#boost x reader

[luna18night20]

A masterlist of one-shots, scenarios, headcanons, drabbles, and more featuring our beloved 104th battalion, known as the Wolfpack (Commander Wolffe, Sinker, Boost, and Comet).

💗 - fluff

💔 - angst

🔥 - smut (18+)

💓 - suggestive (16+)

💝 - hurt/comfort

💟 - other

💟 Clone commanders as a boyfriends #1

💓 Clone Commanders HCs: Chubby S/O #1 (16+)

🔥 Fandom characters: Birthday special (18+)

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[waiting-for-motivation]

cuddling the 104th

summary: Ignoring her bed rest, (Y/n) escapes the med bay with the help of Sinker and Boost. Commander Wolffe encounters them. Will he help? Or will he tell Plo‘buir?

pairings: 104th x Reader, Sinker, Boost, Wolffe, Comet

warnings: the softest fluff

words: 901

a/n: manifesting my wolfpack boys in tomorrows episode :) also this is part of my 1k celebration

MASTERLIST REQUEST RULES

“Sinker! Boost! What are you doing?“

Heavy steps echo through the corridor. Wolffe watches his brothers round a corner and starts to run. There was someone in their arms and the Commander is quite sure who this someone is - their Padawan (Y/n).

Soft giggles reach his ears as he rounds the corner as well and almost runs into Sinker. His brothers look at him with wide guilty eyes.

“Hello there Wolffe“, (Y/n) greets the Commander with a silly smile and waves her hand. Her hand only stops moving when Sinker grabs it. Boost tightens his grip around (Y/n)s weak body, cradling her against his chest.

“Why is she here? She is injured!“, Wolffe asks protectively and takes a step forward to take (Y/n) from his brothers arms. She frowns at him and grasps Boosts top blacks.

“She hates the med bay! They gave her a good amount of painkillers which made her uncomfortable“, the Sergeant of the Wolfpack tries to explain but Wolffe shakes his head no. There is no way they can carry her around the ship while she has a broken leg as well as a blaster wound. She needs to stay in bed.

“I will take her back“, Wolffe announces and moves one of his arms under (Y/n)s legs while the other wraps around her upper body. With a sad glance towards the Padawan, Boost lets go of her. (Y/n) squirms in Wolffes arms but to no avail. The painkillers as well as blood loss made her dizzy.

Silent steps come closer and as Sergeant Sinker looks around the corner, he discovers their General. After turning back around he stops Wolffe with a hand against his firm chest. (Y/n) begs in his arms to stay with the clones. She wants so desperately to sleep in their barracks. Because that is where she feels most at home.

“Plo‘buir is coming!“, Sinker tells the group. (Y/n)s heart sinks because she knows her Master will bring her straight back to med bay. So she looks up at Wolffe with huge pleading eyes. The Commander sighs and nods.

“You distract him. I will get her inside our barracks“, Wolffe commands and his words make (Y/n)s eyes shine. While Sinker and Boost head towards the General with some stupid excuse, he walks the other way.

“I knew you had a soft spot for me“, (Y/n) states after some silence with a sweet giggle. Wolffe looks at her for a second but then focuses on not being seen by too many people. Still there is a smile on his lips.

“No. I simply want you where I can watch over you. Getting you back to the med bay would never stop you from trying to escape“, Wolffe explains as he rounds the last corner and walks straight towards the entrance of the Wolfpacks barracks.

“What you are trying to say is: You are soft for me“, (Y/n) teases and pokes the Commanders chest. She watches him roll his eyes like he always does. But she knows its not a mean gesture.

“C-Commander“, Comet greets the two of them. Sinker and Boost gave him the mission to guard the barracks and cover them. He is surprised to see (Y/n) in the arms of Wolffe, the one they thought would be a big problem.

Inside the barracks the clones of the 104th are already dragging their mattresses from their cots to a huge comfortable pile in the middle of the room. Some shinnies welcome (Y/n) with a pat on her shoulder or simply a smile.

Wolffe places (Y/n) in the middle of the combined mattresses, checking her for any sign of pain or discomfort, but she smiles at him sweetly. Comet drapes a blanket around her shoulders and then sits down next to her. All the other clones lay down around them like some human barrier. (Y/n) feels safe.

Sinker and Boost come through the door with laughter and join their brothers the same time as their Commander returns. Wolffe has taken off his armor. The second he lays on his back, (Y/n) rests her head on his chest. One of her hands is entwined with Comets.

“The real reason why I wanted to be here is that I wanted to know if everyone is aright“, (Y/n) whispers after some time and feels Wolffe shift underneath her.

“It‘s okay, ad‘ika. We are all safe now“, Wolffe breathes and wraps an arm around (Y/n). He caresses her back with his rough fingers, trying to calm her to sleep. It works. After some time the Padawan is sighing in her sleep and clutches Wolffes top blacks in her small hand.

It‘s silent for a while and most clones are already sleeping. Then Sinker and Boost start bickering about their next mission where the clones get to carry jetpacks. Both are too excited to sleep.

“Sinker. Boost. Shut up!“, Wolffe whisper-screams and kicks Boost in the neck to silence him. While Sinker laughs, Boost groans pained. Soon even the two fall asleep.

The next morning (Y/n) is the first one to wake up because she feels a close presence in the force. She looks around and meets the gaze of her Master. But he is smiling under his mask and leaves as soon as (Y/n) sees him. At least his Padawan is keeping her bed rest with the clones at her side.

taglist: @lightning-wolffe @gwenebear @skippyhopperwisdom @jojos-trooper @rex-meshla

[clonewarslover55]

May I please request Boost relationship headcannons? I love all of your work! Thank you!!!!♥️♥️♥️

Boost relationship headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Masterlist

You absolutely can!!! I did some for Comet and Sinker so why not for Boost?!

Notes: Remember when Sinker said Boost smells? He was right.

SFW

Boost, as we all know, is a sarcastic boi who does not shower enough

His red hair and gnarly scar draw attention easily to him

Not that he is really complaining ;)

Similar to Sinker, he’s a flirt, just not nearly as smooth.

You most likely meet this handsome scarred clone at 79’s

He goes there when he's on leave with his brothers

They all deserve time to relax, plus it’s either that or stay at the barracks

Where he’d just clean his gun, annoy Wolffe, nap, etc.

He likes to keep busy, he never really stops

So he keeps himself entertained when he can

Boost is a very sarcastic man, so when you meet him you’re in for a surprise

Sarcastic remarks? Flirting? Handsome smirks? You bet your ass

Eventually you and Boost jump into a relationship and things really get started

Boost wants to spend as much time with you as possible

He tries not to be clingy; but it's hard, he’s addicted to your touch

Please give this man a hug

And a shower

“Not showering that often helps keep my hair dye from fading too soon!”

You scowl at that and offer to help him keep his dyed hair maintained if it means he’ll fucking bathe more often

Boost, of course, agrees

Anything to keep you close and touching him

Boost is more sarcastic than a joker, but he still has his moments

He never fails to make you smile

Especially out in public

Boost has no shame, I mean like at all, so he is all for PDA

Holding hands, kissing your cheeks, etc etc etc.

In front of his brothers he is always touching you

You’re his and only his, and the Pack needs to know that

The Wolfpack loves you though!

They love it when Boost brings you to 79’s

Mainly so they can tell you embarrassing stories about him

(Boost has reached across the table at Comet once)

You enjoy the stories even if he doesn’t!

Boost tries his hardest at being romantic

He isn’t the best, but damn does he try

Boost will secretly learn how to cook, and attempt to make you dinner!

He attempts, which is all that matters……

You end up mostly cooking when he’s on Triple Zero(Coruscant)

Boost is a good kitchen helper though!!

He’s willing to help you cook, wash dishes, etc

This man has never washed a dish in his life, so you have to teach him

You have to teach him many ways of being a clean person

Dirty stinky bastard man I am telling you

He’s the type that smells his clothes to make sure they’re not “Too dirty” before he throws them on

You will never break him from being a stinky boi

No matter how hard you try

He slowly gets better as you two progress in your relationship

But he is definitely not perfect. He still does the shirt smell

At least he showers once he gets back from missions!

He always brings little trinkets and such back for you as well!

It is mostly things like animal teeth or anything that draws his attention (So a really cool rock)

Boost has a big thing for animals

Especially their teeth, bones, skulls, etc. So he brings those home!

Seriously good luck getting him to not do that if you’re not into that

Boost loves cuddles, but he is the big spoon

He is obsessed with holding you in his arms, especially after being away from you for so long

Like all clones, he has nightmares, but he tells you he has them before you two stay together whenever he’s on Triple Zero so you’re prepared

After a nightmare he wants you to hold him, his head on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat

He is no longer self conscious about his scar, similar to how Wolffe doesn’t give a shit

So you’re welcome to trace it and ask about it!!

Boost’s love language is definitely sarcastic remarks, poking you, bear hugs, etc.

Give this sarcastic little shit any sort of attention and food and he’ll love you forever

He won’t let you forget it either

So expect many forehead kisses and pokes!

NSFW

Boost is experienced, like I said, he likes to keep busy ;)

So he knows what he’s doing in the bedroom for sure

Similar to Sinker, he sure knows how to dirty talk

He doesn’t run his mouth quite as often though

Boost speaks more through his actions, unless you ask for dirty talk

Plus his mouth is better for other things ;)

His kisses are ones that leave you craving more

His mouth always has to be on you, licking, biting, nipping, sucking

Boost loves marking you up, in many ways of course

When he gives you oral expect many hickies in many fun places

Boost, being great with his mouth, loves to give you oral

He loves to receive it too!

Please give him some kisses for the love of god

Mark him up too, he loves showing off that he’s yours!

He will take a bath/shower if it evolves you ;)

Sadly the only way you can get this stinky motherfucker to bathe sometimes

Boost is a clone, so he is a king of self control

Therefore foreplay is a fun time for you both

He’ll tease the fuck out of you, leaving you begging for him

Eventually he’ll get riled up himself, but not after dragging a few orgasms from you

Boost does enjoy a bit of teasing himself, but it just causes him to get a bit rough and worked up

So tease Boost if you want some rough sex ;)

Boost is definitely in for most things, but more so on you then him

He’ll try everything at least once for you, which means he really loves you

Public sex is a big yes for him though! So be warned

He’ll tease the fuck out of you in public, he just wants people to know that you’re his!

Quickies are a yes if it means public sex. But behind closed doors he wants to take his time with you

He wants to hear you scream his name all night long after all

Boost may enjoy some rough sex, but he’s quite gentle when it comes to aftercare

He makes sure to take good care of you, cleaning you both up

Boost will absolutely try to clean you up with his mouth, even after a long session

But after everything, he makes sure you fall asleep in his large scarred arms, your head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat.

Taglist: Currently making a new one so stay tuned!

[ironmandeficiency]

clone trooper masterlist

everything i have for clone boys (canon and oc) can be found here. if you’re under 18, don’t read the marked nsfw content.

captain rex

force sensitive

beach please - rex / reader / cody

emotionally thirsty

time for a trim

domesticity

hardcase

refreshing (18+)

feelin’ like a woman

all’s fire in love & war

… that’s a bug

kix

we (don’t) need a medic

idiot’s array

internal bleeding

accidents happen

misc. 501st

homesick song - tup / reader

that’s not how those work - fives / reader

our love will (never) end - dogma / reader

sexcapades gone wrong - hardcase, rex, fives, kix, tup, & jesse hc’s (18*)

commander cody

anatomy lesson (platonic?)

beach please - rex / reader / cody

ni olar (18+)

wrecker

the game (18+)

trust throw

des and troy

tech

untitled (18+)

stuck like glucose

crosshair

disGUSTING

oleander

sarad (flower)

can you not? (one) -> (two) -> (three)

poly bad batch

random hc’s

commander wolffe

dropped hints never picked up

whacked

tattered

mama wolf

boost

wolves

commander fox

love me naked

glitter in the air

assorted fox hc’s

no pairing/oc’s

who’s my commander - no pairing

13 x 7 = 28 - no pairing

home - achilles / reader (oc)

[ssadumba55]

Dating Ramone & Boost Would Include...

Request: Saw that you did a Lightning McQueen x Reader headcannon list and I must ask… I will support flomone until I die but... Ramone x Reader or Boost x Reader? Either or, both or neither is fine with me!

A/N: You get both because I honestly love doing two for the price of one! In honor of Cars 15th anniversary yesterday! Enjoy!

Ramone

Ramone is clearly a romantic, this is a non negotiable fact

So he definitely is the type of guy who always has dates planned well in advance

He does most of the date planning let's be honest

Always at your side too

Not that he hates being alone or doesn't trust you, he just doesn't trust other cars to leave you alone

Definitely the type of guy to brag about dating you too

But obviously, not in a super overt way, he likes to keep his chill come on

Romantic dates watching the sunset, drives through Radiator Springs at night alone

Listening to him talk about paint and stuff like that for hours

He loves listening to you talk though as well

He's really smooth, even when you're together constantly making moves on you

Boost

Boost definitely seems like the type of guy who acts all tough in front of other guys

But maybe he has a slightly softer side???

Only when it comes to you though, and if you ever tell anyone he will be upset

He has a reputation to uphold

You worry for him a lot, going out and heckling other cars a lot is sure to get him into trouble sometimes

But he always comes back to you, and you suppose that's what matters most

Still, you scold him

You can't help yourself

Going on late night drives just the two of you, not really knowing what to say to each other so not saying anything at all

And it's nice

Being super awkward about your relationship around his friends

Because they will tease you

But you don't care because you love him

[tanyawritesstories]

Friendly Competition | Boost x Reader

This is a fic I wrote a long time ago and I'm only now posting. I haven't written in months and I'm honestly thinking about quitting but regardless, here you go I hope you like it.

Word count: 4.2k

Warnings: NSFW, smut, vibrators, butt plugs, general mischief, anal exploration (the good kind), fluff, Sinker is nosey

•••

It wasn't often that you visited these kinds of stores. You usually just ordered the products from the holonet and waited for them to be delivered, but you were out and about with your boyfriend and it was his last day on leave. You both had been walking through the mid levels of Coruscant and seen the store. You decided it would be worth it to try and find something fun to spice things up while you were away.

You and Boost had both kept your jacket hoods up as you entered. Boost looked around curiously while you kept your head tilted down just enough to hide the permanent blush staining your cheeks. Sure, you'd been in sex toy stores before, but that time was with a group of friends where the attention wasn't on you and you could easily blend into the group and not be noticed.

Boost took your hand in his, interlacing your fingers together as you roamed the store, browsing. "You're not usually the shy one," he whispered. You looked up at him, finding a teasing smirk on his handsome face. Your face turned even more red and you buried your head in his chest, causing him to laugh. He put his arms around you and held you to him, loving how much bigger he was than you. You closed your eyes and nuzzled into him, resting the side of your head against his warm body. You listened to his heartbeat, it was one of the things that comforted you the most.

You opened your eyes after a moment and spotted an interesting object across the room. You broke away from Boost and made your way to it. Plucking the box off the shelf you glanced over it, a number of wicked ideas popping into your brain.

"Baby," you called sweetly, "come here please." You turned around and hid the box behind your back, watching as Boost walked closer with a suspicious look on his face. "Oh no," he said, "what've you found?" You smiled. "If I ask nicely will you wear this?" You brought the box out from behind your back. Boost's eyebrows shot up on his face as he looked at the image on the box.

"A vibrating buttplug?" He questioned. "Are you serious?" You giggled, "c'mon babe, it'll be fun." Boost crossed his arms over his chest and sighed.

It was a recent discovery that Boost liked anal. You had been in the middle of giving him a mind shaking blowjob when you decided to be bold. Your fingers were slicked up with spit and precum so you had slowly pushed one fingertip inside him. He came instantly, letting out the most heavenly noises you'd ever heard him make. You both had discussed it afterwards and Boost had shown interest in exploring the realm further. You figured this was a good next step, you also loved to be a tease.

"Please Boostie, baby. Please! It'll be fun, I promise," you pleaded. "Look at you, begging in public," he teased. Your blush deepened and you glared at him through your eyelashes. "Please," you whispered. Boost sighed and stared at the ceiling, thinking. A sly smirk formed on his face, making you uneasy.

"I will wear that if.." he took a few steps back and picked something off another shelf, "..you wear these."

You looked at him in disbelief. "Vibrating panties? That's where you're taking this?"

"It's only fair," he said. "You wear these one day and I'll wear that the next." You thought about it, another fantastic idea coming to mind.

"Alright, you wear this one day on campaign and I have the controller. Then I'll wear those another day and give you the controller. When we get back and go to 79s like we always do, we'll both wear them."

Boost nodded. "The goal is you can't draw any suspicion, try to be as quiet and collected as possible while the other one of us teases the other with the controller. Whoever breaks first loses."

You nodded and walked to stand next to him. "No touching allowed, only tease with the vibrator. If anyone manages to guess exactly what we're both doing, which I doubt, then we both lose." Boost smiled, "Deal."

~~~~

Luckily, this campaign would be a short one, only a week long supply mission. You snuck your toy contraband into the cruiser with no trouble, hiding both small boxes amongst your clothes.

You were a strategist, normally coming up with battle plans. General Plo Koon had put you in charge of this mission, hoping to give you more assignments in the future that didn't just include destroying things.

The General was currently attending business at the Jedi temple, leaving you and Commander Wolffe in charge of the entire operation. You could tell Wolffe wasn't a fan of it, but he would do his job without complaint.

After the first couple days of traveling, the cruiser had arrived above the planet. The first day of delivering supplies to the surface was also the first competition day.

Boost had made sure that the vibrator was working and in its proper place when you got ready this morning. He had watched you the entire time you got ready, twirling the small controller in his hand giddily.

“You had better be nice,” you warned lightly. “Oh I won’t,” Boost laughed. He had a sexy but dangerous look in his eyes which was turning you on already. Not a good start.

The boring tasks of the day went by without any issue, until it was time for the briefing. You knew your boyfriend was bound to pull something here, but you didn’t know exactly what.

It’s ok, just act normal.

That was easier said than done.

The second you entered the room all eyes were on you, patiently awaiting the plan of action. You smiled at everyone and was making your way to the front of the room when you felt the vibrator start up. You let out a squeak and your knees buckled, you grabbed onto the table nearby for support. You laughed nervously and stood up straight, determined to win and keep a straight face.

“Alright everyone, classic supply mission nothing you all haven’t done before,” you started. Boost was sneaky, manipulating the controller without anyone knowing, spiking the intensity up and down quickly. The tiny jolts and deep breaths you were taking were causing a few of the men to give you weird looks as you talked.

“..and of course the remainder of the week will be spent making sure that the civilians have everything they neeeeed!” Your voice rose to a squeal at the end as you felt the vibrations increase significantly. You clenched your thighs together and your breathing picked up.

“Are you alright, sir?” You heard one of them ask. You looked up, eyes scanning the room, a few of the men looked concerned and others looked confused. You glanced over a Boost for a brief second to find him with a shit eating grin on his face, half hidden by his hand. The vibrations felt good, you just didn’t want it to feel good right now. The toy was positioned just over your clit, delivering pleasurable tingling that flowed through your body.

“Y/N.”

You stood up straight at the voice of Commander Wolffe, who was standing on the other side of the room. “Are you ok to continue, or are you not capable?” He questioned with an annoyed tone. You took a deep breath and steeled yourself. “I’m alright, Commander,” you said. The rest of the briefing went by without too much of a hitch, Boost was still being a little shit but you were determined not to let him win.

The entire day was filled with frustration. Boost wouldn’t let up, bringing you to the precipice of orgasming in front of a few civilians you were talking to, you wanted to slap him for that one. Every time he turned the vibrations high your knees would bend and you’d let out either a yelp or a moan that you tried to cover up. It got to the point where one of the medics pulled you aside and asked if there was something seriously wrong. You were able to convince him that you were fine and just tired. You walked triumphantly back to your tent as the day ended. You had won this round.

~~~~

You woke Boost up by laying on top of him and nuzzling your nose into his neck. He groaned, reluctantly opening his eyes to find you already looking at him. A few days on the planet had passed and it was now Boost’s turn to compete. “What time is it?” He grumbled. “Oh six hundred,” you answered, getting off of him and kneeling on his sleeping mat. “What do we have to do today?” Boost rubbed his eyes. “Same thing we did yesterday only in a different part of the city,” you responded. Boost looked up at you and you smiled deviously. “Guess what you have to wear today,” you said. You reached into your pocket and pulled out the silicone plug. “Did you seriously wake me up this early just to put a buttplug in me?” He asked with almost disbelief in his voice.

You giggled. “Maaayybeee. Everybody else is going to wake up soon so I suggest we get a move on.” Boost groaned again and rolled onto his stomach, putting his hips up in the air. You removed his blanket and rubbed his back to calm him down, he turned his head so he could see what you were doing. You had to admit, your boyfriend looked incredibly hot in this position: head down, ass up. It was causing your own arousal to spike; who knew, maybe if he liked this he’d let you peg him sometime down the road.

“It’s not gonna hurt, is it?” He asked. You smiled warmly at him as your hands wandered lower, rubbing gently over his bum. “No, it shouldn’t, sweetie. We got the smallest one they had, it’s not much bigger than my fingers,” you told him. “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to, Boost.” He took a deep, calming breath, “No, I want to do it.” You smiled and kissed his cheek, “I will have to get you ready first, ok? I’m just going to use my fingers to stretch you out a little so you can take the toy, ok?” Boost nodded and verbally agreed.

You fished the small bottle of lube out of your pocket and slid his blacks and briefs down to his thighs. “You have a very cute butt, baby,” you commented, causing Boost to laugh. You touched your fingers to the crease where his ass and thigh met, slowly running your fingers up to their destination. Boost sucked in a breath as your fingers danced over his hole and his muscles tensed up. “You have to relax, baby,” you cooed, “otherwise it might hurt. Do you want me to touch your cock too? Might help you relax.” Boost shook his head and balanced his upper half on his elbows. “No, we agreed to no touching, just do what you have to do to get it in,” he urged.

You complied and reminded him to relax. You squirted some lube onto your index finger and some onto his hole, spreading it around. “I’m going to put my finger in now, ok?” Boost nodded and took a deep breath, exhaling when you told him to. On his exhale his muscles loosened and you slowly pushed your finger in just past the first knuckle. You could hear him bite back a moan and his breathing started picking up a little bit. You waited until he got used to it before beginning to thrust your finger in and out, pushing it a little bit deeper every time.

“How is it?” You asked. He let out a shaky breath. “Just get the plug in, I won’t last long if you keep doing that,” he breathed. You smiled, it was a good feeling knowing that you could get your boyfriend to the brink of bliss with just a finger in his ass. You carefully added a second finger, repeating the same slow motions and techniques to gently stretch him out. When you thought he was ready, you lubed up the toy and removed your fingers, enjoying the whining sound he made when he was empty.

You rested the toy against his ass and slowly pushed it in. Boost bit his lip to hold back the indecent noises threatening to spill out. "Just a little further," you encouraged. You used your other hand to trace his V lines and divert his attention to get him to relax. He shuddered and you noticed the erection that was being held down with the front of his briefs. One last small push on your part and the plug came to a rest inside him.

Boost let out a breath and you chuckled. "There's a good boy. How's it feel?" You questioned. He shifted his hips and wiggled around, trying to get used to the feeling. "It's a bit….odd," he said. You pulled his blacks and briefs back up and spanked him. "Stand up, it'll feel different," you urged, standing up yourself. He stood up with a sigh and a weird look in his face. "I think I'll get used to it," he said. "Let's start the day."

~~~~

This was fun, you were having a great time messing with your boyfriend. It had only been little things so far on the low to medium settings of the vibrator. You had teased just enough to make him squirm a bit. Once you did it while he was moving a box of supplies and he dropped the box, which nearly landed on his foot. You hadn't used the higher settings yet, you were saving those to make a big scene that you hoped would break Boost and give you the win.

That time came when the work for the day was done. Boost, Sinker, Comet and several other troopers were sitting around a table playing an intense game of Sabacc. You were sitting at a nearby table going over the plans for tomorrow and making sure everything would be taken care of by the time the battalion had to leave the planet. From your spot you had a clear view of Boost and could hear everything being said at their table. Time to start your game.

You turned the vibrator on and upped it a couple notches. You heard Boost suck in a breath and saw him tense up, but he steadied himself and continued. You let it go for a little while before cranking it a bit higher. He took a deep breath and glanced up at you, but you had your head back in the plans already. You waited a couple more minutes until Boost was once again concentrated on his game.

You kept your eyes on Boost as you cranked the vibrator up all the way. He instantly dropped his cards with a shout and clamped his hands on his knees. He was biting down hard on his bottom lip and his knuckles were turning white from his tight grip on his legs. You heard his brothers asking if he was alright and Boost tried to explain it away as a leg cramp, which wasn’t convincing at all. Boost took a few deep breaths, calming himself down and picking his cards back up. He wiggled a bit and leaned forwards in his seat so there was less pressure on the plug as opposed to sitting directly on it. After a few seconds their game continued as normal, you tried again a few times after that but got only small reactions from him. Boost looked over at you and winked, knowing he had won his round as well. You held back the urge to bonk him on the head, it would all come down to the final round in a few days.

~~~~

The supply mission had been a success, the citizens of the planet were grateful for the aid and they were well on their way to the complete restoration of their cities when the 104th had left. Now, back on Coruscant, Boost and yourself were just arriving at 79s where several more of his brothers waited. You were both wearing your toys tonight as part of the game that had been discussed. This was the final round, whoever broke, if anyone could, would be the loser. Neither of you had talked about a prize or reward for the winner, both too caught up in the idea of a fun and arousing game.

Boost and you entered the club and found his brothers waving you over to the table they had occupied already. You greeted them with smiles and went to sit down. The moment your butt hit the seat, Boost cranked the vibrations up high and you yelped, trying to stand back up and striking your knee hard on the underside of the table. Wildfire asked if you were ok and you assured him that you were before sliding uncomfortably into the booth to make room for Boost to sit next to you.

Warthog brought several drinks back to the table from the bar and you all chatted, laughed, and drank carelessly, enjoying the free time spent together. Boost was halfway through taking a sip of his beer when you turned his vibrator on, causing him to spit some of it back into his glass on reflex. He began coughing to try and cover up the moan he nearly let slip, all while you tried to hold back giggles and whimpers of your own.

A few minutes later, Boost put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his side. It was nothing out of the usual for his brothers to see, but under the table he used his leg to nudge yours apart allowing your vibrator to land directly on your clit. You bit your lip and leaned your head into his chest, hoping none of them saw the blissed out look on your face. You turned Boost’s vibrator up a bit but he didn’t react, he’d gotten used to it and it was pissing you off. You were determined not to let him win.

When he least expected it, you carefully reached your hand over, under the cover of the table, and cupped his slowly growing length. You felt him buck into your hand and you made a point to be discreet, carrying on with conversation so no one suspected anything. You started rubbing Boost through his pants at which point he lowered his mouth to your ear. “You’re cheating,” he growled. You smiled and laughed, pretending he whispered a joke into your ear. “Yeah, well so are you,” you whispered back. You tried tugging your spread leg out from where he had it trapped under his own, but it was no use, Boost was strong. He glared at you and you glared right back for a few seconds until you both went back to acting normal, but Boost had an idea.

The next round of drinks came and the boys were starting to get more buzzed. You had your drink set on the table in front of you, you were about to reach for it when Boost reached across you in a hurry and knocked the glass of beer over. You gasped as the liquid spilled all down the front of you, you immediately knew he had done it on purpose, there was no way he didn’t. The rest of the boys asked if you were alright and you told them that there was no harm done.

“You want help cleaning that up, babe?” Boost asked, a suggestive look in his eyes. “Yes, that would be very helpful,” you replied. Boost told the boys that you would both be back soon before leading you back to the one-room refresher at the back of the club. As soon as the door was closed and locked, Boost was pushing you up against the wall, his lips colliding heatedly with yours. You made out, wrapping a leg around his hips to bring him closer and you could feel his hardened length against your thigh.

“Do you have any idea how hard it was to restrain myself from pouncing on you while this thing was in my ass?” He asked, his breathing shallow. “I swear I’ve never been more turned on in my life.” You smirked and brought your leg down. “I think we can make an arrangement,” you purred. You hooked your fingers on your panties and dragged them down your legs while Boost bunched your skirt up around your waist. “Fuck, you’re glistening,” he observed. Boost kicked your legs apart and slowly ran a finger up and down your slit, collecting your juices. You whimpered, his actions sending pleasure radiating through your body.

You quickly worked on unzipping his pants and shoving them down to his knees, watching his long cock spring free of its restraints. You whimpered at the sight and Boost felt your hole flutter as he pushed two fingers inside you. “Fuck the rules, I’m going to take you hard and fast against this wall, that ok?” Boost asked breathlessly. “Don’t make me wait,” you replied with a devious smile. You smashed your lips into his and Boost lined himself up before slamming inside you in one powerful thrust.

You screamed as your back arched from the feeling, your noises drowned out by the loud music. Boost’s cock always filled you so nicely and you felt him twitch inside you. “Holy fuck, this feels good, shiiiit,” Boost moaned loudly. You then remembered while you had taken off your vibrating panties, Boost still had his vibrator nestled snugly inside his asshole. He started to fuck you at a fast pace making noises you’d never heard your boyfriend make before, moaning and whimpering so loud you were glad for the blaring music outside. You wrapped your legs around his hips and your arms around his neck, meeting his thrusts and kissing his neck.

“Fuck, Boost, please harder,” you begged. Boost held you against him, absolutely destroying your pussy with the speed of his thrusts, the pleasure blaring through your body. “Babe, turn it up,” he grunted, “turn it up all the way and play with your clit, I’m close.” You fished the controller for his vibrator out of its hiding spot in your bra and turned it on max. You dropped the controller on the floor and used that hand to massage hard circles on your clit bringing you as close to release as your boyfriend.

Boost was overwhelmed with pleasure, his body felt like it was on fire. The plug in his ass was vibrating away, the feeling of being stuffed in his ass and strangled by your walls at the same time was mind blowing and Boost felt his release coming on fast. “I want you to cum before I do, baby,” he moaned, “aahhh, c’mon sugar, play with that clit.” His words in his voice only brought you closer, you could feel his cock twitching within you and with a few more strokes over your clit, you were cumming. White hot, liquid pleasure surged through you and your walls clamped tight around Boost’s cock. He thrusted a few more times and then stilled, his balls tightening as he shot his load deep inside you.

He reached behind him and pulled the plug out, letting it fall to the floor. He held you tight to him as your breathing settled down and you both came down from your highs. You both laughed and picked up your mess, washing off the vibrators and deciding not to wear them for the rest of the night. You both got dressed and tried your best to look like you hadn’t just fucked in the refresher of a club. You shared a sweet kiss before heading back out to the table.

Sinker was the only one still sitting at the table, the others had either gone to dance or get another drink. You sat down across from Sinker and Boost pulled you into his side. “So did you guys finally get those things out of your asses?” Sinker asked out of nowhere. You looked confused. “What things?” Sinker motioned vaguely to his lower body. “Those vibrators I assume you guys were wearing,” he answered like it was the most normal thing ever. “How did you know?” Boost asked, stunned that his brother had managed to figure it out. Sinker sat back in his seat, looking proud of himself. “I’m just that good,” he said. You and Boost shot him a guilty glare and he sighed. “I saw the packages in the trash,” he admitted.

You rolled your eyes and Boost laughed. “We tried so hard to be sneaky and we didn’t think to hide the packaging,” your boyfriend mused. “I guess this means we both lose,” you pointed out. Boost nodded in agreement and planted a kiss to the top of your head.

You’ll think of something better next time.

[hardcasey]

Party Hardy

Won’t Fade into the Background - Part 7

Pairing: Boost x Reader

Summary: The Wolfpack attends their first house party and an accident brings you closer to one of them.

Word Count: 3.2k

Ratings/Warnings: T, warnings for alcohol consumption and smoochin'

A/N: This is a follow up of sorts to the last chapter with Sinker. It was inspired by the story of how Alan Alda met his wife, which is very funny and cute. I thought the premise fit our resident stinky boy, Boost, which is how I ended up with whatever this is. Enjoy~

They could feel the pulse of the bass two floors below their destination. The Wolfpack - sans their leader, who was too busy ‘writing reports’ (aka being a party pooper) - climbed up the narrow stairway to reach the party Sinker’s girlfriend and her roommates were throwing in their apartment.

They all could tell what door it was without Sinker even telling them the room number, the lights flashing under the door were a dead giveaway. There was a couple outside the door, a human woman leaning up against the wall and chatting up a pretty green-skinned twi’lek. They didn’t spare a second glance at the passing troopers, save for a quick nod that Sinker returned.

He was about to knock when Comet piped up, “Uh, are you sure this is a good idea? We could just head back to the barracks, it’s not too late.”

“What, are you scared?” Boost teased, nudging his brother with his shoulder.

Comet pushed Boost away before replying, “I’m not scared, I’m just… We’ve never been to a civvie house party before. I don’t know what to expect.”

“Just think of it like going to 79’s, only with less rules,” Sinker reassured him before knocking on the door. It swung open immediately, one of the people near the door opening it and inviting them in.

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Comet muttered under his breath as he followed his brothers through the doorway.

The party was packed, humans and non-humans alike crammed into every available space, chatting and drinking and dancing to the loud music that blared through a set of speakers. The air was slightly hazy from the group of people tucked in a corner and passing around a joint. The three troopers stood in the doorway for a moment, stupefied as they took in their surroundings.

“Alright, I just messaged my girlfriend to let her know we’re here. She said to meet her at the bar,” Sinker informed them.

“Wherever that is,” Boost sighed, standing on his tiptoes to try and see over the sea of people.

Comet decided on a different tactic, instead flagging down a nearby Mirialan who had a drink in their hands. “Hey, do you know where the bar is?” He asked, having to shout to be heard over the music.

The Mirialan pointed towards the back of the room and gave Comet a cheeky wink, the rest of their friend group giggling behind them. Comet blushed and was about to respond with something flirty when Boost grabbed him by the collar and started tugging him towards the bar.

It took a while as the clones squeezed through the crowds of people, but eventually they made it to the bar, which was really just a fold out table stacked with booze. Sinker’s girlfriend was nowhere to be found, so the group decided to grab a drink while they waited.

~~~

You stood behind the makeshift bar, bouncing in place to the beat of the music as you mixed up a drink in the cocktail shaker. One of your roommates had shoved a pair of huge novelty light up sunglasses onto your face at some point in the night and you had a bunch of plastic bead necklaces around your neck, your collection growing as more and more people offered you them.

You had volunteered to work the bar tonight, hoping to show off the skills you’d picked up after taking a mixology class you’d found a coupon for. You thought you’d be tired of making drinks by now, but it was surprisingly fun. You got to chat with everyone as they waited and you’d even gotten a few tips. There was also the added benefit of having access to all the booze you could want, and even though you knew you weren’t really supposed to get drunk off your own supply, who could blame you for taking a few shots here or there?

Maybe you were drunker than you realized, though, since you swore you were seeing double all of a sudden. Wait, make that triple. A group of three identical looking men moseyed up to your table, and you blamed the alcohol in your system for how long it took you to not only realize they were in fact three separate people and not one guy, but also that you knew one of them.

“Hey, Sinker! How’s it going?” You greeted the white-haired clone loudly, straining to be heard over the thumping bass.

Sinker greeted you and introduced you to his fellow clones, his ‘brothers’ as he liked to call them. The two of you had interacted only a handful of times - usually he was too busy macking on your roommate in her room - but he’d always been polite and kind.

“This is Boost,” Sinker pointed his thumb towards the clone sporting a set of wild-looking double mohawks, “and this is Comet,” he pointed to the clone with a shooting-star tattoo on his temple.

You waved at them with both of your hands. “Well, Comet, Boost, and Sinker, can I get you anything to drink?” You motioned to the chalkboard listing all the drink specials you were offering, each one of them complete with a little drawing to go with it. It had taken you much longer than you cared to admit to make it, but it had been worth it in the end.

The boys crowded around to get a better look at the drinks listed. “Naboo Sunset… Jedi Mind Trick… Outer Rim… These are some fancy drinks, I’ve never heard of ‘em before.” Boost commented as he read the names aloud.

“Well what liquor do you prefer? The Naboo Sunset and Outer Rim are tequila based and the Jedi Mind Trick has vodka.” You’d had this same conversation several times tonight, enough you could recite what was in each drink without thinking.

“Which one is the prettiest one?” Boost asked after thinking about it for a second. He wasn’t choosy with his liquor, couldn’t afford to be when all he had access to was whatever someone put in front of him at 79s.

Comet raised an eyebrow at his brother. “Really?”

“C’mon. You’ve seen some of those crazy drinks people order at 79s! The ones with all the colors. This could be our only chance to try one for free.” His head shot up all of a sudden as if he just remembered something, “Wait, these are free, right?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at their antics. “Yup, totally free. Though I do take tips in the form of credits or in particularly cool bead necklaces.”

“Sweet!” Boost pumped his fist in excitement, making Comet roll his eyes, though he couldn’t contain the smile on his lips.

“If you want something colorful you should try the Naboo Sunset. It has a bunch of different colored liquors layered on top of one another. Very pretty,” You suggested.

“Okay, I’ll have that one,” Boost agreed. “What are you getting, Com?”

“I’m torn between a Jedi Mind Trick or an Outer Rim. What about you, Sinker?”

Sinker considered for a second. “You get the Jedi Mind Trick and I’ll get the Outer Rim and we can share them.”

“Okay, one Naboo Sunset, one Jedi Mind Trick, and one Outer Rim coming right up.” You told them as you started grabbing bottles.

Just as you began mixing Boost’s drink, you saw a flash of red in your peripheral vision as your roommate ran past and all but tackled Sinker. Had he not been a soldier you were pretty sure he’d be flat on his back right now, but he was strong enough to catch her with one arm as she launched herself at him.

“Hey, babe,” he said with a lopsided grin as he spun her around, “I brought the ice you asked for.”

“My savior!” She said as he set her back on her feet, pecking him on the lips before taking the ice from him and quickly handing it over to you to deal with so she could go back to hugging her boyfriend.

You rolled your eyes at them as you cut open the bag and dumped the ice into the almost empty ice bucket. When you turned back to your task, you caught Boost and Comet’s eye and the three of you exchanged a look.

“I’m really gonna need that drink if we have to deal with this all night,” Boost quipped, making the three of you burst out into laughter.

“I’m on it, darling,” you reassured him as you hurried to make their drinks.

The boys kept you company as you worked, sharing silly stories that had you nearly crying with laughter. You had the three drinks ready in record time, though by the time you finished it didn’t seem like SInker would be able to pry himself away from his girlfriend long enough to take a sip.

“Well, I guess you get both drinks then,” you told Comet as you handed him his and Sinker’s drink.

“Be careful mixing alcohol, vod,” Boost warned before taking a long sip from his brightly colored drink, layered with shades of pink, orange, and yellow. His eyes had lit up like a toddler being handed a cookie when you gave him his glass, and by the way he was sucking it down he was enjoying it immensely.

“Or… you could go and bring one over to that Mirialan over there.” You pointed with your chin to motion towards the Mirialan they had met when they got here. “They’ve been making eyes at you this whole time. Plus, I know they really like the Jedi Mind Trick,” you offered with an eyebrow wiggle.

The two clones both turned to look at where you were pointing, and the Mirialan gave Comet a little wave. Comet waffled around for a bit until Boost elbowed him in the side and told him to go live a little.

“You’ll be alright without me?” Comet asked.

“Yup, I’ll be hanging out with our new friend here. Now go get ‘em, tiger.” With that, Boost shoved his brother towards the Mirialan. Once the two of you were alone, he turned to you, “Hope you don’t mind me keeping you company. The only other people I know here just ditched me!”

You laughed at his choice of words. “Of course not. If you want, I can teach you how to mix drinks.” He’d had a lot of questions for you as you prepared the drinks, wanting to know what every item did or what every step was for, so you thought he might find it fun. Plus, you could use a buddy at the bar now that things were slowing down somewhat. It seemed like everyone who wanted a drink had already gotten one and you only had to deal with those coming back for seconds.

“Sure! That sounds fun,” he said, rushing over to join you on your side of the table.

~~~

You weren’t sure how many hours had passed, but you and Boost made a countless number of drinks, some for the partygoers and some for yourselves. At some point in the night the two of you had sunk to the floor behind the drink table, both tired of making drinks and too busy talking with each other.

“What is this party even for anyway?” Boost asked between sips of the water you had forced him to drink. You’d given him your big light up sunglasses and the rim of the glass clanked against them as he brought it up to his face, knocking the glasses askew and making Boost frown dramatically.

You adjusted them for him before answering. “Uhh, I think it’s a birthday party.” He gave you a look as if to say how could you not know so you added, “It’s for a friend of a friend and I’m four Naboo Sunsets in, don’t give me that look.”

Boost nudged you with his shoulder as he laughed, and you were suddenly aware of just how close the two of you were, snuggled up together with your head on his shoulder. When had that happened? Not that you were complaining. All of the clones were attractive, but something about Boost was especially so. He was unapologetically himself, loud in both personality and looks. You’d asked him about the mohawks at some point and he’d told you they started off as a dare but he’d gotten attached. His brothers apparently liked to tease him about his crazy hairstyle but he wore it with pride. He said his hair made him stand out, which you could guess was important when you shared a face with millions of others.

The area behind the bar was a flurry of activity as your other roommates scrambled around grabbing snacks to pass out to everyone. One of them grabbed a cake from the fridge and started putting candles in it.

You got Boost’s attention and pointed it out to him. “See, I told you it was someone’s birthday.”

Not ten seconds after you said it, your roommate grabbed it off the counter and was ready to bring it out to whoever it was for when someone else bumped into them from behind, sending the cake flying. Everyone in the vicinity watched in horror as it sailed through the air before landing upside down on the floor with a splat. There was a chorus of shouts as everyone realized what had happened, the person who caused the accident apologizing profusely while others lamented the loss of the cake.

Once everyone got over their initial reactions, things settled down and your roommate rushed out to explain what had happened to the cake’s intended recipient. Everyone else in the room started debating what to do with the ruined cake.

“Are you really just gonna throw it out?” You asked sadly. You’d been eyeing that cake all morning and couldn’t wait to try a piece.

“Well yeah, it fell on the floor,” someone else responded.

“But there’s still a bunch of good cake left!” Not all of it was touching the floor, just the top portion. From your side you could hear Boost agree with you.

“If you want to eat it, be my guest.”

You thought about it for a second and looked over to Boost. “Wanna eat some floor cake?” He asked, handing you a fork.

You grabbed the fork and smiled at him, the two of you shuffling over to where the cake had fallen before digging in, careful to only eat parts that were safely away from the floor, and since it was a triple decker cake, there was a lot to choose from. You grabbed a big piece, making sure the cake to frosting ratio was acceptable, and held it out to Boost.

He gobbled it down in one bite. “Mmm, gourmet,” he joked, flashing you a huge smile before offering you a bite. “For you, my dear.”

You giggled in between bites of cake. “The dirt really adds a certain something.”

The two of you carried on like that for a while, ignoring the stares sent your way. You wished you could have blamed your suspect judgement on the alcohol, but you knew you would have probably done this when you were sober too, so you had no excuse. But you were happy you had someone by your side who was just as weird as you.

~~~

Sinker nudged his girlfriend. “Hey, I should check in with the guys. Just to make sure they are doing okay.” He hadn’t checked in with them in a while and was feeling a little guilty for abandoning them for so long.

“I think I saw Comet making out with someone a few minutes ago.” His girlfriend offered with a yawn. It was getting late and the party was starting to wind down. It was far less crowded now and there were people passed out on the couches nearby.

Sinker looked around and sure enough he found his brother in a corner, wrapped around the Mirialan they’d encountered earlier. Good for him, he thought, happy Comet had been able to come out of his shell after being so nervous about going to the party. He hated having to be the one to break them up, but it was getting time to head back. Wolffe had kindly reminded them they had an early morning training drill the next day as they were leaving for the party, his way of telling them to be home at a reasonable hour.

Once he had collected Comet, he set off to find Boost, knowing that out of the both of them Boost was way more likely to have gotten into trouble. After asking around a bit, they were pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Sinker ducked his head in the doorway only to find what felt like the worst case scenario, his brother surrounded by a huge mess. It took a second for his brain to process the fact that you and Boost were feeding each other bites of cake from the floor.

“Please tell me you didn’t cause this,” Sinker sighed.

“Nah, we’re helping clean up. Didn’t want it all to go to waste.” Boost explained from his position on the floor, his legs sprawled out and tangled with yours. That was an interesting development. He’d met you a few times and thought you were very nice, but he’d never in a million years have put you and Boost together. You seemed too… normal for his brother, though apparently that wasn’t actually true.

Sinker’s girlfriend poked her head in as well. “Awe, cute! Now smile you two, I want a picture,” she said before snapping a quick photo.

“It’s time to go, Boost. We gotta get up early tomorrow.” Sinker told him.

Boost turned to you. “I should help you clean up first. Like actually clean up.”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble with your C.O. Don’t worry about it,” you assured him.

“Okay,” He hesitated for a moment before starting to get to his feet.

“Wait!” You called after him. He turned back towards you and you took the opportunity to snatch the front of his shirt and drag him into a kiss. It started off tense, with you catching him by surprise, but he melted into it, his lips sweet with the taste of frosting. When you broke apart you added, “I had fun tonight. We should do this again sometime.”

“Y-yeah,” Boost agreed, stumbling to his feet. Sinker and Comet were all but dragging him away but he resisted long enough to ask. “Wait, I don’t have your number.”

“I’ll give it to Sinker,” your roommate offered, and that was enough to get him out the door. She closed the door behind them before joining you on the floor. “I’m gonna show that picture at you two’s wedding,” she teased, a shit eating grin on her face. “Y’know, you have me to thank for introducing you. I expect you to name your first child in my honor.”

“Shut it,” you told her, taking a piece of cake and mushing it onto her cheek.

[morganas-pendragons]

cuddling with the 104th | headcanons

i did this with the 501st and apparently it was a favorite, so here’s the 104th version with the alternative reader - mind!healer reader - from wolffe’s fic. healer is a therapist. she knows how to use touch to heal. 

mind healer fic - admiral!reader doesn’t exist in here 

- every time i do a tag list, no one seems to get notified so i’m going to abstain from it for this one 

***

- one of the first things you were taught upon your apprenticeship to the halls of healing was that physical contact was an extremely important thing for recovery 

- you didn’t learn what that meant for years 

- not until the clone wars started 

- it had taken you six visits with hysterical clones who’d come back injured and disfigured from the front lines to realize just how desperate they are for basic things 

- basic needs that humans shouldn’t be starved of 

- otherwise known as contact

- physical contact, emotional connections, all of it 

- kriff those kaminoans for depriving them of their lives 

- so when wolffe becomes a regular patient of yours in the halls of healing, you make a conscious effort to begin introducing this into your weekly appointments 

- casually brushing his hand

- pressing knees together 

- lingering gazes, talks that go on far longer then you intend for them to 

- and after khorm, you’re the one that’s called 

- the second he sees you, wolffe is launching himself out of his bed and wrapping his whole body around your form

- it’s not because he’s happy to see you 

- it’s because you’re his lifeline 

- ‘’wolffe, beloved... it’s just me.” you ran your fingers through his hair and coaxed him away from the safety of your shoulder to allow his face to be tended to

- he had simply looked at you, the ghost of a smile quirking his lips upward, and kept his grip on your thighs loose while the medics tended to him 

- it’s your relationship with the commander that’s gotten you into this predicament 

- boost and sinker absolutely adore you, there’s no doubt in your mind 

- talk about overactive children 

- wildfire talks to you about the poetry he writes in his spare time 

- and warthog loves when you ask him question about anything and everything you can think of 

- so one day, out of the blue, you make a visit to the barracks to check on wolffe 

- it’s a weekly habit for you to check on your commander 

- and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him love you even more 

- but you don’t tell each other that 

- ‘’ah, ner baar’ur’’ the soft voice of wildfire calls out to you from right outside the 104th barracks. it’s the middle of the afternoon. why is it so quiet? ‘’c’mere, i wanna show you something’’ 

- the younger brother opens the door to show you exactly what you’d been asking yourself for the last couple of years: do clones only get physical contact from each other? 

- and kriff, they do 

- because who else is going to give it to them? 

- the sight in front of you is sickeningly sweet and makes your eyes water because it just looks so.. natural

- like they were born with an overwhelming desire to naturally protect one another even in their sleep 

- wolffe and sinker are curled around each other, laying diagonally to one another while warthog and boost are sleeping nestled together in between their older brothers 

- warthog has his nose pressed to wolffe’s chest and his hand resting on his arm, leg casually thrown over his own 

- ‘’is this normal? is this.. what you had to resort to in order to get physical contact?” 

- ‘’we saw alot on our relief mission. it gets hard.. not having anyone but each other.. and we only ever feel safe like this.’’ wildfire gestures to his four brothers. ‘’together’’ 

- you find yourself leaving the jedi temple less then a week later close to midnight with a stack of weighted blankets in your arm 

- it helps your overnight patients, the less stable ones 

- you think it’s going to aid you spectacularly in your venture to the 104th barracks 

- wildfire is waiting for you when you arrive, whispering his confirmation about the pile of mattresses he’d forced the vod to put together in the middle of the room 

- when that door opens and those boys beam at you (except wolffe, he just looks extremely confused until he sees the familiar blankets tucked under your arm) your heart nearly caves in on itself with love 

- cause maker, you love them as much as their plo’buir does 

- ‘’what are you doing, baar’ur?” 

- you tucked that blanket around wolffe’s shoulders and bent down to kiss his temple, allowing your lips to linger far longer then you should’ve 

- ‘’a blanket a day keeps the nightmares away’’ 

- the look you give him reads differently, but all the other brothers know what you’re doing 

- this is your way of easing their nightmares

- your way of keeping them safe 

- ‘’make room for your favorite’’ 

- ‘’who said you were my favorite?’’ 

- ‘’you did, when you were hyped up on painkillers and singing obnoxiously about your adoration for me loud in slurred basic and mando’a when i came in to visit you in the medbay’’

- ‘’aren’t you a mind healer? cause my mind’s gonna need cleansing after all this mushiness.. i need some bleach’’ 

- ‘’bleach and the force are not the same thing’’  

- you curl into wolffes chest, expecting that to be it, that’s the furthest you can touch 

- but as Boost settles on your other side and nudges his thigh between your legs and wrapping a loose arm around your waist 

- wolffe tucks your head under his chin and whispers ‘'nuhoy pirusti kar'taylir darasuum’’ 

- it’s so warm. warm and safe and they’re.. they’re safe. they’re at peace

- you allow yourself to be encompassed in the life that radiates from each one of them 

- each individual heartbeat, the gratitude that rolls off of them in waves 

- the little ways they murmur words in their mother tongue in their sleep 

- the way arms will tighten around you when you dare to move, let alone breathe, because it’s built into their dna to protect the innocent 

- you palm wolffe’s chest and whisper ‘’sleep well’’ hoping that the force suggestion will be enough to give him peaceful dreams for the night 

- when sleep claims you, you swear you feel his lips on your cheek before darkness comes 

- when you wake up the next morning, they’re all smiling 

- let me tell you something, sleepy and smiling clones are absolutely adorable 

- it doesn’t matter if they’re trained killers 

- they’re pathetically adorable, especially the wolf pack 

- ‘’that’s the best sleep we’ve had in over a year, baar’ur’’ wolffe murmurs against the column of your neck ‘’please come back’’ 

- you hear the unsaid words there 

- ‘’we need you more then you realize’’ 

- and maybe they do, you’ve never known what it’s like to be needed before 

- but you are drawn to broken, desperate people who want to be loved 

- and no one deserves it more then the wolf pack 

- ‘’tell me i’m your favorite’’ 

- boost leans in and sleepily nuzzles your neck

- it’s not unprecedented, it’s normal for them to be so hands on, and the action makes laughter bubble in your throat 

- ‘’you’re our favorite’’

- and you really are 

- and wolffe might really love you 

- but clones are terrible liars and he prefers to keep that secret to himself 

- it’s as valuable as you are

when the 212th gets wind of another battalion being cuddled at night and sleeping more soundly then they had the entire war, cody locks his cyar’ika in a room and demands to know where he can get a free cuddler 

they’ve ordered one. it’s coming.