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flyiingsly · 5 months

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Undercover

Square : Obi-Wan Kenobi

Pairing : Fox x f!jedi!reader

Warnings : NSFW !!!, blood and injuries, reader getting punched in the face and blasted, established relationship, slight masturbation (f receiving), Fox being a tease

Wordcount : 4,3k

Summary : You get caught by mistake by the Coruscant Guards during an undercover mission, which led you right into the office of your favorite Marshal Commander.

A/N : My twelfth submission for the @clonexreaderbingo ! 😄 Well, I wanted to experiment and try something more spicy with this one. Don't wait for a whole smut scene though, I didn't really pushed it too far (although it gave me plenty of unholy thoughts, ngl), but it was sooo fun to write, I absolutely love how it turned out ! 😄 Enjoy ❤

Disclaimer : I'm still struggling to understand English grammar properly, English is not my native language and even if I have proofread my writtings several times, there is probably still typos in it. I'm very self conscious about it and I apologize for it in advance, but I'm doing my best to do better and I'm actively working at improving my writting skills !

So if you spot a typo, feel free to point it to me so I can correct it, it will be much appreciated :)

You barely had the time to get out of your ship after accosting to Coruscant from your latest mission that Obi-Wan Kenobi immediately greeted you with a straight face and took you apart from the rest of your men. He already had a new mission for you, a very special one. The council had heard about the menace of an attack toward the Chancellor, and possibly against the whole senate, from some separatist leader who was apparently not very pleased with the outcome of their last voting. And they wanted you to go undercover to find more information about it.

All you had to do was to go for a trip in the lower levels of the city to spy on a man suspected to be the link between the instigator and the executors of the attack. Which implied sneaking in the most infamous places, and more than probably ending up in some very unpleasing and dangerous situations. “All you have to do” they said …

As expected, you managed to get caught in some very uncomfortable position, AKA In the middle of a fight in front of a bar. You were just at the wrong place at the wrong moment, you knew you couldn’t interact or interfere with anything that may happen around you during this mission, or you’ll risk to get exposed and ruin your cover. And you did, you didn’t interact. But you had to stay here and not move in order to watch your target, and especially the person he was talking to. You were so close to find a lead, and probably one of the executors of the attack, you couldn’t waste that chance.

You were fully aware of what was happening near you, but you thought that you were far enough not to get involved. Well, you were apparently wrong. That simple fight between two drunk men became the perfect occasion for some guys in search for distraction to join in and start randomly punching innocent curious that had gathered around them. That’s how the bar’s entrance became a giant mess of various people throwing fists at each other for no reason. And just because you were standing in the area was enough for you to get punched as well.

The impact caught you off guard, you were surprised and shocked, but still aware enough to dodge the next fist coming right toward your face. You did your best to get yourself out of this mess, but what you weren’t expecting was the Coruscant Guard patrol’s intervention. They had heard the screams and the agitation, and were now trying to calm the situation. But soon, paralyzing blaster’s shots were raining, for most of the fighters weren’t willing to cooperate and started to assault them.

Too bad, at this point, they weren’t making any difference between real fighters and bystanders. One of them stopped you in your attempt to flee, not even giving a chance to explain yourself before blasting you as well.

***

When you woke up, you were aboard a prison van, your wrists were tied together with handcuffs, and you were experiencing a massive headache. Your vision was still a bit blurry at first, and you were still dizzy from the shot. It took you several minutes to regain your senses properly, before fully understanding what was going on. It was only at this moment that you saw the dark brown trails and splatters staining your shirt. The punch you received in the face was so violent that it had made your nose bleed badly, but you hadn’t noticed it in the heat of the moment.

Great, you had been arrested, and a part of your face was now probably covered in dry blood ! You couldn’t have failed your mission that much even on purpose. You told yourself that the better thing to do now was to wait until you arrived to the prison to discretely explain the situation to the guards, you could not risk your cover even more by publicly complaining about their mistake.

Maybe they just got overwhelmed by the situation and had to act so quickly that just they couldn’t recognize you. The place you were was very dark and badly lighted, after all … They’ll probably freed you later with the utmost secrecy, so you can pursue your mission.

But when you reached for one of the guards on your way to the prison cell to explain him the situation, he just laughed at your face, making fun of you with his fellow guards for trying to trick them into releasing you in such a stupid and rough way.

Things weren’t supposed to turn like this, at all. But you soon understood that it was useless to try to convince these men about who you really were, since you didn’t have your lightsaber on you to prove your claim. It was obvious that they were shinnies, they had never seen you before, so they absolutely had no idea of who you were, and it was probably the first time they ever have to arrest someone for real.

You still tried to ask them to talk to their commander as soon as possible, and they surprisingly agreed to let you meet him, because “he deserved to have a good laugh too”, leaving you alone in your cell, still making fun of you on their way back.

And they were still doing so when they came back later with their superior, explaining to him how funny the situation was.

But when Commander Fox finally saw you, he did not, in fact, had a good laugh. At all.

“Hello there” you greeted him with a grin when he showed up in front of your cell.

He paused for a second, and even if he was wearing his helmet, you could easily guessed his surprised and very confused expression under it. Then, he turned to the guards that had arrested you earlier, and you could tell by the tone of his voice that he was absolutely not amused.

“Are you kidding me ?” he lets out at the two men, who instantly stopped mocking you.

“What ? No, Commander, we swear, she kept telling us she was a Jedi, that’s true, she really did !” You could felt the embarrassment and anxiety in their voices.

“Of course, she did ! Because she IS a jedi !”

The two guards looked at each other, probably exchanging a look of horror under their helmets.

“Arr”, he grumbles, “I nearly forgot you’re still new here … You probably never met her before …. Well anyway, you had just arrested General (Y/N), congratulations, shinnies !”

“We’re sorry, we didn’t know …” you could feel their shame radiating by every interstice of their armors now, you did your best not to giggle at them to not make things worse.

“Of course, you didn’t know !!” He took a deep breath, trying to calm his growing anger and frustration.

“Alright, I’ll deal with the two of you later, open that cell and go back to work, quick !”

You were nearly as embarrassed as them now, as you watched one of the shinnies unlock the door pad without saying much than “yes sir”, then leave the corridor of the prison in the same exact silence. Your gaze followed them until they were out of sigh, then your eyes turned toward the Commander once again.

“General, if you don’t mind following me.”

You nodded and go after him, walking to his office in complete silence. When he closed the door behind you and that you were finally alone together, he walked to his desk, removed his helmet and put it gently on the furniture, revealing his graying hair and dark brown eyes. They were clouded with worry and sadness.

“You didn’t tell me that you were back to Coruscant …” he says to you in a low voice, leaning against his deck with his arms folded.

“I didn’t get the chance to … As soon as I landed General Kenobi accosted me with a very urgent and secret mission, I wasn’t allowed to use my commlink on this one, I didn’t even get a minute to send you a message … I’m sorry I should have done it anyway …”

It was now your turn to feel ashamed. You should have tried to tell him anyway, but sometimes it was hard to get some privacy with Obi-Wan on your heels, and you couldn’t risk anyone to know about the two of you.

“Yeah, that rumor of an assault against the Chancellor from some separatists, I know about that, the security of the Senate is at its maximum level because of it … Commander Cody told me that General Kenobi was willing to send a jedi on the case, but I didn’t know he wanted to send you …”

“Well, as I said, that was a complete surprise …” you pause, not sure about what more to say. “Are you … Are you mad at me ?” you then ask hesitantly, sincerely afraid that he could be.

“Mad ? Of course not, don’t worry, right now I’m just glad that I can finally have you back !” He answers softly, standing up from his desk and getting closer to you, a smile appearing on his lips. He was now in front of you, just a few inches away. His close presence made you blush slightly. You raised your head to look at him in the eyes.

Your worries instantly vanished as he cupped your face between his gloved hands, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’ve been missing you so badly mes’hla” he whispers, “it’s torture to be kept apart from you for so long …” The despair in his tone broke your heart.

“I know, I’m sorry love … I’ve missed you horribly too …” you caress his cheek with the tips of your fingers, trying to soothe him, “But I’m here now, and since the council sent me on that cover up mission, I’ll have a couple of days before leaving Coruscant again.”

“If that mission is still on after what happened” he sighs, ”I’m so sorry about that, these shinnies are a pain in my ass, I’m doing my best to stay patient with them, but they keep doing stupid stuff, that’s exhausting … General Kenobi is gonna kill me for ruining everything now …”

“Don’t be too harsh on them, please, they’re still learning. Being a Coruscant Guard is very far from what they were trained for on Kamino, it’s a very special place to get affected too, you know it … And don’t worry about Obi-Wan, I’ll deal with that part. I still have a lot of information to bring to him, and I don’t think that my cover has been completely blown to be honest, I could still manage to make it through” you try to reassure him, but he was still looking skeptical.

”Plus, it allows us to get reunited at last, it’s not that bad !” you ad with a cheerful smile. It seemed to work, as he smiled back.

“But I still can’t believe that they blasted you ...! “ he suddenly lets out, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

Then his gloved thumb brushed against your lower lips that had been cut opened by the punch you received in the face. You grimaced at the unpleasant feeling. It wasn’t that deep, but still enough to be uncomfortable. His face suddenly went from exasperation to concern.

“At least tell me it’s not them who have done that to you, or I swear I’m gonna ruin their lives …”

“No, don’t worry, they have nothing to do with this. That’s even worst, I just got punched in the face randomly while minding my own business and spying my fugitive in a corner, I wasn’t even part of the fight ! It just … happened !” you explain, smiling at the irony.

“What a shame, even when you’re not trying to you end up being in trouble anyway.”

A sly grin emerged on his face as he teased you. That kind of smile that was driving you insane and making you want to pin him against a wall and aggressively kiss him. You liked to tease each other with ironic and sarcastic comments like these, it was always to which one of you would outbid the other, and Fox had become a master in the art of sarcasm. It was his way to deal with all the crap his job as commander of the Coruscant Guards was throwing at him all day long, without committing a couple of murders. You bite your lower lips, a taste of blood filling your mouth. You tried your best to keep your composure and think about something clever to retort.

But all you could answered was “And I’m sure that you’re proud of yourself for coming to rescue me this time.”

“I have to admit that it’s a rather pleasing surprise after all !”

His smile became more mischievous, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You quickly close the gap between your faces to crash your lips against his again.

Hi hands moved instantly to your hips to grasp them firmly, pulling you against him. Your arms slide around his neck and you let your fingers run through his hair as he deepened the kiss. You couldn’t help but let out a groan when he started to teasingly bite your lips. You could feel his excitation irradiating from his body, it was contagious and he knew it.

Then, without a warning, his arms were wrapped around your waist tightly and he scooped you up from the ground to sit you on the edge of his desk in a swift movement, spreading your legs to place himself in between.

He glanced intensely at you before reaching for your neck, planting angry and needy kisses on your skin. You gasped and clench your teeth to prevent yourself from moaning too loudly. When he noticed it, he let go of your neck to face you again, grabbing your chin to force you to look at him.

“What are you afraid of mesh’la ? Nobody can hear us from here, come on, you know that I love to hear your voice …”

You didn’t want to protest, you couldn’t resist him when he was calling you that. With his eyes planted into yours, his hands started to make their way under your shirt toward your chest, softly starting to rub your nipples through your breast band. He loved to see you whine and quiver under his touch, and he knew that the fabric wasn’t very thick, and that you could feel any of his movements.

Your arms slipped from his neck to his lower body, your fingers heading straight toward his belt, unfastening it quickly. You knew perfectly well how those armors were built, how to put them on and how to take them off, and it didn’t take you long to get rid of his tights and codpiece, living his upper legs and pelvis only covered in his blacks.

“Did I already told you that you were very gifted with your hands ?” he teases you.

“Plenty of times, but I’m never tired of hearing it.” you breath out, grabbing his hips with both of your hands to pull him as close as possible. You knew he was fully aroused when you felt his length pressing against your tights.

“And what do you think about reminding you what mines are capable of too ?” his voice was low and provocative, you shivered at his words, knowing perfectly what was going to happen next.

“Yes, please …” you beg him, desperately craving for his touch.

He didn’t need for you to ask him twice, and as his lips met yours passionately again, his hand went down your belly to stop between your legs. His fingers started to gently massage your clit through your pants in circular movements, making you tightly cling to him, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Suddenly, the ringing of his commlink cut you in your tracks, leaving you both panting and disoriented, looking at the device with surprise and confusion.

“Who is that ?” you ask, your voice filled with disappointment.

“I don’t know yet, but they better have a good excuse for bothering me …”

“What’s going on again ?” he lets out as soon as he picked up the call, as you were doing your best not to giggle at his annoyed and frustrated expression.

“General Kenobi is here Sir, he says that he needs to talk to you as soon as possible about something really important.” A guard’s voice responded.

Fox brow furrowed as your eyes widen, he was probably coming to get you out of your cell, but how the hell did he heard about it so fast ?

“What kind of important thing ?”

“He said that he can’t talk about it to anyone else but you Sir.”

“Of course” you heard him mutters with exasperation, “I’m sorry but I can’t receive him now, tell him to come back later, I’m in the middle of … an interrogation !”

You pray for his excuse to be enough to discourage the jedi to come in, but you knew him well enough to know that it won’t stop him, and the silence that followed wasn’t reassuring.

“I’m afraid that it won’t matter Sir, the General told me that it was a direct order from the Senate and a very urgent problem to address. In fact, he’s already on his way to your office, I’m sorry Commander.”

Fox didn’t answer, but his face immediately crumpled as you exchanged a terrified look.

“Commander, are you still here ?” the guard asks again with a concerned voice.

“Copy that.” He briefly answers before hanging up.

“Are you often leading interrogations in your office ?”

“Sometimes yes, depends on the circumstances, why ?”

You didn’t get the change to answer as you heard a loud knock on the door, making you both jump in surprise.

“Oh kriff !” you let out, getting out of the furniture and back on your feet in the second, your heart starting to race in fear of getting caught.

“What do we do now ?” he whispers nervously.

“At least buy us enough time to make it looks less like what it is !” you whisper back, immediately reaching for his armor to help him reattach its pieces properly, as he seemed too taken aback to be able to move.

“Who is it ?” Fox yells at the door, trying to prevent his voice from cracking out of nervousness.

“It’s General Kenobi, I thought that your guard had told you that I was coming.” the calm yet impatient voice of the jedi answered.

“Nobody can hear us from here, huh ?” you tease him about one of his previous comment, making him rolls his eyes, not very amused.

“He did, but I wasn’t expecting you to be here that soon !”

“Well, I am now ! Can I get in ?”

Fox threw a questioning and panicked glance your way, not really knowing what to say. You had just finished with his armor, and you nod at him, quickly straightening your clothes and hair.

“Of … Of course, you can !” he lets out with relief, quickly going around his desk to place himself behind it, in front of you. You were holding your beath, hopping to not look too flustered.

“Well, hello there, Commander !” Obi-Wan’s voice immediately ringed as he passed the now opened door, “General” he then saluted you, not as surprised has he should have been to see you.

“Sir” you simply greeted him, highly embarrassed but trying to hide it, your heart still bouncing from the sudden rush of adrenaline, praying for him not to notice it.

“You’re interrogating your superiors now Commander ?” the jedi amusingly asked Fox as he stopped in front of his desk. It sounded just like if he knew too much already.

“Well, some shinnies came to see me bragging about arresting someone who was pretending to be a jedi last night. They insisted for me to come over to see it by myself. They weren’t buying it and kept making fun of her, thinking it was a very bad attempt at being released without being charged … Of course, I immediately freed her, Sir. She was just explaining to me how she ended up being arrested.”

“And what was that for, (y/n) ?” he was looking at you right in the eyes now, his playful tone making you internally die of embarrassment.

“I got caught in the middle of a drunk fight and I tried to flee, but the guards were blasting everyone who were around that fight without any distinctions, and I thought that using my jedi abilities while being under cover wasn’t a good idea, so I just had no chances to get out of it. But I have the feeling that you already know all of this, am I right ?” you were doing your best to look and act as normal as possible, but you were still feeling unwell.

“Indeed, to be honest, that’s the very reason why I’m here. To get you out of this mess. Even if you seemed to already be in good hands” he says, looking at Fox from the corner of his eye. The poor man was as disturbed as you, and was looking down at his desk, doing his best to avoid any eye contact and to ignore the persistent feeling of your touch on him.

“Wait, how did you knew where I was ?” you then ask, confused.

“Well, it appears that even if your commlink had been disabled, we still were able to locate it. I did not know it was possible to be honest, but that’s good to know !”

“Oh, great then. I’m not very proud of myself on this one I have to admit … I hope the mission wasn’t compromised because of me …” you lowered your gaze, ashamed of your own failure, “I had to explain everything to Commander Fox as well, I know it was supposed to be a secret, but due to the circumstances, I thought that maybe having the Coruscant Guards on my side, or at least their Commander, could have been an advantage for us. But nobody else knew about it outside of him.”, you try to justify yourself.

“You don’t have to worry about that (y/n), you did well. That kind of thing happens during undercover missions sometimes, you just got lucky on your previous ones, honestly. Do you still have some information for me ?”

“A couple of, yes. Some may be very interesting I think.”

“Good ! We’ll talk about it back at the temple then, your mission isn’t over yet, don’t worry !” He smiles at you reassuringly, before looking at Fox again.

“Commander, I think that you’ll need to brief your men about that mission now so they won’t make that mistake again.”

“Yes sir, I’ll convoke them immediately !”

“Well then, if everything’s alright, I think that it’s time for us to leave you alone.” He turned to you for confirmation and you nod without a word. “Thanks you for your help and for looking over (y/n).”

As he reached for the door to exit the office, you and Fox exchanged one last look. His eyes were sad, and you felt guilty for abandoning him once again.

“Wait, I still have to sign the form before I leave !” you suddenly let out, making him stop in his tracks.

“Which form ?”

“The Commander told me that I needed to sign some attestation before leaving the prison, to prove that I have been released on purpose and not by escaping. It’s seemed to be a common procedure, so …” you confidently explain as you approached the desk, planting your eyes into the clone’s ones.

“Ha, yes, the register, I nearly forgot about it, thank you for making me remember ! Here it is !” he answers, trying to be convincing but not really understanding your move, offering you a datapad on which you quickly appended your signature.

“Of course, administration …” Obi-Wan grumbled ironically, rolling his eyes, knowing too well the burden it could represent.

“Thank you Commander, have a nice day !” you greet him as soon as you were done before turning back and heading toward the entrance too, more than relieved to finally get out of here without troubles.

As soon as you escaped the room and that the door closed behind you, Fox lets out a heavy sight and allowed himself to collapse in his seat, all the pressure suddenly releasing from his shoulders. He stayed like that for a moment, staring into space, processing what had just happened and replaying the whole scene in his head, trying to get rid of his frustration.

Then, the from you asked to sign before leaving came back to his mind, and his eyes landed on the datapad he had handled to you. That’s when he noticed that it wasn’t only a signature you had left on it. He took it in his hands, bringing it closer to his eyes so he could read it. The hastily scribbled words were very small and messy, but as soon as he understood your message, his face instantly lighten up, and a wide smile grew on his lips.

“Back street behind 79’, meet me at 2200.”

That day was maybe not going to end that badly after all.

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whiskygoldwings · 9 days

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Anecdotes of a Guard Life: Oh honey, honey

Senate Galas were one of the... Less interesting parts of Fox’s job. Stand around, look imposing yet approachable and pretend he’s not sneering behind his helmet at all the drunken Senators. Other then the approachable part, it’s a cakewalk.

That isn’t to say they don’t have their perks. One being that he’s not doing datawork. The other... Well...

The internal comms crackle to life. “The Prune’s approaching the soapbox, operation Flavour’s a go.”

Fox calmly turns and walks towards the podium, placing himself in full view to the left. He tucks his arms neatly behind him, grasping wrists and sets his feet perfectly apart in parade rest. The Chancellor passes him with a “Commander! How lovely to see you!” and Fox salutes crisply, before returning to position.

“Decoy in place,” he reports, and gets a “Received!” in return.

The rest of his role in the operation is simple. Stand there and be obvious. It’s not hard. He’s well aware of what he looks like. White painted chest armour a beacon against all the red. Helmet sticking out amongst all the uncovered faces. There’s always a few Senators who dismiss the Guard along with the rest of the serving staff, but if one is looking for them, he draws their attention.

He’s also strategically placed himself under the slightly brighter light near the podium. Carefully orchestrated by their best engineers.

He’s pretty sure this is not what the Kaminoans intended when they flash-trained them in Infiltration methods. But fuck ‘em. They also debated engineering out their tastebuds so they would eat basically anything. Instead they just fed them that anything and expected them to like it anyway.

This is their own fault, really.

Thorn casually walks around the crowd, helmet facing out, checking for any signs of trouble. The hand facing away from the crowd twitches in a series of handsigns and Fox sighs.

“Thorn, comms work just fine.”

Thorn’s sigh is heavier. “Fox, have a little fun once in a while.”

“No.”

Several different snickers come over the internal comms and a noise that is very clearly Thorn blowing him a raspberry.

Fox rolls his eyes, safe in the knowledge that no one around him can tell.

“You did get that we’re halfway done though, right?”

Fox groans, just managing to keep from tipping his head back in exasperation. “No, I forgot how to read hand signals.”

“It’s all that caf, rots the brain.”

Fox doesn’t even dignify that one with an answer. Not all of them can be all flowers and sunshine first thing in the morning.

Actually, he has absolutely no idea how any of them can be like that. Thorn is a freak of bioengineering. Somehow they got away with their blonde hair, but Fox isn’t sure how the Kaminoans missed the disgusting morning cheerfulness.

Clearly something had critically failed in their tube before decanting.

He nods absentmindedly at a Senator who’s approached and is drunkenly thanking him for his “fine service”. A click of the tongue sets his helmet to circulating internal air, but it’s not quite quick enough to prevent the stench of expensive red wine from getting through the filters. Great. He’ll have to sit with that for a while.

The man is just slurringly getting to the point where he’ll ramble about how his planet’s taxes are funding the Coruscant Guard’s efforts when Thorn speaks again.

“Fox, Taa on route to point Alpha.”

“Apologies, Senator,” he has no idea what the absolutely kark-faced Senator’s name is, but the title always works. “I am required for an internal matter.”

He doesn’t wait for the man’s wide-eyed enquiries, simply turns away and walks towards the buffet table at the other end of the hall. He can already see Senator Taa weaving his way towards the buffet table, taking advantage of the other guests being distracted.

There’s a saying. One about smart minds thinking alike or something. Fox is a little less then impressed to find Senator Taa thinking along the same lines as them. He would not bet on Senator Taa against a Kowakian monkey-lizard.

“Senator, may I have a moment?” He slides infront of him, standing like a barricade in the path of the man’s assault. Senator Taa actually jumps a good inch off the floor.

Fox probably shouldn’t be amused at that. He is though. He was also recording it. That’ll make for good viewing on a rough Senate duty.

“Ah, Commander, must it be now?” Senator Taa looks anxiously over his shoulder, and Fox calmly sidesteps to block his view of the buffet table.

“I apologise sir, this won’t take a minute.” Fox clicks his tongue at the end of that, switching the outward going comms off.

A crackle of internal comms then “Understood, troops, one minute.” from Thorn.

They could be efficient and professional, when the need was high.

What followed for Fox, was an excrutiating minute of going over security plans he was already very certain of, and manouvering himself to prevent Senator Taa from slipping round him. The Twi’lek Senator was... Persistent, would be a good way to put it. Fox was the taller of the two of them, which was fortunate, as the Senator kept rising onto tiptoes to try and look longingly over his shoulder. He’s never tilted his head so much in conversation and frankly, his neck hurts. He actually resorted to raising up on his own toes at one point.

The things he does for his troops. Force damn the little fuckers.

He can see them in his peripherals though. Casually moving towards the long table set with food, as if on a floating patrol. He’s pretty sure he spots Thire carrying away a whole roast bird of some sort, and if that’s actually the case he might have to promote the cheeky little shit...

Finally, FINALLY, Thorn walks up behind Senator Taa with a “Sir!”. The Senator jumps again, and sadly, Fox wasn’t recording that time. He’s not entirely sure how a man can be so completely oblivious to everything going on around him, but it works for their purposes.

“Commander?” Fox enquires, and as the Senator turns to face Thorn, flashes a slightly-more-emphatic than he intended THANK YOU hand signal.

“The Chancellor has requested a further perimeter sweep.” Thorn intones, voice carefully modulated to project bored professionalism.

“Understood,” Fox looks back to the Senator and nods at him. “Apologies Senator Taa, we can discuss this matter further later.”

“Yes yes, mustn’t keep you from your fine work, good job Commander,” the Senator waves dismissively at him, then heads over to the buffet table with an air of victory.

Fox watches him go, then turns back to Thorn.

“Do you think he realises you’re the one who stopped him?” Thorn asks, a thoughtful tilt to their helmet.

Fox just sighs, and walks away to the sound of Thorn’s snickers in his ear.

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He’s only able to review their proceeds after the Gala is completely done and over, made sure everyone has left for their own homes, and checked Senator Deechi isn’t, once again, comatose drunk under a table somewhere. He marches back to the barracks (alone, because he isn’t making any of his troopers stay at one of these stupid events any longer than necessary) and makes his way straight to the second rec room.

The sound of laughter and joy hits him as soon as he rounds the corner to the hallway, and he lets go of the tension with a grateful breath. Pulling off his helmet, he strides into the room, where troopers in various mismatches of bodysuits and armour are sprawled around a lumpy pile covered in a white sheet with CG stamped in red in the corner.

“Took your time!” Thorn waves at him, grin wide and delighted. “Deechi wasn’t passed out again, was he?”

“Thank the Maker, no,” Fox rolls his eyes to chuckles from the others. “You waited for me?”

Thorn rolls their eyes right back. “Duh, get your shebs over here.”

Fox goes and sits next to them, then promptly gets back up when Thorn tries to side-arm him into a hug and goes to sit next to Comm who snickers at the pair of them. Thorn pouts. It’s a good pout, full and wide-eyed, but Fox has developed immunity to their banthashit and graces the attempt with a middle finger.

Thire sighs loudly and exasperatedly. “If the two children would kindly settle down, the adults would like to check out the spoils of battle now please?” He glowers at the pair of them, and Fox glowers back, showing him how it’s done.

Thorn reaches forward and grabs the edges of the blanket. “My friends, my family, my wonderful idiots! Enjoy!” They whip off the sheet with a flourish, and there’s gasps and noises of joy as even Fox feels his eyes widen.

They’ve outdone themselves. There’s little squares of delicate crisp bread with curls of meat pate. Glistening honey-coated carrots roasted to perfection. Candied nuts and fruit sitting powdery in a bowl. The roast bird he’s going to have to make Thire a commander over. And even...

“Is that sugar?” Fox breaths, picking up the beautiful ceramic bowl filled almost to the brim with beautiful, wonderful, white crystals of perfection...

Someone passes a steaming hot cup of caf over his shoulder and holds it out for him. “Commander,” Stone murmurs, a warm smile on his face as Fox turns to him. Comm holds out a small spoon, and Fox is not an emotional man, but he kind of wants to kiss the whole kriffing room at this point.

“Thank you,” he sniffles, taking the proferred mug (and decidedly doesn’t care that it’s the pink one with a Fox-head that Stone got him as a joke) and places it in front of him. With gentle fingers, he takes the spoon from Comm, gets himself a hearty heaped spoonful of sugar, and stirs it into the inky-dark liquid in his mug.

Reverently, he lifts the mug to his lips, tilts it gently and... Oh...

“Mesh’la,” he whispers, eyes closed and lips curving into a smile in the wake of the sweetened nectar of the little Gods.

There’s laughter all around him, and he opens his eyes to the sight of his family, all taking carefully selected pieces of food and trying them out with noises of glee and excitement.

Fox sits, sipping his delicious cup of caf, and thinks life doesn’t get much better than this.

#Mesh'la = beautiful #shebs = arse #I headcanon Fox having a sweet tooth #And sweet coffee makes life bearable #His troops always make sure to get him some #one way or another #marshall commander fox #coruscant guard #coruscant guard as family #star wars: the clone wars #fanfiction #my fanfic

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