In which you (GN) and Echo discuss next steps. Takes place at the end of TBB. Sweet and fluff and a love confession on a beach??? Whaaaaat???
(also lemme know how you like the "you" vs third person reader inserts. I'm currently writing Cat and Mouse pt 4, so I'm trying to decide how I do that! I personally don't like "you" when i read, but if yall do I am flexible!)
The beach was a ways away from the middle of town, but you could still hear the sounds of celebration. Your toes dug into the sand, the gentle waves filling the holes they left behind. It was surreal. Your body felt empty and light, but also... tired.
You were done. For now.
Unanswered questions looped around your mind again. Sacrifices were made, and they could not be undone after the war. It was always hard to come to terms with, but somehow coming to terms with the end was harder, in ways. If your largest battle was finished, was it a gulp of fresh air or the finale of an aria?
What did you even know outside of war at this point? The breeze that tugged at your face promised a vague hint of hope, but...
"There you are."
You didn't bother turning all the way- you knew Echo's voice anywhere, even across a ship full of his brothers. You smiled, softer than you felt. "I needed a breather."
"I could tell." There was a soft scuff, shoe against a rock, and a soft thump that followed as Echo landed softly in the sand. "It's quieter over here, anyway." He padded over gently, moving meticulously. That was Echo as everyone knew him. Quiet and thoughtful, but brave, honorable, independent. Sassy when someone needed it, and he had a sense of humor that could appeal to everyone. Echo was loyal to a fault- dying once and then being willing to die again for the brothers that took him in.
He was legendary among clones. But he was just... Echo.
You finally cast him a glance, smiling when he met your gaze readily. After a shared moment, a pause, you chuckled and shook your head softly. "What are we, Echo?"
"What do you mean?"
You closed your eyes and tried to stead yourself. The waves were moving, lapping closer, but not quite reaching the two of you in the close moment. It was a welcome guest, but you were fine that it hadn't invaded the intimate space yet. You steeled yourself, blinking quietly as you fought off a prickle of tears at the corner of your eye. "All I've ever known- and all you've ever known, I would think- has been war. Fighting. Being soldiers." The shrug you gave was helpless.
The words hung in midair. They stayed for a while, the silence of them almost louder than the incoming tide or birds flying by. You blinked, a hand reaching up and touching your cheek to pull away with a wet tear. "Oh," You said, not quite realizing you had been crying.
Echo reached out quickly. He touched your back, the human hand landing on you. "Hey." He said. "There's no rush."
"I know, but-"
"Fighting will always exist. You'll find something to fight for." He licked his lips, brows narrowing in determination. "Tomorrow."
Your lips drew into a smile. You nodded, faith falling into place. "Yeah," You muttered, as sound returned to the world. "Tomorrow."
How long ago did he bring you in? You had no idea, and honestly, time doesn't seem that important right now. The longer you're here, the less amount of time you felt has passed.
It was maddening, being in here all alone; it was so cold and so white.
There was no color other than whatever clothing you had on before, and if you got a cut, but there was nothing to cause them. This whole place was empty!
You've walked in so many different ways, you weren't even sure if you were walking.
What if you've been walking in circles?
After a while of it, you decided to just quit. You didn't want to do it anymore.
Finally, after you don't even know how long, you heard sounds.
Footsteps.
When you looked up, you saw it was him. It was the one that trapped you in here. Echo stared at you, a frown on his face.
His bright red scarf was almost blinding compared to everything else. The 'blood' on his shirt and face was too.
"W-What…What are you doing here?" You ask, sounding nervous.
"I wanted to check on you… how are you doing?" he walks over, reaching out to touch you but you flinched away from him.
"Don't touch me!" You snap. "You locked me in here, w…what is wrong with you?"
He pulls his hand away, looking at you. He looked hurt, and if you didn't go through all of this, you would have almost felt bad. You didn't.
“I-I just want you to love me!” He says, quickly, and puts his hands on his chest. "I wanted to protect you; do you really think that you could have made it in the multiverse without me? All of the… all of those abominations were spreading, you were one of the only pure ones left, Y/n" he was starting to glitch worse, and he reaches up putting his hands on the sides of his head. "I did everything to make sure that you were safe. I can't be the bad guy in this, Y/n"
He noticed you backing away from him, and that seemed to be what broke him. He lowers his arms, staring at you for a few seconds. "You're going to be here until I say y-you're allowed to leave" his voice glitched as he spoke, then he turned, and started to walk off.
You hold your arms around yourself, shaking. What was happening?
This is a 18+ fic, anyone who is under the age of 18 please do not read this!
Summary: You and Echo go undercover at a big business formal party involving the Trade Federation. You are to try to learn about a lead that the Separatists might be making a new type of droid against the clones. Some things don’t turn out as planned.
Author's Notes: THIS TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE! It started out simple and it just kept going. I had some other ideas for this but this was getting to the point where it was personally too long for a one-shot for me. Please enjoy. Feedback is obviously greatly appreciated! Also, people requested that I start up a ping list. If you want to join it for fics like this or my little head canon posts like my One Bed Trope Post please let me know!
Tags: 18+, NSFW, Friends to Lovers, Fingering, Kissing, Creampie, Nudity, Smut, Vaginal Sex, First Kiss, Formal Wear, Mutual Pinning, Dancing, Some Fluff, Some Alcohol, Love Bites
Word Count: 8.3k
AO3: Link
“Is everyone ready?” You questioned as you looked around at the five men standing in front of you, “Once we go inside, there’s no turning back.”
There was a small series of nods from the members of the Bad Batch, all of them looking fairly confident in the job that they were about to perform. You all were to sneak into a Trade Federation formal party here at a hotel in Coruscant. Being a spy for the Republic during the Clone Wars, this was a fairly typical mission for you, but this certain mission required a team. You loved being able to get Clone Force 99 to help you when they were available.
Your target was a man by the name of Redarr Berenk, who was high up in the rankings under Nute Gunray's personal team of coworkers. You were to blend in with the party and seek out Redarr and gather as much information as you could about the rumors of a new model of battle droid being in the works. If the rumors are true, it will cause much deviation to all the clones battling out on the front lines.
"We should be landing shortly," Tech announced once he sat himself back in the pilot's seat.
"Good. Once we land, Echo and I will go in the front door to check in and the rest of you will wait for me at the back so we can sneak you in." You said calmly, your hand resting on the back of the pilot's seat, watching Tech pilot the Havoc Marauder to its designated landing platform. The ship landed with a groan and a hiss, it was a very minimal landing compared to other landings Tech had done with you aboard. Only you and Echo stepped off the ship. The rest of Clone Force 99 stayed hidden and silent on the ship. You walk through the front doors with Echo right behind you. You were dressed in what was considered business casual for someone who works with or for the senators of the grand Republic. Echo was in his usual kit, acting as a bodyguard for you who was specially commissioned by the senators of the Republic.
“Checking in?” The twi'lek clerk asked behind the desk; She barely looked up from her terminal in front of her.
“Yes. My rooms should be under the name Jay Lanni.” You said calmly falling easily into a professional facade like you have done on many missions before, “If it is not under that, try under Senator Riyo Chuchi. I am here representing her on this occasion, after all.”
The twi’lek glanced up from her terminal, her purple eyes looking at you and then glancing over your shoulder at Echo who stood behind you, “If it is just the two of you, why are you getting two rooms?”
You acted offended, “Well, ma’am, that is none of your business. I very much like my own privacy, if you are that persistent in your curiosity.”
The cleric flinched a little, realizing her mistake, and quietly started to continue her job of checking you into your rooms. She was fairly quick in handing you your keys, shyly telling you to have a nice stay. You thanked her and walked away with Echo following you right behind you. You heard Echo activate his comlink in his headpiece when he saw that there was no one around to hear them, “We have the keys, be ready at the back door.”
“Very good.” You hear Tech’s voice as you activated your own, “I have currently disabled all cameras on our route to our rooms. Hopefully, we will not raise any suspicion.”
“Good job. Hey Wrecker, remember that this is a stealth mission right now. So no sounds.” You respond calmly, making your way over to the back entrance, hearing a small whine from the big man over the comm channel. You looked around your surroundings of the luxury apartment and made sure the coast was clear before tapping the hotel key on the door panel to open the glass door. It swished open and the rest of the boys made their way into the building. With you on point and Hunter bringing up the rear, you guide the squad through the rich hallways to the elevator to take you all to the floor level where your rooms were.
The elevator pinged to your floor and everyone piled out, making it quick to the doors assigned to you and the rest of the squad. You handed one of the keys to the first room to Hunter and you went to the other. You watched Hunter open the first room and the rest of Clone Force 99 pushed their way into the hotel room, you opened your own with ease and closed the door behind you. Luckily this room had easy access to the room next to you with the other boys. You opened the door that connected the two rooms and was greeted by Crosshair who just gave you a small smirk and moved away.
Both rooms were identical, minus the fact that they mirrored each other. Both of them had two large luxury beds, covered in very plush comforters and pillows. They both had huge bathrooms that had walk-in showers and deep bathtubs. The balconies that each room had were perfect for Crosshair’s part of the mission. He was to sit on another building and watch from afar with his sniper rifle, there to cause a distraction if things went a little haywire. Plus, he is your first eye in the sky with Tech who will be watching from the cameras. Wrecker and Hunter will be on standby, ready to charge in and get Echo and yourself out of the event if things went a little too crazy. Which you hope won't happen.
"I'm going to scout," Crosshair announced, moving to the balcony door, and grabbing his rifle.
"Wait," You called, stopping him in the doorway and handing him one of the room keys. He gave you a small nod and then climbed over the ledge to scout out a spot for him to set up and watch the event from afar. Tech started to set up his little hacker station on a desk in one of the rooms already working on getting into the camera system to monitor everything.
"Hey, can we order food?" Wrecker piped in, already settling himself on one of the lush beds, his big body stretching out over it. You tell him sure and toss a tablet to him so he could order food for everyone. He smiles and instantly starts doing so. You go to your bag of stuff and head to the bathroom in the room that was not fully occupied by clones, “I’m going to start getting ready. Let me know when the tailored delivery is here.”
You hear an affirmative and leave the boys to their own devices. You know that more than likely, they will either be really good and everything will still be in one piece, or they will have everything scattered everywhere in a mess. Hopefully, the first option considering how nice the place is, but you know eventually they all will get bored.
They seemed to be quiet for about an hour until you heard a soft knock on the bathroom door you left open. You glance up from the reflection of yourself over to Echo standing in the doorway holding two garment bags. You hopped down from the spot you were sitting on the counter where you were working on your makeup and walked over to him, taking one of the bags that was labeled for you.
“Thank you.” You hummed, moving to hang up the bag, “Actually, while you’re here, can you help me with my holster?”
You reached over and grabbed your thigh holster that would eventually hold a blaster that could be easily concealed under your skirt. You were already wearing your legging shorts that would be under your dress.
“Just need help with tightening it.” You explain lightly to the clone standing in front of you. He barely seemed hesitant, moving to hang up the bag that had his specialty-made tux for him for this event. He kneeled in front of you and took the holster from your hands.
“You sure this isn’t a two-handed kind of job?” Echo teases, lightly reaching out to wrap the holster around your left thigh. You reached down, helping him place it where you wanted on your thigh.
“Very funny.” You snorted, pulling on the straps, getting the holster tight enough so it won't move around on your thigh or fall with the added weight of the blaster. Once it was tight enough, Echo removed his touch from your thigh and stood up giving you a small smile.
Out of all the clones you had ever worked with on your missions, Echo has always been the clone you have been the most comfortable around. There had been many late nights while traveling on the Havoc Marauder where you and Echo curled up in the gunner's mount, quietly conversing like teenagers about anything and everything. In the mornings, one of the other members of the batch would find you two leaning against each other asleep. If it wasn’t for the war and the constant looming fear that you may never see him again, you would probably consider him your best friend.
Echo was always someone you could rely on. Someone who you could talk to about anything and everything and feel like he is doing the same thing in return. Someone who you could let your guard down around and see for just you and all your flaws.
“Thank you.” You gave Echo a small smile in return, moving away from him to sit back up on the counter to finish putting on your makeup. Echo stood there for a second, watching you. He reached for his bag and moved to step out, “If there's anything else you need, let me know.”
“I need you to start getting dressed as well.” You teased him, which made him chuckle. He left the small fresher, probably headed to the one in the other room to get himself suited up.
When you finished your makeup, you hopped off of the counter and moved to close the door. You pulled the dress that Senator Chuchi’s tailor had specially made for this assignment. It was a long, maroon dress where the sleeves were off the shoulders and the skirt had a slit in it for easy access to your blaster if needed. You removed your top already having been wearing the tight-fitted shorts that you would wear underneath the dress and pulled it on. Sighing to yourself, realizing that you would not be able to fully zip the zipper up your back, you left it for later. You grabbed the small, velvet box that held the jewelry that the tailor had picked out to match the dress.
This entire outfit was way more formal than anything you would wear on an average day. If you never joined the army, you would have probably only dreamed of wearing something like this. You finished up everything you could do for yourself, grabbing your heels and making your way back into the main rooms of the hotel, searching out the first clone you could find, which happened to be Hunter.
“Can I get some help?” You asked him nicely, turning your back to him and showing him the half-done zipper on your back. You felt his light touch on the fabric and the sound of the zipper sliding up your back.
“This color suits you.” He complimented, removing his hands when he finished his task. You politely thanked him, moving to sit down at the foot of one of the beds to put the heels on your feet. Tech moved over from his little technology corner, handing you a small device.
“Put this in your ear. No one should be able to notice it and I will be able to communicate with you through it.” Tech informed you. You smiled at him and thanked him, the device easily fitting in your ear. It was light and comfortable enough that you honestly might forget it's even there. Tech moved back to his computers and you heard some small beeping from the device for a moment and then Tech’s voice simply testing the audio functions. You let him know it was working and finished putting on your shoes.
As you stood, Echo made his way out of the other fresser completely dressed in his tux. It was mostly black with the vest under the jacket that is maroon red to match your dress. His right sleeve was specially tailored for the scomp on his arm. Not entirely concealing it, but almost giving it its own special flare. He stopped looking at you in your dress, completely pausing his actions.
“You… That color really suits you.” Echo said after a moment, almost as if he had to reboot things in his brain. You laughed lightly at his reaction. His words were very similar to Hunter’s complement earlier.
“I could say the same thing for you.” You teased him, walking over to him to gently adjust the tie that was around his neck, “You clean yourself up nicely.”
He did look very handsome while dressed formally.
“You two have less than thirty minutes until the event starts,” Tech informed you, breaking your attention away from Echo for just a small moment.
“Did I seriously take that long to get ready?” You gasped, looking back at the room. You now realized that Crosshair was already gone from the room with Wrecker lounging out on one of the beds. He looked like he was already asleep if you didn’t see a tracker on the holo pad showing the time left for food to arrive sitting right next to him on the pillow. You know that man will be up in a split second when he sees that the food has arrived.
Echo held out his arm to you, giving you one of his naturally handsome smiles, "We shouldn't keep Rendarr waiting."
You smiled softly at him in return and took his arm. You opened the door to the room exit and stepped out. Behind you, you heard Hunter yell out something along the lines of “Don't party too hard,” which had you giggling.
You and Echo made your way down to the formal event. The two of you blended in easily into the crowd of partygoers acting as one of the many couples in the event. It was always super easy to work with Echo on undercover ops. He obviously had past experience with him being an ARC Trooper. Some of the stories he told you about his past missions were unfathomable compared to most of your missions. Plus, the close friendship that you had made things so much easier.
"I see Rendarr, northside of the bar. Looks to be ordering a drink." You heard Crosshair hiss over the coms.
"Care for a drink?" You acted innocent as you pulled your mission partner with you toward the desired location of your target. You were quick to spot the man in the spot Crosshair had commed. You and Echo walk up to the bar and you waved the bartender down, ordering a glass of wine for each of you.
Once you got your drink, you took a simple sip from it, getting your red lipstick on the glass. You watch your target, waiting for the perfect moment to grab his attention. When you spotted it, you discreetly tapped Echo twice, letting him know you were going to step away from him and he needed to watch you.
"I don't think I have met you before." You pulled on your best persona to get this man's attention. It worked, he set down his empty glass on one of the trays of a server droid that passed by.
"I'm Rendarr Berenk, the main assistant for Nute Gunray." He introduced himself, being fairly obvious that he was checking you out. You acted to not be phased by any of his actions, keeping your eyes focused on his, "May I ask who I have gotten the pleasure of speaking to?"
"I am Jay Lanni, the representative for Senator Riyo Chuchi this evening." You responded pleasantly, giving him your best smile.
"Oh really? I had not realized she was invited to events like this." He responded with genuine surprise.
"Well, after what happened with the blockade on Pantora, the Trade Federation tends to invite her to events like this as an apology." You explained calmly, like this was common knowledge, "But Senator Chuchi is a very busy woman, so she sends me instead."
The two of you break into light, formal conversation, making it seem that it is simple and easy for him to continue to converse with you. Eventually, he fell for your trap, asking you to dance. You gracefully accepted, taking his hand as he led you to the dance floor.
Once there, you continued the conversation, trying to slowly work your way into getting the information you needed from the man. He seemed fairly resilient, only giving you vague answers. You started to get the feeling that this man might not have the information you needed. So you decided to call it, slipping your secret word into the conversation that would let Echo know to come and get you away. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him doing just that. Echo casually made his way over to the two of you.
"May I take my dear friend for a dance?" Echo asked, holding his hand out for you to take. Rendarr made a look of surprise, probably not expecting you to have been here with someone. You politely thanked Rendarr for the dance and then took Echo's hand, letting him whisk you away further into the dance floor.
"Well, that was a bust." You sighed, instinctively shifting closer as you danced now that you were with someone you considered to be comfortable with. You could smell his cologne now that he was closer to you, almost chest to chest. The two of you move in a simple dance, his hand holding yours and his scomp resting lightly on your hip. You had your free hand resting on his shoulder. Echo made a small hum of agreement in response to your words. You wouldn’t admit it out loud at this moment, but it's nice to have Echo out with you like this on this mission.
“It might not fully be one.” You hear Tech chime in, in your earpiece, “There is a terminal in the basement, just under this event that might have some information that we need. I cannot get into it from here, but the computer has Rendarr’s name on it.”
“It's worth a shot.” Echo hummed, his eyes already scanning around the party to find a way the two of you could slip out. You nodded your head in agreement, pointing at an exit you spotted.
The two of you danced for about two more songs and then slipped away from the dancefloor. You kept your hand tight in Echo’s grip, letting him lead the two of you to the exit. The two of you managed to easily slip away without being noticed. You made your way to the elevator, hitting the button for the basement.
“Where are we headed, Tech?” You called once you knew the coast was clear.
“Once you reach the basement floor, you will head down the corridor. Take your first right and then the door should be the third one on your left.” He informed you.
Bing.
You and Echo step out into an empty corridor. The hallways were a lot duller than the rest of the hotel, making it obvious that this was mostly only to be seen by staff and maintenance crews. You shot a look over at Echo, sizing up how he was feeling about this. All you got was the normal determination that sits on his face when the group was on missions like this.
“Let’s go.” You sigh and start down the hallway, your heels clicking softly on the tile flooring as the two of you walk. You reached the right turn and were about to turn down it, when Echo reached out, grabbed your arm, and pulled you back. The two of you hid in a small dip in the walls, bodies pressed to the cold surface.
Echo’s eyes were locked in with yours, his finger covering his mouth as a silent signal to stay quiet. Letting out a soft breath you realized you were holding, you listened closely. Down the hallway you were about to go down, there was the sound of two pairs of boots quietly patrolling toward the two of you.
The two of you stayed silent, together in a close space listening for the guards to either turn away or go further down the hallway. They sounded like they were coming right this way.
The look on Echo’s face was the same look he had given to you before. It was a look that told you he was going to be apologizing profusely to you after this. You raised an eyebrow at him, looking confused.
Then, Echo leaned in. Right as when the guards turned the corner, Echo pressed his lips to yours. You were so shocked for one split second, you didn’t respond. But you quickly got the idea of what he was trying to do, so you pushed forwards kissing him back, and hard. Echo made a soft noise from the back of his throat, a similar sound of surprise when you first made yourself comfortable next to his body long ago in the gunner's mount of the Marauder.
He was quick to return the passion, taking your breath away, softly pressing his body up to yours as his hand and scomp held your hips. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him close to your body. You could taste the wine the both of you had been drinking on his lips as you sucked on his bottom lip.
The two of you kissed for a while, long enough to make you forget why you had started to kiss in the first place. You have to admit it, he was honestly an amazing kisser. Eventually, Echo pulled away, the both of you breathing deeply. He must have been somehow listening for the guard’s steps while kissing you to the point you went dumb. You could hear the guards now on the opposite side of where you needed to go.
You found yourself quietly giggling, “Please tell me you’ve had to do that before on a different mission.”
Echo blinked, looking just a little surprised that you did not seem upset. He then made a small smirk, you saw that your lipstick was now smeared all over his lips as well, “No, I haven’t.”
“Well, I certainly am surprised.” You were still giggling. You reached into his jacket and found the handkerchief that you knew was in there and pulled it out, “You’ve got something on your face.”
Echo made a look of confusion at first, but he quickly figured it out as you tried to rub the bright red lipstick from his face to make it less noticeable. He started to softly laugh as well making it a little difficult. Once you were satisfied, you handed him the cloth back to him.
“So, you’re not upset?” He asked, trying to get a verbal confirmation that you were not upset at him for doing something first without your permission. You easily slid yourself out from between him and the wall, turning the corner, and heading to where you needed to be to complete the mission.
“How can I be, with a performance like that?” You gave him a smile, looking over your shoulder at him. He seemed stuck in place for a moment, his pale brown eyes locked on you. He quickly pulled himself out of whatever he was thinking and followed you with a smile on his face.
The two of you got to the office with ease after the first encounter. You found the terminal that Tech had mentioned sitting next to a desk in a very elaborate office. Echo had to take off his top tuxedo jacket to scomp into the terminal. He made a small frown as you watched his eyes dart left and right like he was reading text.
“This might take a bit. There is a lot of information.” He hummed as he closed his eyes focusing on the data. You make a small hum letting him know you heard him and moved to sit on the opposite desk. You stayed quiet, listening for anyone who might approach the room and watch Echo as he worked.
He stayed completely still besides his scomp link moving as the computer in his brain worked to find the information he needed. He would look over at you now and then, the only time his eyes would stop moving and focus once again on his surroundings. He would give you a small smile and then close his eyes again after a moment. You would return the smile, always fascinated with how Echo’s mind and body worked when his mind was deep into data. It was something you could probably watch for hours. Not out of curiosity, but more as an appreciation that this man, this living being, had gone through so much, and instead of succumbing to what has happened to him, he rather embraced it. You always admired his strength.
Suddenly, you sat up straighter, hearing the sounds of approaching footsteps, “Echo, how fast can you get out?”
Echo’s pale brown eyes opened, looking over at you with concern. He instantly knew that someone was coming.
“Not fast enough.” He grunted.
Now it was time for you to do something crazy. You moved off of the desk for a moment, moving your body between Echo and the desk. It was a tight fit, but you hiked up your skirt, pulling yourself back onto the desk right in front of him.
“Trust me.” You whispered, and Echo gave you a look like he was about to say something, but you stopped him, pulling him close to your body for the second time this night. You wrapped your legs around his torso and used both of your hands to press his face into your chest. He froze for only a split second but quickly relaxed into your touch, his free hand laying on your now bare thigh. The tips of his fingers just barely touched the hem of the shorts you were wearing under the dress. You had situated the two of you the way you wanted right as the door opened hearing the sound of a man behind you make a noise of disgust.
“Do you mind?” You made yourself sound exasperated, glancing over your shoulder at the guard who looked like he had seen a ghost. Echo surprised you for the second time tonight, moving on his own accord. He kept his eyes closed and buried his face into your neck. You felt his lips softly kissing the tender spots along your neck, making you gasp out.
“This is a restricted area.” The guard seemed to find his voice after the initial shock of finding two individuals in an office looking like they were attempting to do something intimate.
“Exactly, so leave us alone.” Your voice seemed to shake a little with how good Echo was starting to make you feel with his lips on his neck, now sucking on the delicate skin. This all made the scene look even more convincing to the guard.
He stood there flustered for another moment. It was enough time that Echo was able to back out of the system and be able to safely unhook his scomp. You heard the soft click and then Echo raised to his full height, instead of leaning over with his arm connected to a computer. He grabbed your waist, pulling your body even closer to his.
“I suggest you leave.” Echo’s voice was suddenly deep enough that you could feel his chest rumble against your own. It surprised you how much it affected you. The guard seemed to hesitate for a moment but then decided to back out.
When you heard the soft swish of the door closing behind the guard, Echo suddenly surged up, pressing his lips against yours in a kiss for the second time this evening. You instantly melted into his touch, getting lost in the smooth feeling of his lips on yours and the warmth of his body against yours. You laced your fingers behind his head, pulling him down to meet the kiss making a soft happy hum.
You two kissed until the both of you had to come up for air. Echo gazed down at you, his pale brown eyes now mostly black with how much his pupils dilated. His chest heaved as he took in a deep breath and leaned back in, his mouth attacking your neck again. His teeth grazed against the soft skin right under your ear, pulling a soft moan from your lips.
“Echo.” You gasped softly, your arms holding around his shoulders tighter. He made a small hum in response, his pelvis rocking up against your own, making you wrap your legs around his slender hips. You could feel that you were not the only one being affected by the stunt the two of you had just pulled. You decided to let go of his shoulders, running your hands down his clothed chest, your fingers grazing over the fancy buttons of his maroon vest, as you reached his belt. Your fingers gripped the fine leather, pulling his hips closer to yours. You were rewarded by the most attractive groan you had ever heard in your entire existence.
“He’s going to be back soon with reinforcements,” Echo grunted, his lips still on your neck. You wouldn’t be surprised if he had somehow already made a mark on your neck with the way he was treating you.
“Do you have the data we need or do you need to scomp in again?” You felt like you weren’t even hearing your own voice when you responded to him. You sounded so breathless from Echo just kissing and holding you.
“No, I think I have the information we need.” Echo reluctantly pulled away, gazing down at you once again. He looked unraveled, his shirt not as pristine as it was when the event first started. You could see some of it was already being pulled out from where it was previously tucked in. You hopped off of the desk, your dress skirt falling over your legs as you stood. You moved close into Echo’s space once again, not wanting to let go of the feeling of having him so close to you.
“Let’s get out of here then.” You took Echo’s hand, pulling him out of the office. You checked to make sure the coast was clear and practically pulled him back to the elevator. The elevator doors closed behind you, and you punched in your floor number to take the two of you back to the hotel rooms.
You and Echo were instantly drawn to each other once again like magnets to metal. You found yourself pressed up against the wall of the elevator as you were kissing Echo deeply once again.
Should you be surprised that this was happening to the two of you? Probably. But then again, the two of you have been super close. Echo knew you better than any other living being in this world and you felt like it was safe to say that you knew him just as much. It wasn’t like you’d never seen Echo as someone who wasn’t attractive in any way. Much the opposite. There had been many lonely nights where he appeared in your mind as you tried to sleep or in your dreams.
“Do you want this?” He asked you after the two of you broke away for air from a really deep kiss. You were already gripping onto his belt once again, with one of your legs wrapped around his hip. His scomp was holding it up. You could feel his arousal through the many layers of fabric against your inner thigh.
You knew what he was asking, instantly. He was your best friend after all. You nodded smiling at him, “Yes. I do.”
You leaned forward, giving his neck the same treatment he had done to you in the office earlier and you were rewarded once again with Echo’s wonderful sounds. He felt so good against you, it made you shiver wondering how it would feel when it became skin-on-skin.
The elevator pinged softly, letting the two of you know that it had arrived at its destination. You had to reluctantly pull away once again to move this affair to the privacy of one of your hotel rooms. You will probably have to shoo the other boys out of it and lock the doors once you get there.
Echo took your hand this time, leading you down the hallway. The both of you had big smiles on your faces and excitement in your eyes. You reached the door you had first opened when you arrived at the hotel and used your key to open it up. You were surprised to find the one room vacant, the door that connected the two rooms closed, leaving space for you and your partner. You took it as a moment of luck and strolled right over to one of the beds, kicking off your heels along the way.
Echo followed you close behind, pausing for a moment to get his shoes off as well. You stopped at the foot of the bed, turning around and grabbing Echo by his coat, pulling it off his shoulders. Quick to follow was that beautiful vest, you undoing each of the buttons and his tie. You threw them on the floor haphazardly, knowing you’ll pick everything up once the deed is done. Echo leaned down, kissing you as his hand slid behind your back, making quick and easy work with the zipper on the back of your dress.
The dress only came down enough to reveal your breasts, the rest of the silk fabric bunching up at your hips. Echo gazed down at you with nothing but lust on his face. He leaned down, cupping one of your breasts with his hand and used his mouth to give the other attention. He pulled sweet moans from your lips as it caused you to pause your attempts at getting his white formal shirt unbuttoned.
When Echo was satisfied with his work on your chest, he reached down, grabbed your hips, and tossed you onto the bed. You made a small gasp as your body hit the soft comforter on the bed. He smiled at you and crawled on top of you. It was one of those classic, crooked smiles he would give you that always gave your stomach butterflies in a normal situation. Now, it made you feel dizzy with arousal.
“Since you two are safely back in the room, I am going to turn off the communication devices.” You jumped, suddenly hearing Tech’s voice in your ear from the device he had given to you, “When you are done, I would like to look at the information Echo managed to get.”
Then there was a soft beep, telling you the device had powered down. You flushed deeply in embarrassment. He must have heard everything. That must have also been the reason this room had already been closed off. Everyone else in the Bad Batch knew what was going on. You reached up and pulled the small device out of your ear, tossing it onto the table next to the bed.
Echo above you was reaching up, hitting a button on the device on his head. Probably turning all of his communications off as well. You then hear him start to laugh softly, his hand soothingly running up and down your side. With Echo laughing, you were quick to be put at ease.
“They’ve probably heard worse, haven’t they?” You asked with a soft giggle in your voice. Echo chucked deeply, pressing down to kiss you on the lips, “I’ll tell you those stories another day.”
You smiled softly into the kiss, this one being a little more gentle compared to the ones the two of you had been experiencing before. You took the moment to reach down and finish unbuttoning his top, pulling it out from where it was tucked into his pants and opening it up to reveal his chest to you.
You should be surprised, but somehow you are not at the sight of metal embedded into Echo’s skin. He had told you a long time ago that he was technically a cyborg. “More machine than man,” Tech had once told you. You knew going into this that Echo was completely different than anyone you had ever met. You lightly ran your fingers over the small ports that lined his chest and stomach, more curious than disturbed. The feeling of your hands on Echo made him shiver some, his pale face flushing a beautiful blush.
“Can you feel those?” You smiled softly at him, watching his reaction to your touch.
“Kind of? It’s hard to explain.” Echo murmured as he leaned down to kiss you softly on the lips, You hummed, kissing him in return, melting into his touch. Eventually, you pulled away and aimed for one of the ports above his collarbone. You kissed and sucked on the scarred skin around the metal embedded in his skin. Echo’s breath hitched and he made another delightful noise in response.
He reached down and started to pull up your dress. His hand shaking from your ministrations and his stomach flexing in arousal. You gave him a satisfied hum in response, encouraging him. He got to the holster on your leg and pulled the blaster that had been sitting against your thigh all night. He lightly tossed it onto the table next to the earpiece. He removed the holster next, his body moving down yours, his lips reaching the tender skin between your thighs. He softly kissed and sucked on the skin, leaving small marks that you know will probably be there the next day.
His skilled fingers hook under the waistband of your shorts, and pull them down as well as the underwear you were wearing underneath. You feel your characteristic shyness bubble up from your stomach as your thighs shook some, wanting to close your legs and hide from the wonderful man lying between them. Echo was going to have none of that, his right arm wrapping around your leg, the tip of his scomp laying on your hip.
He gave you a dazzling smile, his free hand running through your folds enticing a moan from you. You could quickly tell this wasn’t the first time he had done this. That classic rumor that all ARC Troopers were skilled in bed was coming to light. Echo made a small hum, satisfied with the noises he pulled out of you as he slid his fingers into your entrance quickly finding the one spot that made you see stars and cry out.
“Do you want to let the entire hotel know what I’m doing to you?” Echo teased softly, his breath on your skin making you shiver. You let out a heady groan, the idea enticing, but you slapped a hand over your mouth to try to keep yourself quiet. You couldn’t help it with how good Echo was being to you already. Echo made a breathy chuckle and leaned his head down, his lips kissing your clit and making your hips jerk.
Echo looked like he was a tooka getting some cream after a long time. His eyes blown wide as he sucked and lapped at the tender nerves with a big grin on his lips. His fingers worked all kinds of noises from your lungs as you trembled in pleasure.
“E-Echo!” You gasped out as you tried to rock your hips closer to his menstruation. He just chuckled against you, sending shivers of pleasure up your spine. The hand not covering your mouth, reaching for the top of his head, your nails accidentally scratching pink lines on the back of his head.
“You look so good like this.” He rumbled, his eyes locked onto yours, “Probably even better dressed up in this dress.”
He was referring to the dress that was still somehow wrapped around your lower stomach. The skirt of the dress was draped out under the two of you on the bed. You flushed, feeling a bit lost for words on the compliment.
“You wanna cum like this?” Echo breathed heavily. He looked like he was enjoying this as much as you were, if not more, “Want to cum on my fingers and tongue? Then make you cum again on my cock?”
His words had you whining and rocking your hips up against his fingers which were still inside you. Your core was already clenching down on them some. He could probably stop his touches and continue talking like he is and you would probably cum just from that.
"Please." You moaned, wiggling your hips a little bit, trying to encourage him to back up his words. You were rewarded with a sexy chuckle and his head dipped back down to your clit, rewarding you with his sucking. He picked up his pace and menstruation. You started to feel the telltale warmth start to bubble in your belly with your pending climax.
“That’s it. Cum for me.” Echo rumbled against you.
His words and his demand were the last ingredients to your climax. You let out a deep moan, your legs shaking hard as you jerked your hips. You toppled over your edge as you felt your inner walls squeezing around Echo’s fingers. Gasping deeply, you came hard against Echo’s face. Echo grumbled his approval, still working his tongue and fingers on you to extend your orgasm.
Panting lightly, you slowly came down from the high of your orgasm. You started to get sensitive and gently pulled Echo away. He sat up with a big grin on his face. You laid flat out on the bed for a bit to catch your breath.
"I'm guessing this was good." Echo was being cheeky. He crawled up your body and leaned in and kissed you softly on the lips. You made a small laugh, shivering a little at the feeling of his chest against yours. The ports embedded in his skin surprisingly felt really good.
You reached down to Echo's belt, working his pants open. He made a small hum of approval as you worked on getting his pants and underwear off his hips, revealing his cock to you. He kicked his pants off to the side and you bit your lip at the sight of the man on top of you. You reached for his cock and started to gently stroke it at first, gaining a groan from Echo as a reward.
The two of you kissed each other, you swallowing down his soft moans as you stroked him. It didn't take you too long for you to start squirming under him again and for him to gently pull your hand away from his member.
Echo hooked your left leg up again with his scomp arm, this time lifting it up a bit more, your calf resting on his shoulder. He lined himself up against your entrance, his tip lightly running through your folds.
"You ready?" He asked you lightly, checking to make sure you were good. You nodded, giving him a small smile and arching your hips up to encourage him, "Yes."
He slowly started to push in, the both of you simultaneously moaning at the feeling. He stayed still for a moment once he was all the way in, probably for the both of you to adjust a bit. His pale brown eyes staring down at you, watching your reactions.
"Echo, move." You groaned after a moment, trying to move your hips to get him to do what you asked. You reached up to grab him as well, but his one free hand grabbed yours, interlacing your fingers together.
He then started to move. It was slow at first, savoring this moment. You found yourself helplessly getting vocal again as he managed to tilt his hips just enough to make you feel like you were seeing stars. Encouraging him to pick his pace, he started to get as vocal as you were getting. He made some of the most beautiful moans, making your cunt squeeze him tight.
"I'm not going to last much longer." Echo groaned, "C’mon, cum for me, baby."
Considering both of his hands were occupied, you reached down with the one spare hand you had left. You quickly reached your clit, rubbing it just right to tip you over the edge for the second time tonight.
"That's it." Echo gasped, being able to feel you tighten down around him. His hips quickly loosing its rhythm as he fucked you through your climax.
"Echo!" You cried out as your whole body tensed around him. It felt amazing. Even more so when Echo buried himself deep into you and reached his climax as well. You instantly felt warm all over, your toes curling in pleasure.
You clung to each other as you both slowly lowered yourself down from the high of your climax. He let go of your leg, letting it rest on the bed as he leaned down, just barely keeping himself up on shaking arms. You wrapped an arm around his shoulder, holding him close to your body as the both of you gave each other soft kisses on the cheek and on your shoulders. He was still holding your hand as well.
You two basked in the afterglow for a while, starting up a soft conversation as you did. It was mostly about how it had been a long time since either of you had done anything like this.
"C’mon. Let's get cleaned up." Echo eventually sighed, pulling himself out of the bed and pulled you up as well.
"What if I want to stay stinky?" You teased him lightly, slowly getting out of the bed after him. Your legs were still a bit shaky as your dress fell to the floor around your feet.
Echo gave you a smirk, "Then I guess you won't be getting any cuddles tonight."
You made a noise that sounded like you were offended as you watched him walk into the fresher. You took the moment to watch Echo walk in front of you. The white dress shirt still hid most of his back implants, but you could still see the ridge of his spine from them.
Even from the damage that Echo had received from Skako Minor, all the metal and mechanics, he still looked beautiful to you. Seeing all the scarring and what his body had to endure, and the small improvement since you first met him, made your heart swell. He was truly a marvel to wonder.
You followed Echo into the fresher, quietly watching him as he removed the last remaining clothes he was wearing and started up the shower. He paused after a moment when he noticed you were staring at him.
"What?" He had an eyebrow raised.
"Just thinking about how beautiful you are." You admitted after a pause.
Echo made a small snort, reaching out to you to entice you into the shower with him, "I think that's supposed to be my line."
You made a small giggle, letting him pull you into the warm shower. He put you under the spray first, reaching for the soap and starting to gently lather your body up. You relaxed under the warm water and gentle embrace that Echo was giving you. If you could pause time right now, you probably would. Spend eternity in the warm and comfort with Echo, still basking in the afterglow of the intimate moment you two just had.
When you deemed that Echo was done with you, you reached out giving him the same treatment. The hard muscles of his body quickly become soft and relaxed under your touch. He made a satisfied hum, resting his head on your shoulder, giving you sweet kisses on your neck.
After a moment, you heard him speak your name. You paused your actions, sucking up a deep breath.
"Echo. Please don't say what I think you're going to say." You felt your lungs tighten some as he lifted his head, soft eyes locking with your own.
"Why not?" He asked you, his face was serious. You knew what he wanted to say. You knew deep down you wanted to say you loved him too.
"Because it's not something we can afford right now. Especially with this war." You watched Echo's face fall at your words. You reached out with both of your hands taking his face in them, running your thumbs lightly over his cheekbones, trying to silently soothe him before he got too upset.
"What about after the war?" His eyes looked hopeful, still not wanting to let this go. You sighed softly, leaning in and giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
"Okay. After the war. We can try then. If we both survive it."
He made a small nod, wrapping his arms tightly around you in an embrace.
"After the war." He promised.
Tag List: @stripeverse @stardusthuntress @fantasyproductions
Relationships: Primarily family, especially Hunter & Omega and Reader & Omega. Background Reader/Echo
Word Count: 7k
Rating: G
Summary: Omega gets her first period, and her five dads get a sex ed lesson. Fortunately, they have you to get them through both.
Warnings: Discussion of sex
A/N: Part II!
As it turned out, you did not have time to prepare. After the meeting was over, Tech pushed the button on the control panel by the door, intending to return to the cockpit, and the doors slid open to reveal Omega, her little fist poised to knock. Her face was flushed and streaked with tears, and she was breathing rapidly, as though she were trying very hard not to panic.
“Omega?” Hunter said, rising. “What happened?”
She didn’t answer, instead beckoning desperately for him as a few more tears slid down her cheeks. He went with her immediately, leading her away from the open door to give her privacy before crouching down to talk to her. Tech, still frozen by the panel, looked at you.
“Do you think it’s happening?” He whispered. “Is it starting?”
The rest of them turned to you as you shrugged. “Maybe.” You peeked out the door and then looked back at the clones gathered around you. “We should probably go about our normal morning routines. Regardless of whatever’s happening, she clearly only wants to talk to Hunter about it, and we can help best by remaining calm and sticking to our usual schedule. It will provide stability for her.”
With that, the other four dispersed, Tech off to pilot the ship while Wrecker, Echo, and Crosshair went to have breakfast. You stayed put on your bunk in case you were needed.
Sure enough, Hunter poked his head back into the room a few moments later, Omega hovering behind him.
“Do you have a minute?” He asked.
“Of course,” you said, nodding. “What’s going on?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “Omega’s got her first period. Do you have any…” he grappled for words. “Anything she can use to...catch the blood? Figured we should get her comfortable first and then explain it.”
“Absolutely.” You set your caff aside and bent to dig in the drawer below the bunk. Spare blacks, sets of grays, your clothes, oil for Echo’s implants. You shoved them all aside and found what you were looking for in the back corner of the drawer. “It might be a bit big for her, but we can get some smaller sizes when we stop on the next planet. This will work for now.” You pulled the pad from the pack and shut the drawer, turning back to Hunter and Omega.
Omega was peering around Hunter now, still desolate, but curious, too. You smiled at her.
“Hey, kiddo.” You looked back to Hunter as you stood up. “I’ll just show her how to use this, and we’ll be right back.”
He nodded, stepping aside to let you take her hand and lead her out of the room. She clung to your fingers, squeezing so tightly you feared she’d cut off circulation, but you let her do it.
You stopped her below the gunner’s nest. “Can you go get me a clean pair of your underwear?” You asked. “And maybe clean pants, if you’ve bled on these ones.”
She nodded, scampering up the ladder and disappearing behind the curtains. She returned a moment later, clothes in hand, and followed you to the refresher. When you’d both squeezed into the cramped room, you slid the door shut and locked it.
“What’s happening to me?”
You turned to see her watching you, her eyes wide and brimming with tears.
“Oh, darling,” you murmured. “Did Hunter tell you anything?”
She shook her head. “He said he would, but after he talked to you.”
“Okay.” You crouched down and took the clean underwear from her. “He just wanted you to feel clean and dry first, so you’re not bleeding into your clothes the whole time,” you explained gently. “Either one of us can tell you what’s going on. Do you want him to tell you, or do you want me?” You paused, unfolding the garment over your knee, but she didn’t answer, and you felt compelled to fill the silence. “Or, do you want someone else? Any of us can explain it--me, or Hunter, or Wrecker, or Echo, or Tech, or Crosshair.”
You looked up in time to see her face crumple, overwhelmed with the choices. More tears spilled from her eyes, and she slumped onto the closed lid of the toilet, head falling into her hands.
“I don’t know,” she wailed. “I don’t know what’s happening, and I’m scared!”
“Omega,” you breathed, rushing forward and gathering her into your arms. You rubbed her back as she buried her head into your shoulder and threw her arms around your neck, letting her tears fall freely. You could feel her heart beating wildly against your chest. “It’s okay, baby girl,” you soothed. “You’re alright; I promise. You’re not injured and you’re not sick.” You tightened your arms around her small frame, trying to put all your love into the embrace. You kept your breathing calm in the hopes that the even rhythm would help steady her. “I know it’s scary not knowing, but we’ll explain everything.” Your right hand came up to cradle her head as you pressed a kiss into her soft curls. “I’m sorry if I overwhelmed you. I didn’t mean to stress you out; I was just trying to remind you that you have a whole ship full of people who love you, and you’re safe.”
You continued to hold her until she calmed down, one hand stroking her back while the fingers of the other carded circles in her hair. She took a deep breath, rib cage expanding against your hold with her shaky inhale, and relaxing further into you on the exhale. Her tears were soaking through your shirt--you could feel the dampness spreading across your shoulder--but you didn’t mind. She needed this.
Finally, when her breathing had calmed and her heartbeat had slowed to something closer to its normal pace, she pushed away from you and sat up straight, fixing her eyes on yours. You tore a few squares of toilet paper from a nearby roll and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“Do you feel a little better?” You asked.
She nodded. “I’m sorry for crying and for getting you all wet.” Her hand brushed over the wet spot on your shirt as though she could dry it.
“It’s okay,” you assured her. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”
The look on her face could only be described as sheepish. “But I’m not a baby anymore. I shouldn’t be crying.”
The corner of your mouth kicked up in a smirk. “I don’t know where you learned that, but it is the biggest load of…” you glanced at the door and dropped your voice to a whisper, “ bantha shit I’ve ever heard.”
She giggled, eyes wide with surprise at the forbidden word, as you continued.
“Adults cry all the time. It’s a normal human response to sadness or anger or stress. So I don’t want to hear you apologize for crying again, okay?”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“And don’t tell Hunter I swore in front of you. He’ll put me on dish duty for a month.”
Omega laughed again, her eyes brightening, and she scrubbed her hands over her face to dry the wet spots you’d missed. “I won’t tell. It can be our secret,” she promised.
You smiled. “Thanks.” You held up the pad. “Are you ready to get back to this?”
She nodded again. “What is that?”
“It’s called a pad. You use it to absorb the blood when you’re on your period.” You opened it and showed her how to use it, placing it sticky-side down into the clean underwear she’d given you, then removing the paper to release the wings and folding them around the sides to adhere to the back. The pad was almost comically large in her tiny panties. “This one is one of mine, so it’s just a smidge too big for you, but when we land on the next planet, I’ll run out and get you a smaller size.”
She looked up at you, realization in her eyes. “This happens to you, too?”
“It sure does.”
“What did you call it?”
“A period. It’s perfectly normal for someone your age to be having one. It’s a good thing, actually; it means you’re developing appropriately.”
You waited to see if she had any more questions, but she seemed satisfied for now. You handed her the underwear. “Here, put this on and change your pants if you need to. I’ll be right outside.”
You exited the fresher, the door closing softly behind you. Hunter was pacing in the hallway below Omega’s room. He didn’t seem to know what to do with his hands--one minute his arms were crossed over his chest, the next he was driving his hands into his hair, and the moment after that, they were clasped behind his neck. He may have been the one with enhanced senses, but you could feel the worry radiating off him.
He whipped around to face you when he heard the door close. “Is she alright? I heard her crying.”
“She’s okay, just a little overwhelmed. This is scary for her.”
He dragged his hands over his face. “I wish we could have warned her. I didn’t think it would happen so fast.”
“Me neither.” You leaned back against the wall. “Like you said, though, we just have to do the best we can.”
“Do we have to tell her about…” he lowered his voice, “about sex?” He was blushing again, eyes wide with uncertainty. “I don’t know if I can…” He trailed off, his breath quickening as he verged on panic.
“No, no. Hey. Come here.” You stepped in front of him, coaxing both of his hands into yours, squeezing gently to ground him. You absently wondered if Jango Fett had been prone to anxiety attacks and passed on the trait to his progeny. “That might be a bit much for Omega today. We will have to tell her at some point, but it doesn’t have to happen right now.”
“Okay.”
“Deep breaths, Sarge,” you encouraged, modeling one for him. “You gotta be calm for Omega.”
“Right,” he muttered. “Calm.” He took a steadying breath as he released your hands. “Thank you.”
You smiled. “Of course.”
Behind you, the door to the refresher hissed open, and you turned to see Omega. She beckoned for you to come closer, and you stepped away from Hunter, leaning down as she whispered in your ear.
“What do I do with my underwear that’s all bloody?”
You whispered back. “Just leave it on the floor. I’ll take care of it.”
“My pants, too?”
You nodded. She stepped from the bathroom and took your hand again as she led the way back to the racks. Hunter followed, and the three of you piled into your bunk, Omega tucked in the middle. You leaned across the other two to grab your mug of caff.
“Now that that’s taken care of,” you said, settling back against the wall, “I believe Hunter has some explaining to do.”
He shot you a panicked look over Omega’s head. “Uh, yeah. That’s right. I can do that.”
You reassured him with a smile. “You got this, Sarge. And I’ll fill in anything you miss.” You took a sip of your caff. In all the excitement, it had cooled to lukewarm, but you had no intention of wasting it.
Hunter nodded, taking a deep breath. He shifted back on the bed a little so he could get a clearer look at Omega. “First, how are you feeling, Om’ika?”
She glanced at you before settling her gaze on Hunter and answering honestly. “A little scared. I don’t know what’s going on.”
He nodded, listening. “I’m sorry about that. We thought we’d have more time to warn you, and help you get ready. We didn’t realize it was gonna happen so fast.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Alright, well, let’s start with what you know. You worked in the cloning labs on Kamino, right?”
Omega nodded. She twined her arm through yours and leaned into your side as she listened to Hunter explain.
“And you remember how the baby clones lived in incubation pods until they were old enough to be decanted? Well, in natborns, that process happens inside the mother.”
“I know,” Omega piped up. “The incubation pods were designed to mimic human pregnancy.”
Hunter looked relieved. “Right. Exactly. Well, what’s happening to you is that your body is practicing to one day have a baby. It’s completely normal, and it means that you’re…you’re growing up.” His eyes met yours, seeking confirmation.
“That’s exactly what’s happening,” you echoed. Omega shifted, her head tilting back on your shoulder to look up at you. “Like I said earlier, it’s called a period, and it will happen once a month and last for about a week.”
She nodded, huddling closer to you, positioning herself so you had your arm around her shoulders, and dropped her gaze. She was quiet for a bit, plucking at the pilling of the blanket beneath her as she processed the information. You and Hunter had a silent conversation, exchanging glances over her head. He looked nervous– what do we do now? You sent him a look that you hoped said, Relax, she’s doing fine. Let her take it in.
Eventually, she stirred against you, sitting up and making eye contact. “Is that all?” She asked. “I just bleed for a week?”
“Well, there are a couple other symptoms,” you admitted, running a hand through her hair. “You’ll likely have some cramping in your belly and your lower back. You may feel tired, or emotional, or you might have cravings for certain foods.”
She heaved the most world-weary sigh you’d ever heard. “And this is every month for the rest of my life ?”
You held back a laugh. “Not for the rest of your life. Probably into your forties or fifties, but not forever.”
“Might as well be forever,” she grumbled.
Behind her, Hunter chuckled. “I know it feels that way, kid, but you’ll get used to it. And we’ll all be here to help you.”
She cast him a scrutinizing glance. “This doesn’t happen to you, though. Just girls.”
He faltered under the force of her glare, grasping for words. Omega watched him flounder for a moment before throwing herself in your lap, bemoaning the unfairness of it all.
You stroked her back. “Tell me about it.” Your heart swelled with pride at how well she was handling all of this new information. By this point in the conversation with your own mother, all those years ago, you had run off to your room crying. Omega was coping far better than you had.
She lifted her head to look at you. “Can’t Tech just remove my uterus?”
You laughed, shaking your head. “Sorry, kiddo. We’re not performing a hysterectomy on you.”
She pouted. “Why not?”
“Because I’m not putting you through menopause at twelve.” You tapped her nose, making her smile. “Do you have any other questions?”
She shook her head. “No. Can I have breakfast now?”
“Of course.”
“I think three of your other buire are in the kitchen,” Hunter added as Omega disentangled herself from the bed and stood up. “We’ll join you in a minute.”
“Okay.”
You reached for her, placing a hand on her arm before she walked too far. “And if you have questions later, ask us. There’s nothing that’s embarrassing or too personal, okay?”
She nodded again before launching herself at you for a tight hug. You were momentarily surprised, but returned the embrace as she murmured, “Thanks, buir .” She didn’t seem to notice the stunned expression on your face as she pulled away and left the room in pursuit of breakfast.
When you turned to Hunter, he looked equally surprised. “Has she ever called you that before?” He asked.
You shook your head. “No. That was the first time.”
He studied you for a moment, eyes roving over your face. “Are you okay? You’re crying.”
“Am I?” You touched your face. Sure enough, it was wet with tears. “I guess I am.”
Hunter seemed to hesitate, but he reached for you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Is it okay that she called you that?”
You nodded, swallowing thickly. “Yeah. These are happy tears; it was nice to hear.”
He smiled. “You know you’re part of our family, right?” He waited for you to nod before continuing. “I’m glad Omega sees it that way, too. You helped all of us today, her especially. Thank you, vod’ika .”
“Hunter,” you groaned, wiping away fresh tears. “You’re gonna make me cry harder.”
Before he could reply, the door slid open and Echo appeared in the frame. His face creased in concern as he caught sight of your face, and he hurried to step inside and close the door behind him.
“Everything alright?” He asked.
You nodded, doing your best to shoot him a reassuring smile. “Yeah, all good.”
“Omega just called her buir for the first time,” Hunter filled in.
“ And Hunter just called me vod’ika . None of you have ever used that for me.”
Echo smiled. “It’s only for aliit . Which you clearly are.” He came closer, letting you wrap an arm around his waist and surreptitiously dry your face on his blacks. His hand replaced Hunter’s on your shoulder.
“How’s Omega?” Hunter asked. “Did you see her?”
“Oh, yes. She quite proudly announced to all of us that she is having her first period, which means she is growing up and therefore, she should be allowed on more missions. She also told Tech that if he’s not allowed to give her a hysterectomy, she’ll take flying lessons instead.”
You laughed, and Echo squeezed your arm.
“I take it that means things went well?”
“It was all Hunter,” you told him. “He totally crushed it.”
Hunter looked bashful, dismissing you with a wave of his hand. “I barely said anything. You did the hard part.”
You nudged his knee with your foot. “Take credit where it’s due, Sarge.”
“Sounds like it was a joint effort,” Echo added. You nodded your agreement.
Hunter grumbled something that sounded vaguely like assent as he stood up.
“Same time tomorrow for the sex talk?” You asked innocently. The glare he shot you could have melted a kyber crystal. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“We’re not gonna talk about that right now.” He ignored your laughter and Echo’s confusion, choosing to leave the room instead.
Echo glanced at you. “Do I even want to know?”
For a moment, you let yourself get lost in his eyes and in the warm feeling in your chest. Aliit . Vod’ika . Buir . You’d felt that way about this wild bunch of clones for a long time, but it was one thing to think it privately to yourself and another to hear it confirmed.
You sighed happily as you answered Echo’s question. “Probably not.”
His lips quirked up into a smile. “Right then.” He unwound his arm from around your shoulders and offered you his hand. “Let’s have breakfast.”
Summary: You and Echo have known each other a long time, a cold night brings out confessions and ways to keep each other warm.
Content: Mentions of PTSD; kissing/making out, no explicit content ; SFW.
Notes: I have been wanting to write something for my sweet boy for a long time, glad I got the opportunity! This is completely self indulgent. Not proof read.
You've been interested in one another for a long time, even before Skako Minor. It's almost like you've been married without having said anything. Like you skipped several steps along the way and now you're soulmates. You trust each other implicitly. Which is important to Echo, it makes him feel safe. That's all you want, for him to feel safe with you.
There's a night when you two get some alone time, huddle together around a dying hearth, while rain pours outside. The thunder keeps startling you, it won't let you rest, and he can sleep through pretty much anything but the cold. You're keeping each other company through the restless night.
A bolt breaks the sky and you jump, he instinctively puts his arm around you and pulls you close. He doesn't think anything of it, and normally you wouldn't either, but this time -- maybe it's the way your heart is beating, maybe it's the warm light on his pale and gaunt features, but this time you notice.
And you realise how lucky you are.
You take a chance.
You tell him how much you care about him, how much it means you -- what it means to you -- to know that he always has your back, that he's always looking out for you, that he's always there for you. In a way, maybe without saying it, you tell him you love him.
He doesn't understand. Why would he? He's just a clone. Even though he loves you back -- desperately -- he knows he'll never be worthy of you.
At least, that's what he thinks.
You know he doesn't get it. You can see it. You can see the wall there. Almost like he doesn't want to get it.
Kriff.
You're gonna have to spell it out for him, aren't you?
You touch his jaw, bring his face to you, and look him in the eye -- for as long as he can handle.
'I love you,' you say. It's definitive, but shaky. You can feel your hand is shaking against his cheek, and you begin to flush.
His mouth parts and he can barely speak or breathe at the thought -- he can hardly think at all.
He does the one thing he's been wanting to do for years --
He swoops forward and kisses you.
When he pulls back, you're both a little stunned. Eyes wide, hearts racing.
But he puts his hand through your hair and you clamber closer to him, your mouths against one another as you find warmth in each other.
His lips are hot and gentle, you can feel his breath as it shakes against your face. His hand guides around your back, your neck, he's pawing for every part of you he can reach. His tongue is soft as it massages you -- he doesn't want to hurt you. He knows he's made of metal and fear, and the worst thing he can imagine is hurting you.
As you straddle across his lap, feeling the cold prosthetics of his knees and shins against your hips, you reassure him that he could never hurt you. It's not in his nature.
He's almost close to crying.
You busy his mind with another kiss instead, and your hands soothe his neck as his lips wander to yours.
It's like he knows -- every inch of what makes you tingle: his fingers trailing up your arm, his nose brushing your jaw, his lips dragging down your throat, speckling kisses at your collarbone. He feels you shiver beneath him and you can feel him smile against your skin.
He's enjoying this. He's enjoying you. And there's nothing that makes you happier than to feel him happy.
You rock your hips against him, you almost can't help it, your body is moving and responding to every little thing he's doing, every little peck and suckle -- and when his hand kneads into the plush of your hips, your grind deepens with a breath.
He moans.
It's the most embarrassing moment of his life.
You feel him pull away and you put a hand on his chin to bring his face upward to you again. He's pink -- it's adorable. But all you do is smile and press a kiss to his nose. You don't tease him, you don't make him feel like he has to apologise. That's why he loves you. He can be himself -- even if he moans -- and so can you.
You wrap your mouth around his again, pressing deep into him with your tongue and hips, and when you pull away your face nestles against his. He's weathered and worn -- but he's yours.
But he doesn't stop kissing you. Now that he's had your taste in his mouth, he never wants it to leave. And he soaks up everything he can: sweat and salt and the sugar on your lips. He burns it into his memory as his mouth sucks on your shoulder.
The night edges on, and the two of you are on the floor in each other's arms -- warm and safe. Your leg is wrapped around his waist as his hand combs through your hair, and every time either one of you wants a kiss -- needs a kiss if the thunder gets a little too close, a little too loud, or the fire starts to die again and the chill is a little too much to handle -- all you have to do is lean and find warmth in the breath of each other.
He gets flustered easily by almost anything you do. Kiss his cheek? He'll either have to hide his face in his scarf, or he'd have to push you away and tell you to knock it off. He likes it though haha. His little tail was wagging like crazy.
He likes cuddling a lot. He likes to be held and sometimes latches onto you whenever he's feeling bad.
Sometimes forgets about important days, but doesn't mean to. He just has a bad memory.
He can't really leave his void very much, so you two would most likely spend the most time there or in other places that his body can handle.
If you talk a lot and ramble, he'll listen and give little answers. He's mostly just good at listening.
He doesn't like horror movies and won't watch them with you.
Pet names cause him to get embarrassed but he likes them a lot.
Calls you cupcake sometimes...
He texts a lot like all the time. Typing is easier for him to do than talking.
he gets jealous easily ofc
Once he fell in love with you, he had no idea what to do. He's never really fallen for anyone before.
He was never great at receiving affection, but gave you his whole heart.
"Sometimes I really think you have a death wish." for Echo
This one was short, cute, and a little sad haha.
Echo knew that Y/n would be coming into the void today. They came pretty much every day to come and see him, sometimes they would skip a day or two, but normally they were pretty good at coming over to see him.
Something that he thought was very sweet, but also worrying. He knew what the anti-void was doing to them, he saw the glitches appearing on them sometimes. Hell, he’s seen them on himself sometimes too. He’s been forgetting things too, sometimes having a hard time even remembering what his brother looked like.
The thing is, they don’t have to come in here. They have their own life, their own world. Yet, they come and see him. He can’t leave his ‘world’ to see them seeing as though, you know, this place was the only reason that he wasn’t dead yet.
So sometimes he wondered exactly why they wanted to come in here so badly. Whenever he asked them, they just smiled at him and told him that it was because he was here. “I wanted to come and see you” Is something that they would sometimes say. It… it made Echo feel weird.
Why would you put yourself through so much bad stuff just to see someone? Well… you know? No, he understood it. He would give anything to be able to see Papyrus again... Ugh damn it, he wasn't going to be talking about and or thinking about that right now. He would rather think about anything else!
Oh hey, look, he has an excuse to change the subject. He looks over when he heard the sound that he grew, sadly, familiar with. "Y/n, what are you doing back here?" he asks. He perks up when his voice came out, why did it glitch a little? He shakes his head and rubs at his neck.
"I wanted to come and see you!" they said, hopping up.
"Sometimes I really think you have a death wish." He mutters, rolling his eyeshines at them, smiling faintly. He... he really cared about Y/n a lot. He's been getting some ideas though, what if something did happen to them that would end up getting them killed? He would feel guilty.
"Of course you would say that," Y/n says, rolling their own eyes and walks over to sit with him, "Hey~" They coo at him, humming happily.
He nods his head in greeting and leans over to lean against Y/n. Maybe... maybe one day he would block them from being able to get back here. He didn't care what happened to himself, but Y/n? He didn't want anything bad to happen to them.
Would Echo appreciate a datemate that brings him gifts from their universe?
Clothes, potted plants, flowers, books, etc. They can't stay with him for too long during each visit, and whilst they never quite want to leave him, they know that they have to. So, to ease the pain a tiny bit, they bring him things for him to enjoy.
To add to this, they also always bring him a letter, and he's only allowed to read it once they'd had to leave for the day. On the inside they always write the kindest words to him, telling him how lovely he is, how much they love him, how intense the longing is whenever they have to leave. It also says when they will return to him, and that they're already incredibly excited to see him again.
To note, they always greet him with a tight, but gentle embrace.
I think... it hurts him just as much as it helps him.
They give him gifts, they give him stuff to remember them by, letters and notes and... everything of the sort.
But they're never around enough.
It's like a drug, he feels high whenever they're around but when they're gone, he crashes back down and realizes just how lonely he is when they're not around him.
He keeps the plants, they end up dying though... can't exactly water them in the void. He keeps the books, he reads them over and over again, even if his eyesight is getting worse.
He wants so badly to keep them with him in the Anti-Void forever, but he knows that he couldn't do that to them, and he doesn't even know what would happen if they did stay. He knows that his glitches are getting worse, though.
Whenever they're around, the glitching seems to go down... he calls them his good luck charm, they have no idea why.
Anyway, even though the gifts hurt the smallest bit, he loves them all the same. Sometimes they see him laid out in the clothing pile like a dragon laying in a hoard of gold.
