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Putting the Hard in Hardcase

Hardcase x transfem reader

Rating: Explicit 18+ MDNI

Word count: Just over 4k

Summary: In between shifts as a comms officers aboard a Venator. Your already mutual relationship with Hardcase blooms into something much more.

CW: Some dub con if you squint, rough consensual face fucking, transfem confession

It was odd being one of the only civvies on board the Venator, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world. You were assigned to the comms team, your expertise being separatist chatter. 

Being part of the comms team meant you always had to keep your ears open. Always had to be listening to keep your troopers safe. But right now, all you could hear is Hardcase calling your name. 

You looked over to your assigned partner, and asked him to cover your territory for a moment, to which they nodded affirmative. Removing your headset, and shaking out your hair you turned around to see Hardcase stopping in their steps. He watched as your hair whirled behind you as you turned around, your hair pin falling to the ground without you noticing.

“Miss me already Hardcase? You saw me yesterday.” You asked him, knowing full well you wanted to see him too. 

“Ah, well, I came to see if you could spare a moment for a project I’m working for our dear ol’ captain.” He replied almost hesitantly. 

You laughed out loud. Louder than anyone had expected, including yourself. “This isn’t like the time you put a small explosive inside of a cake and made it explode because, and I quote, it would be funny to see cake all over the generals face.”

Hardcase laughed a full bellied laugh.”That was totally worth it! And it got all over Kixs’ hair, you know how he feels about his hair!” “Ok that was pretty funny, if not dangerous. You’ve convinced me though. What do you have cooking up this time?” You asked, smiling ear to ear. “Come meet me on your downtime. Don’t want to distract you more than I already do.” Hardcase said with a wink. You smirked and returned to your post. Thanking your partner for covering for you.

A few hours passed of uneventful listening, but during that time you couldn’t get Hardcase out of your head. Neither this pet project he’s been working on. You had to find out what it was, so you headed down to the barracks looking for him.

As a member of the comms team, you weren’t unaccustomed to military life. But as you entered the barracks, you were struck on how rhythmic and structured it was. The organized chaos of being in the 501st wasn’t lost in here. 

Your eager eyes scanned the tide of troopers, seeking Harcase’s familiar face. But he was nowhere to be seen. As your eyes kept scanning, your spotted a familiar face, though it was not Harcase’s face. 

You matched his pace as you strode up next to him. “Captain, have you seen Hardcase down here? I was supposed to meet him but I haven’t seen him anywhere.” 

Captain Rex didn’t miss a beat and responded without break his stride. “Last I heard he was causing trouble in the mess hall.”

“Thanks Captain!” You said and broke off from his side, heading toward the mess hall. Amidst the chaos of the mess hall, your eyes catch a glimpse of him. His familiar face in the crowd of troopers. He was standing on a table, holding a sheet of paper, and announcing to the crowd. You joined the troopers surrounding the table, enraptured in what he was saying. 

“-And then winner of todays cot jousting competition is none other than the legend himself, Fives!” Shouted Hardcase to the entire mess hall. Shouts from the other troopers could be heard across the hall and cheers rang out as Fives joined Hardcase on the table.

“Thank you, thank you.” Started Fives before continuing. “It was a tough go today, but we got the belt. I’ll be wearing this to bed tonight, thank you.” He finished.

A belt made of a mix of ration and caf packets was handed to Fives, who hoisted it over his head, smiling, like he just won a big race. Shouts and whistles rang out around you as he dismounted the table, and wrapped the “belt” around his waist. 

You watched as the crowd died down, and saw how Fives was treated as a grand champion of some sort throughout the mess hall. You were so caught up in it all that you didn’t even notice Hardcase standing beside you until he placed an arm around your shoulders. You jumped at the sudden touch and quickly looked to see Hardcase watching the situation you were seconds ago.

“Love to see it.” He said, not removing his arm. Confused, you looked back at Fives shaking hands with another trooper who was admiring the trophy belt. 

You looked back at him, his face turning to meet yours. “What do you mean, ‘love to see it’?” 

“Well…” He started. “It’s just that these boys go through so much.. I just love to see my brothers smiling, and enjoying the small things.” He finished, looking back into your eyes.

It was at this point that you realized how close you were together. The warmth of his body through his blacks set your core on fire. You cheeks flushed, and you reflexively pulled away from him. The warmth of his body immediately being replaced with the cold air of the Venator. You already longed for the warmth of his body on yours. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the briefest moment of disappointment cross his handsome features.

Flustered you remembered why you came down here in the first place. “S-so, why did you want me to come find you?” 

Hardcase’s face lit up again, as he remembered why he asked you down here. “Oh yeah!” He started. “Follow me, I’ve got something to show you.” He said, grabbing your hand and leading the way.

You followed as he led you out of the mess hall and down a hallway that you noticed was becoming less and less crowded. He pulled you into a cramped room that seemed nothing more than a empty supply closet. You looked around the small room, even though there was really nothing there to see except for Hardcase. As you looked at him, you barely noticed at first, but his tanned face was starting to become flushed. The heat from his body started to permeate your core once again, causing your face to flush again.

“I…” He started before trailing off, running his hand on the back of his neck. He inhaled and exhaled deeply before looking back up at you and placing his hand on the wall behind you. “I really like you. More than like you.” He blurted. “I…” He started, before using the hand that was behind you to grab the back of your neck and pull you into a kiss.

You pulled back, unsure of the feelings you were getting from him, and yourself. 

“Sorry Hardcase, I.. I just don’t know.” You said, looking back up at him. He was in the same spot he leaned into you, except for his face unable to hide the disappointment he felt. He pulled back, swallowing. 

“Right.” He said straightening up, moving to open the door.

“Hardcase wait.” You said, grabbing his arm. He stopped his motion immediately. “You asked me down here to work on a project for Captain Rex. What did pulling me into a closet and kissing me have to do with that?”

He stood there for a moment, before sighing and turning to you. “There wasn’t a surprise for Rex. I lied. I just wanted to get close to you and tell you and show you how much you mean to me.” He moved in hesitantly, stopping briefly to see if you would pull away before kissing your cheek softly. Turning towards the door, he said one word before he opened it and left. “Sorry.”

You were left there. In the small room. Cold air once again replacing the warmth the he had left behind. Confused, frustrated, and cold, you left to go to your room. The elevator ride up to your level felt long. There were other troopers there  talking about how great the cot jousting was. And how Kix had to get called a few times. 

The elevator door opened with a whoosh, and you walked into the hall. Other officers, some civvies, most troopers walking about going to and from their own respective rooms. You opened your door, walking in to the dimly lit room. You moved for the shower, as all you wanted to do was wash up and call it a day. 

After showering and brushing your teeth, you slipped into your pajamas and climbed into bed. You were tired, but couldn’t fall asleep. All that was on your mind was Hardcase. The smell and warmth of his body. Not to mention the kiss, were playing with your mind. You respected Hardcase. He cared for his brothers in a way that you never knew. Sure he caused some trouble every now and again. But when it came down to it, he was loyal, brave, and caring. The man you knew and respected just crossed the line from being friend and comrade, to something more. Something you realized you needed. You were going to tell him you liked him, too. With that realization, you slowly and contently fell into a deep slumber. 

You awoke to your alarm going off notifying you it was time for your shift. After dressing, you moved your way about the ship. Keeping an eye out for Hardcase. You needed to find him, and apologize for not realizing how much you liked him as well. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to find him by the time you found your station. Disappointed, you slipped on your headset and started your shift. 

The day progressed, nothing eventful happened. No separatist ships identified. No space noise that could make your day interesting in any way. Nothing. Nothing except for Hardcase being on your mind all day. You yearned for his warmth and smell. Yearned for the taste of his lips on yours. You were lost daydreaming and didn’t realize Captain Rex standing behind you calling your name. “Ahem” he said, clearing his through loud enough for the entire room to notice and turn their heads. Startled, you quickly turned around and pulled off your headset. 

“Status report, Lieutenant.” He said bluntly. “Nothing sir.” You stammered. “All is clear and nothing to report.” 

“Very well, lieutenant. Carry on.” He said, turning and leaving your station. Embarrassed and confused, you sat back down. You wondered what that was all about. The Captain never used your rank before, always called you by name and was always polite. This time, he seemed cross at you and you weren’t sure why. 

Soon, you were tapped on your shoulder. Looking up you saw your shift replacement. Another civvy officer. You handed him the headset, thanking him for taking over.

You left your station and headed back to your room. As you climbed in the elevator with other troopers, they hushed their conversation and left the elevator as you entered.

Annoyed, you pressed the button to go to your level and were off. A silent trip, except for the storm that was raging in your head. What the fuck was going on? Why was everyone so cross? It must have been from giving Hardcase the cold shoulder, you realized. The elevators, as expected, opened with a whoosh. You exited, walked down the hall, and turned the corner to your room. Stopping, you noticed Hardcase standing at your room door. He was setting something on the ground and walking away. This was your chance to talk. “Hardcase!” You practically shouted. He stopped, but didn’t turn. You ran up to him, grabbing his arm. Realizing it was warm and wet. He turned to you, and you realized he was sweating. “Hardcase?” You asked concerned. 

“Lieutenant.” He said coldly. Contrary to his body temperature. You stepped back, not used to him being so blunt and cold. He moved to turn away, but you caught his arm.

“I’m sorry about yesterday.” You said abruptly. “Come inside?” You asked, pulling his arm and opening the door to your room.

Without saying a word, he moved to follow you. You moved one step toward your room and heard a crunch under your boots. You immediately remember Hardcase setting something down in front of your door, your face shooting to his before moving to the floor in two quick motions. You kneeled down and moved you foot, revealing a crushed purple hair pin.

“Fuck.” You shouted. Startling both Hardcase and yourself. “This was my favorite hair pin!” You looked back up to Hardcase. “You had it?”

He smiled softly. “Yeah..” His voice low and soft. “It fell when we talked the other day, and I wanted something that would remind me of you. So I.. kinda took it.”

You smiled. Holding the crushed hair pin. 

He touched your shoulder. “I didn’t know how things were going to proceed between us. And I thought it was over, so I was returning it.” His voice getting a little choked up before lightening up.”Besides. It’s not like I can wear it.” You both laughed at that. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

With that, you grabbed his arm and stood up and moved into the room.

You turned on some lights. Lighting up the room around you. It wasn’t grand by any means. But the fact that you had your own room on this ship was special in itself. Hardcase looked around the room, noticing every little detail.

“I wasn’t expecting company.” You said, looking around your messy room.

He smiles. “It’s alright. I like it.” 

You smile back, and remember how sweaty he is. “Look, you should shower. There’s a shower in the room on the right.” You say, tidying up a little. “Nah.” He replies, drawing your attention. “You go ahead, I can wait.”

You contemplate this for a moment. Thinking over how he could shower while you prepare something to eat. “Okay. That’s fine.” You say. “Be all sweaty, I don’t care. Just don’t be all sweaty on my bed please?”

He nods as you move to the shower room, closing the door behind you. The shower room isn’t what you would expect. The whole room is the shower. The room itself has a lip to prevent any water from going elsewhere. And there is no dividing walls to hide yourself if the main door was open. 

You disrobe, and untie your hair. Letting it cascade behind you. You set your clothes in a waterproof drawer and walk the shower head, and turn on the water. The water isn’t as hot as you would like. But it’ll do. 

You wash your hair, and set in the conditioner. Putting your hair up so you can wash your body. You lather the soap in your washcloth, and begin to wash up. You cover your whole body with soap, letting the warm water fill the room with steam. Washing your groin, you instinctively think of Hardcase, and how his lips felt on yours. The taste his lips left behind. Your didn’t even realize what you were doing at first. The soap on your hand was acting as a lubricant as your began to stroke your quickly hardening cock. You sit down in the shower, close your eyes, and lean back, enjoying the pleasure and thoughts. You hit the wall, eyes closed. The shampoo bottle falling to the floor with a loud thud. You sit there for a moment, trying to calm down from startling yourself. You realize you shouldn’t keep him waiting and stand up to rinse. Suddenly, the door opens and Hardcase rushes in. “Are you okay? I heard a loud noi…” his voice and trail of thought stop immediately. His eyes go wide, and his face goes red as he looks you over. Once, twice, and thrice for good measure. His jaw slacks slightly. “Mesh’la…”

“Close the door!” You shout. “You’re gonna let all the hot air out!”

He obeys and closes the door. Staying in the room with you. “I…” He starts before looking into your eyes. “I want you.”

You smile. “I want you, too.” Without another word, he’s on you.

He presses you up against the wall, firmly grabbing the back of your neck as your lips meet. His other hand grabbing your hips, and pulling your bodies together. He pushes in his tongue, and you moan into his mouth. Causing him to moan in response. You stand there and kiss for a moment before pulling back, panting and wanting more.

“Your blacks, they’re drenched.” You say, seeing as he walked into the running shower with his blacks still on. He looks you in the eyes and winks. “Only for you.” 

With that, you giggle, moving to pull off his top first. You find his waist, slip your fingers under the hem of his top, and pull up. He puts his arms over his head, allowing you to pull the top off completely. What’s left his his muscled and toned body, with a large, hard, bulge in his drenched bottoms. As you look him over, you bite your lower lip. 

He smiles wickedly, grabbing your hands and pressing them against his torso. Contrary to his hands, his torso is soft. Muscled and strong, but the skin is soft and warm. You move your hands over his body, enjoying the feeling. As your hands travel, they hit the hem of his bottoms. “Well, this isn’t fair. You’re still partly clothed and I’m bare naked. Let’s say we level the playing field.”

He smiles again. “I like the sound of that.”   To take his bottoms off, you sit on the ground and pull his pants down. As they pass his groin, his cock springs free. Almost hitting your face.

“Oh my…” You say, your face flushing. He doesn’t say anything as you continue pulling his bottoms off. He lifts one leg at a time, allowing you to disrobe him completely. He stands above you, and as you look up at him, he grabs the back of your head softly. 

“May I?” He asks softly, nodding down to his fully erect cock near your face. You nod, looking back down. 

He moves closer, your heart pounding with adrenaline. Him being so close, nude, and fully erect in front of you sends blood from your brain into your other head. 

“Open.” His voice soft but also firm. 

You obey and open your mouth for him. Slowly, he slides his twitching cock against your lips. Parting them, as he presses his cock into your mouth and onto your tongue. You moan as his cock fills up your entire mouth. He shudders and grips onto your hair. You begin to bob on his head. Sliding your lips and tongue over the tip and glans of his cock. He closes his eyes, enjoying the pleasure you’re bringing to him. “Fuck me that feels good.”

You take him deeper, shoving you face down on his cock, pushing against your throat. He moans loudly before starting to move himself. As he pushes himself in and out of your mouth, you stop moving and moan as you remain sucking on his cock. He starts grunting and breathing heavier. Moving in and out of your mouth faster. Your hand finds his balls as you cup them, playing with them as he thrusts himself in your mouth. He moans, pushing deeper into your mouth and starting to enter your throat. You back up reflexively, stopping abruptly as you hit the wall behind you. You squirm and moan as he pushes against your throat. The wall behind you stopping you from pulling back and allowing him to push against your throat. “Fuck…” He grunts. “I’m getting close!”

He thrusts harder and faster into your mouth. Saliva mixed with precum spilling from your drooling mouth. You grab his hips, trying to push him back as you’re not ready to deep throat him just yet. His thrusts become more erratic, and he starts to shake. You know he’s close. His voice shaky. “I’m coming.” He manages to say, before shouting your name. With one last thrust, he pushes his cock into your throat and releases his load. Hot cum streams into your throat as you try and swallow it all, unsuccessfully. You didn’t know how much how much he was going to cum. But as you try to swallow, his cum seeps from your lips and down your chin. 

Panting, he pulls out of your mouth, as you start to cough. 

“Oh shit.” He says alarmed, kneeling down with you. In between coughs, you manage to tell him you’re fine. And as you recover, you look into his eyes with a devilish glint in your eyes. “My turn.”

He smiles back, as he’s been wanting this too. He stands up and offers his hand for you. You take it, and he pulls you up without any effort. You try to say thank you, but are cut short as he pushes you against the wall. Knocking over the conditioner bottle this time. “We’’ll get it later.” He says, pressing his mouth against yours. He grabs your breasts and starts to squeeze. You moan into his mouth again. “That’s my girl.” He says seductively. “Moan for me.”

You moan again as he pinches your nipples. Once again, he slides his tongue into your mouth. You two kiss for a minute before he pulls back. And you jump as he wraps his hand around your cock and starts pumping. But recover as he laughs lowly, and plays with your nipples and cock. You moan his name, and he smiles upon hearing his name like that come from your lips. 

He pumps your cock faster. And you manage to tell him you’re getting close. He chuckles deeply and slides his tongue back into your mouth. Your hand finds his free one, as your intertwine your fingers into his. You squeeze his hand and moan loudly onto his tongue as you cum in his hand. Once you’re finished spilling your cum onto him, he pulls away, leaving you panting. 

You recover, looking up at him as he smirks proudly at you and suggests you two clean up. 

You both lather soap onto each others bodies and wash each other. Careful of the sensitive cocks both of you have. You rinse your hair, and put it up with your towel. Grabbing two more towels. One for him and another for your body. As you dry, you feel his eyes on you once again. You look at him to see him smiling at you. “What?” You ask, a little self conscious. 

“Nothing mesh’la. You’re just the most beautiful woman I’ll ever meet.” He coos.

You smile and blush, finishing drying and opening up a waterproof drawer for a fresh pair of clothes. Hardcase looks at the wet pile of his own clothes on the floor. You call his name and toss him a fresh pair of blacks. 

Surprised, he asks you where you got them. “Well…” You start. “When I got commissioned as an officer, the GAR issued me those. Though I haven’t been able to wear them since…” you trail off. Trying to figure out how to tell him it was from before you started transitioning. 

“They’re from before you showed the galaxy the real and beautiful you?” He asks softly. You nod the affirmative, smiling. Without pushing the subject any further, he get’s dressed and you do as well. You turn on the air cycle for the shower room and step out, him in tow. 

“Food?” You ask him before stopping near the bed. 

“Nah.” He says. “I’m not really that hungry.” You laugh. “Funny. I’m not either.”

He moves towards your room door about to leave, before stopping when he hears his name.

“Hardcase… do you… maybe… want to spend the night?” You ask softly but eagerly.

He whirls around quickly, and walks surprisingly fast to you. “I thought you’d never ask.” He says smiling, before picking you up and carrying you onto your bed. 

You two were in for a long night.