Summary: Rex was struggling with his age and appearance and the reader tenderly shows him it's not a problem.
Word count: 1.8k
Warnings: Age difference, comfort smut, oral (m!receiving), praise kink, riding, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it irl), gn! Reader, no mention of specific body parts. A little bit of angst.
A/n: Hi, someone requested comfort smut with our lovely captain and here it is, I hope you don't mind I made it rebels (I'm a sucker for rebels Rex). Sorry it took me so long to post, I'm still learning how to write smut so yeah... I hope you like it.
The room was slowly starting to fill with the tiny gasp and whimpers that you and the Captain were making. Half naked on the bed, Rex and you enjoyed some make out season.
His hands roamed your body on top of him, making the warmth in your body grow with each new touch. However, you felt something was wrong.
You could tell by the way he was kissing you, distant, like if his mind was in another place. You could feel it by the way his hands touched you, almost hesitating, doubting his every move, not his usual demeanor when it came to you.
Something was definitely off.
“Rex, what's wrong?” You finally asked, already looking for his hazel eyes, Rex avoiding yours.”You feel… distant” you said.
“Nothing,” he lied, “I’m just tired, that’s all.”
Captain Rex was many things, but he wasn’t a pretty good liar. Used to a life of being straightforward and honest, lying was an art he never mastered.
An interrogator droid wouldn’t need to use truth serum on him, only by the sound of his voice it would know he was lying.
And you… you knew him well enough
“Rex.” you called softly. “You know you can tell me.”
He went silent. His eyes never met yours but even so, you could tell he was thinking, measuring his words before even pronouncing them. You stood there, laying on top of him, gently caressing his chest, encouraging him, yet giving him the time and space he needed.
After a pause, he left out a defeated sigh.
“Why me?” He questioned, finally looking at you. His eyes, for once, filled with both doubt and sadness, not the usual confident look on them.
“What do you mean?” you mumbled.
“Why did you choose to be with me? I mean you are young, smart, brave, not to mention gorgeous,and well, I am old and my body is not what it used to be” Rex said, a strange tone in his voice. He stopped for a moment before continuing, but this time in a lower tone, almost as if he didn’t want to say those words out loud “You could be better off with someone else.”
His eyes avoided you once again
Oh. So that’s what this was all about.
Rex doubted, not of you, of course, but of himself. He doubted he was the one you should be with, especially since there were so many other men in the rebellion, more handsome, funnier, maybe smarter, but most important, they were younger than him.
And even when you always told him how much you loved him, Rex couldn’t stop thinking maybe you needed someone else… someone your age.
But there was no way you would do that. Of course there were other guys but they weren’t Rex, no one was as strong as him, as sweet, as fun. No one else could make you feel as loved as the captain did and you had never loved someone as much as you loved your beloved Rex.
And now, he looked so helpless, so insecure, not the usual confident soldier he was. You hated to see him like this.
Gently, you took his face between your hands and softly pulled him to look at you.
“I don't want someone else,” you assured him, “ I want you Rex. None of that matters to me, I love every single thing about you.”
You wanted to reassure him you would never change him, tell him how much you loved him… show him just how much he meant to you. And you knew exactly how you would do it.
"You are perfect, Rex." you reassured him before capturing his lips on a soft kiss. “So perfect,” you said, moving to place a kiss on his bearded cheek, then one on his jaw followed by a little whisper on his ear, “I'm gonna show you just how perfect you are.” and with that you continued to place your lips on his neck, then his shoulder, slowly making your way down his body.
Leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses all along his broad chest and down his abdomen, kissing every single scar that adorned his tanned skin, making sure to show him just how much you adored him.
You couldn’t help but smile at the shaky breath that escaped from his lips when you started to move further down.
"Cyare-" he hissed, when you reached his already hardening cock. With a swift yet gentle move, his hand found your cheek and stopped you, prompting you to look at him. “You don’t have to.” he started but was cut off by your hand gently stroking him, a little moan escaping his throat.
"Shh, let me take care of you, love." you cooed, looking back at him through heavy eyelashes. Making his heart skip a beat and his cock twitch in your hand. Maker, he was certain you were going to be the death of him if you kept looking at him like that.
After an approval nod from the soldier you slowly started to lick the sides and tip of his cock before enveloping him with your mouth.
“Osik-” he cursed and throwed his head back, enjoying the feeling of your wet hot mouth around him.
You wanted to make him feel just how much you loved him, you wanted to make him feel good and worship his whole body.
You made sure to show him how much he meant to you with every lick and every twist of your tongue, making him groan with every bob of your head. Soon the captain was at your mercy as you started to move faster, his hands instantly falling to your hair, keeping you in place as you continued to work him. It didn't take long for him to start bucking his hips up, loud moans and groans echoed through the room as a signal of his release getting closer and closer.
He called out your name when he came, eyes closed in pure bliss, throwing his head back on the pillow and spilling his seed on your throat with a loud grunt. Proud of your work, you did your best to swallow every drop before getting him out of your mouth.
"Damn it, cyar'ika." Rex panted, trying to catch his breath after the pleasure you just gave him. Looking down, he found you laying your head on his belly, a faint tone of pink painting your cheeks.
A mischievous grin curved the Capitan's lips, a hidden plan on them. You knew that smirk just too damn well, you knew he was plotting his next move.
“C´me here,” he commanded softly and he guided you to lay on top of him, your legs on each side of his hips. The captain caressed the side of your face with one of his large hands, taking a moment to admire your features before pulling you in for a passionate kiss. He could taste himself in your tongue, but he didn't mind. As he continued to deepen the kiss his other hand traveled and caressed your naked body, pulling you closer and closer to him. You could feel him pressing against you, hard and wet for both your saliva and his cum.
"You are too good to me. I don't deserve it", he told you.
"Yes, you do, my love", you assured him, placing a kiss on his lips before gently pushing yourself up so you could have a better look of him, "You deserve the world, the stars, hell… you deserve the whole galaxy."
And if words would not convince him maybe your actions would.
Slowly, you lowered your hips down until you met his hard cock and slowly guided it to your entrance. The feeling of his cock sinking inside you made you close your eyes and curse as you tried to relax and take him full, the captain proudly chuckled beneath you.
Once you adjusted, you slowly started to move your hips back and forward, keeping a nice and steady rhythm, making you both moan at the pleasant sensation.
Stars, he looked gorgeous like this, sweat glistening across his tanned skin with a soft shade of pink dancing over it. Looking up at you with those beautiful amber eyes. He was a sight for sore eyes. And you wanted him to know, wanted him to see himself the way you saw him: perfect.
"Look at you Rex, beautiful..”, you praised as you continued to rock your hips, “Fuck, you look so gorgeous…", your voice full of lust and appreciation as you started to pick up the pace, moaning as the captain beneath you throw his head back in pleasure once again, "So good, you make me feel so good.”
And with that the captain groaned loudly before he grabbed your hips and thrust upwards, hard. Something about telling him how good he was had always seemed to make Rex go wild, and tonight was no exception.
"You are killing me, cyare." He said pulling you closer and finally taking some control after letting you take care of him.
His grip on your waist tightened as he began to guide you, urging you to go faster, thrusting his hips up with precision and skill that had you seeing stars in a second. You pressed your hands flat against his chest for leverage, speeding up the roll of your hips as you both chased your release. Filling the room with the sounds of your combined ecstasy.
Both stayed quiet while you calmed down, letting out small breaths and sighs, foreheads pressed together and eyes closed. After a moment your beloved captain guided you to lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, his arms carefully enveloped your frame, keeping you close. A content humm escaped Rex's throat as he watched you get comfortable in his embrace. You stayed like this for a time, simply enjoying having each other close.
"What did I do to deserve you?" He finally mumbled once you caught your breaths, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You only chuckled a bit, looking up at him from your place, taking a second to stare directly into his beautiful amber eyes, before you spoke in the sweetest tone he had ever heard.
“I love you, Rex.”, you reassured him, “Nothing’s ever gonna change that.”, you promised him and placed a soft kiss on his lips before cuddling back into his chest. And as you both slowly drifted into sleepiness, he felt the luckiest man in the galaxy for having you by his side.
Oooooo I’ve been waiting for a good time to write something like this. I guarantee I want to do a longer thot for this but uhhh here goes:
TW: threesome (no cl*necest), submissive/bratty reader
“You’ve been such a good girl for us. Always so obedient. So soft. Rex is so very lucky.” Wolffe practically purred in your ear, the scruff of his beard tickling your neck.
You were sandwiched between your long time boyfriend and his extremely handsome brother. You can’t lie and say you haven’t thought about this several times over the years of being on Seelos with the three of them.
Rex loved you passionately and deeply. He was all you ever needed. You both knew it. But as time went on, you could tell both his brothers craved what you and Rex had. They didn’t have anywhere to go to meet anyone new and more than a few times you’d caught both of them staring longingly.
Gregor was sweet about it, never wanting to step on his brothers toes. But Wolffe? Wolffe was intimidatingly alluring and could grab the attention of anyone in his vicinity with just a few glances. They’d all aged some since you’d gone into hiding together. But they were still so built, so strong and so fucking attractive. Especially Wolffe, who’d spent his endless free time working out and staying in ridiculously perfect shape.
Rex could see what was going on and didn’t exactly hate the idea of showing off the absolute angel he’d somehow managed to claim to his admittedly lonely brothers. When he asked if you were okay with it, you’d nearly choked. You never thought Rex would be down to share you, but years away from battles made him more secure in his relationship and more willing to try truly wild shit with you.
So here you stood, Rex’s handsome face lighting up with that familiar heat of arousal as he watched Wolffe fondle parts of you he’d branded as his own hundreds of times before. Wolffe kissed up your neck, marking and nipping your skin and making your eyes roll back in your head under his touch. Coarser and rougher than Rex in a way you really didn’t hate.
“I am. She’s perfect. But I think it’s time you realize just how much…” Rex chuckled, curling his knuckle under your chin and kissing your lips softly. “That okay with you, cyar’ika? Show him how good you feel. And if you need me, call for me. I’ll be right here.” You nodded and let his hand go as he stepped back to rest in wait on his cot.
Wolffe smirked against your skin and growled softly, “You like letting him watch, don’t you? A little performer…how bout we give your boyfriend a show, darlin’?” Your shoulders rolled back into Wolffe’s chest, relaxing under his instruction and turning your head to allow him better access to your neck. Your hand slid down his side, gripping onto him to steady yourself.
“Yes, sir. I’d like that…” You shamelessly flirted, exhaling with a soft moan as his hand slipped into your shirt and fondled your breast rougher than you were used to. Wolffe chuffed in delight, slipping the fabric off your torso and bucking his still armored hips into your backside. You would’ve all but forgotten about Rex had he not been slowly unclasping his armor and setting it on the ground loud enough to purposely be heard.
“Mmmm so polite, without me even having to ask. You take direction so well. But you’re used to a Captain…let’s see how well you take a Commander’s orders…” You shivered at his words, a rush of excitement flooding your core. Wolffe felt it as he was kissing up your neck and nibbled on your earlobe. Before you could say another word, Wolffe’s fingers dug into your hips and spun you around to face him. Your breasts pressed against him salaciously and you watched a wicked grin spread across his bearded face.
You blinked up at his looming frame innocently and walked your fingers along his shoulders to remove his chest plate too. “I can’t be the only one naked here, Commander.” You teased, peeling it off him to reveal the broad, tanned chest that, like Rex’s, was littered with battle scars. You bit your lip and hummed softly, pressing both your palms onto his pecs as you leaned in to kiss him gently.
He was surprisingly soft, fervently and almost affectionately, brushing his lips with yours and tangling his hands in your hair as he let you deepen the kiss. It didn’t last long, though, because as soon as your tongue met his, he let loose, twisting it with yours and fighting to see who would break for air first. You pulled away, gasping for air and letting your hands wander to the back of his neck to twist through the dark, greying curls that were a sharp contrast to both his brother’s.
His touch ghosted down your back, hastily pushing down your bottoms and tossing them in Rex’s direction. You could practically feel your boyfriend’s burning gaze on the ass he loved to grip and spank and bite whenever he had the chance. You could feel the frictionless heat between your thighs at just the thought of Rex’s firm hand spanking you hard. You almost wish he could do it now. As soon as you thought it, you felt the familiar sting against your right cheek. You let out a sigh of delight and felt your cheeks flush under Wolffe’s gaze.
“Ahhh you like that. You’re filthier than I ever imagined.”
“You imagine me a lot?” You flirt, unclasping his codpiece and running your hand across the very strained fabric of his bottoms.
He grabbed your hand and guided it past the waistband and onto where he was throbbing for you. Your nimble fingers wrapped around the shaft and eased it out of the cage it was trapped in. “Can’t help it.” Wolffe grunted at your touch, his rogue gaze peaking down to the part of you he hadn’t touched yet. “You’re fucking pretty you know that…”
“Pretty? Don’t think I’ve ever heard you use that word..” You giggled, maintaining eye contact with him as you brought your hand to your tongue to slick your fingers before dipping back down to coat him with it.
Wolffe let out a long exhale, breathless, inaudible curse words leaving his lips. You almost thought you’d softened him, before his hands gripped your jaw and angled your open mouth up his direction. “Hey..I can appreciate a pretty thing when I see one.” He spit down into your mouth, running his thumb along your lower lip and motioning for you to use that to help lube him up.
You obliged, letting the mix of you drip sloppily down onto his cock. He grunted as you dragged it along the length of him. Each vein pulsed under your fingers, the blood rushing to thicken his cock even more as your tight fist stroked him faster steadily. You bite your lower lip and smile up at him, knowing full well you looked so sweet doing something so profane. “That must feel so good, Commander. Much better than your own hand hmmm?” You teased, running your thumb along the slit to collect pearls of precum leaking out of him.
He smoothed his palms along the curves of your sides, appreciating the sight of you bare and exposed to him in a way you never had been before. “Yes, mesh’la. So fucking good.” He groaned, closing his eyes and guiding you both down to the cot behind you. “Pretty and filthy in the best way. Seems a shame my brother has kept you all to himself.”
“Do you blame me?” Rex chuckled from across the room. You turned to look his direction and had to practically restrain yourself from jumping at the sight of him. He was completely unraveled, clothes and armor neatly tossed to the side and hand slowly stroking the hard member you knew best. He made your fucking mouth water, even after all this time. Even as another man’s hands were all over you and yours were wrapped around another man’s cock, it was Rex who spurred you on more than anyone else. Always.
“No…but I bet she listens to you a lot better than me.” Wolffe chuckled, spanking your ass roughly as you teased him with your hands more than he probably could tolerate. “You’re- fuck- making this difficult, little tease…” He grunted, breath hitching in his throat and cock pulsing with need in your hands.
“So…what are you gonna do about it, Commander? Surely such a strong leader will know how to make me obey. I know someone here does…” You egg them both on, challenging Wolffe to rise to the occasion and reminding your boyfriend that you know he handles you best.
“Cyar’ika…behave yourself.” Rex scolded, his words a sharp contrast to the dangerous smirk he was wearing and the dark lust twinkling in his eyes.
Wolffe sat up beneath you and propped himself up on one arm while the other slid between your legs faster than you were prepared for. “Don’t think she can. Don’t think she wants to…” His fingers slipped through your folds to curl them to the knuckle inside you. You gasp, falling forward to press your forehead on Wolffe’s broad chest. “…Not when acting like a brat gets her this fucking soaked.”
Rex’s laugh was darker this time, excitement deepening his tone and eliciting sinful grunts and whispered curses of ecstasy as he stroked himself. “That’s the little brat I remember. Been a long time since she dared to act up like this. Forgot how much she liked it..”
You let a salacious moan escape as Wolffe rocks the heel of his palm against your clit perfectly, the slow rolling buzz of pleasure beginning to course through each nerve ending. “Is…is that…all you got, Commander?” You challenged between shaky breaths. “Don’t you think I need a firmer hand?” You tipped your head up to watch his jaw tighten as you provoked him even more.
Before you knew it, Wolffe stood up and shifted you on to your hands and knees in front of him. He walked to the side of his cot and whipped around to his brother behind him. “I think you need a little more command, darlin’.” Wolffe motioned for Rex to stand in front of you. “What do you say, Rex?”
Rex tilted your face up to meet his, stroking your cheek as a loving fondness crinkled the corners of his lust blown eyes. “Agreed. Let’s remind her how to follow orders.” Rex bit his bottom lip and stepped forward, his thick cock, pulsing and angry, just inches from your lips.
Wolffe’s perfect frame leaned over you, brushing your hair to the side and growling in your ear “You’ve got two little holes we can make use of. Pray to the force we won’t need to use the third to make you submit.” He bit down on your shoulder harshly and soothed the marks with a hot, laving pass of his tongue.
Numbing tingles shot down your spine under each fingertip he dragged across it. His rough hand gripping at your hip as he butted up against your ass savagely. His cock slipped between your thighs, your folds coating it with slick and throbbing against you as he prepared himself. “Commander…fuck…that’s so…mean. Just take me already.” You whine.
Rex tutted disappointedly from above you, lovingly running his knuckle along your jaw to maneuver you in place for his taking. “Mesh’la…I know you’ve got better manners than that.” You blinked innocently up at him as his thumb split your pouting lips open to slide into your mouth.
Wolffe’s grip on your hipbones was menacingly strong and the draw of his heavy cock between your thighs was making you needier than you’d been in ages. You looked up at Rex as you suckled softly on his thumb and pulled back to whimper out a single “please.”
“There ya go…see? You do listen sometimes.” Wolffe’s hands traveled to your waist, pulling your entire body back onto him and slowly pushing past your entrance. Rex’s firm hand holding your jaw in place prevented you from collapsing to the cot beneath you and you moaned loudly as Wolffe’s cock began to split you open. “Fuck- you’re so good for us. Can feel how much you love taking me. Is she always this tight, Rex’ika?”
Rex grinned proudly, removing his thumb from your lips and pressing his tip in in its place. He let out a long, drawn out delightful sigh, his thick chest heaving in deep inhales to keep himself composed as your mouth wrapped around more of him. “Always.” He answered, his voice straining as you hollowed your cheeks to create delicious tension.
Two gorgeous men on either end of you. Your body was in overwhelming ecstasy. The familiar taste of Rex making waves of warmth flood your core and Wolffe feeling all the benefits as he snapped his hips into your frictionless walls. Pounding inside of you, against your hips with each brutal thrust from Wolffe. Throbbing against your lips as Rex slowly bucked his hips deeper into your mouth, chasing the high you could easily bring him to just like this. Your body was practically lit aflame with white hot arousal from all around you.
You moaned and whimpered as Wolffe harshly took you apart, the delightful stretch of your walls around him was making your legs shake. Rex’s hands tangled in your hair on either side, letting loose as the hum of your mouth around him carried him higher and higher toward his climax.
Wolffe wrapped his hands around your thigh, resting his fingers just above your clit, where you desperately needed to be touched to end this torture. “Feel so good. Bold little thing just needs a good fucking to help her feel better huh? Need to have this pretty pussy filled a little more often I think.” The drag of his pounding cock inside you brought tears to your eyes as the pleasure kept building, which only made Rex hungrier to fuck your throat.
“That pretty smart mouth…stars- cyar’ika. You’re doing so well for us. You satisfy Wolffe and I’ll…let you taste me. Know you love swallowing all of me, you dirty girl.” Rex growled, his voice deeper and huskier as he rapidly approached his climax.
Wolffe smacked your ass hard, the sting on your skin nothing compared to the thrusts that pressed so deep it almost hurt. He was more overwhelming, consuming and aggressive than Rex and you loved the treatment. He would fuck you raw if you let him. And boy you’d like to let him. But his thrusts began to stutter as the mere thought of swallowing Rex and finishing Wolffe brought on your orgasm.
It practically knocked the wind out of you as Wolffe twisting a few perfectly pressured circles on your clit sent you crashing into your high. Your walls clamped down around Wolffe, making him nearly choke and freeze his thrust in place. Rex, knowing your body better than his own at this point, was pulling your hair harshly and spasming as his balls tightened. You slammed your eyes shut and your vision blanked as the euphoria flooded you. You hollowed your cheeks out just one final time and Rex was gone.
Rex groaned loudly, pressing your head to his lower torso and tensing just as you did to shoot ropes of cum down your throat. “Ahhh fuuuuck…that’s a good girl….yes…fuck.” He whimpered with each pass, watching you take him and smirking as trails of him spilled down your chin.
Your own body tensing signaled Wolffe to pull out, resting his cock between your cheeks. He stroked himself just once, angling his cock as he too spilled ribbons of cum across your backside. Three, four, five passes and Wolffe was spent, whimpering and praising you as he emptied himself out for the first time properly in years. “You’re such a good little brat. Making us both cum so fast. Such a good girl you’ve got, Rex. We better make sure we don’t spoil her too much.”
Wolffe flopped down on his cot beside you, slowly stroking your clit as your body rolled through crippling aftershocks. Your legs shook and you panted as the overwhelming high finally died down. You looked up at Rex and swallowed, opening your mouth to prove you didn’t waste a drop. Rex was panting too, leaning down to collect you in his arms and carrying you to his cot. “Like I said, she is the best. My best girl.” He kissed your forehead softly, easing himself down next to you and cuddling you close to his chest as you settled down.
“Our best girl.” Wolffe corrected with a very satisfied chuckle.
“Maybe I should be a misbehaving little brat more often.” You retort, nuzzling into Rex’s chest and letting your body safely go limp in your boyfriends arms.
“Affirmative.” They both said, filling the room with blissfully satisfied laughter. You finally think that hiding out together on Seelos isn’t so bad after all.
13) How do you feel, baby? “I... feel... good...” + 22) Just friends?! Do your friends make you feel hot and bothered like this? Do they make you moan like this?!
Rebels Rex is my current weakness. I’m sweating😮💨
“Just friends?!” He laughed softly, grunting in your ear as he thrusted languidly into your heat. You gasped running your hands down his waist and pulling him deeper into you. He trailed his touch down your lower stomach and rubbed your clit slowly between his fingers.
“Rex.” You moaned, tipping your head back onto the cot he slept on. He made you feel so incredible in a way that no one else ever could. He knew your body like he’d known you for years. It came with all his life experience you supposed. He just knew what he was doing, how to make you feel protected, appreciated, gorgeous and loved.
To the rest of the Rebellion, you just seemed like good friends. You’d both done your best to hide it, to seem professional as you worked side by side every day. But the spark between you both was undeniable and you both found it hilarious that everyone just assumed you were no more than simple friends.
“Do your friends make you feel hot and bothered like this?” He pulled out slowly, running his fingers through your slit and coating his cock with all the slick he caused. “So wet just for me, mesh’la.” He coped as he leaned down to your ear, his beard brushing the side of your face.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, silently begging him to fill you again. Craving how full you felt when he buried his cock inside you. You ran your hand along his shoulders, pulling yourself up to press your body into the intoxicating width of his chest. His body had seen its fair share of fights and battles throughout his life and although he wasn’t the young soldier he once was, he was still built and strapping the way no average man ever could be. The feeling of your chest against his made tingles run down your spine.
You were so attracted to him it was a wonder you could ever keep it a secret. Broad and burly and stoic and sexy. You couldn’t get enough of your skin on his. You held his face in your hand and kissed him passionately, your tongues sliding together slowly as you took it upon yourself to sink back down onto him. He laughed softly, breaking the kiss as he lifted you into his arms, changing the angle and splitting your tightening walls apart on top of him. “Oh Rex…Rex…” you tossed your head back and moaned explicitly, definitely loud enough for people in the neighboring barracks to hear.
“Friends…ha…do they make you moan like this?” He ran hot kisses up your exposed neck, and lifting you in perfect rhythm up and down on top of him. “Of course they don’t. But I do, don’t I, gorgeous?” He growled, thrusting his hips up to meet your opening as he drove you down onto him. He hummed deep in his chest in delight, relishing in the way your insides suffocated him. “How do you feel, cyar’ika?”
“I…feel…good…gods- REX.” You cried out loudly as he resumed rubbing your clit faster, making the tortuous pleasure mounting in your gut build higher and higher. Nearly to your most sought after breaking point. The most intense high that only he could ever get you to.
“That’s it. Louder. Let them hear who makes you feel like this. Those filthy sounds you only make for me. Because you’re mine. And I want everyone to fucking know it.” He smirked as he pounded into you harder, bottoming out and watching your face contort in pleasure as he felt your pussy spasm. You came undone harder than you ever had, falling apart on top of him. He held you to him, painting your insides with ropes of his sticky release and panting in exhaustion.
And by the next morning’s briefing, no one saw you two as just friends anymore.
