Captain Wilco X You - Blog Posts
Did i just torture myself? Yes.
Was it worth it? Yes.
Rushed Promises
Pairing: Captain Wilco x F TK!Trooper!Reader
A/N: S2 BAD BATCH SPOILERS!!! (I guess?) Anyone else fall in love with Captain Five Minutes of Screentime??? Lol. I did. Instantly. Anyone else still in denial and almost certain he could survive that fall if there's a body of water at the bottom of that frame????? No? Just me???
Summary: You spend the morning with Wilco before he has to head out.
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Established Relationship, SMUT, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, fingering, fluff, angst at the end
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“Don’t get out of bed.” You beg, quietly.
Wilco starts to sit up and pull his clothes up off the floor so he can get ready. You have a better idea and start to pull him back to you in the bed.
“I have to, mesh’la.” Wilco kisses you on the forehead, smiling at how beautiful you look in the dim light of the lamp. “I have a lot to do today, unfortunately.”
You nod sadly, understanding.
“So do you.” He playfully smoothes out the crease between your eyebrows to make you stop frowning.
He’s right. You’re supposed to be running drills with the newbie TK troopers while Wilco and his men are supposed to be heading to Serenno today to gather up Count Dooku’s war chests and ship them out to wherever they were supposed to be going. Honestly, at this point, you stop asking questions. You don’t get paid to ask questions.
“Do you have time to-” You start but you don’t even get to finish your question before Wilco travels down your body, smirking up at you once he settles between your legs.
He knows you so well at this point.
“Always have time for this.” He hums, kissing your inner thighs. “So pretty in the morning. How could I resist?”
“Don’t want you to.” You grin.
You spread your legs even more for him as he moves the cover away from your naked body. Wilco slides his hands up your body, gently massaging your thighs that are sore from your drills you ran the day before.
“Feel good?” He asks, sliding his hands up even closer to your warmth.
You’re already wet from the implication of what his hands have planned for you.
“Mmhm.” You sigh, letting your eyes flutter closed.
“Nope. Eyes on me.” He quietly commands you.
“Yes, captain.” You smirk, looking down at him, knowing that calling him that gets to him every single time, no matter what he’s doing.
Wilco groans and immediately throws his plans to the wind as his mouth desperately latches onto your clit, causing your back to arch up off his bunk. You internally thank the Maker that Wilco has his own quarters.
“Fuck, Wil…” You moan.
He hums against your warmth, still massaging your thighs. Your hand flies down to his hair, trying to hold onto him as his tongue sends fire grazing throughout your entire body. A fire you know so well that you’d live engulfed in flames as long as they were Wilco’s flames.
“So wet for me, aren’t you?” He praises you, flicking his tongue across your clit as he inserts a finger into your soaked hole.
You nod, eagerly. “All for you, baby.”
“You taste so fucking good.” He continues licking into you as he thrusts his finger into you while his other hand continues kneading at your thigh.
“So good with your hands.” You praise him, tightening your grip on his hair. “Fuck… and your mouth.”
He smirks against your pussy and you know he’s trying to make you feel as good as possible since he’s going to be gone for a couple days on Serenno.
The wet sounds of your cunt fill his small room and your hips buck against his hand, knowing your edge is nearing, but trying to hold back for him to give you the okay.
“You wanna cum, pretty girl?” He teases, starting to rub that spongy part of you that only Wilco could reach. “Wish you could feel how perfectly you're clenching around my finger.”
“P-please… Wil…” You beg and plead, whispering his name like a prayer.
“Alright, cyar’ika. You can cum.” He gives you permission and then continues sucking on your clit, making you feel like you may combust completely.
With his permission, you feel your orgasm hit you like a coil snapping and you cum for him, moaning his name so loudly that he has to let go of your thigh to cover your mouth.
“So fucking beautiful.” He eases his finger out of you and sits up on his knees, so he can start pumping his length over your naked body.
Mesmerized by his perfect hands, you watch him and you can’t help the warmth that travels throughout your body as you stare at your partner with absolute love and adoration.
“You are.” You murmur as you sit up so you can be closer to him.
Wil stares down into your eyes as he continues working his cock, expertly. Unable to keep your hands to yourself, you slide them over his ass and up his back, raking your nails down his back, knowing how it spurs him on.
“Fuck, your hands feel so-” He starts to groan but is cut off by a knock on his door.
“Captain Wilco, we’re loading up now.” A voice of another clone trooper says on the other side, having no idea what his captain was really up to.
“Give me five.” He practically barks.
“Yes, sir.” You hear the retreating footsteps.
Quirking an eyebrow, you look up at him amused. “Only five?”
He groans roughly as he pushes you onto your back, leaning over you to crush his lips to yours, and in one fluid movement, pushes into you, making both of you moan against each other’s mouths, hotly.
“I only need two.” He chuckles and starts thrusting into you at the most unforgiving pace he’s ever fucked you.
“Spend the other three holding me.” You smirk.
“Always.” He promises you.
Slamming his hips against your ass, gripping your thighs, he does as he promises and cums, moaning against your neck, holding your thighs tight enough you know you’re going to bruise.
“Pussy from the Maker, I swear.” He laughs as he slows his thrust, slowly pulling out of you so he can hold you.
You roll your eyes with a laugh and let him pull you into his arms and pepper your shoulders with kisses.
“I’ll miss you, you know.” You murmur, kissing his strong forearms.
“I’ll be back, I promise.”
The thing about promises, though? Sometimes, they get broken.
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