clone characters when they have to answer their commlink in the middle of sex (my headcanons)
a/n: duty callsā¦
fem reader
warnings: sexual content
hunter canāt switch off his bedroom voice in time for responding to his comms. his voice is thick and dripping with sex even with just a hoarse āyeah?ā that he answers under his breath, his eyes flicking down at you as he slows his thrusts but doesnāt fully stop. he inhales roughly and rubs your swollen clit, barely listening to whoever is on the other side of this conversation. you squirm and whimper from the stimulation, feeling his pulsing cock move in and out of you with a teasing, dragging motion where you can feel every last vein and inch.
tech sighs exasperatedly and reaches for his commlink, only stopped when you say, āyouāre seriously going to answer that?ā he looks down at you like you just asked an obvious question and holds the flashing device in front of your face. āperhaps you would prefer taking this, then?ā he says as he rolls his hips forward, smugly watching your mouth drop open in a breathy moan. his lips are slightly curved when he leans down and kisses your jawline, whispering, āiāll only be a momentā before answering with a colder, sharper tone. āyes?ā
wrecker grunts at the sound of his commlink beeping and draws away one of his hands from your hip. he still holds you firmly with his free hand, bouncing you on his thick, heavy cock as it wedges itself deep against your guts, hitting you in all the right places. āsorry, baby, have to take this,ā he mumbles before answering with a growl in his tone when he barks out, āwhat do you want?ā you grab his shoulders and try to slow yourself, but he just starts thrusting his hips upward, and you drop your face into the crook of his neck with a gasp.
crosshair presses a long finger against your lips and narrows his eyes at you, silently shushing you. āi donāt have all day,ā he hisses in a low and raspy tone. he feels you trying to roll your hips against him, greedily seeking more friction from this disruption. he slowly smirks at the opportunity to tease you, like itās that easy. if heās gonna be interrupted, he might as well make the most out of it. and he does, intentionally dragging the conversation on as your muffled pants get heavier and more pathetic against his touch, staring down at you smugly.
echo gasps and sinks into you abruptly, startled by the sound of his comms going off. you moan from the sharp pressure of his cock bottoming out inside of you, not giving you any time to adjust. āfuck, iām sorry,ā he murmurs, kissing you softly. he reaches over your head to grab his commlink. you watch his face contort into a deep scowl when he answers, āthis better be important,ā visibly irritated with whoever had to interrupt you two. but his expression softens as you cup the side of his face, and he turns his head to steal a quick kiss to your palm.
wolffe is quick to grab your hips and turn your body over. he pushes your face into the pillow to muffle your breathy moan as he reenters you with a slow and deep thrust, his voice even deeper when he answers his beeping commlink. āmake it quick,ā he orders, somehow still able to keep his voice level and demanding, like heās not currently fisting your hair to control the slick, heavy movement of your bodies. his fingers squeeze in warning at the intensifying sound of your soft cries, but you feel him fuck into you harder, like heās testing how good and quiet you can be for him. you donāt even know when he finishes his conversation until he turns you back over and kisses you, murmuring, āgood fucking girlā¦ā against your lips.
fox lets out a frustrated groan of irritation and clamps a firm hand down on your mouth. āiām busy,ā he snaps into his commlink, his eyes piercing into yours as you stare up at him, your eyebrows scrunched in a desperate pout, just barely able to silence your noises. his hips snap against yours at a hungrier pace at the helpless look you give him, and he doesnāt break his gaze away from you even while saying, āiāll be there in a fuckinā minute.ā then the line goes silent, and he slides his hand down to grip your jaw, mildly impressed. āhm, not badā¦ā
cody fucks you a little slower, just enough to catch his breath. āgrab that for me baby, will you?ā he groans, his big, beefy biceps braced around your head. you whimper as you reach around for his commlink and hold it to his face. he exhales his next order with a slight grunt, spreading your legs out wider. āneed you to be quiet,ā he murmurs, ācan you do that for me?ā you stare up at him and nod. he nods back slowly. āanswer it for meāiāll do the talkinā, just press itā¦ā he commands gently before hardening his whole demeanor in the blink of an eye.
mayday flips your bodies so that youāre on top of him. the change in position makes you gasp, and he pushes up into you with a soft but stern look in his eyes. ākeep ridinā me baby, donāt stop,ā he says to you quietly, leaning back to let you use him as he answers his comms, muttering, āi have a feeling youāre about to waste my time.ā he keeps his eyes on you, watching how your tits bounce and your back arches while you roll your clit into the head of his cock, grinding down on him in a way that feels so good to you, ācause he always puts you first.
rex has been sick and tired of his brothers cockblocking him for laughs, and now someone is interrupting his much needed alone time with you. he doesnāt need to say much to express his despair as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, groaning loudly. āfuck, i should take that,ā he mumbles. āmm, then take it,ā you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist, which makes him dig his cock into you deeper. āuh-huh, nice try,ā he whispers in your ear, turning your bodies over so he can keep fucking you on your side and he can grab his commlink.
fives groans and drops his head to your chest mid-thrust. ātell āem iām not here,ā he mutters. you giggle softly. āyou want me to answer it?ā you reply. he glances up at you and pushes himself into you further, holding your flushed, heavy-lidded stare. your nails dig into his back at his movements. āyou think youāre up for it?ā he teases in a low voice, slowly resuming the hungry rhythm of his hips. you throw your head back and gasp, āoh, youāre such aāā and he chuckles deeply. āyeah, tell me in a second,ā he says right before pressing to answer his comms.
kix is always on-call, itās like you can never get a moment with him alone in peace. youāre honestly used to it at this point, but he feels bad every time it happens. he pauses inside of you with a heavy exhale and whispers, āsorry, baby, one secondā¦fuck, you look so pretty just like thatā¦ā he canāt take his eyes away from you as you lay under his body, your body warm and naked, squirming when he brushes his fingers over your nipples. you arch your back as he plays with them while he answers his comms in a concerned tone. āis everything okay?ā
jesse grunts in annoyance and mutters, āgreat fuckinā timingā in your ear. he reaches to answer his commlink, slowing down his hips against yours, but he quickly clamps a hand over your waist to stop you from rolling your hips, knowing youāre trying to tease him in this compromising moment. he squeezes his eyes shut and throws his head back, his throat tightening from the way he swallows hard, his tone strained. āno, iām listening,ā he says into his commlink, looking down at you with a look in his eyes that tells you to expect paybackāthatās a promise.
hardcase is so unserious sometimes. heās breathing hard as he answers his comms, startling you when he turns the device over to you, pointing it right under your lips. āitās for you,ā he teases. your eyes widen at him, and you pinch his bicep hard, mouthing, ānot funny!ā but he thinks it is, chuckling under his breath before he takes control over the conversation again. you glare at him, only bringing out a wider, goofier grin from him as he continues to move his hips against yours, this time more lazily and slow. āuhh, yeah, iām kinda busy right nowā¦ā he says.
gregor sighs against your lips, drawing your bottom lip out with a playful tug before he pulls away to answer his commlink. your legs are spread out wide, taking every inch of him, but your bodies seem to be frozen in time while he stares at you, furrowing his eyebrows a bit. you nearly die watching him fumble for a response. ānoāiām not aloneāā he sees you shaking your head furiously so he says, āi mean, yeah, i amā¦ā and he grabs your face with his free hand, holding you still to stop you from distracting him, both of you trying not to laugh.
howzer presses his nose against the side of your face, inhaling deep and slow before he grabs his commlink roughly, like heās pissed but doesnāt want to show it. he stares at you, his gaze serious. ānot a sound, alright?ā he tells you as he strokes your cheek, waiting for you to nod before he answers it. he pauses a bit, seeing if youāll keep your word, and then he starts thrusting into you again, lifting your leg over his shoulder to hit you deeper. you press your hand over your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut, proving to him that he doesnāt have to stop.
emerie kisses the inside of your thigh as sheās going down on you, murmuring, āis that mine? or yours?ā you dig your fingers into her hair and moan, āoh, who caresss, fuck āem.ā she sighs quietly and shakes her head, looking up to see that itās her commlink. you whine in protest when she answers it, āemerie speaking,ā but you fall silent when her dark gaze flicks toward you sternly, reminding you that she can take charge when she wants to. she slips her soft fingers inside of your pussy and gently strokes the inside of your walls, watching you fall apart.
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