After Reading your stories again, damn, I missed them, they were so good and fun :D
So I've got this head canon that Echo wears his headset to improve his hearing (which got bad after getting blown up).
So what about it got damaged and tech needs some time to repair it. In the meanwhile the reader tries to help him get along with his impaired hearing. (And maybe they found out something about their feelings in the process ;)
I just love your one shots and Echo is just my favorite ^^°
And as always, just have fun and don't feel pushed to do anything which you don't like to.
Aloha my dear!
So nice to still have you around! I'm glad you are still enjoying my stuff 😊
And again, sorry for the long wait! Let me see what I can do for you...
"Do you really have to do this now?" asks Echo critically, frowning unwillingly as Tech sets about taking the headset off him.
He feels uncomfortable, his eyes wandering to the clock again and again. He's excited enough as it is, it won't be long until your second date, and he wants to be on time, especially he doesn't want you to notice any more of his problems. It's enough that you know about his legs and his arm, he doesn't really want to reveal his hearing loss to you right away. Not yet. He wants to wait for the right moment, but when is the right moment for that anyway?
Tech says matter-of-factly as always, "You want the problems fixed as soon as possible, don't you? It won't take long."
Echo sighs somberly.
"Yeah, I do, but I'm about to meet her".
"Oh? A second date?" asks Tech, surprised.
Echo says grumpily, "Don't act surprised, she simply likes me".
Tech shrugs and says nonchalantly, "Our squad rarely has prospects of a romantic nature, by that I mean all of us, not just you"
Echo laughs softly and says, "She's only dating me though, and I'm certainly not going to share that girl with you"
"If you did, that would be weird too" Tech notes dryly.
He loosens the last screws and takes off the headset. Echo blinks a few times, hearing a low hiss he always hears when he's not wearing the headset.
"This feels like shit," he grumbles, only partially able to hear his own voice as he does so.
He feels Tech tap him on the shoulder and follows his finger pointing, in your direction. You've arrived earlier than scheduled. He sees your smile and can't help it, he has to smile too.
"Hi," Echo says softly, almost timidly, and raises his hand in greeting, a gesture you return.
But then you say something to him and all he can hear are muffled, distorted sounds that barely penetrate through the constant static noise.
Echo raises both hands toward his ears, shakes his head and shrugs helplessly.
"I can barely hear anything," he says louder than usual, and it feels very strange to barely hear his own voice as well.
You look from one to the other for a moment, but then you smile in understanding and nod. You exchange a few words with Tech, but he can't understand what you're saying. A moment later, you gently grab Echo's hand and pull him with you.
Over his shoulder, he calls out to Tech, "Hurry up with that thing, please."
Tech makes a shooing hand gesture to signify for him to go with you.
Outside the Marauder, you walk just a few steps, to a bench beyond the landing area under a tree with a sweeping, low-hanging canopy in full bloom. It's a nice spot, and for the moment you're alone.
You feel Echo looking around frantically as you walk, hearing phantom noises and expecting to run into someone or get hit by a speeder. You squeeze his hand encouragingly, gently tugging on it so that he closes in on you. You place your other hand on his forearm and smile at Echo. You can't use words, but Echo sees in your expression that you want to tell him you have everything under control, he doesn't have to worry.
He's a little wobbly on his feet, every time he walks without his hearing aid his sense of balance suffers a little, but you gently and safely guide him to the bench beneath the flowering tree.
His hearing has deteriorated over time after the Citadel, the damaged eardrums simply not recovering, Tech's guess is that this is also due to some nerve damage. Occasionally, however, the headset needs to be serviced and Echo is actually glad that Tech is taking care of this.
You sit down together on the bench, in the shade of the low-hanging branches. You hear him sigh in relief. Echo trusts you, yet he is glad to be able to sit down and not have to rely on his hearing or sense of balance for a moment.
He looks at you, and you sense that something is on his mind. When he speaks, he is again much louder than you are used to, but you don't mind.
"Didn't think you'd agree to a second date."
You laugh softly, and he smiles when he sees it. Then you raise your hand, showing him first one finger, then a second, a third and so on. Showing him the whole again and again with a big smile.
"You want more dates?" he asks, surprised.
At your nod, he asks with a wry smile, "What do you want with damaged goods like me, anyway?"
You pull a pout and shake your head, wagging your finger reproachfully, before smiling and kissing his cheek. When you look at him again, his cheeks have a little more color than usual.
He laughs softly and says, "I like you a lot, too."
Your radiant smile makes his heart beat faster, and he has to take a deep breath to collect himself. This feeling that you trigger in him is quite new for him, but yet he already doesn't want to miss it. The fast pulse, the fluttering in his stomach, the tingling under his skin and this constant urge to smile. He's so excited with you and at the same time more relaxed than ever.
"You're very special," he says a little breathlessly.
You emphatically place your hand on his chest.
"Me too?" he asks with a grin.
At your energetic nod, he laughs softly again.
You hear Tech say, "Finished with the headset. Am I interrupting?" and turn to face him.
"No, you're not interrupting."
Echo sees his brother with the headset and sighs in relief. You give them both some space and Tech puts the headset back on Echo. When he's done with it, Tech asks, "So, how does it feel? Can you hear me?"
Echo gives him a thumbs up and says, "Fine, Tech, thank you very much"
"You're welcome anytime."
As Tech leaves you alone again, Echo looks at you, he grins and says, "Now let me hear your wonderful voice"
You laugh softly and say, "It's not that wonderful"
Echo beams at you in love and says, "Oh yes, for me, it is".
The way he looks at you is so wonderfully dreamy, makes your heart beat faster.
"So you said last time you wanted to show me something?" you ask curiously.
Echo smirks and says, "Hunter let me have the secondary shuttle for the day."
You laugh softly and ask, "Are you trying to kidnap me?"
"Something like that, of course, only if that's what you want."
"As long as we don't go to Tatooine," you say with a little giggle.
Echo laughs heartily.
"No, don't worry about it. But have you ever seen a sunset in the lake scenery on Naboo?"
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Summary: During your shift at the bar, an angry customer yells something hurtful at you, and Echo checks to make sure you're okay.
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI! smut, oral f receiving, TW: body insecurities, self conscious reader
Word Count: 1.8k
A/N: As someone on the curvier side who’s dealt with body insecurities basically my entire life, I was happy to write this with experience on how it feels. This is my first (of probably many) Echo one-shots. Thank you @sageislostinspring for requesting <3
The weekend's familiar patrons crowded the bar, ordering their endless rounds of drinks for hours on end until they couldn't even walk straight. Cid wasn't a responsible bar owner, so she never let you cut anyone off when they were too drunk.
"Drunk customers are paying customers" She'd always say. You roll your eyes every time her voice plays in the back of your mind. She took you in when you were a child, and you always saw her as an aunt, but she wasn't protective of your safety like an aunt should be. Regardless, you loved her anyways.
Luckily, your favorite guys were across the bar tonight, crowded into a corner booth, taking it easy and enjoying their time together. Omega was kicking some ass at Dejarik. No matter how busy the place could get, and even with Hunter watching her like a hawk, you were adamant about making sure she was safe when there were this many people around. This was no place for a child, but somehow she was right where she belonged.
Glancing across the room back to the rest of the guys, you briefly caught Echo's eye and flashed him a smile. He smiled back before you returned to pouring and mixing drinks on autopilot. There was something about him - Echo, that you were so attracted to. The brothers were similar in appearance, but none of them were as kind as Echo.
Wrecker, Tech and Hunter were playing a drinking game, completely oblivious to the fact that they lost Echo's attention a while ago, but he couldn’t help staring at you.
"Can I get another drink?!" A loud, distracting man yelled from the other end of the bar.
"Yep, I'll be right there" You shot him a quick assuring smile.
"Now!” He impatiently demanded, his voice now louder than before, startling you.
“Please be patient, sir, I am working as fast as I can” You told him firmly.
“Maybe if you lost a few pounds you could work faster”
Right then and there your heart sunk into the pit of your stomach. Suddenly every hateful comment you'd ever received came rushing to your mind, clouding your ability to even defend yourself. You stood there, motionless. This man had found your biggest insecurity and attacked it with anger.
You caught sight of Echo again, who was already watching the look on your face turn to sorrow. It was too loud for him to hear what had been said, but he knew something was wrong immediately.
The beat of your heart thumped viciously inside your chest, pressing hard at the lump stuck in your throat. Rushing out from behind the bar, trying to turn the corner before a stream of tears stained your face in front of such a large crowd, you heard a slew of choice words exchanged loudly. One of the voices you recognized…Echo. You took a few deep breaths and poked your head around the corner.
Echo and the guys had cornered the insulting patron. Wrecker had him by the back of the neck, ready to throw him to the streets at any second. Echo and Hunter were in his face, undoubtedly threatening him.
It was all too much for you to handle and you needed some space.
The closing door of Aunt Cid’s office offered the solace you needed to calm down. There was a stinging sensation in your eyes as you shut them tight, trying your damnedest to get it together. No matter how many times in your life you tried to move past your insecurities about your body, someone like that guy will always be around to remind you of it.
Just then, a faint knock came from the other side of the door.
“Y/N?” The gentle voice called
Echo.
“I’m fine” You called to him, but the strangling effort in your voice to sound like you weren’t crying only made it all the more obvious.
“Can I come in?” He asked politely.
Instead of responding, you walked over to the door and pulled it open only slightly. You hesitantly looked up at him, and found the most concerned man in the galaxy. The wetness upon your cheeks instantly grabbed his attention.
“Oh, Y/N” Echo’s brows pressed together, his voice like silk. It took everything in you not to burst into tears just from the tone of his words.
You allowed him to enter, and walked over to sit yourself on Cid’s desk.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this” You sniffled.
“I’m your friend, Y/N, I’m here for you” He consoled.
“Thank you” You half smiled, thankful for his company.
“What did that guy say to you?” He asked. Something in his tone hinted that he was ready to kill him for hurting you.
“You didn’t hear?” You asked, confirming that he was too far away to know what the guy said, and came looking for you just based on how shattered you looked as you left the bar.
“No. Well, Hunter may have. We all saw your reaction to someone yelling and didn’t ask any questions, the guys took care of it” He explained, and moved to stand in front of you, taking your hand into his own, “I wanted to come check on you, though”
“He made a comment about my weight” You said quietly, somehow ashamed of admitting something that wasn't your fault.
“What?” Echo was appalled to hear this.
Your insecurity and self consciousness overcame you again, and you hung your head, “Yeah”
Echo's rage became obvious despite his attempt to suppress it.
“Listen to me, Y/N..." Echo started, bringing his head down to grab hold of your lowered gaze, but seemed to almost swallow his words before he could make them come out. He shut his eyes tight, realizing he might regret what he says next, "You are the most breathtaking woman I have ever laid eyes on"
The beating of your heart almost strangled you in that moment. Your hands trembled together in your embrace.
"I've never had the nerve to confess that to you before, but you needed to hear it now" He assured you, "I have been all over this galaxy. I've seen women of all shapes and sizes…but you? You are everything"
Your broken heart began mending itself with every word he spoke to you, "Echo" You whispered admirably.
"I mean it. Don't even think about listening to someone like that guy out there"
You were speechless.
"And this?" He began, his hand gesturing to the curves along your body, "is perfect"
"Will you kiss me?" You asked suddenly, knowing you wanted nothing more in that moment than to show him you wanted him.
His eagerness was no match for his nerves. Echo wanted to attack your supple lips, not holding back at all, but he couldn't, not yet. He inched forward slowly, afraid of messing this up, and planted his lips upon yours and delicately entwined the two of you.
Sparks ignited between the warmth of your kiss. A light whimper fell from your mouth onto his, telling him you wanted more. His hand wrapped around the back of your head and pressed you harder into him. Your tongue slipped over his lips and pulled a moan from him, piquing your arousals even further.
Heat began forming in your belly, migrating quickly to the pulsing between your legs. You squirmed slightly, your body craving friction against your sensitive, aching clit. Echo made note of your restlessness, and pulled away slightly.
"I want to taste you" He whispered against your lips. You took that as an invitation to kiss him harder, but you were stopped suddenly when he broke away from the kiss, "All of you".
Just then, a fire rushed through your body with the realization of what he meant. Without even hesitating, you parted your legs wider in your seated position on the desk. Echo placed his kiss on your neck before trailing his pecks further down your chest. His hand worked to inch the fabric of your dress up the length of your thighs, shooting chills down the length of your legs.
"Let me show you how beautiful you are to me" Echo insisted, a hint of hunger settled into his tone
"Please" You breathed.
You watched as he lowered himself in between your legs, putting his face level with where you ached for his touch. Cool air grazed the wetness slicked on your folds as he pulled your panties down your legs.
Gentle kisses peppered the inside of your thighs, inching closer and closer to your pussy. Soft whimpers had already begun falling off your lips before his tongue ever pressed against you.
The moment that you felt the intoxicating sensation of his tongue circling your clit, you were in heaven. It started slow, with soft rotations getting a gradual start on your pleasure. Maker, he was good at this.
"Oh, Echo. Yes" You moaned deep, but gently.
His eyes rarely left yours while he devoured you, wanting to see pretty little faces you'd make from the feeling he provided for you. His cock strained so helplessly against his pants, torturing him to no end. Echo had dreamed of this exact moment for so long, and now he had you in his hold, whining and falling apart under his influence.
He hungered for you, not just to taste your arousal, but to feel you in your most delicate state. His love for you existed from afar, as he was terrified that you wouldn’t want him too. All the passion he felt for you built up to this, and he’d do anything to help you understand how perfect you were to him.
The motions of his mouth grew more eager by the second before he found a consistent rhythm that seemed to earn the most precious noises from your lips. Nothing had ever brought you so close to your orgasm so quickly.
"Maker, it feels so good" You cried out, knowing you were close to falling over the edge. He knew it, too, and didn't dare change a thing about his pace now.
Suddenly, your orgasm burst open with overwhelming ecstasy. Your body squirmed involuntarily in his grasp, so he grabs your hip and pulls your body harder against his face, not letting you relinquish even a second of the full intensity of your climax. Echo groaned against your clit, sending vibrations across your sensitively and driving you absolutely wild. The stars in your vision began to fade as you crept slowly down off of your high.
"Oh my god, Echo" You exclaim breathlessly. Your legs trembled while he slowly stood to his feet.
"Sweetheart, I-" He started, failing to find the words to describe how he felt.
A sudden knock came at the door.
"Y/N? Are you alright in there?"
It was Wrecker, and based on the sounds of feet shuffling beyond the door, you assumed the rest of the guys were out there, too.
How kind of them to check on you, too, but stars, they couldn't have picked a worse time than this. You both exchanged a glance of amusing disappointment, knowing you both wanted to rip each other's clothes off right then and there.
"Another time" You smiled warmly.
He smiled back, kissing you one more time, like he'd never get the chance to again, and couldn't wait to pick up where you left off.