Those Who Fight Together - part 1
Summary: Introduction of undescribed Jedi female meeting The Bad Batch in 3rd person and story set up. 🖤Smut with a Plot🖤
Characters: Reaper (nicked of undescribed 1st person), The Bad Batch (Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker and Crosshair) and some other clones
Warning: NSFW towards the middle, Crude Language, Hook Up’s, PiV Smut, Walked in On, mild mention of Rank
Word Count: 3.1k
Part 2
18+ NO MINORS
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You had already read the files on each of them but there was always more to a person then heartless paperwork. Cody brought them and was excited to show you them. They were standing in line at attention when you walked up. You eyed each of them up and down letting your eyes trail over their muscle and various distinct features. You grabbed the cyborg known as Echo by the chin and titled his head back and forth so you could admire the implants letting him go and moved on to the next one, it was the first time you had ever seen a clone with corrective googles, Tech, you tried to stick you’re finger between the band and his head but it didn’t budge. Useful. Looking up at a big musclier clone, Wrecker, made you feel slightly uncomfortable you didn’t even know they could be made like that and wondered if everything about him was big. You poked the hardness of his arm, you let out a small hmph. The next one was doing his best to hide a very obvious grimace, Crosshair, you stared into his eyes and saw nothing but darkness staring back. This one was going to be annoying and a buzzkill. The next one was leader of the group, Hunter, being aware of his enhanced senses you very gently tilted his face to the side so you could get a good look at the skull tattoo on his face. Stepping away from them you put your hands behind your back. The thought of being stuck with five hot me for who knows how long made your heart in lower places skip a beat. Definitely going to have to get this out of my system first.
“What was that about?” Wrecker said looking at where you poked him.
“You boys are heading out with General Reaper to recover a lost Jedi artifact that would be very dangerous in sSeparatist hands,” Cody said with a small grin, “Maybe we’ll all go out for drinks when you get back. Good luck and try to have fun with them” he said to you before turning and leaving you with what was suppose to be the best squad for the job.
You stripped off the traditional black robes, much to their surprise and to expose the sleek armor underneath. You put your lightsabers in a side pocket and reached for your blaster holsters from the pack you left by Cody’s feet during the inspection. Two small blasters on your sides and a longer on your hip. You rolled up the robe up and shoved it in the pack, swinging it into place on your back letting it latch.
“Sergeant Hunter, prepare the ship for a run into the depths of the outter rim. Make sure we got enough of everything to be stranded for a couple weeks. Now if anyone needs me, I’m off to 79’s come get me when you’re done,” you said looking at the ship a few clicks away, “Also paint over that, where we’re going you don’t identifiable markings like that,” you said with a small whistle at the senator artwork they had done.
The big boy sighed but nodded. You sprinted off in the direction Cody headed and managed to catch up with him. You wrapped your arm around his neck and rubbed your knuckles into his hair distressing it, his boys were of course watching and they were very aware of how much you liked to embarrass them.
You pointed at the nearest clone who was staring, “Keep staring and you’ll be next Boil.” All of the other clones put their heads down and didn’t want to be the next victim of your sisterly taunting.
“General,” Cody said maneuvering out of your hold, “What was that for,” he said fixing his hair and putting his helmet on so you couldn’t do it again.
“The squad you gave me looks like a bunch of sticks in the mud, you know how boring this assignment is going to be?” You said crossing your arms, “What am I suppose to do with a group of guys who look like they can’t have a good time?”
“Commanders Wolffe’s team has been pulled for assignment after their shore day today.”
“The pack is at 79’s?!”
“Oh no.”
“Come on let’s go,” you said yanking his arm practically out of his socket.
“Have to check in with General Kenobi first.”
“Master?!” Your face lit up.
You hummed temple rhymes as we entered the command room to find Obi looking over a data pad. When he heard your hum he turned around and his face light up. It had been a while since you trained under him but he was definitely fond of your unorthodox methods.
“It’s been awhile. Nice to see you’re still forgoing traditional entire.”
“More comfortable,” you chipped with a shrug, “not every tradition needs to be followed to the letter.”
“Just try not to get into much trouble this time.”
“She’s walking trouble,” Cody mumbled.
“Commander, have fun we can have this meeting when she ships out.”
“Wooot, let’s go cause trouble,” which got a major eye roll from Obi.
Cody ushered me towards the unsuspecting speeders tucked away in a corner, you always wondered how the clones snuck out time to time. You let out an audible laugh flinging your leg over it and starting it. There is no way the higher ups didn’t know these were here because they had the signature squadron colors on them it would definitely be hard to miss the bright orange, blue and green color amongst the white ships. You were surprised however they would turned a blind eye to it. You and Cody raced towards 79’s. Switching off the bike letting it drift to a stop and jumped off just as it stilled. Cody rolled his eyes, he knew it was his treat. We walked in to find the boys huddled in the back eating with fresh drinks.
“Loose Lips,” Wolffe grinned.
“She embarrassed me in front of all the boys already,” Cody said putting his hands up before sliding into their booth.
“I’ll grab us some drinks,” you said already walking off to the counter.
“What’s a girl like you doing in a boring place like this,” a shiny said his finger doing a circle in the air motioning to be on the only non clone on the premises.
“General, what can I get ya?” The bar tending clone said walking over.
“Just two drinks, managed to drag Mr. boring bones in during his shift,” I smiled watching the color drain from the shiny’s face, “because just like you, I’m a soldier who needs a night out,” you said grabbing the two drinks and winking at him.
“Darren giving you a rough time?” Wolffe said raising an eyebrow, at who was obviously one of his shinys.
“Nah, it was kind of cute. Definitely better than the last one,” chugging half the glass down in one go, “might be cuter after a couple of these,” you said spinning the liquid in the glass staring at the embarrassed trooper when you noticed the two grey stripes down his sleeve. Hmph, wonder what he did to earn that most clones didn’t have marks on their regular clothing.
“This time don’t leave your strays forgetting where they left their civvies. There are only so many half truths I can come up with,” Wolffe said rolling his eyes.
Somehow you were always getting in trouble with one of his men, they we’re different from the rest. While all clones basically looked alike, they definitely didn’t think alike and he usually always got the toughest and smartest ones.
You bashed your lashes at him in a joking manner, “I would do no such thing,” but everyone knew they was a lie.
After a few more drinks everyone was having fun, arm wrestling each other and seeing how long it took to wake up after a stun shot. Ironically you beat them all by being able to wake up with in a perfect four minutes even though they spent stunning each other for fun, but not surprisingly Wolffe was four minutes and eleven seconds and Cody in third place like always.
“One of these days I’ll best you for time.”
“Only in your dreams.”
“I’ll get us another round,” you said letting them jokingly bicker at each other.
Darren was still sitting at the counter drinking alone, you walked over to him out of curiosity, “why aren’t you with your brothers?”
“Ever been stuck in the barracks with your brothers for weeks on end? Sometimes quiet is the new sanity,” then it clicks with him you’re not a clone, “or stuck with anyone for that long,” he quickly added.
“I have and you’re right, I don’t know how I don’t smother them time to time. What are the stripes about?”
“I’m daring,” he said with annoyed coated laugh, “During training I never followed the regulation path so it’s just a reminder to think outside the lines.”
You looked over at the pack exchanging credits on what probably bets about how the night would end. Wolffe gave you a tiny thumbs up when none of them were looking. A little hmph escaped your mouth, wasn’t often they approved of your mischievous behavior. Slipped the bar tender a few extra credits, he laughed and nodded off towards the back room handing you two more drinks.
“Coming,” you purred to Darren as you got up.
“Just try to be quiet,” the bar tender whispered.
The gambling lounge tucked around the back was empty, the gambling tables mostly empty but for abandoned wagers left out. The shiny gulped down his drink, so you gulped down yours. You didn’t know why you found clones so attractive, maybe it the was the caramel eyes or perfect smiles.
He was breathing deeply trying to figure you out, his heart fluttering when he watched you down the drink. His heart raced faster when you stepped closer to him, you were staring up at him with a mischievous smile. Might have been his first time around a woman but you definitely peaked his interest.
You fiddled with his civvies, pulling off his gloves one at a time with your teeth and then removed his cap in one swoop exposing deep brown hair with some dyed grey streaks running threw it. Yep, you thought, definitely one of pack. Running your hand up his chest you could feel the race in his heart as the muscles underneath refused to hide anything. He helped by unfastening his shirt so his bare chest was exposed, letting you run your fingers up and down his chest. While clones weren’t born with the urge to reproduce, they definitely dance with a little a little bit of help. You slowly took off each of your blasters and holsters and set them down and kicking them away. You placed his hands on the straps of your legging, allowing him to set the pace if he wanted to take them off. You looked down definitely noting that it got his attention, that your certain favourite part was starting to bulge out. Before you gave him time to decide, you chose you didn’t need pants right now. You bought one of your legs up to his side, letting the other hold you up so you could slowly grind into that bulge. He run his fingers around your leg, feeling the hidden muscle underneath.
“Should we really be doing this General?” He said red glowing over his cheeks.
“Consider it an order if you want too,” you whispered in his ear feeling him fill out more under you.
You pulled him over to the sofa taking off his pants, leaving his bare legs and other things exposed. Slowly you took off the panties you were wearing and pushed him down onto the couch. Gently you played with his choobies watching his dick pulse with the sensation. A small moan escaped him, dragging your finger up you grabbed firmly around his member. You pumped it up and down with a tiny twist watch the euphoria spread across his face. His breathing hitched, he was getting close. How cute. You angled yourself above him and slammed yourself down on him as hard as you could. A loud ahhh escaped him with the new sensation, something warm and wet hugging him in all of the right places. You brought your mouth to his to muffle the moans escaping both of you as you bounced up and down him, he was definitely hard enough to make your walls twitch around his added girth. One of hands traced the back of your neck tickling your spine, you bit down on his lip gently but forcibly.
“General-“ he panted between kisses, “what’s that feeling-“
“Just enjoy it Trooper,” you purred kissing down his neck maybe biting a little to hard at the base of his neck. A little mark to give his brothers something to talk about.
His hands reached for your hips almost pleading to be pushed over what was probably a very short ledge. You could see the blissful tension in his face and feel his dick squirming in you. You teased him a little bit by slowing down, his nails dug into you causing you’re own warm fluid to kiss the tip of his dick. You started shaking, it’s been a while since you last came. He picked you up and laid you down on the gambling table, it was just the perfect height for him to be standing in front you where you could see his chest and face. You let out a small giggle, as he brought one your legs to his shoulders. You could feel him pressing deeper in you, he kissed your ankle and cupped your hips with both of his hands squeezing. You started to feeling more warmth gathering and your vagina squeezing around him.
“Harder” you panted squirming under him.
“Like this” he asked like he was asking for your approval as he pulled himself out and then slammed into your cervix.
“Mhm,” you moaned as he slammed into your cervix again a little hard this time.
We’re both were to busy feeling each other when Tech walked in to the trooper to cumming in you “General” he said panting while digging into my hips, his eyes looking at you in wonder.
As much as you kept wanting to stare at his beauty, your head leaned back to see a shocked expression and horrified on Tech face, “Took you boys long enough,” I squeaked in between the convulsions of the orgasms, “I’ll be out in a bit.”
“Excuse me,” Tech staring down promptly at his data pad and backing out.
You heard a muffled “I warned you,” from the other side of the door.
You looked back up to see the mortified look on the troopers face who was just starting to go soft inside you, you leaned up very carefully to touch his face, “Hey don’t sweat it,” you said gently pulling him out and nibbled on his ear lobe, “when I get back I’ll make it up to you.”
You grabbed one of the old towels and put it inbetween my legs for the cum to dripped onto.
“Why are you waiting for them?” He asked his warm composure coming back.
“A trip to the outter rim to retrieve an ancient Jedi artifact.”
“I’m going get dressed, before someone else walks in. CT-9732 when you get back,” he said leaning down and kissing you again, slightly getting better each time.
Your eyes trailed the forms of his body, the muscle and curvature of the definition. It almost made you want him to take again before leaving. You sighed and finished sitting forward for the rest of the cum to noisily drip out. You stood up holding the towel under you making sure it was done, and it was. You rolled up the towel and hide it under the table. The trooper gave you one more look with a huge blush a crossed his face, before leaving. You couldn’t remember the last time someone blushed over you like that. You fastened your armor back on so you could face the awaiting embarrassment outside of the room. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, it wasn’t the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened; at least it wasn’t Obi. You plastered a dumb smile on your face and found your way back to where Cody and Wolffe were waiting.
“I told you he wouldn’t mark her, hand over the credits.”
“He’s definitely… different,” you said accidentally letting a small blush appear across your face and you’re voice was almost dreamy.
Wolffe handed the credits back to Cody, “told ya.”
“Regs,” Crosshair scowled walking over looking at who your choice was with the rest of the batch. His eyes beamed down at you, trying to pierce you with his anger and… something carnal.
“We’ll go out for drinks and maybe some drunk racing when I get back, you boys take care and tell Obi I said good luck on Mistori.”
“How did you-“ Cody said, “Right.”
I laughed, “Alright come on boys let’s get out of here.”
Tech didn’t even look at me, his face was glued to his datapad very obviously trying hide embarrassment? It was almost kind of cute. Thinking about it, you wondered if Hunter could smell the hormones and sex on you. It kind of made you a little turned on thinking about it. Tech was unfortunately the tour guide of the Marauder, never once looking at you, but showed you where the bunks were and the room they cleared out for you not knowing exactly what a female or Jedi needs.
“I think we need to talk about the Bantha in the room,” you said stepping infront of him.
“It’s a natural biological need, although I was unaware that the Regs could feel such a need because it wasn’t something we were designed to do. It was definitely data I did not need nor a position I needed to see my commanding officer in.”
“I’m going to trapped here with a bunch of guys for week, you do have to admit it was the best option at the time.”
“That… Yes actually was for the best,” he said looking up but not quiet looking at me either, “I would however use the refresher and get cleaned up. If I can still smell it on you, Hunter most definitely can.”
That was hot. “Yeah, point me in the direct.”
He lead me to a small room with, “be quick”, he said practically shoving my inside and shutting the door.
You rolled your eyes and peeled off your armor & let it hit the floor piece by piece. Just incase they were listening, however you didn’t know if it was to prove a point you were going to clean up or to tease them. As soon as you stepped in the shower you realized the other side of the shower were the boy’s bunk because you pressed your ear up against the wall you could hear a mild wet noise and a whispered ‘kark’ as a moan. It wasn’t long until you lifted your leg a little bit where you could play with yourself until you heard the other side finish with an almost intentional splat against the wall.
