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arcsimper5 · 6 months

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Hehe, the first kiss prompts are irresistible! 😂💙 I’ve got a request, if you find it inspiring, and if not, feel free to ignore!

How about hands on the cheeks… with whomever you are most feelin? 🥹 Just that deliciously satisfying yearning finally coming to fruition? 🙈

Fun to read if you choose to write it! 💙

AHHHH I'm so sorry it took me so long to answer this, I've been so caught up in work and writing other stuff but AHHH I FINALLY DID IT!

I went with Hunter, because it just seemed right to me, I hope you like it!

Word count: 2626 Pairing: Hunter x Reader (no name) Rating: M (blood, minor injury, peril, darkness, lots of angst, pining, premature mourning) Please let me know if I missed anything! And thank you so much for the prompt!

“Look out!”

Hunter’s warning came too late for you to respond, the ground beneath you trembling with the force of the cave-in rapidly gaining on your position.

Damn Cid, you thought to yourself, panting for breath as you sprinted forward, Omega by your side, damn her and her stupid missions. The cache she’d bought the location for had been empty, and you’d already known this mission was going to be a disaster when the rain started pouring the moment you touched down.

Now, the rocks that made up the old cave system had finally buckled with the movement of the ground thanks to the water above, beginning with small creaks and groans, quickly turning into certain death, the rocks crashing behind you creating splintering crevasses in the ground.

You first felt your foot slip as the ground opened up beneath you, Omega’s shrill shriek ringing in your ears as the sensation of falling overtook you.

It wasn’t even a conscious thought as you reached for Omega, using all of your strength to grab ahold of her jacket and throw her away from the rapidly growing hole in the ground, her eyes wide as Wrecker caught her midair and turned to run, your footing failing you.

As Omega screamed your name helplessly, Hunter turned, watching in horror as your eyes met seconds before you slipped out of view, consumed by complete and utter darkness.

Rocks and dirt crashed around you, one last deep breath taken as you landed with a sickening crunch onto hard ground, eyes closing as you waited for the end.

The groaning of rock on rock above you made you flinch, like nails on chalkboard, screaming in your ears while tiny streams of dirt and pebbles pelted your face.

Raising your hand in defense, an utterly useless motion against tonnes of rock, you chastised yourself internally, you waited. And waited.

The noise of the collapse faded, the steady flow of dirt and rocks dying out as the world around you settled, no longer tickling your face.

Daring to open your eyes, you found the exercise useless; pure, pitch black surrounded you, blinding you to your surroundings.

Swallowing hard, you dared to move a little, breath hitching as a few rocks fell from the gaps in your armour onto the floor below.

Feeling around, your hands came to rest on a large slab of rock above you, tracing the jagged edges to the sides of the crevasse; it had been caught mere feet above you by sheer luck, your lungs burning as you inhaled a shuddering breath, barely holding back manic laughter.

You’d survived the fall, and narrowly avoided being crushed by the falling rocks, but now you were faced with another problem; escaping your new prison.

Slowing your breathing, your thoughts drifted to Hunter, Omega and the others, tears burning in your eyes.

They were safe. They’d made it out. But Hunter’s scream of your name when he’d seen you fall, the expression in his eyes as he’d watched helplessly… it only added to the regret building inside you.

You should have told him. You should have been honest. You should have admitted you loved him months ago, when you figured it out yourself, a night you’d spent watching stars with him on top of the Marauder, your head laid on his chest as meteors scorched through the inky blackness overhead.

His warmth had radiated through every inch of your body, sending pleasant shivers through you as his hands ran up and down your arms, trying to warm you even more.

You’d come so close to kissing him then, your eyes locked with each others, flickering down to his lips and his to yours, a question in his gaze you wanted so badly to answer.

But as you were about to meet, eyes fluttering closed, preparing to brush your lips together, you jolted apart at Wrecker’s shout as he came out to relieve Hunter of watch, clambering up onto the roof with you and joining in your star watching.

And now… Now you might never get the chance.

The thought awoke something in you, some deep determination you didn’t even realise you possessed.

You were not going to die like this. You were going to find a way out, back to your friends, you family. And you were going to tell Hunter how you felt.

As you nodded to yourself, a soft sound floated through the darkness, the loss of your vision enhancing your other senses to an almost painful degree. Holding your breath, you tilted your head slightly, hope flaring in your heart; it was water… Running water!

If you could find your way to it, there may be an exit to the outside.

With one last firm nod, you steeled yourself, drawing a deep, shuddering breath as you scrambled to your feet and began feeling your way along the walls of the cave, following the sound.

*-*-*

“You must calm down, Hunter,” Tech ordered sternly as he watched Wrecker lift their brother away from the bloodied rocks that blocked what was once the entrance to the cave they had just escaped from, the sergeant’s limbs flailing wildly as he fought against the grip holding him, tears streaming down his face.

“No, no! I need… we need to get her, to get her out!”

Wrecker’s expression was one of pure anguish as he sat Hunter down on a rock next to Omega the young girl’s legs pulled up to her chest, her body rocking as she cried silent tears of her own.

“Your current emotional state is of no use to anyone,” Tech informed him flatly, bending down as Wrecker stepped away, his hands held out as if trying to placate Hunter, like he might bolt back to the rocks at any moment, “we need to think about this clearly and rationally.”

Hunter shook his head, hands trembling as Tech tutted, grabbing his medkit from one of the pouches on his belt and examining his brother’s tattered fingers, the nails broken and ragged from clawing desperately at the rocks, small red rivulets dropping onto the floor below.

“I should, should have been there,” Hunter gasped, wincing as Tech sprayed his wounds with disinfectant, quickly adding bacta and beginning to wrap his fingers one by one, “I should… should have stayed close. She… she’s…”

Wrecker’s breath hitched as he collapsed on the rock Omega was sat on, shaking his head.

“Don’t say it, Hunter,” he pleaded, opening his arm to his sister as she let out a sob, crawling into his lap seeking comfort, “please… don’t…”

“It’s my fault,” Omega sniffed wetly from his arms, every breath hitching as she cried into his chest, “if I hadn’t fallen, if she hadn’t come back for me…”

Behind them, Echo crested the small hill, coming back into view from his trip to the Marauder, a seismic scanner hung around his neck by a frayed canvas strap. He paused as he heard Omega’s sobbing, taking in the sight of his brothers, his jaw clenching.

“Hey, what’s with the tears?” he called sternly, moving to stand in front of them as Tech finished with Hunter’s bandages, the sergeant staring at the ground in despair. “I thought we were getting ready for a rescue?”

“She’s gone,” Hunter croaked, his tone utterly broken, “I… I can’t hear her. Can’t… can’t feel her heartbeat…”

He’d been straining himself since the moment he’d lost sight of her, the fear in her eyes scorched forever into his memory. The settling earth murmured beneath them, the clouds above swelled and flowed across the sky, the sound of a small river a few kilometres away drifted through the air, but that was it.

Every one of the Batch’s heartbeats rang in his ears, but not hers.

Echo frowned at him, waving the seismic scanner in annoyance.

“Why do you think I’ve got this?” he questioned, frustrated as he moved towards Omega, crouching down in front of her. “The rock is too thick for Hunter to hear through. She might have fallen in deep, but she’s tough, like us. We’ll find her using this, and we’ll get her out, yeah?”

Tech frowned, rolling his eyes at his brother.

“The likelihood of her having survived a fall and the subsequent rockslide, along with the risks presented by exposure and dehydration make her chances of survival…”

“Enough,” Echo snapped back at the engineer, snarling as tears conftinued to drip onto the dusty ground at Hunter’s feet, the cyborg letting out a sigh. “We’ve survived worse odds than this. We’ve been through the ringer, and we’re all still here. We’re not giving up, you hear? We’ll get her back.”

Omega nodded, sniffing away her tears and wiping furiously at her face, steeling her expression as met Echo’s gaze, nodding to the seismic scanner.

“I want to help,” she croaked, “tell me how.”

Echo smiled weakly at her, his own emotions welling in his chest. He knew the chances were slim, but so were his chances of survival the Citadel. And yet here he was.

“Atta girl,” he smiled, jerking his head back as he looked at Wrecker. “Tech will come with me. Wreck, stay with Hunter. Make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.”

“Gotcha,” Wrecker managed, forcing a smile as he let Omega down from his lap, clapping a large hand on her shoulder in comfort. “Echo’s right, kid. We’ll find her, ‘kay?”

“‘Kay,” Omega replied with a weak smile, fighting back more tears as she latched herself to Echo’s side, the cyborg ignoring the pointed look from Tech as they moved towards the cave entrance, firing up the scanner.

Hunter remained silent as Wrecker came to sat next to him, unsure of what to do. He’d never seen Hunter in a state like this, almost catatonic.

“Ya… ya doin’ okay, Hunter?” he prompted carefully, frowning when his brother huffed in annoyance. “Look, I know it looks bad, but Echo’s right! We’ve been through a lot. She’s tough. If anyone could survive…”

“I should have told her,” Hunter interrupted him, Wrecker drawing back a little to look over Hunter, confused by the statement.

“Uh… Told her what?”

“How I felt,” Hunter breathed, closing his eyes tightly, more fat tears falling into the dirt, staining the earth with his grief. “I… I had so many chances… and I… I couldn’t. She deserves better than a clone. Better than me. I let her down. I’ve done it again, let her fall…”

When he finally looked up, meeting Wrecker’s gaze, there was an utterly broken look in his eyes, one that caused Wrecker’s throat to tighten uncomfortably.

“I love her, Wreck… I love her, and I… I didn’t… I’ll never get to tell her. I… I’m so stupid…”

Falling back into silence, Hunter looked up to the sky, drawing in deep shuddering breaths.

“Ya can’t blame yourself, Hunter,” Wrecker tried desperate, laying a hand on his brother’s shoulder, “she knew what she was doing. She saved ‘Mega.”

“And I should have been there,” Hunter hissed through gritted teeth, anger growing from his sadness, “I should have…”

A sudden splashing sound caught his attention, distant, but clear.

Wrecker began to speak again, but quickly fell silent as Hunter shushed him, standing up and closing his eyes, listening intently.

Tech, Echo and Omega were still at the cave entrance, conversing lowly, the soft hum of the seismic sensor fading into the background as he focused on the faint sound in the distance, the sound echoing over the sand covered hills.

The splashing sounded again, this time accompanied by a gasp and a cough, spluttering and more deep breaths, a faint heartbeat vibrating through the air.

Hunter didn’t even speak, he simply opened his eyes and ran, ignoring Wrecker’s shout after him. He heard Echo, Tech and Omega call as well, their footsteps quickly joining to pursue him, but it didn’t matter.

Not when he could feel that familiar thumping, not when he could hear the clacking of plastoid.

He didn’t know how far he ran, nor did he care about the way his lungs burned with the effort, his legs trembling by the time he crested the hill just above where the sound was coming from, soft words beginning to float through the air, unmistakable.

“Havoc 1, come in? Havoc 2? Echo? Anyone?”

With one last push, he made it to the ridge, his knees giving out as he caught sight of her, the familiar outline, scent and voice overwhelming him.

*-*-*

A gasp of your name behind you made you jump as you pocketed your drenched comm, tutting in annoyance as water ran out of it, the electronics completely fried.

Wondering if you’d imagined it, you turned quickly, you breath hitching in your throat as you saw Hunter kneeled in the sand, his eyes wide, tears rolling down his cheeks as he panted for breath. He had obviously been sprinting, beads of sweat trailing down his forehead, his hair mussed, bandana askew.

“Hunter,” you breathed, the relief in your voice palpable. Scrambling towards him through the ankle deep water, you ignored the sting of the cuts and bruises that littered your body.

The escape from the cave system had been terrifying, being swept down an unground rapid system after wading through the river for some time, clutching at the walls in total darkness. And yet, you’d made it out, battered and beaten, but alive.

As Hunter called your name again, his voice broken with emotion, you scrambled up the bank, tears beginning to spill down your own cheeks as you got closer, his hands reaching out to you, as if he wasn’t sure if what he was seeing was real.

Within moments, you were out of the water, your clothes and hair still sopping wet, body trembling with adrenaline and cold, mere steps from him when he grabbed out for you, pulling you to your knees in front of him. A sob left his chest as he pressed his forehead to yours, uncaring of the water that still dripped from every inch of you, his hands coming up to cup your face, thumbs resting on your cheekbones.

“C-Cyare,” he choked, closing his eyes, breathing you in, “I’m so, I’m so kriffing sorry. I should have been there, I should have been with you…”

“Hunter, don’t,” you pleaded thickly, leaning into his embrace, pure relief rushing through every fibre of your being. “I did what I had to, I needed to get Omega out, I…”

Your words were cut off as he tilted his head back, his lips finding yours, crashing your mouths together with a passion that caught you off guard. You whimpered into his mouth as he clutched at you, fingertips digging into your jaw, holding you so tightly it might bruise, like if he let go you might float away.

Moaning as he slid his tongue over your bottom lip, he took full advantage, tilting his head to the side to deepen the kiss, your own hands moving to cord through his hair, remaining tangled in the thick, sweat soaked curls even as you parted, both panting for breath.

“Should have done that months ago,” he whispered, his lips brushing yours with every word, his eyes focusing on yours, warm swirling pools of molten chocolate causing a swirling deep in your gut, “I should never have waited. I… I love you, cyare… Forgive me?”

As the roar of the Marauder’s engines drifted through the air, the ship growing closer with every passing moment, you simply sighed as you pecked his lips again, tears of joy painting your cheeks.

“There’s nothing to forgive, Hunter,” you reassured him, pressing your foreheads together once more, a shiver running through you both. “And I love you too.”

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littlemissmanga · 6 months

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Good Morning! I’m making some rounds asking for some of this beautiful fluff with a touch of giggle in this prompt list.

So if you would give this prompt a go- "well i guess that answers my question." With Rex saying it?

Have a wonderful day!

Hello dearie!! Oh, I will always put forth an effort for our dear captain! I am making my way slowly through these but thrilled to say I have finally finished this one.

I hope you enjoy!

A Little Something Sweet for Breakfast

Pairing: Rex x short!Reader

Warnings: None, pure fluff

W/C: 1,218

Dividers by @saradika

It was quiet in the mess hall and Rex considered that nothing short of a miracle. The 501st was on shore leave and it seemed the boys had their fill of fun the night before considering it was already 0700 and not one of them so much as stirred from the barracks.

Rex strode across the room, datapad in hand and ready to use this rare peace to finally have a quiet, relaxing meal. But as he made his way to grab a ration pack, a shuffle in the next room caught his attention.

The boys rarely went into the kitchens on base. There was never a need. So, as the shuffle grew into a clattering, Rex prepared himself for the inevitable chaos and made his way over. Opening the door, he took in a breath, ready to use his “Captain” voice to startle whichever shiny was making the ruckus … only to choke on his tongue.

“Oh, Captain! I’m sorry, I didn’t realize anyone else was awake.”

You were … well, he honestly wasn’t sure what you were trying to accomplish with one knee on the counter, pulling your body higher so your other leg dangled beneath you, arms out to hold onto the sides of the cabinet. Metal cutlery and plates littered the counter and floor around you.

“I .. you …” It was far too early for these shenanigans, and Rex was thoroughly at a loss to find you at the center of it this time. As a civilian non-combat operative, you weren’t as disciplined as his boys on the field, but you were generally respectful and kept yourself out of trouble … despite the efforts of some of his vode to corral you into their latest shenanigans.

Certainly a respectable feat, at least in Rex’s book. And that’s all he would attribute the swoop in his stomach to anytime he’d see you. Respect.

If that swoop were accompanied by a heat in his cheeks at the sight of your smile — particularly if directed at him — or the racing of his heart at the sound of your laughter — even faster if he caused it — Rex never let himself do more than acknowledge it.

He was your superior officer, after all. Anything else would be unbecoming of his station.

“What are you doing?” he tried again, trying not to sound as confused as he was.

“Making breakfast.” You turned, bringing up your other leg so your entire body was balanced on the narrow ledge as you dug further.

“Huh.” Stepping closer, Rex slid his datapad onto the counter next to your leg and stood just behind you. Unsure arms kept rising to shadow your back before returning to his side as he grew ever more uneasy by the precarious balance you’d achieved. “Didn’t realize cooking required gymnastics.”

Impressively, much of your torso disappeared into the void of the cabinet when you replied, your voice echoing slightly in the confined space. “It does when everything on this ship is built for giants. Here-”

Rex’s reflexes kicked in, catching the item before he could even register that what you had tossed over your shoulder was a half-finished bread roll. But before he could form his next question — and honestly, he had so many he really didn’t even know where to start — you slipped smoothly down from your perch. Unfortunately, for him, Rex misjudged his own spacing, standing too close to give you enough room. As you moved to the floor, the curve of your rear brushed tantalizingly lightly against his stomach before finally gaining a more respectable distance.

The rush of blood pounding in his ears blocked out most of your own next question. Actually, he couldn’t hear you at all. The movement of your lips as you turned to face him was the only clue he could decipher indicating you’d said anything at all.

“Huh?”

Your lips curled. Maker, he really did like it when you smiled. It wasn’t just with your lips, though their plush, gentle curve was sweet. No, your smile radiated from your eyes, and he knew if he looked too long, he’d be lost.

“I asked if you wanted some, too. I don’t mind making a second helping for you.”

Rex wasn’t a stupid man. He could hear the tease of your tone. The light-hearted nature of your banter along with the sweet offer was a flirtation even he could pick up on. He would never abuse his station and hit on a subordinate. And like a divine solution, here you were, offering him a way forward.

But in that moment, he couldn’t for the life of him figure out how to get himself to reply with even an ounce of charm he regularly sees his brothers wield.

Never one without a plan of action, Rex was stuck in limbo, struggling to respond with an ounce of the charm he routinely saw his brothers deploy … when he felt his stomach gurgle, the sound radiating out from him to fill the room.

Heat immediately flooded his face, but before he could apologize, your choked laughter rang out.

“I guess that answers my question.”

Stepping into his space again, you took the bread roll from him. But instead of stepping past him, you stayed.

You’d never been that close to him before. So close he could count the lines and imperfections on your face. And he did. He wanted to memorize everything about you.

He was so focused on those details, he missed entirely that you had been closing the distance, standing on your toes to press closer, until your lips pressed lightly against his cheek.

They were cold and chapped and so karking perfect on him. Your warm breath against his skin flooded any remaining rational thought away.

When you pulled back, your eyes didn’t meet his despite Rex being sure you could feel the intensity of his stare. Instead, you looked past him as you fell back onto your heels, a hand coming to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear as you repositioned to move away.

“Right, well, breakfast will be ready in just a —”

He didn’t let you finish. Before you could step away, Rex’s hand slid to gently hold the curve of your jaw, keeping you in place as he tilted your face up to his. You blinked owlishly up at him.

“You missed,” he said, finally getting his brain back online. “I think you should try that again.”

To Rex’ delight, your smile returned as you leaned back in. Only this time, he met you halfway, biting back a satisfied moan at the press of your lips against his. Taking a half step forward, he invaded your space as you had his, encircling you in his arms as he lost himself in the moment.

After what was probably too long, Rex finally let you go. Your eyes stayed closed for a heartbeat more, even as you moved back, shifting your weight to rest more against his hold on you, and Rex greedily took the chance to appreciate everything about your contented expression in the moment, satisfaction coiling inside him knowing he put that look on your face.

When you did open your eyes, there was a twinkle of mischief in them you usually kept well hidden. “Better?” you asked.

He pressed his forehead to yours. “Much.”

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uhmmmsweetie · 4 months

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trying to find the right timing to go for a kiss and chickening out every time

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sunshinesdaydream · 6 months

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Hey there friend! Wanted to send in a little first kiss prompt request: "are you sure about this?" with hands on the waist with Cody?

🙏🏻 🤗

Thanks for the ask!!! I don't know that I've written Cody outside of "Rex's big brother" setting so, I hope this is somewhat in character!

Prompt: Will be in yellow "are you sure about this?" with hands on the waist with Cody Pairing: Cody x Female Reader Word Count: 764

You don’t know what about him that captivated you. There were thousands that looked like him around you daily. You didn’t really speak to him. There wasn’t much reason for a Marshal Commander to speak to one of the civilian mechanics on their star Cruiser.

You had bumped into him by accident an embarrassing amount of times. Or suspicious, depending on which trooper you listened to. After the first time he nearly always had his helmet off. Each time he apologized, his tones were soft and sweet. Definitely sweeter than you heard him speak to anyone else. But, to be fair they were his men.

After that first time you noticed more inspections of the ships, the pilots, the bay crews. The men talked after each one. A tally had been started of how many times he had looked towards whichever ship you were working on. Then the bets started.

“She won’t hit on him,” Ace said, “Five credits says he makes the first move,”

“Bold of you to assume that I’m interested,” you say.

“You say that but you’re blushing now and blush everytime he looks at you,” Loop said.

“I don’t even know him,” you answer.

“Part of the fun, isn’t it? Getting to know someone?” Ace said.

“If he was going to, he would have. Instead of harassing us with extra inspections and orchestrating ways to physically run into her in the corridors,” Loops went on with the conversation.

Truthfully the mystery of Cody had been preying on your mind, distracting you, and disrupting your sleep. One such sleep cycle, frustrated that you aren’t able to sleep, you decide to get a head start on work. With the hope of a long hard workday might silence your mind enough for you to sleep.

You don’t want to power the whole place on, so using the light on your data pad you head to the bay you usually work in.

But your heart leapt into your throat when you were halfway there you heard a voice call from the direction of your bay, “I don’t want to scare you,”

“Too late for that, who are you?” You ask the dark cavernous space.

“I’m sorry, mesh’la” comes the response, “I, um, it’s Cody,” then the power to your bay hummed to life and the lights came on. He had turned the power on.

“Sir, sorry to disturb you. Did you need something?” You ask automatically.

“Please don’t,” he answers, approaching you. “I’m not your superior, thank the force,”

“Did you need something then?” You ask again.

“No, I was just thinking,” he says, stopping in front of you. The light from your bay flowed from behind him like a halo. He wasn’t in his armor, but training gear.

“Here?”

Cody takes a deep breath,”I was thinking about you,”

“Me? Why me?” You say.

His cheeks darken with a flush,”I have made a big enough fool of myself by now. The men are talking. I was trying to figure out what to say to you. I thought if I came here… well I haven’t done a good job of it”

Looking up at him, wide eyed you say, “no. I mean, why me? I’m just a mechanic,”

Cody smilescrookedly, stepping closer, and reaching to run a finger along your cheekbone, “you are beautiful,” he tells you, but shakes his head slightly as he cradles your face in his hand. “But you are smart enough to know that’s not enough.” He takes one of your hands gently in his other, raising it to his lips and leaving a gentle kiss to the tips of your fingers. “You’re talented, I’ve seen you work near miracles. You know your abilities and aren’t afraid to stand up to those who doubt you,” he keeps holding your hand, giving it a light squeeze. “You care about those around you, the men speak highly of you, I could go on. But I could ask you the same. I’m just a clone after all,”

Your forehead crinkles and you frown. Before you can speak, he smiles and with a little laugh,”The stormy look you get when someone speaks badly about themselves, I nearly forgot,”

He slips his hands around your waist and pulls you closer. As you reach up to hold onto his shoulders, his training shirt soft and warm under your hands you ask, “are you sure about this?"

Cody leans down and gives you a chaste, but lingering kiss. “More sure than anything” he answered before pulling you impossibly closer and into a more passionate kiss.

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523rdrebel · 6 months

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Good afternoon! I’m making rounds begging for fluff and kind of cherry picking the prompts with a bit of a giggle.

So if you would try this prompt - "sorry, that was my first kiss." "i could tell." "...." "i'm kidding!"

First I wanted to ask for someone like Tup or Echo. But I think I really kind of need Kix. Yup this prompt with it being Kix’s first.

Have a beautiful afternoon!

Thank you so much for the ask @sunshinesdaydream! I've never written for Kix before, so hopefully this is good.

Kix x Jedi Reader - First Kiss Prompt

SFW, I don't think there are any warnings needed

This drabble starts with Fives being a meddling sibling, there's some hurt/comfort involved, and lots of playful sarcasm and sass.

“You know, Fives, for an ARC Trooper, you’re getting pretty clumsy.” You regard him with a smirk.

Fives rushes towards you, racing down the station corridor at breakneck speed. You narrowly avoid a collision by directing a gentle force push to redirect his trajectory just to the left. He still stumbles a moment before recovering and skipping up to catch up to you.

He mimes offense, placing one hand dramatically over his chest, “Don’t be like that vod’ika! You know I can’t see straight when surrounded by so many pretty people.”

You respond with a flat tone, “You should get that checked out…”

To your surprise, his face lights up at the suggestion, and you feel his hands on your shoulders, attempting to turn you towards the Medbay, “You’re right! I think I need to see Kix!” his eyes focus intently on your face for a moment before his smile widens even more, victory-“You blushed!”

You halt abruptly, hands flying to your cheeks, “--I didn’t!”

“You did! Tup owes me 15 credits!” He laughs victorious and pumps a hand in the air.

You take a half-hearted swing at the back of his head, but Fives swiftly ducks, dodging your hand effortlessly. He laughs, nudging you with his elbow, "Don't be sore, I'm just trying to help out my vode."

"Trying to meddle is more like it…" you raise a suspicious eyebrow at him.

He shrugs, another shit-eating grin plastered on his face, "You say meiloorun, I say meilOHrun–"

You roll your eyes, "Literally nobody says that."

He ignores your sardonic reply, once again placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you slightly towards the Medbay. "Look, will you just go check on him? Kix has been on a rampage today and he's always softer with you."

You find Kix in his small office just off the station Medbay. The lights were low, just the dull navigation lights around the base of the room still illuminated softly. Kix's shadowy form was hunched at his desk, head held in his hands, and he didn’t react to your entrance.

His pleading eyes were so pathetic your resolve was gone in an instant. You sigh, mostly to hold up the facade that you weren't excited and enticed by the idea, "Fine. I'll check on him."

"Kix?" You called softly, careful to keep your steps light as you approached.

He groaned, "I'll be there in a few minutes." His voice sounded pained and tired.

"No you won't. You're taking the night off."

He finally looks up, taking a concerning amount of time to formulate a response. "I'm fine. It's just a headache. I'll live."

"Kix, headache or no, they can go one evening without you. You need to rest."

"You have too much faith in them-Ah!" He nearly doubles over, hands flying to press just above his temples.

"Thank you for proving my point-" You take that as permission and swiftly approach to stand just before where he sat at the desk. "Here, let me help." You reach forward, placing both hands on either side of his head. You begin massaging in soothing circular motions with your fingers, reaching out with the force to concentrate a cooling sensation at your fingertips.

Kix releases a contented sigh and you feel his hands reach up and pull you closer between his legs, gripping the back of your top in tight fists. His forehead rests on your chest and you hear a mumbled, "...meshla."

Your face and body is flushed and hot, but you keep massaging until you feel his body fully relax and his hands release their fists to hold you softly. Maybe it's the darkened privacy of the room, or the physical closeness, or the way Kix seemed to soften and melt in your arms but you were emboldened.

You pulled back, putting a breath of space between you, and Kix angled his face to regard yours. You leaned forward, your lips crashing into his and capturing his pleasant gasp with your tongue. It's a little awkward, and you try to adjust your angle to avoid crushing your nose against his. You feel a chuckle rumble in his chest, and his hands press into your back. He pulls you more fully against him, adjusting his angle to kiss you back more insistently, hungrily.

You break away, your cheeks flushed, and clear your throat, "Sorry, that was my first kiss."

"I could tell." Kix deadpans.

Your eyes widen and the sour feeling of embarrassment pooling in your belly.

He holds your gaze for a beat before laughing, "I'm kidding!" Then captures your lips once more in a deep, knee weakening kiss.

"You know… Maybe I could use some more practice." You whisper. Kix doesn't need a second invitation, and Fives’s collection of credit chits mysteriously increases.

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meralasan · 8 months

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GhostGaz Week Day 2

The prompt was "first kiss"! This wonderful event is being organized by @heyitschzva on Twitter. If you want to browse through the submitted art and fanfics the tags are #GhostGazWeek2023 #GhostGazWeek ;)

Also a little personal note - finally landed on a more simplified style that I really like so you'll be seeing this more stylized version of them more often in the future, I hope 😌 Let me know if you like it!

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dickarchivist · 6 months

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BESTIEEEE could i trouble you for a kiss prompt of….

a hand (or both) placed gently on their cheeks!!!

With Banshee pleaseeee? 👉🏻👈🏻🥹

Banshee Babes I have a snack for you pspspspsps

Feels Like Home

Clone OC Banshee (pov) X gn!Reader

Word Count: 1324

Prompt: First Kiss prompt list: a hand (or both) placed gently on their cheeks

Rating: G, but minors DNI still 🔞

Contents and Warnings: none, it's really cute fluff ♡ there is a bloody nose from a punch at one point, but that's really the only thing.

Summary: Banshee loves you (that's it, that's the fic)

Author's Notes: Thank you @anxiouspineapple99 for asking for this fic!! Immediately when I read it I heard Banshee in my head go "Can I tell this one?" so it's written from Banshee's POV!! Kinda reads like a one-sided conversation in Ban's head, like he's thinking directly to you.

As always, Banshee mostly signs. All Sign will be in italics without quotation marks to show the difference between spoken word.

I miss you.

It's been... kriff I don't even know how long. I think last time I saw you, it was sunny... yeah, it was, I remember thinking how pretty you looked with light dancing in your eyes. I wish I'd kissed you then. Before that too, when we were at 79's and I heard you laugh at one of Phantom's shitty jokes.

You talk to him a lot. Makes sense, he's got a lot to say... I wish I could speak more to you. I just-- can't. I don't know why. My voice is fine, I remember you saying it was pretty once, when you heard me laugh. Made me blush. Kriff, Specs wouldn't let me live that down for weeks. "Sing us a song with your pretty voice, Banshee~"

He was just poking fun, I smiled at it, rolled my eyes, but I hated it. I hated that I couldn't sing like a bird right then and there. I flipped him one instead, we rough housed, and then before we knew it, we were on another battlefield.

I want to tell you everything. I hope it's enough just to want to. That when I put my arm around you, you know I'd do anything for you. That when I look in your eyes all I can think is how lucky I am to have been made, because I get to look at you even for a second. I get to hear your laugh, even if it's muffled it's still the prettiest laugh I know. Or your voice, ah kriff, I could listen to you talk all damn day.

I do, sometimes.

That message you left on my commlink, I saved it. Play it when I'm in the field so if I go, you're the last thing I hear.

"What'cha thinkin' about Ban? You've been staring off into space for like... twenty minutes. You okay?" Athena. She's small, I could throw her pretty far if we combined my strength and her force jump. I think General Valka would kill me if I launched her though.

Nothing, but that's a lie, I'm thinking about you.

"Somebody's lying~" I could punch Phantom right now, that sing-song jeering makes me so- ugh, "You're thinkin' about that babe, aren't you? Vod when ya gonna ask 'em out! Better do it before I do, I make em laugh you know, bet I could get em to make other noi-"

I punch Phantom. I don't even realize I did until Athena gasps at the blood running down Tommy's face. "Kriff I was joking Ban! Ah! What the hell!?"

I'm sorry, Tom, I didn't- he swats my hands, effectively shutting me up.

Ghost comes in later, he looks disappointed. I wish he'd look angry. "Anything to say for yourself?"

No. It was out of line.

"It was. So, why'd you do it? It's not like you to take a crack at Tom in earnest, lucky his nose didn't break." He chuckles, and I'm relieved at that. Didn't hurt him too badly after all.

But I can't answer Ghost... I don't want him to think less of me. Punching my brother just because I got jealous of even the thought of him taking you from me, and you're not even mine? Oh shit, why's he laughing? Hey, stop that, what's so funny?

Why are you laughing?

Ghost smiles, "You're in love huh? That person from 79's, the one you keep staring at? If Tom made a pass at them, I get why you punched him." He pats my shoulder, and I feel myself bristle, but he just shakes his head, "Look. Apologize to Tom, but between you and me, he deserved it. You should tell them when we get back, think you'll be happy with the answer."

I miss you more now. For three days, I miss you more and more. When The Crypt finally lands I can't get off the ship fast enough. "I'LL TELL THEM TO MEET YOU AT THEIR PLACE!" Ghost calls after me as I take a flying leap from The Crypt's still opening door.

I turn around, run backwards a click so I can sign my thank yous and wave. As I'm rushing through the crowds, the streets, you chime into my helmet. I can't pick up fast enough, I accidentally hang up on you in my excitement. Thankfully you call back immediately.

"Hey, I know you don't talk, so just listen! Ghost called, I'm headed home now, I'll be a few minutes but if you beat me home, just let yourself in okay? The code is your number! I'll see you soon, ahh I can't wait to see you I missed you!!! Bye Ban!"

You missed me... You missed me!! My legs carry me faster than before, I can't stop the smile on my face. It almost hurts my cheeks, I just want to see you already!! The streets here all look the same, where's your door? I know it, I know it, come on, which one-

"Ban!!" It's you. It's you! Where are you, from above? "Banshee look up! To the left, Ban!"

My head snaps around, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I get to see your smile. My heart beat pounds in my chest, my cheeks are hot, Maker you look so beautiful...

I rush the stairs like my life depends on it, feels like it almost might. My body knows the aches of battle well, but this ache is still new to me. The physical need to be close... I yank off my helmet and fling it to stop at your feet before I crash into you.

With your arms around my shoulders, your legs wrapping my waist, every part of me feels whole finally. You smell like sunshine in the cold, like fresh bread from a real bakery, you smell like you, and it's my favorite scent of all. You smell like home.

Once your legs are under you again, I still don't let go, I can't. I've waited too long to hold you, to see you, just be near. I'm not letting you go. Your hands are so soft...

I lean my cheek into your palm, smiling down at you as I continue to catch my breath. Stars I could look at you forever. The way you run your hands over my head, feeling my short hair. You'll come back with ink on you, I know it. The others just drew on me, I hope there's nothing bad up there... I love the way your thumb feels against my lips. The way you map out every part of me, like you're seeing my face for the first time all over again. I love you. Kriff I love you so much I can barely stand it, I--

"What are you thinking about?"

"I love you."

No. No no no. No I didn't-- I didn't mean to say it like that, I'm sorry, please stop looking at me like that, no, I'm sorry, p--

What was that? Do it again.

Your lips on mine... I move forward, careful, trying to mimic the same thing, but- oh... oh that's... you'd move your lips on mine, I move mine the same, slow, softer this time. Am I doing it right? You don't stop me, I think I am. You pull back, breathing hard as I am, smiling so brightly... you're everything to me. You feel like home.

"I love you too, Banshee." You giggle, and my heart sings. One hand leaves my face, I can see ink on your fingers, just like I thought. 1666, you really did use my number as your code... you love me.

As we move inside, you stop, gasping at a sudden realization, "Oh stars, that's the first time I've heard you speak! I didn't know you could!"

I can't help but laugh. Of course that's the first thing I say to you. Of course it is.

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anxiouspineapple99 · 6 months

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heyyy so for the first kiss prompts, I'm thinking:

Tech

"well I guess that answers my question"

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FRIIIEND! Gonna take a different approach (that you’ve approved of already LOL) and make this a Tech x Avery ficlet! Thank you for asking! Also this won’t technically be a first kiss. Hope that’s okay lol.

Well, I Guess That Answers My Question - Tech x OC!Avery

Avery sat in the Marauder’s pilot seat, legs tucked beneath her. Sparks glittered under the console as Tech’s voice drifted from underneath in a lengthy explanation of hyperdrive modification. One of her favorite pastimes since joining the Batch was listening to Tech ramble on as he tinkered away under the console of his ship. She chuckled softly thinking of the looks of indignation that his brothers always gave him when he’d say that.

“Ner sarad, what is so funny? Are you listening?” He asked as he pulled himself out from under the console and propped himself on his elbows.

“Mm? Always, my clever boy. You said with proper calibration and a higher voltage wires you can reroute power from offline systems to increase hyperspace travel speed by 1.56 seconds.”

He narrowed his eyes, suspicious albeit satisfied that she’d heard him before pushing himself back under the console and continuing what he’d been saying. However, Avery’s mind had already wandered elsewhere. They were finally alone. Hunter and Echo were getting supplies and Wrecker and Omega had taken Nuna out to play. And as much as she loved listening to Tech talk, she loved kissing him just a wee bit more.

She dropped her foot down, and dragged the toe of her boot from the inside of his ankle to his knee. The sparks stopped once again as Tech’s voice hitched at the unexpected touch.

“Did you need something?” She heard him ask, not moving from his spot.

She didn’t answer, wondering how long it would take him to pull himself away from his project. A few seconds passed before he grunted and resumed what he was doing. She waited long enough for him to be fully engrossed before running the toe of her boot from the inside of his knee to mid thigh. That was enough to make him jump.

“Avery! What do you need?” He pushed out from under the console once again, this time his tone was sharp and impatient.

She shrugged, still smiling impishly. He huffed, pulling himself back under the console.

Again she waited, this time until his irritated grumbling ceased and the steady stream of information began to flow like a babbling brook once again. She slipped from the seat, scooting under to console right next to him. It was a tight fit but she was small enough to manage.

Tech whipped his head toward her. “Darling, you should not be under here with no head protection! What is it that you…”

Before he could finish asking for a third time, she lifted his helmet just enough to access his lips, pressing a soft kiss to them as she hummed gleefully.

“Well, I guess that answers my question,” he murmured against her lips before pulling his helmet off entirely and drawing her back in, his kisses deepening. They were interspersed with sweet words of affection exchanging between both of them.

“What are you two doing?” Omega’s question jolted both of them and caused Avery to smash her head into the underside of the console with a yelp.

“Avery was helping me with the modifications to the hyperdrive,” Tech stated matter of factly. Omega, seemingly satisfied with the answer hummed in response and wandered off.

Tech slid his helmet back on. “That is why you should not be under here with no head protection.” Avery crinkled her nose at him, rubbing the sizable lump that was forming. He ran a gentle thumb over the tender spot before cooing, “If you allow me to finish, I shall take a look at that for you.”

“I’m the doctor here,” she teased, planting a kiss on his helmet where his lips would be. “But I’ll allow it.” As she scooted out from under the console she heard him huff a soft chuckle before he resumed working on his project. She settled back into the pilot seat, grin tugging at her lips as she tucked her legs under herself once more. Her gaze traveled along Tech’s outstretched legs as she hoped that her injury was going to result in a few more of those kisses.

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daintyduck99 · 5 months

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*"Whoa."*

Rulie

There's an angel in the loft, already.

She whirls around at Reggie’s approach, wide-eyed and moon-kissed. It's distracting, the way the light catches in her curls and plays over her sweetly surprised face. The things he should ask disappear.

All he can say instead is, “Hello.”

He isn't sure if she hears him over the plucky music floating from below, but she cocks her head and comes a little closer.

Her eyes are the most radiant he's ever seen—and he grew up with Luke, whose own eyes glitter like every kind of Jewel.

But he's always been a sucker for the natural warmth in a pair of big brown eyes.

“Hi.” She smiles tentatively. “Are barn parties not really your scene, either?”

He shakes himself out of his mental stupor and smiles back. He shrugs. “Not tonight.”

She doesn't press—just offers her hand.

“I'm Julie. Julie Molina. I'm new here.”

She looks away, biting her lip, and he can practically hear the obviously she's berating herself with. He does that, too.

Her eyes snap back to his as he takes her hand, squeezing it softly. Her lips part like moonflower petals, and their fingers linger even as they start to slide apart.

Reggie swallows. His heart gallops hard.

“Reggie,” he says hoarsely. “Reggie Peters. I've lived here my whole life, so—if you have any questions, I'm your guy.”

She hums. It has a note of laughter in it.

But her eyes hold a whole joyful tune.

“Is that so, Reggie Peters?”

His name sounds so melodic in her mouth.

It sends a tingle down his spine.

“If you'll have me.”

He hesitates—but only barely.

“Julie Molina.”

She stuns him with a gorgeous, gap-toothed grin. She was beautiful before—she's ethereal now.

And her eyes—he could get lost in them.

Her voice is alluring, too, though, which might be the only thing that saves him.

She asks him what instrument he plays, first, which is a pleasant surprise. But then, Julie's probably the only person here who doesn't realize whose barn she's in, aside from maybe her parents. Even though she'd tested his full name, here, with her—

He gets to simply be Reggie.

And he's quickly learning that he likes Julie. She's funny, and smart, and kind, and it's like—she sees the music in him, too. She gets it, and it resonates with her.

She makes him promise to play piano with her soon—he hears a melody right then.

He's half-convinced that she must be an angel he conjured up. She can't be real.

A slower song starts to play, and she stops mid-sentence. Her eyes are bright.

She holds out her hands.

And for the second time, he takes them.

It's like he blinks and she's nestled in his arms. She lays her head on his shoulder.

She fits perfectly, and his heart is bound to burst—it takes a very different tempo.

They sway to the song without stumbling, though. He doesn't know it, but it's sweet.

You lift my feet off the ground

You spin me around

You make me crazier, crazier

God, he really hopes that's a good thing.

Feels like I'm falling, and I

I'm lost in your eyes

You make me crazier, crazier

And whoever is singing is doing an excellent job—but Julie could do it better.

He's not sure how, but Reggie just knows.

She lifts her head, lips parting like she wants to say something, eyes shining, and he lets himself do the next crazy thing.

Slowly, still to the beat of the song despite the rapid thrum of his heart, he leans in, encouraged by the way she tilts her face.

Her eyes flutter shut, as do his—

And he captures her lips in a tender kiss.

He'd swear that the music swells—maybe it's finally in sync with his heart—and Julie melts, sighing as the kiss starts to deepen.

She totally must be an angel. He's floating.

So is she, if the dazed sound she makes when they finally break apart is any sign.

Her eyes open slowly, and she looks at him through her lashes, awed and almost shy. She breathes out a little, “Whoa.”

A pleased blush burns high in his cheeks. He grins at her. “Told you. I'm yours.”

She nods, then wets her lips, and he wants to kiss her again when she tilts her face up once more—

But then she says, “That was my first kiss.”

He crashes back to earth. Of course—

This is why he should've asked.

Well, he should've asked period, but.

Fuck, he can't undo it. All he can do is—

“Julie, I'm sorry—”

She cuts him off with her eyes. They broadcast her question before she says it.

“Why? I wanted you to do it. Now you'll always be mine, in some way.”

God, that's—

What can he say to something that sweet?

She smiles, and then he knows—

He doesn't need to reply with words.

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shroudkeeper · 8 months

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First Kiss Prompts

15. At the worst possible time.

First Kiss Prompt

Each night a part of her diminished into the evening's unforgiving embrace. Kikyo knew that she would grow weary with her accomplished duties, and dealing with the deceased made it complicated for her to ease back to normal; both mind and spirit needed to adjust. However, tonight it was her mortal shell that would know suffering from her tiresome skirmish, especially now that most of her muscles suddenly felt the surge of aches in areas she was unaccustomed to. Nights such as these made it difficult to return to the estate, which rested higher in elevation than other manors. A moment's reprieve would be granted to her against the stone path of an alley devoid of lantern's glow, where shadows slithered over to cloak her frame from curious glances.

How long had she been slumped there, lilac tresses framing the curve of her cheeks, silks spilled around her folded legs? Enough for a particular merchant to find her and immediately have worry fill the basin of his heart. On his knees, he descends before her, with a rough whisper taking the form of her name. When there was no response, he could feel his heart become a deafening rhythm in his ears.

"My lady?" He inquired, careful to place his hands on her after taking notice of how darkness clung to her form, protectively.

She had been unaware of his presence, slipping deeper into a well-deserved slumber, her reward for all she endured. His voice fell on deaf ears, for as she dreamed, it was not of him but of a different life, a distant place, a reality that lived in the past.

Instead of seeking her clan, he remained here, cloaked in the same shadows as she, supporting her petite frame in his embrace, allowing his shoulders to burden her head. Wisps of her hair were pushed away from her cheeks and he stilled in his breathing as he looked upon her.

Her lip was peppered with a bruise, and upon its corner he spied that it had been split from where the dried blood gathered. Fingers brushed them lightly, allowing his fingers to record the memory of the warm breath that swirled against them with each breath she released. For a few moments, he did naught but watch her, stare at her resting against him.

She was light, soft, and smelled of flowers drenched from a rainshower.

He didn't know what he was thinking, leaning to her face, trying to ensnare her very breath, but he soon found his lips hovering over her own, hesitating to touch her.

And when he did, the briefest touch sparked the encompassing, calm darkness that shrouded them, to immediately lash out. Like a defense mechanism, it whipped around his neck akin to sinewy rope. The squeeze came suddenly, and caught unawares, he flailed his hands and felt air depleted out of his lungs as he let out a strangled cry to rouse her from her slumber.

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honeybeekao · 2 years

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mama: [oh my god oh my god oh my god..]

dodo said this looks shoujo so madarei are in a shoujo now youre welcome

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sunshinesdaydream · 6 months

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For the first kiss prompts~

"their hearts stop as they hear someone's cmaera click (friend catching them in the act?)"

Wiiiith Rex 👀

What do you think?

Thanks for the ask! I started out with the idea of a "forbidden" love thing but that was more angst than I have in me today. So have this bit of (nearly 500 words) fluff and 501st shenanigans.

You had let the Torrent boys talk you into going out. So the first night of shore leave you are in a booth with Rex, who they also had talked into going to the club. It had been fun earlier in the evening. When everyone had been sticking to the table in shifts. Occasionally one of them dragging you to the dance floor.

But now with just you and Rex, it felt awkward. Especially since the guys had made sure you were sitting next to each other as much as possible. You were tired anyways and had some things you wanted to take care of the next day while you had access to them.

Leaning towards him you say over the music, “I’m going to go and get some sleep,”

“Would you like me to walk you back?” He asked.

A quiet walk with Rex? Not where your every move is being watched and it’s too loud to even talk?

“I’d like that,” you answer. He nods, stands, and leads you to the door that he holds open for you. He offers you his arm, which feels awkward only until your hand is tucked at his elbow and you are walking.

“Thank you,” you say, once you are away from the thundering music of the club.

“You’re welcome,” Rex answers you. “I was thinking of asking you if you wanted to leave anyways. I think we were being watched.”

You nod, “I know we were being watched,”

You turned onto a quieter walk way. Once you were about halfway down the walkway he stops and asks, “did you really want to go sleep, or would you go somewhere quieter with me?”

“Where did you have in mind?” You ask, even though you knew you would say yes regardless.

“There is a late night cafe a few blocks from here,” Rex suggests.

“I’d love that,” you answer quickly. And get the half smile you like so much in return.

“First, may I kiss you,” he asks quietly.

“Please,” you answer with a slight nod.

As soon as his lips touch yours, just when you expected to be focused on nothing more than him you hear the distinct snap and see the flash from someone taking a holo on their com.

Your heart stops and Rex freezes as well and pulls back slowly. But you can already hear a commotion coming from the direction the flash was from. A scrambling, someone saying incredulously “you didn’t turn the flash off? Run!”

You don’t have to look to know who it is. Neither does Rex. He’s looking at you half apologetic, half already detailing his revenge.

You move closer to Rex, looking up at him. “They already got their holo. Do you want to try that again?”

The smile returned and everything else disappeared the moment his arms were around you.

Thanks for reading!

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