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The Bad Batch

Hunter

Hunter was staring at you again, that intense, searching look that made your stomach flip.

"What?" you asked, a nervous laugh escaping your lips and his eyes darted down to them.

He shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Just… you."

Hunter stepped forward, one hand cupping your jaw, and he kissed you. Soft at first, almost hesitant and so unlike him, until you leaned into him. His other arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against him. The kiss deepened slowly, his thumb tracing along your cheekbone. When he pulled back, he let his forehead rest against yours for a moment, keeping his eyes closed.

Tech

You were ranting about your day while Tech listened, sitting right across from you. His eyes kept darting around your face, then he tilted his head.

"Something on my face?" You asked with a chuckle.

"There… is something I'm curious about," Tech replied, his voice softening slightly. And before you could ask him what that was, he leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. It started gentle, almost analytical, before you tilted your head to slot your lips together and his hand came up to cradle the back of your head and the kiss shifted, becoming deeper and more exploratory. Tech's lips parted against yours and a soft sound escaped him. When he pulled back, his eyes were wide behind his goggles.

"Fascinating," he murmured, his voice slightly rougher and deeper than before.

Wrecker

You were cuddled up against Wrecker, watching a movie, head leaned against his shoulder. When it ended, you sat up and made to move away but Wrecker kept a hand around your frame.

"Uhm… I—" he stuttered, eyes finding your lips, "I mean, can I—"

"Yes, Wrecker," you smiled and Wrecker did the same before leaning forward and cradling your face in his hands like you were something precious. Then your lips met — a little clumsy at first, a little too much teeth — but then it softened. He poured everything into it; all his warmth, his affection, and his overwhelming joy, and when he pulled back, he was grinning like an idiot, eyes shining.

Crosshair

Crosshair was quiet, watching you from across the room while he cleaned his rifle. "You're still here," he said flatly.

"Where else would I be," you teased with a smirk.

He scoffed, putting his rifle away and crossed the room in three fluid steps, stopping right in front of you. His eyes searched your face before his hand came up to tangle in your hair and then he kissed you. It was sharp and demanding at first, all teeth and hunger like he was trying to prove something. But then his grip loosened and his other hand found your waist. The kiss turned desperate, almost vulnerable as he nipped at your lower lip. When he finally pulled away, his breathing was uneven and his forehead pressed to yours.

"Damn you," he muttered but there was no bite to it anymore.

Echo

You were both sitting next to each other, gazing out onto the sky filled with stars, a comfortable silence between you with Echo's hand on top of yours. Until Echo turned to you, his brows furrowed, "Can I… May I kiss you?"

You nodded, breath catching. Echo kissed you gently, a careful press of his lips, but when your hand came up to rest on his chest, he melted. His scomp wrapped around your back, nudging you closer and the kiss deepened, your mouth parting against his tongue. When he pulled back, he let out a shaky breath, a small, genuine smile spreading across his face. "You…" he whispered, "You are amazing."

Commanders

Wolffe

He was standing by the viewport, arms crossed and jaw tight, the muscle jumping under the skin. The mission had gone sideways, and he'd nearly lost you. He hadn't said a word since you got back.

You walked up beside him, your shoulder brushing his. "Wolffe. I'm fine."

He turned, eyes blazing with fury. "You almost weren't," he hissed, his voice was a low growl, rough with barely contained emotion. "I can't—" He stopped, jaw clenching again.

Then his hand was on the back of your neck, pulling you forward. The kiss was hard and demanding, more teeth than anything else as he poured all his fears and frustrations into it. His fingers dug into your hair, his other arm locking around your waist, crushing you against his chest plate. But then the tension bled out of him, and the kiss softened, became desperate and needing. He broke away with a ragged breath, his forehead dropping to yours.

"Don't ever do that to me again," he rasped.

Fox

Fox glared at your lips as if they had personally offended him.

"What?" You laughed.

"They're a distraction," he muttered before placing a hand on the back of your head and bringing his lips to yours. Your breath caught at the intensity of his lips against yours that were almost desperate, even vulnerable in a way. Fox kissed you with a ferocity that revealed how long he had waited to do this.

When the two of you parted, Fox was breathing heavily, eyes still closed and a tension running through his face before it finally, finally dropped for the first time since you had met him.

Cody

"I'm so tired of this, Cody," you whined at the prospect of working even one more second, dropping your head onto the table.

"Poor you," Cody's voice was soft and he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead while brushing your hair from your face. "Better?" He asked with a small smile.

"Mh, nope. I need more," you demanded and Cody was happy to oblige your wishes, tilting your chin up and this time, connecting your lips. You gasped in surprise and Cody chuckled against your lips, continuing to kiss you with a confidence he brought to every aspect of his life.

Mayday

Mayday was leaning against a wall, watching the snow fall outside, his expression hollow. You'd found him like this more and more lately; lost somewhere far away. "Mayday," you said gently, touching his arm.

He blinked, coming back to himself. "Sorry. Just… thinking."

"It's okay. I know it's hard," you whispered.

Something cracked in his eyes. He turned, cradling your face with both hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks. The kiss that followed was achingly tender, slow and reverent, like he was afraid you'd leave if he pushed too much. He poured everything into it; every sleepless night, every battle, every moment he'd come back to find you still waiting. His lips moved against yours with a desperate sweetness, and when he finally broke away, his voice was barely audible. "Thank you for being here."

501st

Rex

You placed a hand on his chest, smiling at Rex's flustered face before it suddenly hardened. He wrapped and arm around your waist and pulled you into a kiss. You gasped and his other hand came up to tilt your face slightly.

Lips slotting perfectly against each other, he pressed his body against yours. It was neither bruising nor gentle but something perfect something right in between.

When he pulled back, his cheeks were bright red and his gaze dropped to the floor, a sheepish smile on his face. "Uhm… sorry."

You laughed slightly, "It was amazing, Rex."

Fives

Fives was leaning against the wall, arms crossed with that infuriating smirk on his face. "You know," he drawled, "you've been staring at me for a solid minute. I'm flattered, really."

You rolled your eyes. "In your dreams, Fives."

He pushed off the wall and closed the distance in two easy strides. "Funny you should say that," his voice dropped and the teasing edge softened into something warmer. His hand came up to brush a strand of hair from your face. "Because you're in all of them."

Before you could formulate a response, his lips were on yours. It started slow, almost gentle in stark contrast to his usual bravado. But then you melted into him, your fingers curling into his chest plate, and he groaned softly against your mouth. His hands found your waist, pulling you impossibly closer, the kiss deepening with a desperate, unspoken longing. When he finally broke away, his forehead pressed to yours, his voice rough. "Told you. Every single one."

Jesse

He was pacing, running a hand over his head, clearly worked up about something. "I don't know why I'm even— this is stupid, I should just—"

"Jesse," you interrupted, catching his arm. "Breathe."

He stopped, looking down at you with wide, vulnerable eyes. "I can't. Not when you're looking at me like that."

You tilted your head, confused. "Like what?"

"Like I matter," he whispered, the words tumbling out before he could stop them.

Then he kissed you. It was urgent and a little clumsy, all pent-up emotion and weeks of dancing around each other. His hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened, his lips parting against yours with a soft, desperate sound. He kissed you like he was afraid you'd slip away. When he finally pulled back, he was breathless, a shaky laugh escaping him. "Okay. Yeah. That's... that's what I was trying to say."

Kix

Kix sat with his head in his hands, tired from seeing his brothers suffer. You took one of them into your hand, kissing his knuckles before wanting to press a kiss to his cheek. But before your lips reached his skin, Kix turned his head and captured your lips in a kiss.

You gasped in surprise before leaning into it as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you to him, desperately trying to get as close to you as possible while his lips moved against yours.

Once Kix pulled back, he immediately buried his face in the space between your shoulder and your neck.

"Stay… please," he muttered against your skin.

Dogma

"I dare you to kiss me," you blurted out with a smirk and Dogma furrowed his brows.

"What… why?" He looked taken aback.

"Just because. I know you want to but maybe—" Before you could finish, he pulled you close and crashed his lips against yours.

It started a little stilted, barely a press of lips against each other at first but then you tangled your fingers in his hair and tilted his head and your lips slotted together just right. Dogma let out a small sound and tentatively began moving his mouth more.

It wasn't perfect but it was your Dogma.

Tup

"Something wrong?" You asked as Tup refused to meet your eyes when you were sitting next to each other.

"No, I just… I wanted— I mean, can I…?" He gestured vaguely in the direction of your face and you chuckled, nodding. Then Tup leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to your lips, barely more than a soft — albeit a little clumsy — touch. You smiled and encouraged him again and each time, the he became more confident.

His hands found your body and carefully, almost reverently traced its shape when he finally pulled back. "Thanks," he muttered, a smile grazing his face.

Misc.

Howzer

Howzer took your hand in his, as the light of the candles from your dinner reflected in his eyes. He lifted it to his lips and began pressing soft kisses along your knuckles.

"You're beautiful," he muttered, looking up at you through his lashes before straightening and pulling you closer until you could feel his hot breath against your lips. "May I?"

Your breath caught and you were only able to nod before he captured your lips in a gentle yet claiming kiss. His other hand tangled in your hair and you let out a soft sound as he deepened the kiss. The two of you only parted mere seconds to catch your breath for the rest of the night.

Gregor

"You know what would be crazy?" Gregor asked, a smile on his face that always meant trouble.

"What?" you chuckled, preparing for whatever idea he had in mind.

Gregor crossed the few steps towards you and grabbed you by the waist before crashing his lips against yours. He chuckled against your lips, hands running over your body as if to memorize its exact shape.

He wasn't easy to draw! The Commander grumbled and moved all the time and as I dared complaining, I got the death stare. But he stayed like a the champ he is.

Close up on Commander Gruff for the better feeling of being judged. Properly. Bare with me!

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