Wrecker, texting the group chat: Come quickly, Omega's in her first bar fight!
Hunter: What's she doing in a fight?
Echo: What's she doing in a bar?!
Crosshair: Who's winning?
Author’s note: when I say obsession here, I don’t mean in a creepy stalker way, I mean in the Gomez Addams kind of way because that is absolutely the type of lover Hunter would be, and no, you cannot convince me otherwise
Author’s note 2: I actually proofread this one but it’s entirely possible I still missed something, oops
Word count: 542
Warnings: m!masturbation, body worship (is this even a warning?), Crosshair being the little shit (affectionate) of a younger brother we all know he is, facesitting, oral (f!receiving), hair pulling, unprotected piv sex (wrap it up y’all), creampie, Hunter being an absolute sweetheart
@dindjarindiaries I feel like you might like this (if not, no worries!)
(also this GIF just Does Things to me)
-When he first meets you, he cannot get his eyes off you
-Tries to be polite and respectful, but can’t stop staring at your ass, your tits, your stomach, your hips, your thighs… literally anything squishy takes hold of his mind and will not let go
-Always wants to be near you, smelling you, touching you
-He wants to be surrounded by you and you only
-Definitely has wet dreams about you
-And wakes up with a massive hard-on
-Something Hunter will never willingly admit to anyone is that there are times when he’ll just be so intoxicated by you that he has to sneak off and rub one out because it’s the only way to calm himself down
-Crosshair caught wind of it happening one time and will not stop teasing Hunter about it
-One time Crosshair almost “let it slip” in a conversation with you… which is how he ended up with a black eye and a couple of bruised ribs
-When you finally have sex for the first time, he takes his time and shows love to every single inch of your body
-He wants you to know just how much you and your beautiful body consumes his every waking thought
-Can and will beg you to let him eat you out
-Once Hunter’s face is between your thighs he is not leaving
-Wraps his arms around them and presses his entire face into your pussy
-Eats you out like you’re the only food source and he hasn’t eaten in days (he just ate a couple of hours ago, he’s fine… but he doesn’t know that)
-Pulling his hair while he eats you out will only spur him on even more, too
-👏 SIT 👏 ON 👏 HIS 👏 FACE
-And none of that hovering shit, either
-He’ll lay back, pull you down onto him and go absolutely insane in the best way possible
-All the while he’s thrusting up into nothing because eating you out turns him on so much
-Has definitely came without being touched solely due to getting so turned on from eating your pussy
-👏 OXYGEN 👏 IS 👏 OPTIONAL
-When you come, he keeps eating and will continue unless and until you pull his head away from you
-But will definitely ask for more
-“Please, mesh’la? Give me another one? You look so pretty when you come on my face”
-And when he does finally pull away, the scent and feeling of your arousal covering his face gets him hard all over again
-When he finally slides into you, he buries his face into your neck and moans out the sexiest “oh, fuck” you’ve ever heard
-Does his best to make sex as pleasurable for you as absolutely possible
-But might not last super long
-Being buried deep inside you, feeling the softness of your body underneath his hands, smelling the scent of you still on his face,,,
-And yeah, if you ask him to, he’ll pull out, but will lose it if you let him come inside you
-After sex, all he wants to do is wrap his arms around you and cuddle because all he wants in that moment (and a lot of other moments, let’s be completely honest here) is you
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echo, telling the bad batch about how calm kind and cool General Kenobi was and that they were friends:
hunter, trying very hard not to show fear because the last time he saw kenobi was after a mission during which cody broke his arm. Obi-wan's calm passive agressive smile still haunts him in nightmares: uhuh :)
“Kriiiiiff….I thought that briefing would never end!!” I groaned out my complaint as I flopped onto the bunk I had claimed for the night. I stretched out with a sigh as my head rested on the firm, but not unpleasant, pillow. I heard a familiar pair of footsteps walk over to my bunk accompanied by a familiar heavy sigh. “Yeah. I hate these late night briefings, to tell you the truth.” Hunter huffed as he sat beside me on the edge of the bunk. He glanced down at me, giving me a weary smile. “You look comfortable.”
I tucked my hands behind my head, shimmying a little to get even more comfy, at least as comfy as I could on the clone bunk I was occupying. Clone bunks weren’t exactly designed for comfort or softness, they were merely a means to sleep safely without rough terrain digging into your spine. After years of sleeping on the standard bunks though, one does get accustomed. So accustomed in fact, normal soft mattresses or cushions felt foreign, if not utterly sinful. The last time Hunter and I were undercover at a noble’s villa, we were given a lavish room to stay the nights we were there. For three of those nights, my sergeant could not sleep on the bed. Instead, he opted for the lounge chaise that was near the indoor fountain. He claimed that the padding was firmer and more easy to tolerate.
Though he was never one for softness and such things, I believed whole heartedly that he deserved some luxury and nice things.
Hunter reached down and gently brushed a lock of my black hair away from my face. He rested the palm of his hand against my cheek, gently caressing my face. He was exhausted, but that didn’t dim the affection that swept across his tatted face as he looked down at me. “You should get some sleep, sweetheart.” he said softly, his gruff tone laced with weariness. I sat up and situated myself so I was sitting next to him. Hunter was still clad in his armor, having not been able to find a moment to change. I patted his pauldron. “Here, let me help with this.”
Not having the energy to argue, he nodded and stood up. Both of us worked expertly on the clasps and what not that kept his armor in place. Carefully placing the pieces of his armor in a reachable pile near the bunk, he was soon relieved of his armor, leaving him only in his black bodyglove. Hunter rolled his shoulders and neck, groaning when a few cricks crackled, granting him relief. He settled back down onto the bunk and I situated myself behind him, resting my hands on his broad shoulders. I started gently rubbing his shoulders, massaging his tight muscles. He grunted when I located a knot. “You store a lot of stress here, don’t you?” I ghosted my fingers over the area between his shoulder blades. He shivered as he nodded. “Not exactly intentional.” he gruffed.
“I know,” I said as I worked the knot, knowing what method worked best on his body to relieve that stress. As I worked, I could hear Hunter’s stifled, breathy moans of relief as his stress melted away.
Once I had finished, I patted his shoulder. “You can lie down if you want.”
Hunter looked over his shoulder at me. “Where’re you gonna sleep?”
“Just lie down first,” I urged. He blinked, unsure about what I meant but did so. With a grunt, he laid down on his back, letting out a breathy “Uhnf…” as he got comfy.
As he relaxed, I grabbed a few of the spare blankets that were folded on one of the unoccupied bunks and hurried over back to Hunter.
“What are you-”
Before he could finish, I unfurled the blankets, laid down on top of him, and covered the both of us in the blankets. Hunter snorted out a chuckle as I nuzzled and rubbed my cheek against his chest, the sensation of the fabric soothing me. His relaxed pecs were soft against my cheek as I rested my head on his chest, the best pillows in my opinion. Once I got comfy, Hunter wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. I felt him place a kiss on the top of my head. “I could get used to this,” he told me and he inhaled and exhaled a deep breath.
After a few minutes, Hunter dozed off, I could tell by how his breathing evened out and how he started snoring softly. I smiled as my own eyelids grew heavy, eventually closing too.
