#captian howzer

notes- wrote this a while back and changed a few things from the original post on my main blog.

You were pissed. That's an understatement actually, words can't describe how angry you are. Here you are stuck in an integration room on Ryloth. You knew exactly who would be here, Captain Howzer. You let out a groan, it was supposed to be a simple recon mission. Get the details of the base for the rebellion, and get out; But here you were in an integration room. You looked around the bland room, seeing the metal table in front of you You were pissed, no doubt about that, yet you were also sad. Sad knowing you're gonna see him and see the life you had dreamt with him drift away. Back when the empire was the republic you were a mechanic for him and his men. You, of course, couldn't keep away from the captain. His charming nature and kind heart melted yours. Or it did. Now he was a captain for the empire. And he was gonna have to hurt you. You loved him, but you would never give up the rebellion secrets. You shook your head and leaned back, looking around the room for cameras. None, surprisingly. You shot up as the door opened and a surprised look riddled his handsome face. No one must have told him you were the rebel spy. His eyes softened as Rampart entered the room and started to dig into your ass. Questions on questions that would go unanswered by you. You looked down away from them and eventually the vice admiral gave up. He quickly turned to howzer, “get me my answers, I'm done dealing with this rebel scum.” A smile found your face, rebel scum. You liked that. When the door closed you looked up, “rebel scum eh, not too bad.” you declared. “(y/n) please.” Howzer started as he took his seat across from you. “ This is serious, I can't help you.” You missed his voice. You frowned, “ I know.” you sighed as you looked at him, “ I don't think we're getting out of this one cap. “ you muttered tears in your eyes. You don't know why you're crying, you shouldn't be. It was so long ago and you've lived a long life. He shook his head and got up moving towards you. He leaned down to you as he wiped your tears away. “Oh don't cry mesh’la. Don't make this harder than it has to be,” he begged of you. “I'm sorry Howzer, I can't give you that information. I can't give it to anyone.” you maintained. “(y/n) pleas-” “NO” you shouted, cutting the man off. You looked him in the eyes and exclaimed “ if I die to keep the rebellion safe, then I died fighting for something I believe in ” using knowing he worries he's told you in the past against him. He looked shocked and stood up. “You're gonna throw your life away for some rebellion?” he questioned “You've SEEN what they are doing, you know this is wrong!” you spat at him. “SO WHAT, what could I possibly do. Leave my men, You know that isn't an option.” he shook his head, “I want to leave, but I will not leave without my men (y/n)” he whispered to you. Your eyes soften as you look at the distressed man. “Then you don't leave your men,” you muttered, thinking “And how would I do that?” he questioned looking up from his hands. You shook your leg, not being able to move your hands because of binders.

“ You could be a rebellion spy, on the inside. We can get the information and provide Ryloth the supplies they need and- and you can slowly convince your men to join you. Then when the big attack happens you and your men-” You were cut off by Howzer's lips on yours. “Mesh'la, you're being too loud. The guards could hear you. “ he whispered on your lips. A hum escaped your mouth as you looked up at him, a soft smile on your face. “Is that a yes?” you asked with hopeful eyes, “It is,” he answered, a worried smile on his face. He then shook his head letting out a sigh,

“ I can't believe I'm finally doing it.” “We. We're doing it Howzer. You won't be alone in this.” you comforted him, and the worried look slowly disappeared from his face. A smile replaced it, studying your face. “I missed you (y/n), so fucking much. “ He whispered to you, holding your face gently. He gently leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips. Gentle, loving, turned passionate. “ I missed you so fucking much, all of you.” he gushed between kissing you. His hands on your body. You smiled, “ I missed you to Howzer, but the binders please.” you asked holding up your wrist to him, which he took kissing said wrist. “Wish I could but the sensors would go off if they were taken off.” he apologized. You let out a sigh, “damn, I was hoping this would go somewhere.” you huffed. He smirked looking down at you, “it still can, if you want it?” he asked. You blushed, “I would really like that sir.” you breathily answered. He then lifted you up by your thighs, putting you on the cold metal table. His lips attacked yours as he did so. He touched you all over, while you still binded hands pressed against his chest. He slowly made his way down your neck, you letting out a yelp as he pulled your shirt slightly down kissing the top of your breast. He smirked up at you and pressed a kiss to your lips quickly. “I missed those lovely noises you make, mesh’la ” he muttered on your lips. He then bent down, pulling down your pants and underwear in one swift movement. He bit his lip looking at you, he pressed a quick kiss to your bottom lips. You let out a soft groan, as he pulled the necessary armor off and pulled down his blacks. His long member sprung out. He held his palm out for you and you spit into his hand, your eyes never leaving his member. Its been too long since you've been with him. You missed him. His thick dick, not super long but definitely not short; With black curls at the base of it. He lubed his dick with your spit and rubbed a bit on your already lick entrance. He rubbed his member along your entrance and you bit back a moan. “Fuck I missed you, missed this,” he said, sliding into you. You both let out a moan. He quickly started to move. He bent over you, laying you down on the table. One hand holding your binded wrist above your head. The other was on your waist holding you as he pushed into you. He kissed you wherever his lips could reach, muffling his groans. You tried your best to be quiet, but it was hard. He stretched you in a way no one else could, and reached places others couldn't. He made you feel a way no one else could, especially when he was fucking you. “Oh, your so fucking tight mesh’la. My dirty rebel spy” You let out a loud moan at his dirty words. You muffled the following one, knowing how bad it would be if you got caught. You felt his hand move, felt your hands free of his grasp and his fingers on your clit. You let out a yelp and your moans increased. You felt yourself squeeze around him occasionally. He would groan into your neck, rubbing your clit faster. He could feel you were close and he knew he was close too. You then moaned out loudly as you came on him. After a few more thrusts he came inside of you, knowing you had the implant put in a few years ago. He pulled back slightly looking down at you, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “I love you so much (y/n)” he stated. “I love you,” you whispered to him, out of breath. He then pulled you up and pulled your pants up. He then put his armor and blacks on. He fixed your and his hair. Then he grabbed your wrist with a smirk and said “Well, let's get you out of here rebel scum.”