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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Hiya!! 👋🏻 First of all, I just wanted to say that I love your writing!!! You’re amazing at it!! Keep up the great work!!! 😁 I also was wondering if you could do a one shot of Tup being intimate with the reader for the first in their relationship. It can a mixture of sweet & spicy!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Plus, Tup was one of my favorite clone troopers!! It’s no rush, but I would really appreciate it!! ☺️☺️

Aloha! Thank you kindly! I'm trying to keep it up 🙂

I don't think I've ever written about Tup before…. Honestly, I don't have an idea, a sketch of his personality in my head yet. But I'm going to try. It may be a little longer than I had planned. I need to feel/write my way into the situation first. That is, there's a little backstory where I have to find my HC Tup first and unite it with what I know about him. Does that make sense? Let's see...

Well took me the whole night, but it's done! 😁 Hope you like it 😊

Tup x F!Reader Oneshot - For The First Time

Fluffy/Suggestive/Spicy/Sexual Content/18+

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Playing by the rules, following orders, doing his best as a soldier and being loyal as a brother, these have always been his main goals, his main focus. Not long ago, Tup would never have thought of breaking any rules or wanting anything he wasn't allowed to do. But then he met you.

Quite abruptly and overwhelmingly, his priorities rearranged themselves, so quickly that it took him a while to realize what was happening to him. Tup first saw you in the hangar, working for the company that makes gunships and other military vehicles for the Republican Army.

You're on an inspection tour, checking out the goods that are soon to go into use, when you run into him. The first encounter is shy and bumpy, but pleasant. He amuses you, even if he is so clumsy with nervousness that he almost falls over his own feet.

He can't get you out of his head since that day. Your pretty face follows him into his nightly dreams. First he is unsettled, but then he feels how much he enjoys the thought of you and longs to see you again.

He even goes so far as to sabotage your company's goods so that you have to come by to check on them. Unfortunately, you are not always sent, sometimes it is a colleague. But his heart beats faster every time it's you running around the hangar with a scanner and some tools and a data pad.

Actually, Tup has a guilty conscience, he makes you do extra work just to see you again. Besides, he is so attracted to you, and he gives in to that feeling, even though he knows he shouldn't. He is not allowed to make attachments, but he wants nothing more than that right now.

Eventually Tup begins to flirt, a little awkwardly at first, but he learns. You think he's cute, he's accommodating, nice, funny, and you have to admit you're generally taken with the looks of the clones. But this one, he is somehow special. And the way he looks at you, there is such a deep affection in his gaze, so clear that it can't be hidden. He is fascinated by you and adores you, you know that by now, you can see it in his eyes.

You're not surprised when he reappears in the hangar as you perform an inspection on one of the gunships.

"Hello Mesh'la," he greets you with a smile.

You smile back.

"Hey Tup."

As you head inside the Gunship to check something out, he saunters after you and you nearly bump into him as you turn around, lost in thought.

"Sorry," you mumble in surprise, looking up from his chest plate to his face.

The look he gives you is gentle, yet impossibly intense. It happens faster than you can really react. Suddenly his lips are on yours. The kiss is a bit awkward at first, but it is tender. Tup tries hard, he has no idea what he's doing, he knows it's a kiss, but it's still new territory for him. You drop your datapad without thinking about it. As your tongues meet in a velvety collision, Tup moans into the kiss and his hands shoot to your hips as if on their own, urging you onto a crate in the passenger compartment.

It happens automatically as you return the kiss. Arousal rising in him, he feels his cock swell behind the codpiece, Tup automatically seeks contact with you, his hips thrusting your thighs apart, and he lets out another surprised moan as your legs wrap around him and pull close.

When your lips part for a moment, you're both out of breath, your minds swimming in arousal with your hearts racing. Reaching blindly behind you, you press a button and the new armored doors close around the passenger compartment, shutting out the view of casual passersby.

The lights in the room come on automatically. Your eyes meet.

"I've never done anything like this before," he suddenly says quietly.

You look at him in surprise, still a little breathless.

"Really, never?"

Tup smiles crookedly and says, "Yes, I have, but…. this is different. Normally we're allowed to, well, blow off steam now and then, no strings attached. We're not supposed to commit or anything. And the um, partners that are available to us for that, we don't usually kiss."

You frown, you don't know too much about the clones and how they live, if they even have any kind of life apart from being soldiers.

"You mean prostitutes?"

"They call it relief companions, but yes, I guess that's what it is," Tup admits.

You look at him thoughtfully, a long strand of hair has come loose from his bun and is half hanging down his beautiful, expressive face, on the side of the tattoo of a tear adorning his face, just below his right eye.

"The kiss was great," you say with a smirk, wanting to take away his uncertainty.

"Mmm," you hum, nodding.

He swallows, looks to the side for a moment, then back at you.

"I know I shouldn't give in to this urge, this incredible magnetism you have on me, but I don't want to fight it either. Honestly, I'm in the mood for more."

His knuckles gently brush your cheek, and you notice that he has taken off his gloves. His hand moves from your cheek, very slowly down your still clothed body, finally slipping under your robe and very slowly, as if in slow motion into your panties while he holds your gaze with his.

He gets closer and closer to the heat between your thighs, your mouth opens a little, but no sound comes out, only a soft sighing deep breath.

"You tell me if I go too far, okay?" he says softly, kissing your forehead, then your cheek, and when his lips meet yours again, his fingers have reached your damp folds. This time, it's you who moans into the kiss.

"So wet," he murmurs, his lips still close to yours, soft and warm, "This is like an invitation."

His fingertips find your clit and begin to caress it, applying gentle pressure and drawing small, ever tightening circles. The little bud pulsates and swells under his deft fingers. Your hands cling to his shoulders, searching for stability in feverish arousal.

His mouth moves to your neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses, he murmurs, "You like that Cyar'ika?"

"Yeah," you gasp a little breathlessly.

The pulsing and tingling in your pussy intensifies, clenching around nothing, longing for more.

"Fuck," you moan softly as one of his fingers finds your entrance and slides exploratively, gently inside you, while the heel of his hand stays on your clit. You want more, crave more. Of course, you realize you're both in big trouble if you're caught here, but your befuddled mind pushes the thought away.

"Tup… Tup… more, I want more"

He straightens up a little to look you in the face. Your gaze is veiled, just like his, you want each other.

"Are you sure?" he asks anyway, looking around. The gunship is closed and theoretically no one but you knows how to open it again, but in practice one of your colleagues might come along who also knows about it. But you don't care anymore.

"Absolutely sure," you say, pulling his hand out of your panties, opening your robe and taking off your pants and panties, dropping them at his feet.

He looks down, you can see he's swallowing. Of course, he's nervous, but also hungry for more. Tup looks down at the wet flower between your thighs, so beautiful, so velvety and inviting. As if of their own accord, his hands loosen the codpiece and pull the bottom of his blacks down a bit.

You see his hard length plopping out from behind it. Veiny, thick, gently curved.

"I want you inside me, Tup," you gush.

He swallows again, nods.

"Anything you want," he returns breathlessly.

His hands grip your thighs, opening them a little wider and pulling you forward a bit on the box. His tip bumps into your wet folds, parting them, finally dipping slowly inside you.

Impatiently, you wrap your lower legs around him again, pulling him closer to you, causing him to thrust deeper inside you.

A croaky moan comes from his throat, followed by a soft little curse.

"You're pretty impatient," he finally says with a small smirk.

He can't believe he's inside you, feeling your pussy, wet and warm, tightly enclosing his cock.

"Maker, that feels good," he growls, pulling his hips back a bit, only to thrust forward again right after.

The sensation is wonderful, filling you up, stretching your hungry little hole in glorious ways. You bite down on your bottom lip, trying to avoid making loud noises. He takes you in evenly gentle thrusts.

You reach into his collar, pulling his upper body towards you to kiss him fierily. You gently bite his lower lip before saying, "Fuck me, Tup, give me more".

His hands grab your hips hard and yet with a certain caution to push you towards him so that his ever faster thrusts with which he splits your pussy don't push you off the box.

Gasping, you cling to him with your arms and legs as he speeds up. You feel his whole body tense, just like yours. You are close to your climax.

You hear Tup stammer, "W-Where do you want me to-"

"Inside!"

There it is, that glorious buildup of intensity, the tingling in your pussy that builds until it's a shiver that shoots through your nerves and makes your walls twitch around his cock. You hear him growl, a deep rumble coming from his chest followed by a much higher pitched sigh as his thighs shake, and he cums inside you.

You both shiver a little as the tension slowly eases. Breathing heavily, you seek each other's gaze. He seems a little unsure at first, but then he smiles and you smile back.

"That was intense," he says with a soft, happy laugh.

He leaves your body, but not without kissing your forehead gently. He packs his softening cock back into the Blacks and hurriedly puts on the codpiece. Tup looks around and curses softly.

"We don't have anything you can clean yourself with," he says thoughtfully.

You curse as well, then laugh.

"Well, I should have thought of that before".

"Sorry," Tup says a little meekly, scratching the back of his neck.

"Don't be," you say gently.

Then he suddenly runs to a compartment on a side wall and comes back with a medpack. "As far as I know, there are sterile, antibacterial wet wipes and stuff in there," he says with a triumphant smile.

You bite your lower lip and say, "We can't use that. Unless we replace it right now. This gunship is flying out tonight and needs to be fully equipped."

You sigh through clenched teeth and put your panties and the rest of your clothes back on.

"I'll have to get through that now," you say with a shrug.

When there's a sudden knock on the outside wall, you both flinch in fright. You quickly tug your clothes into place and open the blast doors. A clone captain stands outside, one of Tup's platoon. Blond, serious look, clean-shaven, stiff posture.

"May I ask what you two are doing?"

"Rex!" exclaims Tup, nervously about to start stammering when you cut him off.

"I was showing this trooper the new blast doors. Tup was interested in the new features on the Gunships. I hope that's not a problem."

Rex looks from one to the other for a moment and finally says, "No, of course not, ma'm" Turning to Tup he says, "Come on, we have to go, briefing with the General"

Tup doesn't dare hesitate, he looks at you apologetically, says a polite goodbye and follows Rex. He glances over his shoulder once more, he hopes to see you again very soon. Somehow he feels ashamed and at the same time a certain pride at the thought of you standing there in the hangar, his cum dripping from your pussy into your panties.

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frostycatblr-fandom-files · 7 months

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Tup 💙

Tup deserved better. That is all.

If you wanna be added to a taglist for these helmet doodles to make sure you don't miss 'em, please just let me know (or tag a pal, that's cool too)!

Art taglist: @the-hexfiles

You can find more of my art listed here or in my masterlist (which is updated often)!

#frostsfanart #star wars #star wars the clone wars #sw tcw #the clone wars #tcw #tcw tup #clone trooper tup #ct 5385 #501st #traditional art #doodle #mixed media #watercolor #micron marker #aurebesh

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paulinagilart · 2 years

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no one's ever really gone

#i miss them your honor #star wars #the clone wars #clone wars #ct 5555 #ct 5385 #tup #fives #arc trooper #i drew them at the beginning of the pandemic but i'm still really proud of it #simple yet sad #pretty yet painful #glad they both got their lil cameos in s7 #paulina gil art

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l-lend · 1 year

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Congrats for the follower milestone! The more clone wars-era blogs I see getting love the more I wanna make my own

For the celebration: "You did WHAT??" with Tup and nonbinary reader?

Sidenote: I distinctly remember following you a while ago and now I had to do it again???? Is this becoming like a "youtube unsubscribes you" thing (because this happened to me with multiple blogs)

Haven thank you so much for the kind words and your patience while I was getting this one written. I hope you like it. Oh, and I'm sure tumblr does all sorts of screwy things. I think I've had to refollow a few blogs randomly.

Warning(s): shenanigans

@locitapurplepink, @writing-positivelyexisting, @burningfieldof-clover, @rain-on-kamino, @padawancat97

The days of the Clone Wars tended to drag on in between assignments. Thankfully, the Republic saw it fit to dispatch your research team with a clone legion escort to ensure the lush jungle planet would not eat you and your colleagues alive. It was in the sweltering heat of the afternoon that one of your study binges was interrupted. You shook your head knowing who dared tread into your tent.

“Tup,” You greeted, not looking up from your flora sample.

He chuckled taking a few steps towards your desk.

“You checking out another plant that could kill us?”

“This one won't kill you,” You replied, glancing up from your sample, “Although if you eat this, Kix is gonna have a time with you spewing out of both ends.”

The trooper huffed a laugh. Your gaze soon swept over his form. Your eyebrows raising.

“I'm not helping you sham out again. Jesse's sniffed out all my hiding places.”

“Um, actually, I need a different kind of help.”

He raised his right hand. Three of his digits bound rigid into a splint.. You clicked your tongue.

“Alright, I'll bite. What'd you do?”

The corner of his mouth upturned, “Lost a bet with Fives when it came to who could take a hit.”

Your features folded in, “You did what?”

“Hardcase and I took turns hitting each other in the plates to see who would go down first.”

He glanced to his injured hand, “Kix was able to set it, but I can't do much right now.”

You sighed, “and what help do you need from me?”

He held up a small elastic band pinched between the fingers of his uninjured hand.

“Please?” He sheepishly added.

You pursed your lips before gesturing at your vacant stool.

“Sit. I'll see what I can do with it.”

The trooper's eyes lit up and he soon took up his post. Once he was seated, you stripped off your gloves with whispered crinkles and abandoning them. Your fingers busy with the loose strands of hair. The trooper was quiet as you attempted to coax the wispy fly away hairs into place.

It was after a few minutes of you brushing back his hair to be kept out of his face that you glanced to him. He remained seat with his eyes closed. His breathing steady. It was moments like these where the stress of war did not touch him.

“Am I boring you?” You jested, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

“No,” He mumbled contentedly, “this is just...nice.”

You both basked in the comforting silence. No words needing to be said. Nothing to distract from the two people in the room.

Your nimble fingers gathered up the trooper's locks to begin forming his recognizable bun. The elastic soon being employed to keep the hair style in place.

“Alright,” You declared, doing a once over of his handiwork, “that should do it.”

His uninjured hand swept over the hair style.

“Remind me to come find you until my hand's good to go. Fives..isn't the best with it.”

You rolled your eyes half heartedly, “I can help when I'm not busy. I still have to work though.”

“Of course,” He replied, standing, “I'm heading to the mess tent. want anything?”

You shook your head leaving the trooper to see his way out.

“Tup?”

He paused, still holding the tend flap open.

“I should have some time tonight if you hit the fresher then. Probably could wash your hair by my tent, so you can keep your splint dry.”

Tup shot a thumbs up before leaving. The tent flap swallowing him up as he let it fall.

#tup #ct 5385 #reader insert

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suck-a-egg · 1 year

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Tup: I wonder what people did before the holonet

Kix: They made dolls out of corncobs and stared at fire

#the clone wars #star wars clone wars #incorrect star wars #incorrect tcw quotes #incorrect clone wars quotes #tcw tup #clone trooper tup #ct 5385 #clone wars kix #tcw kix #clone medic kix #clone trooper kix #ct 6116

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felinefamiliars · 11 months

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Fives: Nnnn….

Hardcase: You good there?

Fives: I need to bite something

Hardcase: Sounds like a you problem

Tup: *enters the room, happily minding his own business*

Fives: Target aquired

Fives: *Runs full force towards Tup and tackles him to the ground*

Tup: *yelps* F-Fives? Wha-

Fives: *bites down on neck*

Tup: *screeches* WHY

Hardcase: hehe, nice

#flu makes stupid posts #incorrect star wars quotes #incorrect clone wars quotes #clone trooper Tup #arc trooper fives #clone trooper Hardcase #ct 5555 #ct 5385 #idk what hard cases number is lol

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theartsalsa · 10 months

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Fives and Tup :)

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wolviecat · 2 months

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This was one of the great miseries of the GAR: how could someone as boring as Dogma end up with a tattoo over his whole face.

Febuwhump day 3, about Tup and Dogma

#febuwhump #fanfiction #star wars #clone wars #CT 6922 #CT 5385

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panther-os · 2 years

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I remember seeing someone comment on a post about Moana that it's a quintessential Pacific Islander skill to be able to put your hair in a bun with one hand, and I would just like to suggest that Tup can do that, thank you.

#/incoherent noises/#star wars the clone wars #clone trooper tup #tcw tup #star wars tup #ct 5385 #tcw #star wars #headcanon #star wars headcanon #tup headcanon #art prompt #ig?#writing prompt #too probably lmao

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airlockfailure · 2 years

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Chapters: 25/31 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Embree Spicer/CT-6401 | Dawn, Sector 5 Squad, ARC-4899/CT-4117 | Talon/Malice, CT-7567 | Rex & Ahsoka Tano, Toraya Nuchori/CT-6996 | Extra, Clone Commander Thorn/Kashtim, Dogma/Slick (Star Wars), Dogma/Barriss Offee, Slick (Star Wars)/Barriss Offee, CT-2587 | Citi/Lila Synsass, Hardcase/CT-5385 | Tup, Clone Commander Cue/Delphi Velkar, Grizzer & Hound (Star Wars), Slick (Star Wars) & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Knockout & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Slick (Star Wars) & Knockout, Riyo Chuchi/CC-1010 | Fox, Blunt/Wynut/Zipper, CT-5597 | Jesse/CT-6116 | Kix, Synth/Koda, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo/CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, CC-1023 | Holly & Alpha-17, CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), CT-7567 | Rex, Ahsoka Tano, Dogma (Star Wars), Slick (Star Wars), Barriss Offee, Clone Commander Thorn (Star Wars), Original Jedi Character(s), Original Characters, Hound (Star Wars), Grizzer (Star Wars), Obi-Wan Kenobi, CC-1010 | Fox, Riyo Chuchi, CT-5597 | Jesse, CT-6116 | Kix, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, CT-4040 | Cutup, CT-00-2010 | Droidbait, CT-782 | Hevy, Alpha-17 (Star Wars), CC-2224 | Cody Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, POV Original Character, Clone Sex, Clone Troopers Deserve Better (Star Wars), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Invictus AU, Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars), Pregnancy, Cognitive Dissonance, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Short One Shot, One Shot Collection, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Vaginal Sex, Anal Fingering, Unsafe Sex, Power Imbalance, Clone Trooper & Jedi Relationships (Star Wars), Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Mind Control Aftermath & Recovery, Self-Harm, Clone Trooper Culture (Star Wars), Clone Tubies, Kaminoans Being Assholes (Star Wars), Alcohol Series: Part 7 of Invictus AU Summary:

An anthology of mostly fluff one-shots within the Invictus AU. Some one-shots are heavier on the angst, some definitely have whump, and some are smut/spicy. Each snippet takes place post war, and are in chronological order in relation to each other.

(Originally for Yaypril, but I couldn't stay away from the angst or whump.)

@littlefeatherr

Tup, Tiplee, and Doom have a conversation.

#clone trooper tup #ct 5385 #commander doom #general tiplee #invictus au #order 66 didn't happen #tcw #swtcw #airlock writes #the clone wars #star wars the clone wars #this fic has #clone shipping

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trudemaethien · 2 years

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Tup for the character ask? <3

NOTP: Tup/Reader

BROTP: Rex

OTP: Hardcase

Second Choice: Fives

Fluffy Pairing: Wooley

Angsty Pairing: Dogma

Favourite Poly ship: Hardcase/Dogma/Tup/Echo/Fives

Weirdest Pairing: Suu/Cut Lawquane/Tup

#cloneshipping #star wars tcw #clone trooper tup #ct 5385

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frostycatblr-fandom-files · 7 months

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If you would like to be tagged upon completion for a specific one/both, or added to the art taglist, please don't hesitate to drop a comment, send a DM, or a mouse droid expressing your interest!

#star wars #polls #should call this one the make me cry round #tcw tup #clone trooper tup #ct 5385 #332nd company #ahsokas troopers

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incorrectstarwars · 1 year

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me, with a cold on the sofa: if this doesn't clear out my sinuses so well i can smell what cologne the pope was wearing inn2015 in his fruity little popemobile you have to give it back to Chi

tup:

um'kai:

tup: kai i think he's delirious

#shifting #star wars the clone wars #starwars #ct 5385 #clone trooper tup #tcw tup

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darthtaoshay · 2 years

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‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾outside the door

First Time & Being Loud | Virgin!Tup/Medic!F!Reader

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾Warning(s): NSFW(18+ ONLY), Unprotected Vaginal Sex, First Time, Vaginal Fingering, Handjob/Blowjob, Loud Sex, and Sloppy Kisses

Note: In my eyes... Tup is a sweet baby who wouldn't be able to stop himself for moaning loudly. Also, I have no idea how their underclothing works<3

WC:3340

Pre-mission physicals were always chaotic, especially when working with the Torrent Company. It’s not that the group is a bad group to work with… There are just many of them to get through. With only you and Kix there to get all 143 Clones, Kix not included, and two Jedi through their physicals, it can take a while but even longer when certain mischievous troopers come in for theirs.

Like now, you both have been trying to get Fives and Hardcase through their physicals but both troopers keep messing around. Both you and Kix are looking over their blood samples, making sure everything is good to go on that end.

“All looks goo-” A loud gagging noise makes you two to whip around quickly.

Hardcase is bent over coughing loudly as Fives is bent over laughing, in his hand is a popsicle stick. You already know what has happened and all you do is sigh while waiting for both of them to recover.

“You are such a dick,” Hardcase says hoarsely while glaring at a still laughing Fives.

“You wanted to do the same thing to me! You’re just mad that I did it first,” Fives argues.

Kix sighs while standing from the lab chair, “you two are done.” They both just stare at you two. “That means get out.”

They both give mock salutes with matching grins before rushing out of the room. You look at Kix and laugh before moving to clean up from their exam. Kix goes to look at the list to see who is left, only to grin when he sees the last person is Tup. Sneaking a look at you, he stands up and acts like he just got a message on his com.

“Hey. I just got a message that General Skywalker is wanting to start going over the exams. We only have one person left, think you can take care of it while I meet with him?”

“Yeah, of course! I’ll send over the last person’s exam once finished.”

“Perfect. Thank you and let me know if you need anything!”

As he is leaving, Kix runs into Tup, who is making his way to the medical room. Tup already has a nervous look on his face, but calms down when he sees his brother.

“Kix! I am so sorry for running a bit behind. I promise to make it quick for you.”

Kix smiles, “I am actually on my way to meet with the General.”

“But that would mean…” The color drains from Tup’s face slightly as he realizes that you will be doing his physical.

“Yep! You are in good hands, don’t worry about it.”

Kix pats him on the back before hedging down the hall, leaving Tup outside of the med-room. Tup takes a few seconds to give himself a pep talk and to get his nerves under control. Part of him feels ridiculous; you are one of his best friends! Why should he be nervous? There is no reason being alone in a room with you should be a nervous event.

Now the other part of him starts to list off all the reasons he should be nervous… Because he finds you to be the most beautiful and smart person he has ever met; because you are very sweet to him; because he has had feelings for you for a while now even though he shouldn’t. The feeling of embarrassment comes over him as he realizes that he has deep feelings for someone he works with.

Tup realizes that he has taken even longer now and shakes his head before opening the door to the med-room. He freezes as you turn to face him, his face growing warm as you smile softly. You motion towards the exam table as you move to put on new gloves.

“Go ahead and take a seat, Tup.”

He does what you say and moves to sit down on the table, gripping onto the sides as he tries to hide his nerves. As you start to give the speech on what the physical exam is going to include, the fact you will be touching almost every part of his body makes Tup’s eyes widen. You finish the speech and look him over, taking in his stiff posture and wide eyes. Most of the Troops, when getting their first exam with you tend to react the same, so you are not surprised to see Tup feeling the same way.

“Sound good? We can take it slow and if you at all feel uncomfortable, we can take a break and start again.”

Tup sighs softly, “sounds good.”

You give him another soft smile before moving closer to start doing the exam. While you don’t let it show, you are also feeling nervous about being so up close and personal with Tup. Sure, you have given hundreds, if not thousands, of clone troops physical exams, but this troop is special to you. It’s wrong to catch feelings for someone you work with, you know this, but you couldn’t help it.

Once you and Tup had gotten closer in terms of friendship, his shyness had died down when he was with you, for the most part. When you two are often together, neither of you can be quiet as you both want to share your constant thoughts with someone you trust. Which is why it is concerning that he is being so silent today.

You can understand the initial quietness due to him being nervous about this being his first exam with you but normally most troops warm up by time you get to the reflex test… Yet Tup is still silent besides telling you if he feels pressure or other things when you ask. As you take the vial of blood over to run it through tests, you decide now is a good time to ask.

“Is everything okay, Tup?”

Your question catches him off guard, “uh… Yeah! Everything is okay.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am. Why, uh, why do you ask?”

You look over your shoulder at him. “Well, you’ve just been very quiet today. Normally you’re a chatterbox and it just has me worried.”

“Oh… I just, uh, have a lot on my mind, I guess. But! I promise I am fine.”

“I am saying this not as your medic, but as your friend; you can talk to me about anything. Even if it’s just to rant, I am here for you.”

Tup gives you a small nervous smile, but the lab computer dings to let you know the results of his blood test are ready. As you turn around, he sighs softly and gives your back a longing look.

“Doubt you would feel that way if you only knew,” he whispers to himself.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

You huff and turn your chair around to look at him. “Alright, your blood test came back clear, but I won’t be letting you leave until you tell me what is wrong.”

Instead of saying anything else, Tup simply looks down at his lap as you stare at him with a raised eyebrow. The two of you sit in silence with Tup keeping his eyes down and you keeping your eyes on him. It doesn’t take long before you decide to speak again.

“Listen, if you don’t want to talk to me about it, that’s fine, but I do need you to talk to someone about what is going on. If not so you can feel better by getting it off your chest, then so you don’t get distracted while on the field. Because if you let this eat at you then you will end up not focusing on the gro-”

“I have feelings for you,” Tup interrupts you.

“I-” You blink at him, shocked at his abrupt confession. “You’re in a bad mood because you have feelings for me?”

“Yeah… I’ve been quiet because I get nervous around you when we are alone.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I mean, who in their right mind would be okay with their friend and someone they work with having feelings for them?”

“Oh Tup,” you give him a soft smile. “Clearly neither of us are in our right minds then.”

“Don’t joke about this,” he frowns up at you from his spot on the edge of the exam table.

“Right, I’m sorry. But Tup, I have feelings for you as well. That is what I meant by that.”

“You really mean that?”

You move closer to him and cup his face in your hands.“I really do mean it, Tup.”

Tup keeps his eyes on you, searching for any form of jokes or lies, but he doesn’t. His hands come up to wrap around your wrists as he nuzzles into your hands. Your thumb gently caressing his cheek makes him close his eyes for a moment before opening them.

“Can I… Can I kiss you?”

Smiling, you nod and move your head closer to his as he tilts his head up. Tup’s hands fall to your hips, gently holding you there as your lips press against each other. You assumed it would have been a soft kiss, nothing more. However, Tup uses his hold on your hips to pull you against him; and you are proven wrong. Your hands move from his face to grip his shoulders as the kiss grows deeper. His grip on your hips tightens as you slightly brush his lips with your tongue, hinting at your desire to deepen the kiss.

Tup knows what you are looking for; he isn’t a fool, but he worries that you will easily tell he doesn’t know what he is doing. Now he is faced with an internal battle; should he be telling you he is inexperienced or is it best to keep quiet? Wait… If he keeps it quiet and you end up having a bad time, you will think he is bad at sex and he doesn’t want that. Although, if he tells you then you might be put off and decide to not want him anymore. Completely lost in the debate in his head, Tup doesn’t realize he stopped kissing back.

Pulling away, you look at him panicked. “Was that too much?”

“No! Not at all but I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I’m a virgin,” he mumbles softly.

“Okay. What’s wrong with that?”

“Well, I just don’t know what I am doing.”

“That’s fine! We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” You softly smile while kneading his shoulders softly. “If you want to go slow, we can go slow or we don’t have to do anything at all.”

“I really want to but I wasn’t sure if you would be okay with the fact I am a virgin.”

“Tup, I don’t care about that.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” You whisper before pressing your lips back against his.

Tup is quick to meet your tongue with his own, making you give a groan. You can feel his already hard cock pressing into your thigh as he pulls you closer between his legs. He starts to grind his cock into your thigh, his hands dropping down to gently grab at your ass. As he moans into the kiss, you feel a bit of his saliva drip down your chin.

You pull away and lick your lips while pushing him to lie down on the table. Looking up at you with wide eyes, Tup moves further up the table as you crawl on the table with him. He gulps as your hands run up his thighs slowly, gently kneading the muscles through his blacks. Moving your hands higher, you bring one to caress his hip while the other ghosts over the tent in his blacks. Tup can’t help the whimper that leaves him when he feels you palming him through his clothing.

Your hand on his hip moves to grab the belt that secures his top under clothing to his bottom. Giving him a soft smile, you undo the belt and tease him by gently rubbing the skin right under the band of his bottoms. You give them a small tug as a hint, which he is quick to listen to. Tup lifts his hips off of the table to make it easier for you to pull off his bottoms. He fights the urge to cover the now more noticeable tent in his briefs, a wet spot already forming where his cock is drooling.

“Can I take these off of you as well?” He clears his throat before nodding. “I need words, Tup.”

“Please, please take them off.” He whines.

You pull his briefs off, slowly, biting your lip as you see his cock slip out to rest against his stomach. Once his briefs are off of his body, you wrap your hand around the base of his cock gently. The moment Tup feels your hand around his cock, his hips thrust up involuntarily. You bring your other hand up to rub a finger along the tip of his cock, gently, smearing his pre-cum around his tip before leaning down and rubbing your bottom lip against his wet tip.

“This okay?” You ask.

“Ye-yes…”

You press a kiss to the tip of his cock before wrapping your lips around him and softly sucking. Looking up at him through your lashes, you watch as he grips the sides of the table as the feeling of your warm mouth on his cock overwhelms him. Your hands come to rub his thighs as you start to bob your head up and down on his cock. Tup’s moans are quick to grow to a loud volume as you suck on his cock, his hips giving small thrusts now and then as he gets lost in the feeling. While the sound of his moans turns you on, you worry about the fact anyone could walk by and hear the noise.

Tup’s hips start to thrust up more frequently as you pull up on his cock, not wanting to be without the wet warmth. With how loud he is moaning and how he is chasing after your mouth, you can’t help but reach down and slip one of your hands down your uniform bottoms and underwear. Your fingers are quick to run through the wetness that is coating your slit before moving to rub your clit slowly. As you keep bobbing your head up and down on his cock, sucking a bit more firmly, you move your fingers from your clit and down to tease your begging cunt. You moan around Tup’s cock as you press two fingers into your cunt, making him cry out at the feeling.

Lifting his head, Tup notices that your arm is moving in an odd way. He tilts his head to the side and whines as he sees your hand in your bottoms. His head falls back again as his cock throbs in your mouth; the fact you are fingering yourself while sucking his cock becomes too much for him. You swallow greedily around his cock as he throbs and twitches inside of your mouth, your hand moving faster to fuck yourself on your fingers.

Tup starts to tap your shoulder as he pants, “wait wait.”

You are quick to pull away from his cock to look up at him with worried eyes. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I just,” he takes a deep breath to calm himself. “I just feel like I might cum soon and don’t want it to end yet.”

You smile while wrapping your hand around his cock once more, slowly stroking up and down at the pace you are fingering yourself at.

“Do you want to move onto something more or do you just want to finish in my mouth?”

“Can we do more?” Tup asks sheepishly.

“Of course.”

You lift up to sit straight on your knees to remove your top easier before climbing off the table to remove the bottom portion of your uniform. Tup watches you with wide eyes as you undress, his cock twitching at the sight of your bare skin. As you climb back on the table, he sits up to take off his upper blacks. He leans back with his hands on the table, keeping himself sitting up to see you straddle his lap. His hands grip your hips as you rest your weight down on him, your wet slit pressing against his cock. Your hands come to rub his chest as you grind down on him.

“Do you want me to ride you, Tup?” He whines as you press a kiss to his lips.

“Please.”

“‘Please’ what?”

“Please ride my cock.” He whispers.

You give him a quick kiss before reaching over to the medical tray beside the table, grabbing a bacta packet. Bringing the packet to your mouth, you use your teeth to rip it open before moving it down to pour the bacta onto his cock. Tup sighs as you use your hand to spread the bacta around his cock. Letting go of his cock, you move back to hover over him and tease both of you as you use your grip on his cock to rub your clit. His hands grip your hips tighter as he can feel the heat of your cunt, his eyes looking up at you beggingly.

“Don’t tease, please.” Tup’s voice cracks slightly as he begs you.

Smiling down at him, you start to slowly lower yourself onto his cock. Both of you moan at the feeling; you to the stretch of his cock and Tup to the feeling of your cunt squeezing him tightly. Once you are fully on his cock, you lean your head down to rest your forehead against his as both of you close your eyes. It doesn’t take long before his cock gives a twitch inside of your cunt. You sit up and lean back on your hands, letting Tup see your nude body nearly laid out for him.

“Ready?”

Tup nods up at you while sliding one of his hands up to cup under one of your breasts. You start to lift up off of his cock before lowering yourself back down, both of you moaning softly at the feeling. His hands start to explore your body as you bounce up and down on his cock. As you start to move faster, the moans coming from Tup grow to be loud once more. You go to speak but you are cut off with your own loud moan as Tup pinches one of your nipples gently.

“Tup,” you whine as he tugs on the nipple but his loud moan fills the room again as your cunt tightens around his cock. “We have to be quiet. Someone could be outside the door.”

“I can’t help it,” he whines back.

You lean forward and press your lips against his, trying to muffle both of your moans as you bounce on his cock harder. Tup wraps his arms around you wanting you as close as possible, as he gives tiny thrusts up into you, trying to go as deep as he can. The room is full of loud moans, wet slaps, and the sloppy sound of your kiss. The thought of anyone outside of the door leaving you completely as you focus on the feeling of his cock rubbing your walls.

Bonus:

“I wouldn’t go in there.”

Rex turns to see Kix leaning against the wall, scrolling through a data pad.

“Why?”

Before Kix could answer him, a loud moan of your name leaves the med-room, making Rex whip around to stare at the door in horror.

“That’s why.”

“Is that T-” A loud cry of Tup’s name leaves the room as well.

“Yep.”

Rex covers his face as it grows warm before turning around and leaving. Kix watches him before laughing and putting the plugs back in his ears to wait for the next poor soul who tries to go inside.

#Tup x Reader #CT-5385 Tup x Reader #Tup smut #Star Wars smut #Clone Wars smut

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