Rebels Rex my beloved

“Rex, what's wrong?” You finally asked, already looking for his hazel eyes, Rex avoiding yours.”You feel… distant” you said. 

“Nothing,” he lied, “I’m just tired, that’s all.” 

Captain Rex was many things, but he wasn’t a pretty good liar. Used to a life of being straightforward and honest, lying was an art he never mastered. 

An interrogator droid wouldn’t need to use truth serum on him, only by the sound of his voice it would know he was lying. 

And you… you knew him well enough

“Rex.” you called softly. “You know you can tell me.”

He went silent. His eyes never met yours but even so, you could tell he was thinking, measuring his words before even pronouncing them. You stood there, laying on top of him, gently caressing his chest, encouraging him, yet giving him the time and space he needed.

After a pause, he left out a defeated sigh. 

“Why me?” He questioned, finally looking at you. His eyes, for once, filled with both doubt and sadness, not the usual confident look on them.

“What do you mean?” you mumbled.

“Why did you choose to be with me? I mean you are young, smart, brave, not to mention gorgeous,and well, I am old and my body is not what it used to be” Rex said, a strange tone in his voice. He stopped for a moment before continuing, but this time in a lower tone, almost as if he didn’t want to say those words out loud  “You could be better off with someone else.”

His eyes avoided you once again

Oh. So that’s what this was all about.

Rex doubted, not of you, of course, but of himself. He doubted he was the one you should be with, especially since there were so many other men in the rebellion, more handsome, funnier, maybe smarter, but most important, they were younger than him. 

And even when you always told him how much you loved him, Rex couldn’t stop thinking maybe you needed someone else… someone your age.

But there was no way you would do that. Of course there were other guys but they weren’t Rex, no one was as strong as him, as sweet, as fun. No one else could make you feel as loved as the captain did and you had never loved someone as much as you loved your beloved Rex.

And now, he looked so helpless, so insecure, not the usual confident soldier he was. You hated to see him like this. 

Gently, you took his face between your hands and softly pulled him to look at you.

“I don't want someone else,” you assured him, “ I want you Rex. None of that matters to me, I love every single thing about you.”

You wanted to reassure him you would never change him, tell him how much you loved him…  show him just how much he meant to you. And you knew exactly how you would do it.

"You are perfect, Rex." you reassured him before capturing his lips on a soft kiss. “So perfect,” you said, moving to place a kiss on his bearded cheek, then one on his jaw followed by a little whisper on his ear, “I'm gonna show you just how perfect you are.” and with that you continued to place your lips on his neck, then his shoulder, slowly making your way down his body.

Leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses all along his broad chest and down his abdomen, kissing every single scar that adorned his tanned skin, making sure to show him just how much you adored him.

You couldn’t help but smile at the shaky breath that escaped from his lips when you started to move further down.

"Cyare-" he hissed, when you reached his already hardening cock. With a swift yet gentle move, his hand found your cheek and stopped you, prompting you to look at him. “You don’t have to.” he started but was cut off by your hand gently stroking him, a little moan escaping his throat.

"Shh, let me take care of you, love." you cooed, looking back at him through heavy eyelashes. Making his heart skip a beat and his cock twitch in your hand. Maker, he was certain you were going to be the death of him if you kept looking at him like that.   

After an approval nod from the soldier you slowly started to lick the sides and tip of his cock before enveloping him with your mouth. 

“Osik-” he cursed and throwed his head back, enjoying the feeling of your wet hot mouth around him.

You wanted to make him feel just how much you loved him, you wanted to make him feel good and worship his whole body. 

You made sure to show him how much he meant to you with every lick and every twist of your tongue, making him groan with every bob of your head. Soon the captain was at your mercy as you  started to move faster, his hands instantly falling to your hair, keeping you in place as you continued to work him. It didn't take long for him to start  bucking his hips up, loud moans and groans echoed through the room as a signal of his release getting closer and closer.

He called out your name when he came, eyes closed in pure bliss, throwing his head back on the pillow and  spilling his seed on your throat with a loud grunt.  Proud of your work, you did your best to swallow every drop before getting him out of your mouth. 

"Damn it, cyar'ika." Rex panted, trying to catch his breath after the pleasure you just gave him. Looking down, he found you laying your head on his belly, a faint tone of pink painting your cheeks.  

A mischievous grin curved the Capitan's lips, a hidden plan on them. You knew that smirk just too damn well, you knew he was plotting his next move.

“C´me here,” he commanded softly and he guided you to lay on top of him, your legs on each side of his hips. The captain caressed the side of your face with one of his large hands, taking a moment to admire your features before pulling you in for a passionate kiss. He could taste himself in your tongue, but he didn't mind. As he continued to deepen the kiss his other hand traveled and caressed your naked body, pulling you closer and closer to him. You could feel him pressing against you, hard and wet for both your saliva and his cum.

"You are too good to me. I don't deserve it", he told you.

"Yes, you do, my love", you assured him, placing a kiss on his lips before gently pushing yourself up so you could have a better look of him, "You deserve the world, the stars, hell… you deserve the whole galaxy."

And if words would not convince him maybe your actions would.

Slowly, you lowered your hips down until you met his hard cock and slowly guided it to your entrance. The feeling of his cock sinking inside you made you close your eyes and curse as you tried to relax and take him full, the captain proudly chuckled beneath you.

Once you adjusted, you slowly started to move your hips back and forward, keeping a nice and steady rhythm,  making you both moan at the pleasant sensation. 

Stars, he looked gorgeous like this,  sweat glistening across his tanned skin with a soft shade of pink dancing over it. Looking up at you with those beautiful amber eyes. He was a sight for sore eyes. And you wanted him to know, wanted him to see himself the way you saw him: perfect.

"Look at you Rex, beautiful..”, you praised as you continued to rock your hips, “Fuck, you look so gorgeous…", your voice full of lust and appreciation as you started to pick up the pace, moaning as the captain beneath you throw his head back in pleasure once again,  "So good, you make me feel so good.” 

And with that the captain groaned loudly before he  grabbed your hips and  thrust upwards, hard. Something about telling him how good he was had always seemed to make Rex go wild, and tonight was no exception.

"You are killing me, cyare." He said pulling you closer and finally taking some control after letting you take care of him.

His grip on your waist tightened as he began to guide you, urging you to go faster, thrusting his hips up with precision and skill that had you seeing stars in a second. You pressed your hands flat against his chest for leverage, speeding up the roll of your hips as you both chased your release. Filling the room with the sounds of your combined ecstasy.

Both stayed quiet while you calmed down, letting out small breaths and sighs, foreheads pressed together and eyes closed. After a moment your beloved captain guided you to lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, his arms carefully enveloped your frame, keeping you close. A content humm escaped Rex's throat as he watched you get comfortable in his embrace. You stayed like this for a time,  simply enjoying having each other close.

"What did I do to deserve you?" He finally mumbled once you caught your breaths, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You only chuckled a bit, looking up at him from your place, taking a second to stare directly into his beautiful amber eyes, before you spoke in the sweetest tone he had ever heard.

"Yeah, sorry about that,"  you nervously ran a hand  through your hair, "I ran into Chopper  and I had to convince him not to say anything." 

Kallus let out a little laugh, getting up from the speeder and walking closer to you.

"Well, then" he said before lifting your chin with his fingers to pull you into a quick passionate kiss. "Shall we?" he softly asked when you parted.

Kallus gestured towards the tiny house and after an agreement nod from you, the imperial agent guided you inside. There was no need for words, you both knew what you came here for and there was no time to waste. 

The moment you crossed the door you were in each other's arms. Hungry lips devouring yours as if you were the air he needed to breathe. 

You were pinned against the wall, his large hands traveling down your body, sending shivers down your spine and making a hot sensation invade your body. 

You didn’t realize until now just how much you’ve missed his touch, gently for a man like him. After so many rotations apart, you missed Kallus more than you would like to admit, missed his hazel eyes and the way they seemed to devour your body, his hungry lips all over you and the way his sideburns tickled in your neck. Missed his scent and the sound of his voice whispering just all the things he’d do to you.

Kallus carried you to the bed you had spent many passionate nights on. Gently letting you fall on your back with him on top of you, his lips always glued to yours in an intoxicating way. But it was not enough, you needed his touch, you were yearning to feel his skin against your own. You wanted him out of his clothes and fast.

You began to remove his uniform starting with the chest plate, the only piece of armor he wore, unclasping it and letting it fall to the floor. Your hands wandered all over his clothed chest until they found his belt that you easily undid, soon his shirt joined the pile of clothes on the floor, leaving the agent bare from the waist up. 

When you reached the hem of his pants Alexandr withdrew from you, just enough to look at you, taking your hands on his and pinned them against the mattress to the level of your head in a quick motion. His move called you by surprise and had you wondering if you had done something wrong. You gave him a questioning look.

"Eager, are we?" Kallus beamed. 

"Fuck you." you told him, annoyed, rolling your eyes. How could this man be so charming and annoying at the same time? 

"I intend to, dear." He said quite calmly, clearly amused, "now, let's get you out of those clothes."

The imperial agent helped you undress, and unlike you, he took his time, carefully removing each piece of clothing that covered your body, worshipping every piece of skin that was revealed to him until you were bare beneath him.

"You're perfect." he said, taking a moment to admire your naked frame under the pale moonlight. "So perfect," he repeated as he placed a light kiss on your lips before pulling you into a more heated kiss, wrapping one strong arm around you, keeping you close while his free hand roamed all over your naked body as your tongues danced together.

His lips traveled from your neck, down your chest and abdomen, leaving a small trail of marks in your skin that you knew you would have to hide tomorrow, but tonight it didn't matter. Tonight the world outside your secret place didn't exist. When you were with him there was no war, no Empire, no rebellion. Just you and him.

You could feel your breath hitching as he was getting closer and closer to the heat between your legs.  His sideburns tickled against your inner thighs where he pressed light kisses before his warm mouth traveled south.

Soft moans escaped your mouth as his skilled tongue devoured you, making you arch your back and close your eyes in pleasure. Your hands falling instinctively on his head, your fingers tangled in his golden locks, keeping him in place where you needed him the most.

He was playing a wicked game, torturing you with his tongue and hands, pushing you closer and closer to the edge just to leave you hanging one step before falling into the pleasure he knew you were seeking and no one except him could give you. 

"Kal-" you cooed, but he paid you no mind, he was too focused enjoying the delicious sounds that came out of your mouth. As a matter of fact he enjoyed teasing you until you were practically begging him to do more, he loved to hear you desperate for him, "Kallus, please-"

He finally looked at you smirking. Lust coating his hazel eyes.

"Please, what, my little rebel?" he asked, coming back up to meet your begging eyes.

"P-please" you murmured. 

"Sorry, darling, I couldn't hear you," the agent thrusted against you, making you gasp in anticipation, when did he take off his pants?, you didn't know and certainly didn't care, you were focused on how hard he was against you , "what did you say?" 

Bastard. You wanted to tell him but you knew he would only make you wait longer, and though having his mouth between your legs was amazing, right now you needed more, you needed him. So you swallowed your pride and gave the imperial above you the satisfaction of hearing you begg. 

"Please Alex, I need you." you whimpered. Your voice heavy with need and desire was enough to show him just how much you wanted him. 

Pleased with your answer, Kallus aligned himself with you, stroking his hard length on his hand a couple times before he started to slowly push inside you, making you both gasp at the pleasant sensation, he kept pushing forward, inch by inch until he was fully settled inside you. 

Alex gave you a few seconds to let your body adjust to him. No matter how many times you had done this with him, the stretch was always breathtaking. Even though he appeared to be a cold blooded man, with you he was sweet and tender yet so passionate, making sure you were comfortable and felt safe when he was with you. As soon as he felt your body relax around him, he started to thrust in and out of you.

The agent kept a slow steady pace, peppering kisses lazily over your shoulder and neck. Showering you in praises and loving words that he saved only for you.

Your hands snaked around his back, pulling him impossibly close to you, urging him to go deeper, your lips meeting once again in a passionate kiss that quickly started to become more and more desperate, and so did his thrusts.

The sound of skin in skin mixed with soft moans echoed through the room as he thrusted inside you again and again. One of his arms leaning next to your head supporting his weight as the other one held your leg up to his waist, sending waves of pleasure through your body with each skilled roll of his hips. His dirty blonde hair falling over his handsome face while he fucked you senseless. Maker, this man was going to be the end of you.

The combination between the way he touched you, so rough yet delicate and lovingly, was driving you crazy in all the best ways, pushing you towards the edge.

"Kal-" you managed to say between heavy breaths. The familiar feeling of release dancing on your lower stomach, threatening to explode at any moment.

You were close, he could feel it by the way your muscles started to tense and the way you arched your back, eyes closed and mouth parted in bliss. So perfect. The sight of you in this state woke something primal, almost animal in him that made him lose what little self-control he had left, speeding up his hips, filling you with endless pleasure.

The imperial agent set a ravaging pace, his hard cock hitting all the right spots that had you seeing stars and screaming his name like a mantra, your nails digging into the flesh of his back as  you came undone in his arms. It was paradise.

"That's it, sweetheart" he said, speeding up his hips, seeking his own release, "Fuck!" Alexandr grunted as his thrusts got sloppy and finally he came in you. Whispering praises in your ear.

He rested his head in the crook of your neck as both panted. You stayed like this for a time calming your breaths and enjoying the aftershocks of your climax. Once you were more relaxed he pressed a quick peck on your lips and rolled over to the side, resting his back on the mattress, his gentle hands pulled you closer to him,  you instinctively rested your head on his chest, listening to his still quicken heartbeat as his hand drawn little patterns on your hip. Both stayed in comfortable silence, just enjoying having each other close. These were the moments you treasured the most.

After a time, Kallus let out a soft hum, you turned your head to look at him and found his beautiful hazel eyes staring down at you tenderly.

"What?" 

"I missed you," he confessed. 

You chuckled, surprised how fast this man could go from a serious imperial official, to a hungry lover and now a soft, gentle kind of lover. For a moment you also thought he was just messing around with you but the way his eyes shimmered could only mean the truth.

“Me too:” you told him sincerely. Your body belonged to him in these rendezvous, and after all those meetings with him you were sure your heart too belonged to him.

He gave you a small smile and held you closer to him, his hands gently caressing your hips and back, running his fingers through your hair until you fell asleep.

And for a moment it seemed like the world outside these walls vanished and a sense of peace invaded the room. 

You walked impatiently from side to side along the corridor outside the medical bay, waiting for news about Kanan. He had been there longer than you’d like but he needed medical treatment and you knew it but that didn’t stop your mind from overthinking.

Finally, the door opened with a soft hiss, revealing Kanan lying on the medical bed, fresh bandage around his eyes. You rushed inside the tiny room and soon reached his side.

“Hi.” you mumbled. Carefully, almost afraid to disturb him, you placed one of your hands on his shoulder.

“Hey.” Kanan greeted you.

"How you feeling?"

"Been better" He told you, he even forced himself to smile just so you wouldn’t worry even more about him.

“The patient is stable. Though I’m afraid the eye damage is permanent.” The medical droid added. “Aside from that and the burns he suffered, he seemed to be in good condition. Will be fine in no time.” The droid informed before leaving the room.

You sat on the side of his bed, watching his bondaged face in silence for a moment, processing the information you had just received.

“Kanan, I’m sor-” you started but Kanan cut you off.

"How's Ezra?" He said.

"It's a lot to take.” you told him, the poor kid was suffering more than anyone, blaming himself for what happened. “Hera’s talking with him. He’s strong, he’ll be fine.”

“He will. Just needs time.” Kanan spoke calmly.

“Kanan, what happened?” The question came out of your mouth in a mixture of sadness and worryness.

The Jedi took a couple of breaths, remembering the horrible events that happened in the dark temple before he spoke again.

"We were ambushed." He explained, "Ahsoka and I were separated from Ezra. By the time we found him again, he was accompanied by a sith lord. Not long after, the inquisitors and Vader arrived " he told you, it was clear this was difficult for him, he spoke slowly, trying to sound as calm as possible but he had to stop for a moment before continuing with his story.

"I was stupid enough to let my guard down" he added. You could see the pain, frustration and sadness over his face "I could have done something, my instincts told me something was wrong and I ignored it" Kanan sighed trying to control himself. "I was blind even before I lose my sight"

"Hey, stop that" you softly said, taking his face between your hands trying to calm him down, "It's not your fault, you were outnumbered, it's a damn miracle you are alive"

After moments in silence he spoke again.

"I guess you're right, thanks"

You leaned over and put him a hug only parting away to place a kiss on his forehead before turning your attention to his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" you asked, carefully reaching for the end of his bandage.

"Not really," he mumbled.

"Can I?" you asked, holding the tin fabric between your fingers. Kanan nodded in response.

Carefully, you took the blindfold off his face. You saw his face for the first time since he returned to the base. You examined the pink scar along his eyes and nose, delicately tracing it with your thumb, afraid of hurting him.

But the thing that caught your attention the most and made your heart ache were his eyes. Those beautiful teal-blue eyes that you adored so dearly seemed to be a bit lighter and opaque now.

“So, how bad is it? Please tell me I don’t look like a jawa now.” He asked, a tiny bit of a teasing tone in his voice that made you smile.

“No, no!” you chuckled “You look fine, still looks like you just… a bit different. Maybe you should grow a beard, it’ll drag the attention away from your eyes.”

“Maybe I will”

There was an exchange of soft laughs between the two of you and for a moment everything seemed a bit more relaxed, almost normal. Like Malachor never happened.

"Well, at least we know your sense of humor is still intact." you told him.

Kanan instinctively reached out for your face but stopped midway, hesitating.

You took his hand on yours and guided it to the side of your face, leaning on his palm. Both stayed silent for a bit, just enjoying having each other close.

You were grateful to have him back, but still the thought that you might have lost Kanan didn't leave your mind.

"What's wrong?" he questioned, interrupting your thoughts, as if he knew what was going on in your head. He didn't need to see to know that something was bothering you, he knew you well enough.

"Nothing, it's just... I'm glad you made it out in one piece," you confessed, "I love you, Kanan"

He pulled you close until his lips brushed yours, softly, delicately. The familiar and calming sensation of his touch slowly allowing you to let go of all the worries you had. He was right there with you, alive and that was all that really mattered to you.

"I love you too, (y/n)" he told you once you parted, foreheads resting together and a little smile on his lips. You shifted a bit to leave a faint kiss on each of his eyes before pulling back.

"I should let you rest." you said as you started to get up.

Kanan's hand on yours stopped you from moving further "No, wait!"

He wanted you to stay, having you near made him feel calm, safe.

"Stay with me.. please?"