful for her to be okay with his mirror kink.

If there's anything about that you aren't comfortable with, feel free to adjust or scrap it all together.

Thanks!

Carol

Don't Hide

Hunter x Fem Reader

Warnings: some dirty talk, mirror kink, praise kink, unprotected PiV sex, Hunter is handsy, oral (reader receiving), foreplay in the shower, Minors DNI and all that

Word Count: 1026

It would make a good surprise, if only you could get it to hang right. Hunter was off on the other side of Pabu fishing with Wrecker and it was the perfect time to hang the full-length mirror on the inside of the closet door. It was sizeable and heavy with multiple attachment points, but third time was the charm. It was perfectly tucked away so it wouldn't always be staring back at you, but the door opened to an angle so you could use it as needed. Of course, there were other reasons. The small mirror that had been there would be fine on the wall for a quick check after getting dressed in the morning.

Just as you were putting your tools away, Hunter came through the front door.

"Hello?" he asked in his familiar, gentle tone.

"Just finishing up," you replied.

"Finishing up with wha - oh!"

He found you putting the tools on the shelf and his eye wandered to the new item hanging on the closet door. You smiled shyly.

"This is very nice," he said, walking up to you and kissing your cheek.

"I thought you might like it," you replied, pulling him in for a hug.

"You may not want to get too close," he warned. "I smell like fish. Unless you want to join me in the shower."

It was too good to pass up and you found yourselves both sighing under a steady stream of water. As usual, you washed each other's hair with care and after rinsing away the conditioner, Hunter started sudsing you both up. He stood behind you with water pouring over his back. His hand ran over your hip before coming up to cup your breasts as he kissed you deeply. You loved the feeling of his hands and the soft sponge across your body. You turned around to return the favor and gave his shoulders a squeeze.

"Any interest in trying out that mirror?" he asked. As always, there was no pressure, but you couldn't deny that the feeling of his hard cock against your body was doing something to you.

You nodded playfully. "Yes," you answered with a shy grin.

You both rinsed off and Hunter wrapped you in a towel before drying himself off.

"You smell so good," he said as he nuzzled his face into your neck and left a few kisses.

Back in the bedroom, you laid out on the bed and reached for the security of a blanket, but he stopped you.

"I'll get you plenty warm," he reassured. "Don't hide. It's just me."

He took his time kissing down your breasts and belly before kneeling on the edge of the bed and adjusting you so your thighs were over his shoulders and he could look up at you with a pleased grin.

"Relax for me," he encouraged between kisses along your thighs. You let your legs rest on him and he started licking your slit.

"There you go. So good," he added.

He gently pulled on your folds with his lips, using his tongue to slick you up. He licked your clit in slow, gentle circles, before repeating the motion with his thumb. He continued and watched your chest start to move with deeper, quicker breaths.

"You taste so perfect," he said.

A red rush of heat bloomed on your cheeks, and he smiled up at you. He reached forward to hold both your hands in his while his mouth continued to dance over you. He circled your entrance and left some kisses there before sucking on your bud. His consistent movement now sent you over the edge. You held his hands tighter and he reaffirmed his presence while continuing to draw pleasure out of you.

Once you came down from your high, you opened your eyes to find him grinning.

"I want you," he said, climbing toward you and cupping your cheek. You simply nodded.

"However you'd like me, Hunter."

"You make me very happy," he said. "In every way."

He moved you so you were on all fours near the edge of the bed. He stood behind you and you knew he was watching in the mirror. He left kisses along your spine and massaged your thighs, encouraging you to relax.

"Look at us," he encouraged. "I want you to see what I see."

You opened your eyes and watched as his cock entered you. He let out a groan at the sensation. You were getting distracted by what you looked like, but tried to comply.

He stopped with his cock buried deep in you.

"Hey, look at me," he said. You turned around to look up at him. "If you're too worried right now then just watch me in the mirror. Just look at me. It's okay." You looked at the mirror and made eye contact with him. He grinned and you smiled back. "That's it."

He started thrusting. He wasn't quick, but the rhythm was perfect. You felt his balls tap your clit as he fucked you and couldn't help but notice an extra wave of heat overcome you when you watch him.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he managed between heavy breaths. His hands roamed from your hips to hold your tits and play with your nipples. "So soft for me."

You arched your hips toward him and he went even deeper. The extra stimulation sent you over the edge and your vocalization made him proud.

He stood up again and squeezed your hips while he watched his cock slick up even more each time it entered you with the result of his work. Between that and watching your tits bounce with each movement, he couldn't draw it out anymore. Burying himself deep, his balls twitched and he filled you up.

Hunter leaned over, still inside you, and pulled you toward his chest. Tender kisses peppered your shoulder as you both came down from your high.

"Good?" you asked.

"Great. You're always perfect for me."

He pulled out and held you in his arms. You reached up and kissed him.

"Let's get cleaned up again," he suggested.

"We have all day."

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Kinktober request - Crosshair discovers he has a lactation kink when female reader produces too much milk for their child. He helps her with the excess while he fingers her/she rides him, and he can't get enough. Please and thank you!

Helpful

Crosshair x Fem Reader Partner

Warnings (basically what's in the ask): lactation kink, mention of pregnancy and changes to reader's body post-partum, suckling, fingering, protected PiV, aftercare and discussion of future children

Word count: 1189

The evening brought a quiet Crosshair was grateful for. He watched you feed and rock your child with a tired calm. Being parents to an infant was no small task and with all the changes you were dealing with, he was more protective than ever. Even when hormones meant strong emotions showed up out of the blue, he took that as a sign that you needed him to be steady. He could easily be one to bite back, but not with you. Not with your child.

"You done?" you asked your daughter as she pulled away from your breast. "There's more here if you want it."

She cooed up at you, looking full and ready to burp. Crosshair reached down for her to take over while you cleaned up and tucked yourself away for the next round of feeding. He walked around and moved rhythmically to help her get any gas out.

"Maybe I should pump some more," you said, looking at the already full bottles waiting for Wrecker to gather with his niece so you and Crosshair could get a little alone time.

"There's plenty there," Crosshair replied.

"I know, but I seem to be over-productive," you replied.

He paused, eye darting to the side for a moment of thought before he said, "maybe I could help with that."

You took a moment to deduce what that might mean and noticed a certain vulnerability to him that only appeared in certain circumstances.

"Alright," you said with a small smile.

The doorbell sounded and Crosshair walked over to greet Wrecker.

"Hey! How's my little girl?" Wrecker asked as he came in. She burped.

"Perfect as always," he declared with a grin.

Crosshair had everything ready for his brother and you handed him the diaper bag, extra bottles, a datapad of instructions, and some spare items just in case. Crosshair insisted on all of it.

"You'll be okay?" he asked his big brother before handing his daughter over.

"Crosshair, I live next door. You aren't going anywhere. Just have a night off and spend some time together."

"They'll be fine," you said, smiling at Wrecker and thanking him for giving you a night to yourselves.

The door had barely closed before he snaked his arms around your waist and kissed you. Tender kisses followed by needier ones. You smiled under them and cupped his cheeks. He walked you back to the bedroom, still placing kisses on your neck. You undressed each other in no time and he paused before getting into bed. You cupped his cheek and gave him a playful grin. He replied by kissing the inside of your wrist and smirking. You were all his.

He laid on the bed and quickly put a condom on; unashamed of his clear arousal. You traced some of the scars over his body and tenderly kissed the indented skin on the side of his head. A reminder that you loved him no matter what.

"Let me look at you," he said, sitting up so he could be closer to you. His eyes followed the path of your own scars. Skin once taunt from carrying a baby was now soft. You jiggled a little more, much to his delight, and milk dripped from your breasts. You caught him looking, but he didn't mind.

"It's not as glamorous as some people make it out to be," you said.

"Oh I don't know. I love them."

"You've always loved them," you giggled.

"This is different though," he said quietly.

"They ache a lot," you admitted.

Crosshair could only see a pair of gloriously full tits right in his face. And not just any pair. They were yours.

"Go on," you nodded. "I know you want to."

He looked up at you and first kissed your lips in a silent acknowledgement that he would be careful. He started by gently licking around your nipple before taking it in his mouth. The taste was something he'd never experienced and he couldn't help but suck on it. He was gentle and took his time. He held your other breast and rolled the nipped around with his thumb. He paused and adjusted how you were both positioned. You felt his cock twitch beneath you, but still sat on top of him. He switched to the other breast and swirled his tongue around it to lap up the leaking milk. You started to relax more as he traced your nipple with his tongue and gently sucked. His free hand found its way to your folds and he massaged your clit in time with his mouth. You let out a heavy breath arched your body closer to him.

"Want you," you whispered between breaths.

He pulled away, allowing you room to grab his aching cock and line it up. He couldn't stop the groan that left his mouth when you started riding him.

"Shh," you playfully insisted, pushing a tit back in his face.

He happily complied and started suckling again. The relief of the experience combined with his practiced mouth only made you want to drag out your pleasure. You rolled your hips and took your time. Crosshair couldn't help himself and started thrusting from underneath you. He wanted more.

You responded with a faster pace and pushed him down on the bed. He arched his neck up to take as much breast as he could into his mouth, and laid back to suck again while you rode him hard. Your breathing spend up and it wasn't long before you moaned and came. His own pleasure followed soon after, his cock deep inside you and your nipple at the back of his throat.

"So good," was all he could say.

He pulled away and looked up at you, but was still fascinated by your now slightly less full breasts.

"We can do this again," you said as you kissed him, "but it's going to start to be painful if we keep going."

He nodded in acknowledgement and glanced toward the fresher. The new tub would be a perfect opportunity for a little downtime. After washing each other, a snuggle in the sudsy bath seemed in order. You pulled him closer and kissed his temple. He relaxed into the feeling of your hand rubbing circles on his back.

"I'm supposed to be taking care of you," he said.

"We're supposed to take care of each other," you replied.

He inhaled and pulled you closer. His hands traced some of your stretch marks and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know if I can do that again," you admitted out loud for the first time.

"Then you don't have to," he answered. "I could always get the snip if it would make you feel better."

"We don't have to do decide now, Crosshair."

"Mm. Don't be afraid to tell me what you want."

He pulled you in to hold you and you grinned.

"Right now I want to go back to bed. The water's starting to get cold."

You both got out and he wrapped you in a towel before pulling the plug in the drain.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Kinktober in September?

It turns out something major is happening in my personal life in October and I may not be able to write much of anything, so I'm opening up Kinktober now! Please send in your requests. Send one or more kinks and the clone of your choice and any information you want to include such as reader's sex or gender and who is doing what to who (Is Wolffe tying you up or does he want to wear electric nipple clamps all day under his clothes until you tell him he's a good boy?)

There are a few things I won't write (anything with hitting or choking), but some ideas include:

Bondage (duct tape, rope, handcuffs, cock/ball), gagging not choking (bit gag, cloth gag, etc), orgasm kinks (control, denial, forced), clamps (nipple, clit, cock, etc), "good girl/boy," wax play, sounding, pegging, anal plug, nipple play, sex in public, sexting, collar, sensory deprivation, spreader bar, restraints, biting, knife play.

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Kinktober in September?

It turns out something major is happening in my personal life in October and I may not be able to write much of anything, so I'm opening up Kinktober now! Please send in your requests. Send one or more kinks and the clone of your choice and any information you want to include such as reader's sex or gender and who is doing what to who (Is Wolffe tying you up or does he want to wear electric nipple clamps all day under his clothes until you tell him he's a good boy?)

There are a few things I won't write (anything with hitting or choking), but some ideas include:

Bondage (duct tape, rope, handcuffs, cock/ball), gagging not choking (bit gag, cloth gag, etc), orgasm kinks (control, denial, forced), clamps (nipple, clit, cock, etc), "good girl/boy," wax play, sounding, pegging, anal plug, nipple play, sex in public, sexting, collar, sensory deprivation, spreader bar, restraints, biting, knife play.

[eclec-tech]

Hey, guys!

I'm wrapping up my Dogma story and will work on my very neglected long fic and holiday silliness once it's done.

But after that...

I have a couple partially started fics collecting dust that would be fun to work on, only I can't decide which one to devote the brain cells to first. I need help!

OPTION 1: AU where Crosshair is injured and becomes a Coruscant Guard detective under Commander Fox (will also feature Holobomb, "The Shiny" OC)

OPTION 2: Picks up after Tantis. Tech was CX-2. Phee finds evidence that Hemlock lied about Tech's goggles. He's found alive but has trouble adjusting to life on Pabu after all that he did. He joins Phee on her liberation missions to help him heal.

Which idea should I work on?

Crosshair joins the Coruscant Guard.

Tech and Phee travel the galaxy.

I'm frothing at the mouth for either.

Both sound awful. What else ya got?

I like pushing buttons.

Voting ended onAug 26, 2025

[eclec-tech]

How is it THIS close?! 😂

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Hey guys vote on this if you haven't!