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A Great View

WARNINGS: TBB S3 SPOILERS. 18+ MINORS DNI; Smut, fresher sex, possessive/jealous Crosshair, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex between partners (Wrap it up friends), p in v, maybe slight angst?

Summary: Crosshair gets jealous when Howzer flirts with you.

Pairing: Tbb s3!Crosshair x f!reader

WC: 2k

A/N: How GOOD were episodes 6 & 7?! SO GOOD right? I've missed this man so so so much. So excited for next week. When Cross said "Oh, I'm much worse." I couldn't BREATHE. And not to mention, seeing him in his old armor again???? Forever crying over him.

“Did you like the attention Howzer gave you?” Crosshair’s smoky voice is in your ear as he pushes you up against the fresher sink on the way back to Pabu so he can tend to your wounds. 

Normally, this would be your job, tending to the batch’s wounds. And normally, if you had any wounds yourself, Tech would-

“No.” You shake your head.

He lets out a noncommittal grunt, his hand traveling up into your hair to move it out of the way so he can help clean the blood off your forehead. “Is that so?”

Crosshair was right earlier. He is worse than Hunter. But that’s what you love about him. Kriff, you’ve missed him so much…You flinch when he dabs at the cut. 

He pulls his face back some and looks down at you with a raised eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. You’re telling the truth, though.

You tell him, firmly. “I just…”

“What is it? Tell me princess.” He hums, tilting your chin up toward him so he can search your eyes.

You can feel the other clones’ eyes on you as you sit with Omega, Wrecker, and Batcher at your feet. Howzer passes by, smirking. You look up at Crosshair, who’s suddenly more tense, and then look back down at your datapad. A few moments later, Howzer brings you a drink and you thank him. 

“No problem. If you need… anything else… don’t hesitate to come find me.” He winks. 

Oh. Uh oh. 

You look up at Crosshair again, just knowing his eyes are on you at all times. He’s shooting Howzer a glare so hard you think it could usually break a normal person in half. Crosshair walks over to you, leaning against the table, next to you and then tilts your chin up toward him and kisses you so deeply, it makes your insides go warm and fuzzy with need. 

You and Crosshair had been apart for so long, he wasn’t about to let anything get in his way again. When he pulls away, you feel slightly breathless, both yours and Crosshair’s pupils are blown and you think you may need to sneak away. Except Rex breaks up the moment, needing him and Hunter for something. 

Howzer throws Crosshair his own glare and joins them, leaving you warm in the face, thinking about what you’re going to do to him tonight. Wrecker’s laugh snaps you back to reality, so you ignore him, going back to your datapad. 

You look up at Crosshair, the burning need for him returning low in your stomach. 

“I like when you’re jealous. It’s hot.” You smirk up at him as he puts a small bandage over the cut on your forehead.

Crosshair lets out a low chuckle, smirking. “I would say it’s more protective than anything.” 

“Call it what you want, it was hot.” You shrug, running your hands across his stomach, landing on his waist, gripping his shirt. 

He leans in close, his warm breath ghosting over your ear. “Yeah? You like when I let people know what’s mine?” 

You nod. “Yes.”

He hums, kissing your neck and you let out a soft moan at the feel. He lifts you up, sitting you on the sink. This sink is bigger than the one on the Marauder, so there’s more room for him to stand between your legs without feeling cramped. Not that you mind the cramped feeling. 

“You want me to take you right here? Remind you who you belong to?” Crosshair murmurs, squeezing your thighs. 

“Yes, please.” You look up at him, eyes wide with need. 

Crosshair crushes his lips to yours, finally, hands traveling to cup your neck so he can reach you better. A soft moan escapes your lips, traveling right to his, making him smirk. 

The two of you had been together the entire war and then when he chose the Empire over the batch, over you, your heart shattered and you thought you’d never love again. 

And then he got off that freighter with Omega and your heart soared. You belong to him, and he belongs to you. It’s the only thing that’s ever made sense in these dark times. 

You and Crosshair have snuck away every chance you’ve gotten since he’s come home to you, making love, desperately and passionately. So this would come as a surprise to no one, being locked away in the fresher on Echo’s ship. 

He pulls away to help you down off the sink and spins you so you’re facing the mirror. His lips turn up in a soft smirk. 

“I look rough.” You notice.

Your hair is a mess, you’re caked in blood and dirt and desperately need a shower. 

“Doesn’t matter.” He leans down and kisses your shoulder. “You’re still beautiful.”

You roll your eyes with a teasing smile. “If you say so.”

He starts to ease your pants down until they hit the floor, taking your underwear with them. “I do say so.”

And then he places a swift smack to your left cheek, causing you to let out a sharp gasp. 

“Go on. Say it.” His smoky voice fills your ears and you close your eyes, savoring the sound of it as he rubs the spot on your cheek that he smacked.

“I’m beautiful even when I look like I had the shit beat out of me?” You tease.

He chuckles. “Brat.” 

“You love me.” You open your eyes only to meet his own in the mirror.

“I do.” He nods.

It’s a promise.

He lifts your shirt up over your head, unsnapping your binder next, with slightly shaky fingers. You notice when he looks down, frustrated at his hand, so to distract him, you back up against his hardened length, making him groan softly. His hands fly to your hips, pushing you down over the sink. 

“Tell me how bad you want it, princess. Go on.” He urges you, smirking down at your naked form. 

You don’t think there are words to describe how badly you need him to fuck you right now. 

“Fuck…” You whisper. “Please… I need it.” 

“Didn’t tell you to beg. Told you to tell me how bad you want it.” He purrs, sliding two fingers through your already soaked folds. 

“I- I need it.” You whimper. “So bad. Please Cross… I c- I can’t tell you how bad.” 

His fingers find your clit and your back arches up as you moan and his grip on your hip tightens. 

“What would you do if I just got down on my knees instead of fucking you?” He teases.

All you can do is whine. 

“You really want me to fill your pussy that bad, huh?” You can hear him drop to his knees and you whine again.

“Hush.” He whispers. “Let me make you cum and then I promise I’ll fuck you as hard as you want me to. Deal?” 

He knows that his voice alone is enough to make you fold. You’ve never been able to tell the man no. Not to anything. 

“Deal…” You sigh. 

“Thank you.” He places a quick kiss to your rear cheek. 

The moment that you feel his hot tongue against your warmth, you have to put your hand over your mouth so that no one will hear you come apart above your partner. He licks stripe after stripe over your folds, getting you nice and wet for him. Your shaky breaths only spur him on.

Crosshair’s arms snake around your thighs, giving you extra security to keep you held up and you silently thank him. Unable to help yourself, though, you push back against his face, the stubble against his cheeks causing a delicious friction against your inner thighs. 

Having Crosshair on his knees like this reminds you of the first night he was home. The two of you snuck away to the beach almost immediately. Hunter hadn’t been happy about it, but it was worth it. Cross had pushed you up against a rock, kissed you until both of you couldn’t breathe and then he dropped to his knees and ate your pussy for over an hour. You lost track of the amount of times he made you cum that night. 

There hadn’t even been any apologies until after. The need for each other just… outweighed the bad. 

And now, here he is, a couple weeks later and you have a lot of lost time to make up for. 

“Fuck, right there.” You whisper.

He hums against your cunt and then sucks your sensitive clit between his teeth before latching his lips against it, making you smack your free hand against the mirror. He chuckles and pushes a finger into your tight warmth, making you groan against your palm. 

“Yeah? You gonna cum on my face, cyar’ika?” He encourages you, thrusting his finger in and out of you. 

You both know it’s not as good as his cock, but his long slender fingers have always been able to reach into you so perfectly.

“Mmhmmm.” You whine as he curls his finger against the spongy part inside of you, making that familiar warm feeling start to take over. “So good.”

The blinding white hot feeling rips through your body like a volcano, sending you over the edge, dripping down Crosshair’s face. 

He stands up, gripping your hair and pulling back so that you’re forced to watch as he pushes his cock roughly into you, making both of you moan so loudly that he has to place his free hand over your mouth so you’ll be quieter. You don’t mind though because it brings you physically both closer. You make eye contact again in the mirror and he kisses your bare shoulder, thrusting roughly into you.

“Mm.” He sighs. “You know you’re mine, don’t you?”

You nod, mumbling around his hand, answering him.

“And you don’t mind if I make everyone else aware that you’re mine?” He whispers.

You shake your head.

“Good. Fuck… So good to me.” His thrusts become sharper, more purposeful as you clench around his cock.

You know you’re going to feel it later. But it’s alright because you know he’ll take care of you later. 

“Where do you want my cum?” He grits between his teeth.

“Inside.” You mumble through his fingers. 

He buries his face in your neck, biting back a growl the best he can as he empties himself inside of you, painting your walls with himself, just how you love it. Deep and rough. You’re sure to have bruises in the shape of long slender fingers on your hip in the morning, but you don’t mind.

“Shower.” You whisper.

“Shower.” He agrees. “But first…”

He spins you around to face him and kisses you again. This time, more gently, cupping your face so carefully, he almost seems afraid that you could break. His tongue slips past your lips, dancing along yours and you cling to him, wrapping your arms around him. 

When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours. “Thank you.”

“For what?” You look up into amber brown eyes, confused.

“For taking me back, even when I didn’t deserve it.” He whispers.

You pull away, staring up into his eyes, your favorite eyes, holding his face so that he looks at you. “Listen to me, Cross… Everything you did… all the mistakes you made… they don’t define you. You have to let go of the past so that we can build our future. Okay?”

You’ve seen how much he’s changed. You see the way he is with Omega. How affectionate he is with Batcher. And more importantly, how he’s apologized to you and promised to be better. You believe him. You believe in him. 

He nods, tears nearing the brim of his eyes, so you kiss him again. 

“Speaking of our future…” You murmur softly, smiling against his lips. “A couple days ago, Shep showed me a house I thought could be perfect for us.” 

“Oh yeah?” He guides you into the shower, starting the water.

“It’s got a great view.” You wiggle your eyebrows.

“Doesn’t every house on Pabu have a ‘great view’?” He raises a dark eyebrow.

“Yeah, but not every house in Pabu has you.” You shrug. For the first time, you think since before he left, he lets out a genuine laugh. It reaches your soul and you know you’ll do anything to hear that laugh for the rest of your life.

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Hello! Another HC idea 💡

Would you be able to write about the boys and reader working out? What part of their body do they like to focus on, is there a specific exercise, etc.

I would love to think that Echo focuses on his arm (and torso) ; although that may or may not be all that he has :0 Like we have seen him CLIMBING using his one hand/arm only!!! 😯

If you can, can you make the scenarios “suggestive” 👀 I would be all over Echo if I saw him doing a pull-up with one arm.

Thanks and besitos!

Damn, I hope 18+ Smut is okay too, cause this thought carried me to some places....

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader – Spicy Workout

SMUT 18+

Suggestive/Nudity/FiV/PiV/Oral recieving/aso.

Hunter

His worktout consists mostly of boxing, running and when it arises obstacle courses or sparring matches.

You've watched him work out and see the muscles tighten under his tanned skin. In his muscle shirt and loose training pants. Such an unfamiliar outfit and such a heating sight.

Your pulse quickens and Hunter lifts his gaze, having just done a few push-ups.

"You okay?"

You blink, caught, has he noticed how you adore him?

"Hmm?"

"Your pulse is a little high if I'm not mistaken."

You shake your head as if you have no idea what he means.

He slowly stands up and on impulse you ask, "Can you show me some stuff?"

"Stuff?"

You nod and stand up, you make a few nervous hand movements and say, "Well, you know a few grips, a few moves to defend myself."

He smiles understandingly.

"Oh I see, yes of course, come here".

Your heart skips a beat, such simple words and a very simple movement, Hunter as he holds out his hand invitingly to you and your senses begin to dance a whole new beat. As his hand closes around yours a shiver runs through you, he usually wears gloves, not today, for the first time his bare fingers touch you and you almost lose yourself in that simple touch.

"What's wrong with you today? You seem… amped up"

"But I'm calm," you say uncertainly.

He shakes his head as he turns your back to him.

"Yes, but only on the outside"

"Maybe I'll find this exciting?"

He laughs softly and says "Don't worry, there's no need to be nervous, I'll be careful, I won't hurt you while sparring"

That was not your concern at all, but as far as you are concerned, he should believe that.

"Okay, I trust you"

"Good"

He reached under your arms from behind and levered them out, slowly, gently, just to get you into the stance you needed to get out of. He was pressed up against you, very close, his body heat and every taut muscle so close that it began to tingle under your skin.

"Now, I'm going to show you how to get out of this hold without getting too-"

"No wait…"

He pauses. Before he can really ask why, he smells the answer. A stuttering breath comes over his lips followed by a low growl.

"You want me to hold you like this?" he asks, his voice suddenly a whole touch deeper and huskier.

"Yes…. please."

He spins you around, you still in his grip, your arms levered out with his muscular arms, his hands on your neck, he presses you against the outer hull of the Marauder.

You clutch your legs to his as he pushes them apart to anchor you and arch your back, pushing your pelvis toward the back so you could feel his hard length against your pubic through his gym shorts and your thin yoga pants.You hang in his strong grip and he starts grinding into you, draging his lenght anlong your cunt and makes you moan.

Close to your ear, he moans: "This is just the workout I need today".

Echo

One-armed push-ups, fascinated you watch Echo as the muscles in his arm tense and stand out clearly. Echo topless is simply irresistible. You swallow and lick your lips.

"Mesh'la," he says a little breathlessly, since he's been working out for a while "How long are you going to keep watching me anyway?"

You jump up from your seat startled, you didn't know he had noticed you.

He knows exactly how much you like watching him, after all it's not the first time.

He gets up, comes over to you and sits down on the bench you were sitting on before.

He looks up at you, his typical bashfulness on his face with a hint of mischievousness.

"Want me to do the special work out with you again?"

You bite your lower lip with relish and nod.

"Then you'll have to take off your panties, Mesh'la," he says so gently that your panties almost slide down on their own.

You comply with his request and kneel over his lap.

"Good girl," he coos.

He smiles and says, "You know the drill, hold on to my shoulders".

You do as you're told and his hand wanders over your thighs under the hem of your skirt, roaming over the already tingling skin. You know what to expect and your arousal is already gathering between your glowing thighs.

His fingers find your moist folds and stroke them gently, teasingly, as he lets out a pleasurable hum as you moan his name softly. One finger finds your wet entrance and slowly advances inside you, then very slowly a second, stretching you gently, deliciously.

"Hmmm, Echo."

His thumb settles on your clit, applying gentle pressure. His arm tenses, muscles hard as stone. You can't help it, one of your hands wandered over the arm, feeling it in fascination. He smiles proudly.

"Now be a good girl and ride my hand".

You feel heat rising in your cheeks and your walls tighten around his fingers, you start bobbing up and down on his hand, fucking yourself on his fingers while your pearl rubs against his thumb.

He looks at you, his eyes glazed and dark with arousal.

"Such a good girl, that's it" he praises you.

Your arousal begins to drip over his fingers and hand as you shamelessly chase your climax on his strong hand. You look down and see his hard length twitching in his workout pants. You think this game is too incredibly hot and yet you can't wait for him to ask you to get under you so he can continue his push-ups.

Wrecker

When Wrecker asked you to help him train, you had no idea how it would end.

Wrecker's workout mainly involved lifting incredible weights, you had no idea how you could help him.

When you asked him what you should do, he asked you to undress.

You raised your eyebrows in amusement, "Oh do you want to work with a distraction challenge today?"

Wrecker laughs suggestively, "Yeah, something like that."

No sooner are you undressed he reaches out and presses you upside down against him, his head between your bare thighs. He falls over your pussy with his lips and tongue. He has a firm grip on you while standing in the middle of the training room.

"OH! Wrecker!

He chuckles at your clit.

He murmurs delving into your wet folds, "Not much of a challenge, but a hot one".

He holds you against his body and you support yourself with your hands against his thighs. He's wild, hungry, lapping at your folds and clit, dipping into your slit again and again.

"Taste so goood," he hums.

It tingles it tickles it feels wonderful. Every one of your nerve endings vibrates. As you see his cock swell in his pants, you pull down his workout pants. As you grip his meaty, big erection with your hand and your lips close around his tip, he moans in surprise into your pussy. You pump his hard length in your hand and suck on his tip. He softly bucks his hips up and his cock into your mouth. His face is completely smeared with your arousal.

"Mmm, mesh'la that's a nice little twist," he hums at your clit.

Tech

Unfortunately, he often neglects his training in favor of other projects that keep him busy, however, he needs to take care of his back because first of all he doesn't pay enough attention to his posture and secondly he basically has problems with his back. He is very tall and slim, he tends to let his shoulders droop and his muscles suffer as well.

"Tech?"

"Yes my dear?"

Your beloved genius is tinkering with a new project, an improved scanner that will help keep better track of Echo's vitals and implants.

"What about your workout, you can't put it off again".

Tech sighs. Part of his workout consists of swimming to strengthen his back muscles, he actually loves that, whenever you are near water he really enjoys doing that workout, but right now you were far from any bodies of water.

You see his unenthusiastic expression and say, "What if I reward you for doing your workout?"

Tech raises his eyebrows questioningly as well as with interest.

"A reward?" he asks, slowly placing the scanner and tools on the table in front of him.

You nod with a smile.

A few minutes later, Tech is sitting on the bench in the training room, you've pulled his pants down a bit and have his hard length in your hands.

Tech sits up straight, he pulls some weights overhead behind his neck and pushes them back up. His thighs tremble slightly as your tongue twitches over his cock.

"Good boy," you coo "Keep going."

"Yes, Cyare" he breathes.

You press your tongue to the underside of his length and close your lips around him, bobbing your head up and down. Tech's breath stutters but he pulls himself together because every time he pauses, you stop too.

"Keep going, be my good boy and I reward you".

Crosshair

His workout consists mainly of running and weapons training. You quickly gave up on participating in this. You just couldn't keep up with his long, fast legs when running, he was incredibly agile and he gave everything so that you couldn't keep up at all just to annoy you.

The same goes for weapons training, of course he's better, he's also better than his brothers and he tends to show off and mock more or less in a fun way.

One day when you give up, sulking and retreat he says behind you, "Oh come on, you didn't expect to keep up with me did you?"

You sigh and don't dignify this question with an answer, you know he's just teasing you again anyway.

When he realizes you're not stopping he says, "Okay wait!"

He can't stand it when your attention is no longer on him, he basks in it and enjoys it, lolling in your attention like a cat.

As you slowly turn to him he says, "Okay, I've been gloating, I'll admit that. How about I show you some Sniper training?"

You cross your arms in front of your chest.

" Not sure about that"

"Why? I'll teach you what you want to know" he says, stepping closer to you.

Of course you comply, you're lying in the grass, you have your hands on the Firepuncher and he's giving you instructions. You do well, both of you are quite pleased.

"Now for more interesting things," he says suddenly, laying over you while you're still lying on your stomach holding the gun. Instantly, heat seeps into the triangle between your thighs and your panties become damp. Crosshair presses up against you, one hand slips under your body into your panties and begins rubbing your clit. A small squeak comes from your lips.

"C-Cross!"

He laughs softly, "Let's see how well you do with distraction?"

Not well at all, you miss every target. Still he praises you, it's a little confusing but you don't care either. The way he touches you, the way he pushes himself against you, is much more important. He pulls your pants down, not all the way, but far enough.

"Let's see how you do with my cock working in your pussy".

Heat rises in your cheeks and you moan unabashedly as he pushes his cock, still lying above you, past your thighs and buns and into your pussy. Close to your ear you hear a groan from his mouth.

"Sweet and wet… now concentrate"

He is slowly pounding into you, moaning while giving you orders.

You're overwhelmed, you're hitting next to nothing, but still he praises you, his mind isn't quite on the job either, but that doesn't matter to you or him at this moment.

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Uh oh... there's only one bed! The Bad Batch Edition

word count: 2.1k - tw: mention of nightmares

After getting ambushed by some bounty hunters, what started off as a simple job quickly became a shootout. Luckily, no one got hurt but thanks to a few explosions and blaster fire from almost every direction, the Batch got split up. 

Thankfully the bounty hunters retreated after the initial shootout, jumping on their speeders and fleeing. Although this makes things a bit easier, you’re still separated, with most of the Batch already regrouped. Now the last two people left to join them are you and him, the both of you side by side and listening intently to the others over an encrypted comm channel. 

After some debating, the Batch concludes that you two should find somewhere to spend the night and join them back at the ship tomorrow, deeming the trek back to the Marauder too dangerous after dark.

Once you find a gloomy (but cheap) motel, you go up to the main desk and ask for a room. With the excitement of the day turning into exhaustion, neither you or him think of clarifying what kind of room you want, presuming the receptionist gives you the key to a twin room. 

Expecting to see two beds in the room, your eyes go wide when you open the door to see only one…

HUNTER

Entering the room to see only one bed, Hunter sighs, his shoulder deflating. It’s been a long, strenuous day and debating over who gets the bed isn’t what he needs right now.

He automatically offers it to you, not only out of exhaustion but because he genuinely thinks you deserve it more. Hunter’s never had a comfy bed, often preferring to nap on the chairs aboard the Marauder than the actual bunks. So the way he sees it, sleeping on the floor is more familiar to him.

But of course this doesn’t suit you, insisting that he takes the bed instead. He’s too tired to do this “No you should have it” “No you” debate and so he’s quick to compromise, commenting on how the bed is big enough for the both of you.

Hunter’s extremely respectful when you’re both in the bed together. He keeps close to the edge of the bed and opts to sleep on his side so he takes up as little space as possible.

And that should be it… both of you staying on your respective sides of the bed and nodding off to sleep.

But that doesn’t sit right with Hunter.

He’s overtired but being in a new environment means his senses are on high alert. Hunter doesn’t see how he’s supposed to get any rest while his senses are completely on edge. And so he turns to the one thing his senses are familiar with… you.

You hear him turn over and within a few seconds, you feel Hunter’s arm slowly wrap around you. He does this very cautiously, keeping an eye out for any sign of discomfort from you. But when you let out a soft sigh and move towards Hunter, he takes that as a good sign.

With his arms around you, Hunter nuzzles his face into your hair. Your scent grounds him, your body acting as a safety blanket to his senses as he finally drifts off to sleep.

He keeps his arms around you during the night and when you wake in the morning, you find your head softly pressed against his chest and Hunter’s face still covered by your hair. He wouldn’t speak about this afterwards, unsure what to say or how to explain his need to have you close but if you ever find yourself in a similar situation, Hunter will definitely be cuddling you again.

TECH

When Tech sees the bed, he understands what the most logical solution is… albeit slightly flustering to think about.

Sharing the bed means the two of you will get some proper rest and considering you’ll both need to make it back to the ship tomorrow, rest is something you both desperately need.

But Tech doesn’t suggest it immediately, taking his time to look around the small room for any viable alternatives. He could sleep on the floor but considering the large amount of stains and random discolouring, Tech’s pretty sure he’ll catch some kind of sickness if he lays down on it.

Already beginning to build a barrier of pillows down the middle of the bed, he shares his thoughts with you and how he believes sharing the bed is the best option.  You (obviously) don’t oppose his plan and help him with the barrier.

But is the barrier needed? Nope, in fact within an hour, you’re already dismantling the pillow barrier.

You both try to get some sleep but after the events of the day, you’re worried and ask Tech what he thinks will happen next. That turns into a conversation about if the Empire will ever truly let the Batch go and then discussing what you both hope to do in that ideal world, where the Batch is truly free. During this conversation, you both begin removing pillows from your barrier, finding it hard to have such a deep conversation with pillows blocking your view of one another.

Tech knows he should cut the conversation short and get some much needed rest, but there’s something within him that stops him from doing so. Usually it’s impossible to talk with you for this long without some kind of interruption from the others.

It’s rare to get so much time to talk to you one on one and now that he has all night with you, Tech doesn’t want to waste it. Kriff, fantasising about the future is the last thing Tech would normally do but with you? He can do it all night if you want.

It’s almost the early hours of the morning by the time you drift off to sleep, your head lazily resting against Tech’s shoulder as your eyes begin to close.

Tech doesn’t mind, shortly drifting off to sleep after you with a small smile on his face and arm wrapped protectively around you.

WRECKER

This doesn’t really phase Wrecker. The second his eyes land on the lone bed, he only has one question; do you want to be the big spoon or little spoon?

The way he sees it, there’s not much he can do to change this nor is this a big deal to him.

You’re both good friends and this wouldn’t be the first time you’ve fallen asleep together. Simply, it is what it is and Wrecker’s okay with that.

It’s been a turbulent few weeks but Wrecker sees this as a break away, a mini vacation for just the two of you.

If you haven’t eaten yet, he’ll suggest you both go out to a local shop and buy as many snacks as you can. Wrecker is basically seeing this as a sleepover and what’s a sleepover without some midnight snacks?

The room is pretty basic so while there’s no way to watch any holomovies, Wrecker instead finds entertainment in your stories about life before the war. Any story you have, whether it be about your childhood or a night in 79’s, Wrecker wants to hear it.

The both of you spend most of the night sprawled across the bed, doing little competitions like who can throw a snack highest and catch it in their mouth.

When you’re both out of energy, there’s no actual discussion about sharing the bed. It just happens naturally, your head resting on Wrecker’s large arm as sleep takes over.

When you wake up the next morning, you’re on top of Wrecker, who’s snoring softly against you. His arms are thrown loosely around you as he holds you against his chest. Yeah you’re basically his replacement for Lula the Tooka doll.

It’s hard to get up, not because of Wrecker’s grip but because he’s so damn cosy. Closing your eyes, you decide another five minutes of bliss wouldn’t hurt.

ECHO

He won’t admit it but when the door slid open to reveal only one bed, Echo got a twist of anxiety in his gut.

Suddenly he doesn’t feel tired (or at least that’s what he tells you). And besides, the bounty hunters could still be lurking around so it’s dangerous for you both to sleep. Before you can question it, Echo gives the order that you sleep and he’ll take watch.

Echo can be quite a stubborn guy when he wants to be, so no matter how many times you suggest he gets some rest or offer to take the first watch, Echo brushes it off and insists he stays up.

It doesn’t take much thought to figure out why Echo is so adamant about staying awake. Sleeping next to you would be a dream come true for him but what if his modifications hurt you while he’s asleep? 

One accidental move of his arm during the night and he could hit you over the head with his scomp link. The very thought of that frightens him so if it were to actually happen, Echo is sure he wouldn’t recover.

After much back and forth, you get him to take watch while sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard as you sleep next to him. That way, at least Echo has some comfort, you under the duvet beside him while he sits rather rigidly next to you.

You fall asleep pretty quickly but you move quite a bit. Tossing and turning in your sleep, your brain can’t seem to relax, too wound up with all that’s happened recently.

Eventually, you roll a little too close to Echo, your body bumping off of him as you throw your arm around his waist. He stills, unsure whether he should move or if doing so would wake you.

Within a few seconds, you curl your body against his, your head resting on his thigh as you hold onto him, finally seeming peaceful in your sleep.

Echo has to admit, it’s pretty cute to see you relax almost the second you cuddle him, a warm feeling igniting in his chest. Suddenly, his worries begin to melt away and he wants to curse himself for overthinking the situation and not grabbing on to this opportunity while he could.

Despite being somewhat annoyed at himself, Echo’s grateful you’re next to him, nuzzling into him as you sleep. Absent-mindedly trailing his hand up and down your back, Echo rests his head against the cushy headboard, letting sleep take over.

CROSSHAIR

He rolls his eyes. That’s his first reaction. After all the shit he’s been through today and now this?! Crosshair isn’t happy.

You almost don’t catch what he says, his words coming out as a mutter as he tells you to take the bed and he’ll keep watch. Crosshair isn’t in the mood to debate this, so any suggestion you make of him also getting some rest is met with a sarcastic reply or a quip about how you’re wasting energy complaining when you should be sleeping.

While you get into the surprisingly soft bed, Crosshair sits at the bottom of the bed, sniper in hand as he cleans the weapon. It doesn't need to be cleaned but keeping himself busy helps fight off the urge to sleep.

Silence fills the room and you drift off to sleep, knowing you’ll be safe with Crosshair keeping watch.

But as soon as you fall asleep, that feeling of safety fades away and the nightmares begin. They don’t happen every night but when they do, the nightmares completely take over, causing you to mumble to yourself and flail in the bed.

When you leave out a particularly loud cry, Crosshair pauses, glancing behind his shoulder at you. He doesn't need an explanation of what this is, suffering from his own nightmares. 

Settling his sniper down on the wobbly coffee table, Crosshair moves closer to you, sitting beside your sleeping figure and watching as your face becomes clouded by dread. 

He’s not sure what to do, but hesitantly Crosshair places his hand on your shoulder, trying to still your erratic movements as he says “It’s alright, I’m here, you’re safe with me”.

His voice soothes you in ways you can’t even describe, his tone so calm yet confident. He’s shocked when the nightmares seem to subside, further encouraging him to continue his reassurances to you.

The more he reassures you, the more you seek out Crosshair’s warmth, your arms instinctively reaching out to him. As you try to cuddle him, Crosshair rolls his eyes before moving deeper into the bed, letting you cuddle into his side. This isn’t how he expected the night to go but now that you’re sleeping with your face in by his neck and leg on top of his, he assumes he’s stuck like this until you eventually wake up.

Commander Cody went AWOL

Hunter's 5'11", Crosshair and Tech are 6'4", Echo is 6'1" and Wrecker is 6'6"

Hunter: I hate you with every inch of my body

Crosshair: …not many inches…

I have a request that has kept me up at night. But the whole Batch’s reaction to seeing their s/o sunbathing nude.

Like they set up camp somwhere for a break from missions and they see that their s/o is missing and finds them a bit far from the others, laying on a flat rock, naked and enjoying the sun.

18+ or not you decide😍 have a lovely day!

Catching Rays***

All Bad Batch Boys X GN!Reader

warnings: gonna class this as only mild NSFW. Mentions of nudity, suggestive themes, established relationships, slight voyeurism but mainly fluff. Gender Neutral Reader.

Apologies about the wait @thesunwof - hope this is to your liking ♥️

Masterlist

Echo ☀️

As Echo stepped off the ship, two cold drinks in his hands for this luxurious hot day, his eyes scan for you but finds himself frowning at your disappearance. Asking the others where you went, Hunter gestured in the direction you dispersed off to and so Echo sets out to find you.

He tried to comm you, asking for your location but your lack of reply makes his stomach swirl in nerves. The panic of something happening to you was thick in his mind so much so he ended up in a mad sprint that had him abruptly coming to a halt, nearly falling at the sight that beheld him.

The area was quiet and serene, something you would find on a postcard but despite the beauty of the place - it was you who caught his attention.

Laid in the warm sun, your nude body glistened. A part of him felt relieved to see you fine but another part of him was jealous you didn’t ask him to join you. Yet a different part of him was quite aroused…“What are you up to?”

His voice woke you from your daydream, sitting up abruptly to see your other half standing in the tree line, a surprise yet pleasant look on his face.

“Just having a little bit of ‘me time’ but your free to join me.” You pat the spot beside you, waggling your brows at him mischievously.

“What if the others find us?” He approaches you but apprehension is in his voice as you rest your hands on his shoulders, pulling on his top teasingly to get it off.

“Then I guess it’ll be a fun little risk, won’t it?”

Echo chuckles but gives in. It’s been too long since he actually had the chance to lay back and relax with you. What better way to spend it too, in the nude under the warm sun?

Hunter ☀️

Hunter didn’t spot you right away, rather he smelt the intoxicating scent of your sweat - something he rather much loved.

He noticed your disappearance straight away and after tracking you down, his body tingles as your scent blows through the warm sun which lead him to seeing you; naked and not having a single care in the world. His mouth waters at the sight of you, his senses enhanced more so as your skin glitters in the sun.

“Well, well… what do we have here?” He speaks, making his presence known and you can only chuckle, sitting up on your elbows as you lead over your sunglasses at your boyfriend.

“Why? You like what you see Sarge?” You purr, eyes scanning his whole body and already being able to tell he was getting worked up.

“Of course,” he crosses the threshold until he can place a hand to your warm and exposed thigh, gently caressing your skin, “why didn’t you invite me along?”

Your eyes gleam in satisfaction. “I wanted you to find me, of course. And it looks like you already have.”

Hunter chuckles, and you can’t help but notice he’s already kicking his boots off as well as using his bandana to tie his hair back. “You going to join me?”

He pauses and looks down at you with a smirk. “How could I not?”

Wrecker ☀️

“WIT WOO!” You jolt at the sudden boom of Wreckers voice, breaking out of your tranquil state as you sit up with wide eyes, staring over at Wrecker who emerges from behind the trees. “All naked and sexy without me?” He mockingly pouts but his pout is soon followed by his laughter as he approaches.

“Hey big boy,” you grin at him, happy that he managed to track you down. After all, it would be painfully awkward if it was any of the others.

You don’t even have to ask but he’s already undressing, allowing you time to scoot across the rock you were sunbathing upon before he joins you, hands tucked behind his head before letting out a reliving sigh.

“Now this… this is how to relax.” He hums happily, a grin breaking across his handsome face.

Your eyes trail along his large and toned body, very much liking the sight of the sun shining down on every part of him. “It’s so nice, isn’t it?” You tilt your head to the side, resting your head softly against his shoulder as the two of you bathe under the sun and feel relaxation for the first time in a long time.

Tech ☀️

Tech scans the area, frowning just a bit when he realises that you were no where in sight. But when Crosshair told him you went through the trees to the north with a towel under your arm, Tech instantly realised where you went.

After he told you there were some beautiful places to sunbathe, Tech could only imagine that’s what you went to do. With the others settled and doing their own thing, he trudged along after you but finds himself using his datapad to track down your coordinates. Looks like you went on a bit of a hike too!

But as he steps into the clearing, his eyes widen in surprise at the sight in front of you. Clearly, you had been for a swim in the cool water beside you but as you lay on a rock, completely nude with your eyes closed, Tech was stumped on what to do.

He did admire you in silence for a small while, breathing ragged as he takes in your whole frame from your wet hair to the sun glistening against your legs. He was enamoured with you regardless as his significant other but seeing you calm and tranquil like this was perfect.

“Are you going to keep staring or join me?”

Your voice broke Tech out of his thoughts and he clears his throat with a small apology. “It seems to me that you are enjoying the sun.” He states as a fact, making you chuckle and raise your head to look his way.

“That I am. This is a pretty great spot to lay low for a while. And the sun? Maker, it feels so good!” You chime which lead Tech into talking about the benefits of the sun both physically, mentally and environmentally. To which, you listened in both amusement and intrigue.

“I don’t feel like getting undressed right this second but I do have another idea in mind…”

You raise a brow. “And what is that, my genius?” He gushes at the nickname before boldly telling you that he would like to record this moment. Of course, if that was okay with you.

“You want to take pictures of me?” You ask autopsied but a little excited at the prospect.

“I do. Only for myself to look at and admire, of course. Strictly between us.” He feels hot under his collar and he’s certain it’s not just the sun.

You think for a moment before nodding excitedly. Sitting up and brushing your wet hair back and strike a pose. “So, how do you want me?”

Crosshair ☀️

Crosshair and yourself hadn’t been dating for too long so when he sees you sunbathing naked, it was also the first time he had seen you, indeed, naked.

He leans against a tree, arms folded as he watches you catching the rays. There’s not a smirk on his lips, rather a smile at seeing you so at peace and not feeling at all vulnerable.

But, he wanted your attention.

When he purposely snaps a twig beneath his booth, he half expected you to jolt in surprise but you didn’t move an inch. Instead, you let out a soft exhale as a smirk flickers on your lips. “Hey Crosshair,”

He blinks in surprise but should know by now that nothing gets past you but still, he had to ask, “How did you know it’s me?”

“Who else would it be?”

He walks towards you until he’s towering over you but keeps his gaze on your face, “one of my brothers.”

You hum in amusement. “Oh, that would be a problem wouldn’t it?”

His eyes dance in a flicker of jealousy but also amusement too. “Yes, it would.”

“Jealous?”

“Naturally.” He replies honestly and smoothly which makes your heart flutter.

You pat the spot beside you. “Why don’t you lay with me?”

He tilts his head and let’s his eyes flicker gracefully over your body, a wanting look on his face. “I quite like the view where I am… you’re beautiful.”

You bring your hand up to push down your sunglasses to look at his face better, a heat flushing across your cheeks. “You think so?”

“I know so.” he breathes, his trained digits stroking your forearm, “How did I get so lucky?”

Masterlist

My ko-if (not a necessity but if anyone is feeling generous I’d be very thankful.)

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Our grumpy sniper boy does a lot of impressive things, but to me, the most impressive thing he does is defy physics.

Excuse me, sir, please don’t take this the wrong way, but I would like to know the coefficient of friction of your ass. Thank you.

Crosshair: My darling, My love, The light of my life, My moon and stars, My- Y/N: Just tell me what you broke. Crosshair: ... Crosshair: Okay, but please don't be mad...

Vander: I've always liked the name Violet. Silco: *snorts a line* Hey, you know what I like?

Quote the clones/tbb characters getting caught staring at reader: "if undressing me with your eyes isn't working I can do it for you?"

the reader is obviously joking.. or are they? You can do whatever you want but I would like tech and Fives reaction? NSFW or sfw it's up to you!

𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 ⋆*･ﾟ 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 + 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕩 + 𝕒𝕣𝕔 𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤 + 𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕛𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴋɴɪᴠᴇꜱ (ɴᴏ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇ ɪɴꜰʟɪᴄᴛᴇᴅ)

⋆ ★ ᴏʜ ᴍʏ ɢᴏꜱʜ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴀɴᴏɴ ᴜʀ ꜱᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴍɪꜱᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ! ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴀʏ, ɪ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇꜱ! ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ.

➼ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ 18+ ᴅɴɪ

⋆ ★ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 ⋆*･ﾟ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴍ

You see how he catches glimpses at you. Always carefully and politely, afraid to be caught or overstep. Not that you’d mind if he did, in reality; you’re just as interested in him as he is in you.

But one day, he slips up; his eyes rake over yours almost hungrily just a few feet away, unable to satiate how he’d want to ravish you if he had your permission. Suddenly, you can’t stop yourself before you’re saying:

“If undressing me with your eyes isn’t working, maybe I can do it for you, huh?”

Your tone is (mostly) joking, of course. But hopefully, if you cross your fingers, he'll pick up on the suggestiveness laced in oh-so discreetly…

Hunter

Before he's fully able to process what you just said, he begins to stammer.

Kriff, he even drops his vibroblade straight onto the ground;

that never happens.

For just long enough for you to bask in it, Hunter looks at you dumbfounded.

Any casualness or relaxation he exuded is gone now.

You can't help but feel a little prideful and laugh; it's not often you get to see this absolute bastard (affectionate) not in total control of himself.

He scoffs at how you laugh at him, and he quickly gains his composure again to your dismay.

He signs and leans in onto his knees with his elbows, eyes lingering on yours as he leans into your ear and murmurs,

"Don't tempt me."

Tech

"Puh-pardon?" Is the first thing that comes out of his mouth.

Your eyes snap up to him, worried that you'll begin to regret your decision, but as you look at his furrowed expression, you realize he's just confused.

"What is... 'undressing someone with your eyes' mean to you?" He repeats your words like something new, yet fascinating, a tone you do not expect.

He talks it out.

"Perhaps it has suggestive connotations, that would make the most sense, and you accused me of doing such a thing while I was-" He pauses for a moment, eyes flicking to you and to the ground. "And offered to-" He stops completely.

"Oh."

Before your stupid open-mouthed ass can do anything, he's already turning to hide his face, a coat of red flushing behind his hands.

A breathy, disbelieved chuckle escapes you unintentionally. You don't mean to be mean or teasing though. Honestly, you just think it's really cute.

Both of you just nod it off after that.

Little to your knowledge he tosses and turns in bed all night, cussing himself out for not just taking the damn opportunity right in front of him! You buffoon!

Wrecker

This poor boy gets so nervous.

He'll immediately want to deny:

"My eyes weren't doing that- they'd never do that. I mean, I wasn't even really looking at you, so, er-"

Don't blame him for that though; half of it is instinct, and the other half is that he's so scared of frightening you off. Both with his subtle (charming) perviness and his overall stature.

A small bead of sweat forms on his neck the longer he talks, eyes flitting up to you then back to the floor, pushing himself into a corner.

"It really wouldn't be appropriate for me to think of you like' that. In that way. I don't wanna ever step past your boundaries- your privacy, yeah? And I'm really sorry that you thought I-"

Quickly, you lean in and cup his cheek softly, softly handling him to look back at you.

"Hey," You say it in a way that feels as though a secret between the two of you that never dare be shared. "It's okay. I was joking."

You can feel the tightness in his chest ease, though he still has that worried expression on his face.

"Oh. Well, I mean I kinda knew that from your voice, but I still don't want you to get the wrong idea... Kriff, I'm such a karkin'"

Only a sickly smitten giggle comes out of you, interrupting him, and without any hesitation, you lean in and place a chaste peck on the tip of his nose.

You've never seen Wrecker's face this red in your life.

Crosshair

Eats it up.

Crosshair, the snarky little shit he is, adores when you indulge him like this. Endless teasing that could come off as jokes, but beneath the surface, you both know what is at play here.

He's loving that you're initiating this.

Doesn't even think that you might've just been joking before he's got a stupid smirk plastered over his face, chuckling softly as he leans in close.

"Well isn't that a delectable offer."

His serpentine voice so close to your ear sends a delightful shiver down your spine. You don't back down, because, well, deep down this is what you hoped would come out of this; it's just surprising it's actually happening, is all.

Before you know it, he's tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and looking at you like a delicious meal.

"How pretty, even with all that fabric. And you still want me to see all of you?"

You fold.

Like, immediately.

But, *cough cough*, worth it ;)

Echo

By instinct, his signature surprised/confused face appears; he doesn’t even initially process it how he usually processes the words you say.

“Why are you-wait…”

His mouth opens slightly. You can’t help but giggle. His cheeks dust the fairest tint of pink.

He then washes (most of) it away, and looks at you incredulously, unsure of what to say.

Was that… flirting? His skills and knowledge about this stuff can’t be that rusty. It most certainly had to be some form of it.

But then again, a strong part of him doesn’t want to believe that it is.

So, like most interactions with you, he laughs lightly through the back of his throat, rubbing his neck to ease the buildup of tension there and (failing miserably to) forget about it.

Why am I like this… he dares to think.

Rex

He processes what you say quite quickly, and just reverts back to his basic way of reacting to things: nodding with a small smirk. But his eyes give away his unease and uncertainty.

This man has got negative rizz. Doesn’t know at all how to respond to a flirtatious comment or even initiate one himself.

So this is a straight up curveball.

“Heh… if you say so, nehutyc’ika.”

JANGO ABOVE WHAT ARE YOU SAYING-?

You see his nervousness (not surprising, of course, you know Rex well enough, so you decide to deter the conversation from there.

That manages to ease him up, but his mind is still on the comment you made;

it makes him realize that, kriff, he’s really got to make a move…

note: nehutyc’ika means feisty one in mando’a!

Fives

The first reaction that’s elicited out of him is a brief raise of his eyebrows; the only hint that he might’ve been surprised.

He then leans in and smirks, muttering “Oh?”

Suddenly, you get a little nervous under his stare; just like every time he’s been suggestive with you.

You stammer for a moment, careening away and throwing a hand in the air.

“N-nothing,” You tell him.

He groans, shaking his head, but his blinding smile doesn’t dissipate.

“Oh, come on,” He says. “Don’t do that now.”

Your eyebrows knit.

“Do what?” There’s a very small grin on your lips that you dare not to let spread, lest you wanted him to annoy tease you the entire night.

“Pretend you didn’t just say what I know you said,” He shakes his head, leaning in closer to you. The voice that comes out of him is hushed, not necessarily close to your ear but close enough it sends a thrill through you. “Don’t be a minx.”

Without a moment wasted, he leans in further. You have to push against his chest to get him out of your personal space.

“Fives!” You squeal. “Just forget it!”

He looks into your eyes, then down to your lips, so close to kiss, but he only gives you the faintest of winks and pulls away.

“Hm. Kind of hard to.”

You just roll your eyes and allow the two of you to fall into blissful silence.

When he finally has to get up and leave you, he tells you discreetly with a laugh.

“Sorry, cyare, don’t think I’m gonna forget. Gonna wait to see if the offer was serious or not. Gotta be worth it... don’t you think?”

You’re left totally dumbfounded and tugging at your sleeves.

Jesse

This sly guy retorts easily. With a striking smile, he gets comfortable beside you.

"My eyesight's doing me wonders, babe."

You laugh softly, leaning the side of your head on your arm and waiting for him to continue. He does so gladly.

"But the real thing must be stunning, eh?"

It's unintentional how your breath hitches.

The nature of your relationship has always been playfully flirting and teasing, sweet encouraging words to each other that, hopefully, one day, will escalate into something more.

Maybe this is the day?

"Worthy of worship," You praise yourself with a glint in your eye, even purposefully pursing your lips to emphasize it.

He eats up your praise, agreeing wholeheartedly and leaning in.

"I'd love to, if you'd let me," He says.

"Your barracks or mine?"

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