#null troopers

It’s easy to be the big spoon when the person you’re cuddling is way smaller than you are. I imagine Kal does that to not just hold them close, but also so his body is the closet to the door in case someone comes in.

Present day Skirata would definitely still try to do it, though it is difficult when you’re 5’2 and they’re 6’5 something. They also like to point out how they can very easily take care of themselves if there is ever a possibility of someone attacking them, and Kal acknowledges it, but refuses to stop, claiming that it’s his job to protect them.

Cuddle piles were also easier since the Nulls didn’t take up so much room when they were smaller.

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And who eats pussy better: vau or skirata?

Oh I loved this question anon ;)

So in Delta Squad the best pussy eater is probably Boss. His brothers are pretty close on the scale of course, but Boss is number one. Sadly Scorch is the worst because he'd rather run his mouth than use it.

In Omega Squad the best pussy eater is defiantly Atin. Niner and Corr are pretty close to the best though. Fi is also rather good, as is Darman. But all in all, Darman is the worst out of the Omega's.

The Null's? Now I'm sure we all assume Mereel or Jaing.....but that's just not true. All of them are kings at eating pussy, but the best of the best is Prudii!

Fuck. Alpha-17 resisted the temptation to run, striding down the corridors as fast as he could without panicking the tubies. Fuck fuck fucking sith-spawned piece of osik! The comm clicked on, and to his relief, Tavo was on the other end.

“Got your message. What’s going on?”

Alpha-17 didn’t waste time with pleasantries. “Dooku is leaving. And he’s told the longnecks he wants a squad to go with him. As escort.”

“Shit.” The profanity was low-voiced but heartfelt. One of the benefits in working with fellow alphas was that 17 didn’t need to spell out the obvious. Namely, why would a Sith chasing a Jedi need protection? At best, the unlucky squad assigned to Dooku would likely be used as bait to lure Ben out. At worst ….

“Who are they sending?” Tavo asked. It went without saying that there was no way they could prevent the squad from going. Not without tipping their hand and endangering every clone on Kamino.

“Sando squad,” Alpha-17 said.

“FUCK.” Tavo added a few more pungent words under his breath before cutting himself off. “With Ram in command?”

“Correct. You see the problem.” Alpha-17’s voice was hard as stone, and just as unforgiving. Sando squad had some good men, even if none of them had been blooded in a real fight yet. But their CC … Alpha-17 had long suspected that the Kaminoans’ genetic tinkering had taken a little too well in some brothers, and Ram was a prime example. Ram was a good CC, capable and smart. He tore through the flash-training and command-track drills like they were easy. But in Alpha-17’s opinion, he was also far too eager to please. Too obedient. If a superior officer told him to take his squad and go jump off a cliff, Ram wouldn’t even think to ask why on the way down.

It wasn’t inexperience. They all had learned too many hard lessons from trainers like Priest and Vau, and from the indifference and casual cruelty of the longnecks, to be that naive. No, it was almost as if something was missing when it came to Ram; some part of his brain that wouldn’t allow him to question an order, regardless of how stupid or suicidal that order might be.

Ram wasn’t to blame for what the longnecks had done to him, but that didn’t solve the current problem. Of all the squads to choose from, why did it have to be that one?

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