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Heart-share

Captain Rex x Reader

Warnings; Reader insert, reader technically isn’t human but human enough, mind-sharing, literally sharing emotions, brief mentions of destruction in the beginning to set up backstory, smut, emotions, brief mentions of biting, technically more build up to sex rather than sex but I’m tagging it as smut anyway, Rex is a sweety, Rex gets a little emotional, he cries slightly, can be read any time before order 66, brief mention of Anakin and Padme

Reader is technically not female because they’re an alien species, but has female-ish biology (I kept that part vague), pronouns are gender neutral though!

Minors get the fuck out of here, you aren’t welcome!

You were a rare species in the Republic. One deeply tied to emotion, expression and the moon. Your skin was littered with sparkling light that resembled the stars in the sky. Your eyes had a soft glow to them.

Your home had been destroyed, and in the chaos, loss and grief, The Force had awoken inside of you like a storm. It was a desperate attempt to save your village.

It failed. Because without training, what could you have done?

Your kind had scattered after the destruction of your planet. Population was low, there was no home for your people.

That was years ago. In that time you had been taken in by the Jedi Order. Recognized as a padawan then a Jedi knight.

In those years you had found a new family with the Order. You found happiness. A home.

And love.

Captain Rex. Serious. Stern. Yet so kind, hardworking and determined.

Handsome too. All the clones were handsome, but something about Rex…

Love was forbidden. No attachment. It made no sense to you. Love was sacred. To disregard your emotions and feelings was to disregard your culture.

However, you were given a good lashing by the council for your questioning of such a rule. And Rex wouldn’t risk his position. He’d be decommissioned if it was known he had romantic feelings for you.

So you didn’t act on your feelings. Neither did the clone captain for the longest time. You had settled for lingering touches and sidelong glances.

But when you stumbled in on Padme and Anakin….

Well, you’d keep their secret if they kept yours.

Rex’s lips were on yours. He had just returned from a long battle in the outer ridges of the Republic. In a not so subtle way, he had immediately gone to your private quarters, leaving before any of his other clone brothers had stepped off the ship. His helmet was placed on your desk, and his hands were on you.

“Rex,” you giggled as he peppered kisses all over your face, “Rex, I missed you too,” your arms were draped over his shoulders.

“Hm.” His rough voice was soft, “Need this. Need you, mesh’la.”

You let him do as he pleased with no argument, the captain was often affectionate whenever he returned. He had your heart in the palm of your hand. You had his.

Your thoughts drifted, thinking of home. Thinking of the many shows of adoration in your culture. Would he enjoy learning and experiencing such a thing?

There was something you wanted to do with the clone captain. But it was permanent. A deeply intimate process that the most devoted of couples would perform.

It couldn’t be forced. All parties had to be willing, and whoever you chose for it would be the only one to share it with you.

It was a sharing of emotions. A connection of the minds. A binding of the nervous system, so one’s internal feelings became physical. And the result afterward, no matter where either of you were, you could sense each other’s emotional state.

“Rex.”

He paused at your words and pulled back, “Oh! Did I do something wrong?” His warm eyes had concern in them.

“No, I just…” your hands held his, “I want to do something, but…” what could you say? How could you fully explain this to him?

“Mesh’la,” his hand cupped your cheek, “What is it?”

You swallowed, he was picking up on your nervousness, “it’s called reeshi,” it felt strange speaking your language, it’s been so long since you’ve spoken your mother tongue, “The closest way I can translate it is heart-sharing.”

Rex remained silent, looking at you in interest as you explained the process. It only took skin to skin contact, and it would allow for him to feel what you feel. And you him. The effect would be a link to each other's emotions. So even at a distance, you would know how the other was feeling.

There was a single downside, if Rex would die, your mind would shatter, and you couldn’t heart-share with anyone else. He would be your literal one and only.

You’ve seen the result of such a thing years ago. They were a husk. Unable to feel anything anymore. They barely had any functionality. It was like speaking to a hollow shell of a being. As if a crucial part of their mind was missing and broken.

“You’re telling me, if I fell in battle,” he furrowed his brow, grip tightening on your hips, “You…would just break?”

“I suppose that’s one way to say it…Yes.” Your hand trailed down his chest, “but…I…I want to….” You murmured, looking deep into his beautiful eyes. Your lips were so close to him, “With you…”

Rex kissed you sweetly before he pulled back, “I…I can’t risk it. Not for you.” Tangled in his concern and worry was fear. You recognized it easily.

He feared harming you. Feared dying and leaving you with a permanent scar.

Oh…he’s so sweet…

Outside this room, he was captain Rex. Leader to hundreds of clones. A battle hardened warrior. But with you? He was your love. Your kar’ta.

“Rex…”

“I’m a clone. Someone who was made to fight and die in battle. For the republic.” He damn near growled, “If you and I…did this…”

“I want it to be with you.” Your fingers interlocked with his, “It’s worth it.” You murmured, “you’re worth it. clone or not. Republic or not…you’re worth everything to me.”

He kissed you again. One strong arm held the small of your back. The other was holding your face still. By the time you two separated, your breath had been taken.

“You…” Rex whispered, “are incredible.” He pulled you closer to kiss you again and again, “hell, I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You responded softly, kissing him again. Your lips only left his when your back was on your bed and he caged you between his arms.

He swallowed, looking down at you. You must seem so small when he’s over you like this.

“You said heart-sharing requires skin to skin contact?” The captain asked, keeping his eyes on you.

You nodded and he removed his left glove with his teeth.

Oh stars, this man is attractive. He knew how to get you hot and bothered. Between the kisses and touches, his armor and your clothes were stripped, leaving you both bare.

His fingers interlocked with yours. Your gaze met his and you spoke, “I want to make sure you want this too.”

Rex nodded, “yea…yea I do. But…are you sure? I’m just-“

“You’re more than just a clone.” Your words were honest. Resolute. Your tone indicated that you weren’t going to argue.

The captain let out a short, breathy laugh, “Alright mesh’la…as long as you’re ok…keep going.”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Your focus was on the man over you. You thought of him and only him, opening up a bridge between you two.

Your minds connected, tying together like a soft ribbon. In a way, you formed your souls together, becoming a single entity melded together by love.

All at once, it felt like cold water splashed over you before giving way to warmth. Rex’s mind was receptive to yours. Connecting together like a puzzle. His breath hitched, and he fell onto his forearm, keeping you under him.

Your eyes opened. You could feel his thoughts. His emotions. Physically, you could feel his skin. His scars. His heartbeat. He was all you knew at the moment. Your free hand was at the back of his neck, holding him close.

Only him.

He trembled, nervous system feeling you.

You. You. You.

Rex’s entire purpose was you.

Even when he buried his face in your shoulder, you could feel him. Rex was overwhelmed. Overcome with everything. He was open and bare for your mind. You were peering into his existence, seeing every dark corner inside of him.

This was a vulnerability he didn't think was possible.

Tied to it all was pleasure. Deep, piercing pleasure.

“M-mesh’la…” the captain’s throat was tight, struggling to process just what he was feeling. His words slurred ever so slightly, “Kar'taylir darasuum. Aalar bid jate…riduur…” Rex’s brain fizzled out, forgetting Galactic Basic.

This deep…affection. This never ending love. It flooded his system, drowned him. His lungs were filled with your existence. His heart was racing with your passion.

“Rex…” you whispered his name so sweetly, “Are you ok?” You were aware that this process could be overwhelming for anyone outside of your race. Truthfully, you didn’t expect this to be so…intense for him. You felt his heightened emotional state. Everything was so sensitive for him, and it gave way to physical pleasure. He was struggling to fully understand it.

His grip on your hand tightened and he nodded, “Gedet'ye…elek…” Rex swallowed, shaking himself out of his daze. The reeshi clearly took him off guard. A rare moment where he was unsteady.

Along with his emotional state, you were connected to his physical reactions. You could feel his desire. His need. You could feel his want for your body. You bent your knee and used your calf to push him closer. He could feel exactly the same in you. A desperate attraction.

Rex shuddered, coming back to himself, “You’re going to kill me, mesh’la…” His voice was husky, “Can I…” He squeezed your hand again.

You raised your head and kissed him, sparks shot through the both of you, “I am yours, Rex.”

He lined up his cock and pushed into you.

Stars, this was intense. Your head was spinning, your heart was racing. His kisses on your neck felt like fire. Every touch was amplified because of reeshi.

Rex was trembling again. His nerves were alight with pleasure, both yours and his. He silenced himself by burying his face into your neck.

Your ankles crossed, pulling him even closer to you.

You were lost within each other as he rolled his hips over and over again. Your body was moving with the push and pull of rising pleasure. Like a wave, moving from your curled toes to your head.

The connection between you two remained steadfast. Your fingers remained interlocked with his, allowing the pleasure to be exponential.

Rex wasn’t his usual quiet self. He was more vocal, letting out soft heavenly moans. He kept his face on your shoulder, using your skin to muffle the sounds he made.

He was feeling good, you knew it. Your free hand trailed down his back, causing both him and you to shiver. The pads of your fingers traced over scars. The ones you’ve felt many times before. The same scars you kissed, letting the captain know how you loved each one.

The same feeling ghosted over your back. Every peck, every move, every emotion and feeling was a mirror between you both.

The pleasure was building. Your center became tight like a coil.

Rex was no better off. He was primed to break and fall to complete bliss. The pace of his thrusts was fast and sloppy. His coordination failed, entirely overwhelmed with the pleasure and ecstasy he was feeling, “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” he breathed into your ear, “...Ni aalar bid jate…gar cuyir kandosii'la…elek…elek….”

His words caused you to go over the edge. Your head tilted back and you moaned his name. Bliss went through your system, doubling your lover's own pleasure. He was thrown into an orgasm, sending powerful shockwaves through you.

There was a burning on your shoulder as you felt Rex cum. He held you tightly, muffling his moans and keens into your skin. He held you tightly, muscles flexing, mind and body exploding with pure, unfiltered, hot euphoria.

Your breathing was heavy as the both of you came down from your compounded highs. Eyes closed, heart racing, you let yourself feel the warmth in the afterglow. It felt…sweeter…more heavenly.

Now, you two could feel each and every feeling after such intimacy.

“...Gar cuyir ner oyay…Gar cuyir ner narser…” Rex mumbled lowly, placing soft and tender kisses to your skin, “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Mesh’la…Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum…” The clone captain was in a daze. His mind had broken under the pleasure and he needed a moment to recharge. But…seeing the man you loved so incoherent with bliss…

Well, you’d remember this scene for a long time.

He pulled back, moving to look over you. He was about to kiss you, before his warm brown eyes flicked to your shoulder, “o-oh…”

“Hm..?” One eye cracked open in curiosity. He was embarrassed, you could feel it in your chest. With a glance, you recognized a rather deep bite mark.

Oh.

Oh!

“Sorry, mesh’la.” Rex mumbled, not meeting your eye, “I...I guess everything got too intense.”

“S’ok…” Your smile was small, genuine and tired, “Just means you felt good.” You squeezed his hand and leaned up to kiss his lips tenderly. You wanted to stay like this with him forever. You wanted to forget the war outside. You wanted to forget the jedi code.

But stars, you were suddenly so exhausted.

Reeshi was tiring for you. It was a steady drain of your energy, and you had to stop.

But you really didn’t want to.

The captain felt your exhaustion, “Mesh’la?” With his free hand, he cupped your cheek, “Are you ok?”

You nodded, “Yea…” your head turned to look at your clasped hands, “Reeshi is…tiring…” It made sense, the two of you were connected mentally, emotionally and physically, and you were acting as the bridge.

“Oh…” he whispered. You felt his sadness. He seemed to enjoy being tied to you in such an intimate way, “Then…stop, if you need. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

With another nod, you closed your eyes. Severing the connection was easier than establishing it. However, neither you nor Rex’s mind wanted to disconnect. You untangled the silken ribbon that tied the both of you together.

In the end you were left with an empty feeling in your heart.

A tear fell onto your chest and your riduur buried his face back into your neck. You could still feel his sadness at the back of your mind, but it wasn’t as strong. He could feel your own, even if you couldn’t cry tears of water at the loss of heart-sharing.

Instead of being tangled together in a web of affection and love, your emotions were connected by a thread. Small, seemingly fragile, but still connected.

That thought alone gave you comfort. The two of you were still connected in a way that others wouldn’t understand.

“Sorry…” he mumbled, “I didn’t think this would hit me so hard…it feels like I’ve lost a part of myself.”

Your smile was soft, “me too,” you admitted, “But…instead, you have a part of me. And I have a part of you.”

Rex shifted, laying on his side to hold you close, “i rather like that thought.” His warm lips pecked your forehead, “I love you, mesh’la.”

“I love you too, kar’ta.” you whispered back.

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