#clonelove

Hunter

He is passionate, sensual. But he is also very sensitive, considerate and adapts. Hunter knows how aroused and excited you are, but he also senses the underlying fear that's smoldering there inside you. "There's nothing to be afraid of". He is naked next to you, in all his glory. Beneath his tanned skin, hard muscles, but his touch is gentle, purposeful, tender. Your eyes fall to his crotch and you swallow. "Are you okay?" he inquires cautiously, looking at you. "Sure," you say evasively. "Are you sure?" "Of course." Hunter is pretty well hung, his cock long, thick. Your fingers gently feel for it, feeling the heat radiating from it, eliciting a soft, sigh. When he finally lies over you, his hard length pressed against your body, your heart beats up to your throat. He kisses your shoulders, your neck, your face and whispers soft words to you. "My love, my beautiful, you don't have to worry, I'll be gentle, I promise". And Hunter keeps his word. As he brings his tip to your gate, you automatically tense up, but he patiently pauses, kissing and caressing your tension away. Finally, very slowly, he penetrates you, pausing after every inch, kissing you, praising you. "Look at you, so beautiful, you're doing great, darling, taking me so well".

Hunter is in no hurry. Spending this time with you, exchanging these intimacies, is a privilege that he fully enjoys and treats with respect. He would never intentionally hurt you, and he does everything he can to make you feel comfortable and let go. The fear will quickly evaporate, and you can be sure that Hunter will give you a lot of pleasure.

Echo

You kiss each other. Heat has spread between you and you have undressed each other. Now you lie there naked, Echo gently kissing every bit of bare skin he can reach. You're like putty under his lips. As exciting and stimulating as the whole thing is for him, he is still very attentive. He doesn't miss your glance at his hard length, which admittedly, is far larger than you expected. He sits up, takes your hand and gently pulls you onto his lap. "Come here sweetie" He looks up into your face. You see the dilated pupils, you know what he wants, and you want it too. But you're unsure, his size has unsettled you. "I know what you're thinking. I've seen the look on your face," he says softly. Again your gaze travels down, between you, there stands his cock erect, thick and long. Echo gently places a finger under your chin and lifts it. "That's why I pulled you onto my lap. I think you should have full control the first time. You decide how deep and how fast we go. Agreed?"

You nod, the idea makes sense. You lift your pelvis, and he guides his tip to your wet opening. Very slowly, you lower yourself onto it. You immediately feel the stretch, it's overwhelming. Your thighs tremble. Echo moans softly, he has to hold on to himself because even for him the feeling is intense. He nevertheless gently kisses your sternum, your collarbone, your neck, your chin and whispers, "You don't have to rush, take your time". Bit by bit, you sink further down, taking him in until he fills you completely. The feeling is so intense, so overwhelming, not just physically. Echo breathes heavily beneath you. "Good girl, you're doing wonderfully," he says breathlessly. With Echo, you never have to worry or feel insecure. Be open with him, don't pretend, and the two of you will have a wonderful time.

Wrecker

He is sweet, playful and gigantic. Of course, Wrecker knows that his physical build is a challenge for you, he behaves accordingly. The foreplay is long, and he spoils you very much, he sucked on your pearl until your thighs trembled around his ears. With two of his thick fingers, he has fingered you very carefully and stretched a little in gentle scissor movements. You are more than wet, but Wrecker also has lube ready just in case. Several times he offers you that you do not have to do that, that there are other wonderful ways to satisfy each other. But you insist, today is the day, you don't want to put it off any longer. "You'll be gentle, won't you?" you ask, a little uncertainly, nonetheless. He puts his hand on his heart and says, "Of course, beauty." Wrecker is really gentle, he is much more skilled than it might seem at first glance when you look at him. Besides, he is in no hurry, every tenderness he exchanges with you is a feast for him.

As your bodies unite, his thick cock nudges your gate, your whole body tingles. His slow advance is accompanied by gentle words and kisses. Wrecker takes his time. He communicates with you, seeks eye contact, wants to be sure that he does not hurt you. You are always in good, caring, big hands with him.

Tech

It took forever for you to get close at all. Tech has been rather reserved and reserved about being physical before you got close. He sometimes has a reserved shyness about him that others might find exhausting or annoying, but not you. You find him incredibly sweet, and you like that he's not one of those who has to rush everything. In the meantime, he has thawed out. He loves to cuddle, gentle kisses, little caresses. He is a spider monkey, some part of his body is always wrapped around you when he is near you and gets the chance. One of your cuddle moments has now led to a hot make out session and you feel that heat has risen not only in you. Tech is not wearing his armor during your hours of cuddling, and there is an unmistakable bulge in his pants as your tongue slides over his lower lip. He's pressed up against you, his kisses a little more fiery than before, his fingers suddenly everywhere, even under your clothes. Before you know it, you're both naked. You pause and look at each other.

"That was quick... and surprising," Tech says quietly, glancing down at the pile of clothes you've carelessly tossed aside, "But that doesn't mean we have to have intercourse, I don't want you to feel obligated for any reason." You smile shyly and say somewhat breathlessly with your heart pounding, "I very much want to merge with you, but I just saw how well-endowed you are and.... I'm not sure how that's going to fit in." Tech blinks, then his cheeks flush, and he says softly in a matter-of-fact way, "A woman's vagina is made to stretch and adapt to accommodate both sexual partners for fertilization and to bear children naturally. I'm pretty sure... um, that I fit in there." Your ears are getting hot. "I know that Tech... it's just, I'm a little afraid it's going to hurt" "Oh," he says softly, "But we can prevent that." You smile and say, "Knowing you, I'm sure you already have some ideas."

Of course, he does. Apart from appropriate preparatory foreplay, lubricant and gentle words, he also got toys, on the one hand just in case and on the other out of curiosity. Anyone who gets involved with Tech should bring a certain openness and willingness to experiment. You both have a long but wonderful and interesting night ahead of you. He may often be very matter of fact, but he has a very passionate and sensual side to him that is reserved only for you as his partner.

Crosshair

He's so wild, so hot. Until now, you never had the time to really have sex. But his kisses and touches are always like fire. He knows exactly how to touch you, over which parts of your body his long fingers have to glide, so that you want to tear off your panties and mount him. However, this is something that always slows you down and makes you glad that it hasn't come to that yet and that you were either directly disturbed or interrupted. Every time you feel his hard length through your clothes, it's a turn on, but once you felt over the fabric for it. To put it a bit exaggerated, you had to feel several times to be sure that you really touched his cock and not his leg. But now you have all the time in the world and Crosshair is very eager to get under your clothes. He is hungry, has been waiting for a while to be undisturbed with you. He makes you incredibly hot, his touches are perfect, but the more covers fall, the more nervous you get.

Finally, you lie there naked and his pelvis pushes between your thighs, his massive cock rubbing over your pussy. He pauses, though, when he sees the look on your face. "What's going on?" he asks somewhat breathlessly, his thoughts in a fog of horniness through which he tries to understand what's going on. You don't know how to say it, so you say it freely, you know Crosshair likes it better when you say what you want or think directly anyway. "I'm a little scared. You're so big down there." He raises his brows, gathers his thoughts, but then smiles. "Kitten, you are way too cute" he says gentle, "Don't worry, we'll take it slow. Bit by bit. I'll be tender, I promise." He keeps his word, Crosshair always does. He penetrates you very slowly, accompanied by soft words of praise and kisses. "My good girl, you are doing great". More kisses, a little moan, "Damn you're tight, Kitten". Sweat is on his forehead, but he holds back. It takes half an eternity before he's completely absorbed in you. "See, Kitten, it's working. You did great, girl" He bites your neck very gently and starts to move inside you very slowly. Close to your skin, he says, "Let's see what heights we can take you to".

Gregor

He is a cuddler. As soon as you have a moment to yourselves, he pulls you into his arms, presses you against him, spreads kisses on every bit of skin he can reach. Very tenderly, almost languidly, his lips wander. His hands are strong but careful. However, he has never tried to push you into anything or to undress you completely, even though you have often felt his hard length through your clothes, Gregor has never really tried to make love to you. You don't know if he's doing this out of consideration and wants you to signal your willingness first, or if something is wrong. So you talk to him about it. He holds you pressed against him, between you under the fabric of his pants his cock is hard again. Gregor blinks and looks at you. "Why? What should be wrong?" You shrug your shoulders uncertainly, whereupon he smiles at you. "Do you want us to?" You bite your bottom lip, barely able to ignore the dampness in your panties. You have a huge crush on him, excited, pulse racing. Being near him, his touches, are like a rush. Of course, you want to have sex with him, and you tell him so.

Gregor takes his time undressing you, every piece of skin he exposes gets kissed and caressed. When your eyes fall on his exposed length, you are startled for a moment. You have felt through the fabric that he is big, but to see it is different again. Gregor, who has seen your gaze, says softly, "You trust me, don't you?" "Of course" He chuckles his own little laugh and says, "Then my love, let yourself go, don't worry and leave everything else to me, I promise you won't feel anything but pleasure". He kisses his way to your clitoris, working your pearl with tongue and lips, the swollen little bundle of nerves is twitching under his skillful tongue. His touch makes you twitch and tremble with tense arousal. To feel him so intimately is a whole new rush in itself. The moment he penetrates you, you've already had an orgasm, are wetter than wet and completely relaxed. Of course, you feel it, even how big it is, but Gregor proceeds slowly and tenderly and instead of nervousness, you take it in with deep affection and pleasant anticipation. When he is completely sunk into you, he says a little breathlessly, "You see, my beautiful girl, you can trust me completely".

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Echo rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, while he chuckled nervously. "Thanks. You really didn't have to do all of this."

"Nonsense. I don't really have any spare clothes for you though, so you better get working." You patted him on the shoulder before heading to the refresher so you could finally get clean.

Cid had asked you to help The Bad Batch, since it took place on a Felucia and you had unfortunately been trapped there some years ago, giving you special intel on how to make it through the jungle in one piece. A trait not many outsiders could claim. And it had worked. At first. But then Wrecker scared some of the wildlife living there, which jumped onto one of the planets many odd plants, which then exploded and covered you and Echo with weird slime. Tech had quickly looked up what it was, and determined that it wasn't going to cause you any harm. Unfortunately, their shower was out of order, so you couldn't get cleaned before you returned home. Much to your annoyance.

After some time, you had finally managed to get yourself - and the bathroom - cleaned up. You had switched into a basic tank top and some comfortable shorts, lowkey dreading how you were going to get the slime out of your other clothes.

Turns out, you weren't alone in that sentiment. Echo was sitting on the floor by the cleaning station, grunting in frustration over getting the slime out of his blacks. He was still only wearing his towel, and with his back turned to you, you could see all the scars running along his upper body and his mechanical spine. You couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him, but you didn't want to risk making him uncomfortable.

Echo appeared to have been too focused on cleaning his blacks to notice that you were out of the shower, since he got startled when you suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry," you laughed, as you slowly knelt next to him. "Seems like you're struggling there."

"You can say that again!" he scuffed, as he threw his pants onto the armor in frustration. "Think it would've been easier to clean if it hadn't dried in by now. Typical that the one time we get Wrecker to shower, he ends up breaking it!"

"How come Tech didn't let you change in the ship? I mean, I know why I couldn't, but why not you?"

"He didn't want me to cause a mess in his ship."

"Right, yea, of course. Having to clean out this," you vaguely gesture towards the clothes that were still covered in slime. "Goo would be a hell. So glad that no one has to struggle with that!" you joke, and manage to get a small smirk out of the rather grumpy Echo.

"You did manage to clean most of the armor, though." You say after a bit. You reached over the clone to grab a shoulder piece, in order to study it a bit further now that it wasn't attached to anything - or anyone.

Echo seemed to tense up by that movement. You stopped to look up at him, wondering if it were because he didn't want you to touch his armor. But you quickly realised that probably wasn't the case.

Your bodies were so close, not quite touching, but close enough that even a credit chip wouldn't be able to fall between the two of you. Pair that with the fact that Echo still only had a towel to cover himself with, and you were more or less in a suggestive position while leaning over him, the reason for his sudden change in body language was apparent.

Something hard hit your stomach, and it didn't take a genius to realise that it wasn't his gun. Heat rose to your face - and somewhere else on your body. You kept switching between looking him in the eyes and looking at his lips, carefully considering your next move while leaning back a bit.

It almost felt like Echo had read your mind, because the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours. At first it was careful, both of you testing the waters, but it quickly became more passionate and hungry. Echo pulled you onto his lap like you weighted nothing, and cradled his hips with your legs, all while never breaking the kiss. His length was pressed against both of your bellies, and by the maker, he was big. Your hands roamed his upper body, studying every bump and scar he had, along with feeling the defined muscles. He definitely was stronger than looked. His left hand was also busy exploring, running up and down your thigh, up your sides, over your butt, everywhere he could get quick access. His scomp link was resting on your other thigh, the cold metal burning on your hot flesh. But ever so subtly, it crept up to the seam of your top, slowly pulling it upwards.

You couldn't help but to break the kiss with a breathless laugh, him being so careful was adorable. While quickly catching your breath, you took off your tank top, making your boobs bounce in the motion. Echo appeared to be mesmerized by the motion, his pupils dialating with lust as they follow the bouncing. He whispered something you couldn't understand under his breath, while his left hand snuck up to massage your tits. You moaned at the touch, and quickly went back in for the kiss. Echo was more than happy to oblige with the kiss, as his tongue soon found it's way into your mouth, exploring this new territory. You moaned into the kiss, his left hand still busy kneading and teasing your tits, while his right rested on your butt, pushing you impossibly closer to him.

With a teasing pinch to your sensitive nipple, your head involuntary rolled back with a loud moan, thus breaking the kiss. Echo took the chance by this break and your sudden exposed neck to continue the kissing elsewhere. He made his way down your neck to your breasts, and you had to lean to brace yourself. Though, that didn't go as planned. Your hand collided with his armor, and you quickly lost footing. If it weren't for him holding you in place, you would've fallen backwards and head first into your make-shift cleaning station.

Echo chuckled, his dark, deep, sexy chuckle that shot waves of arousal down to your already soaked cunt. "Maybe we should take this somewhere else," he suggested, nodding subtly towards your bed while he carefully let slide off of his lap.

You giggled. "Sounds goooooo....d?" you trailed off, as Echo had stood up and the towel had fallen off. Right in front of your eyes was a big, girthy dick. It was slightly crooked and had scars running close by it from his thighs. It was beautiful. As if hypnotized, you couldn't help but to reach out and touch it. It twitched so deliciously, and the low groan that echoed in your ears by the touch, made your mouth water and your pussy clench around nothing.

You looked up at the man standing in front of you through heavy lashes. He was tall and scarred, but at that moment, he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. Carefully, you leaned in and kissed the tip, lightly licking up some of the precum. You kept your eyes locked with his, making sure he was okay with it.

Experimental, you took a couple of broad licks across his size, all the way from the base of his balls to the tip dripping with precum. Echo tried to keep his moaning to a minimum, biting into his flesh hand and only letting a couple of grunts come out. You smirked mischievously and decided to take his self restrain as a challenge. You slid as much of his size that you could into your mouth, while your hand worked the part that you couldn't. You slowly began bopping your head, keeping your eyes locked on his face to study his reaction.

"K-kriff mesh'la..." Echo moaned, moving his flesh hand to rest on the back of your head. "Ho-how are you sh-so good at this?"

It was all too much. His moans, the feeling of his cock twitching on your tongue, his hand resting on the back of your head and his voice stuttering low praises at you. You had ignored the aching throbs from your pussy, you couldn't take it any longer. With your free hand, you reached down and began rubbing your soaked clit, relieving some of the building pressure. You moaned at the touch, which allowed you take him even deeper, but before you could do so, Echo stopped you.

You quickly release him and looked up at him with confusion in your eyes. "I'm sorry. Too much?" you asked.

"No, not at all, cyare." Echo assured you, as he pulled you up to stand by the arm which hand had just been between your legs. Before you could question why he had stopped you, he leaned down and whispered into your ear: "I'm just curious to know what the perfect pussy you've been keeping from me feels like. And from the looks of it," he moved your hand towards his mouth, licking the slick off of your fingers. "It seems like you want me to know too."

That statement alone could've made you melt. You knees suddenly felt like they were made out of jello, and you had to lean on Echo for support to reach your bed.

You fell head first into your bed, your whole body ecstatic with excitement, as Echo leaned over you.

"You won't be needing these anymore," he said, as he ripped your shorts and panties off of you. You moaned into the blanket, his deep voice seemingly just completely unravelling you.

You were about to push yourself further onto the bed, when Echo stopped you halfway through. You were lying on your stomach with your knees propped up against you, and your ass in the air. His rough hands kneading the soft flesh of your behind, when you felt something hard and cold slide up between your folds, gathering some arousal along with. You moaned loudly at this sensation.

"Oh, you like that, don't you mesh'la?" Echo chuckled deeply. "You like the feeling of my scomp link against your sensitive cunt?"

The way he spoke to you, so dirty, it was intoxicating. Your walls clenched around nothing, begging for him to fill you. Echo leaned in over you, his flesh hand snaking up your back to caress your cheek, while his scomp link was resting on your inner thigh and his member was pressing against your folds, so close to filling you up and yet, so far.

"All you gotta do is say the word and I'm yours, mesh'la. You're already so wet and your pussy is basically begging for me to enter, all you gotta do is tell me if that's what you want, and it's all yours. Can you do that for me cyare?"

He kissed the shell of your ear, his voice barely a whisper and filled with more care than anything else you've ever heard. His flesh hand was still caressing your cheek, waiting for your answer before going any further.

"P-please, Echo.. Please fill me with your cock, please fuck my brains out, make me forget tomorrow, make me forget my own name!"

"Good girl," he kissed the most sensitive spot behind your ear, before he straightened up and took his cock into his own hand. He let the tip run through your folds a couple of times, gathering as much of your arousal as possible on it, before he slowly let it sink into your entrance.

You gasped loudly at the feeling of him entering you, filling you up to the brim. He moved slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size while entering you. It felt like he was splitting you open, and you loved every part of it. Once he was fully submerged into you, he leaned back and looked at how he disappeared into you.

"Kriff, mesh'la... You're so tight," Echo muttered, before testingly pulling out a bit and pushing back in. Every thought other than how deliciously he filled you up left your brain, and you could only moan incoherent sentences into your sheets.

After making sure you were fully adjusted to him, Echo started to pick up the pace, painfully slow pulling out, only to thrust hard into you again. His hips clashed against your butt, making the soft flesh jiggle on impact.

Echo leaned over you again, snaking his arm around your waist and pulled you up to lean against his chest. This new position allowed him to reach even deeper inside of you and the curve of his cock made it hit a spot you didn't even know existed. You had no way of warning him before your vision blurred and you came on his cock. You moaned his name in a mantra, though it was almost impossible to make out, due to the slurring of your speech.

Though he never stopped moving, Echo had slowed down to help you through your high as your orgasm suddenly came over you. He was holding onto you, whispering low praises in your ear, waiting for you to come down enough for him to continue his relentless pace.

"Look at that mesh'la, cumming all over my cock so suddenly. Didn' even ask for permission or anything... You must've wanted my cock so karking bad, huh?" he mumbled against the crook of your neck, inbetween kisses and bites. His hand had found it's way back to your breasts, pinching and teasing your already sensitive nipples.

"Stars, you're perfect. You're taking me so well, like, like you were made for me or something. And your tits bounce so kriffing deliciously... Come on baby, I know you can cum for me one more time, do it for me."

That's when you noticed that Echo's pace had become more irregular, and he was doing his best to keep from cumming. "M-maker, Ech... Babe, yous... You don'" you slurred, struggling to get a word out through the moans. You couldn't even finish the sentence, before the cool metal of his scomp link made contact with your way too sensitive clit, and he started turning while applying pressure. This was your undoing. It was too perfect. The way he filled you up, the way his mouth worked your neck, definitely leaving marks of his doing there, his hand so perfectly massaging your breast and the cool metal spinning on your hot pearl.

"Kr-kriff! Stars! M-maker, I-I'm," you yelled, unable to keep down the volume as your vision began to blur.

"Me too. Where do you-"

"Inside!"

You didn't have to say so twice. Hot ropes of semen shot deep into you, sending you over the edge. You threw your head back as your vision went all white. You tried to grab onto Echo's toned flesh in a desperate attempt for grounding yourself. Your head was feeling so light and by the gods, if you died right now, you knew you had died happy.

By the time you came down, you were laying on your back with your head on your pillow. Echo was cleaning you up with a wet towel, and you couldn't help but to reach out a hand to rest on his cheek.

"Oh, cyare, are you okay? I, I hope I wasn't too rough or anything..." Echo looked at you worried.

"No, not at all. It was beyond perfect," You replied, looking lovingly into his golden eyes. With your hand still on his cheek, you guided him towards you, so you could cuddle against his chest. Echo appeared a bit taken back by this loving action, but leaned into it nontheless.

"Good. You got me worried there for a second," he whispered, kissing your forehead tenderly while he took your hand in his.

You just hummed happily, as your eyes fell heavy into sleep.

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Hunter sits on his bunk and takes off his gloves. You turn around and watch him. He takes his gloves off so slowly and awkwardly that you frown critically. Shortly afterwards, you see why. The skin on his knuckles is so dry that it is sore and partially chafed. It looks painful. You sigh and walk over to him. "You haven't put lotion on your hands again," you say gently reprovingly, "Look at that, that's what you get for it now" Hunter looks up at you meekly. "I don't always have time, sometimes everything has to be done quickly," he says, justifying himself. You shake your head, give him a reproving sideways glance and say, "You almost always have time for your hair. You have to look after your skin too" You take his hands carefully in yours and look at them more closely. Shaking your head, you say, "We have to take care of that right away, otherwise it will get worse and worse, your knuckles are already so roughened that they're almost bleeding" You shake your head again and sigh. "Let me guess, your elbows and knees don't look much better?" Hunter grimaces and says quietly, meekly, "Probably" Sternly you say, "Take your clothes off, I'll get the lotion" In the background, Crosshair asks dryly and sarcastically, "Shall we retreat and leave you alone?" Hunter grumbles, "This has nothing to do with sex, Crosshair"

Crosshair chuckles, "You seem disappointed" Hunter rolls his eyes and grumpily admits, "No, not exactly, my fingers just hurt" "And that's your own fault," you say angrily as you return with the lotion, "You're still dressed." A little impatiently, you start to help him out of the Blacks, whereupon Crosshair retreats to the others outside. "Have fun lotioning yourself up," he jokes as he walks past the two of you. Your guess was right, Hunter's knees and elbows don't look much better, dry, sore and roughened, the skin already cracked. You have a medical care lotion ready, the only thing that can help him now. "It doesn't smell particularly good, but it will help. If you had cared for your skin regularly, you could use a lotion that smells better" Hunter wrinkles his nose, but then smiles wryly and says, "The only good thing about the whole thing is your touch" You grin and kiss him on the chin, feeling the scratchy stubble on your lips. "You have to shave too," you say softly, "Please remember to moisturize your face afterwards"

"Yes, ma'm," he says, smirking at you. You sigh and say, "I'm serious. Do you want your face to look like your knuckles do now?" Hunter looks at his hands and says meekly, "No, of course not" You take some of the lotion and start rubbing it into his hands, applying a particularly thick layer to his knuckles. He bites his lower lip, probably because it stings a little, but the lotion cools and relaxes the skin quite quickly. He sits there, half naked, in just his skin-tight boxer shorts, and lets you take care of him. When you first met him, you would never have imagined this. But somehow there's something innocently intimate and caring about it. Hunter literally entrusts you with his physical well-being, and somehow you are very proud of that. "What would you do without me?" you say, smiling up at him from your crouched position. Hunter laughs softly and says, "My fingers would probably fall off at some point" He leans forward and kisses your cheek as you bandage his thickly creamed fingers. "You should at least leave it like that overnight," you say with a soft sigh.

You continue rubbing his elbows and knees with the lotion and from the small smile on his lips you can see that Hunter is enjoying you taking care of him at the moment. "Crosshair is jealous," he says suddenly, laughing softly. "Hmm?" You look up in surprise. "His comments and the side-swipes. He's jealous that he doesn't have anyone to take care of him like that at the moment," Hunter explains. That sounded logical. "Maybe," you say quietly, "you should still take better care of your skin" "Yes, ma'm," he says and kisses your forehead. "There," you finally say, "done" He looks up at you from his seated position as you stand up, puts on his puppy dog eyes and asks, "Are you sure?" You roll your eyes with a smile, grab another bottle of lotion, and crawl onto the bunk behind him. You warm the lotion between your palms before applying it to his shoulder and back with massaging movements. He sighs softly, pleasurably. It feels good to feel his hard muscles under your hands. Hunter has a great body. With a soft laugh, you say, "I'm starting to think you're purposely not taking care of your skin, so I will"

Hunter asks with a grin, "Would that be so bad?" "No, not really, I like doing it" He reaches for your hand, which is currently on his shoulder, and brings it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. In a smoky voice, he whispers, "Maybe it's not so bad that Crosshair left the room"

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Hunter

"What's wrong with you? You're so tense and impatient."

The way you quickly turn to look at him makes him pause, startled. Hunter is frozen in his movement and if you weren't so tense, you might find this sight, this moment, amusing.

You finally sigh and say, "I'm tired, and I want to finish here, stop dawdling."

Hunter frowns and resumes normal posture.

"We usually spend longer time loading equipment, chatting and stuff, don't we? Spend time together. When did you stop caring about that?"

He looks crestfallen, and you're sorry for reacting so harshly.

"Hunter, I have more jobs than just this one, I barely have any free time and I just want to go home today, as much as I usually enjoy spending this time here with you. If I miss public transportation again, I'm going to sit around here even longer."

Hunter blinks then sighs softly, of course he understands.

"You're going to break yourself" he says reprovingly and takes the box you just picked up from you, puts it down and reaches for your arm.

Hunter pulls you with him to his speeder.

"We're not done yet," you say, protesting.

"You're done here, I can do the rest on my own," he insists, getting on and waving you over, "Come on, jump on, I'll give you a ride home."

"But-"

"No arguments, get on."

You do as you're told and mumble a small thank you to him, ashamed that you've been barking at him.

You hear him laugh softly and say, "No problem, now hold on tight".

Echo

You don't even have to tell him that you are overworked, he already knows that you have more than one job and that you don't sleep enough. The reproachful look he gives you slowly drives you crazy.

"What's your problem, Echo? Why the hell are you looking at me like that all the time?"

He snorts and says, "I'm waiting for you to keel over at any moment."

Surprised, you pause.

"What?"

"You want me to spell it out? You heard me the first time."

You grab his arm and turn him around to face you as he continues to work.

"Excuse me, mister, what's your problem?"

He pulls away, grabs you by your upper arms and urges you onto a crate, so you can sit down. Echo looks at you so urgently that you forget for a long moment how your voice actually works.

"You need to quit one of your jobs, you can't go on like this. You have rings under your eyes, you're agitated and restless, you seem rushed and overtired. I hope you don't quit this one, but one has to go. Eventually you'll fold, and the thought of you beating yourself up like that makes me angry - that's my problem."

Echo will not back down, no matter how you squirm and argue. He means well and is extremely stubborn and unyielding about it. Don't get into big discussions, you can't win against Echo.

Wrecker

He doesn't notice it as quickly as Echo, but he will notice it. Of course, he's concerned and gets to the bottom of it.

"You want to tell me what's going on with you?" he asks you as you load the equipment.

You look at him questioningly and pick up the next box.

"What's supposed to be going on?"

Wrecker shrugs his broad shoulders and says, "Well, you seem really beat, tired. You're slower than usual, your eyes are all small, so either you've taken some drugs or you've barely slept."

You sigh softly and laugh humorlessly.

"I don't do drugs"

"That's what I thought" Wrecker says directly "So you're not sleeping enough, because you've been having that a lot lately"

"Yeah, my second job is more demanding than I thought"

"A second job huh?"

You nod and grab the next box, but Wrecker takes it out of your hand.

"Today I'm doing this alone" he says sternly.

"But-"

"Don't argue, you're overworked," he growls.

"But-"

"No, not today."

Wrecker will take as much off your hands as he can, but he'll also point out that you're only one person, and can't work for three.

"If you're short on credits we can pool, but credits won't do you any good at all if you wreck yourself."

Tech

He stops in the middle of your work and watches you. Suddenly you hear him sigh. When you look at him, he shakes his head. You are overtired, feeling drained, and already feel that you have no patience today, but you look at him and ask as calmly as you can, "What is it, Tech?"

He shakes his head again and says, "You are particularly slow and sluggish today, our teamwork is not very effective today thanks to you."

Somewhat tense, you say, "My deepest apologies," and continue working.

Tech frowns, adjusts his goggles with his right index finger and asks, "That sounded irritated. Are you irritated?"

You suppress a sigh and say as neutrally as possible, knowing he's not to blame for your condition, "I'm trying not to be."

"So you are?"

Now you do sigh and put down the box of equipment you just picked up.

"Yes, Tech. Can we move on now, please?"

Tech blinks a few times, then resumes. He tries not to tease you further or ask questions for now. But after work, on his way to the barracks, he passes the public transportation stop where he sees you sitting. You are sitting next to the station, your face in your hands. As he gets closer, he hears you sobbing softly. You look up startled from reddened eyes as he says your name.

"What are you doing here?" he asks, puzzled.

"Missed my ride. Now I'm sitting here for an hour, an hour I can't get back."

Tech blinks and asks, "And that's a reason to cry?"

"When you have multiple jobs, no free time, and barely any time to sleep, yes, that is a reason to cry"

His brows move up in surprise.

"Hence the sluggishness and irritability, now I understand the connections, I had wondered" he says quietly.

"Good for you," you say dryly.

Tech disappears for a moment, not two minutes later, however, he is back with his speeder.

"May I offer to drive you home?"

You wipe the tears from your face and laugh.

"That would be awesome, Tech"

As you climb up behind him, he says, "You need to cut back, get rid of at least one of the jobs"

"You say that so easily"

Tech raises his famous finger and says, "How about we sit down at your place and work it all out, find a better option for you?"

You yawn but nod, "Yeah, that might not be a bad idea"

"It is, after all, one of my ideas"

Crosshair

You've been tense all the time today, giving curt answers and even seeming a bit disoriented now and then, as if you had to rearrange yourself. Crosshair observes this critically for quite a while, but says nothing at first. But when you try to put the wrong clip into the blaster for the third time, he's had enough.

"What the hell is wrong with you? That's the wrong mag!"

Crosshair takes the magazine out of your hand and gives you the right one.

You snort in annoyance and say, "Happens to everyone."

"No," he insists, "You usually know these things off the top of your head."

You snap back, "I'm just tired, okay, just let me get on with it"

"You've been beside yourself all day" Crosshair grumbles.

You lower the gun belt you were about to equip and say, "It's just a shitty day today"

"Why?"

"I'm tired"

"You said that already. But why is that? Bad dreams or something?"

He can tell you're about to snap, he's just not sure yet if you're going to fold or freak out. Of course, he notices how hard it is for you to keep it together.

"I have several jobs, not just this one," you finally admit, "Lots of work, hardly any sleep. Every single one of these jobs is pretty demanding in one way or another. My batteries just don't charge anymore"

"Then you have to quit at least one job. It doesn't work like that, you can't go on like that in the long run."

You throw your arms in the air and say, "But I need the credits"

"So you're in a financial bind?"

You pull your shoulders up helplessly.

"Still can't go on like this, you're going to drop dead on me here one of these days, and I'm not cleaning up the mess".

You laugh softly and say, "How empathetic."

"Shall we go over your finances together? Maybe I'll see something you overlooked, a loophole, or a better option in general"

You are so moved, you could almost cry.

"Okay, now don't start crying," Crosshair says immediately, "It's just paperwork, I didn't propose or anything."

You laugh again and finally nod.

"Okay, I'd like to accept that offer."

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Hunter

By now it is absolutely clear, your relationship is something serious, you have reached the next level. You get nervous, because now, at the latest, you should tell him the truth. When you take him aside and cautiously address him about it, he looks at you confused at first. Hunter can't immediately process what you're saying.

You watch him quietly think for a moment, just a moment ago he was all jovial, now he suddenly seems so serious, it makes you nervous.

"I'm sorry about that" he finally says quietly, "How are you coping?"

You sigh and say, "I've more or less made my peace with it by now. I've known for a while now. It was hard at first, but now I realize that fretting over things you can't change is wasted energy. So I've accepted it and decided to make the best of it, to just enjoy my life."

Hunter nods slowly, then smiles tenderly.

"I'm glad you have this confidence in me to tell me".

He takes your hands in his and kisses your forehead.

You say softly, "Well, our relationship has been going on for a while and I thought it would only be fair to tell you about it before you start to…. plan a family."

Hunter laughs softly and says, "Sweetie, we have enough work keeping my brothers and Omega in check. Besides, should we really feel the urge to raise kids someday, there are more than enough out there who need a home"

You take a deep breath, leaning against him in relief. This is a conversation you imagined would be harder. Hunter holds you gently and strokes your back soothingly, sensing the restlessness in you that is just very slowly subsiding.

He says softly, "My love for you remains unchanged."

Tech

"Tech, can we talk for a moment?"

Normally he would have nodded, continuing to work, looking at you briefly and saying, "Sure," but he hears something in your tone that makes him look up. Tech slowly puts the holopad aside and looks at you very intently. Somehow, this undivided attention on his part makes you even more nervous than you already are.

You turn around, close the cockpit door behind you, and sit down with him.

"You look heavy-hearted. Did something happen?" he asks quietly.

You don't know how to begin, so you just blurt it out.

"I can't give you children, I'm infertile".

Tech raises his eyebrows in surprise, he certainly wasn't expecting this topic. At first moment, he doesn't even know what to say. A thousand possible answers run through his head, but in the end only a rather simple, "I see" comes out of his mouth.

It's so hard for you to pull yourself together, your voice trembles slightly as you say, "I thought you should know, to be fair. Before things get to the next level between us… you know, couples usually start planning families and stuff at some point."

Tech blinks, pushes his goggles up the bridge of his nose with his index finger, then turns all the way around in his chair to face you. Now you're even more nervous, usually in conversations (no matter with whom) Tech is usually busy with up to three other things, but here and now he's fully focused on you. There is a certain excitement, you feel flattered, there is a tingling under your skin, usually only in intimate hours he is really fully attentive. But in this context, your heart beats up to your neck with fear.

"You're scared," he states.

"Is it that obvious?"

Tech nods.

"I know you well enough to see it. It's pretty obvious. But from my point of view, true affection, true love, is not tied to the possibility of procreation. However, I understand that it is quite natural to feel this desire, it is in the nature of almost all living things to reproduce."

You nod slowly, not quite knowing whether to be relieved or still nervous.

"My affection for you, is not tied to the possibility of starting a family," he finally says matter-of-factly, "I hope this helps you overcome your fears regarding our relationship. I'm not going to turn my back on you over this."

You take a deep breath, the tension falling from you, a single tear rolling down your cheek, which he gently brushes away with one of his long fingers.

"Are you sure about that?" you inquire softly.

"Of course I am, I don't say things like that lightly. You have my deep, unconditional affection."

Echo

When you bring up the subject of children, he looks at you in surprise. He didn't really expect that, up to now his life hadn't necessarily followed a normal course, he hadn't thought about family planning yet, even though you've been together for a while. Echo is very happy and content with what you have as a couple. The trust, the affection, the intimacies, the quiet hours and the loving little silliness. It's already more than he would have ever dared to hope for before.

Echo says thoughtfully, "Honestly, I didn't think about it until now. It was never really a part of my future plans so far," he says thoughtfully.

With a heavy heart, you tell him, "As long as you're with me, I'm afraid that won't change. I am infertile."

Echo raises his brows in surprise, his expression softening. He knows you well enough to see how hard it is for you to broach the subject.

"It weighs heavily on your heart, doesn't it?"

You nod with a sigh.

Echo takes you in his arms, squeezes you gently, and asks, "How long have you been struggling with this thought?"

"Quite a while," you admit quietly.

"Oh darling," he says softly, "There's no need for that. You're my better half, I'm incomplete without you, nothing will change that. I'm so sorry that this has burdened you."

You take a deep breath, wrap your arms around him and feel deep gratitude for his understanding, his affection.

Echo says tenderly, "If you ever really want to be a mother, we can always think about adoption, there are enough children who need a home. All that matters to me is knowing you are by my side."

"Are you sure that won't change?" you ask softly.

Echo kisses your forehead and brushes a stray tear from your cheek.

"Absolutely sure! Honey, you're all I really need. Don't worry, you can be sure of my love."

Wrecker

He is so good with children, the children love him no matter where he goes. It's a beautiful image, but also one that triggers deep pain in you, fear. In a village you saved from some pirates, at the little party they hold to honor the batch, practically all the kids are attached to him, they all want to play with him and show him things.

You watch this for quite a while, but your thoughts turn somber and a lump forms in your throat. You'll never have kids of your own, and you don't know how to tell Wrecker. Hunter looks at you, sensing something is wrong. As your eyes meet, he asks gently, "Are you okay?"

You force yourself to smile, take a deep breath, and lie, "I'm just tired, maybe I should go to sleep."

You get up from the table, and retreat into the Marauder. A few minutes later, when you are more or less comfortable in the bunk, reading a book to take your mind off things, Wrecker comes in. He looks at you tenderly, concerned.

"Did you get rid of the kids?" you ask with a small smile.

"Hunter said something was wrong with you. He said you've retreated and that I should check on you."

You sigh, "Of course he did."

Wrecker sits down on the edge of the bunk and reaches for your hand.

"What's wrong sweetie?"

You swallow, collect yourself, and finally say, "When I saw you with the village kids earlier, I realized we needed to talk about something"

Wrecker frowns questioningly.

"Oh yeah?"

You say directly, as if quickly ripping off a Band-Aid, "I'm infertile".

Wrecker sits silently, looking at you uncomprehendingly. The information takes a moment to sink in. After a while, he says, "You can't have children of your own."

You nod, put the book aside and run your free hand over your face.

"Yes, unfortunately. That means we can't have children together"

"'Scooch over," he prompts you, lying down next to you.

Still holding your hand, he is now lying next to you.

"Okay, that's unfortunate, and I suspect that's not easy for you, but it's not the end of the world" he says thoughtfully.

"Oh no?" you ask critically.

"No," Wrecker says with conviction, "we do love each other, don't we?"

"I love you very much, yes"

He turns his head to look at you and smiles.

"See, we don't need much more than that. I love you with all my heart. And you can adopt children too if you really want some."

You laugh softly.

"Is it really that simple? Doesn't that bother you at all?"

Wrecker says softly, "The only thing that bothers me is that it makes you unhappy. I want to see you smile, love."

You kiss his chin and say, "Don't worry, Wrecker, you make me very, very happy."

Crosshair

He responds pretty matter-of-factly when you tell him you're infertile.

"Okay."

"Okay? That's it?"

He asks, "What do you want to hear?"

You throw your arms in the air.

"I don't know, but maybe something more than just an 'okay'"

Crosshair sighs, sits down and says, "Kids were never part of my life plan, and honestly I don't want any. So for me, nothing has changed"

You frown, not sure if you're happy with that answer. On the one hand, it's good to know, but it seems so insensitive. However, you're actually used to his rather edgy manner by now.

"Okay, good to know," you say with a sigh, not in the mood to argue with him or pull the words out of his nose.

But as you turn away to leave the room, you feel his hand on your shoulder. You stop but don't turn around.

"Listen, Kitten," Crosshair says more gently, "I can't imagine how much of a burden this must have been on you, and I can understand that my reaction didn't come across as very sensitive."

You remain silent and wait. He spins you around so that you have to look at him.

"But like I said, nothing changes for me. You're still mine, Kitten and you always will be, whether your uterus works or not doesn't change that. Stop pouting, sweetie."

You roll your eyes and a small laugh crosses your lips, relief finally coming.

"The way you express yourself sometimes…" you say with a sigh.

He shrugs his shoulders.

"As direct as possible, you know me".

You smirk, and he gently kisses the corner of your mouth.

" That's how I like your face much better, Kitten, with that little smirk of yours".

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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