“When Have We Ever Followed Orders”

Echo is concerned about Tech’s marshmallow on fire 😭😭

My piece for the @thebadbatchzine !! Spooooky stories around the campfire! 3 days left to get this fanzine–all profits will go to charity! c: 

I have been fed with this beautiful fic 🥹

Would you mind doing a jealous Echo (of Hunter or Tech) x reader? 🫣

They aren’t in a relationship yet but Hunter or Tech brothers try to give Echo an incentive to ask the reader out.

Thanks 🙏🏼

The music was loud and the lights were flashing, it was a regular night at 79s and Echo was ready to relax....until he saw you.

He swore he couldn't breathe when he caught sight of you, up at the bar surrounded by your friends, throwing back your head to down your glass.

Hunter noticed right away, and nudged Tech's foot beneath the table before nodding to Echo. The newest member of the Bad Batch had been quiet all night long, and this was the first time they'd seen Echo take an interest in something that wasn't strategy on the battlefield.

Across the bar, your eyes met his, and you offered a shy little wave. Dumbfounded at his luck, Echo waved back, his eyes shining with joy.

"Are you going to buy them a drink?" Tech asked.

"Wha- who?" Echo stammered over his words as his cheeks grew hot.

"Don't deny it, vod, you've been staring at 'em for half the night," Hunter leaned back in their booth, giving Echo a clear field of vision as you laughed at one of your friend's jokes.

Echo almost stood up, then stopped himself. "You really think they'd say yes to someone like me?" He asked.

"They're at the one bar on Coruscaunt that actively caters to clones. It's not completely insane to assume they'd be interested in you."

Echo held up his scomp, "Even with this?"

Hunter sighed. Despite The Bad Batch's efforts to show Echo how their differences made them stronger, Echo struggled with his cybernetic enhancements. It made sense of course, none of them looked the way he did, and he'd only had a few months to get used to them as compared to them with their entire lives.

"Then you won't mind if I ask them for a dance, would you?" Hunter stood up and slid out of the booth. Echo made a few noises of protest that were lost to the music. Hunter winked at his brother, and expertly wove through the crowd to the bar. Echo could only watch in horror as Hunter asked you to dance, begging that you would say no. Unfortunately, you accepted with a smile that made his heart stop, and Hunter led you out onto the dance floor.

Echo shriveled back into himself, completely missing the look in your eyes as you scanned the bar for him again. But Tech didn't.

Tech leaned back in the booth and sipped his drink. "Cheer up, Echo, there's always next dance." Echo kicked him under the table.

Tech slammed his datapad on the table, "Echo, if you continue to feel sorry for yourself without even trying I'm afraid you won't get much pity from us."

"It's easy for you and Hunter, you have mesh'las lining up to talk to you everywhere we go. Of course they were gonna say yes to him!"

Tech pinched the bridge of his nose, "Echo, if they were to reject you purely on the principle of your prosthetics, then they were never worth knowing in the first place."

Silence hung over the Batch's booth as the music screamed around them. Tech sighed and picked up his datapad again, intent on finishing the scientific article he'd been reading. By the time he looked up again, Echo was gone.

Above the beat of the base, Echo could hear Hunter's discussion with you, and it sounded like you were talking about him.

"I've got this brother of mine who's helpless when it comes to romance. Would you mind giving him a few pointers?"

"I'd love to, where is he?" You asked.

Hunter turned just as Echo pulled up alongside you both, "Aha, here he is!" Hunter clapped Echo on the shoulder, pulling him towards you, "This is Echo, the GAR's most brilliant strategist."

"Thanks," Echo coughed out.

Hunter stepped aside and clapped his hands with a smug smile, "Well, I'll leave you to it!" He slipped back into the crowd, humming along to the music as the song changed.

That left you and Echo in the middle of the dance floor.

"Uh, hi. I'm Echo." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

You smiled that heart-stopping smile again. "I know. I was hoping you'd ask me to dance tonight."

Echo blinked. "You were?"

"Of course! I've only been making eyes at you all night," You teased. You took one of his arms and placed it on your waist.

"Your brother said you needed some pointers on romance?" You prompted. Echo could hardly believe you were actually talking to him, much less think of a reply. You pulled him close and gently draped your arm across his shoulders, gently swaying to the beat of the music.

"Is this okay? I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I?" You asked, all hint of teasing vanished from your voice for a moment.

Echo quickly shook his head and went for your other hand as he'd seen all the vode doing with their dance partners, only to realize at the last second that it was his scomp arm. Not missing a beat, you grasped the scomp as you would anyone else's hand.

"You're not as bad at dancing as your brother made it out to be," Your light teasing returned, and Echo was just relieved he hadn't completely messed things up.

"That's a relief," He laughed nervously, "I was afraid they'd given me two left feet."

You threw your head back laughing, and in a burst of confidence, Echo spun you back into a dip. He was pretty sure he heard a whoop of encouragement from Hunter.

The song ended, and Echo brought you back up to your feet. His own started wobbling as you gave him that smile that had been making him melt the entire night. Fortunately, you looped your arms around his.

"So this is the part where we get drinks together. Am I paying, or are you?" You tapped the skull symbol on his chestplate.

Echo allowed himself to grin for the first time all night, "Allow me, mesh'la."

Hello Zoey! Hope all is well with you. I was just wondering if maybe you could write some Bad Batch + Rex, Fives headcannons about how they would react to having a Cyare who is headstrong, bold, and outspoken to injustice. No pressure if you can't, I still love your work!🥰

Aloha!

Nothing is well, but I'm still breathing 😋 Out of spite. Thanks for asking though.

I really like the idea! I think this could be interesting with most of them. Let me see...

The Bad Batch/Rex x Reader HCs - And Justice For All

Yes, I listened to Metallica

Hunter

He shares your quest for justice, however Hunter is more the calmer, more composed part of your team. Where you might sometimes be a bit headstrong and want to get to the righteous goal at any cost, he reminds you to stay grounded.

Hunter makes sure you don't put yourself in danger, no matter how honorable your goal.

"You have to know your limits and stay within them. You do want to achieve more than just this one goal, so you should keep your head and be strategic, it sometimes takes longer or is more difficult, but more effective in the end."

He's on your side, but doesn't always agree with you about your approach. But Hunter is good at helping you direct your energies in the right direction and keep your feet on the ground.

Echo

He has a strong sense of justice and even if he is a rather quiet guy, you both have the stubbornness in common. As a soldier, Echo has also learned that there are limits, even if he is quite willing to get his hands dirty, weighing risks and benefits, especially if you are in the game, are also part of it for him.

He is always ready to fight with you for the good cause, he also takes risks, but only conditionally. Echo is not ready to sacrifice you, no matter how good the cause you are fighting for is. He knows how stubborn and risky you are, actually he is too, but when your life might be in danger, he resists.

The two of you can talk fierily about topics that matter to you, and hours can go by. You two will never get bored.

Wrecker

Oh dear. Chaos is inevitable here. Wrecker is an energetic person who likes to be carried away by people with your qualities. He always covers your back, he is extremely willing to take risks, which can be dangerous for both of you. Because your stubbornness and willingness to take risks, meet with his and as a concentrated charge tempts you not infrequently to dangerous maneuvers on the way to the just goal.

It is quite possible that close friends from the outside will try to influence you, especially people like Hunter or Echo.

"You're going to get yourselves killed if you keep this up," Hunter says sternly, and Echo agrees, "No matter how righteous your goal, no one benefits if you get killed on the way there."

Tech

He is brave, but also very clever and logical. If you want to rush head over heels into a fight for justice, you can count on him slowing you down first, reminding you that there are other ways. Tech does not do this to stop you, but to give you at least three alternative, less dangerous but at least twice as effective suggestions.

Of course, he tries to talk you out of your stubborn, dangerous ideas, as your partner he is worried about you and wants you to be safe. But he also knows that he can't change your quest for justice, he doesn't want to, he just wishes your approach would be more thoughtful.

No matter what you decide, he will not abandon you, even if you continue your stubborn plan, he will cover your back, even if he knows that he and you are in danger. Before he lets you go alone, he will always be by your side and bear the risk with you.

Crosshair

Of course, he also has a certain sense of justice, but Crosshair does not like to interfere in the affairs of others. If it were up to him, he would stay out of everything, but now you are at his side, and you can't stand any injustices you see, even if they don't affect you personally.

On top of that, you're stubborn and willing to take risks. You regularly see his eye roll, Crosshair is often annoyed by how stubborn, fiery and hard-headed you are about getting your way and helping everyone you meet.

"We can't take responsibility for every living thing in this damn galaxy".

Of course, he still helps you out, though you have to listen to a grumble or two. Actually, Crosshair only interferes in other matters when he inevitably gets involved in them, he wouldn't do that on his own. Through you, though, he doesn't have much choice, he won't let you go off on your own and risk your head.

"Found another new quest to throw yourself into? Can't leave you alone for five minutes, kitten."

Rex

Dutiful, full of sense of honor, brave and clever. You could hardly have a better partner. Rex is always ready to fight for a just cause and with his experience as a soldier he is the perfect back up.

He's not above getting his hands dirty, but he's also smart and a good strategist. Rex won't let you go headlong into danger and no matter how stubborn you are, Rex is more stubborn. He will always help you achieve the right goal, but never at the expense of your well-being or even your life.

He does the right thing because it is just that, the right thing. However, Rex does not like to be the center of attention, after work is done he retreats quickly if possible, and if possible together with you.

In Rex, you have not only a sacrificial, loving partner, but also an absolutely reliable, loyal comrade-in-arms who shares your desire for justice.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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HELLO FRIEND!!! Big congrats on the milestone, well deserved and such a fun idea!

I am humbly requesting…

Just the Way You Are by Billy Joel with Echo! You can choose whether he’s TCW or TBB. Hopefully this song can inspire some mushy gushy romance!

🌝❤️

Thank you so much! Okay soo...this got mushy, gushy, romancy and just a titty bit depressy.

I blame the hormones

Also Echo now has the longest fic 🤣 he beat Jesse

good news! you get both Echos!!!

warning: not feeling well bout self-image

Just the Way You Are

Echo x Reader

Echo huffed as you blubbered on and on. You were barely making coherent words at this point and had stopped making sense hours ago. Your beloved trooper had long since stopped trying to stop you from crying and had decided to just comfort you as you worked through what was bothering you.

In hindsight, he could have seen this coming. You'd been more critical of your appearance, more unsure of yourself and your thoughts, opinions and decisions. You'd been talking about changing your hair and you'd been more watchful of other ladies and how they were.

Echo shook his head and pulled you in close, tucking your head under his chin and rocking you gently back and forth. The two of you were on your shared bed and you were currently in just your undergarments. Your sorrow-burned flesh pressed up against his comforting bronze one. The two of you had just taken turns in the shower and were about to go to bed when this came about. When Echo caught you hatefully looking at your reflection.

"Mesh'la..." he cooed only to get a weak slap

"I am not" you grouched through your cries

"You are" he echoed stubbornly "I have never seen anything as beautiful as you."

He nuzzled his cheek against your crown as you squirmed spitefully. But your weak spiteful lashing out was less frightening to the ARC trooper than a tooka was. So with a soft scoff he held onto you tighter

"Who told you that you weren't? You're my beautiful Cyare...I'll fuck them up"

The words made a small smile sneak onto your lips for a moment before you willed yourself to stay upset. You didn't want to giggle at how silly he sounded saying such profanity, you wanted to wallow until you felt better

Echo let his body drop to the side onto the mattress, taking yours with him as a squeak erupting from your lips, and crawled above you.

You shrunk into the matress as he caged you between his beautiful bare torso and the soft sheets

"Hmm...?" he hummed as his hand smoothed over your thigh "Who said these thighs were anything but heaven?"

Your face burned and you shied away from the intensity in his gaze as his hand continued up.

"This soft belly? Who told you it wasn't comfortable and adorable?" his hand ghosted across your stomach eliciting your flesh to pebble "Or these perfect  breasts? I will not stand for my favourite spot to lay against being talked about poorly"

You squirmed as his hand caressed the swells of flesh on your chest before his touch danced across your collar

"Here? Are you sure they weren't complaining about all the marks I leave instead? Mmm?"

"I-I..." you glanced away feeling small and flustered as the blush coated your ears and reached the top of your breasts

"It couldn't be this face. The face that is nothing short of artwork" he whispered with a tender gaze. As if the very idea someone thought ill of you would cause him to shatter and turn to dust.

You began to cry anew under his praise and adoration. But your boyfriend only wrapped his arms around you and peppered you with sweet, gentle kisses

"I love every tiny inch of you..." he murmured against your lips before he pressed a kiss there "Don't wish to be anything than what you are...I love you just as you are. I'll prove it, and I'll prove it to you over and over until you can't even think a single inkling of a thought like those ever again" he swore as he lowered hinself against you and pulled the blankets up to cover yourselves for the events to come.

You yawned as you felt the lack of presence beside you in bed. You blinked your bleary eyes about the room in confusion.

Everyone else was still asleep and in their beds...so where was Echo?

"Cockpit" Hunter mumbled turning over.

He must've been woken up when Echo left and noticed your sleepy confusion.

You nodded and, with wobbly legs, stumbled across the room to the door but not before patting the sergeant on the shoulder in thanks as you passed him.

You yawned again and shuffled into the cockpit to find your lover huddled in the pilot's seat. Legs drawn up and face turned towards the sky.

It had been a long time since Echo and you had been first reunited, after the incident with the techno union that left him altered and strange. You were so happy to see him, you hadn't even looked at him past your mind registering 'Echo's alive' until much later that evening when he kept shying way from your touch.

You had begged Hunter to let you go with them, even if all you did was stay on the ship until they were done their missions, until the poor man was ready to combust from frustration. He'd reluctantly agreed at the time, but since had become a good friend like the rest of his brothers.

It took a long time for Echo to let you back near him and while things were as close to normal as they probably ever would be...situations like this would arise.

With a frown, you softly padded your way to Echo being careful not to spook him either. You neared the chair and hummed to announce yourself before draping yourself across his back

"Echo, honey...this isn't the bed" you whispered teasingly

He chuckled and reached up with his hand to pat the arm wrapped around his shoulders

"I know"

You both fell into silence as he continued to look out the front window. You leaned over and kissed his temple, mindful of the machinery that crawled across the back of his skull and over his ears.

"Talk to me" you implored with a hushed tone

"You know" he answered, his voice matching your own

Tears welled up as you clung tighter to him. Of course you knew what bothered him.

How could you not??

"I...I can't take care of you the same..." he began glancing down at the scomp that replaced his right hand "I can't hold you like I used to...I can't love you like I could bef-"

"Now that's utter nonsense" you hushed him kissing his cheek

"Mesh'la plea-"

"No, you listen to me" you rushed out letting go and spinning around to kneel before him.

Amber eyes watched you with caution, shifting about your face and stance, unsure of what you were going to say and looking absolutely terrified to find out.

Your hands delicately settled on his thighs as your teary eyes stared up at him lovingly. Your heart broke seeing his distress, your thumbs rubbing circles into the flesh that laid hidden and scarred underneath the fabric of his bottoms

"Who told yo-you...-" you choaked out

"What...?" his eyebrow cocked at your words, confused by them but concerned by your tears

"Who told y-you these perfect, strong, thighs were anything but that...?" you managed out with a sad smile.

You let your hands drag up his thighs slowly and delicately, your body leaning forward into his lap as you did.

"Who tol-told you that this skin was anything but flawless...?" your fingers trailed up his now pale stomach to his chest where you placed a gentle peck.

You could see his own eyes begin to water as recognition crossed his face

"Hmmm? Who told you that?" you whispered reaching for his hand and turning it over in your grasp.

You kissed his palm then each knuckle while looking sadly yet lovingly at him

"Who told you that this beautiful hand wasn't capable of doing anything and everything that most men couldn't even do with two?"

You gently let go of his hand and traced your left hand up over his collar and down his left arm. You took his robotic forearm and placed a tender kiss to the scomp that was now his hand

"Who said this wasn't the most amazing thing I've ever seen?" you leaned forward to press kisses across the scarred skin that connected the metal to flesh.

He hiccupped out your name as the tenderness in your words began to do him in.

You pulled yourself up into his lap trailing kisses up his neck, jaw and to his temple.

"Wh-who told you that these pretty little lights weren't my favourite spot to stare at? Hm...?"

You voice wavered as a couple tears slipped past your defenses, your lips pressing feather light kisses to the machinery and each little circle nearby

"Who told my Echo that...? Who? Who am I hurting...?" you murmured, lips just a hair away from his own.

The two of you stared at one another, both with bleary vision, before Echo surged forward. Arms wrapped around you and pulled you close as lips feverishly engulfed your own. The two of you sharing a kiss that held so many complex emotions all at once

"You're perfect...just, just the way you are. I love you so much" you whimpered into your kisses as he pulled you impossibly closer. Your fingers tugged at his frame.

You'd prove it.

You'd prove to him just how perfect he was. And then you'd prove it everyday, every hour if you had to. Until he never thought this way again.

You silently promised it as your bodies melded tight to one another.

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99 -> 100 Celebration

He deserves some good sleep 💤

He do be sleeping tho

Leave With Me

Cody x Reader

-TBB S2 EP3 fic-

Master list

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You’re an imperial officer who works with clones. Cody tells you he’s going AWOL and wants you to come with him.

(This took me a while to write because I wanted to make sure it was good enough..)

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You were once an officer for the Republic with a nice office and the sun shone through the windows.. not your office had no windows. It was drab and bland.

The one joy you got was when Commander Cody brought you mission reports every day. He always brought a smile to your face.

However today he hadn’t come to see you. You were just thinking that perhaps he was too busy or out on a mission.

It was close to the night when you heard a knock at your door. Cody walked into your office and made sure no one was following him before he closed the door. Which caused you feel a little alarmed.

“Do you not have a mission report commander?”

“No. I.. I came to ask you something”

“Of course Commander”

He sighed deeply and looked into your eyes

“You used to call me Cody.. when we were in the Republic.”

“Well.. once the empire took over you changed.. We were asked to cal you by rank. I just didn’t want to make you angry”

His face fell at your reaction. Why would he be angry at you? Perhaps he did things he couldn’t remember..

“For anything that happened.. that I did to you I’m so very sorry”

He walked over to your seat behind your desk. He crouched in front of you and put his hands around yours.

“I never stopped loving you Mesh’la. I couldn’t help the things I did.. but In the back of my head the two things I remember.. what I did to General Kenobi and my love for you.”

“Oh Cody.. please don’t cry”

His eyes were about to burst. Too many memories flooded back.

“Cyare I’m leaving. I’m getting away from the empire..”

You looked at him in shock. How would he be able to do that?

“Please.. please come with me..”

His hands cupped your faces. How could you say no.. you would go anywhere with him.

“I will. I will Cody but what will we do”

“We will find help.. Gregor escaped mine we could find him?”

“Your too optimistic for your own good”

You both share a small chuckle.

“Well. Let’s do it. I’m with you Cody”

He nodded and pulled you out of your chair and out of your office. There was already a small shuttle on one of the docking bays.

“You had this planned for a while”

“I have.. if I left without you I oeuvre come back to find you later.. but I can’t stay here anymore cyare”

“I’ll always go with you cody”

You take his hand and you walk onto the shuttle and leave the planet to find a safe space to lay low for a while.

~_~_~_~

You had both finally found Gregor.. and some other old friends.

“Rex?”

“It’s been a long time Cody. You too”

Rex looked at you and smiled

“Now. How about we get this chip removed. I’ll call the Bad Batch”

“They survived?”

“Yes. Come on we will talk more on the way”

Rex urged your both onto the ship. Cody took your hand in his and smiled down at you. This was a new beginning.. and you couldn’t wait for this new life with Cody.

I did a little redesign of Echo :D

Tech: *gets injured*

Y/N suddenly becoming a Medic:

As I was walking, something hit me with what could be “PLAN 99″. 

It makes me sad to think about, but it could be a possibility. 

What if Plan 99 is a combat strategy that the remaining Bad Batchers would do if they lost someone (💀) in battle. What if they created this plan in honor of Clone 99 after he passed away? They knew Hunter was alive which is why they went through a rescue mission, but would they have a plan if he hadn’t survived the fall?

I think that someone can either die or is so close to death where the bad batch will do anything to save them. 

I don’t like thinking about it 😨

After thinking about this lineup for some time, I’m starting to think that what they’re referring to as “Plan 99” is definitely one of the Bad Batch’s combat strategies. We saw in TCW what Hunter referred to as “Plan 82: Shockwave.” We also got Wrecker in tbb s1 ep8 say, “What about Plan 7?” It’s all a matter of what exactly Plan 99 is and how they plan to execute it. Considering it’s happening in the season finale, I think it’s safe to assume that it’s gonna be wild.

Taste of You

NSFW (MINORS DNI)

AN:  I am convinced that Echo would be addicted to u riding his face to an unreasonable degree and also he's my precious boy so I wish to praise him bc he deserves it aaa💖 this is my 2nd fic and my first Blatantly Inappropriate fic so please lmk what u think LOL

Relationships: Echo x Fem Jedi!Reader (established relationship)

Summary: When you and Echo have the night together, he's content to keep you on his face the entire evening. But you aren't about to let your poor lover go unattended...

Warnings: general smut, faceriding, praise kink ("good boy"), hand?job?

Word Count: 1.3k

“Echo…!”

A swift movement of Echo’s tongue ripped a moan from your lips. With the war raging on, it was not often enough that you found yourself here, enjoying the company of your beloved ARC trooper in the privacy of a Coruscant hotel room. But the two of you always made the most of the rare occasions when your shore leave coincided with his…

…and more often than not, that led to you in this position: sitting on the face of the most adorable man in the GAR.

Between gasps and whimpers, you glanced down at the sweet face buried between your thighs. You managed a soft smile in the midst of your pleasure. Since his return from Skako Minor, Echo has struggled so greatly to be comfortable, too wary of himself to ever relax. But somehow, whenever he was beneath you like this, it seemed his every stress and worry would melt away.

Frankly, you wondered if he enjoyed it even more than you did—and that was saying something.

Gently, you trailed your fingers across Echo’s scalp. When he moaned in response, you shivered at the vibrations that traveled through your core. He suckled and lapped at your sensitive clit, and from the sound alone, you could tell you were sopping wet.

But as incredible as he felt, you still longed for something more. Braving a glance over your shoulder, you could see just how hard he was—his length dripping with excitement, twitching at every moan you uttered. You licked your lips, knowing exactly what would sate your appetite.

“Mm, Echo…” you hummed. Your hands ran gently along his head, the soft touches you knew he loved. “Will you please fuck me, sweetheart? I want you inside of me…”

Echo groaned against you. His already tight grip on your hips tugged you even closer to him. He kept teasing you with his tongue, his eyes closed in utter bliss. When at last he broke away for a breath, he didn’t bother opening them.

“Five more minutes,” he grunted, before his mouth was on your sex once more.

You rolled your eyes. You would expect that answer from a lazy cadet attempting to sleep in during training, not the man who would sooner suffocate than miss a taste of you. But how could you be upset with him? Tenacious and stubborn, he was an ARC through and through—and that dedication showed tenfold when it came to pleasing you. And while you were pleased—by the stars, were you pleased—you only wished to take such good care of him, in turn.

But, with Echo’s iron grip on your hips and his insatiable appetite for you, it seemed you wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon. However, before you could resign yourself to another hour of riding his face (it was never, ever just “five minutes”), an idea came to you.

Echo wasn’t the only one with specialized training… and you had something in mind.

Willing yourself through the pleasure that Echo’s dexterous tongue overwhelmed you with, you managed to look over your shoulder once more. Shining beads of precum dribbled down Echo’s poor, neglected cock. Though you wanted with all of your heart to lick him clean, your mouth couldn’t reach him from this position. But that didn’t mean you were helpless.

Gently closing your eyes, you raised a hand—reaching out to the Force and flexing your palm slightly…

…and in moments, you had him in your grasp.

Almost instantly, Echo gasped, nearly choking as his drenched mouth broke away from your pussy.

“Ah… w-what… what are you…” he uttered, trying to form the words between his moans. But you quickly shushed him, settling your hips back onto his face once again and beckoning for his mouth to take you with a grind of your hips.

“Shh, it’s all right, handsome. I’ve got you…” you cooed. Your free hand continued caressing his head, while the other began to gently pump him with the Force. A smirk found your lips. “You promised me five more minutes, didn’t you? I know you’ll be a good boy and keep that promise…”

You can’t say what had Echo’s face more red—the way you were getting him off, or the sultry sweet praise you showered him with. Either way, he fell into this new pleasure quickly enough, lapping at you with renewed hunger while his hips desperately thrusted into the air.

With all the diligence of a perfect soldier, Echo kept true to his word, his tongue driving you into a stupor over and over again. All the while, you worked his length with the Force, pumping his length ever so gently—enough to drive him to his breaking point, but never past it. Each time you coaxed his cock with the perfect touch, feeling in the Force that he neared his end, you would release your hold on him—and he would be quite vocal about his distress from his safehaven between your thighs.

But as the night grew darker—as the sheen of sweat coated your trembling forms—you knew you couldn’t last much longer. Your dripping wetness painted the insides of your thighs and smothered your lover’s face, and all the same, Echo’s cock throbbed and ached. Both of you were desperate to cum, and try as you might to hold out, you couldn’t help but want to spoil that adorable man beneath you.

“Echo…!” you breathed. Gently, you tightened your thighs around his face and pressed your pussy against his mouth in the way you knew made him dizzy with delight. “Ah... please, make me come...! Good boy...”

As you rode him, you pumped him faster, feeling in the Force the way his cock twitched and swelled with excitement. With one last swirl of Echo’s tongue around your clit, the anticipation tightening within you finally unraveled. Your body seized as pulses of pleasure tore through you, and you came hard on Echo’s face.

From beneath you, Echo groaned loudly. His hips bucked desperately into the air one last time before he came, spraying hot strings of cum onto his chest and your back. Once he finished, you lowered your hand, releasing him from your Force grip. Trembling with exhaustion, he practically collapsed beneath you.

As you dismounted Echo’s face, he gasped for air, chest heaving even as you settled down beside him in the bed. His wide, golden eyes stared hard at the ceiling, as if he couldn’t believe he had survived such a taxing endeavor.

But before you could check in on him, he pulled your body close to his, meeting you in a fierce and desperate kiss. His tongue delved between your lips, and you could taste yourself on him.

When he finally broke away, he had to catch his breath again—but with his forehead on yours, he donned the biggest, warmest grin you think you’ve ever seen from your usually grumpy ARC trooper.

“I… I-I thought I was going to die,” he rasped. “Oh, kriff… we need to do that again.”

You laughed, pressing a sweet kiss to his nose as you draped your arms around his neck.

“Well, I’m glad to hear you had such a good time,” you sighed. But after a moment, a mischievous smirk appeared on your lips. “Although…”

Echo’s eyes pleaded with yours. “What?”

With a gentle flex of your fingers, the Force just barely brushed against Echo’s overstimulated cock—forcing a hiss from between his teeth as his body jerked in surprise.

“I still expect you to fuck me, sweetheart,” you whispered into his ear, kissing softly on his neck soon after.

With a wide, hazy smile, Echo could only chuckle. 

“You know I will, beautiful,” he promised. Sighing deeply, he laid on his back once more. “Just… give me five more minutes.”

Rolling your eyes, you found a small smile, making yourself comfortable against the chest of the man you adored more than anything.

AN: Thank you for reading!! please let me know if I missed anything in tags/warnings especially for a nsfw fic but most of all I hope u enjoyed!!~~✨✨