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Starved

Commander Wolffe x Reader

This is like after sex pollen? I’m not very good at writing smut so it basically hints at it. So nsfw?

Rushed ending because I’m exhausted and trying to write with a concussion is hard 🙃 hope everyone that reads enjoys and my request are open!

The mission had been a success, a wonderful experience until it wasn’t. You had never encountered such a powerful, yet deadly plant before. No text in the Jedi temple had prepared you for it. No amount of meditation could have prevented it, or help you understand. You wish a black hole could swallow you up but that isn’t likely to happen.

Walking the halls of the Triumphant felt like a task. With each sluggish step you took felt like you took two steps backwards, if that makes sense. Oh, nothing makes sense anymore. Your heart beats like a drum in your chest, but reminds you that you’re okay, you made it out alive. You had Wolffe to thank for that as well.

Wolffe had been the one to follow you into the jungle. You had been advised to wait for the guide to take you and the troopers back to the village but you were impatient. Why couldn’t you have just waited? What had been so important that you just had to go? Skipped right into the jungle like you knew everything.

You are partly glad it had been him and not one of the others. Partly because of your feelings for him, oh maker, your feelings for him had been amplified ten fold due to the effects of the plant. You had never seen him look so… so unsure, anxious even. He had stumbled towards you, his hands looked to have a shake in them.

“Wolffe, please” you remember the whine in your voice, the desperate tone laced with each word that came spilling from your mouth. His hands had cradled your face, his touch delicate but erupted a fire inside of you.

The sudden need for him, left him speechless. He stuttered over his word like all his training had gone within the instant he knew you were in trouble. You had confessed to everything, your feelings, your wants, your needs. In that moment it was him, he was the very thing that had breathed life into you. His touch awakening things that you had long forgotten.

Your door swooshing open brought you back to the present. You didn’t even remember putting the code in but you did. Once inside and the door had shut behind you, you begin to undress. Your body aches in ways it’s never ached before. Taking your time to get inside your refresher before pressing a few buttons and the water begins to rain down on you.

“I love you!” The words had clawed their way out from the deepest parts of you. You had crumbled in his arms begging for more, begging for him. He had been such a beautiful sight, one you can selfishly say is yours and yours alone.

However, you remember how your name had sounded coming from his mouth. How he repeated it like a mantra. His eyes had never left yours, its etched into your brain. You are sure it’ll be a lasting memory that you would revisit over and over again.

“Cyar’ika, oh maker, I love you” his words had been enough for you to come undone for him, and only him. He had been so gentle the first time but it wasn’t enough.

There’s a slight sting on your shoulder, and you bring your fingers to run over the surface of the mark. He had bitten you and a small smile forms on your lips. You didn’t even realize he done it. You are sure there are more marks littered along your body marks he had given you.

Once out of the refresher, you dress in your Jedi robes. You slowly sit on the floor. Trying to think of anything other than what had happened. You couldn’t tell anyone, not even your closest friends. You close your eyes, two thoughts clouding your mind. One, you should apologize and two just forgetting the whole thing happened.

However, you can’t just forget. Your whole self had been laid out for him to see. Even sides of yourself you had not known had been shown to you. You have to face it.

Wolffe sit in his barracks, he had just finished washing himself up. He didn’t know how to tackle something like this. Should he go apologize? If he didn’t go after you then this would not have happened. Yet, perhaps someone else would have stumbled upon you, his jaw clenches at the thought of one of his brothers being the one to find you in such a state. He wouldn’t have been able to protect you.

He has already convinced himself that everything you had said and done was due to the plant. He couldn’t let what happened ruin his friendship with you. Unless it’s already ruined. He really hopes it’s not. He should have just talked you into letting him bring you back to the ship. He could have put you in a bacta tank.

“Please, I need you” your voice had been so desperate, his forehead rested on yours, he didn’t have much time to think properly, you were in pain. Your lips had been so soft against his, the kiss alone and unlocked every feeling he had for you.

Every noise you had made, every word you had uttered echos in his mind. He could never forget it. He would revisit the memory and it would still be fresh in his mind.

“I would leave the Jedi order, for you and only you” the look in your eyes, like you spoke the truth. He would leave all this behind and follow you anywhere. He could selfishly admit that he is yours and you are his and only his. He would give you everything and anything.

He had been in love you from the start, the moment he had met you he had been lost in you. He spent days and weeks trying to figure out how to be next to you. In the end all it took was a simple conversation that lead to you never wanting to leave his side.

“Don’t let me go, Wolffe” you had pleaded and he broke down every barrier “I love you, I love you” the words laced together leaving you both gripping on to each other, trying to get closer. Lips finding each others, bodies moving as one and his lips had found your shoulder, leaving a sloppy kiss before he barred his teeth and suck them into your soft skin.

His body had moves before he has an idea where he’s going. He’s in the hall, practically running. He shouldn’t have let you go off on your own. He should have stayed at your side. Helped you into your room, helped you clean yourself off from everything. He stands at your door, his finger pressing in the code and door swooshes open. You stand before him, eyes bloodshot, hair still dripping. Your mouth opens but he shakes his head. He steps into the room and pulls you into his arms.

You’re both apologizing. He leads you back over to the bed, he lays you down before climbing in beside you. Your head rests on his chest, his heart is pounding in his chest.

“Stay with me” you whisper as you lift yourself up to look at him “I don’t regret walking into that plant, I don’t regret what happened, you’re all I want” you press your forehead to his and his hand cup your cheeks “I’m here, I’m not going anywhere” he lifts up to press a soft kiss to your lips.

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thefact0rygirl · 2 years

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Eating out / Day 6 with the good Commander Wolffe @starlightrows

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Kinktober Day Six: Eating Out

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Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Commander Wolffe x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cunnilingus, use of a sex toy (butt plug), prostate stimulation

“It feels good, doesn’t it? My tongue on your pussy.”

His voice is low and smooth, his face neutral… or at least as neutral as Wolffe can manage. There always seems to be a ghost of a smirk on his lips, a constant reminder of his cocky side. Especially now.

If there is one thing Commander Wolffe is proud of, it’s his ability to make you fall apart with just his mouth. Always arrogant, always confidant even with a vibrating butt plug buzzing against his prostate. You have the control clenched in one hand while your other hand is tangled in his hair, holding him in place.

He could pull away easily, but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun as what is happening now. Instead, he lets you hold him, his face buried against you, tongue and lips working to make you come.

“Don’t get shy on me now. Use your words.”

You chuckle through heavy pants as you tap the control in your hand. All amusement melts from his face as the vibrations between his legs grows stronger, and he has to stop for a moment to catch his breath.

“Does that answer your question, Commander?”

There is a sense of playfulness at the end of your question, egged on when you see his back arch. Wolffe moans your name, burying his head in your thigh and leaving a gentle bite. “You’re — fuck — having too much fun with that.”

“Of course I am! This has been your best idea yet.”

You give him another buzzing moment before dropping the vibrations. Pulling him back to where you want him, you feel his nose brush against your clit as he inhales, “I disagree, sweetheart. My best idea was buying you that drink at 79s."

His tongue parts your folds, dipping in so he can drag your wetness up to your clit. He’s shameless in his movements, licking you up and down as you bloom for him. Each stroke, each flip of his tongue takes your apart, piece by piece, as pleasure builds in your bones.

“Oh fuck, right there,” You pant when his lips encompass your clit. He starts to suck, slow and sweet, until your thighs are trembling around his face. He’s already brought you to the edge and you don’t even realize it. “Yes, Wo—Wolffe, I’m so close, so close. I —!”

He sucks hard on your clit and you come undone, slumping forward as you fall into pure bliss. And Wolffe is there to catch you, his hands coming to support your shaking body, as he moans around your sensitive clit. He could watch you like this forever — nails scratching at his desk for support, back arched, and your chest heaving under the fluorescent lights of his office — and it makes him move a little faster just so can hear your wrecked noises and feel the way your release dribbles down his chin.

Only when your body relaxes does he pull away from your cunt so he can rest his cheek against your thigh. He kisses your soft skin, placing a delicate kiss on top of where he had previously bitten you. He doesn’t bother to hide his smile, the familiar quirk of his lips greeting you when you finally look down at him.

He has a snarky reply sitting on the tip of his tongue when he falters. You’re mirroring his cocky grin back to him, your hand scrambling to pick up the control you dropped during your orgasm.

You turn up the toy again, and he shudders at the sensation. Wolffe feels like his whole body is vibrating, like he’s about to jump out of his own skin. Adjusting yourself, you lean forward to place a wickedly sweet kiss to the top of his head.

“Your turn, Commander.”

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starryevermore · 1 year

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all those chickens ✧ commander wolffe

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request: Star Wars request? reader making Gen Z references while infiltrating a base and everyone is just “wtf” but as soon as they stop it’s all hands on deck coz reader is just silent and that ain’t normal so ⭐️PaNiC⭐️ turns out…there was a lil porg and they turned comms off to save it - anon

pairing: commander wolffe x fem!reader

summary: wolffe does not understand all of the strange references you make to the culture of your home planet, earth. but, when you go silent on a mission, wolffe finds himself worried at the lack of communication.

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warnings?: reader is from earth, i’ll be honest there’s a fair mix of both millennial and gen z references in this but whatcha gonna do about it, not proofread

Commander Wolffe didn’t pretend to understand you. Trying to understand you was like trying to understand the Force—it only ever gave him a migraine so intense he would rather listen to C-3PO talk for hours on end without interruption. Or, perhaps, that was a bit extreme—no one could listen to that droid talk that long without wanting to bash their head through a wall. But, nevertheless, whenever Wolffe attempted to understand the strange things you would say, the references you would make to a culture only you were familiar with, it left him with more questions than answers.

After all, why were you doing something for the vine? What the hell was a “no bones” day and why was it being determined by a geriatric animal? (A pug? What the kark was a pug?) Why did you pick up a glass of blue milk and mutter “what is wrong with you? why are you blue?” before laughing like you told the most amazing joke in the galaxy? And never mind the words and phrases themselves you would use—“rizz”, “stan”, “yeet”, “bussin’”, “vibe check”, “I’m weak”, “main character energy”, “borg”. And don’t get him started on how you would end words with “-ussy”!

It was one of the very few times that Wolffe questioned the Jedi General Plo Koon in his decision to have you join them. In Wolffe’s view, no matter what benefits you might bring to fighting the war, it was all substantially lessened by the fact that you didn’t make a bit of sense half the time. And don’t get him started about how you always seem shocked when he or his brothers didn’t understand whatever bantha shit you were going on about.

“You wouldn’t last a day on Earth,” you’d muttered once when he questioned why you put on an accent and said “airport? I’m not going to the airport.” when Wolffe said you needed to report to the hangar.

“I would sooner walk into an active battle zone without any weapons than I would step foot on your planet,” he’d said.

“Weird flex but okay.”

He didn’t miss the flash of hurt on your face, though, he said that. It was that day that he learned your planet, in a galaxy far, far, away, had been destroyed and you were one of the very few survivors. And, well, while Wolffe might not have experienced a loss on the scale of billions, he did know loss. And he knew a thing or two about trying to keep the memory of lost loved ones alive. So, while he might not have understood every strange thing you said, he didn’t give you as much of a hard time about anymore.

That said, it still confused the hell out of him everything you referenced something from your culture. Even now, as you joined the 104th on a mission and kept going on and on about things Wolffe could never dream of understanding. For a brief moment, you had even ran ahead of them, chasing after a group of porgs, until Wolffe ordered you back to his side. He couldn’t let you run out into a trap, after all.

“Look at all those chickens!” you said, looking out the porgs roaming around. The little buggers seemed to have infiltrated the Separatist base on their own. It was almost funny, actually, imaging the little critters annoying the clankers.

Comet looked at you, his head titled. His bucket shielded his facial expressions, but Wolffe was almost certain that Comet was looking at you like you said that the porgs were rancors or something equally wild. “Those are porgs?”

“It’s a reference to something on the foliage app,” Sinker said. He looked at you for confirmation. “Right?”

“It’s called Vine,” Wolffe grunted. When he looked back at you, he saw a smile on your face. His heart stuttered. (Why? You smiled all the time. It was almost annoying, how smiley you were.) “What?”

“You remembered. I thought you didn’t care when I babbled on about Earth things.”

“I neither have to care nor understand what you’re talking about to listen to you,” Wolffe said.

“I think you care,” you said. You bumped your shoulder against his. “You act like a big, strong wolf, but really you’re a sweet, little puppy. All bark, no bite.”

Wolffe barred his teeth, snarling at you, but it did little to stop the laughter echoing throughout the Wolfpack. You lifted your chin, smiling widely at him. Then, you raised your arm, your hand resting on top of his bucket, before you tapped it once, twice—pat, pat!

The Wolfpack’s laughter turned into near howls. Comet nearly doubled over. Booster slung an arm around your shoulder, tugging you closer to him. A spark rose in Wolffe’s chest. He wasn’t sure what he was more upset by—your teasing or one of his brothers touching you.

“Warthog, Y/N, go find the control room and extract the information we need. The rest of us will deal with the clankers,” Wolffe grunted, trying to stamp out his frustration as they neared the control room in the Separatist base.

He had no right to be upset, after all. Why would he? You were another member of his squad. You were a friend. That was it. Surely, there had to be some other reason that Wolffe was so bothered by this. Maybe it had something to do with it being so long since they were on leave. Maybe he was just missing companionship in general, and that was making him feel things toward you. You were, after all, the only woman he saw on a day to day basis. Yes. That’s what it was. It was nothing personal.

…Right?

Wolffe kept his focus on scouting ahead, ignoring the laughter from his brothers. As he put some distance between himself and you, Comet jogged up to join him. Kriff. This wasn’t going to be good.

His younger brother bumped his shoulder against Wolffe’s, and practically crowed, “Oh, Wolffe! You’re such a little puppy!”

“Watch it,” Wolffe growled. His grip on his blaster tightened, his knuckles turning white. “Focus on the mission.”

Sinker laughed. “C’mon, vod, how can we take you seriously when you’re all bark, no bite?”

“Oh, lay off him,” Boost said. Wolffe wanted to believe his brother was on his side, but Boost was, perhaps, probably the worst about teasing him. He knew Wolffe long enough to know all the ways to get under his skin, and he always took full advantage of it. “He just cares so much, he doesn’t know what to do with himself!”

Wolffe stomped ahead, feeling something akin to a petulant child, as his brothers’ laughter echoed around him. Why did they have to make this something it wasn’t? Why did they act like there was something there?

But, why was there this…uneasy feeling settling over him? Wolffe’s hand dropped to his comm. You hadn’t said anything for a long time. Why was that? Usually, he couldn’t get you to shut up. You always had some sort of commentary, whether it be those ridiculous Earth references or it be you just babbling on about whatever it was you were doing at the moment.

“Y/N, do you copy?” he asked into his comm.

Silence.

Panic settled deep in his chest. He repeated the question a second, then a third, time. He never got a response.

“Warthog, is Y/N with you? She’s not answering her comm.”

“Uhh…”

Wolffe almost preferred the silence. An unsure answer…Well, that usually meant there had been some sort of trouble. And if you were caught in that trouble…Wolffe shuddered at the thought. You were part of his squad. You were someone he was supposed to look out for. Wolffe wasn’t sure if he could stand it if something happened to you. He didn’t want to lose another member of his squad.

But…Well, it went deeper than that, didn’t it? If something happened…If he never got to see you smile again, if he never got to hear you laugh, if he never was left scratching his head at some strange thing you said, Wolffe’s life would feel incomplete. He would miss you. He would more than miss you. He would tear apart the entire galaxy if it meant getting revenge on whoever would hurt a hair on your head.

“Yes or no, trooper?” Wolffe barked.

“Well, she was just here, sir. And now…she’s not.”

“What the kark is that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know! I just looked up and she was gone!”

“Well, find her!” Wolffe snapped.

As Wolffe turned to look for you, too, he shot at a couple of clankers that had rounded the corner before taking off in search of you. Kriff. Was he the only one whose brain fully formed? Why the hell would you just wander off like that? Why the hell wouldn’t Warthog immediately report that? Why the hell didn’t Warthog keep a closer eye on you? Anything could happen out here!

“What’s wrong?” Comet asked, firing at a clanker, as he saw Wolffe double back. “Are we retreating?”

“Warthog lost Y/N,“ he growled.

“Damn. Better go find your girl then,” Comet said.

“She’s not—just, watch my six, okay?”

Thankfully, he didn’t need to go far. As he neared the control room, he saw blaster fire and a clanker fall, then heard your voice as you said, “There ya go, baby. Evil droid is all gone!”

“What the kriff do you think you’re doing?” Wolffe asked when he got nearer.

“Was saving this little fella,” you said. You were cradling the porg in your arms as if it were a baby. When you looked up at Wolffe, your eyes were wide, your lips in a pout. He fought the urge to reach out, grab you by the face, and kiss you until you couldn’t breathe. “Can we keep him, please? He could be the mascot of the 104th!”

“…I’m going to pretend you didn’t ask that.”

“He’s just a baby! Say hi, baby!” you cooed. You lifted the porg, which squawked in Wolffe’s face.

Wolffe reached out, grasping your arm in his hand, and began tugging you away. “C’mon, we got what we needed. Let’s get outta here.”

“But the baby—”

“…Take it up with the General.” Wolffe paused, then took a moment to look you over, make sure that you didn’t earn any injuries in your impromptu rescue mission. “And, Y/N…?”

“Yes?”

“…don’t ever go silent on me like that again.”

A smile tugged at your lips. “Even if it means you have to listen to my silly little Earth references?”

Wolffe almost held back, almost didn’t say what he was thinking. But, well…He really didn’t like it when he thought something had happened to you. And so he said, “I would rather hear your strange references than never hear from you again.”

And he meant every word.

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samspenandsword · 2 years

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Summary: Kinktober Day 3 — Anal with Commander Wolffe Pairing: Commander Wolffe/Reader; fem!reader with no mentions of her appearance. Rating: Explicit, 18+ (Younglings, foundlings, and cadets BEGONE) Warnings: Explicit sexual content, smut; Anal play, unprotected PIA sex (PRACTICE SAFE SEX), oral sex (f!receiving), fingering, biting and marking, mentions of PIV, mentions of oral sex (m!receiving), masterbation, the fuck buddies-to-lovers dynamic fits Wolffe so well, some angst and description of Wolffe losing his eye, language. Word Count: 1.4k

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The guttural groan that left your lover as you spread your legs for him was music to your ears. And a wicked smile spread across your face.

How you had managed to keep a straight face all night, you weren’t quite sure. There had been a couple close calls, ones where you’d shifted too suddenly, or simply been tempted to drop a hint or two. But you’d held out, and you were quite proud of yourself for it. It was more than worth it, hearing that groan and seeing the hungry look in Wolffe’s eyes as they fell upon the glitter of the silver, white-jeweled plug nestled snugly within your ass.

When you and Wolffe had started your little tryst, not long after surviving the attack of the Malevolence, it had been simple — a release. Battle affected everyone — including commanders and battlefield medics. The first time Wolffe had slid into you, inside that tiny, standing-room-only supply closet, it had been more about chasing the high of release than pleasuring each other. Chasing a feeling other than grief or fear or battle-born adrenaline. To feel something else. Anything else. Starving for the touch of another, touch that didn’t include the possibility of injury or death or impersonal medical attention.

And the fact that it was Wolffe giving you your release... That was just a bonus.

Over time, the two of you had leaned more and more into each other. The desperation for release, for a distraction, faded away. Melted into a genuine affection for each other. One neither of you would own up to, but that was beside the point. You both slowed down. Of course you still enjoyed the occasional escape into a supply closet, but more and more, you now found each other elsewhere. Somewhere you could slow down. Somewhere you could swallow his heavy cock and enjoy the feeling of it in your throat. Somewhere he could throw you down onto a surface and eat you until you soaked his face. Somewhere he could edge you, just the tip of his cock breaching your walls, making you beg and squirm beneath him. Somewhere you could lay yourself on top of him, grinding into his thigh while peppering his chest with purple marks.

It wasn’t until after Wolffe’s attack, the battle where he’d lost his eye, that you had truly acknowledged your feelings for him. You thought you’d gone into cardiac arrest when you’d seen the flash of red light, and the matching red slash across his face.

He’d made it, of course. Wolffe would never let someone like fucking Asajj Ventress take him down. And though it had taken time to get used to it, he now wore the scars and cybernetic eye with pride.

The mismatched eyes were now trained on you, something deeply carnal inside them. You continued to grin, wiggling your ass just the slightest bit and shimmying down the bed, closer to his swollen cock.

“See something you like, Commander?”

Wolffe’s lip curled up into a hungry snarl, but it didn’t hold, instead morphing into an amused smirk. His eyes flicked down to your ass again, drinking in the sight of the grey, white-jeweled plug. Wolfpack colors. They always looked so pretty inside you.

Rather than answering, however, Wolffe manhandled you onto your hands and knees. You giggled lightly, curving your back into an arc, presenting yourself to him.

The first touch of his tongue to your core was always so divine. Wolffe was such an intense lover, so unlike any you’d had before. An intensity carried over from his role and job as a commander. You’d always reveled in it, the pressure of his attention alone enough to make you soak through your panties.

Wolffe pressed his tongue into you, lapping a long strip all the way up your core, touching to your clit, dipping into your folds, and snapping up to flick across the jewel of the plug, nudging it just enough to make you clench.

“Wolffe, don’t tease,” you said, voice breathier than you’d intended. Wolffe hummed from where he was nibbling and sucking a mark into your thigh. A dribble of cool spit spilled across your core, making you squirm.

Not that you needed the added wetness. You’d been dripping all night.

“How long you been wearing this, mesh’la?” Wolffe rumbled, languidly sucking your clit in a way that betrayed the eagerness you’d seen in him earlier.

“Since — since before —” you gasped as he dipped his tongue into your cunt. “— since my shift ended.”

Wolffe slid two fingers into your cunt, now sucking a mark into the base of your left cheek. Your thighs trembled with need. He stroked down its length softly, teasingly.

“So eager, mesh’la. Love when you’re like this.”

Wolffe had been unusually unsure when he’d asked if you’d ever consider letting him take you in the ass. And to be honest, if it were anyone other than Wolffe, you probably would never have considered anal. But since it was him, you promised to do some research before giving him a final answer.

He’d been more than respectful of that, moments later plowing into your guts hard enough to make you scream.

You’d done some research, just as promised. You’d even gone to one of your good friends who you knew enjoyed anal sex, asking them for some tips. They’d been very open and honest about how it felt, that it was different from vaginal, and that it wasn’t for everyone. They’d suggested doing some play with yourself first, just to get used to the feeling of being touched back there. And that if you liked it, you could move up to true training.

They had been adamant that training was a must and would make it so much easier and enjoyable in the long run if you decided it was something you wanted.

So you’d done that. you’d played with yourself a little, pressing a finger to the tight ring of muscle while the other hand was three-fingers deep in your pussy. The sensation had been new, but not wholly unpleasant. And after a few more rounds with yourself, you found yourself more and more intrigued by the feeling of it all.

So you’d gone and bought yourself a plug training kit (one your friend recommended), and a big bottle of lube.

You didn’t tell Wolffe, wanting to be absolutely sure of your decision before you made it, and he never brought it up again, respecting the time you were taking to decide.

But you eventually did make your decision, of course. Wolffe had obviously been excited by it, but he’d taken his time with you, periodically checking in on you and your comfort. And when he’d slid home the first time, you’d both never come so fast before.

It had only strengthened your relationship, added an extra dynamic, an extra thing you both had to make each other fall apart. You knew Wolffe loved it when you let him fuck your ass. And though it was very different from what you’d expected (and much more enjoyable), you loved it too. There was something so sexy about being taken there, something secretly dirty, obscene. But there were also nights where you needed a good old-fashioned pussy pounding.

So now, the two of you had developed a code — if you wore a plug, you were up for anal.

And tonight, you were up for it, so why was Wolffe taking so damn long?

You continued to squirm lightly, arms and thighs trembling as Wolffe casually licked across your clit and pussy, your pleasure eventually plateauing.

“Wolffe,” you keened, “Wolffe, please.”

He nipped at the dip of your back, smirking. “Just making sure you’re ready, mesh’la.”

You huffed in your head. Asshole. He knew damn well you were ready.

“I’ve been ready for hours,” you whined, wiggling your ass enticingly. You could feel your slick dripping down your thighs, some of it soaking the sheets beneath you.

Wolffe leaned back, gently sliding the plug from your ass. The cold air made you moan with mild discomfort, but the sudden emptiness made you clench with anticipation. Wolffe dipped his fingers into your pussy briefly, smearing your juice around your second hole. And the snap of the lube bottle cap made your toes curl.

Wolffe’s slick cock touched to your outer ring of muscle.

“Remember, mesh’la, when you’re having trouble walking tomorrow,” he said, voice low and graveled with hunger and promise, “you asked for it.”

He was right. You had a lot of trouble walking the following morning. And it was more than worth it.

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hardlystrictlystarwars · 2 years

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I just wanted to say I love the your highness series

AAAHHHHHH THANK YOU!!!

I know I haven't updated it lately(or posted writing lately... pls don't call me out on this). My job and school has been hectic lately, hopefully within the next month or so I can get back to it.

The reader is a really special character to me and it means a lot that someone likes it🥰

Anyways here's a small part of what I have drafted for part 4:

Wolffe followed you as you stormed into the Great Hall where the royal court sat and met.

“What is the meaning of this!” You yelled upon them.

An action that surprised him. Over the weeks he had come to learn you had a sharp tongue, but never until now, a loud one.

“What is the meaning of this outrage, princess?” One of the squires asked but you blasted past him.

“I excused it when you planned my ascension to the throne over my brother’s death, I accepted a man who I will never love as my husband for the sake of my people, but I refuse to move an inch until my father takes his last breath,” You stood firmly in front of them.

“What my daughter means,” Your mother, who sat next to a few of her royal advisors began, “Is that the time table for her father has changed and is expected to pass sooner. And that she understands our reasons for preparations,”

“No,” You refused, shaking your head, “Until he is laid to rest no one in this room has a right over my future of when I become queen,”

“What makes you think we don’t have the power to decide our planet’s future?” One of the officers a few seats away from your mother asked.

“None of you in the room carry royal blood like I do, so none of you will have any say nor power regarding our royal constitution,” You declare, “If any of you say otherwise, you are not only threatening our crown, but the people of our planet,”

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littlenephilim999uriel · 1 year

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HI! i was just wondering if you could do a wolffe story? if you haven’t done any yet! creativity is all up to you 🥰

“I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.”

I really hope you like it. I am a little rusty since I have not written any Stories in sooooo long.

It was another successful Mission with the 104th Battelion. Her Master Plo Koon and the Jedi Council are very happy with her growth and she knows it is only a matter of time before she will become a Jedi Knight. The Padawan of course knows what this means. She will leave her Master and the 104th to get her own Battalion of very capable soldiers. Still the tought scared her more than anything. She never wanted to leave the Men that became her Family and the tought alone made a knot form in her throat bringing her close to tears. Normally she would be drinking and laughing with the Men but not today,no the words from her Master were still fresh in her Mind.

"You did well my Padawan." Plo Koons Voice was filled with Pride which made her Smile as well. "Thank you Master." She answered to which he only nodded before he continued talking. "I am very happy to tell you that you soon will be no longer a Padawan." (y/n) furrowed her brows at that giving him a confused look that made him chuckle. "Now don't look so worried. You will of course become a Jedi Knight and will lead your very own Battalion." Her Master sounded so proud yet those News didn't make her as happy as she thought they would. "How soon will I leave Master?" Plo Koon felt the shift in the Force, the saddness radiating off of her. "If everything goes well within the next two weeks. (y/n) you don't seem all that Happy about it." The Padawan let out a sigh trying to pull a brave face. "I am just surprised. I just need some time." He only nodded understandingly. (y/n) then walked away leaving her worried Master behind.

Her leaving of course didn't go unnoticed by her Commander. Wolffe watched confused as she quickly hurried away instead of celebrating with them like always. Still Wolffe somehow manged to sneak away unnoticed and followed her. He didn't need to search for her all that long because he quickly found her leaning on the railing looking down at the City below her. Wolffe recognised the look on her face. One didn't need to be a Jedi to see the sadness in her Eyes.

She of course felt his presence long before he even got close to her and turned her head around to look at him sending him a soft smile. "Commander, shouldn't you be celebrating with your Brothers?" Wolffe only chuckled at that and slowly walked closer pulling off his Helmet. "I could say the same about you." (y/n) let out a laugh through her nose and sent him a playfull grin. "True." He then tilted his head at her looking rather worried. "You are sad." Was all he said which only made her laugh. "No shit Sherlock!" "Why?" Letting out a sigh she turned around to fully face him. "I will become a Jedi Knight soon and-" He then cut her off letting out a sigh himself. "And you will leave this Battalion to lead your own." She only nodded at that. "I don't want to leave you Guys. You are my Family... all I know." For the first time in so long Wolffe smiled softly. "We will miss you Commander. Though it will be a lot less stressfull without your airhead." He said teasingly to which she only sent him a playfull glare. Wolffe raised his Hands in defense laughing softly. "Only speaking the truth Sir." (y/n) laughed softly herself and looked back at the City below her. It was at this Moment that she decided to tell him the truth knowing that this Probably will be her only chance to ever do it.

Taking a deep breath she was considering her Words carefully. She then decided on what to say but didn't dare to look at the Men standing next to her. "I tried my best to not feel anything for you.” The relaxing atmosphere changed quickly as she said that. Wolffe blinked once, twice before looking at her with a confused expression not sure if he heard her correctly. As if finally gathering her courage she then turned towards him looking him in the eyes smiling sadly at him. "Guess what? I failed." He only stared at her in confusion. "What do you mean?" (y/n) cuckled softly and took a step closer to him. "It means that I Love you Wolffe. That is the reason why my Heart is filled with so much sadness at the tought of becoming a Full pleged Jedi Knight and leaving all of you behind." With a loud clank his Helmet fell out of his hand as his eyes grew bigger. Not really knowing what to say he only stared at her with confusion. Was this all a Dream? A cruel Joke she was playing on him? No she wouldn't do that. A Million thoughts raced through his head but he was finally pulled out of it as a warm and soft Hand gently took one of his in hers. "Wolffe I wish to stay with you." His eyes finally found hers again. "As do I." Was all he said which made her smile warmly up at him. They stared at eachother for a long while before he spoke up again. "Become a Jedi Knight (y/n)." This made her blink in confusion. But before she could ask why he would say that he kept speaking. "You worked so hard. Become a Jedi Knight and lead your own Battalion. I promise we will find a way to keep seing eachother." She softly nodded her head at that. "I will hold you up to that Promise Commander." He softly smiled at that and pulled her closer. On instinct she closed her eyes as he leaned up and placed a soft kiss on her forhead. So soft she almost didn't feel it. Wolffe then gently took her Face in his Hands to look into her eyes again.

"When have I ever lied to you."

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funnyducky666 · 1 year

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Heavy dirty dirty talking: Rex, Tech, echo, Hunter, wrecker, Crosshair, Cody, Wolffe, 👀Gregor, and or Fives.

I’m look)ing for FIC reccs so you have anything that has this in the warning pls lemme know. Please.

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adrunkskeletonsduck · 1 year

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9:00ᴘᴍ

➜ Pairing: various!character x reader

➜ Warnings: Cheating, Gn!reader, not properly proofread

➜ Word Count: 0.4k

➜ Notes: I was fucked upppp when I wrote this

His heart dropped as he saw your expression when you turned to look at him. He had seen that look before. It was the look you gave to creepy men who wouldn’t leave you alone when you were walking down the street, or to someone you absolutely despised. But not him. Never him.

He had never imagined – or even tried to imagine – a day where that look would be directed at him. Cold and emotionless, eyes an empty void of darkness that seemed to never end. You seemed almost unrecognizable looking at him like that.

And the realization crashed over him in waves as you looked down at him, he had lost you. He had truly lost you.

“Please, it was a mistake. I swear it’ll never happen again,” He begged, reaching up to grab your hand in his from where he was kneeling in front of you. You didn’t slap his hand away or move back, instead you just let him, continuing to stare emptily at him. He wasn’t sure if that hurt more. “Please...” he said again, “She meant nothing to me, I-I swear!”

His eyes began to sting, tears welling in his waterline and his vision slightly blurring as your lips curled into a sneer, “You’re pathetic, what did I ever see in you?”

You ripped your hand out of his and he could tell you were ready to walk out the door and never look back, but he couldn’t let you do that. He needed you; you couldn’t leave.

“Please...” This time his pleas came out weak, ripping a broken sob from his throat with them. Kneeling on the floor in front of you, begging you to stay after you had walked in on him with another girl, for the first time since you had entered his life he felt truly hopeless.

“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me...please don’t leave me. Don’t walk away from me, from this, from us.” It was too late though, because no amount of begging would fix the mistake he had made, or stitch the gaping hole he had ripped through your heart that day. Because you had already turned away from him, unable to stand to look at him for another second and you were walking out the door. And because the minute he had let that girl into the apartment he had doomed himself and thrown away the last year and a half of happiness the two of you had shared.

His body collapsed, giving away, forcing him onto his hands and feet as he heard the door slam shut behind you. A chorus of sobs and wails escaping him as hot tears fell from his eyes. Reality came crashing down upon him with the weight of one thousand bricks as he cried.

It was over. You were gone now.

And it was all his fault.

Toru Oikawa, Kuroo Tetsuro, Suna Rinaturo, Captain Rex, Commander Wolffe, Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara

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babygirlrex0504 · 1 year

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Masterlist

Hello my fello Star Wars lovers! I had an old Masterlist going on but it was a bit too much 😅 So here is the new one, I will show updated stories and upcoming ones. I do take requests of any kind, I can make short stories or couple of parts. I also have a taglist for some of my fics and if you want to be tagged in some that will be just short fics. 😌 ‘*’ means there is smutty smut!

If you have ANY suggestions! Let me know, I am open for anything so don’t hesitate if it’s kinky to angsty. 👀

Taglist form

Series

The Mandalorian

Bounty Series*

Book One (Completed)

Book Two (Ongoing)

Clan of Three Series* (Ongoing)

Clone Wars

Star Crossed* (Captain Rex x OC, in the works)

The Bar Named 99* (Commander Wolffe x Reader, in the works)

Shorts

Clone Wars

Tragedies (Jesse x Reader, in the works)

Dancing with your Ghost* (Fives x Reader, in works)

Bad Batch

Enchanted* (Hunter x Reader, in the works)

Mantell Mix (Wrecker x Reader, in the works)

As the World Caves In (Tech x Reader, in the works)

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echoisbabe · 1 month

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Tear in my heart

I had this idea from that scene from Black panther and this was born from that.

I think TW, for death? However! I hope that everyone that reads enjoys! My request are open

He stands before you, blaster raised. Your hands are raised, eyes never leaving the familiar helmet of Wolffe.

“Wolffe” his name leaves your lips in a plea, his grip loosens on his blaster

For once you are not happy to see him, your heart beats faster as he steps towards you. You don’t know what to do, turn and run? He’d shot you in the back that you are sure of.

“You are a traitor” his grip tightens on his blaster

“You would kill me, my love?” His grip falters again, he steps towards you once more

You wonder if he remembers it all, if someone where in his mind the thought of you lingers.

“For the empire” he states as he squares his shoulders, a second blaster now in his free hand “Without question”

Horror flashes across your face as you take a step back. What can you do now? You had promised never to use the Jedi mind trick on him, promised not to use the force on him. You know times are different however you can’t bring yourself to do it.

“Do you remember?” You ask, raising a hand and he flinches subtly, you take a step forward “what we shared? Does that mean nothing now?”

It hangs in the air, he’s holstering one blaster. He closes the distance between you and him. His helmeted forehead meets yours. He’s breathing deeply, his arm wraps around you. He pulls you closer, and you allow him to give you this.

“Let me go, Wolffe” you whisper “don’t let my blood be on your hands” you reach up, hands hesitantly taking hold of his helmet

“I-I have my orders, Cyar’ika” he moves away, so as not to let you lift his helmet “there won’t be any pain, if I do it, I promise”

You wrap your arms around him, tears finally falling freely from your eyes. Your heart is breaking with each passing second, clinging to him but also wanting to run. You had spent months running from this moment. Spent months missing this feeling that’s slipping through your fingers.

“Please” you try again, hoping for a different answer “just let me go” your pulling away from him, and he lets you pull from his arms but doesn’t allow any more distance to separate you

In the distance you hear his men, voices that you don’t recognize. It’s now or never, breaking this promise would sting but it must be done. You raise your hand with the words stuck on your tongue.

“Commander!” A voice shouts, Wolffe turns as your eyes widen, the blaster bolt has been shot and there is nothing to be done, if you pull your hand from him now it would be him that is hit, so you shove him and the blaster hits you square in the chest.

You hear your name screamed out like a banshee. Your knees go weak and you stumble, you want to catch yourself but your muscles fail you and you are falling.

Wolffe had never moved faster, he had caught you just before you hit the ground. His helmet had fallen off and you see his face, a smile graces your lips, your mouth moving as if you’re trying to formulate words that won’t come. He cups your face, shaking his head trying to fight the sudden rush of tears that threatens to spill from his eyes.

“Cyar’ika, I’m here” he whispers, he moves the hair from your face “I’m here” he whispers and your smile grows wider, he takes your hand, pressing it to his cheek “Wo- Wolffe, I-I lo-“ your last breath leaves and your body goes limp in his arms “Wait, no, no”

Wolffe reaches for his blaster, turning it on the man and doesn’t think twice, the blaster hits the man and he drops. He turns back to you, he pulls you closer as his forehead comes to rest on yours and he weeps.

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thefact0rygirl · 1 year

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thefact0rygirl's wolfpack masterlist

MAIN MASTERLIST 🪐 AO3 🪐 TAGLIST

Both my blog and masterlist are NSFW/Explicit 18+. Minors do not interact.

I'm not currently taking requests, but my inbox is open to chat!

five-sentence ficlets

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clones and how they fall asleep

the clones wear crocs

one shots

I’m Here

Come Morning Light

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DAY 6: Eating Out

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“That’s so fucking hot.” “I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

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all wolffe wants is you

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boba, rex, wolffe, and fives sending you voice messages

what cody, gree, fox, and wolffe think of nipple piercings

rex, gregor, and wolffe bulking up in rebels

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percervall · 10 months

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the gift that keeps on giving

The biggest thanks to @moneyymaseyy for showing me the ropes and being my sounding board. Inspired by this TikTok

Toto Wolff x wife!reader social media au

In which Toto (begrudgingly) indulges his wife

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user so happy for you guys! user best news user lewis???? ⤷user 👀 what do you know lewis??? user persephone can't be a coincidence. has to be toto who bought his wife a bookstore after needing to carry her out last week ⤷user oh to be married to a rich man 🥲

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ynwolff dragging the husband away for a quick coffee date before the madness of media duties starts

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mercedesamgf1 enjoy! lewishamilton how did you convince him to take a break? ⤷ynwolff a woman has her ways 😏 user mother is mothering

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mercedesamgf1 The stage is set! Bring it on 💪

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tommyhilfiger let's go team!! user can the best admin show the paddock's power couple? 👀 liked by mercedesamgf1 user let's go lewis!!

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mercedesamgf1 your wish is our command! Boss focussed on fp1 and @/ynwolff focussed on 'the daughter of doctor moreau'

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user omg my parents!!! lewishamilton impressive that you managed to find y/n ⤷ynwolff it's not that hard. look for the place with comfy chairs user sksks when's the mercedes book club dropping? liked by mercedesamgf1 and ynwolff user sales for that book are about to skyrocket

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ynwolff shh, nobody tell Toto 🙊 He'll never find them

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lewishamilton 🤫 mercedesamgf1 Liebling, I bought you a bookstore. Why do you keep bringing books into our home? -Toto ⤷ynwolff to read them? ⤷mercedesamgf1 ... you got me there. Please no more, we ran out of space 20 books ago -Toto ⤷ynwolff Oh babe, we can always buy a bigger house. Please return the phone to your poor social media admin user the man bought her a bookstore because they ran out of space??? Future husband, take notes user the only reason i believe in true love

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ynwolff to the person who snitched to my husband. Also know that he is building me an extra bookcase as we speak, so joke's on you really

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georgerussell63 wouldn't dare do such a thing! ⤷ynwolff I've got my eyes on you russell george lewishamilton the thought never even crossed my mind ⤷ynwolff neither has the thought of me abducting roscoe. let's keep it that way user remind me to never cross yn/wolff 💀 liked by ynwolff user lol who would've known toto would be so whipped?

I have no idea if any of this makes sense lol. the world of social media au's is a foreign concept to me, but I had a lot of fun figuring out the plot and searching for the photos

please let me know what you think, your comments mean the world to me!

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waiting-for-motivation · 2 months

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bittersweet

summary: After being separated for a very long time, two lovers reunite under challenging circumstances on Teth.

pairing: Commander Wolffe x Reader

warnings: !SPOILERS!, fluff, angst, no happy ending

words: 1075

a/n: the return of the king (and my writing :)

!!!SPOILERS EPISODE 6 AND 7!!!

MASTERLIST REQUEST RULES

One second the laughter of Echo and Gregor fills the ship, then there is a desperate call for help coming through the comm. It‘s Rex, surrounded by imperial forces. He is with clone force 99 as well as other surviving clones. Right away, Echo turns the ship around and heads back to Teth as quickly as possible. Neither Gregor nor (Y/n) need a direct order to reach for their weapons and prepare for a risky exfiltration.

For a few seconds, (Y/n)s fingers linger on her vibro knife with a significant wolf engraved into it‘s hilt. Her heart burns at bittersweet memories of a certain Commander. Closing her eyes, she can still see him smiling after he gave her the knife. Other people, maybe even some of his brothers, considered him strict and bitter, but (Y/N) could always look behind his cold behaviour. But now, he is out of her reach, and she can‘t admire the glint in his eyes anymore.

“Are you alright?“, Gregor places a hand on (Y/n)s shoulder, tearing her out of her daydreams. There is a single tear running over her cheek and she quickly wipes it away, but the clone saw it. He tries to smile at her reassuringly. The smile on her lips doesn‘t reach her eyes, though.

“Yeah, thanks, Gregor“, (Y/n) tells him with a shaky voice and turns back towards her numerous weapons. The knife slides into the holster on her thigh, and it feels heavier than ever.

As she places her rifle over her shoulder, Echo announces that they are almost at the extraction point. Gregor and (Y/n) walk towards the ramp and get into position. Standing behind Gregor, (Y/n) aims her rifle towards the opening ramp. At first, she can‘t see much because Echo is still landing the ship, but then she catches a glimpse of Rex and other clones surrounded by imperial forces.

Her crosshair moves from the regular troops to a commando and finally to the Commander of this squad. The grey paint on his armor seems familiar and takes away (Y/n)s breath. It looks too familiar, she must be hallucinating. It can‘t be him. But the moment the Commander takes off his helmet, (Y/n) recognises him. It‘s Wolffe.

The rifle falls to the ground with a loud thump, attracting everyone’s attention. (Y/n) has to take a few steps forward to stand next to Gregor and be in view to everyone. To her in this very moment only one person matters. It‘s like everyone else disappears and leaves her reunited with her lost lover.

Wolffe is as baffled as never before. His cybernetic eye must be malfunctioning because how could his cyar‘ika be right here on Teth? She might look a bit different, but so does he. War changes people. In the past year, whenever her imagined her in his mind, he would always remember her carefree in the summer sun of Coruscant. Now she is wearing a heavy protective vest and many weapons, looking almost drained. But it‘s (Y/n), for sure.

“Wolffe“, she whispers his name before approaching him with fleet steps. Running past Rex, who understands the situation unlike the clones around him, (Y/n) reaches Wolffe quickly. Without a second thought, she wraps her arms around his neck and crashes against him, making him stumble a few steps backwards. His helmet falls to the ground, and he engulfs her in a tight hug.

There are smiles and tears as they part a few inches to take a better look at each other. (Y/n) places her hands just under Wolffes scrubby jaw, caressing his cheeks with her thumbs. “You‘re home“, she whispers and leans forward to connect their foreheads in a sweet keldabe kiss without helmets.

“Yes, I‘m home, cyar‘ika“, Wolffe returns and closes his eyes for some time. Then he remembers the situation they are in as his second in command shifts. Softly, he moves (Y/n) to his side but never actually parts from him. He still has to follow orders, right? But with his beloved girl and multiple of his brothers right here, he gets some doubts.

Most of the clones are already inside of the ship, only Rex and Gregor are still outside, waiting for (Y/n). The soldiers under Wolffe’s command are getting unsettled, not knowing what to do and what their orders are.

“Let them go“, their Commander orders and the troopers lower their blasters. A nod from Wolffe tells them to return to their ship. Turning his attention back on (Y/n), Wolffe can feel his heart ache. He pulls her into a tight hug once again, feeling one of her hands buried in his hair. Only when they part does (Y/n) realise this was a way of saying goodbye.

“No, I only just got you back, you can‘t leave me again. Please“, she whines and starts crying at the realisation. Wolffe takes her face in his rough hands and stops her from hiding her face in her own.

“Shh, don‘t cry. This is not a goodbye, we will see each other again. I promise. But I have to take care of a few things before we can see each other again. I have to take care of my squad. I‘m so sorry, cyar‘ika“, Wolffe tries to reassure his girl. He leans his forehead against hers, not caring what the remaining clones around them think. “We found each other once, we can do that a second time, I‘m sure of that.“

The moment Wolffe tries to take a step backwards and part from (Y/n), she presses herself as close to him as possible. Their lips meet in a teary and passionate kiss, showing their raw emotions. “I love you so much, please come back to me“, (Y/n) breathes against her lover’s lips and finally parts from him. He places one last kiss between her brows, strokes a hair strand behind her ear and whispers a declaration of love in Mando’a : Ni kar‘tayli gar darasuum.

Wiping away the tears from her face, (Y/n) approaches Rex and Gregor who look as downcast as her. They enter the ship after her, but only (Y/n) takes a look back and watches Wolffe enter the imperial ship. They get separated by the closing ramp.

But just like Wolffe said: They found each other once, they can do that a second time.

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#commander wolffe x reader #commander wolffe x you #bad batch spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #wolffe x reader #wolffe x you

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moomoog017 · 4 months

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fic ᯓᡣ𐭩 just a skim ꔛ✿

Commander Wolffe x Medic! GN Reader

Synopsis: After a risky mission, Jedi Master Plo Koon decides to hire a full time medic aboard his ship.

Genre: tiny angst with fluff n’ spice

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Small description of burn injury, protruding veins (if you like that stuff), character in pain

A/N: 1st Wolffe writing!! This was fun to write, I did my best but what do you think? Writing under the cut!

“I’d like to introduce you to our new medic, they will be staying with us until further notice.” General Plo Koon states, sticking a hand out ushering you from the darkness. You cower behind the Jedi, smiling gently giving a small wave to the crew. “Glad to be working with you guys.” Is all you manage as all the clones eyes on you makes you shrink. Some clones smile or wave back but one gets your attention. He stands apart from everyone else, up front and arms crossed. Your eyes meet his gaze, you quickly take notice of his cybernetic right eye. Your eyes fall from his as your face begins to flush pink. Plo Koon places a gentle hand on your shoulder, making you stand up straight. This is going to be awkward. This will be your first time living with a lot of people in such a closed area, but you were going to make it work.

About 2 months later…

“Ah Kriff!” Wolffe curses, rushing to you, hand resting just under his rib cage on his side. Your eyes widen as you hurry to remove things from your stretcher. He slams down sitting upright onto it. “What happened?” You shuffle to get your medical supplies, placing it down next to Wolffe. “Damn clanker! Got me just in time.” Wolffe’s gruff voice echoed through the room. “Where’s everyone else?” You fumble your gauze as you speak. “Safe, only I got hit.” He gritted through his teeth. “I need to remove your chest armor and blacks.” You stutter. Wolffe nods, helping you remove it, along with shimming out of the top half on his blacks. He takes a sharp inhales through his teeth as you peel the fabric closer to his wound. A hole present from the droid's shot. You pull them down, relieving the wound in full. Scanning Wolffe's wound, a sigh of relief washes over you. “It’s only a graze, just some burn care and disinfecting.” He scowls. “Still hurts like hell.” A small smile grazes your face, relieved he still has his usual attitude.

You turn away to grab the disinfecting liquid from a nearby cabinet. You drip some of the liquid onto a gauze pad and move your hand to his wound. You gently dab the gauze onto his burn. He grunts, squeezing the edges of the stretcher. You notice the veins on his arm protruding, and his muscles tense as he grasps at the metal. The blood rushes to your cheeks as your face gets hot. Your eyes quickly return to his wound. Removing the gauze, you get up once more to grab the burn cream. Taking a small metal scoop, you coat the burn with the cream. The commander looks down at you taking a heavy inhale. The burning and slightly cold sensation of the scoop and cream makes him cringe. “Does that feel better?” You ask hesitantly. “I guess, not the first time I’ve been shot.” His face flat as he looks to his burn.

“Any more concerns doc?” You open your mouth as if to speak but quickly you close it. “What?” Wolffe responds. The question burning through you, ever since you saw him. “Your eye, what happened to it?” He looks down. “Ventress.” He scowls at the name. A small “o” appears on your face. “I’m sorry.” Is all you can manage. You walk closer sitting beside Wolffe on the stretcher. You slowly lift your hand to his chiseled face. He cautiously watches you but doesn’t stop you. Your hands meet his skin, you take your finger tracing his scar. Wolffe watches as you gently trace over his face. A small grin emerges from his mouth. After tracing his scar, you move your hand to his cheek, feeling his cheekbones and rubbing your thumb over it. Wolffe softly takes your hand and places it on his thigh. “It’s ok, it’s been a while.”

You smile admiring him. You’ve never been this close to your commander. You can’t help but take in the image of him. You’ve never seen his bare body before, his chest toned and coated with a shine of sweat. His tan skin enhances his features so handsomely. You feel your face turn extra warm as you shift your eyes to his. Wolffe smirks as he takes notice of you admiring his form, a glare in his fake eye. “Like what you’re seein’?” He speaks, his voice smooth and flirtatiously. “Ah yeahh.” Is all you can manage, words stuck in your throat. Trying to shake the image from your thoughts. “You’re getting really red in the face (y/n).” Wolffe’s voice was low, he was just teasing you now. His smirk plastered proudly upon his face. “So what?” You defensively say, crossing your arms. “Admit it, mesh’la.” The word rolls off his tongue, lingering in the air. The word sends a shiver down your spine, you know what it means. “You’re starting something.” Your eyebrow raises. “Your eyes say it all.” Wolffe stands up from the stretcher, a small wince escaping his lips.

His figure towers over you, your heartbeat speeds up and your breaths become short and hot. Wolffe leans over you, locking you in his arms, hands pressed firmly on the stretcher just barely touching your thighs. You bite your lip in anticipation, your thighs pressed firmly against each other. “Commander…” Embarrassed, you look away. “Look at me mesh’la.” Wolffe says soft but his words are firm. Your eyes slowly meet his, your cheeks warm. The commander brings his face closer to yours lips, almost touching. “I’ve always liked you (y/n).” His eyes burn into yours, he glances to your lips. You had no words, the feeling overwhelming you. “So sweet, a little shy, a little feisty.” Wolffe’s hot breath sweeps across your already burning face. He leans in a little closer and your lips meet. Your eyes close and his rough lips meet your soft ones. Your heart is sent a flutter and all you can hear is your own heartbeat. The feeling so warm and exciting, the feeling of his lips leaves yours as he pulls away after a moment. A small frown tugs at the corner of your lips.

The commander's arms are still holding you still on the stretcher. The sound of the door opening has Wolffe quick on his feet releasing you as he stands up straight, clearing his throat. In return you stand up scrambling to gather your medical supplies. “How is the commander (y/n)?” Plo Koon's voice is deep and sweet. “All good sir!” Wolffe is quick to respond. His response is followed by your nod. “It's just a skim.” Plo nods, satisfied with your answer. “Commander, you're needed in the cockpit.” The Jedi speaks flatly. Wolffe nods quickly whispering in your ear. “We’ll finish this later mesh’la.” His breath skims your ear making you jump a little. You nod your head but Wolffe is already leaving. Plo Koon’s eyebrow raises slightly. You send Plo an awkward lopsided grin. Plo nods his head, removing himself from the room. A small smile forces its way upon the Jedi’s face, as he leaves.

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There's Always A Way ¹

Hunter x Togruta Reader

Summary - Getting assigned a new clone force to work with by the jedi council

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There's Aways A Way Masterlist

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A/n - this was a story I was doing on wattpad I no longer use it but I wanted to write more of it and post it here I've edited it so it's a little different but not much

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Taking a deep breath as you sit cross-legged under a tree as you meditate, taking a long deep breath in a pattern and breathing out. As you continue what you're doing you're soon interrupted by hearing footsteps heading towards you.

"General l/n, the Jedi Council has requested you to return to Coruscant" you hear Commander Wolffe say. Opening one eye to look at him with a raised brow. As he looks at you holding his helmet to his side.

Pushing yourself off the ground with a huff, annoyed that you had been interrupted while in the middle of your meditation. But I guess you don't get much peace when there's a war going on anymore.

"Do you know what this is about Wolffe? Because it better not be another stupid mission like last time" you say rolling your eyes and walking with him hearing as he chuckles at you.

"well yeah let's hope it won't be like the last mission, you crashed that poor ship twice, I don't know how master plo could deal with training you," he says letting you let out a small laugh.

"Master Plo loves me, and we all know it, and the first one on the ship gets to rid the ship," you say as you take off towards the ship.

"hay! That's not fair you got a headstart" he says putting on his helmet before taking off after you.

After getting to the ship you take a set as you walk Woffle get on board.

"Well, I guess I've won this," You say in a teasing voice, feeling your lips fall into a small smile. He just gives you a death glare.

"Hmm, well at least I don't cheat, like you. We better get going" he says as you walk over to the pilot set.

-- Coruscant --

After the ship has landed you wait for the door to open up as you wait there Wolffe shows up next to you.

"I'll probably be seeing you later Wolffe, I hope that am not into much trouble after that last mission," you say turning to look at him. Seeing a wee smile on his face.

"Yeah, Yeah well you better get going before you do get in trouble for being late," he says putting his helmet on. As you walk off give him a little wave and he returns with a small nod to you.

Heading towards the temple you see your old master waiting at the door, greeting you as soon as you near him.

"Ah y/n, you're on time for once?" Master plo says looking at you when you walk toward him.

"May I ask what the council would like, I haven't done anything wrong, well not that I know of?" you say as you go into step with him as he listens to you.

"No, no you aren't in trouble young one, we just want to talk to you about something important," he says looking over at you, getting to the room you need with some of the council members already waiting in the room would include, master plo, Yoda, Obi-wan, Mace Windu not all of them but a few of them

"Ah, y/n you've arrived on time I see" you hear Obi-Wan say as he turns over to look at you.

"Yes, I have, now what is it that you all would like to talk about with me?" You question looking around at them.

"We believe that you should be able to have your clone force, not too big though" Master Windu speaks up your eyes Turning to look at him.

"Master plo has requested this, he has, he believes you will work well with this clone force, yes," Master Yoda says.

"Yes I believe so, with their different way of working than other clones, I believe you'll work well with them just fine" Master Plo says.

"Most Jedi refuse to work with them, because of their... different way of working, but we're sure you'll be able to work well with them," Obi-wan says handing over a datapad to you as you take it from him and turning it on to take a look at it.

"This has the information about the clones that you'll be working with,” Master Windu says as you look at the datapad you see clone force 99, and four files on it, one for each of them, that are hunter, tech, crosshair, and the last one wrecker with the clone numbers as well.

"Only four? And when will I meet them?" you question as you look up from the datapad at them

"you'll understand once you meet the little one, and you will meet them today when they land on the bay to pick you up, I would like you to get to know them before you start missions with them," your old master says looking down at you.

"Commander Cody will wait at the landing bay with you to introduce them to you," Obi-wan says. Nodding as you're about to leave the room.

"Y/n, may the force be with you" you hear after you leave the room. Taking steps towards the landing bay outside hearing footsteps catch up to you, your eyes moving to look next to you and seeing Wolffe.

"So, General what was the meeting about," he asked walking in step with you.

"well I've been assigned a new clone force to work with, so I won't be working with you and the rest of the wolf pack, but that means Master Plo can go on missions more without worrying about not having clones not there," you say as you both carry on walking almost to the landing bay.

"Well General, we'll miss you, be sure to visit us when you're free, you know where we are most of the time, I'll see you soon," he says, giving you a soft punch to the arm as he walks off to his ship.

"See you!" you say to him when you get to the landing bay to see that Cody is already waiting there for you sitting on a bench reading something.

"Commander Cody, lovely to see you, how are you?" you ask him sitting next to him taking your datapad out and turning it on to go through the files about the clones that you'll be working with.

"I've been well General, what about you?" he asks looking at you.

"am good, so what do we do? just wait for the ship to arrive?"

"yep, am sure it won't take too much time," he says looking back down to his datapad and you look at yours clicking on the first file you see.

'Hunter'

•leader of the force he has heightened senses so he's good at tracking for stuff•

'Tech'

•smarts he finds stats of stuff needed and finds out if a mission will be successful. He has a high intellect and is very good with technology•

'Crosshair'

•exceptional eyesight and marksmanship skills a good sniper•

'Wrecker'

•superhuman strength can lift very heavy objects•

-- After a while --

Hearing a ship come in for lading you put your datapad down and start you get up as well as Cody does as well.

"Here they are, Clone Force 99" he stays as the ship door opens seeing one of them standing at the entrance. The clone armour is different than the white armour the other clones wore it is black with red strips on it as you both head to the ship.

"Hello there, you must be our new general?" he asks looking you up and down.

"This is Hunter the leader of this force," he says looking at Hunter as he turns to look over at you.

"And this general l/n they will be working with you guys" he introduces you.

"Nice to meet you, hunter," you say holding your hand out to shake it as he returns it saying

"Nice to meet you too, I'll introduce you to the rest of the boys, and Commander Cody can go off and do more important stuff" he says as he leads you onto the ship.

"Goodbye Cody," you say as he waves you off.

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