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kaminocasey · 11 months

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The Difference (Part One)

Summary: Mereel tries to get Ordo laid, but doesn't expect to fall for the same girl that Ordo does.

Pairing: Ordo x Reader x Mereel (No Cl*necest)

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Flirting, Drinking, Suggestive language, Protective/Possessive Ordo and Mereel.

WC: 2.7K

A/N: Okay I've been tweaking this for DAYS. I'm just gonna go ahead and post it. There's definitely going to be a part two.

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“What about her?” Mereel gestures toward you as you sit up at the bar, working on your datapad, not paying any sort of attention to your surroundings.

Ordo would never say it out loud, but you’re unsettlingly beautiful. Like you’d stepped right out of some sort of painting.

“She looks busy.” Ordo shakes his head, unable to look away from you.

“Yeah, but osik… she’s mesh’la.” Mereel knocks his elbow into Ordo’s side.

This was their first night in a long time where they weren’t running mission after mission for Kal’buir or the GAR. Mereel was ready to blow off some steam, and he was determined to help his brother in the process.

“Just follow my lead, vod.” Mereel ushers Ordo along in your direction. “Excuse me, miss.”

“I’m busy.” You mutter, not looking up from your scrolling.

“I can see that. It’s just that my brother here saw you from across the room and he wants to buy you a drink.” Mereel leans against the bar, trying to showcase his most charming smile he could give.

You look up, expecting some douchey jerkwad but instead are met with two handsome clones from the GAR. You glance at Mereel but he nods in Ordo’s direction, still smiling.

“He couldn’t offer to buy me a drink, himself?” You grin at Ordo.

“Oh. I apologize-” Ordo starts.

You chuckle and click your datapad off, turning toward him. “I’m teasing. You guys are welcome to sit, if you’d like.”

“We’d like that very much. I’m Mereel. This is-” Mereel starts but you cut him off.

“Let him tell me himself.” You wink at Mereel, who unexpectedly goes warm in the face. “What’s your name?”

“O-Ordo, ma’am.” Ordo nods, going warm all over.

“Pleased to meet you, Ordo.” You continue smiling, unable to help yourself. “And you, Mereel.”

Mereel orders the drinks from the bartender when she passes by, handing her some credits. She gives a flirty smile to Mereel, but he seemingly doesn’t notice, only able to keep his eyes glued to your beautiful smile. He really intended to help Ordo tonight, but if Ordo’s okay with it, maybe they can both enjoy your company for the evening.

“Are you from around here?” Mereel asks.

“I am, actually.” You nod, crossing your legs, making your skirt go up a little further.

Both Mereel and Ordo take notice. They also can’t help the tightening of their pants.

“Do you have a significant other?” Mereel asks. You laugh. “I do not. Why?”

“Making sure we don’t have any competition.” Mereel places his arm behind you on the bartop.

“Is that right?” You laugh, turning toward Ordo. “Are you two better than any other man in this bar?”

Ordo glances at Mereel who’s just smirking at you.

“For once, I’m gonna have to agree with my brother.” Ordo finally smiles, sheepishly.

You’re completely stunned by Ordo’s smile. You’re aware that he and Mereel are clones and look almost exactly the same, but despite the scars, you can already tell the difference between the two. Ordo is more shy and unsure, whereas Mereel is absolutely sure of himself. And somehow, you’re completely taken in by both men. This is a first for you.

A loud group of women come in, who are clearly having some sort of bachelorette party, and start to get rowdy up by the bar, shouting their drink orders. You notice a few of the women already eyeing the two men on either side of you.

You look at Ordo and Mereel as you put your datapad in your bag and grab it. “Do you guys possibly want to get out of here?”

Ordo looks at Mereel for confirmation, and Ordo doesn’t even miss a beat, nodding to his brother that he was game for whatever was about to happen with you.

“We would love to, mesh’la.” Mereel offers his arm and you take it, smiling at both men, who escort you out of the bar.

You’re not sure what mesh’la means but damn, if you don’t love the way he says it. You’re just hoping it’s not some sort of insult.

“Are you boys hungry?” You ask, knowing that they were probably expecting to go back to your place.

“We’re always hungry.” Ordo finally seems to relax, smiling down at you.

“Well, lucky for you boys, there’s a great diner around the corner.” You pull away from Mereel to lead the way.

Ordo and Mereel share a look. Ordo’s says “Wow this girl is something.” and Mereel’s says “I think I’m in love.” Both men are already excited to see what else is in store for the night.

When you reach the diner, you sit in the round booth in the back corner, in between Ordo and Mereel. As they look over the menu, you can’t help but watch both of them. Mereel seems so relaxed, with his arm around you on the back of the booth, while Ordo’s not completely rigid, but you think he seems uneasy, nervous even. Both are completely endearing and you can’t help but feel tingly all over.

The server droid rolls over quickly to take your orders and then scurries away behind the counter. You’d been coming here since you were a kid, and you knew the owner well enough.

“What do you do for work?” Ordo asks you.

“I work in cyber security at the Senate Dome.” You tell them, quietly.

Ordo looks up at Mereel. He’s pretty sure they’re sharing the same thought.

It could be useful to be friends with you.

You notice them glancing at each other. But before you can ask what their looks are about, the server droid comes back out with your drinks. You take your cup of caf and add your slightly excessive amount of cream and sugar.

“Do you even like caf?” Mereel teases, smirking down at you, sipping his black.

“Excuse me. Just because I need a little sweetness added to it, doesn’t make me any lesser of a caf drinker than you Mr. Straight Black Caf.” You grin, eyeing Mereel’s cup, and then look over at Ordo, who adds one cream and one sugar. “Are you only doing that to make me not feel bad?”

“He is.” Mereel says at the same time that Ordo says “No.”

You laugh and watch Ordo take a sip. He starts to make a face, like he’s bracing for it to be too sweet, but then all of a sudden, makes a relatively delighted face. Or at least you think it’s a face of delight. It could just be tolerance.

“It’s not bad, Mereel.” Ordo shrugs, making Mereel shake his head, amused.

“Want to try some?” You hold out a sweetener packet to Mereel and he puts his hand over his mug.

“No, thank you.” He smiles.

“That’s fine. Stick to your bitterness.” You tease.

“I think I will, I prefer other sweet things…” Mereel winks and you go warm all the way from your ears to your core.

“So, you work at the Senate Dome.” Ordo says and you nod, sipping your caf. “Do you like it?”

You shrug. “It’s a job.”

Honestly, it wasn’t a terrible job. There were moments where you wondered if it was something you really want to stick with forever, though.

“Anything exciting ever happen?” Mereel asks.

You shrug. “Eh. A couple things. Like, the Separatists like to send mercenaries every now and then to cause chaos. Or when we have to go into lockdowns because of threats against the chancellor’s life.”

“Do you… like the chancellor?” Ordo asks and when you look at him, he’s looking up at Mereel with a strange look.

“I mean…” You watch as Mereel who’d been clearly glaring at Ordo above your head, looks down at you with a sweet smile. “I’m not really a fan. But what can you do?”

You mindlessly swirl your stirring spoon in your caf as you look between them.

“I’ve never been asked that before, you know.” You tell Ordo, tilting your head. He sips his caf, looking around. “Do you normally ask that on a first date?”

Ordo immediately sputters over his mug and your eyes widen as Mereel starts to crack up.

“Are you alright?” You quickly put your caf down and pat him on the back.

Ordo coughs, nervously. “I’m- I’m sorry.”

“He’s not been out in a while. You’ll have to excuse my brother.” Mereel teases Ordo, who’s still trying to control his slight cough.

When Ordo realizes you're touching him, he goes warm in the face and makes a face of someone clearly embarrassed, so you stop.

“Sorry.” You murmur.

“Don’t be.” Ordo shakes his head.

“So, what do you guys do in the GAR?” You ask Mereel, trying to change the subject to avoid embarrassing Ordo, or yourself, any further.

“We’re commandos.” Mereel answers, sipping his caf.

“And what do commandos do?” You ask, curiously.

Your lack of knowledge on the army will probably send these men running.

“We do pretty much anything. Hard jobs. Easy missions. We’re who you call when you need stealth and precision.” Ordo answers.

“My knowledge of the army is very little, unfortunately. I apologize.” You tell them just as the server droid with your food on a large tray arrives.

Ordo passes Mereel his plates, then yours, and then grabs his own.

“Don’t be sorry.” Mereel pats your knee and a jolt of electricity jolts through your leg and you find yourself leaning toward him slightly.

He definitely notices and keeps his hand there, smirking down at you. You’re about to tease him about it when you hear a familiar, yet annoying, voice say your name from across the diner.

“Oh great…” You mutter under your breath.

A concerned Mereel and Ordo follow your gaze as a tall, blond man approaches your table, glancing at the two cloned men with a certain distaste.

“Hello, Jax.” You sigh, trying your best to hide your own distaste for the man in front of you.

Jax is one of your coworkers, who works across the hall from you. He works in a bigger branch of cyber security for Galactic City. He’s normally incredibly flirty with you and doesn’t like to take no for an answer.

“What are you doing here this late?” Jax asks you.

“Having dinner with some friends.” You tell him.

“Ah. I see.” Jax puts on a fake smile and reaches his hand out to Ordo, who doesn’t take it and then starts to extend it to Mereel, who just shakes his head with a slightly scrunched face, discouraging Jax.

Clearly slightly embarrassed, Jax puts his hands in his pockets.

“Well, after you’re done here, maybe you could swing by my place?” Jax grins at you.

Mereel’s hand tightens on your knee, reassuringly and it actually puts you at ease.

“No, that’s alright.” You shake your head, honestly impressed by the gall on this man.

You’re clearly having dinner with two other, incredibly handsome, and slightly intimidating men. Was Jax actually trying this right now?

“Oh, come on, doll.” Jax nods toward the door. “Why don’t-”

Mereel cuts him off, noticing Ordo’s rigid manor and solid glare at Jax’s presence. “Jax, do you like your teeth?”

“Huh?” Jax, visibly confused, looks between Mereel and Ordo.

“Answer the question, Jax.” Ordo leans back in the seat, bringing his cup of caf to his lips as he glares at your coworker.

You notice Ordo’s leg rest against yours and you aren’t exactly sure why these men you barely know are being so protective, but something inside of you tells you they’re trustworthy and that they won’t let anything happen to you. It makes your chest feel warm.

“I- yes?” Jax answers.

“Then, if you want to keep them, I suggest you keep moving.” Mereel smirks.

Jax starts to back away, clearly unnerved. You don’t feel bad, though. You get the ick anytime he comes near you, and you’re tired of dealing with him.

“And don’t bother her again.” Ordo warns him. “Understand?”

Jax nods as he turns to leave the diner. Only when he walks out the door, do you let out a breath of relief that you hadn’t even realized you’d been holding in.

“Are you alright?” Mereel asks you, softly.

You nod. “That was… you guys are… scary.”

They seem slightly alarmed that you said that but you start giggling nervously.

“Wow. You guys should come to work with me sometime. Scare some of the other guys I work with.” You grin at both of them.

Mereel and Ordo both chuckle as you all start to eat, relaxing into easy conversation. It’s the best time any of you have had in an incredibly long time. As you eat, and even when you finish, they share humorous stories of growing up with their adoptive father, Kal, and their other brothers A’den, Prudii, Kom’rk, and Jaing. They ask about your family as well, and things you like to do in your free time you rarely ever have. It’s almost scary how easy it is with these two intimidating commandos.

“...and then because Jaing dared him to, A’den set the entire lab on fire.” Mereel recalls as he and Ordo laugh.

You can’t help but laugh along. You’ve never had such stimulating conversation in your life. It’s actually incredibly refreshing to talk to two men who aren’t incredibly disgusting and misogynistic.

“If you actually would like for us to come by your work sometime, we’d be happy to, wouldn’t we, Ordo?” Mereel asks.

“I actually would love that.” You grin, pulling out a piece of paper and writing your comm channel and work info on it.

Ordo takes it and sticks it in his pocket, grinning at you. His smile is genuinely so bright and so warm, it goes all the way to your toes.

“Can I… ask a question?” You ask, softly.

“Of course, mesh’la.” Mereel encourages you.

“Okay two questions actually.” You laugh. “What does mesh’la mean?” “It means ‘beautiful’.” Mereel answers you.

The warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body and you can’t help but feel slightly flustered. “You think I’m beautiful?” “We both do.” Ordo speaks up.

With a slight confidence, you reach over and kiss Mereel on the cheek and then Ordo.

Mereel pulls you gently by your chin back toward him and your stomach starts to flutter uncontrollably. “What was your second question, sweetheart?”

“Would you both want to go home with me tonight?” You ask him.

Mereel lets go of your chin and before you can ask if everything is okay, he loudly, but still politely asks for the check from the server droid, making you laugh.

Ordo tosses a handful of credits onto the table. “I’ll run back to the bar and get the speeder.”

“Be quick.” You tease, then squeeze his hand and before you can pull it away, he brings it to his lips.

“Yes, ma’am.” He smiles before disappearing outside the door.

Mereel grabs your jacket and bag for you, following you out of the booth, guiding you to the door by your lower back. His hand placement does something to your insides that it’s never done with anyone else.

When you get outside, you see Ordo pull up.

“That was fast.” You compliment Ordo as Mereel lets you sit in the front seat while he hops in the back.

Ordo grins at you and this time he confidently places his hand on your thigh, making you go warm all over again for the umpteenth time tonight. Flustered, you give him directions to your apartment, which is thankfully, only a few short blocks from the bar.

Nerves start to flow as you realize that you’re taking two men home with you for the first time ever. Normally, you would absolutely never do this… but with both of these incredible men… how could you choose? And if they’re willing to share, even better, right?

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kaminocasey · 1 year

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In the Moonlight

Summary: You accidentally let it slip you "Used to" have feelings for Niner. Your partner Fi doesn't seem so bothered by it.

Pairing: Niner x Reader x Fi (Clones from Omega Squad in the Republic Commando Series)

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; SMUT, Angst, drinking, threesome (mfm) (no clonecest), unprotected p in v (wrap it up, friends), oral (f and m receiving)

WC: 3.8K

A/N: My love for Omega Squad is unreal. Seriously. These books are incredible. Listened to the song "Moonlight" by Kali Uchis while writing it. ALSO: I HAVEN'T FINISHED BOOK 3 TRUE COLORS YET, so no spoilers lmao. I've just been working on this since I read Hard Contact lmao. I realize that not a lot of people aren’t gonna know the Republic Commando boys and that's okay, I just strongly urge you to read them bc they're literally SO good.

“Cyar’ika… Please come back.” Niner’s deep voice is behind you, following you out of 79s.

Your chest tightens at the term of endearment, but you ignore him, knowing that if you look at him… at those big brown eyes… you’ll end up cracking… and breaking… You should’ve known better than to get drunk with Niner… that’s on you.

“Get back here now.” He practically commands you.

“Or what?” You spit back, continuing to walk away.

You definitely weren’t expecting his fingers around your wrist. And you definitely weren’t expecting him to spin you around and pull you against his chest, only to gently grab your chin to look up at him. It’s too close… It’s too intimate… It’s too much. The flutter in your stomach is too much.

“You really don’t like to listen, do you?” He muses.

You shrug, jerking your chin away from his strong fingers. “Let go of me.”

It’s a warning. With a sigh, he releases you.

“I wish you’d just talk to me…” He murmurs.

You couldn’t talk to him… Not when you felt like this. Not when he feels like this. You start to walk away again, not wanting to stick around to talk.

“You need to tell Fi.” He calls out.

Like hell you did. “Kiss my ass, sarge.”

When you get in the cab, you head back to the barracks, knowing you’re definitely not going to be able to sleep now.

You’d drunkenly, and stupidly you might add, told Niner that you’d wanted him first… when you first became a pilot. He was who you wanted. But he was distant and weary of you, so you eventually just let it go. You let him go. Or so you thought…

Fi had taken an instant interest in you, always flirting and teasing. How could you say no? You fell pretty quick for Fi. But there was always that little tiny part in the back of your head that just couldn’t let Niner go.

“You’re back.” Fi looks up from his bunk, delighted, the blue glow of his datapad lighting up his handsome face. “Did you and Sarge have a good time?”

You wordlessly crawl over him in between him and the wall, snuggling into his side. “Too tired…”

He chuckles, placing a soft, sweet kiss to your forehead. “Well, we can talk about it in the morning.”

“Don’t want to.” You accidentally let slip out.

You dummy… Why couldn’t you have just said goodnight?

“What? Why?” He tosses his datapad to the end of the bunk and looks down at you. “Did something happen?”

You hear the door open and Fi turns his head, finding Niner strolling in. He must’ve gotten a cab right after you. You try to look away, but Fi catches on.

You’re grateful right then that Darman and Atin are gone, doing who knows what for the night.

“What happened?” Fi asks Niner.

“Did you tell him?” Niner asks, thinking that the answer is going to be yes.

“No.” You groan, hiding your face behind your hands.

“I used to like you, you know.” You chuckle.

Niner’s eyebrows raise up. “Did you?”

“I did.” You nod.

“But Fi-”

“Before Fi… it was you.” You murmur, taking a sip of your drink.

“I had an inkling.” He apologizes in a way.

“Oh. Great.” You shrug.

“Why didn’t you say-”

“Because I thought you didn’t approve of me… I was a pilot and not a clone and you weren’t the most warm person…”

“Fi was.”

You nod. Fi was the most warm. Still is.

“I’m sorry… if I could-” He murmurs.

“Don’t…” You whisper, shaking your head, unable to look at him.

“If I could, I would do something about it.” He continues anyway.

You look at him now. “Like get rid of me?”

He smiles, softly. “Like tell you that I love you, too.”

You nearly drop your drink, confused. Love? Why would he say this now, knowing that your heart lies with Fi… with his vode?

Angrily, you get up and start toward the door, leaving the bar. Walking away from him…

Fi looks between you and Niner, eyes begging for someone to tell him what’s going on. How are you supposed to tell the love of your life that you were in love with his brother before him? What if he thinks that you only chose him as a backup when that’s not what happened at all? What if he doesn’t look at you the same way again? Are you prepared to lose Fi? The answer is no. But the look on his face is so heartbreaking that you know that you just can’t lie to him.

“I…” You start, quietly, sitting up on the edge of the bunk, looking up at Fi.

Why would Niner do this to you? Why would he put you in this position?

Because he loves you and he knows that you still love him…

Fi kneels down beside you, looking at you, softly. “Cyar’ika… you know you can tell me anything.”

“I know…” You nod, trying to breathe.

Fi hands you a canteen with water in it and you take a sip and then a large gulp, just trying to figure out what to say. Honestly, the moment is incredibly sobering.

You sit the canteen down on the floor and look at Niner, who’s sitting in his bunk across from Fi’s. “Before I fell in love with you… I was in love with Niner…”

Fi lets a chuckle slip and you look up at him with furrowed brows. “I already know this. The whole squad knows this.”

Well, that’s embarrassing.

“A part of me… still does.” You murmur. “Love him, that is… And he loves me too…”

“Is that what this is about? You scared me… I thought something serious happened.” Fi kisses you on the forehead and sits next to you.

“You’re not angry?” You ask him, confused.

“Of course not.” He rests an arm around your shoulders, pulling you to him and then looking up at Niner. “I’m honestly surprised it took you this long to tell her, Sarge.”

“I don’t understand…” You pull away to look at him.

“You still love me, right?” Fi smiles.

“Of course.” You nod. “More than anything.”

“And you love Sarge, here, too.” Fi’s smile doesn’t falter even a little bit.

This is the most confusing night of your life.

“Right…” You murmur, looking over at Niner and find that he’s actually smiling at you.

Your chest tightens at the sight.

“So… we share you…?” Fi suggests, looking between you and Niner.

Your eyes return to your partner.

“You’d really be okay with that?” You ask him.

“We’re vode… we’ve probably shared worse.” Fi chuckles.

That’s both somehow endearing and gross.

“There’s no probably about it. We definitely have.” Niner chuckles.

Fi smirks and then looks at you again. “If that’s something you want, then I’m alright with it. All I want is for you to be happy, cyar’ika.”

Fi would do anything for you. There’s no question about it. He’s absolutely the love of your life. Your whole world. But it still felt like something was missing.

You suppose that something is Niner.

Squeezing Fi’s hand, you lean over and kiss him. He smiles sweetly when you pull away and then looks over at Niner.

“Well, what do you say, Sarge?” He asks.

“I’m grateful to even be in your presence.” Niner smiles brightly at you and your chest tightens again.

Fi nods for Niner to go to you and when your sergeant slides off his bunk, settling between your legs, your breath hitches in your throat.

“Is… this okay?” Niner murmurs.

When you nod, he slides his warm calloused hands over your bare thighs, your dress sliding up slightly. Niner takes notice and looks like he’s really holding back. Looking over at Fi one more time for a confirmation that he’s truly okay with this, you hold yourself back from touching the man on his knees in front of you.

“Go on, cyare. It’s alright.” He lets you go and leans against the bunk post to watch you with nonjudgmental eyes.

You turn back toward your sergeant and smile down at him as you slowly cup his face, memorizing each detail and scar to memory. The way that his eyes follow yours until they settle on your lips. He waits for you to lean in, something completely unlike Niner, who usually is a first move kind of guy.

His hands never leave your thighs as you lean in slowly, brushing your lips against his, making his eyes flutter shut. He lets out the softest sigh, and it’s clear to you that he really and truly wants this. He wants you.

Your hands slide into his hair, tugging ever so slightly, enough to make him moan. Unable to help but smirk against his lips, you tug again and his grip on your thighs tightens.

“Careful, mesh’la.” Niner warns you, opening his eyes to slide his hands up to your hips.

Letting out a soft laugh, you look back over at Fi who’s smiling kindly at you. There really is no jealousy inside of him, is there? How could one person be so kind and loving?

You reach over for Fi’s black shirt, grabbing the fabric and pulling him to you so that he crushes his lips against, his hands automatically finding your hair and pulling your face closer.

When you feel Niner’s lips on your neck, you melt instantly, groaning against Fi’s mouth. How is this real? How could you be this lucky?

Niner’s mouth travels down quickly to your lap. “Lay back, sweetheart.”

Fi guides you down to the bed but you can’t help but want to watch what Niner’s about to do to you, so you prop yourself up on your elbows, making eye contact with you. He grins immediately, taking his shirt off.

“Truly not good at listening.” Niner playfully shakes his head.

You guide him back to you with your foot. “You already knew this, Sarge.”

“You have no fucking idea what it does to me when you call me ‘sarge’.” He groans.

“Ew. I call you ‘sarge’.” Fi teases.

Niner shoots Fi a silencing look and then pulls your underwear down, tossing them to the floor and then pushes your dress up. You’re eternally grateful that Darman is with Etain and Atin is with Laseema right then.

“Take her dress off, Fi.” Niner commands him.

Fi listens and helps you out of your dress, slipping it over your body and then dropping it to the floor. Niner groans softly at the sight of you and an instant boost of confidence washes over you so you sit up and pull Niner in for a kiss.

“Pretty girl.” Niner whispers against your lips.

With a soft whimper against his lips, you run your hands through his hair, pulling him as close as possible.

“Already fucking addicted to your taste.” He groans.

“Wait til you taste her pussy.” You could hear Fi’s smirk as he talks.

You look back at him and laugh. Fi sits up to kiss you again and Niner palms your breasts, squeezing and groping you in all the right places, making you whine with need.

“I think I will.” Niner pulls your lower half down to his mouth and kisses your inner thigh, making you gasp into Fi’s mouth.

You feel Niner’s warm breath flutter over your already wet warmth, knowing that this man could only be perfect at eating pussy. You still can’t fully comprehend how you got here, in between the two men you love.

“You alright, cyar’ika?” Niner checks in before going further.

“Perfect.” You pull away from Fi to promise him, smiling.

He licks a warm wet stripe up your folds and your hand automatically flies to Niner’s hair again as you groan loudly. He chuckles softly and you glance down at him.

“Don’t you laugh at me.” You huff, breathlessly.

“Not laughing at you, sweetheart. I’m laughing because Fi was right.” He squeezes your thighs on either side of his head. “You taste fucking incredible.”

“I’m always right, actually.” Fi grins widely at you and you grip his shirt as Niner licks into your desperate cunt, building up your orgasm, already threatening to send you over the edge.

You’ve waited so long for this. You need it to last longer.

“Niner… stop. I’m gonna cum…” You whimper, trying to pull away.

Niner looks up at Fi, confused. “She normally want you to stop so she doesn’t cum?”

Fi shakes his head, just as confused as Niner is.

“What’s wrong, cyare?” Fi, brushes his lips against your bare shoulder.

You’re shaking slightly from the nerves of it all. “Nothing… I just… I want to cum a certain way with you, Niner…”

“Oh, sweetheart.” Niner brushes his fingers gently across your cheek, smiling up at you. “Lead the way.”

You pull him up on the bed with you and Fi and Fi moves to the end of the bed to give you and Niner a little space, clearly happy to watch. You guide Niner down onto his back, his head hitting your pillow. His eyes flutter shut as he breathes in.

“I guess now it’s my turn to ask if you’re okay?” You tease, straddling his lap and running your fingers down his bare chest.

His hands find your bare hips, digging into your soft flesh. “I’m great. Your pillow just smells like you and it really hit me.”

Maker, he’s so sweet when he wants to be. You lean down and kiss him again, both of you moaning softly against each other. He reaches around you and pulls his hardened length out of his pants, and you can’t help but sneak a look, raising your eyebrows at the sheer girth of him. You’d expect nothing less from Niner.

“Fuck…” You whisper and then look back at his face.

“You sure you wanna be on top, baby?” He teases.

“I’m already here.” You shrug, making him and Fi laugh.

“My girl doesn’t back down from a challenge.” Fi grins proudly at you.

You lift up slightly and then start to line your entrance up with Niner’s cock. You spit in your hand and then give his large cock a few pumps, getting his length wet enough. He groans loudly, gripping your hips so roughly you’re sure you’re gonna bruise. But you can’t bring yourself to care, you want to be reminded of tonight. What if they wake up tomorrow and realize that they don’t want to share? What if this is just in the heat of a horny moment?

You attempt to get out of your head by sinking down on Niner’s cock, and both of you gasp so sharply that you can only look at each other. Niner closes the distance and pulls you down onto him and you can’t help but clench around him already.

“Fuck…” You both murmur.

“Fi…” You whisper, holding your hand out for him to come back.

“I’m right here, baby.” Fi smiles, coming back and kissing your neck. “You good?”

You can only nod your head, words failing. How do you explain just how good your partner’s brother’s cock feels? You just can’t.

“Words, cyar’ika. Use ‘em.” Niner grits.

“I’m good…” You whisper. “I’m good.”

“Permission to fuck you now?” Niner asks, looking up at you.

“Since when… do you… ask for things?” You tease him.

You can see the look in his eyes darken and you gulp. “Move Fi.”

Fi chuckles. “Oh, cyare. You’re in for it now.”

“Huh?” You don’t have time to even finish the word because Niner has you flipped over on your back and somehow is able to push even further into you, causing all the air to momentarily leave your lungs.

“Fuck you feel so good.” Niner buries his face in your neck, breathing you in as he finds your hands, pinning them to the bed by your head.

You wrap your legs around his waist. “Please… Sarge… I need you.”

“I know, sweetheart. Don’t worry. I’m gonna give it to you.” He pulls away from your neck to look you in the face.

You know he’s just checking on you again but you need him to move or you feel like you may combust.

“Maker, baby… you’re soaking the sheets.” Fi notices.

And that’s when Niner starts to pull out, just to push back in and your eyes roll back in your head. You’re absolutely sure you see stars just from that one thrust.

“Fi, come look at this.” Niner chuckles darkly, thrusting again and again. “Got her to shut up finally. All she needed was her sargeant’s cock. Isn’t that right, baby?”

You whimper, unable to form a coherent word. Niner and Fi both chuckle again as Niner starts to pick up his thrusting, angling you perfectly so that his cock goes as far as possible into you. You’re not so sure anyone has ever been able to reach as deep into you like this. Not even Fi, as much as you love him.

“Maker, you are soaked.” Niner pulls your face to look up at him, meeting his eyes. “All for me and Fi, huh?”

You nod, weakly.

“That’s right sweetheart. Doing so fucking good.” Niner leans down and kisses you quickly. “Alright, Fi. It’s time for her to cum.”

Your eyes quickly meet your partner’s eyes and he smiles down at you, proudly.

“Aye, sarge.” Fi’s fingers find your clit and you gasp and whine, writhing against Niner, making him groan again as you clench tightly around him.

“You wanna cum on my cock, baby?” Niner kisses your neck as he releases your hands so he can pull back to sit up on his knees, still fully sheathed inside of you.

“Please…” You murmur, looking at both men with equal need. “Fi- want your cock too… Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely, cyare.” Fi leans down to kiss you before situating himself on his knees near your head so that he can start to press his cock to your lips.

You relax your jaw and eagerly take his cock as far as he’ll allow you. Fi’s been so gracious this whole time, he deserves more attention.

“Maker, I love you.” Fi caresses your hair, praising you sweetly. “So perfect for us.”

You hum around his length as you bob your head over his length in time with Niner’s thrusts, which are starting to speed up a bit as Fi continues to rub your clit so perfectly. The warm feeling starts to pool low in your stomach and you can’t help but clench again for Niner.

“That’s it. She’s so fucking close.” Niner grins down at you.

“Oh, sweet girl. Are you gonna finish all over our sergeant's cock?” Fi teases you.

You nod around his cock as Niner decides to pick you up slightly so he can slam into you at a more unforgiving pace, the slapping sounds filling the barracks so perfectly, it’s almost deafening, besides both men’s moans and soft grunts.

“Sorry, Fi.” Niner grunts as he pulls you away from Fi’s cock so that he can pull you up into his arms, picking you and slamming you down on his cock so that all you can do is go limp in his arms as he fucks up into you.

All you can do is whimper and moan, no words able to form, as Niner buries his face in your neck as he unforgivingly pounds into you.

“Come on, baby. I know you wanna cum like this. Then I can fill this perfect cunt up with my own cum.” Niner grits through his teeth, very clearly trying to hold back so he doesn’t finish before you. “Do you want my cum?”

You nod with pathetic whines, trying to beg for him.

“She makes the prettiest sounds, doesn’t she?” Fi’s behind you now, pulling your face toward his so he can swallow your sounds with his kiss and his other arm wraps around you so that his fingers can bring you closer to your finish line.

“Fuck yeah, she does.” Niner agrees.

The way they talk about you and Fi rubbing your clit so fucking perfectly is what does it, sending you over your edge, making you throw your head back against Fi’s shoulder. You make eye contact with Niner as you cum all over his cock, coating him with your essence that he finally lets go and fills you up with himself. He groans roughly as he grips your hips tightly and you start to feel the soreness in them as you come down from the absolute sex high.

When you feel Fi pull away, you feel something trailing down your back and realize that Fi finished when you and Niner did, except it’s all over your bare back and you can’t help but laugh.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” Fi murmurs with a chuckle as he cleans you with a wet towel.

“Don’t be.” You pant slightly, pulling him in for a kiss.

Niner is still buried inside of you and you’re not really ready to pull away just yet. You think he understands because as soon as Fi runs to the fresher, Niner pulls you in for another passionate kiss and you find yourself just as addicted to his taste as he thinks he is to yours. Resting your foreheads together, you close your eyes. Until he starts to pull away slightly.

“Don’t pull out.” You whisper. “Please.”

“Alright, I won’t.” Niner promises you as he pulls you down to the bed, still inside of you.

He lays against the wall with you in his arms, making room for Fi to join when he’s done. You suspect that Fi’s giving you a moment of privacy with Niner to talk.

“So, what now?” You murmur.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I think we’ve wasted enough time not being together and as long as you’ll have me, I’m not going anywhere.” He murmurs, kissing you again.

You smile against his lips, believing him. “Until your next mission.”

“Yeah, but you’ll be right there waiting, right?” His calloused fingers brush across your soft cheek.

“Until you come back to me.” You smile.

“Which I promise to keep doing.” He smiles right back.

“Both of us will.” Fi’s soft voice is behind you as he climbs into the bunk with you, resting his hand on your hip and squeezing gently before placing a kiss to your shoulder blade. You kiss both of them once more before drifting off into sleep, thinking about how lucky you are to get to experience this life with both of them. You just hope that their Kal’buir can make good on his promise and find Ko Sai in time so that you can experience a full life with them.

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