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nahoney22 · 9 months

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Desperation***

Commander Mayday X F!Reader

word count: 4.6k

When you find yourself supplying the Clones on Barton IV, you’re introduced to the Commander who you find out to be in need of some loving.

warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only. Female reader with medium/long hair, Explicit sexual content, semi-public sex, desperate/needy sex, dirty talk, consensual rough sex, light dom!Mayday, nipple licking/kissing, pussy/ass eating, fingering, missionary position, cowgirl position, doggy position, light hair pulling, explicit language, creampie, sex with a stranger, pet names, neck biting/kissing, spanking, praises/talking you through it, cum denial, slight cockwarming, size kink, very minor mentions of insecure reader, aftercare. Self indulgent tbh.

Authors Note: it’s about time I wrote about this handsome chap. Queued Post.

The wind roars through your hair, and the frigid air hugs your body as you disembark from the ship. Your superiors from the Empire had tasked you with delivering crucial supplies to an Outpost on Barton IV, and the biting cold made each breath a challenge.

"Keep moving!" a stern stormtrooper orders from behind, breaking your trance-like gaze at the shadowy settlements ahead. You apologise softly and pick up a crate, forging ahead through the heavy snow that cascades down on you and soaking your coat.

The door slides open with a hiss, and your eyes gradually adapt to the dimly lit room. Droids efficiently shuttle crates from one side to the other, creating a sense of controlled chaos. Seeking refuge from the chill, you step inside, grateful for the faint warmth the shelter provides, and gently set down the crate you were carrying.

"Can I be of assistance?" A familiar voice calls out – the voice of a Clone. You've had extensive experience working alongside them long before the rise of the Empire, making it easy to recognise the distinctive baritone. It had been a while since you had seen one truthfully, slowly but surely they were being discarded and replaced.

As you turn, your heart skips a beat. Leaning casually against a stack of crates, he watches you intensely with captivating eyes that seem to shine even in the dimness of the room. His long, pushed-back hair and thick beard only add to his undeniable allure. Your voice quivers with timidity as you manage to speak, "I am here to deliver the supplies."

He chuckles, a touch of sardonic amusement in his tone, and takes a step closer. "You mean the supplies my men and I requested fourteen rotations ago?" He stops in front of you, and you find yourself looking up at his imposing figure. Your knees shake, not from the cold, but from the mesmerising presence he exudes up close.

"I only just received the order," you explain with a frown, though it comes as no surprise that the Empire isn't particularly prompt with deliveries. Especially to clones.

He raises a brow, folding his arms across his broad chest. "Typical."

You nod, finding common ground. "Sorry, Commander...?"

"Mayday," he replies with a hint of a smile, acknowledging the use of someone who wasn’t one of his brothers, using his title for once. You shake his hand, replying with your name too.

"I appreciate the respect, and the supplies. My men haven't been faring too well."

"Better late than never, I guess," you offer with a small chuckle, but he doesn't reciprocate the laughter. Instead, he continues to gaze at you with eyes that leave you feeling both intrigued and flustered.

"Are, uh, your men around? I'm a trained medic, and I could take a look at some of them," you ask, trying to divert your attention from the intensity of his stare, wondering if it's just the lighting playing tricks on you or if you had caught him looking you up and down.

He nods, indicating that his men are at the back, and you follow him. The stormtroopers you arrived with stay behind, seeking warmth by a large heated lamp. "I've got men back here—some wounded from bandits, and others suffering from the cold," Mayday explains. Your heart sinks as you observe the living conditions. The place is freezing, and there are barely enough beds to accommodate everyone. In one corner, Clones are groaning and tending to their own wounds.

It's evident that they could have desperately used these supplies months ago, not just weeks.

"This is... this is horrible, Commander," you exclaim, both of your hands cupping your cheeks as you take in the dire conditions. "How long have you been here?"

"Just over a year. But these crates are finally getting shipped out, so we're hoping to get away from this mess soon," Mayday sighs, though the hope in his voice wavers.

You immediately get to work, moving around each of the men, providing your medical expertise and tending to their wounds as best as you can. The men visibly appreciate your help, and you instruct the patrol you arrived with to set up more heated lanterns to provide some comfort. Though they seem hesitant, they eventually comply.

"I didn't know you were a Lieutenant of some kind?" Mayday asks as you kneel in front of one of his brothers, Hetch, carefully tending to a nasty wound on his calf.

"Oh, I'm not. I'm... I'm nobody, really," you admit, feeling a sense of reluctance to associate yourself with any title under the oppressive Imperial rule.

Mayday chuckles, and you look over your shoulder and up at him curiously. "What?"

"You say you're nobody, but you definitely put our replacements in their place," he remarks, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Only when I have to," you respond honestly, and he smiles in response. "A woman's touch."

"Maybe it's a woman's touch we all need," he says softly, and it feels like there's more to his words than what's said aloud. He seems flustered by his own comment, quickly changing the subject and distributing the supplies you brought. Meanwhile, you remain stunned, silently continuing your work. His words and the look in his eyes hint at something a lot deeper and it made you very curious as to what.

As the hours pass, you remain relentless in your commitment to taking care of the troops, despite the rude mutterings from the stormtroopers who are clearly eager to leave. Unfortunately for them, the weather conditions only worsen with time, making flying out tonight an impossible task.

"A drink, ma'am?" Mayday offers, and you find yourself seated on a crate near one of the lamps, appreciating the warmth on your hands even though your torso continues to shiver uncontrollably.

"Please," you shudder, gratefully accepting the steaming cup of caf. The addition of caffeine to their drinks provides some comfort to the troopers, who had been surviving on plain boiling water. "And you can just use my name," you smile, not fond of formalities.

He chuckles, acknowledging the request, and sits on a crate beside you, sharing the warmth of the lamp. Mayday notices your shivering and frowns, concerned. "You're still cold?"

"A little. I thought my coat would help, but I think it's still wet from when I went outside earlier," you admit, brushing a hand over the sleeve, which, as expected, leaves behind a trace of snow and ice on the floor.

"Take it off."

He suggests with his voice seemingly innocent, but you can't help but feel a subtle hint of sensuality and allure in his words.

You look back at him, your heart fluttering at the suggestion, finding his simple solution oddly enticing. "If you want to, that is," he quickly adds, his hand tightening ever so slightly on his own caf cup, betraying him.

You laugh softly, barely audible, and take Mayday's advice, standing up to remove your coat. However, the zipper gets caught in some fabric, causing you to silently curse your luck. You turn away slightly, attempting to free yourself, but the snag persists.

"Need some help there?" Mayday offers, stepping closer from behind. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but the stubborn zipper leaves you no choice but to nod. You turn back to face him, surprised by how close he is standing.

He hums in amusement, and his skilled fingers effortlessly release the stuck zipper. "Allow me," he murmurs softly, gently opening your coat and sliding it off your shoulders. You watch him closely, noticing how his breath deepens and slows as he takes your coat off. "Wow."

You inhale deeply, flustered by his comment. "What?" you whisper, your heart racing.

He sets your coat aside and smiles gently, a hint of shyness in his expression. "Forgive me for being forward, but it's been a long time since I've seen a woman, let alone a beautiful one like you..." He hesitates, keeping a respectful distance. "And your figure is fucking incredible."

You're left speechless for what feels like an eternity, your heart pounding in your chest and a wave of heat rushing through you and between your legs. "C-Commander, I..."

"Sorry. I came on too strong," Mayday mutters, rubbing the back of his head, seemingly gauging your reaction. Little does he know that you're practically screaming on the inside. "Like I said, it's, uh, been a long while."

As he starts to step back, you surprise him by moving forward, catching him off guard. Your lips part, ready to say something, but the words won't come out. He smirks now, raising an eyebrow with curiosity. "Got something to say, beautiful?" he teased.

You swallow. Hard. Taking a step closer until you're almost chest to chest with Mayday, you tilt your head slightly and look at him with curiosity. "What else do you like about me?"

He licks his lower lip, his gaze locking with yours, and he smirks. "Well, besides your name and your job, I find you lovely, not just on the surface either," he compliments. He reaches up to gently brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear, causing a delightful shiver down your spine. "You're caring and kind to my brothers, and you have a genuine sense of compassion. But would you like to know something else?"

Trying to keep your composure, you steady your breathing, even though your heart is racing. "Go on, Commander," you say, finding your index finger gently trailing up and down his chest plate with a touch of playfulness.

He leans in, his breath hot and demanding on your face. “I really want to fuck your brains out.”

“I won’t say no to that, Commander.” You just about utter until his lips are on yours. Rough. Demanding. Desperate. His hands bite into your hips as you’re backed into some crates, holding you in place as his tongue breaks through your lips and fights with yours. You’re breathless, hands wrapped around the back of his neck and tugging on his hair as he starts to rut his hips into yours.

“Maker, you’re amazing.” He growls against your lips, biting on your lower one and tugging on it before he starts to make work on your neck.

Knees shaking, you whimper his name as his teeth graze and nip at your skin, his hard erection now very noticeable against your stomach and you can’t help but wonder how it will feel inside of you.

“What if someone sees us?” You then ask suddenly, Mayday pulling back to gaze into your eyes and offers nothing but reassurance. Kinda.

“They won’t darling,” he places a tender kiss on your lips and then smirks, “but it won’t stop me from doing what I want to do to you either way.”

You let out a gasp as you feel his hand roam inside your pants, cupping your pussy over your panties and he lets out a groan of satisfaction. “Look at you, soaked already. All we’ve done is kiss.” He chuckles low and hot which is pretty much how you felt. Slowly, he pulls your panties to the side and you let out a shuddered breath as his calloused fingers caress our folds, collecting your arousal on his fingers. “You’re so warm…”

He pulls his hand out of your pants and you have to hold in the gasp as you watch him place his fingers in his mouth, sucking your juices off his fingers, “and you taste s’good.”

Yanking your pants down and kicking them away when they get to your feet, he spins you round and pushes on your back to bend you over. Obliging, you shudder in anticipation as you feel him crouch down behind you, his hands massaging the back of your thighs before spanking your arse cheek making you squeak in surprise.

Your reaction made him chuckle, his warm breath fanning on your pussy that made your toes curl. Slowly, he spreads your legs a little more apart and you softly whine as his finger comes and pushes between your folds, circling.

“That feels so good, Commander.” You sigh, your cheek pressed against the surface of the crate, your hands gripping onto either side.

“That’s so good to hear, baby.” He licks his lips, appreciating the sight of him in front of him, “But I want another proper taste.”

With one hand on your left arse cheek, spreading you open some more, he leans in and you curse aloud as his tongue relentlessly plays between your folds, causing you to shake unexpectedly. The sensation of pleasure is so strange to you after so long and you don’t hesitate to let him know what it does to you.

“Oh wow, please d-don’t stop!” you cry in pleasure, Mayday is pleased with your response and continues to tongue you before inserting his fingers into your pussy, sinking further into your warmth as he manages to both suck and lick your clit incessantly without taking a break.

You wouldn’t think you were on a planet shrouded by snow, you wouldn't even think you were covered in snow just hours ago as your body is completely on fire. You moan and whimper under his touch and your eyes roll into the back of your head as his tongue explores you entirely, reaching areas you never knew you’d enjoy.

He starts to rapidly finger you while he works his mouth on your tight hole. Eventually you begin thrusting involuntarily in response to his stimulation, grinding your arse against his face. With your hands holding tight onto the crate until your knuckles turn white, a loud moan escapes your lips as Mayday continues his sensual assault, and soon, you find yourself at your climax.

He senses that you're close, his tongue moving from your hole back to your folds as he speeds up his fingering pace. Soon, you can’t take it anymore, and you cum on his face, loudly groaning and gasping. Hips thrusting and bucking in response to your pleasure. Within moments, the feeling fades, and Mayday pulls his face away from your now sopping wet pussy. Gently placing a tender kiss to your thigh, he rises and you stand up straight, legs quivering from your high and turn to face him. His beard glistens with your arousal and his eyes are blown with a devilish smirk on his face.

“Did you like that?” He approaches you, arms wrapped around you, swallowing your words that don’t even leave your lips as he kisses you deeply. “No need to say, I know you did.”

His hands tug on your shirt and you waste no time in taking it off and you watch in awe as he strips himself into the nude, too. Feeling a little self conscious all the sudden, as if him eating your pussy and arse did not just happen your hands come up and are about to shield your body from his eyes but he swiftly stops you, catching your hands. “None of that, let me see you.” He speaks soft, eyes drinking you in, “so pretty. Perfect.” His hand gently rests on your bare waist, fingers tickling your skin delicately.

Slowly his hands move to your breasts, gently rotating his wrists as he massages your tits until your nipples are stiff. “Commander… please,” you whimper, clenching your legs together as another onslaught of arousal hits you.

“Eager, darling? Don’t worry, I won’t leave you waiting long.”

Mayday picks you up, your legs wrapping around his torso and moves to a more comfortable place for you both, kissing and sucking on your neck eagerly. Once situated, both of you are sitting on top of a crate with you straddling his legs. You gaze down, gnawing at your lower lip.

His cock stood strong with a thick tip, dripping and glossy with precum already. “You like my cock, baby?” He whispers against your slightly swollen lips, seeing how you admired him, “It looks like it might be too big for your pussy.” He smirks, acting smug but this only excites you.

“I like a big boy,” you bite back, your turn to gently nibble at his lower lip as your hips gently grind down against him, your pussy slicking up his protruding length, “I think I can handle you.”

He chuckles darkly, so needy for you. “Oh yeah?” With his free hand, he grabs his cock while gently gliding the head of his shaft along your sex. “It feels good just pressed against your pretty little pussy like this. I’m going to fuck you so good.” He grunts before sliding himself inside of you without further preamble. Quieting any additional smugness from you but forcing a squeal from your lips instead.

Head tilting back, stars already cloud your vision. Your pussy clenches against him like a vice and he hisses before spanking your arse. “Fuck, I love that. I love it when your little cunt tightens around my dick.” He whines, his whole body quivering as he gets used to the sensation of fucking someone again.

“S-spank me again, please.” You find yourself begging, absolutely besotted with the stinging sensation that is left on your arse after his hand swipes you.

He laughs boyishly but shakes his head. “Earn it. Start grinding on me baby, please. Fuck, please move your hips. Then you can continue being the good little cockwarmer you are.” He grunts, and you do as you’re told.

Your hips slowly ground on him, your patience running out as you eagerly begin sliding back up his length before pushing yourself up and down. You’re impossibly tight but the stretch felt perfect, almost as if you were a virgin again as you sank onto his aching length. You pant and whine, uttering his name and leaning over him a little, with your hands securing a good grasp of his shoulders which gives you a nice rhythm going.

In that position, you had your nipples swinging in front of him, begging and enticing him to make a move and he did just that. Lips reaching the short distance, he begins to suck against your left nipple whilst the other landed a spank to your cheek. “That’s it, what a good girl you are.” He mutters, mouth full of breast.

“O-Oh, Commander!” You whimper in pleasure, bouncing up and down on his cock desperately, his veiny length sinking almost fully into you now and he wasn’t wrong, he was too big for you.

With your legs starting to ache, Mayday notices and in a second has you bent over instead like before, this time sinking into you from behind. “Fuck, yes! Kark, you’re taking my cock so beautifully. I’m going to fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk. That way,” he slowly sinks out of you, admiring his glistening cock that was soaked, before thrusting back in, “that way you can stay with me and I’ll take care of you all the time.”

“I’d love that, Commander! P-please fuck me harder.” You feel dizzy and lustful as his slow and gentle pumps turn more demanding and powerful. Your pussy aches but at the same time feels relaxed as it takes his thrusts, and you find your body being driven wild as the thrusting comes more quickly. You moan and groan slightly more now, letting out occasional gasps as Mayday leans over your back kissing and nipping at your neck in response to your heightened pleasure. He’s whining, completely pussy drunk and you let out a lazy-fucked laugh as he takes a fistful of your hair, holding your head back as your groan in ecstacy.

“Yeah, you like that baby? You like me pulling your hair? Maker, such a naughty girl. Taking my cock like no problem.” He whimpers, smashing into you so furiously that you hear the crates shift beneath you, your body slapping against it with each powerful thrust.

Sweat is dripping down your body, your pussy swollen with every move he makes. You hear nothing but collective moans, grunts, groans, and slapping noises as the Commander’s cock thrusts deeply and wetly into you with a rapid pace. You begin to pant with each penetration, feeling like a literal toy being pounded desperately and you fucking loved it. “C-Commnader, I’m going to cum.”

“You don’t cum until I say so,” he grunts, instantly pulling out of you and denying you of another climax. Spinning you to face him, he is kissing you desperately again, full of desire. You don’t know how but he’s managed to get you down to the floor, spreading your legs as he crawls over you and sheaths into you in a matter of seconds, eyes locked tight on you as his hips rock back and forth into your pussy.

“Speaking of cum,” he grunts, almost bottoming out the second your legs wrap around his waist, locking yourself in, “I’m going to paint my seed deep in you. You’re pussy is going to be fucking drenched with my cum, you understand baby? We’re basically strangers and you’re going to be full of my hot cum.” His gaze is so fucking intense you almost cum just by your words but you’re determined to hold out for him.

“Yes,” you nod quickly, biting your lower lip as you grind your hips up and against him with every rut he pushes into you, “I need your cum so, so badly Commander. Make me yours.”

You feel your eyes begin to close, obsessed with the sensation of his desperate cock pulsing in and out of you but he grabs your chin and demands you, “keep your eyes open. I want to see your eyes as you take my cock and cum.”

You whimper, the constant feeling of his cock protruding your pussy starting to ache with a pleasurable pain and Mayday noticed the scrunching of your features. “It’s okay baby, do you want me to slow down? Is my cock too much?”

“N-No! Please don’t slow down, I love the way you fuck me.” You whimper, leaning up and kissing his lips tenderly.

“Does it feel good like this?” He whispers against your lips, steadying himself with one hand holding your thigh and the other hand pressed firmly beside you on the ground. “Just focus on the sensation of my cock inside you as I fuck you, enjoy it.”

Your body swells with pleasure at not just his touch but his words alone. He places both legs over his shoulders now, his hips a little rigid at the new position but he soon finds his rhythm. “Does it feel good, being spread like this?” He questions you, then moving his hands over your arse and thighs, rubbing them while he chuckles down at you. “It certainly looks good.” He’s admiring every inch of your body, watching as your breasts move up and down as he pumps inside you. “That’s it sweetheart, deep breaths as I fuck you.”

“Feels, oh fuck, amazing.” Your back arches, making him hit that deep spot inside you. You groan wearily into the cold air but your bodies were ignited like a fire that kept you both heated.

Soon, you feel your body going numb as you take his cock, but you react strongly to his sex nonetheless. You’re driven wild by the coupling of his thrusts, his hand caressing your thigh, his dirty praises and his spare hand rubbing your clit in perfect circular motions. As he pumps more rapidly into you, you hear him give off a myriad of strong grunts, groans, and breathy pants, his body shaking with pleasure as he takes you. He’s close. And so were you.

“Commander-.”

“Call me Mayday, darling, just Mayday.” He pants, eyes filled with lust.

“Mayday, p-please let me cum I can’t take anymore.” You whine, that twisting sensation in the core of your stomach unbearable.

“Since you asked so nicely darling,” he lets your legs fall from off his shoulders, his body now pressing down against yours as he grinds his hips hard and rough into you, “and because I am going to cream this little pussy of yours now, anyway.”

The room echoes with nothing but moaning and wet slapping noises as he thrusts against your soaked pussy. His moans are wild and needy and he lets you know that you can let go, your legs spasming, your vision blurring as he allows you to release from your wanton climax.

In turn, Mayday’s grunts are loud enough to shake the room, certain to have woken his comrades. But you don’t care as he pumps into you slowly and deeply as he releases a forceful load of cum into your cunt. You can feel his release spurt deeply into you, releasing a warm sensation deeper into your body as the Commander pours his seed more and more into you. You almost wonder just how much he gave you because it went on for much longer than you expected. Not like you were in any position to complain, anyway.

You give a loud, breathy series of short gasps as you come down from your orgasm, and Mayday breathes heavily through his mouth while still hunched over you with his cock still inside you. The both of you are now dripping with sweat, the floor now soaked with both sweat and cum. You feel ready to pass out after being fucked so good from being pounded into so incredibly.

Mayday removes himself from inside of you, the feeling filthy but amazing. He stands and you don’t see where he moves, but are suddenly taken by surprise as he comes back quickly with towels, blankets and a fresh cup of water.

His voice softens, no longer demanding or dominant. He offers you a towel, gently apologising as you let out a small hiss due to your precious antics.

"Did I hurt you?" he asks, concern in his eyes.

"No," you shake your head and tenderly cup his cheek, your fingers tracing over his rough beard. "I've never experienced anything like that before," you admit with a soft laugh, feeling flustered by the sudden burst of pure lust between you.

The encounter feels different, like it was more than just a casual hookup. It felt like it had to happen, at least from your perspective.

He brings you your clothes, and once dressed, he gestures for you to sit back on a crate. He drapes a blanket around you, staying close. "Can I get you anything else, darling?"

You melt at his gentleness and the endearing names he calls you. "No, this is fine, thank you, Mayday," you smile up at him, surprised when he leans down and softly kisses your lips. It's a gentle and tender kiss, much different from the earlier intense ones. As you sink into the moment, matching his gentle rhythm, he relaxes too.

"I don't want you to go," he confesses, pulling away slightly to trail kisses along your skin. "I want you to stay."

You close your eyes, wishing you could stay, but the reality of your obligations calls you back. However, a hopeful idea emerges. "We'll think of something... Maybe when I return, I can convince my superiors to send more resources and I’ll come back," you suggest. "Do you really like me that much?"

He nods quickly. "I know it was sudden, and I acted on pure instinct and lust, but I do genuinely like you," he admits. "You're someone I could see myself getting to know a lot more." The vulnerability in his words touches your heart and the two of you stay up the rest of the night getting to know each other a lot more. Well, not as much as before.

You could only curse the Empire for not assigning you this mission sooner.

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clone-anon-after-dark · 9 months

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Clones with an Asexual / Acespec Partner Headcanons

I’ve never written headcanons on here before, but thought I’d give it a go.

Word Count: 2915

Warning and Author’s Note: Some discussion of sex. Some asexuals have sex. Also mention of sex-repulsion because some asexuals do not ever want to have sex and both are fine and good. There are a lot of asexuals who are interested in partnership - romantic or not - so I thought I might write out some ideas about what that might look like with some clones

Included are Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker, Crosshair, Mayday, Rex, Cody, Gregor, Wolffe, Fox, Kix, Hardcase, Fives, Jesse, Dogma, and Tup

Hunter

Hunter loves a partner who is passionate and wants to do the right thing. He would never be with someone who doesn’t also have the Omega stamp of approval. Domestic Hunter? Yes. He loves the steps you’ve taken to have a home that is friendly to his senses. No strong scents in the soaps or detergents. Blackout curtains. Towels, blankets, and sheets that are friendly to his sense of touch. You showed your love by making your home friendly for him and he has never been more in love. Hunter pays attention to other people and takes care of his family, so he was incredibly moved by someone caring about his needs in this way. Hunter will do little things around the house to show you he cares about you. You’ll come home to clean dishes, a tidied bedroom, or freshly cleaned clothes. Sex might be too much for his senses and sometimes touch is too much in and of itself, so he strongly believes in communicating what you both need. He’s always open to finding ways to express how much you care for each other and creating a stronger partnership.

Tech

Tech is acespec in some way. He might rarely or never experience sexual attraction. This man expresses his love best in quality time and acts of service. You will want for nothing. He might be too busy to think about feeding himself, but he will have an alarm to remind himself to pick up some food and make sure you eat. He’ll eat with you and want to hear about your day or tell you about what he’s working on. Besides researching topics of interest and fixing things, he loves going to museums and aquariums with you, watching documentaries, and sitting together in the same room reading. If you want cuddle time? He’s open to it. You’ll have to tell him the details of how to hold you and what you want and eventually he will start figuring out what he likes too. Tech is open to experiences, so if you want to have sex for closeness or to satisfy your libido, he would try it. “Physical urges and attraction are not the same thing,” he says. He’s always understanding that some people don’t or rarely feel sexual attraction and for him, it’s just a matter of fact. It doesn’t change how he feels about you. If you never want to have sex, he is completely fine with it. He wants to tell you about his latest project working on the hyperdrive anyway.

Echo

Echo loves your desire to fight for what’s right. He loves how you care about people and he feels so at home with you. Echo doesn’t like solitude so the biggest thing is going to be spending time together. He loves reading. Sitting together, snuggling on the couch or in separate chairs and reading something that interests each of you? Yes. Do you like hanging out with his family and have a good sense of humor? Those are big things in his book.

I know there are some theories that Echo only lost part of his legs and other people believe he lost everything from the waist down (plus his arm). But guess what it doesn’t matter. In either case, Echo wants to be loved for who he is. He wants to love you for who you are. What you both can or cannot do physically doesn’t phase him.

Crosshair

Crosshair is protective of his heart and does not easily open up to others. He does not like vulnerability and that also means he also doesn’t get sexually intimate easily. I think he’s at least demiromantic, needing to know someone before opening himself up to a relationship like that, so he understands not having certain types of attraction. He does like physical touch once you are close enough, but that can mean all kinds of things. He likes little private moments with you where you can steal away time together. If you want to blow off some sexy steam together, he’s game, but never pressuring. It’s more about closeness and sharing something with you that no one else gets. If you aren’t interested, he likes to cuddle. Sometimes he wants to be the little spoon and other times he wants to be the big spoon but he would never want anyone to know he’s a cuddler. After all he’s been through, Crosshair wants to feel safe with you and protect and love you at the same time.

Wrecker

Wrecker loves to show his love with physical affection. He loves hugs and holding hands and picking you up and twirling you around. As long as you are okay with some kind of physical touch, he’s more than happy. He loves when you fall asleep on top of him. He loves watching holos with you, eating snacks, and cuddling. If you want to have some sexy times, he’s game, but ultimately doesn’t need that. He wants someone he can have fun with!

Jesse

Jesse is so incredibly sweet. He loves cuddling and pulling you in close to sit on his thighs. The first time he does this he can tell you’re a little worried (maybe that he will try to take things further), so he is very reassuring, showing you he just wants to be close. He loves touch, but only if it’s something you like too. He likes consistency and so his primary desire in a relationship is someone he can trust and depend on and he also wants to be that for the person he’s with. He understands that just because you don’t feel sexual attraction doesn’t mean you don’t love him. There’s a reason you want to share your life with him, after all. He lets you take the lead when it comes to any kind of physical touch, including sex. He’s a lot of fun in bed if you go down that road for closeness or address your physical needs. Otherwise, he loves cuddling in bed. He is most comfortable spooning and having an arm around you in some way.

Hardcase

While I don’t necessarily get ace vibes from Hardcase, I think he would be great with an ace partner. Especially if they are extroverted. A typical day would involve waking up, eating quickly, and some kind of adventure. Whether it’s getting up to shenanigans at a water park, or playing paintball, or spending the day at work for you and at the barracks for him, I see him happy to be busy. I think he would love to come home and eat some good food. He loves take out. He quickly realizes that you not wanting sex sometimes doesn’t mean he can’t have self-care time on his own. If you like the idea, he would love for you to buy him a sex toy. He sees it as a way to stay connected on that level without making you uncomfortable, which is the last thing he wants. He is very open to learning what it means to be asexual, and quickly learns that not having sexual attraction doesn’t mean you have zero sex drive. He loves taking the time to learn what makes you feel good physically and where the boundaries are.

Tup

Tup is a sweetheart who loves quality time with his partner. He would love to explore hobbies like video games, baking, cooking, or anything with animals. Tup loves anything that is relaxing and he is for sure a cuddler. If you aren’t into touch, he likes things like sharing a blanket while sitting together or finding a happy middle ground like maybe holding your hand or sharing clothes. If you want to satisfy your own urges together, Tup is absolutely up for it. He thinks you’re incredibly sexy and gorgeous and likes to take his time and make you feel good.

Dogma

Oh sweet Dogma. This man loves rules and boundaries. He loves knowing what is on and off limits because it makes him feel safe and secure. He also feels loved when you want to know his own boundaries. It shows him you care. So Dogma doesn’t really care about what the actual boundaries are so long as he knows them. He is quite nervous to initiate physical contact, even kissing, but he does say when he would like to try something. He’s very communicative. He does not mind if something is off limits. He just wants to show you love. He takes up baking, loving the precision of measuring the ingredients, so you can expect treats every time he sees you. When it comes to intimate relationships, Dogma knows there are many different ways to be intimate. He wants to be understood and show you that you’re the one who has his heart.

Fives

Fives loves a good time. It was something that drew you in from the beginning. When he first asked you out, you couldn’t deny he had some kind of magnetism. He was a total goofball. He knew about your asexuality before you started dating. You might have been a bit surprised when he asked you out, but couldn’t say no. Fives tells you right away that you can take the lead on anything physical. He likes kissing, but especially loves hugs. If you’re up for fooling around, he loves it. If you never want that, he understands. He just wants to be with you. It takes him a long time to admit that he would absolutely love to shower with you. A hot shower helps him relieve stress and he sees it as a way to spend some relaxing time with you, but he doesn’t want it to seem like he’s asking for more, so he might need some reassurance once he brings it up. Ultimately though, he loves quality time together. There will joking, laughter, and joy. Fives is also a wonderful friend and partner who you can trust. While you wouldn’t necessarily have taken Fives to be very serious, he’s incredibly serious about your happiness and making sure you have every little thing you want. If you’re having a hard day, he listens and holds your hand.

Kix

Kix loves being your partner. He loves the domesticity of coming home and snuggling on the couch. He might love doing some other things on the couch if you want, but he understands if you don’t want to. He loves laying on the couch while you lay on top of him and watch holomovies. He loves little kisses and holding hands. He loves reading in bed next to you before falling asleep. He’s also seen a lot during the war and carries a lot of grief. He trusts you with his grief and sometimes he just needs someone to cry to about it all. If you like romance or are in more of a romantic mood, he will go all out. Favorite flowers, candy, foods, whatever you love. He takes the time to learn your favorites for those occasions. You want slow kisses next time he’s on leave? He won’t stop thinking about it. You simply want to collapse into someone’s arms? He wants nothing more than to provide those arms for you.

Gregor

Gregor is open to learning about anything, but his favorite topic is you. He loves going out with you, dancing, and laughing. He loves a good time. If you’re shy, he finds a way to help you come out of your shell around him a little without pressing the issue. He wants you to feel secure with him. Gregor loves kissing and wouldn’t mind getting physical and when he asks about your boundaries going further, your heart sinks. You’re worried about where this is going and haven’t exactly told him about your sexuality yet. You quickly find that he just wants to express how he feels. He asks a lot of questions about what it means for you to be asexual. He’s inquisitive. If you don’t want to have sex ever, he takes the time to hear how close you want to be and what feels safe to you. He’s definitely not opposed to things like masturbating together if you want to go down that route sometimes. Ultimately he realizes that his favorite thing to do with you is turn on some music and dance in the living room.

Wolffe

There’s actually a fic about this here. Wolffe might be grumpy sometimes, but you make his life so much better and you get to see softer sides of him that no one else does. You understand him and he appreciates your support. He wants you to feel loved in the way that you want to be loved. He is completely comfortable taking care of his sexual needs on his own. He loves snuggling with you at night. That’s his favorite. He loves holding you and being held by you. You’re comforting to him. Before falling asleep, he likes chatting with you about how the day went and or reading a holonovel together.

Rex

Rex is awkward around people in social situations, but you’re happy to help him navigate relationships. He doesn’t think much about sex because frankly, he’d just like to make it through this conversation without getting lost in his own worry. Over time he starts to relax more and you find that quiet time with the two of you is much preferred to going out. He’s even nervous to hold your hand, but you tell him it’s totally okay. Once he realizes how deep his feelings are, he has to speak with you. He likes to know where things are headed and what kind of relationship you want. Queerplatonic? He quite likes that. Or something with more of a romantic bend? Yes, sure, that could also work just fine too. The only thing he really doesn’t want is to be with someone purely for the physical aspects. His feelings toward his partner are so strong and he wants nothing more than to protect you and let you know he’ll always be there for you.

Cody

Snuggle king. He is under so much pressure as a marshal commander and then later after the war, he’s dealing with a lot of mixed feelings about everything that happened. He loves that he can be with you, go to bed or lay on the couch, and hang on to you. He likes little kisses on the top of his head while you hold him. It helps him let go of stress and worry. He can feel you right there with him and it’s the safest place in the galaxy. You’re asexual? Great. He just wants to love you the way you want to be loved. You want romance? He will hold your hand and kiss the back of it. You want domestic partnership? He will hug you and do your laundry. Do you need some space to yourself? That’s fine. He will just be over here watching a holo and napping after buying groceries so you don’t have to worry about it. You want a quickie to blow off some steam? He’s game. You want to shower naked and wash each other’s hair and feel close that way? He’s good with that too. You want to swap pillowcases while he’s gone so you can both feel close that way instead? He thinks that’s the best thing he’s ever heard.

Mayday

Mayday wants to be with you, preferably on a planet that rarely gets snow. You fell for his dry sense of humor and how much he cares about the people he’s close to. He worries about losing more people in his life, so he was cautious to approach you. Once he realizes you’re around to stay, he starts to relax. Mayday likes to do little things to show he cares. He really gets into cooking hot meals. He loves making fresh soups and gardening. When he starts baking bread you swear you will never buy a loaf ever again. After all he’s been through, he’s happy to have the chance to be with someone and feel at home. Getting physical? He likes hugs, cuddles, and kisses if you’re okay with it. Just chaste kisses or little pecks on the cheek all you want? Absolutely. Whether he addresses his own sex drive on his own or as a mutual endeavor (if you’re open to it) doesn’t matter to him. It takes him a long time to open up in some ways, but once he does he’s always making sure you’re on the same page. He will always cautiously wait until he gets a green light.

Fox

He’s just happy to come over to your place and sleep in a real bed. This man is all about relaxation when he’s with you. Whatever that looks like, he loves it. It can be the simplest things, like having extra comfortable shorts to wear around your apartment, or folding laundry together before putting fresh sheets on the bed. He feels so comfortable with you and that’s the most important thing to him.

Tagging: @kixs-husband @staycalmandhugaclone @wreckers-wife @dukeoftheblackstar

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dystopicjumpsuit · 7 months

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Hi DJ! If you’re still taking first kiss prompts, I was thinking something with “an accidental first kiss” with Mayday could be fun? I could see him freaking out at first and then totally going back for a second one once he realizes there’s feelings involved.

And if you don’t have time to get to this no worries! I hope you’re doing well 🤗 🙏🏻

A/N: Thanks for the ask @lightwise! This inspired me immediately, and I’ve been chomping at the bit to get to it!

Pairing: Commander Mayday x Reader (GN)

Rating: T but minors DNI as always

Wordcount: 629

Warnings and tags: fluff; sympathetic embarrassment

Summary: You accidentally kiss Mayday. Things go better than expected. Also, if you love the idea of accidentally kissing Mayday, be sure to check out @moonlightwarriorqueen’s response to a similar ask!

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You rubbed your eyes, trying to clear your vision—blurred from exhaustion and overwork—as you stared at your datapad. You were up to your ass in paperwork and preparations for the 77th Heavy Brigade’s deployment to the Outer Rim sieges, and you were barely halfway through. All around you, troopers, droids, and GAR personnel hustled through the cargo bay, stacking crates, calling out orders and occasional curses, and generally making an unholy ruckus.

You had just ticked three more crates off the cargo manifest on your datapad when you felt a light tap on your shoulder. Startled, you turned to see the brigade’s commander himself, carrying a ration bar and looking far more handsome than he had any right to when you knew he’d been working just as hard or harder than you had. His beard was freshly trimmed, and his long hair was just as tempting as ever, making your fingers itch to thread through it.

“Mayday,” you gasped. “I didn’t even hear you.”

He smiled. “Didn’t mean to startle you. Thought you might need this.”

He handed you the ration bar, and you accepted it gratefully, realizing you hadn’t eaten all day.

“Ugh, you’re the best,” you said, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek.

“Commander!” a trooper called, drawing his attention, and he turned his head just in time for your lips to collide directly with his.

You both froze, eyes wide as you stared at each other, lips still pressed together.

“Uh, never mind, it can wait,” the trooper said, scurrying away.

You stayed like that for a breath longer, paralyzed by mortification, until at last you pulled away, shielding your eyes with one hand to try to hide.

“Jeez, I’m so sorry,” you mumbled. “That was—I didn’t mean—”

Mayday let out an awkward, strained chuckle. “That’s all right. It was just an accident.”

“Uh-huh,” you said, still refusing to meet his eyes.

He paused. “Hey… It was an accident… Right?”

“Yeah!” you said, your voice coming out in an unconvincing squeak. “I definitely didn’t want it to happen like that…”

You turned back to your datapad, desperately hoping that he would take the hint and just go away, leaving you to die of embarrassment in peace.

He paused. “But you did want it to happen?”

You dropped your head to peer more closely at the cargo manifest, muttering something indistinctly under your breath. Mayday glanced around the cargo bay, then took you gently by the wrist and tugged you behind a stack of crates, shielding you from view of the bustling crowd. His fingertips ghosted along your jaw, softly tilting your face toward his.

“Did you want it?” he murmured.

Unable to hide behind your datapad any longer, you forced yourself to meet his eyes, knowing that he’d see the truth in your expression.

“M—Mayday… I…” You swallowed, then whispered, “Yes.”

He trailed his fingers down your throat, then slid his strong, warm hand to the back of your neck and slowly pulled you closer. His lips were so soft as he kissed you—soft enough to surprise you, even though you’d already felt them beneath your own. You drew in a soft, shuddering breath as your eyes drifted closed. Distantly, you heard the clatter of your ration bar and datapad as you dropped them to the durasteel floor, leaving your hands free to slide around his body as his tongue brushed over your lips.

The kiss ended far sooner than you would have preferred, but Mayday still held you in his arms, gazing down at you with an awestruck expression.

“Kriff,” he breathed. “We should do that again.”

You nodded enthusiastically, tangling your fingers in his hair the way you’d wanted to for so many months and pulling his face back to yours. “Absolutely.”

#commander mayday #commander mayday x reader #the bad batch #mayday tbb #sw tbb #bad batch fanfic #dystopicjumpsuit writes

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multi-fan-dom-madness · 5 months

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Ollo! I got a smutty prompt for you!

"Open your legs for me. I wanna see you."

or if that doesn't spark inspiration... "That noise... keep making it."

with 🤔 Mayday or Jesse

Whatever one sparks inspiration!!!

😘💜💜💜

hiii bestie, thank you so much for this prompt. I elected to go with Mr. Husband himself for this one, with the first prompt. enjoy! <3

Pretty Like This

Summary: Mayday is determined to ensure you know how much you effect him.

Warnings: 18+ so minors scram, there isn't actual sex but it's very heavily implied; f!reader, implied first time/virginity loss, fluff, light dirty talk/praise kink

Word Count: 515

Chest heaving with shuddering breaths, you peer up at Mayday where he kneels on the bed. In the low light, his tanned, scarred skin seems to glow faintly from within, burnished bronze. His hair, tucked behind his ears, curls in cascading waves over his shoulders; his face is draped in shadow, his eyes twin pinpricks of lust, pupils blown. Hands resting on his toned thighs, Mayday’s gaze sweeps over you, leaving a scorching trail of goosebumps.

His tongue darts out to idly wet his lips as he gazes down at you. “So beautiful,” he murmurs.

Swallowing heavily, you shift, nerves and discomfort prickling beneath your skin. “Th-Thanks.”

“You still don’t believe me, do you, cyare?” Mayday hums in quiet contemplation. “Will you let me prove it to you? Will you try to see yourself how I see you?”

Exhaling shakily, you nod.

“Perfect,” he says, a smile twitching his lips. His hands slide across his thighs to ghost up over your calves to your knees where they’re pressed together. “Open your legs for me, cyare. I want to see you.”

Relaxing at the familiar warmth of his skin against yours and the easy, comforting smile on his face, you slowly let him ease your legs apart. His gaze remains on yours until your thighs are fully splayed, heated core bare to him. Only then does Mayday allow his gaze to drop. Trailing his hands down the insides of your thighs, you shiver at the ticklish sensation, biting off a moan when his calloused thumbs gently spread your folds.

“You look so pretty for me like this,” Mayday murmurs. “So open and willing, so trusting. Your eyes haven’t left my face since we started. Will you look at what you do to me, my love?”

Nodding, you let him tilt your head down so that your gaze lands on his cock, thick and flushed, a bead of precum shining at the tip. You can’t catch the whine that rakes out of your throat.

“May,” you breathe. “Please.”

His dark eyes find yours once again as he leans down to press a kiss to the inside curve of your knee. “Please what, cyare?”

Electricity zings up your skin at the contact, his beard scraping your skin pleasantly. For a moment, your brain short-circuits, jaw falling slack at the sight of him being so tender with you even as his cock bobs gently with his heartbeat, clearly eager to claim you as his. Then his words catch up to you, and you blink.

“I- I don’t know,” you admit. “Just want you.”

Mayday huffs a gentle chuckle. “I’m right here, my love.”

Crawling over your body, Mayday props himself up on one forearm by your head, his body heat searing and comforting all at once. His other hand squeezes your hip before dipping to your slick folds. The pads of his fingers circle your clit, and you jerk at the feeling.

“Shh.” He presses a soft kiss to your temple at the same time that he eases one finger into you. “I’ve got you.”

He’ll always have you.

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#commander mayday x reader #mayday x reader #tbb x reader #clone x reader #rhiwrites #rhiplies #commander mayday

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fakegingerrights · 10 months

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THERE IS NOT ENOUGH MAYDAY LOVE ON THE INTERNET WHO WANTS COMMANDER MAYDAY X READER???

#the bad batch #clone wars #star wars #the clone wars #gingerwrites #GingerNo #commander mayday #commander mayday x reader #mayday x reader #tbb mayday #tbb mayday x reader #give this man some love #please

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hunterscyarika · 7 days

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The Medics assistant

Mayday x fem reader

Warnings: none other than a reference of reader having anxiety.

The afternoon skies were cloudy on Pabu, yet everyone was in good spirits.

You were tending to your favorite patient, an elderly Nautolan woman named Meena.

As you made small talk with her you noticed an item you needed on the top shelf.

How’d that get there?

Then you remembered your unofficial assistant, Mayday.

Mayday helped you take care of a few of your patients, he was a quick learner, and you were grateful for the help.

When you tried to reach for the item and couldn’t quite reach it, Mayday suddenly appeared beside you.

“I’ve got it” Mayday said. You smiled brightly “Thanks, Love” You said and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Mayday gave you an adoring smile and kissed your forehead.

Mayday spoke with Meena for a moment. You watched him with heart eyes.

He left to meet up with Crosshair at the beach.

Meena gave you a bright grin and said, “That’s a real handsome fella you’ve got.”

“I know, He’s the best thing that’s happened to me.” You agreed.

Only a few people knew of your battle with anxiety, but those who did were pleased to see the change after Mayday came along.

You left the clinic after helping Meena and you went looking for Mayday.

You found him by the shoreline sitting and talking with Crosshair.

Those two were close, Crosshair was a quiet man who didn’t open up to many people, but he always made time to talk to Mayday. Early on in your relationship Mayday had told you of what he and Crosshair had been through on Barton four, and how they’d barely survived. You were grateful everyday that they did.

You walked up behind Mayday and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “Hi, boys” You greeted. “Hey, beautiful girl” Mayday grinned back at you. “Hi” Crosshair greeted you. “How are you today, Crosshair?” You asked him. “Fine” He replied, then added “I don’t need to ask how you are, you two are disgustingly happy” You laughed at Crosshair’s teasing, all too happy to be accepted by him.

Before the sun began to set you left Mayday and Crosshair to look for seashells. Mayday watched you as you sorted through the sand, trying to find just the right seashells for the necklace you were making. He always admired your creative eye. He placed his hand on the necklace you’d given him. It was before you began dating that you gifted him the necklace, he’d been so touched by it that he wanted to cry, that was one of the first moments Mayday knew that his feelings for you went beyond that of friendship.

Collecting seashells was an enjoyable way for you to relax after work. There was something about the sound of the waves rolling in, and the gentle breeze softly blowing through your hair. Mayday joined you. Several tiny teal shells were part of your current collection but something was missing you just didn’t know what, at least until Mayday walked up beside you with an excited smile and he showed you some beautiful magenta colored seashells he found. “Oh, Mayday. These are perfect!” You cheered. “I can’t wait to see what you make with these” Mayday said. “Well, you’ll be the first to see, as always” You smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips.

#commander mayday x reader #the bad batch x reader #cw anxiety #just in case

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coffeeandbatboys · 1 month

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Peeking in real quick with a second ask 👀🎉

I humbly ask for ultimate hubband Mayday

with the number 10 cuz he's a 10/10 marry that man

and 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

😘💜💜💜

Ohoho, Moonlight. This one.....Wow. It’s one of this iykyk things where happiness is dimmed by impending doom. I suppose it could be a prequel to this one though.

Prompt: “wanted to spend some time with you before I leave.”

Warnings: fluffffffffff, soft sleepy hubband Mayday, lots of kisses and cuddles. Just don’t think about what happens after this.

My Home (Mayday x Fem!Reader)

The first thing you noticed upon waking was the pair of strong arms circling your waist. Next, Your name being whispered sweetly like a prayer, followed by,

“Mesh’la, wake up.”

“Maydayyyy…” you groaned into your pillow. “Wanna sleep.”

“I’m leaving soon, Cyare.”

You rubbed your eyes and squirmed in his hold so you could wiggle around to face him. He wore a sleepy grin and heart eyes as he gazed at you. Impulsively, you cupped his face and kissed the tip of his nose.

He laughed. The sound was low and rough and it gave you little happy goosebumps. You'd miss it for sure.

"Wanted to spend some time with you before I leave.”

You made a displeased noise and buried your face in the crook of his neck. You really didn't want him to go. You placed a couple of kisses on his collarbone. A few rogue tears gathered in your eyes.

"Mesh'la."

You pulled away to look at him, blinking away the little traitorous droplets that begged to escape. "Hmm?"

"There she is." He cooed, peppering kisses all over your face and trailing down your jaw. His slight stubble tickled your skin.

You really really didn’t want him to go, now. "What am I going to do without you, Mayday?"

He pulled back. "I should ask you the same thing, Mesh'la."

You threw one of your legs across his hip and pulled yourself closer, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“Can I come?” You asked, batting your lashes for dramatic effect.

He chuckled. “Barton IV isn’t exactly a welcoming spot to make a home.”

“You’re my home, Mayday.”

His throat bobbed. Leaving you was getting harder by the minute.

“I love you, cyare.” He whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

You let out a shaky breath. “I love you too. Gonna miss you.”

You made him breakfast and held his hand until he had to leave. He gave you a kiss to end all kisses and promised that he’d come back to sweep you off your feet.

He left an empty spot in your heart that morning; one that unbeknownst to you, wouldn’t be filled for over a year. But until then you’d wait for your love to return.

If only it were that easy.

#star wars #my mutuals #moonlight #commander mayday x fem!reader #mayday x fem!reader #got the mayday bug now #commander mayday x reader #mayday tbb #mayday x reader #commander mayday #tbb mayday #mayday x female reader

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kaminocasey · 1 year

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Tell Me You Won't Go

Summary: Tbb s2 E12 Spoilers. Mayday is about to leave, but you want him to stay.

A/N: SPOILERS AHEAD. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. (okay now back into hiatus I go lol. Just fell immediately in love with this man. Sorry!)

Pairing: Commander Mayday x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI; Angst, Fingering, Feelings

(Gif credit: @imstill1nl0vee)

“And how long will you be gone to Barton-4?” You ask Mayday as he’s slowly packing his bag.

You know he’s not anymore thrilled about this desolate frozen planet than you are.

“I’m… not sure…” He pauses his packing before looking up at you. “A while… They think possibly up to a year.”

“May… that’s… That’s a long time.” You murmur, sitting crossed legged on the end of your bed, your elbow on your knee, and your chin in your hand.

Mayday’s expression softens and you feel bad for sounding so needy. But you’ve been seeing each other for about a year now, no labels, nothing. You need to know where you stand. Sure, he’s a commander in the GAR, but to you, he’s just Mayday. You don’t care about ranking.

When he walks toward you, the commander in him is gone. It’s just you and him.

“Tell me then.” He murmurs, softly, gently cupping your face, leaning in close, your lips almost touching.

“Tell you what?” You ask, looking up at him through your lashes.

You know what he’s asking. You know him like you know the back of your hand and then some. He’s the only person you’ve ever known like this. And he knows you just as well. Doesn’t make it any easier, though… Does it?

“Tell me you love me.” He smirks.

“I…” You murmur.

You do. You love him. You really fucking do. Why can’t you just say it?

“See, you can’t even tell me how you feel.” He chuckles, softly.

“Well, you haven’t said it either.” You shrug.

He rolls your eyes. “Always so difficult.”

“Am I?” You tease, lightly.

He pushes you back on the bed and you can’t help but laugh as you scoot up toward the head of your bed. “Oh, mesh’la. You and I both know you are.”

He crawls up to you, hovering over you, smiling down at you.

“I’m not gonna say it first.” You whisper as his lips find his way to your throat.

“So, you do love me.” He hums, nipping slightly, making you squirm underneath him.

His fingers trail to the edge of your panties, his finger brushing along the inside, sending a trail of fire across your pelvic area.

“And you love me.” You sigh.

“Damn right I do.” He slides his fingers over your sensitive, clothed warmth and you let out a small gasp that trials into a whimper. “I love you so much, it’s ridiculous.”

“H-how ridiculous?” Your eyes close and he leans in close to your ear so that his breath leaves a ghost of a whisper just below it.

“Let me show you?” He kisses your neck and you nod, eagerly.

Mayday slides your panties down your legs and tosses them to the end of the bed. Your legs automatically fall open for him and he smiles down at you proudly.

“Look at me, cyare.” He kisses your lips so lightly that you almost miss it.

You open them just in time to see him slide his fingers into his mouth, making your own lips fall open slightly, clearly turned on by the sight. When he trails those same fingers down to your wet warmth, your eyes follow them, biting your lip.

“No, baby. Eyes on me. I wanna see your face perfectly as you fall apart for me.” He tells you.

Who are you to deny a commander?

He slides his fingers through your wet folds, and the groan that leaves your lips is something he knows he’ll think about every night while he’s away. Mayday continues to tease you before sliding a finger into you and your hand flies to his arm to anchor yourself to him. To this moment.

“Stay…” You whisper with pleading eyes.

You don’t even realize the gravity of what you just said before he stops moving his fingers.

“What?” He asks.

“S-stay… here. With me.” You murmur as he pulls his fingers out of you carefully. “Don’t go.”

You know how much trouble he could get into if he were to ever get caught so your next words are planned carefully.

“We can go somewhere. Start a life together.” Your hands slide up to his warm broad chest.

“Mesh’la… I-” He whispers.

“I love you, Mayday.” You tell him. “I… I can’t live without you… and I know what I’m asking is a lot… But I’ll give you the galaxy. I’ll give you anything.”

He sees it right then. What the right choice is. And he’s looking at it… At you.

With a sure smile, he pulls you closer. “I suppose you better start packing too, then.”

TAGS:

@twistedstitcher27 @rebel-finn @grievouus @madameminor @dumfanting @rain-on-kamino @corona-one @tecker @ladykatakuri @brynhildrmimi @the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond @zoeykallus @maulslittlemeowmeow @littlemousedroid @arctrooper69 @rexxdjarin @agenteliix @padawancat97 @hated-by-me @sleepingsun501 @quigonswife8 @idlenesses @redheadgirl @dnxgma @themcuwriter @ashotofspotchka @sunshinesdaydream @crosshairsimp73 @ariadnes-red-thread @rosmariner @heyitsaloy @starstofillmydream @high-ct5555 @echos-girlfriend @sleepywych @nekotaetae @justanothersadperson93 @brownstalebread @aconstructofamind @book-of-baba-fett @chopper-base @palliateclaws @501st-rexster @dead-poolz @nahoney22 @where-is-my-mind-tho @jediknightjana @erishimoon @witching3 @queen-of-many-fandoms

#clone commander mayday #commander mayday #commander mayday x reader #commander mayday x you #tbb #tbb s2 #tbb s2 spoilers #tbb spoilers #the bad batch spoilers

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Nour, my love! Congratulations on 500! It's so well-deserved. You bring so much positivity and warmth to this corner of the fandom, and your writing is just perfection. I always love seeing your posts on my dash. Thank you for everything you do, and for sharing your beautiful work with us. ♥️♥️♥️

For the fic prompt , may I request 13 with Mayday? Idk what it is about him that screams husband material, but now that I've seen the prompt, it's all I can think about.

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ᴀɴʙᴅᴀɪɴᴅʜᴇɪᴅᴊᴅʙᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴅᴊ! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴏ ɢʟᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ɪ’ᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪᴇᴡ, ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ 😄😄 ᴘᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ!

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ “ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ”

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴘ ɪɴ ᴠ ꜱᴇx, ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇx (ꜰ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 544

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

“Mayday, Mayday, I-”

“Fuck, yeah, baby, I know,” The perpetrator of your overstimulation interrupts your chants. The scruff of his beard, now drenched from his time between your thighs, runs up against your face until his mouth is hovering over your ear, softly tucking a strand of hair behind it. “I know.”

He’s already made you come twice. Already had you rocking against his face and moaning so loud, no doubt Hexx and Veetch have begun to stir.

Then, the greedy man grips your hips, handling you when you’re too sensitive to even form words, and sits you down on his cock, slowly rolling his hips with a groan even as you’re squeaking and gripping his chest, telling him that it’s just too much, too much, Mayday. Baby.

“Please,” He begs, and suddenly, you melt. You look down, catching his watery eyes and desperate quiver, how his lips part so delicately when the whine afterward comes out. At that moment, you become acutely aware of how hard he is nuzzled into your sensitive, spent pussy, and suddenly, you’re empathizing.

Careful hands trail down his warm, rough-skinned arm until you spread his palm open and interlock your fingers together. You lift yourself up before sinking back down methodically in tune with his breathing, causing him to groan as he exhales.

“I need… I need to–” He begins, but now it’s your turn to interrupt him halfway.

“You will,” You assure him, starting to pick up the pace of your movements again. He moans pleasantly, quiet compared to the sound of your body hitting his with each rock, each bounce, each thrust.

“You will, I–fuck.”

You interrupt yourself when he rubs his thumb over your far over-touched clit, sending your nerves into another frenzy.

“Mayday,” You whine again.

He flashes you that devastating smile your way once again, hands rubbing slow circles over your waist.

“Please, come with me?” He asks. You don’t have time to respond before he’s reaching up and kissing you, his feverish hold against you making you melt, even with the surprise from his request. He parts slowly, eyes still half-lidded while he grunts, continuing your pace from before.

“Let me make you feel good again,” He says.

You huff, another whine leaving you as you press your foreheads firmly together, taking in everything you can, selfishly and so so lovingly.

“Fine,” You tell him, kissing him again and wrapping your heads around his neck. As they interlock at the back, you catch his gaze again, blinking back the tears of your exhaustion. Mayday only smiles again.

“I’m gonna marry you just for that,” He tells you with another soft kiss.

“Not if I marry you first.”

His encouraging praises are the only things that manage you to really work at your pleasure when you continue, the muttering of pretty prose in his coal-chared voice almost entirely irresistible. Before you know it, you shake and clench; then again, and again when you feel him begin to push his hips up as well when you begin to lose your rhythm, and groan a little too loud than he should,

“Fuck, fuck, baby, baby–”

How does he always manage to have you coming for him as many times as he wants, no matter what?

tags: @starstofillmydream @pb-jellybeans @corrieguards @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @secondaryrealm @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @followthepurrgil @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @aconstructofamind

#nour writes stuff #nour’s 500 follower celebration #the bad batch #star wars #tbb #the bad batch fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #tbb fanfiction #sw fanfiction #tbb mayday #the bad batch mayday #mayday the bad batch #commander mayday #mayday tbb #mayday bad batch #mayday x reader #the bad batch x reader #commander mayday x reader #reader insert

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starrylothcat · 10 months

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HI ITS THE REX ANON AND OH MY GOD YOU HAVE OUTDONE YOURSELF CVYHUFJOIJFAGURO

just

good soup

(i'm imagining that poor person reading it at Costco just completely stopping in the middle of a busy aisle and people being so pissed at the unnecessary traffic jam)

now if i can ask one more but for mayday this time. the poor boy deserves it after that episode. him with f reader and 16

YES THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING MAYDAY! I'm glad you liked my Rex fic! LOL I have a bad habit of reading spicy fics on my lunchbreak. Costco has to be next on my list (@blueink-bluesoul lmfao) Reading smut in public is master-level control, I tell you 😂 Warnings: NSFW. PiV sexy times. Word Count: 1000 (whoopsie this became way longer than intended lol) Prompt 16: I don’t want to be able to walk tomorrow with Mayday x FemReader 😎 This is my first time fully writing Mayday...I hope you like!

Spicy Prompts

Mayday was taking his time tonight, slowly unpeeling every layer of your clothing inch by inch, his eyes eager as his lips left soft kisses on your exposed skin.

He had just returned from a long assignment, and you needed him. You loved it when he worshiped your body like this, relishing in every part that was you, committing your scent, taste, sounds to memory to take with him before he left for his next operation.

But you wanted something more tonight, your body burning with intense desire, desperate for him to fill you and claim you, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could wait.

His beard tickled your hot flesh as he kissed down your torso, mumbling sweet whispers of praise as he did so. “Mayday…” you whined, shifting your body under him, rubbing your legs together for some friction that you desperately needed.

He looked up at you, some of his hair falling in his face, looking devastatingly handsome as he did so.

“Please…I need you.” You lifted your head to match his gaze, your only thought being how good you’ll feel when he’s stretching you with his thick cock.

“I need you inside me.”

Mayday chuckled, seeing the desperation flash in your eyes.

“Of course, love. All you have to do is ask.” Mayday quickly shed the rest of your clothing and you helped him wiggle out of his blacks.

You couldn’t help but let out a long sigh at the sight of him, his broad chest that needed to be pressed against yours, his biceps that were meant to be wrapped around your body, his perfect ass that you needed to squeeze as he pounds into you.

Your mouth was practically watering as he climbed back on top of you, his cock heavy and hot against your thigh.

“Is this what you wanted?” Mayday teased lightly in your ear as he rubbed his cock against your slick folds. You let out a mewl, bucking up against him, wrapping your arms around his wide shoulders.

“Y-yes…”

Mayday kissed at your neck as he continued to rub against you, his cock becoming slicker with each roll of his hips through your folds.

He was still taking his time though!

“Do you want me inside of you, love?” You could hear Mayday’s voice hitch in your ear, his breath puffing in faster pants as he teased your entrance with the head of his cock.

All you could do was nod and wrap your legs around his waist, bringing him closer down into you.

The moan he let out in your ear was sinful as he slowly sheathed himself inside, your eyes fluttering as he filled you, the sensation causing lighting bolts of pleasure to run up your spine as he bottomed out.

“You feel so good, love. You take me so well, you just couldn’t wait, hmm?” Mayday nipped at your jaw, kissing up to the side of your mouth. "You're so beautiful...I thought about you every second I was gone...especially you like this."

He kissed you deeply as he began a slow pace, pulling almost all the way out before pushing in, both of you letting out low moans as his tongue explored the inside of your mouth.

It still wasn’t enough.

The fire that raged in your body was threatening to erupt, he needed to go faster.

You lightly tugged at his hair, muttering “more” against his lips.

Mayday obliged, increasing his pace, sweat now beginning to form on both of your bodies. You knew his control was beginning to slip too, and you wanted him to fully let go.

“Mayday…please…I need more…” You gripped his hair tighter, his lips trailing down your neck again, beginning to suck and bite at your sensitive spots as he thrusted inside of you, his beard deliciously rubbing against the hickeys he was starting to leave on your flesh.

“I don’t want to be able to walk tomorrow. Fuck me until I can’t stand. Ruin me, please.”

You’d usually be embarrassed by such words, but it was the truth.

Mayday’s hips stuttered a bit at your bold statement, and he lifted his head to look at you. His pupils were blown with lust, and before you could say anything more, you were flipped on your stomach, Mayday pulling your ass upward towards him, your torso and face pressed into the mattress.

“All you have to do is ask…love.” Mayday’s voice was throaty, seductive as he entered you in one, hard thrust, causing you to see stars. You couldn’t help the high-pitched cry that left your lips at the sudden sensation.

Mayday began fucking you with wild abandon, hips intensely snapping to your ass, his cock scratching that itch, that intense desire to be claimed, to just let go as he hit parts of you so deep you thought you might faint from the sheer intensity.

His fingertips dug into the soft flesh of your hips as he continued his brutal and precise pace.

“Is this what you wanted?” Mayday groaned as he gripped your ass, his hands roaming over your hips and lower back.

“Tell me how you feel, love.” You could hear the shake in his voice. “I want to hear you…I’ve missed you so much…”

You could barely think, gripping the sheets as his hips slammed against your ass.

“You make me feel so good…” You cried through a high-pitched sob as Mayday brought a hand to your swollen clit, rubbing circles that caused tears to prick at your eyes.

“Do you want to come on this cock?” He growled, still circling your clit with precision, knowing exactly how you needed it.

“Y-yes…I…please…” White-hot euphoria was building in your lower belly, words now failing you, letting your unchaste cries of his name do the talking for you.

“Then come for me, love, I want to feel you come on my cock…"

With a final circle of his finger, your climax came crashing down on you, bucking back against him as your back arched at the intensity of your orgasm, his pace not faltering, letting out his own gasp at the sensation of you clenching and fluttering around him.

You were teetering on the edge of overstimulation as Mayday continued to pound into you, his own climax building dangerously fast, his fingers still on your clit.

Your name left his lips in guttural groans as he buried himself deep, deep into you one last time, feeling his cock swell as his own orgasm peaked, his eyes squeezing shut as the warmth of his release filled your still-aching cunt.

Your bodies were shaking, your legs feeling like jelly from the force of your release.

Both of your bodies began to relax, Mayday pumping into you a few more times, feeling the last after shocks of his orgasm subsiding before lowering himself down on top of you. Your gasps filled the air, your bodies thoroughly covered in sweat. You turned on your back, catching your breath as Mayday moved off you.

You looked to him, but he was already moving down the bed, positioning himself between your thighs, taking your legs that were still recovering from your orgasm and throwing them over his shoulders. "You said you didn't want to walk tomorrow, and I'm a man of my word." Mayday rumbled as he buried his face between your legs, your hands flying to his head, digging into his scalp as he licked your sensitive cunt, flattening his tongue and sucking at your clit.

You couldn't speak as he began his meal, still reeling from before. His beard rubbing against the inside of your thighs, sending shivers up and down your body.

You knew this was only the beginning of a long night.

And a man of his word, he was.

A/N: Daddy Mayday will take care of you, don’t worry. Taglist: @blueink-bluesoul @pb-jellybeans @king-chaos-world @the-cantina @wolffegirlsunite @523rdrebel @dukeoftheblackstar @sleepingsun501

#commander mayday #commander mayday x reader #commander mayday x you #mayday x reader #mayday x you #commander mayday tbb #mayday tbb #the bad batch smut #the bad batch #starrycatwrites

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vodika-vibes · 5 months

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Okay I hope I’m not bothering you with this, but could you consider writing something sweet and spicy for Mayday?

Something Sweet

Summary: An early morning between you and Mayday

Pairing: Commander Mayday x F!Reader

Word Count: 986

Warnings: Smut

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Sorry that this took so long, I needed to to research on Mayday...of which there wasn't a lot, lol.

You wake to the sensation of warm lips against your lower back, and you release a soft sigh as you stretch out as best as you can.

“Hm…Good morning,” Mayday’s voice is a low murmur as he continues trailing his lips across your lower back. And then he slowly drags his lips up your spine, until he reaches the back of your neck.

“Morning,” You murmur sleepily as you sink into your pillow, more than happy to let him lavish you with attention while you slowly wake up. “How long have you been awake?”

He sweeps your hair off the back of your neck, allowing him better access to your skin, and he lazily places feather light kisses all over your neck. “About an hour,” He replies after a moment. “You looked so peaceful, I just watched you sleep for a bit.”

You hum thoughtfully, “That’s creepy, May.”

“So you keep saying,” He presses a hot kiss on the side of your neck, over the red mark he left the night before, “And yet, I can’t seem to stop myself from admiring you.”

You hum in response, it doesn’t really bother you, and you both know it. It is, however, something you like teasing him about. “I’m sure that I’m a vision of beauty with my hair messed up from sleep.”

“You are,” He agrees honestly.

A laugh slips from your lips, and you turn your head to look at him, “You’d be the only person to think that, love.”

“Good thing mine is the only one that matters,” He replies lightly.

Another laugh falls from you as you sink back into your pillow, “So are we spending today with you lavishing me with kisses?” You tease lightly.

“Now there’s an idea,” Mayday murmurs, “No work, no responsibilities. Just you and me.”

“Sounds perfect.” You say quietly.

“It does.” He agrees. You shiver when he pushes the blanket to the end of the bed, “There, that’s much better. I can see all of you now.”

“S’cold.” You grumble as you try to drag the blanket back up, with your foot, only to whine when he tosses the blanket completely off the bed. “I’ll just freeze, I suppose.”

“Well, we can’t have that.” Mayday teases as he trails his calloused hand down your spine, over your rear, and down to the back of your thighs, “I suppose I’ll just have to warm you up.”

“Well, I would hate to have to burden you,” You tease in return.

Mayday laughs, “Oh, cyar’ika. If I ever think that having sex with you is a burden, you can just take me out back and shoot me, because I’ll have clearly lost my senses.”

He moves down your body so he’s kneeling between your legs, and then he tugs your body so that you’re sitting up on your knees.

“There we go,” Mayday murmurs as he slides a finger through your folds, “You’re already wet, cyare. Were you having a nice dream?”

“The best,” You agree.

He leans over you, and you press back against him when you feel his hard length pressed against you. Mayday laughs softly and kisses the back of your neck, “Was I a part of your dream, cyare?”

“Of course.” You reply immediately, a soft moan falling from you as he slowly eases into you, “The most important part.”

Mayday moves slowly, easing himself into the deepest parts of you, and then easing himself back out again. The slow pace designed to torment both of you. “Tell me?” He requests.

“Was,” Your words are cut off with a moan, as he reaches around you to lazily rub circles over your clit, “was this. Just like this.” You manage to gasp out.

“My perfect girl,” He kisses your cheek, as his hips snap forward with sudden force, pulling a moan from you, “As it happens, I had a dream about you too.” He groans as he slows his pace once more, a breathless laugh falling from him as you whine in disappointment.

“Will you tell me?” You ask as you arch against him.

Mayday bites down on your shoulder, pulling a louder moan from you, “Dreamt we were at the park, where you wore that pretty green dress I like so much,” his thrusts speed up, “and I brought you to the willow tree and pinned you against it, and I took you right there. Where anyone could see us, could hear you-”

You whine and clench tightly around him, you could picture the scene clearly in your mind, and it sent even more heat straight to your core.

“Oh, I felt that,” Mayday chuckles breathlessly, “My pretty girl likes the risk of nearly being caught.”

“May-” His name falls from your lips, “Please-”

“What do you need, cyare?” He asks, his voice low.

“M’close-” You gasp out.

“I know you are, baby.” Mayday bites down on your shoulder again, and he presses a little harder on your clit, applying just the right kind of pressure, and he’s rewarded with a cry of pleasure as you topple over the edge.

Praise falls from him as he tightly grips your hips so he’s able to chase his own end. A low groan falls from him as he spills his release deep inside you, and then he stays inside you, his forehead pressed against the back of your neck as he catches his breath.

“Love you, May.” You murmur as you reach back to thread your fingers with his.

“Love you too, cyare.” He presses a light kiss against the side of your neck, “I hope you know I’m nowhere near done with you.” He says against your skin.

You release a breathless little laugh, “I would be disappointed if you were.”

He grins, “Well, I can’t have that now can I?”

And you laugh softly, as he pulls out and then flips you so you’re on your back.

#star wars #tcw #commander mayday x reader #mayday x reader #18+ fic #clone thirsting #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

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sev-on-kamino · 8 months

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Sev! Congratulations! You are killing it 💙

For the prompt, can I request Mayday, green, early morning, and either SFW or NSFW (dealer's choice)? Thank you for doing this, and for being such an amazing, fun, creative, and inspiring part of this community! You deserve all the best things!

Ahhhh, DJ!!! Thank you for being absolutely fucking wonderful on all levels🥹. I am honored and terrified you trusted me with your beloved Mayday, and I hope you enjoy this humble offering of 7 sentences from my heart 💙💙

warnings: unprotected piv sex (protect yourself irl pls), creampies, Minors DNI, nsfw or any other place you may happen to be when the notification for this comes through 😌

This is your favorite time of day when Mayday is home, as there’s enough light to see him, but not wake him, and you can imagine for a few glorious minutes that every day will be like this, that your lives are your own with no war, no pit in your stomach when your comm rings, nothing to take him from you except for time, and you could live with that.

It’s Mayday’s favorite time of day too, and he keeps his eyes closed and his breathing even to allow you to look as long as you like, knowing that, after a few moments, your hands will go wandering to trace his lips with your fingertips, to brush across his cheekbones, and down his nose, but you can never go too long before you slide closer, tossing one leg over him to settle on top of him, letting your covered sex rest over his cock, creating the perfect wake up call, as you look down at him like a queen surveying her kingdom.

His hands, calloused and warm, slide up your thighs to your hips, encouraging you to grind slowly against him, eliciting sighs and soft noises of anticipation, which he always builds up like an architect, whose favorite creation is your pleasure, and it requires monuments in its honor daily, and Mayday is nothing if not diligent in laying the foundation in the form his touch along your hips, over your stomach, to your breasts, that he cups with reverent hands, thumbs brushing over stiff peaks, causing your back to arch delicately.

Then comes the framework, as he removes the shirt of his you fell asleep in, and runs his hands over the newly exposed skin, always so soft beneath his hands, against his lips, leaving him craving more even when he has days more to indulge in you, but that’s what he loves about you, and he cherishes the ache in his chest in your absence, as it reminds him what awaits him, but it’s no time for such thoughts when he has work to do to satisfy you.

He lifts your hips to give you room to guide his cock to your entrance, laughing softly when you don’t even bother to remove your panties, but rather just tug them to the side before you sink down onto his length, your breath hitching at the stretch of him, his name falling from your lips like a prayer, as he fills you completely once your ass has met his hips again.

It’s time for his favorite part, when the two of you move together, building up to that first blissful release before the dew has even settled on the tiny little plants accumulated on your balcony, before the birds have whistled their first notes, for Mayday likes the song he pulls from your body to be the first one he hears in the morning, and as your hips roll, and his fingers roam, he sits up, eager to press kisses to your heated skin, as his arms wrap around your body and pull you close, so you can feel his heartbeat against your skin.

You don’t hold back, seeing no need to be quiet about your enjoyment of your lover, and you let your moans dance into his ears, causing him to tighten his grip on you, encouraging you to move against him harder, even as he guides one of hands between your bodies to rub practiced circles over the little bundle of nerves that makes your walls flutter around him as he growls your name softly before ribbons of his cum coat your walls, while the two of you cling to one another and slowly descend from your high, and Mayday declares against your skin that it’s another perfect morning.

taglist: @secondaryrealm @dystopicjumpsuit @sunshinesdaydream @dukeoftheblackstar @wolffegirlsunite @sleepingsun501 @starrylothcat @ladyzirkonia @wings-and-beskar @pb-jellybeans @clio3kantarella @staycalmandhugaclone @stardusthuntress @idontgetanysleep @lune-de-miel-au-paradis @anxiouspineapple99 @littlemissmanga @mandos-mind-trick @amorfista @kimiheartblade @freesia-writes @sinfulsalutations @523rdrebel @clonemedickix @multi-fan-dom-madness @moon-wrecked @moonlightwarriorqueen

#follower celebration (sev’s version)#seven writes #tbb mayday #commander mayday #tbb mayday x reader #commander mayday x reader #mayday x reader #reader insert #x reader #tbb fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #clone thirsting #nsft

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multi-fan-dom-madness · 6 months

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🚂SMUT TRAIN NEXT STOP: @multi-fan-dom-madness

PROMPT: ❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜

WITH: Mayday

all aboard the train to whoreville. thanks for this ask, friend!! this was a lot of fun; i'm challenging myself to keep these short little ficlets!

Perfect

Summary: Mayday is a tender lover, that is all. Prompt in bold.

Warnings: smut be here, minors be gone; gn!reader, penetrative sex, creampie

Word Count: 357

You love when it’s like this. He’s everywhere, filling your every sense, setting every nerve alight with a pleasure so intense that it’s all-consuming. His forehead pressed against yours, you peer into his dark eyes. If you weren’t already breathless from the way his hips rock against yours, the ardent, fervent adoration in his amber gaze would have stolen the air from your lungs.

Where your bodies join, all sweaty skin and desperate, searching hands, pleasure thrums through you. Even where his beard tickles your face, you want more of it. More of him. His thick cock reaches parts of you that only he can, the stretch immaculate with every shallow thrust. Your legs are folded up, Mayday caging you into a perfect mating press.

Grasping at his toned back, you moan quietly, the sound only for him. “Mayday.”

“I’ve got you,” he rasps. His breath fans over your face. “Stars, you’re so perfect.”

Chuckling breathlessly, you cradle the back of his neck and bring his lips down to yours. He meets you eagerly. Lips slotted together in a messy kiss, you groan into his mouth as he continues to rut into you.

You pull away just enough to mumble against his lips, “N-Need you to cum for me, May.”

He groans and buries his face in the crook of your neck. The change in angle has you nearly falling apart under him, the pressure against that one spot inside you quickly removing your coherency. Mayday bites into your soft skin; he’s close, too.

“Fuck,” he pants, his voice low and raspy in your ear. “Let me cum in you, please. I want to fill—you—up.”

He punctuates his words with strong, deep thrusts—you gasp out a breathless ‘yes’ before shattering for him. Your world condenses to the pulsing of your walls around his throbbing cock as he buries into you. His cum is hot as it fills you, marking you as his and his alone.

“May,” you pant. Pressing your lips to the swell of his shoulder, you rub aimless designs along his back until he stops shaking.

“I love you,” he whispers.

“I love you more.”

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Commander Fox

◈ Tookas and Cuddles ✧

◈ "Does it make you nervous when I stare?" ♡

Commander Cody

◈ Outrank You ✧ pt. 1 pt.2 [NEW!!] pt.3

Captain Rex

◈ Confessions ✧

◈ Cold Nights and Pretty Lights ✧

Echo

◈ Warm Me Through ✧

◈ Toast ✧

◈ With Death Comes Loss ꧞ ✧

Fives

◈ Charmin' ✧

Mayday

◈ Home pt.1 ✧ pt.2 WIP ♡

Wrecker

◈ Keep You Safe ꧞ ✧

Seeing you with your hair down for the first time Captain Rex ✧

How they show affection Jesse, Tup, Hardcase, Kix ✧

How they would act if they had a crush: Cody // Tup // Echo // Fives & Kix // Rex // Dogma

Thots & Asks

Having your first kiss with Rex vs with Cody ✧