a possible thot for your sin saturday (i hope it's still saturday where you are lmao what are timezones)...having to step in and distract cody b/c he's working too hard??? -- alderaani
hiii bridget! yes it’s still saturday dw :) i do love me some cody so thank you for this ask. @alderaani
-cody is always working. he has a poignant sense of responsibility with him; his men have been through so much
-he is always fighting back against discrimination and bureaucracy to get them the supplies and recognition they deserve
-usually he can hide his exhaustion because it’s normal at this point (i, too, would be worn out babysitting working with general obi-wan kenobi)
-sometimes, though, he goes too far: his hands start shaking, he forgets extra blaster packs, he’s not flirting bantering with obi-wan
-that’s when you step in. you know he won’t listen if you tell him to rest so you take matters into your own hands
-you sneak into his office one night after the rest of the unit has drifted off to sleep. he’s still there, of course, his 10th cup of caf sitting untouched & forgotten next to the stack of data pads
-Cody is so engrossed in his work that he doesn’t even notice your entrance until you sit down in his lap
-“you shouldn’t be here, cyare, what if the others see?” his voice is gruff and low, but the words are slow, stuttered by lack of sleep and he kisses your cheek anyway
-“i don’t care,” you say & start kissing your way down his jaw. your passage is somewhat hampered by his armor, but he still clenches his arms around your waist and his eyes flutter closed in pleasure
-you start to nibble around the edge of his jawline, traveling up to the shell of his ear and tugging it gently between your teeth
-“come to bed, baby?” you whisper.
-your boldness is rewarded when he shudders and inadvertently bucks his hips into you. “please?”
-that is what gets him. Cody needs only the barest illusion of control and he’s crumbling at your feet, standing up so quickly that you almost crash into his desk
-Cody catches you and lifts you up, placing you on the desk and nestling between your legs
-“who said anything about needing a bed?”
