Thinking about reader from our last thot — before you’re together:
About how Rex is running his men through drills on base. It’s a new obstacle course that tests their strength, stamina, balance, and agility. They’re tired and he’s not happy with the results, saying they should be able to complete the course in much better form.
He’s feeling irritated because some reporter from HoloNet News is gonna be coming by to film some of their training and conduct some interviews for some sort of special segment on the war. Frankly, he doesn’t have time for this, but Senator Amidala said it’d be good for the bill she’s trying to pass.
And then, of course, the men are distracted when the crew arrives. Like Fives and some of the shinies are showboating a little for the camera and Rex has to get everyone to focus. He orders them to run through it again and he pinches the bridge of his nose.
“Captain Rex?”
He looks up and oh great 🙄 — it’s the reporter. You run him through your plan for the shoot and he gives you the names of a few men that would be good to interview.
But as the day goes on he becomes impressed with your professionalism, the thoughtful questions you’re asking, and the way you lead your crew. Clearly this piece is meant to highlight the troopers and their hard work.
He’s watching you interview some shiny from a distance and he starts n o t i c i n g 👀 was your ass always that cute? Do pencil skirts always look that sexy??
And he’s getting annoyed with all the men who are clearly hitting on you and sort of accidentally takes it out on them lol like he’s got more of a stick up his ass about these drills than before and they’re all but complaining about how their times are equivalent to the 212 and Rex finally steps down to show them how it’s done. And definitely not because he wants to show off in front of you.
But i mean. You’re w a t c h i n g. Rex is just in his black compression suit and the way he’s handling this course has heat licking up your spine and sets your heart racing.
Ok this is some American Ninja Warrior shit except he doesn’t stop in between obstacles. He’s leaping off ledges and swinging from ropes and Maker he’s so fucking strong. And fast. And he finishes and all the men are in awe.
“And that,” he says between heavy breaths, “is what i expect out of all of you.” AND HE MAKES EYE CONTACT WITH YOU AND YOURE BITING YOUR LIP BECAUSE YOURE SO WET
At the end of the shoot you thank him for his time.
“Feel free to comm me if you have any questions about the story.” And you give him your frequency and he does that really cute lopsided smile and you’re looking at each other like this is definitely not a professional curtesy dkdnndmdjd
IDK MAN
B I AM SCREAMING CRYING AND THROWING UP IM WJFJSIGIDIKDIRIWIF
I HAVE IDEAS:
Your holocam crew just got through recording Rex’s entire course run and everyone is applauding and whooping, jaws dropped and eyes popped.
Your crew pans to you and you, who absolutely never in a million lightyears gets flustered, are staring completely speechless at the sight of the extremely gifted, talented, driven and fucking sexy Captain panting and glistening with sweat beside you.
“Cut!” Your Camera 1 ops girl, a bright eyed Mirialian with tattooed cheekbones and your favorite coworker, stops recording and gives you a knowing wink. “We’re gonna take five to give the Captain here some time to breathe and then you can proceed with your interview.”
You smile graciously at your friend, subtly thanking her for giving you time to speak with him off camera. He glances between the two of you and smiles. “Thanks. But…you didn’t have to…do that. Don’t want to…ruin your story…or anything…”
You reach for your unopened canteen of water and hand it to him. “Here, have some. You’ve earned it. Working up a sweat like that. It’s the least I could do after you gave me such good content for my story later.”
He hesitantly takes it, carefully letting your fingertips brush his for a bit longer than necessary. He doesn’t pull away. Rather he lets your touch on him linger and he smiles bashfully, this behavior a stark contrast to the blatant showing off he just did. “Who said I did it just for the story?” His eyes glittered in dozens of shades of warm browns and ambers and golds when they caught the light in just the right way. They were so focused on you it was like no one else in the universe existed but you. And the depth of color suited him, as he himself was just as complex inside. This was no ordinary clone. Not even an ordinary man.
The man in front of you just put on the best record time on a course like this that anyone, including his men, had ever seen. Yet he was spending his time ensuring you got your story rather than collecting his own accolades from the hundreds of men who were practically fawning over him. Of course not as much as you want to right now.
What do those heaving pectorals look like under that black body glove? How would it feel underneath your palms as you climbed on top of him? How strong would those rock hard biceps be and how would they feel curling around your back?
Oh you needed to see him. All of him. Bare and naked and under you or over you or just anywhere you could watch him flex and sweat and work his stress out on you.
What would he kiss like? As you watch him taking swigs of water you can’t help but salivate at the sight of his mouth opening. You wish you could satiate him with something a bit more vulgar than water. He was a man’s man, he’d definitely enjoy all you’d give him.
“Hey Rex, if you ever have any additional comments on this story. Or you just want to share how things are going. My comm channel is always open, day or night…no matter what planet you’re on.” You whispered, handing over a small holochip with your work info and private comm channel on it.
“Is this business or personal, Miss?” He flirted, crinkles by the corners of his eyes forming as he looked at you with the warmest, most affectionate glance he’d given anyone all day.
You step close to him, placing your hand on his on your canteen and slowly moving to pull it back to you. “For the story, business. For you, personal.” You draw out, letting your mouth drop open slowly and keeping your lips parted more seductively than you intended. He shuddered oh so slightly that anyone who wasn’t standing directly beside him would’ve probably missed it.
His eyes darkened, his gaze raking over your hips in that tight pencil skirt and at the way your breasts sat in the button up shirt that you’d opened just one button more than usual. “Well then, in that case, mesh’la…I promise you’ll get another impressive run time. Just a lot slower. I’d really like to take my time.” He muttered, handing you the canteen and shooting you a highly suggestive yet sweet little smirk that seems to be his trademark.
Your Mirilian camera ops friend shouts, “Ok post run interview. Let’s take it from the top!” You back up into place and straighten up, the confidence surging in you as you interviewed him properly this time.
And when the story actually aired, there was no denying that sparks had flown from the second you two touched fingertips. Though by that time, you two had already brushed far more together than just fingertips.
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Are you telling me that I’m coming back to tumblr to see this?
To be more specific, THAT picture? 🫠
That’s what you chose today?
I’m running to catch up on what I’ve missed and start a re reading session, as soon as possible!
I’ve missed this 💜
PATRICIAAAAA😭😭😭 CRYING!! how have you been babe omg you have no idea how excited I was to see this message sldlslslkd I’ve missed you🥹
Gosh, I hope you’re well. And yes. That is what we decided to do today and have fun catching up on all the various things🤣 GAHHH I really missed you, too!
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