Summary: Drawn into a bit of fun in the local park, you witness Keeli's tactical skills in real life.
Characters: Captain Keeli
Pairings: Captain Keeli x reader
“It’s as cold as Hoth out here!” Keeli complained, rubbing his gloved hands together as you were taking a lovely walk through the park.
“It probably feels worse because you’ve been on Ryloth for the last couple of months” you giggled, sliding your arm through his and pressing close to him.
Keeli nodded, unable to argue against that as he shivered once more. The coat he was wearing was thick and bundled up high, a strong contrast to the armour he was so used to wearing. But you had brought it for him as soon as you heard he was coming back home for shore leave.
“Besides, didn’t you do extreme weather training back on Kamino?” you frowned, raising an eyebrow at him.
“We did, it doesn’t mean I enjoyed it though” Keeli reminded, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You sighed, nuzzling further into him, the clone’s warmth sinking into you. “Although this is a bit different from the blizzards that was thrown at us” he grinned, tugging a little on your scarf.
You were about to reply when you were struck on the side of your head. Ice cold powder shattered all over you and you blinked in shock at the sudden hit. Keeli stiffened, and you both turned around to see a few children, including a red Rodian, a Calamari and a Weequay was playing in the snow.
“Sorry! We didn’t mean to hit you!” the Calamari girl apologised, running over to you.
“Are you okay, love?” Keeli asked, checking you over and brushing the snow away from your face and shoulders.
“No harm done, don’t worry. I’m fine, Keeli” you assured, sending a reassuring smile at your partner before turning to the child. “You have a good arm! Who’s winning then?” you wondered, crouching down in front of them and looking at the anxious children behind the little girl.
“We are!” she insisted, and you heard the protests begin instantly from the others.
“Well, there’s only one way to solve this, isn’t there? Room for a couple more?” you grinned, watching the excitement build in their faces. It warmed you inside to see the happiness that simple question brought them. You were getting into the Life Day spirit, and there was nothing better than a snow ball fight.
“Really, love?” Keeli yelped, blinking at you in surprise.
“Yeah, why not? Come on, I’ll protect you” you teased, pushing yourself up from the floor.
The Captain sighed, offering you his hand to help you up. He glanced between you and the excited kids behind you, many of who were returning to the snow ball fight. The squeals of excitement and laughter that filled the air did help him relax and he couldn’t help the small smile that spread across his face. Looking back at you, he couldn’t help but chuckle, brushing a kiss against your gloved knuckles.
“Alright, love, you win. But I won’t go easy on you!” Keeli warned, letting you tug him towards the battlefield that was breaking out in the park.
Laughing at his words, you couldn’t help but feel giddy that he agreed to join in. It was so rare for Keeli to relax and let loose, to just forget about the war and be himself rather that a clone trooper of the GAR. Keeli joined a group behind a mound of snow, you quickly hurried towards the other side where a young boy pulled you down. The fight was on.
Quickly moulding the snow balls, you peeked your head over the pile of snow in front of you. You could just make out Keeli’s woolly hat and you didn’t hesitate to throw the snow ball at him. It hit off his hat, and his head peeked up to see who it had thrown it. Giggling, you waved at him before quickly ducking once more as his eyes narrowed at you.
The Rodian boy handed you some more, and you threw them over the barrier, not even looking at where they went. Getting lost in the atmosphere of the snow fight, it reminded you of your own childhood, the times when you would have snow ball fights and have fun. The biting cold was ignored and you could feel your cheeks stinging from all the smiling and laughing that you were doing.
Deciding to risk it, you looked over the edge of the snow, beaming as you saw what looked like Keeli’s hat bobbing around behind the mound of snow opposite. Grabbing a snow ball, you threw it over, giggling as it hit.
Hiding behind the wall of snow once more, you were met with a face full of snow as soon as you turned around.
“Kriff!” you gasped, blinking snow out of your eyelashes.
“AMBUSH!” someone screamed, and you looked up to see Keeli diving towards you, a number of kids following behind him.
You gaped as warm arms wrapped around you, his heavy, broad body pinning you to the snow as he nuzzled into your neck. You squeaked out as the tip of his nose dragged along your jaw. It was ice cold and you pushed at his chest helplessly, huffs of amusement leaving you.
“Got ya, mesh’la!” he crowed, pulling back to stare into your face. He brushed a few strands of hair away from your face and grinned, looking so much younger and carefree than normal.
“Did you lead an ambush in a snow ball fight?” you breathed, cupping his face, brushing snow away from his stubble.
Keeli nodded, shrugging slightly. “Well, a battle’s a battle love” he teased, kissing along your cheek.
“Wait! Wait! Did you give your hat to someone as a diversion?” you demanded, pushing him away and brushing your hands over his buzz cut. He shivered at the cold but still looked very proud of himself. Shaking your head, you beamed, pulling him further down to you. “Never stood a chance, did I?” you sighed playfully.
“Never, love” Keeli chuckled, brushing your freezing noses together. He yelped as you shoved snow down his coat.
Taking the chance, you scrambled out from underneath him, running out into the middle of the battle and throwing snow balls at him once more. More and more people joining in as well now. All through it all, you couldn’t stop the beam off both of your faces as Keeli and you continued to pelt each other with snow.
I loved the fic you did with Kix and Keeli as twins! Could you do another one but this time with the focus on Keeli x reader? Maybe fake relationship or kissing to maintain the cover kind of thing? Thanksss❤️❤️
It's Kind Of Cliche
Summary: In an attempt to get your family to stop nagging you about having a boyfriend, you lied to your family about your relationship status. It would have been all well and good, only you’ve been invited to a Family reunion, and you need a boyfriend for a week. Desperate, you turn to Keeli for aid.
Pairing: Captain Keeli x F!Reader
Word Count: 1880
Warnings: Reader is described as having hair long enough to wear in twin buns, reader is described as wearing a dress, Keeli is too hot to handle.
A/N: I'm picturing Keeli in the civilian outfit I listed in the story and I think it's gonna kill me. Send help. Also, @the-bad-batch-baroness come and get your man, he's killing me.
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You stare at the message on your comm with a feeling of dread threatening to overwhelm you. You never expected your bald-faced lie about having a boyfriend to come back and bite you.
You had planned to lie to your family about having a boyfriend, and then in six or so months, tell your parents that he cheated on you and you don’t want to talk about him ever again.
And then no one would mention you and dating in the same sentence ever again, they would have just pitied you and been angry at the imaginary boyfriend.
You didn’t expect your grandparents to host a family reunion. And you definitely didn’t expect your invitation to come with a note that you must bring your boyfriend to meet the family.
And, while you know that an invitation isn’t a summons, but skipping the event would be much, much more annoying than just biting the bullet and going.
The best solution…well, the best solution would be an emergency deployment so you don’t have to deal with the situation, but that’s not gonna happen.
So the easy answer is to admit you lied and take the comments.
Yeah. You’re not doing that.
So the only other option, outside of just not going, is to get a fake boyfriend.
You slide your comm back into your pocket and glance around the room. The room is absolutely filled with single, and attractive, men who would agree to be your fake boyfriend for a free home-cooked meal.
Slowly your gaze slides from one side of the room to the other, trying to decide who you want to ask for this favor. Anyone from any other battalion is automatically out, you’re not that confident.
So you’re limited to the men of General Ima-Gun Di’s battalion.
You run down a list of the men in the battalion in your head, trying to decide who might agree to your request. Of course, now that you're limiting yourself to the battalion you’re attached to, there’s only one choice.
The ever-capable, and totally gorgeous, Keeli.
Plus, as a bonus, you consider him a friend.
The fact that you’ve been nursing a crush on him for ages now definitely didn’t factor into your decision. Not at all.
So, you steel your nerves, and then you hop to your feet to go and find the man who, you hope, will save you from a week of merciless mockery.
“Keeli!”
You find him outside the barracks, lounging under a tree in only the bottom parts of his armor. He sits up slightly as you approach and says something to the person on the other end of the comm, then he drops his comm to the ground beside him and motions for you to join him.
“Sorry,” You say as you sit on the ground next to him, “I didn’t know you were on a call.”
“You’re fine, it was just my twin. He wanted to tell me about the date he went on last night.” Keeli leans back against the tree, but keeps his gaze locked on your face, “Did you need me for something?”
“Uh…well…I need to ask a favor.”
His eyebrows creep up his forehead, “What kind of favor?”
“My family is hosting a reunion and I need you to come with me.” You pause, and grimace, “Well. Not you specifically, but also it needs to be you because I’m the most comfortable around you.”
He stares at you silently for a moment and then he speaks, “That’s not a hard ask, I’m sure the General will be fine with it. Is it normal for your family to ask people to bring friends to these things?”
“Ahhh…” You avert your gaze sheepishly, and you can feel your face burning, “They…may have the understanding that you’re my boyfriend. Possibly.”
Keeli is completely silent, and you take a chance to look at him. He looks surprised, and more than a little disbelieving.
Before he can answer, you rush ahead, “It’s only for a week!” You shift so you’re sitting on your knees next to him, almost begging him to come with you, “And-and-and, after we can pretend to have a big nasty break up and you won’t have to do anything more than, like, hold my hand or something—” You’re babbling now, but you can’t seem to make yourself stop.
Keeli stops your babbling by pressing a single finger against your lips, “If I’m going to pretend to be your boyfriend, I’m going to be the best fake boyfriend.” He counters, “So, what’s our story?”
“You’ll do it?” You ask.
The smile he shoots you is tiny, but it’s real. “Yeah, princess. I’ll do it.”
You lightly bat his hand away from your mouth and fling your arms around his neck, “Thank you! Thank you! You have no idea how much this means to me! I’ll find some way to repay you, I swear it!”
Keeli laughs quietly and hooks an arm around you, “Don’t worry about it, Princess. But we do need to have matching stories, don’t we?”
Three weeks later, you’re introducing Keeli to your parents and grandparents at a massive resort that you would have never been able to afford if your parents weren’t paying for the both of you.
Surprisingly, they look like they approve of Keeli.
Of course, how could they not?
You steal another glance at Keeli, and a small smile lifts your lips. He looks amazing in the civilian clothes that you bought him. The reddish brown button-up shirt he’s wearing matches the dress that you’re wearing, and yet he looks so much better than you do.
With the top two buttons undone, and his sleeves rolled up around his elbows, you can’t look at Keeli without blushing like a lovesick schoolgirl. Curse him and his attractive features, and curse you and your humiliating crush on your Captain.
“Is everyone here family, Princess?” Keeli asks as he slides his arm around your waist to tug you against his side.
“Yeah, pretty much. Both mom and dad have over 7 siblings, and all of them have 4 or 5 kids, and all of those kids are married or engaged with kids of their own.”
“Ah,” You lean your head against Keeli’s shoulder, confident that he’ll support you, as he looks around the crowded garden, “So, are you the odd one out in that you’re not married?” He teases.
You huff and elbow his side, “I’m the baby of the cousins. It’s not my fault that all of my cousins are in the 40s.”
Keeli hums his understanding, “If you like, I can fake a proposal on the last day of the reunion.”
“Please don’t.” You reply immediately, already able to feel your face burning, “I don’t want you to have to feel like you need to keep doing stuff like this.”
He stares at you for a moment, his lips quirking up at one corner, as though he had just heard a hilarious joke and was just waiting to fill you in on the punchline.
“What?”
“Don’t worry about it.” He replies, there’s even amusement in his voice.
You shoot him an odd look, and his small smile blossoms into a wide grin.
“What, Keeli?”
He lightly taps your nose, “One day, you’re going to look back at today and find it hilarious.”
“You can start making sense any second now.” You mutter as you scrunch up your nose.
“Could, but I’m not. Come on, let’s go meet some people.”
Fifteen minutes later, you’re talking to a pair of drunk uncles. How, exactly, they’re already drunk when the bar has only been open for half an hour is beyond you, but you’re slightly more concerned with how this conversation is going.
“You know,” One of the men says, or slurs, “I kinda thought she paid you to pretend to be her boyfriend.”
Keeli’s smile is very polite, “Oh?”
“Yeah, I mean…look at her.” He gestures to all of you, and you scowl, offended.
“I look fine, Uncle.”
“Nah, you don’t. That dress looks awful on you.” Your other uncle says, and you glance down at the dress.
“I…does it?” You ask, with a glance towards Keeli.
“I think you look great.”
“You don’t have to lie to her, boy. She’s hardly a supermodel—”
Keeli cuts them off before they can continue, but the damage has already been done. You can’t seem to stop brushing your hands down the material of your dress, or anxiously touching your hair.
He ushers you away from the crowds of people, and catches your hands as you reach up to try and adjust your twin buns, “Hey, you look amazing.”
“They’re right though. I’m not—”
Keeli sighs heavily, and the next thing you know his lips are pressed against yours. The kiss starts chaste, but as you reach up to press your hand against his cheek and lean into the kiss, he wraps his arms around you and tugs you closer.
He breaks the kiss before you want him to and presses his forehead against yours. His dark eyes scan your face and then he grins, “Princess,”
“Hm?”
“I’m going to kiss you again.”
“Yes, please.”
This time, when he kisses you there’s nothing chaste about it as he backs you up so you’re pressed against a tree. One of his hands settles low on your back, his warm fingers playing with the exposed skin of your back. His free hand slides up your side to press against the back of your neck, holding you to him.
This time when he breaks the kiss so the both of you can gasp for breath, he keeps his lips hovering just over yours. “So,” Keeli breathes out, “Princess, about this fake dating thing—” He trails off as he catches your lips with his one more time.
“Perhaps,” You murmur against his lips, “We can adjust?”
“You’re reading my mind, Princess.” Keeli murmurs, “You being my real girlfriend is going to make sleeping in bed next to you so much more enjoyable.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He kisses you again, and the only reason he stops is when someone clears a throat nearby.
“I’m sure the pair of you are having a good time,” Your mother says with a wide grin, “but the family would like to meet your young man, darling.”
Keeli’s forehead falls to your shoulder with an uttered oath in Mando’a and you have to muffle your giggles, “Um…yeah, Mom. We’ll be just a minute.”
“You have five. If you’re not out in five, I’m sending the little ones in with water guns.”
“Threat received,” Keeli replies, his voice muffled by your shoulder, “It won’t be necessary.”
“Good.” You watch your mother leave, and Keeli finally lifts his head from your shoulder, there’s something heated in his gaze and you lightly clutch at the front of his shirt.
“Later,” Keeli promises, “We’ll finish this later.”
“Promise?”
“God himself couldn’t stop me,” Keeli replies.
And you release a breathless giggle, “I’ll hold you to that, Captain.” You lightly brush your lips against his jaw, and then push him a step back. “You ready?”
“For today to be over, absolutely.” He replies, and then he takes your hand, “Come on, mesh’la. Let’s get today over with.”
Summary: As the end nears, Master Di reflects and confronts his Captain about secrets poorly kept
Pairing: Keeli x Fem!OC (unnamed)
Warnings/Tags: Angst, Canon Character Deaths (implied)... otherwise none. I controlled myself this time.
Word Count: 785
A/N: Trying to fix my writer’s block with a little one-shot/drabble AU if Master Di had a padawan and she and the prettiest clone fell in love. NO Master/Padawan. All love between Di and the reader is familial.
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Master Di had feigned ignorance for months now. He pretended he didn’t see the first moment that they had locked eyes and he just kept pretending after that. Maybe he should have intervened right away but the war pulled his attention from his Padawan. After all, she was nearly ready for her trials and had proved herself time and time again. He assumed the diliances of youth would fade as time went on. So he ignored it. Now though, he couldn’t pretend anymore. His Padawan and his commanding officer were embracing right in front of him.
They were pressed against the shadows of the rocky terrain, oblivious to any eyes watching from the darkness of the night. It was a well hidden spot. Only someone who hadn’t been able to sleep and walked far from camp, perhaps to ease his own troubled mind, would have stumbled upon them. Unfortunately, that meant that Master Di watched as his padawan wept and Keeli pulled her into his arms.
“I don’t want to go.” She let out a small sob into his chest. “Not without you.”
“I know.” He ran a hand through her hair, tilting her face up to his. “But you have to. These are our orders.”
“But you and Master Di…” She stuttered.
“I will protect him and he will look after me. We’ll see you again soon but we need you to lead Cham and the resistance to safety.”
“You swear you’ll be okay?”
“Yes.”
Master Di could hear what Keeli didn’t say, that as long as he knows that she is safe, he will be okay. He knew those unspoken words because he felt the same. He envied the Jedi who didn’t grow attached to their padawans. He couldn’t imagine feeling anything but a deep fatherly love for her and, when he thought about it, that had a lot to do about why he ignored the obvious, budding relationship between her and Keeli. He wanted her to be happy and he wanted her to be loved. He slipped back to his tent, leaving the couple alone in the dark.
She left with the first wave of refugees in the early morning light. In the chaos of the retreat, there was no time for goodbyes or soft words. Instead, Master Di and Keeli stood side-by-side, watching her retreat. She glanced over her shoulder, sending them a small wave. Keeli saluted her, letting his eyes linger just for a moment as she turned on the blurrg and began to lead the families over the mountain.
…
Now, they wait at the base of the ravine. Tension ripples through the men and small clicks echo off the walls like raindrops on stone as they check and recheck their weapons. Master Di stands next to his captain, the only one of the men who isn’t fidgeting.
“Captain, I must confess. I saw you last night.” Master Di’s words are light but meaning is deeply intertwined with every syllable.
Keeli’s face reveals nothing. He isn’t going to flinch unless he is given no choice. So Master Di changes his course and meets him head on.
“With my Padawan.”
“Ah.” When Keeli finally flinches, it is no more than the slightest twitch of his jaw. Di smiles just a bit as he admires his Captain’s courage.
“Keeli,” He starts before the clone quickly speaks.
“If you’re looking for someone to blame, the fault is mine.”
“Right now?” Master Di guides Keeli’s eyes to the army of droids about to descend on them, marching down the middle of the ravine. “That is not my concern.”
Keeli gives him a small smile. Master Di finds himself wishing that they had more time. While that thought consumes him for a moment, Keeli speaks up.
“I know my role, General. I know where my focus needs to be.” Keeli chooses his words carefully. “But I can’t deny how I feel, especially when I feel it with all that I am. I live for her and I would die for her.”
“We’re not supposed to have attachments.” Master Di frowns as he turns his eyes towards the thankfully empty west ridge. She is safe, along with Cham and the twi’lek resistance. There is no time left for being precious. No time for worrying about what the Council would think. They are not here and they aren’t coming. “But she’s been like a daughter to me and I confess I feel the same.”
Keeli nods before he slides his helmet over his head.
“Well then…” His voice trails off as he focuses on the swell of B2s about to consume them.
The drone of the droids almost drowns out Di’s next words.
a/n: I hope you like it because I‘m unsure about it 👉🏻👈🏻
MASTERLIST REQUEST RULES
One month. One whole month without her beloved Captain. Every day is the same and nothing makes her happy anymore. Worry is the only emotion filling (Y/n)s heart. Is Keeli alright? Is he injured? Is he safe?
So like every other day (Y/n) is sitting on her couch, holding a book in her hands but not actually reading it. The tea on the table in front of her is long forgotten and cold. The blanket around her shoulders does nothing to calm her raging thoughts.
Then there is a knock at her door which makes (Y/n) jump from her couch and run to it. Keeli told her to always check who is awaiting her outside but one month without her beloved clone made (Y/n) slightly careless.
Relief fills (Y/n)s mind the moment she opens the door and Captain Keeli stands in front of her, with his helmet under one arm and a huge smile on his lips. Not one second passes before (Y/n) throws herself happily against her lover - her arms as well as legs wrapped around his strong body.
“Kee“, she breathes his nickname over and over again. The Captain takes a few steps inside her apartment and closes the door behind them with his boot. (Y/n) moves her face from the clones neck to look him in the beautiful golden eyes.
“I missed you very much“, (Y/n) admits with tearful eyes and places a hand on Keelis cheek, caressing it with her thumb.
“And I missed you“, Keeli returns with a smile and kisses his lovers palm. He sets down his painted helmet on the table where (Y/n)s book lays forgotten. Now he can place both his hands on his girlfriend and hold her closer.
“How are you? Are you injured? How was the mission? Is everyone alright? Why did it take so long?“, (Y/n) starts to ask every single questions she had for the last month. She knows Keeli might get overwhelmed by them so she covers her mouth with one of her hands and places her feet back on the floor.
“It‘s okay, cyar‘ika! I can tell you everything you need to know tomorrow. Now I just want to be with you“, Keeli assures his love and removes a strand of hair out of her face. The Captain places a lovely kiss on (Y/n)s forehead, before pushing her back on the couch.
Slowly, the clone starts to take off his armor and places each part next to his helmet. After some time he is only in his blacks and kneels in front of his beloved (Y/n).
“I need you, Kee.“
That’s what makes the clone press his lips against hers. Then he moves his arms under her armpits and lifts his love from the couch to carry her to their shared bedroom - all of that without breaking their kiss.
In there Keeli sits (Y/n) on their bed and reluctantly parts from her, his lips already longing for hers. The Captain takes off the top of his blacks. The sweetest giggle he ever heard, reaches Keelis ears as he throws the shirt away and climbs on the bed to continue showing (Y/n) how much he loves her.
They meet in the middle of the bed and kiss like two lovers that finally reunited. (Y/n) leans forward and takes a seat on her Captains lap, crossing her arms behind his neck and deepening their kiss.
Keelis hands wander all over his lovers body and pull at the oversized shirt she is wearing. At last they find their way under the shirt, brush over the soft flesh of (Y/n)s stomach and then massage her breasts. All of that makes (Y/n) shiver.
“Oh how I missed those“, Keeli sighs happily as (Y/n) is kissing along his neck and nibbling at his earlobe. She stops the moment her lover speaks.
“Should I leave you three alone?“, she asks with an unimpressed expression but the next second both Keeli and (Y/n) start laughing. The Captain watches his lover in full happiness and kisses her once again - but much hungrier this time.
(Y/n) starts grinding her lower part against Keelis already hard groin, still covered with his black. He can feel her warmth against his skin.
And then (Y/n) takes off her shirt and shows her naked body to her lover. Keelis smile gets wider and he almost jumps forward to worship her whole body. Thereby (Y/n) falls backwards and her face gets caged inbetween her lovers strong arms. The Captain presses a short kiss to her lips and then kisses all over her body to her thighs. There he takes off her panties with his teeth.
A loud moan comes over (Y/n)s lips as her beloved clone kisses her clit and his skilled fingers caress her pussy. His beard scratches the sides of her thighs but that means only more pleasure. (Y/n) is already wet because of Keelis lovely touches. So it‘s easy for the clone to insert a finger and he immediately knows that she is ready for him.
Keeli removes his finger carefully and makes (Y/n) whine from the loss. With one last kiss to her pussy, Keeli crawls back over his love and places a hand under (Y/n)s chin. His thumb strokes over lower lip.
“Ready?“ After all this time Keeli asks (Y/n) for an affirmation because the last he wants is to hurt her in some kind of way.
“Always.“
(Y/n) pushes Keeli into a kneeling position and frees him from his pants. His hard cock slaps against his defined stomach. Right away she reaches for his length and starts stroking it but Keeli stops her with a hand around her wrist.
“I want to be inside you, cyar‘ika“, he admits silently and (Y/n) quickly straddles his lap. Their naked crotches meet and both moan in pleasure. Keelis cock brushes against her folds and then (Y/n) sits fully down, pushing Keelis hard member inside her pussy.
For some time they stay just like this, Keeli deep inside his love and (Y/n) shaking of desire. For one moment the only thing that matters is that they are back together and as close as possible.
Keelis hands wander to (Y/n)s ass and he helps her move up and down on his cock. Their hips slap against each other with obscene sounds. The females fingers scratch at the clones back which will probably lead to red marks tomorrow. They fall into a passionate rhythm.
There is a coil forming inside (Y/n)s stomach and Keeli feels she is close because her pussy is clamping around his cock. So he starts playing with her clit. And when he meets one certain spot inside her, he can feel her orgasm.
(Y/n) moans and even bites Keelis shoulder in pleasure. Her orgasm triggers his own and the clone feels himself coming inside her. There is no risk in that because (Y/n) has an implant.
Afterwards the only sound echoing through the room is heavy breathing. Their heads are laying on the others shoulder. Keeli caresses (Y/n)s back making her shiver and that reminds her how cold it is inside their bedroom. She wants to get a blanket but her clone boyfriend stops her.
“C-Can I stay inside you?“, Keeli stutters and a blush forms on his bearded cheeks. He lowers his gaze but (Y/n) makes him look up by placing a hand on his cheek.
“Sure, Kee“, she whispers and together they lay down - with (Y/n) laying on top of the Captain. He covers them with the blanket he can reach and wraps his arms around his lover. This position is nothing new because after almost every mission Keeli wants to stay as close as possible, but nevertheless he seems to be ashamed of wanting this deep physical affection.
“I love you so much“, (Y/n) breathes before she falls asleep in the presence of her beloved Captain and with very happy thoughts. Keeli looks down at his love and smiles.
He is home.
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What about something about Keeli? Smut, fluff whatever...i feel the need of something about my loyal and sweet boy. (If u choose for smut maybe...making him a bit of a sub?)
Let’s get this party started baby.
Keeli smut under the cut, let’s spoil him.
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“Good boy.”
The words slip salaciously past your lips as you detach them from his pulse point, cocked into a smirk and swollen with intent.
“My good, obedient Captain.”
Beneath you, the length of Keeli’s neck glistens with the evidence of your affections, jugular christened and blooming with the beginning of a newly-born bruise - the sight of it reminds you of a hot, freshly pressed wax seal on a love letter’s envelope.
But there's still so much more that you long to write across his skin before you can allow him to fold beneath your fingers.
You run them down his chest now as you pull back to loom over him, the heat rising from
between your bodies in such thick ribbons that you’re positive you could reach out and chase it through your digits like vapour. His abdomen flexes as you finally graze across it, and ever so slightly, his torso lifts to chase the warmth of your touch as though the reaction comes as naturally to him as breathing.
But still, he behaves himself, slumping backwards on the tail of his next breath, knuckles kissing the headboard of your bed as his hands lay compliantly still atop the pillows. You hadn’t even had a chance to properly restrain him yet - but his body had fallen into a familiar dance the same moment you’d both stumbled into bed together.
The trust in his heavy gaze has your head spinning just as much as the unfiltered desire that smoulders alongside it.
He’s so good that you can’t help but want to spoil him, just a little more.
The captain’s burning eyes follow your path as you come to a rest upon his thighs. Despite the moments of weakness that occasionally crack his disciplined resolve, he always appears so at peace beneath you. Tonight is no different, with the fire licking at his expression cooling slightly to an intimate simmer as you reach out to gently stroke your fingers across his stubbled jaw in a gesture that drips with pure affection.
Maker do you adore this man with every fibre of your being.
He’s at once the sharpest, but softest being you have ever touched - like gravel layered with velvet - so sharply focused at all times, that initially you feared simply brushing past him would cut you to ribbons. How glad you were to be proved wrong time and time again, as gradually, fate wound you closer together until you were finally able to crack into that gilded core of his.
Those dark eyes plead with you now. Whether it's for you to move and put him out of his misery, or begging you not to stop twisting his heart further around your finger, you’re unsure. But still, you smile all the same as you begin to slowly, tortuously, grind down against him.
He’s hot, heavy and slick between your thighs as you tease him against the heat of your entrance. The head of his cock dripping onto the defined stretch of his stomach with how desperately his body calls out to you.
But still, his voice remains silent. Trained, steady breaths the only thing to leave his throat despite the evident throb that pulses through the entirety of him - one that threatens to tie his heart in knots in its wake. You can practically feel it humming across each cord of muscle as he struggles to hold himself together.
He’s just so good - and you tell him so again, gasping it out now against the fresh love bites painting his neck as you finally sink down on him until your hips sit plush together.
Keeli cries out for you at last, the sound of his voice deliciously broken as he keens into your open mouth.
You can taste the beat of his heart on your tongue.
A\N: This was requested by an Anon, I really hope you like it. I know you didn’t specifically request an X reader fic, but this is my first time writing Keeli, and I was more comfortable writing an X reader for it.
Warnings: None
You swim in the ocean, as you usually do at this time of day. It's just a nice small swim, when suddenly arms wrap around you, you squeal, you already know who it is. “Keeli!” Keeli smiles softly as he presses a kiss against the corner of your mouth, feeling you smile as his tail brushes your legs. You met him when he saved you from a sinking ship two years ago, you were both friends at first, then it turned into something else. Now you’ve been dating for about a year, and it has been amazing.
“I thought you were going to be busy today?” You ask with a raised brow, as you turn and wrap your arms around his shoulders. Keeli chuckles softly, and gives you a soft kiss. “I decided that I would rather spend my time with my favorite person in the world.” You feel heat rush to your cheeks, and keeli presses a kiss to your nose this time, making you chuckle. “I’m sure that I’m not your favorite person in the world.” Keeli raises an eyebrow. “But you are my favorite person in the entire world.” Keeli pulls you into a passionate kiss, making you hum. “Kay, well. Same to you, you are my favorite person in the world.” Keeli gives a wide, goofy smile as you kiss him again.
“So, how has my human been since we last saw each other?” Keeli asks you, and you sigh. “I’ve been a bit stressed out, my boss has been hassling me to work overtime a lot.” Keeli frowns, getting an angry look. “I really wish I had a pair of legs now, just so I can stomp up to your boss and make sure he stops hassling you.” you cup his cheek, making Keeli sigh and nuzzle into your palm, as his eyes flutter closed.
“It’s okay, Keeli.” you whisper, and Keeli sighs, looking at you with sadness in his eyes. “Do you ever wish I was human?” You feel surprise fill you then you glare. “No, never.” Keeli raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” You sigh, then smile. “Do you ever wish I was a Mer?” Keeli’s eyes widen and he shakes his head. “No! I would never, ever want you to change, you are perfect.” You smirk. “The same goes for you, Keeli. You are perfect, Tail, scales and sharp teeth included.” Keeli gives a sheepish look as you hug him close, laying your head against his chest, he presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“I love you.” He whispers softly, you smile, pressing your forehead against his as you both swim around the bay, cherishing the small amount of time the two of you have, until you have to part again, him back to the sea, and you back to the land. It saddens the both of you, having to leave eachother, but this is the way it has to be, but you have hope, that someday you will be able to change that without changing yourselves, so that you can be with the one you love as long as you please. Your Mer.
Summary: After a stressful day, Keeli wants you to see just how much he appreciates you.
Characters: Keeli
Pairing: Keeli x F!Reader
Word Count: 6,153
Warnings: PinV sex, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), praises, fluff and smut, Keeli loves you so much, soft boi alert!
Authour's Note: Keeli just knows how to comfort and soothe you after a long day. I head canon that he just is so soft with you.
Today had been a DAY! Capital letters, underscored and bold DAY. It seemed nothing was going right for you, it had just been one thing after another after another. First you had woken up late, burnt yourself trying to make breakfast and caf before racing out the door. When you had gotten to work, your boss had chewed you out in front of everyone before sending you to get on with your work. It seemed nearly everyone you interacted with was in the shittiest mood out, and then your manager accused you of not working hard enough and questioning if you were good enough for the job. All of that before you got a comm saying that your boyfriend would be home soon.
Not to say you were unhappy about that. No, you were ecstatic that Keeli would be back home with you. It was just that it was so last minute and you had barely got anything ready for his return home. There was still so much to do, you had to grab some stuff from the market to prepare a wonderful dinner, clean up your apartment and make sure that you were somewhat presentable after a horrendous day at work. The stress made you want to cry, but you knew there was no time for that.
So after promising that you’d do better tomorrow to your manager, you ran out of the door, cursing said manager to be hit by a speeder after how awful they’d been today. The trip to the store was rushed, and you were grateful that it was only a couple of levels down from your home. But they had everything you needed, and that was all that mattered. Now all you had to do was make a start at dinner, clean your apartment and jump in the shower, ready for when your trooper would be finished at the GAR base and come home to you.
Entering your apartment, you were so distracted that you failed to notice the figure sitting on your couch. You just rushed to kick off your shoes and shrug off your coat, too busy in preparing the mental list of things you had to complete before Keeli got home.
“Hey sweetheart, you’re home” the smooth, deep rumble called out to you.
You froze, looking over to the living room and finding your Captain reclining against the back, head tilted so he could watch you by the door. “Oh… you’re back” you breathed, feeling disappointed that you hadn’t been able to get everything ready for him.
“Don’t sound too pleased to see me, sweetheart” he chuckled warmly, pushing his self up and heading over to help you with your things.
Blinking at him, you realised how that probably sounded. “Sorry, of course I’m happy to see you. I’ve missed you so much” you smiled, stepping away from your stuff at the door and falling into his arms. The feel of his large, strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you into his chest was enough to make you sigh out in relief. Today may have been a terrible day, but you would go through it again just to have Keeli back in your arms once more.
“Missed you too, sweetheart” he rumbled, pressing his face into the crook of your neck and just holding you. He took in your scent, the sweet smell of your perfume hitting him once more after so long away. It soothed his tired body and reminded him that he was home. He rubbed small circles on your back and hip, comforting you both after his long deployment away. Already he could feel some of the tension leave you.
Pulling back, he noticed the dark circles under your eyes, the ragged look that you wore and the way your brow furrowed. He didn’t need to be a medic to know that you were stressed at the moment. Cupping your cheek, he brought your focus onto him. “Hey, everything okay?” he asked, thumb running along your cheek. He watched as you nuzzled into his palm, pressing a gentle kiss there before giving him a small smile that didn’t reach your eyes.
“I’m fine, just a busy day. Let me just get dinner started and then we can snuggle up on the couch until it’s ready” you soothed, squeezing the hand that rested on your hip. You bent down to gather the bags but he beat you to it, the Captain scooping them all up and nodding his head for you to go ahead. Your trooper was such a gentleman.
“Sorry I wasn’t here to meet you when you came back. I haven’t got anything prepared” you frowned, feeling guilt whirl in the pit of your stomach. Keeli was out there, protecting the galaxy, fighting everyday and working with Jedis; yet you couldn’t remember to pick up groceries or clean the apartment so he could have a nice warm meal and a nice place to come home to.
Before you could fall down the rabbit hole of your thoughts, Keeli placed the groceries down on the counter, and reeled you into his arms after catching your wrist. “Nothing to be sorry about, cyare. You weren’t to know. Besides my debriefs finished early, so I wanted to come and surprise you” he assured, voice full of warmth and love. Rubbing his hands up and down your sides, he couldn’t help but steer you back until you were pressed against the counter.
You gasped, feeling the edges dig into your hips. Your hands slid up to wrap around his neck, fingers lightly tracing over the intricate pattern shaved into the side of his head. Feeling the rough bristles of his close cut light brown hair, you looked up into his whiskey coloured eyes, seeing the soft sincerity in them. Oh no! You knew that look. He was going to impart some wise and truthful words that would make you fall even more in love with him.
“I come to see you, sweetheart. Nothing else matters as long as I can hold you in my arms, spend a moment in your presence. I don’t need home-cooked meals, fancy pillows on the couch or you dressing up special for me. Those things are nice, and I appreciate all the effort you put into that cyare, but I want to just be with you. Here, like this, is perfect” he said softly, eyes never leaving yours as he hoped his words reassured you.
Gulping past the lump in your throat, you nodded, praying to all the deities you knew that you wouldn’t start crying. “Guess you’re right about that, Captain” you mumbled, running your fingers across the nape of his neck.
Chuckling at your response, he couldn’t help but gently rib you. “Of course, I’m always right” he teased, eyes lighting up at your own laugh.
“Oh of course, how silly of me to think otherwise!” you retorted, rolling your eyes and bumping his hip with yours as you slipped from his hold to continue dinner.
Keeli grinned, coming to lean his hip against the counter, watching you begin to get everything ready. “Oh, I’ve forgotten something, sweetheart” he announced, frown pulling at the corner of his lips.
You tried to hide your disappointment that he would have to leave again. But it couldn’t be helped. After all, just looking back at your day, you were surprised you didn’t forget something major as well. “Do you need to go back to the barracks to get it? I can always keep dinner warm for when you come back” you offered, glancing over to him.
“No, it’s right here” Keeli murmured, catching your chin with his thumb and forefinger to tilt your face up to his. As he leaned forward, he pressed his lips to yours, swallowing your small gasp.
You dropped the utensil onto the counter, turning to face him fully now and step closer to him. You fisted your hands into the civvie shirt that you kept for him here, pulling him into you. He licked at the seam of your lips, encouraging you to open up for his inquisitive tongue. Although the kiss was deep, it was slow and loving, re-familiarising you both with each other after such a long time away.
Pulling back, you panted for breath, feeling slightly dazed at your shared kiss. Lips still tingling and mouth beginning to burn from the rough feel of his beard and stubble. It sent butterflies in your stomach as you watched him with heavy eyes.
Keeli pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips before pulling away to take in your flushed face. “Glad to be home sweetheart” he told you, skimming his hands over your sides before stepping away. “Do you need any help with dinner?” he offered, wanting to help you in any way he could.
Waving him away, you couldn’t help but scoff. “No! You are going no where near this meal. You’ve just returned back to me. Go and sit down and relax” you ordered, shooing him away and back towards the couch. He gave in with a wry grin, enjoying seeing you becoming more authoritative. “Besides, I prefer to have the kitchen still standing by the end of it” you added, sending him a wink over your shoulder.
“Lies and slander! Have you been talking to Sauté again?”
“He keeps me updated on all your exploits!”
Hearing his groan from the kitchen, you couldn’t help but laugh. You had met a few of Keeli’s brothers after a night out in 79s, and had gotten along with them very well. So well, in fact, they often kept you informed and send you holos of Keeli doing stuff that he wasn’t meant to be doing. Like when Sauté had found him trying to dry his socks by the stove and nearly burnt down the whole mess.
Once everything was ready, you put it in the oven to cook and sighed, rolling your neck and shoulders to relieve some of the pressure and tension that had built up during the day. You couldn’t believe you’d have to go back in tomorrow and face your manager again after the shitty day you’ve had today. And you’d be forced to miss out on time with Keeli. It was rare for him to get leave, so every precious moment with him counted. You didn’t want to be going to work while he was back home.
“Tell me about your day, sweetheart” Keeli called, and you heard the sound of the drama show he was watching be muted. He wanted all his attention on you.
“Argh, you don’t want to know!” you grumbled, running your hands down your face before heading to clean up some of the pots and pans you had used.
“Course I do, it’s why I asked” he reminded, before he stopped, listening to what you were doing in the kitchen. “Hey! You better not be washing up! Leave it, I’ll do that” he protested, shaking his head at you.
Deciding to just give in and listen to him, you threw the dishcloth onto the side and headed back towards your Captain. “Today has just been the worst day ever!” you sighed, making a beeline for the couch. Keeli fought the grin that wanted to spread across his face. “My manager is… he’s a… oh god! He’s just a rat faced weasel!” you cursed, throwing yourself onto the couch next to him.
“A rat-faced weasel?” he repeated, eyebrow raised in confusion.
“Yes, a rat faced weasel!” you huffed, rubbing your tired eyes.
Keeli nodded, grabbing you and pulling you into his lap. “Tell me what’s happened, pretty girl?” he requested, rubbing gentle circles on your thigh.
“Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. I woke up late, burnt myself making food. When I finally made it to work, my manager screamed at me in front of everyone. Then I couldn’t do anything right, people have been in the worst mood ever and then my boss was questioning my ability and saying he doesn’t know if I’m suitable for the job!” you ranted, the words bubbling out of you. “And I nearly got hit by a speeder” you sighed, resting back into his broad chest.
“Are you okay?” Keeli frowned, running his hand up and down you back comfortingly, and tugging you even closer into him. He lightly gazed over you, not noticing any signs of injury but he had to make sure.
“Yeah, I’m okay. Just really done for today” you mumbled, entwining your fingers with his on your lap.
“No wonder, mesh’la. Sounds like you’ve had a rough day” he agreed, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple.
You couldn’t help but feel yourself relax even more at the small gesture. It made you feel safe and loved, that the world outside your door wouldn’t be able to encroach on your little sanctuary inside of Keeli’s arms.
“How about I make today better for you?” he suggested, voice dropping low as he practically purred the words into your ear.
“Thanks, you’re already doing that just by being here” you grinned, tapping his chest to tease him further.
“You’re sweet, but not what I meant. Why don’t I help make you forget about everything?” he chuckled, laying gentle kisses along the side of your face and finishing with a small kiss to the corner of your lips.
“What about dinner? You must be hungry after coming back home” you frowned, glancing back at the kitchen and then into his warm, lust filled brown eyes.
“Oh don’t worry, mesh’la. I’m going to eat. We can always turn it off for now, it’ll be fine” he assured, lips curling into a pleased smirk at the way your eyes widened and cheeks flushed.
How on earth could you turn this beautiful, kind, extraordinary man down? Cupping his cheek, you gave him a small nod as you pressed a brief kiss to his lips. You got up off his lap, hurried to turn everything off in the kitchen before returning to him. Keeli took your hand in his, brushing your knuckles with his lips before leading the way into your bedroom. You couldn’t help but feel the heat beginning to bubble inside of you at his soft gestures and loving looks.
Keeli wasted no time leaning in to kiss you, inhaling your small noise of surprise as he tugged you closer with an arm around your waist. His talented tongue pushed through the seam of your lips and you tangled it playfully with your own. His other hand cupped your cheek, tilting your head to just the right angle so that he could kiss you deeper. He could taste the sweet tang of chocolate and sweets you had been snacking on before your journey back home. Swallowing your low moan, he skimmed his hands down to the hem of your shirt.
“Can I take this off, mesh’la?” he asked, tugging slightly on the material.
“Yes!” you breathed, reaching for the civvie shirt he had on. It was a race to undress the other, both of you determined to reveal each other, to touch the heated skin that had been missed in your long separation. “You’re hot, but your shirt would look even better on my floor” you flirted playfully.
Keeli let out a delighted laugh, your own shirt falling away from his hands. His large, warm, calloused palms cupped your cheeks, his warm, heavy gaze locking onto yours. Leaning in, he couldn’t help but seal his lips against your own once more, swallowing every noise and moan that you let out.
You were determined however to make him feel just as untethered as you felt. So you ran your fingers down over the planes of his chest, making sure to dig them into his sides where he was particularly ticklish. As expected Keeli jumped, biting his lip to stop the laughter from escaping. Sliding your palms up his chest, you felt over the pronounced collarbone, leaning forward to press a kiss there as you dragged your nails down his chest, catching his nipples. Keeli jumped, a loud moan escaping his mouth as you continued to work your way down his chest, pressing soft kisses and teasing licks.
Taking his nipple into your mouth, you lathed it with attention, letting the warm, wet heat of your mouth harden the bud. Keeli groaned, hands coming up to your hair to keep you in place for him, even when you grazed your teeth over the sensitive nub.
“Fuck! Sweetheart, you’re incredible” he gasped, feeling his hard length press painfully against the lounge pants he was wearing. Humming around his nipple sent vibrations through him that he tried to muffle with a bite of his lip.
Keeli urged you back up his body, but you resisted, instead pressing kisses all along his chest and up his neck. He couldn’t help but roll his hips into yours, feeling the heat of your core seep through both of your trousers. “So beautiful” he murmured, pressing open mouthed kisses across your jaw and down your neck. He chuckled at the sensitive spot beneath your ear, feeling the way you shook in his arms. Made sure he tugged your ear lobe into his mouth, teeth nipping at it slightly. Keeli couldn’t help but take in your moan and feel his cock throb in response.
As he was lathering your neck with attention, sucking marks and love bites that would show up tomorrow, he began unbuttoning your trousers, pushing them and your underwear down over your hips until they pooled at your ankles.
Gasping, you couldn’t help but shiver at the way his moustache and stubble rubbed against your skin, sending sparks of pleasure shooting down your spine. Stepping out of the restricting clothes, you kicked them to the side, not caring where they went just as long as Keeli kept his mouth on you.
“Come on cyare, hop on the bed” he instructed, pulling away enough to begin working on his own bottoms.
“Aye, Captain!” you saluted, sending him a teasing wink as you got on the bed, piling the pillows up against the headboard so you could get comfy. He rolled his eyes, grabbing your ankles and pulling you down the bed slightly. You couldn’t help but giggle as you were laid out for him on your bed.
Keeli kicked off his own bottoms and looked at you, stopping for a moment to take you in. His hard cock twitched as he shook his head in wonder. “I’m so lucky to have you, cyare” he breathed, trailing his fingers feather-light up your leg. The touch was almost reverent as he seemed to get lost in you.
“Keeli” you encouraged, holding out your hand to help him up onto the bed. Your face was flushed from embarrassment at how he looked at you, nobody had looked at you as softly and loving as Keeli had. He saw you, the person who you were, the good and the bad and accepted it all. He chose to love every part of you, even if you didn’t love them yourself.
He took your hand in his own, the large and warm calloused hands felt so right in your own. This was exactly what you needed after today.
Scooting up the bed, he lay a gentile kiss onto your collarbone, directly over a mark that was starting to blossom on your skin. He continued to lay kisses down your chest, into the valley of your breasts before looping back down underneath them, tongue sliding out to run underneath the curve of them. He took in your sigh of delight, feeling proud that he could make you feel like this. That he could take your stresses away from you and get you to relax.
“I love the way you sound when I touch you like this” he mumbled against your skin, not willing to pull too far away as he kissed around your breast, getting closer and closer to your nipple.
“Keeli” you sighed, hand running over the short bristles of his hair and down to the nape of his neck, tugging him closer. A moan escaped you as his wet, hot mouth descended on your nipple, his tongue flicking over the nub and devoting his attention to it. The suction and heat sent your hips bucking against his stomach, eager to feel more of his talented mouth.
He gave one last powerful suck before he moved across to your other breast, giving it the same amount of attention as the first. His hand slid over your stomach, enjoying the soft skin that was under his hand. He didn’t venture lower, not yet, he was too focused on making you feel good.
“More Keeli, please, I want you to touch me” you moaned, bucking your hips up and trying to push down on his shoulders to get him to move; as the tingles and sparks that was spreading from his attention to your breasts was making you wetter and wetter.
“I am touching you, love” he reminded, grazing a nipple with his teeth that had you clutching at his shoulders instead, digging your nails into him.
“Don’t tease me, not today” you pouted, hoping that would convince him.
Keeli looked up, noting the pout and leaned up to give you a chaste kiss on those lips.
“Alright pretty girl, you don’t need teasing today. I’ll make you feel good, make you forget about everything apart from us, right here in our bed” he assured, resting his elbow by your head so he could be close to you. Cupping your cheek, he made sure you kept your eyes on his brown orbs. His other hand slid down your stomach, exploring fingers dipping into your curves and venturing lower and lower to the apex of your legs.
You widened them automatically, keen to give him as much room as he needed. The first brush of his fingers against your clit had you gasping softly up into him, your breaths mixing together as he hovered over you. You could see the smile tugging on Keeli’s lips at your reaction. But he kept going, sliding his fingers through your folds, collecting the slick that had already leaked from you.
“Look how wet you are for me, love. Can’t believe how lucky I am. You always respond so beautifully when I touch you, or kiss you” he smiled, pressing his slick covered fingers back to your bundle of nerves.
“Oh! Keeli!” you breathed, chest pressing into his as you ran your hands up and down his chest.
“You sound so sweet, mesh’la” he whispered, nuzzling his face into your own. “Bet you taste it too” he added, lifting his fingers up to his mouth so you could see. He took them into his mouth, eagerly licking the taste of your slick from him and closing his eyes as he moaned.
You couldn’t look away from his obscene action, heat flaring in you at just how clearly he was enjoying himself. You did that to him. Just the taste of you could make him rock his hardened length against your thigh and for him to sound like he was tasting heaven. It filled you with pride and you couldn’t help but feel even more aroused at how much you affected him.
“Can I taste you, love?” he asked, peppering kisses along your jaw.
“You better!” you gasped, causing him to chuckle against your skin.
“A good Captain always follows orders” he grinned, nipping at your ear before sliding down your body until he was between your legs. He seemed to sigh in relief at being this close to you, as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh. “So beautiful, so perfect for me, mesh’la” he whispered in awe before he hooked his arms underneath your thighs and pulled you closer to his face.
You let out a little yelp as you were pulled further down the bed, your hands coming to clutch at the pillow that was supporting your head.
“Oh” Keeli gasped, meeting your gaze from between your legs. “That is a beautiful sight. Never gonna forget how you look just like this” he said in awe.
“Keeli, stop” you groaned, covering your face with your hands to hide away from his heavy, lust filled eyes.
“Why? You’re stunning cyare, inside and out. I can’t help but notice” he shrugged, rubbing soothing circles on your thighs.
“It’s embarrassing” you mumbled, shaking your head.
“You should be worshipped, love. Every inch of you should be revered, and I intend to show you just how devoted a follower I am” he promised, hooking your thighs over his broad shoulders, spreading your legs a little wider for him.
His hot breath gently caressed your lower lips, stimulating you further and causing your legs to quiver slightly. Even without him touching you or doing anything, Keeli affected you so much. Just using his words was enough to have your heart clenching at this amazing man. The fact that he was so devoted, so loving towards you made you want to keep him here, safe with you. You wanted to give him only the good things in life after all the hardships he had been through.
However, all thoughts went out the window as he licked a long stripe from your opening up to your clit. Your hands clenched in the sheets, a loud cry falling from your lips at the brush of his tongue against you. His stubble rubbed delightfully against your thighs as he began to eat you out with earnest, tongue circling your entrance before probing in slightly and then withdrawing.
Your hips bucked up into his face, legs widening as much as they could to get him to press his face deeper into your core. A cry of his name echoed around your bedroom, and you couldn’t care less that your elderly neighbour next door would shoot you a disapproving look the next time you saw her. All that mattered now was Keeli and the way his tongue was pushing into you, gathering as much of your arousal as he could and moaning at the taste. The vibrations sent you clutching at his back, scratching pink marks against his bronzed skin and you were rewarded with more groans and gasps against you.
“That’s it, that’s my good girl” he growled, eyes slid shut as he sucked your labia into his mouth, the bottom half of his face wet with your juices.
“FUCK! KEELI!” you gasped, hips rolling into his face as he took your clit into his mouth. You felt untethered, like a ship in a raging storm as you felt your orgasm building and building. An arm came down to land across your hips, stilling them and pinning you further down into the mattress as he kept working at the swollen nub with flicks of his tongue and gentle suction.
Your legs squeezed round his head as he entered a finger into your entrance, your walls clenching around the intrusion. He was pushing you towards your release and he barely seemed to want to come up for air. His fingers thrust into you at a steady pace, twisting and curling until you let out a loud cry, fighting against the restraining hold he had of you.
Deciding that he had indeed found that pleasure spot inside of you, he pressed another finger inside and curled them just right. Moaning at the flood of slick that escaped from you with every pull of his fingers, Keeli knew that you were close, and not just from the way your walls was clinging around him. He could hear how your breaths caught in your throat, coming out in little sobs and huffs rather than loud cries now as pleasure washed through you. It had been so long since he had been able to do this, to taste you and watch as you approached your release. You were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
When he entered a third finger inside of you, combined with a harsh suck on your clit, he pushed you over the edge. A loud wail of his name was ripped out of your throat as you bucked into him, vision going white as you shook at the intensity of your release. Keeli continued to suck and thrust his fingers as much as he could inside of you as you quivered around him, pushing you close to the edge of too much before backing away and licking up the evidence of your release.
Pushing his head away from you as you began to become oversensitive, you panted heavily, looking up at the ceiling as you tried to recover from one of the best orgasm he had given you.
Making sure not to overstimulate you further, Keeli gently rose off your body. Your eyes met his delighted ones, and you noticed that his lower face was now covered with your release. He smiled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“How are you feeling cyare?” he asked, checking in with you.
“I’ve missed you” you admitted. The words weren’t the ones you wanted to say but the sentiment was too strong to resist. You had missed him. Not just because of the sex and the amazing orgasms you could have. But you missed his smile, the way his eyes danced with his happiness, the way he made you feel safe and loved just by being in his very presence. You had missed the love you had built up together and the way he seemed to shine in that love.
“I missed you too, cyare” he vowed, leaning forward to kiss you. You groaned at the taste of yourself on his tongue as he brushed hair away from your sweaty forehead.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him down into you, letting him fall in between your legs. His chest was pressed against yours, his weight, a comforting and familiar feeling against you. Your tongues danced together as your legs entangled, keeping him with you for as long as you could.
“Do you want to continue?” he asked, hips rolling against yours and sliding between your folds, nudging at your clit.
“Please, want to make you feel good” you nodded, cupping his cheek and nuzzling your nose against his.
“You always make me feel good, you’re amazing without even trying” he told you, smiling as you ducked your head into his neck. He could feel the heat radiating from you at your blush.
Keeli reached down to his hardened length, notching the head of his cock at your entrance. Even though he may have prepared you for him with his mouth and fingers, he knew he might be a bit of a stretch after so long away. With your confirming nod, Keeli slowly pushed inside of you, gritting his teeth against the heat that surrounded him.
You whined, fingers tensing along his back as you took in a few deep shuddering breaths at the feel of him filling you. He wasn’t a small man by any means, and it had been a long deployment. But the stretch was making you feel hot, and you had to resist bucking into him to get him further inside of you.
“Doing so well for me, cyare” he whispered, laying kisses along your cheeks and your forehead.
The sweet gesture helped you relax even more and he bottomed out inside of you, letting you adjust to the feel of his thick length. You could see how hard he was clenching his jaw as your walls squeezed and tensed around him, he was trying so hard not to cum, to not let this be over sooner than the both of you would like. Trailing your hands down to his hips, you ran soothing strokes over them before reaching to give his arse cheeks a light squeeze.
“I’m okay, you can move now” you assured him, leaning up to kiss at his feathering jaw.
Keeli let out a puff of air before he slowly pulled his cock out of you. Your breath hitched at the slow drag of his cock against your walls before he pushed back in. Setting a slow but powerful rhythm that had your release building up once more.
He pulled back to look between you, the controlled movement of his hips as he pressed into the tight clutch of your opening had him feeling breathless at how easy you both fit together. That you were made for each other. “So beautiful, so perfect for me mesh’la” he murmured, almost in a daze as he watched the way your face changed with each thrust inside of you.
“Keeli! Kriffing hells!” you whined, hooking your legs further up his hips, trying to pull him deeper into you.
“I know mesh’la, you’re taking me so well after so long away” he soothed, laying back down over you and covering you with his body.
It felt like you couldn’t catch your breath, with every thrust of his hips into yours, he was driving more and more of your thoughts away. You couldn’t focus on anything but him and you in the moment. The way he was laying kisses in the crook of your neck, soft mumblings of praise falling from his lips that you couldn’t quite understand but appreciated nonetheless.
Squeezing your thigh that was wrapped around his waist, Keeli rolled his hips into yours, pressing his cock even deeper into you, determined to hit that spot that had you clutching at him.
A cry left your lips as he hit that spot that had your body flaring heat from head to toe. You were close, you could feel it. Keeli was stoking the fire higher and higher as his rolling hips brushed your clit, stimulating you even further.
“You’re incredible, cyare. Can never get enough of you, love you so much” he praised, voice tightening as he felt his own release approaching.
You echoed the words back to him, squeezing at his shoulders and clinging onto him as tight as you can, meeting his thrust with your own. It drove him deeper inside of you, massaging that rough patch at the front of your walls. You were right on the edge, all you needed was just a tiny bit more before you would fall into bliss.
“So good, sweetheart” he smiled, brushing your hair away from your face, as a hand slipped in between you to rub circles on your bundle of nerves just above where you were joined.
That was all it took as you shattered around him, nails digging in as you writhed under him, his name shouted into your room for all to hear.
The feel of you clutching and shaking around his cock had Keeli following you, release spurting inside of you and stimulating you further as you felt the warm heat inside. Your name fell from his lip like a prayer as he caught himself from falling on top of you, energy seeped out from him.
You rolled over to your sides, still wrapped around each other as you caught your breath, trying to come back down to earth from your love making. Stroking soothing patterns up his arms and gazing into his sleepy eyes, you couldn’t help but beam at him.
“Feeling better?” he inquired, voice hoarse and rumbling as the day’s event caught up to him.
“Hmm, don’t even remember what I was stressing about” you grinned playfully, thumb gliding over his sharp cheekbones.
“Ah, my work is done then” he teased, chuckling at your eye roll in reply.
“Go to sleep, you have plenty of time before dinner is ready” you assured him, knowing he must be feeling exhausted after debrief and finally coming home after all that time away. You pulled away, grimacing at the mess you felt in between your legs as his softened cock slipped loose.
However Keeli grumbled, wrapping his arms around you and tugging you back into his chest. “No… don’t want you to leave. Want to hold you in my arms as I sleep” he complained, pulling you flush against him.
“What about dinner? It’ll go to waste” you protested, sinking into his arms. He grinned in victory and placed a kiss on your head.
“I’m sure we can order take out, sweetheart. This is all I need at the moment” he assured, nuzzling his face into your neck. “You’re all that I could need” he murmured quietly, sinking into the warmth of you pressed against him, the smell of you enveloping him in the sense of home and comfort he had missed while he had been away.
“Alright then, just for a bit” you mumbled around a yawn, squeezing the arms around you as you let your eyes close.
