Here's a thot for our beloved captain: giving Rex a blowjob for the first time 😍🤤
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Rex may or may not have told you he’s never really gotten a decent blowjob before. And you are determined to fix that.
You weren’t exactly sure how it was going to go down but you knew you wanted to that night.
You were making out and just kept kissing him lower and lower until he was shirtless and panting and looking down at you desperately
“You-you don’t have to.” He says because he’s sweet and doesn’t ever want to make you do anything you don’t like. But he doesn’t know you LOVE giving them
You just smirk at him and slip the waistband of his bottoms down and let his cock spring up. And stars you will never get tired of seeing how gorgeous and big and needy he is🤤
You wrap your hand around the shaft to steady him and he lets out a big sigh, closing his eyes and lazily dropping his head back. “I want to, Rex.” You reassure him, your voice husky and sweet like you know he loves.
You lean down and kiss the already leaking tip, drinking in the pearls of precum with your tongue. He tastes so sweet and something in you just snaps, you NEED to wreck him like this.
You slowly slip the tip past your lips, suckling gently and hearing him groan at the sensation. Deeper and deeper you take him down your throat, beginning to bob up and down on his cock and hearing his pretty raspy voice moan breathier and higher the faster you go.
You lose yourself in it. Drooling on his big beautiful cock that’s all yours, feeling it twinge against your lips and slurping as you enjoy it more than he probably ever thought you would.
Until finally his hands are gripping your hair tightly and his hips start stuttering and you look up at his eyes screwed shut and his lips dropped open as he pushes you down onto him as far as you can manage and he’s unloading down your throat with a long strand of swear words and chest deep low moan.
Each spurt hits the back of your throat and you swallow it down because you wouldn’t dare waste a drop of your perfect boyfriend 🥰
And when he’s finally finished he’s panting and wrecked and giggling because he’s never felt that good and cum that fast from just oral in all his life
Thots huh? Like the first time Rex gives his partner oral and is always checking in on what feels good?
Screaming !!!! Yes 😩😩😩
He’s so attentive and intuitive. He’d be so gentle, touching everywhere to see what you like best, testing what speed you like, how much pressure. He can’t help but lean down and place the lightest kisses on your clit that drive you crazy. He holds your hand and pushes your thighs apart with the other until he’s fully buried in it, licking the longest stripes up your folds and dipping inside you and groaning at how good you taste, how strong your reactions are to him. You’re the most beautiful person he’s ever know and he wants to make you feel as good as he feels being with you. He can’t help looking up at you and watching your expressions change and making eye contact with you so you feel in your soul how much he cares for you. He’s so so much more passionate than anyone would ever guess and you feel so lucky to be his🥰
One thot of Rex is that if he is tired and stressed he will absolutely let you take control of the situation
Yes😩😩😩 like normally he naturally likes being the man in charge but there are times where he’s been through so much and you know that and the best thing you can do is just absolutely spoil him. Body worship, praising and kisses. Massages, snuggles…he loves all of it. It’s one of the best ways to ease his worries and help him relax and calm down. He loves feeling all your love and affection for him. It makes him feel truly human.
one thot of Rex as soon as i saw you wanted some: I bet Rex loves cockwarming.
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Oh he so totally does 🤭 just sitting there lazily feeling you around him, your body all over him and he can hold you tightly to him and kiss you all over. Like Rex is sooo here for anything indulgent and slow and sensual like he’s so into anything that allows him to lose himself in you
Mari's got Rex on his back leaned up against her soft fluffy pillows in bed and hes so relaxed and happy
and she's spent the last hour kissing his whole torso, massaging his upper thighs, murmuring on about how much she loves every part of him, how hes beautiful and so strong and compassionate and kind
and she's staring up at him with the most enticing lust in her eyes, every word she says drenched in honeyed desire for him, her hands stroking him fluidly and slowly and trying her hardest to work him into a frenzy with just her praise
how she wants him so bad, she wants him to hold her open, legs splayed around his hips as he uses his big pretty perfect cock to fill her up and make her feel whole
and hes losing his mind at how incredible he knows that will feel, he wants her to let him flip her over and go, but she's got all the power and he is throbbing so thick in her hands and its all he can do not to bust into her hands
shes inches from him, kissing his face, whispering how much she wants to feel him inside her soon, to feel how wet she is between her thighs, all he has to do is cum once for her, let her taste what she's been missing from her beloved so badly and with a final crazed whimper about how she wants his cum to fill her, breed her, make her his forever he can't hold it back anymore
with the deepest guttural groan he erupts painting her bare chest with his cum and slicking her hands with it. she slips her fingers in her mouth and tastes him, her eyes rolling back with delight. like oh rex...I know you can give me more, can't you?
and Rex grabs her, lays her down underneath him, lifts both her legs over his shoulders and splits her open around him, letting her milk him dry four more times that night.
hi hi hi hi hi i have various rex x reader thots for your pleasure
- because of his short blond hair, rex’s scalp gets covered in visible scratches when he goes down on you
- riding his thigh Will make rex cum in his pants
- post order 66 as rex started growing his beard out, he got that tell-tale slight bleaching around his mouth because he’s OBSESSED with going down on you
- biting his nips makes him let out the most voice-broken moan ESPECIALLY when you take him by surprise
- doesn’t do it often, but takes being pegged like a champ (and FUCK if he doesnt look pretty when he cries)
Send me asks and thots!
omfg im bursting into flames !!!
oh god yes rex loves nothing more than to show off any scars he gets from pleasuring you in any way. he totally wears them with immense pride.
RIDING HIS FUCKING THIGHS....MY GDIAGJAG GOD. the praise...Rex's hands on your hips and your lower back encouraging you so sweetly, telling you how fucking pretty you look working yourself up for him, those big perfect sweet brown eyes hooded with lust gazing up at all the pleasure contorting your face, he cums hard just watching you be so addicted to how he can make you feel. his fingers digging into the plush of your hips for grip and stability as he loses himself at your heat on him like you're doing so beautifully.
Imo Rex eats pussy like a madman like he is just so good at it. and his beard growing with that little bit of burn on the insides of your thighs, you love feeling him when you walk later. and his big worn calloused and warm hands holding you open as he licks and kisses your folds.
anything that takes rex by surprise is something he loves. hes a maverick, he's adventurous, he loves trying new things and if it makes you both feel good hes all for it. and besides his moans are gorgeous with his deep, raspy voice
Hello! I had a nsfw thot about Rex and decided to bring it to the best Rex expert I follow 👀
Imagine if our dearest captain pavlov'd himself with coming untouched (at the same time as you) when eating you out.
It all started simple enough, with his love for making you come apart on his tongue, and the sight getting him worked up enough that he can't help but rut against the mattress, to get a sliver of relief to the lust boiling at his core.
Every time it starts to feel better and more intense, his hips starting to roll as soon as he feels your taste on his tongue. And one time it's all too much, your taste, your voice calling his name, your fingers tugging at his curls, the squeeze of your soft thighs on his head. He can't hold back, and comes harder than he remembers ever doing.
Your praise and fire blazing in your eyes at the situation only seal his new fate, and now he can't (doesn't want to) stop himself from reaching his highs with you, even if it means he'll be a wreck and overstimulated to all hells by the time you let him sheath himself into your heat 👀
BABE I AM SCRMEIANGARG THIS IS SO HIM
and now im gonna write this from his pov bc i am a woman possessed by this thot
The sight of you looking down at him is like a dream come to life. Eyes hooded, brows raised in ecstacy, mouth dropped open as you pant to keep up with your racing pulse. He smirks as his tongue swirls around your clit, proud of himself for what only he can make you feel.
Your sweet tang on his tongue is overwhelming enough already, but watching you writhe for him, bucking up into him for more...it's the hottest fucking thing he's ever seen. He can feel his cock throbbing, wishing he could slip that in you already instead of just his tongue. He rolls his hips lazily into the sheets below him, the contact making him shiver.
His hand rests on your breast, kneading it gently and flattening his tongue to lick a long stripe through your folds. You shout his name melodically and he groans, the heat in his core thickening his length even further. It's just too much to bear. You are too much for him to resist. His hips thrust faster, building a shallow rhythm to satisfy the maddening throbbing of his cock.
He suckles at your clit, kissing and lapping at it like he'd been starving for since before he left for his last mission. Your moans are practically a lullaby he replays in his mind to help him sleep when he needs it and now hearing it live is pumping lust through his veins all over again. Fuck he just can't take it anymore.
He shifts his hand down between his thighs to wrap around his length, pumping and twisting his fist around himself to soothe the ache. You're whining his name, panting and shuddering while he flicks your clit with his tongue, speeding up to match the rapid jerk of his fist.
Your moans reach a high-pitched crescendo, your back arching provocatively and your soft, plush thighs closing around his head. He can feel your body overheating and your heat just starting to overflow onto his tongue. It's intoxicating and euphoric and he'd happily suffocate right here buried in your center and squeezed between your thighs. Your name is the only sound he hears and it pushes him over the edge beautifully.
With a final tug he feels the heavy tension in his core snap, exploding into blissful oblivion. His cock spasms, spurting his own warmth over his fingers and into the sheets that helped coax this release. His body goes numb as he drinks up your release and he rides out the most intense high he's ever had without ever being inside you.
You giggle happily, panting and smiling down at him, clearly more than thrilled with him. He takes a mental note of how stunning you look in the afterglow and he can feel the resurgence of lust bubbling up in him all over again. As he moves himself up to kiss your pretty face, you can both tell he's not nearly done with you for the night.
I'm thinking, many soft thinks about Rex and thought you'd be the best person to share them with!
Can you imagine giving Rex his first proper massage? His body is probably always aching in one way or another, be it from old battle injuries, or stress, even from wearing armor every day - let's be real, that thing looks heavy!
But you offer him massage, maybe on a rare whole day off of his, or because you saw him limping from a very bad not good pain day. Whatever the reason, you just want him to get some relaxation, to feel better.
Rex lays there in your mattress (because even if he doesn't want to inconvenience you, he can't really say no to your requests), so vulnerable - armor discarded, back naked and turned to you (oh, how much he trusts you...), as relaxed as those old aches - so old he can't remember a time of not having them - down his lower back allow him to.
The scent of you in the sheets and the massage oil, the softness of the mattress, the soft background music you set to play to in your words "better set the mood"; they have him dozing off way before your hands make contact with his skin - in one way or another, all those things feel like you to him. You are his home, and he can't help but feel relaxed in a level deeper than any he can recall ever feeling before meeting you.
But then your hands are on his body, strong fingers kneading and rubbing at every spot you can reach, warming his muscles before focusing on the "endless knots" you told him he had. The sighs and groans pouring from his lips can't be helped, really; not when he feels each place your hands focus on unwind, it makes sense now that you'd call them knots, because it feels like you're undoing his aches like a rope wound too tight finally being cut. It feels like paradise.
As he lays under you, he thinks you must be working magic, like the jedi do. You knead and pull at his weary muscles, and he swears he feels you physically pulling from him the weight of the worries and stress, the nights spent poring over reports, every sore and injury from the training and the field. For all he knows, you might as well be pulling him apart and putting back together with your own hands above him.
And when you're done, he stays down, because he fears if he moves wrong maybe, somehow he'll undo all your work. Fears if he moves he'll wake up and find himself in the barracks and all the aches will be back. Because certainly this is a dream, no? Rex feels.. Weightless. Aches and pains are gone - even those he didn't even realize were there.
If he wasn't already neck deep in it, Rex knows he'd fall in love right then and there. As you join him in bed and he lays on his back so you can cuddle to his chest and he can do his best at massaging your fingers and hands - its the least he can do, after you took such great care of him! - Rex wonders what great force in the universe did he appease to be gifted the chance to meet you and be deigned worthy of your affections.
AHHHHHH I am literally sobbing over this. He’d love this so much. And it’s reasons like this that make me believe that Rex’s love language is physical touch. Coming to him and touching him with love and affection instead of inflicting pain is so deeply moving and meaningful to him and it truly melts him to his core.
(And of course bc I’m a rampant whore…)
all I can imagine is massaging him naked so your body is all over his. massage oils that make you slip against him and it heats up and tingles as you work it into his muscles. he honestly cannot help but be aroused beyond belief by your hands on him and how fucking good it feels.
The warmth in your hands soothing his aches and relaxing him into bliss, the whisper of praise and affection in his ear while you kiss up his back and spine and along his neck. he’s got goosebumps just listening to your voice like this. Until finally he’s turning over and you’re massaging his final tight knot…he’s letting you go slow and his moans and groans are out of pleasure instead of pain. You keep it up until you’re milking it all out of him until he’s delightfully and blissfully spent.
He is weightless, boneless and spent. Every last muscle and nerve-ending throughly calmed and satisfied. Your body pressed into his and curled on top of him, face in his neck and close enough to kiss him even in your sleep, he feels so strong again. The weight of your body is nothing to him. And after all you’ve done to heal his body like this, he never slept better.
