#captainaccidentlysexy

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It's hot and I didn't want to move 😩 so I just sat and doodled for a bit.

Bad Batch Echo... just a bit healthier... and with hair... I can't remember who did the man-bun Echo first, but it was so sexy I decided it was cannon. I just doodled from memory... so Idk how many inconsistencies there are lol.

Love this boy!

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Gotta love a man in a cat suit

Mr. "I'm no Jedi" Rex getting nasty with the Zygerrian slavers. Get em bubby. Get em good.

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Please have a tasty scout Rex

Because he is beautiful and perfect and I would spill blood for him.

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Thinkin... just thinkin... how damn much I adore and crave this guy... this fictional character. He lives in my frigging brain, just strolling back and forth here and there disrupting all my normal human functioning. Rex... you bastard. You adorable, beautiful, smoking hot dork bastard!

I mean... here is my plague tonight:

(With bullet points because I am a professional thirster...)

Dozing off for a nap and waking up to the feel of those perfect plush lips pressed against yours... and the view of his smoked honey eyes through his eyelashes when you wake up...

What does he smell like? Like to sit behind him with your legs spread around his hips... arms around his waist and your face pressed to the back of his neck. Soap, sure... some military issue Irish springs type stuff... the smell of industrial detergent in his t-shirt. But I expect the warm smell of someone quintessentially male... musky and spicy... like a sun warmed hay field in the high summer...

And that fucking whine... you know what I'm talking about... the noise that man makes that first moment of every time with him when he buries himself balls deep. Pressing his temple against yours and it just drips out of him when he feels your soft tight heat embrace him and he hasn't felt it for weeks... maybe even months. That noise that means he is ready for his brain to turn off and to only exist on smell, taste and sensation for the foreseeable future.

He stuffs his arms under your shoulders and bundles you close, tucking his knees out under your thighs, covering your body with his and his muscles in his torso flex and bunch when he moves against you. More soft noises as he finds his pace...

God damn it Rex. Thank you for derailing me every fekking day.

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Soft, sweet bois....

😢

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Ahem.... I honestly think... that I do believe... that I might probably go draw some clone dick.

That is all.

Stay tuned.

[vesperstalksclones]

Me. And every clone. All of the time.

Thank you for making this, op!!!

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