SOMEONE OPEN A FUCKING WINDOW

SOMEONE OPEN A FUCKING WINDOW

Ok I’m going extra filthy for this one! 😜

92. “Fuck, knowing that you’re walking around filled with my cum has me so hard.”

With…….Cody. 🤭

👀 Oh my…well let’s jump right into it, shall we?

Pairing: Cody x fem!Reader

Warnings: piv sex, creampies, dirty talk, Cody 😩

Word count: 595 (new record!!!)

“Be a good girl, and hold yourself open for me,” Cody instructed, as he bent you over his desk.

“Cody, I have a presentation,” you whined, your heated skin chilled by the surface of his desk against your face and the plastoid of his armor against your thighs.

“Relax, you won’t be late…unless I have to remind you how to behave,” he replied, his voice soothing, even as his gloved hands dug into your hips with bruising force.

You complied, reaching back and holding yourself open to invite him to take what belonged to him. You hadn’t had enough time to prepare though, and despite how slick you were, the stretch as he filled your cunt was enough to drive you insane. As his hips met your ass, driving his cock into that perfect place deep inside, a moan of sheer pleasure escaped you.

“I love how you sound, little one, but I need you quiet.”

Cody proceeded to push two of his fingers past your lips, not even bothering to remove the glove. Obediently, you sucked on them, letting them muffle your desperate moans.

“So good for me, aren’t you?”

You nodded, whimpering as he pulled back, letting you feel every inch of him before sinking back inside of your wet heat. The presentation was driven further and further out of your mind with every thrust.

“Play with yourself, mesh’la. I need to feel you coming for me.”

Eagerly, you shoved a hand between your legs, gathering as much of your slick as you could before rubbing well practiced circles over your sensitive clit.

Cody growled softly, as he rolled his hips, and felt your walls beginning to flutter around his length.

You trembled beneath him, whining around his fingers for permission.

“Cum for me, cyare,” He instructed, and you happily tumbled into the abyss with a muffled groan of relief.

The rhythmic clench of your walls around his cock, pulled Cody into the depths of pleasure alongside you. Hot ribbons of his release filled you, marking you as his just as he intended.

There hadn’t been any time to clean up, and while every moment under Cody’s skilled hands had been absolute bliss, you knew what you looked like.

Lips swollen, lipstick faded, a mark on your face where an errant stylus had been trapped beneath you. You’d clearly been handled and quite roughly.

“Fuck, knowing that you’re walking around filled with my cum has me so hard,” Cody said quietly, as the pair of you made your way to the briefing room.

A shiver raced down your spine, as he offered for you to enter ahead of him.

You just needed to get through an incredibly short explanation of what was needed to stock up the med bay, and which droids needed replacing and why. Five minutes tops.

You spoke quickly, and efficiently, doing your best to ignore Cody, leaning against the back wall, and watching your every move. In contrast to your appearance, Cody looked perfectly regal as always. Like he hadn’t just had you bent over his desk begging to cum. Like your panties weren’t currently in his pocket.

You shifted under the weight of his gaze, the heat in your body rising with every passing moment. You cleared your throat, resisting the urge to fan yourself, as you completed your presentation. Four minutes. Perfect.

You were nearly home free, but then General Kenobi invited you to walk with him to the bridge. The smirk on Cody’s face was so smug, you suspected he’d known this would happen all along.

thank you for the kinds words 😭🫶

and please, ask away!

holy shit guys! i’ve hit 200!! 🥹

i cannot express how amazing it feels, i appreciate you all so much <3

in light of this i’ve decided to do two events to celebrate!

celebration: OPEN

Event One: Get to know me!

rules: send me an number (or a couple) from the list below! make sure to send it in my asks

favorite character?

favorite ship?

favorite platonic duo?

what other fandoms do you follow?

current favorite song?

favorite color?

other hobbies?

do you have any pets?

minimalist or maximalist?

summer or fall?

favorite holiday?

favorite food?

random song recommendation?

current tv show binge?

what sign are you?

last time you cried?

favorite time of day/night?

favorite book?

what planet would you want to live on in universe?

ocean or mountains?

favorite place?

cats or dogs?

favorite childhood movie or tv show?

last embarrassing thing you did?

irrational fear?

last movie you saw in theaters?

introvert or extrovert?

last concert you went to?

favorite concert you’ve been to?

Event Two: Music Mood Boards!

rules: give me a song and a character and i’ll make a mood board centered around the vibe of the song and the character!

note: i have decided not to include ships in this because of complications issues so please only send me a character, platonic groups are welcome though (ex. 501st, Bad Batch, etc)

thank you for celebrating with me! i am very grateful and i look forward to what you guys send in :)

pls be mindful that it may take me a couple days to complete mood boards due to life getting in the way <3

we all know i’m a sucker for rex

but i’m an even bigger sucker for sub!rex

and my love you fucking nailed it with this piece 🫡

2. “I don’t think you’re supposed to use the Force like that.”

w/ Rex and a Jedi!Reader 🫣

💙💙-Sev

SEV! I hope you're proud of what this request did to me!! You know I'm weak for Rex, but Rex AND a jedi!reader??? Please take this (surprisingly emotional) filth, I hope you like it.

Rex x Jedi!reader 18+ content, minors DNI 800 words (exactly!? dang) Warnings for: blindfolds/sensory play, sub Rex, soft dom reader, inappropriate use of the force, Deeja caring about the ~emotions~ of the sexy times.

The role of a clone captain was…complicated.

On one hand, he was an officer, a complete authority who could make his men fall in line with nothing but a look. On the other, he was bred to follow orders, blindly, if his Jedi demanded it. But the longer Rex served with Skywalker, the more he felt in control. Of his mind, of his body, his destiny. Skywalker, Tano…you, none of his Jedi had ever made him feel like he didn’t have agency.

So, the Captain grew accustomed to being in control. 

Rex never knew the pleasures that could come from being vulnerable. He was always in charge, always leading and giving orders, never weak, never at anyone’s mercy. And he certainly never thought he would want to be put under anyone’s control.

Until he was with you.

Yes, you loved handing the reins over to him, you loved giving him the chance to be in full command, to show him you were his in every sense of the word. That he could have anything he wanted from you, and you’d beg him to take more. However, you also loved taking care of him. Loved taking him apart in every sense of the word and showing him pleasures he couldn’t even dream of.

Logically, he knew he was still in your quarters, knew he was safe, that there was nothing that could hurt him here. Still, having one of his essential senses taken away, being cast into darkness sent his skin tinglingly, his ears ringing. His nerves were clawing at him, hissing that danger lurked near by, that he needed to correct the loss before he-

“Shh, you’re alright, Rex, I’ve got you.”

Your voice was there to calm him, hands soothing him with their touch in an instant, like always, sensing anything and everything amiss in his heart and soul.

The Captain almost whimpered at the way your hand stroked his hair, the way it traveled down to cup his cheek, thumb running lovingly along his lip. The blindfold was still so new, but the feel of you put him at ease like warm water on a cold night.

“I know,” was all he managed to choke out, and even that was lost to your kiss when you pressed your lips to his. 

He knew his senses of smell and taste hadn’t actually increased, but, having to rely on them in the absence of his eyes made the scent of your skin and sweetness of your lips all the more intoxicating. 

That’s what made him whimper.

Rex felt you smile against him and you slid your hand from his cheek to cup his neck, pulling him deeper into the sensation of you. His skin tingled when you ran your other hand down his naked back, fingers barely gracing his flesh.

But then, he felt something else, another pleasant, warm touch across his chest, grazing his pecs, brushing his nipples to draw another whining sound from him. Rex lost all control of his noises when a fourth sensation ran through his hair, making his scalp tingle delightfully.

Only then did you release his lip and he almost lost his will to speak as you covered his throat in gentle, nipping kisses. No, what made him lose his voice was the fact that your hands and the other ghostly touches were still moving across his body; holding him, stroking him, lavishing him with attention that made his neglected cock ache.

“Fuck- cyare,” he breathed, and if it wasn’t for the ecstasy coursing through him, he might have winced at how needy he sounded. “I- I don’t think you’re supposed to use the Force like that, like a toy-”

He let out a guttural moan when a feather-like sensation brushed along his shaft. Maker, he was glad that the blindfold soaked up the tears that sprang to the corners of his eyes.

“Oh?” your tone was teasing, and he turned his head into the sound on instinct, needing to fill all his remaining senses with you as much as possible. “Are you complaining, Captain?”

Rex swallowed hard, barely resisting the urge to buck his hips forward into whatever it was you were doing with your divine gifts. He couldn’t even tell if it was that, or your actual hand that gripped his ass cheek when he didn’t answer right away.

“Rex,” your warm breath brushed his lips, “talk to me, do you want me to stop?” A light, reassuring press of your own lips to his, “Tell me what you want, my love.”

Another desperate sound left him before he could form the words, but thankfully, they came quick enough at your encouragement, “Don’t stop, cyare, please, I need you, all of you.”

And by the force, did you reward him for that.

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PERFECTION

Sweet Like Sugar

Summary: He's a frequent visitor to your pastry shop on Coruscant. He's not just there for your delicious cakes.

Pairing: Jesse x reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, innuendos galore, food, oral, Jesse eats pussy like a man starved, definitely an OSHA violation or several

A/N: Umm yeah. You're welcome.

MASTERLIST

You back into the counter behind you, hands gripping the plastoid on his shoulders for support. He’s still in his armor, his helmet deserted somewhere on a table. He tastes like the pastry he’d been eating as you closed the shop, always happy to help you clear leftovers. He doesn’t get many opportunities to eat real food, much less sweets. He devours your mouth like he did the pastries you gave him, his hands trailing down your back until they reach your hips. 

He comes in every time they’re on shore leave. Sometimes he brings others with him, sometimes he comes alone. They’d shown up randomly one day, the first clone troopers to grace your humble little pastry shop. You’ve come to look forward to their visits, sporadic as they are. 

You mostly look forward to seeing Jesse. 

He was not your type, but yet, he managed to charm his way into your heart. Those big expressive eyes, his sweet demeanor, the politeness with which he regarded you. Maybe it was loneliness, or maybe it was the way he looked at you like you were something special. Like you were more than just the pastry shop owner that gave them free pastries when they came to visit. 

It hadn’t taken long for him to start staying as long as he could, and then past closing. He did it to make sure you were safe as you locked up the shop, but you knew he just wanted to spend as much time with you as he could. 

You’re not sure exactly when things had pushed past the physical barrier, but you weren’t complaining. Jesse is more than happy to give, and you were never left unsatisfied. 

His lips leave yours, trailing down your neck. Your head drops back, giving him space to work as he licks and nips at your skin. He claims you always taste sweet, coated in sugar from hours of baking and frosting and drizzling and sprinkling. You think you probably taste like sweat and a hard day’s work. 

His hands move, dexterously untying your apron from the back. He pulls away long enough to toss it on the counter behind you, his mouth returning to your throat, slowly working its way lower. You sigh his name, fingers tracing the plastoid armor covering his body. He’s so big, so broad and thick as he presses against you. What you wouldn’t give to peel the armor off, to see him and feel him as he is. 

He sucks a mark onto your collarbone before he’s pulling away, dropping to his knees in front of you, the plastoid armor clicking against the tile floor. “Need to taste you.” He says, his hands tugging at the waistband of your skirt. 

“Please, Jesse.” You whine, pressing your hips forward into his hands.

He smirks, tugging your skirt down, one hand closing around the back of one knee to help you step out of it. He grips the other knee, pulling your skirt off entirely before tossing it on the counter with your apron. Your underwear is soaked, knowing exactly where this was heading as soon as he snuck behind the counter. He had waited patiently as you’d cleaned up, even sweeping and mopping the floor for you. He was always so sweet, always so helpful. 

He slips your underwear down your legs, tucking them into a pocket on his belt. His hands trace up your legs, squeezing your thighs before he’s pulling them apart, widening your stance. You press back against the counter, hands closing around the edge for support. His hands continue up your thighs until they’re closed around your hips, holding you as he leans forward. 

He trails kisses down your pelvis, pressing a kiss to your clit before he’s closing his lips around it, sucking. You gasp, grip tightening around the counter behind you. He groans, licking a stipe up your slit before he focuses on your clit again, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. 

Jesse eats pussy like he eats pastries, like he’s trying to devour you to get to the sweet cream inside. 

He sucks on your clit again, your knees buckling at the sensation. You haven’t touched yourself since you saw him last, far too busy to allow yourself such pleasure. You also know it’s not going to be the same. Nothing is ever going to compare to him, to that mouth, those skilled fingers. 

“Kriff, Jesse.” Your hand shoots out, clutching the back of his head. 

“So sweet.” He moans, suckling at your clit. “Just like sugar.” 

Your eyes roll back as he flicks his tongue against your clit, your hips pressing closer to his face. He swirls his tongue around your clit, strong hands holding your hips still as he relentlessly teases your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. 

“Gonna cum,” You gasp, head falling back as he doesn’t let up, closing his lips around your clit as he drives you over the edge. 

He shifts lower, mouth closing around your pussy as he slurps at your release, nose bumping against your clit as he works you through your orgasm. You’re panting, chest heaving as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you until you’re shaking with overstimulation, legs threatening to give out. 

He pulls away, chin shining with your slick as he stares up at you. “So sweet.” He groans, licking his lips, squeezing your hips as you gain control of your legs once more. “Always so sweet for me.” He stands up to his full height, pressing you back against the counter. He leans into your neck, tracing his nose along your skin until he reaches your ear, warm breath fanning over the sensitive skin. “I’m going to take you home, lay you out like a dessert and taste every inch of you. I’m going to devour you until the only thing you can think of is my name and how good I make you feel.” 

You whimper quietly, hands lifting to grip his arms for support as your legs turn to jelly once more. “Is that a promise?” You whisper shakily. 

“Oh, sweet girl.” He chuckles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “It’s a guarantee.” 

Taglist:

@kaminocasey @rosechi @mxkyrie @bobaprint @star-trekker-0013 @padawancat97 @bamfahsoka @rain-on-kamino @annoyinglylegendarygoose @lune-de-miel-au-paradis, @wolffegirlsunite @dukeoftheblackstar @starrylothcat @blueink-bluesoul @freesia-writes @anxiouspineapple99 @wings-and-beskar @dystopicjumpsuit @littlemissmanga

can we talk about how jesse was the one who tagged ahsoka the first time when training and then jesse was the one who led the search party during order 66

holy shit guys! i’ve hit 200!! 🥹

i cannot express how amazing it feels, i appreciate you all so much <3

in light of this i’ve decided to do two events to celebrate!

celebration: OPEN

Event One: Get to know me!

rules: send me an number (or a couple) from the list below! make sure to send it in my asks

favorite character?

favorite ship?

favorite platonic duo?

what other fandoms do you follow?

current favorite song?

favorite color?

other hobbies?

do you have any pets?

minimalist or maximalist?

summer or fall?

favorite holiday?

favorite food?

random song recommendation?

current tv show binge?

what sign are you?

last time you cried?

favorite time of day/night?

favorite book?

what planet would you want to live on in universe?

ocean or mountains?

favorite place?

cats or dogs?

favorite childhood movie or tv show?

last embarrassing thing you did?

irrational fear?

last movie you saw in theaters?

introvert or extrovert?

last concert you went to?

favorite concert you’ve been to?

Event Two: Music Mood Boards!

rules: give me a song and a character and i’ll make a mood board centered around the vibe of the song and the character!

note: i have decided not to include ships in this because of complications issues so please only send me a character, platonic groups are welcome though (ex. 501st, Bad Batch, etc)

thank you for celebrating with me! i am very grateful and i look forward to what you guys send in :)

pls be mindful that it may take me a couple days to complete mood boards due to life getting in the way <3