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hey baby I have a thought which I feel like u could pull off amazingly with a girl reader if you’re interested?

crosshair and wrecker are fully aware that tech has some type of oral fixation as well as his wild crush on you and during a game of dares with just yourself, crosshair and wrecker, they dare you to go and suck on his fingers for fifteen seconds but you get a little carried away upon seeing techs reaction? 😏

Fixation***

Tech X F!Reader

word count: 2k

Exactly as the request asks 🩵

warnings: NSFW, 18+ only. Oral fixation, finger sucking, dirty talk, swearing, hand massages, non established relationship, brief mentions of alcohol, female reader, reader is dared to suck Tech’s fingers. Light Dom!Tech, sub!reader, Will not be doing a part 2. Not fully proofread - I was a little tipsy writing this up again.

Originally Written September 2021. Rewritten September 2023.

Absurd. That’s what dare that Wrecker had given you. Simply nothing short of absurd, utterly preposterous in fact.

How on Kamino did they expect you to carry this out?

"I can't do that," you whispered, your voice barely audible amidst the slightly tipsy clones.

Crosshair, with a devilish smirk, chimed in, "Why not? I thought you had a soft spot for Tech." Your cheeks flushed at the inadvertent admission that you harbored a certain attraction to the intellectual clone.

"Just because I like Tech doesn't mean I can just... do that," you stammered, glancing toward the cockpit where Tech was diligently occupied, and then back at Wrecker, who wore a lazy smile.

"A dare is a dare, and besides, he's been rather tense lately. This might cheer him up," Wrecker remarked, a hint of truth in his statement. Tech had indeed been on edge, probably due to the constant repairs he had to make to the ship. The last mission hadn't gone as planned, and the Marauder had taken quite a beating.

You leaned back, pursing your lips and sighing before finally getting up. Wrecker cheered, while Crosshair reclined with his arms behind his head. "Enjoy," he teased.

"Oh shut it," you retorted with an unfriendly gesture before leaving the main hull of the ship to join Tech in the cockpit. You made sure to close the door behind you; this required some privacy.

You settled into the chair beside him, noting that he was in his standard blacks, goggles haphazardly perched on his forehead as sweat dripped down his face. The poor guy hadn't slept much, barely eaten, and hadn't put down his tools for a moment.

"Hello," he acknowledged your presence, though he didn't look up from his work.

You simply smiled, struggling to find your voice as you contemplated how to approach this bizarre situation. If you had been dared to do this with any of the others, you would have flatly refused. But with Tech, there was a certain chemistry at play. Neither of you had openly acknowledged it, but you'd noticed how he occasionally made you caf, asked about the ship's temperature and if it was ‘sufficient’ enough for you. Or simply gazing at you a little longer than usual; longer than the others would do. It was those subtle gestures that drew you toward him. And he was rather handsome.

An idea had occurred for you as to how to go about this, but as you observed Tech's hands engrossed in whatever tinkering he was doing, it seemed that they were too occupied.

"Tech, you know how I've been researching muscle tension recently?" you inquired with a deep breath, trying to play it cool as he offered a brief nod, along with an acknowledging sound.

"Could I try something on you? I just need one hand." You extended a hand toward him making him glance down at it, then up at you before adjusting the goggles on his head.

"My hands are a bit tied up at the moment. My legs are..." he trailed off, realising his other suggestion may be odd but went ahead with it anyway, "my legs are, erm, available. If they suits you any better that is?"

You had no intention of doing anything as absurd as sucking on his toes.

Seriously though, who dares someone to suck on another person's fingers? And why had this dare even come about? Unless... No. You quickly shook your head mentally, dismissing the thought. Tech didn't strike you as someone with an oral fixation. Did he?

"No, I uh, kind of need your hand for this.” You say sheepishly, hoping he didn’t catch your nerves. “It'll just be for a minute or so. You can tell me if it feels good or not," you say nonchalantly, though your stomach churned anxiously. But to your surprises, your heart raced as he sighed and offered you his hand by placing it in yours.

Scooting to the edge of your seat, you leaned forward as you started your process.

Even through his gloves, you could feel the tension in his skin and so you began to gently rub your thumbs against the back of his hand, working to release the stress.

Tech continued his work, skillfully managing with just his right hand while his left one remained in yours. His eyes occasionally fluttered closed as you applied a bit more pressure, but it wasn't enough to completely distract him.

Summoning your courage, you moved one of your hands down toward his fingers, delicately caressing them before pinching the fabric at the tips of his digits and giving a gentle pull. He looked up at this, his brow slightly furrowing as you locked eyes with him. "Is this okay?" you inquired, pausing your actions.

Tech watched you, an innocent look on your features and so he nodded and looked away with slightly heated cheeks once your bare hand came into contact with his own. His skin was soft despite everything he did on a day to day basis. Supposedly his gloves protected him but you were shocked at how pristine and clean they were.

Infact, you couldn’t help it. With your attraction towards him and the dare in mind, your mouth instantly started to salivate at the thought of actually doing this.

Slowly and trying not to disturb Tech even more, you shift from the edge of the seat onto the floor. Basically wedging yourself between his already spread legs.

Unsure if it was fortunate or not, he glanced down at you and the sight of you between his legs ruffled something in him. His heart began to quicken - just as yours did - but you didn’t even look at him, eyes just focused on his fingers but you could feel the burn of his intoxicating orbs.

Look away… look away! You screamed in your mind and somewhat miraculously, he changed his focus back to the task at hand. Literally.

After massaging his hand for a few more minutes, summoning up your courage, you took the plunge.

Lifting his hand slowly, you rubbed against his fingers until his middle finger and index finger were both extended, silently folding his other digits downward.

With a shaken breath, unnoticed to his ears, you leaned into him, tongue poking out and licked up the whole length of his two fingers.

“Oh, woah!” His whole body convulsed, the device in his hand dropping onto the floor with a clatter.

He turned his chair towards you instantly, gazing down at you with wide and penetrating eyes. “W-what are you-.” He could barely get out his words as you took his fingers into your mouth, your lips sealed over his skin as your tongue pressed against him as you began to suck.

“F-f-fuck…” he gasps, a rare curse parting his lips before slumping back in his chair, watching you with blown eyes. He didn’t even pull away from you. He accepted it and basked in the feeling of your warm tongue wrapping around his fingers which sent a burning feeling to his gut.

Daringly, you took a hold of his wrist, guiding his hand as you began to pull it forward, gesturing to allow Tech to begin thrusting his fingers in and out of your mouth. To your surprise but maybe not his own, he did with very little convincing.

“That feels so good.” He moans with a tilt of his head, eyes closing as he moves his fingers back and forth, cock starting to twitch under his blacks.

It was a dare. A fifteen second dare. But here you were, minutes later between his legs as you coat his fingers in your spit. You couldn’t help but imagine his fingers to be a different appendage…

His arousal was obvious to you. You could see it growing in his pants and the outline looked more than desirable.

A pool of heat hits you, your panties becoming wetter as your eyes finally look up to meet him, showing that you’ve completely submitted yourself to him.

It should be you in control but that control left the second you entered the cockpit. As he slumps further and further back into the chair, he begins to pant heavily as he twists his fingers in your mouth, fingers brushing along your tongue before slowly pulling them out, a long trail of saliva following. He chuckles, low and intoxicating.

You watch him with a shy expression as he twirls your spit between his fingers that makes you blush, embarrassed. But by the looks of it, you had nothing to worry about as he clicked his tongue and shook his head. “Nothing to be embarrassed about darling.” He says softly as he notices your reluctance.

Then you shudder as he traces his thumb over your lips this time, teasing himself and even you before he slowly slides it into your mouth. Your lips parts for him with a breathless moan.

“That’s it dear, does that feel nice?”

You could only nod, your eyes completely captivated by his disheveled state. His free hand, gloved, comes up to the side of your cheek and caresses it gently. “You are so amazing at this… you’re amazing.” He tells you, whispering your name as he closes his eyes, head tilting back as he alternates digits, feeling your tongue wrap around his trained fingers like a treat.

“Thank you sir.” You couldn’t help but purr, only to elicit a beautiful reaction from Tech as his hips jolt as if desperate to fuck you right then and there.

“Say. It. Again.” He urges through ragged breathing, his eyes tightly shut.

“Thank you sir… I love sucking on your fingers. I can only imagine them being something else though.” You didn’t know where this confidence came from, but Tech was living for it. His skin glistened, blotched with sweat and his teeth tightly bit on his lower lip as he gained authority over you.

“Fucking hells, mesh’la.” Tech rasps, music to your ears, his tone deep and sultry as your cheeks went hollow over his finger.

You kept at it, allowing Tech to do whatever he wanted with your mouth. He had no composure to start with as you began your dare which has clearly turned into something more; letting you suck on one finger, then two, and then three of his fingers all at once whilst he praises you.

“Such a good, pretty girl.” His praise made your legs tighten, gaining that friction you so desperately needed.

His hand which was on your cheek had now moved to your hair, lacing it between his fingers as he bobbed your head back and forth against him. “Imagine my fingers being my cock,” He muses with a completely cocky smirk that suited him, looking down at you through half-lidded eyes. Your whimpering moans simply showed him that you were was doing as you were told.

Sometimes, you gagged against him, his fingers hitting the back of your throat. At first he apologised but seeing how it only spurred you on sent him feral.

Your hands that had been by your side all this time come up and rest on his thighs, gently massaging them and you just knew that he was going to hit his peak.

His breathing picks up again, words leaving his lips that were just mumbled nonsense as he moves his hand onto the headrest of his chair, knuckles white.

“I’m… I’m gonna...” Shaking, swearing and legs quivering, you lap over his fingers with your tongue, fast and moaning for him.

He then hit his high without even a fraction of touch on his now leaking cock. You watched in amazement as a small patch of darkness is created from underneath his pants, realising that he just came. Over you. From just sucking on his fingers.

This fixation he had was serious.

You pulled away from him, your knees aching but you didn’t care. You wanted to do it again. And again. And again.

He swipes his forehead with his wrist, catching his breath before sitting up straighter and looks down at you as you still remained between his legs. “That was...” he couldn’t find the words to say but the smile said plenty.

“I figured you could do with some de-stressing.” You comment with a wink, shakily standing to your feet. He takes a hold of your waist to help and you thanked him silently.

“Well, it certainly helped.” He muses though flustered as his hands move from your waist to his crotch, hiding the mess he made.

You smiled warmly at him and run a hand through your hair. “Well, if you need any more help...” you say with a sultry tone, leaning over him with your hand resting in his headrest for balance. “You know exactly where to find me.” You smirk, placing a kiss to his glistening forehead and leaving the cockpit to allow Tech to compose himself.

On the way back to your bunk, you pass Crosshair who was still awake and he raised a brow at you. “How’d it go?” He asked, voice slightly slurred.

You just smile and tap the side of your nose twice. “A lady never tells.”

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