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[ comfort officer ] • captain rex

synopsis - you're a comfort officer for the 501st but your sights are set on one person.

pairing - captain rex/reader.

warnings - nsfw.

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being a comfort officer for the 501st had been a rollercoaster of a ride, but one you had enjoyed so far. the members of the 501st had all fallen for you, but there was somebody in particular who caught your attention: captain rex. 

currently, rex's cock was in your mouth as he squirmed underneath you. his cock was so far in the back of your throat that you were gagging for air, however rex's delicious moans kept you from coming up. rex was completely at your mercy and you were loving every second of it. you see, rex was the only submissive member of the 501st in the bedroom. the captain would submit to you completely and without question. rex's love for you was pure and unfiltered and he told you that every time he saw you. but that was for another time. right now, you bobbed your head along rex's cock and revealed in the sounds he made. "oh maker, y/n," he groaned grasping your hair in his hands. "can't take it anymore, need to be inside of you." 

you pulled off his cock with a 'pop' sound and nodded, a smirk gracing your lips. you loved it when he begged for you and he was so close to begging. you turned around and shimmied your pants down your legs until they pooled at your ankles, shaking your arse at him teasingly. rex could let out a slow moan as he reached for the plush of your arse. taking each cheek in either hand, he squeezed tightly as he admired the way you filled his palms. his cock was so hard, it was hot to the touch and beads of pre cum were now dripping down his shaft. you turned around again to look at rex, still smiling. "poor baby, do you need me?" you asked teasingly. rex's throat was dry and all's he could do was nod as he swallowed. you obliged, pushing him down onto your bed and crawling on top of him. you teased him by grinding your pussy against his thigh, coating it with your wetness that had accumulated just from sucking him off. 

rex sighed and grasped your hips. "please," he begged. 

you cocked an eyebrow at him. "you know better than 'please'," you smiled, still grinding against him. 

"y/n, baby, i'm begging you," he pleaded. "i need you to ride me. i need it." 

"good boy," you whispered before making your way up to his cock. you aligned it perfectly with your cunt and slowly lowered yourself down on top of him. you were being so slow, rex was desperate to thrust himself up into you to bottom out, but he knew better than that. the last time he did you had tied him to your bed post for hours and made him watch as you brought yourself to orgasm again and again. "maker, rex, you're throbbing."

"i wonder why," rex groaned as he rolled his eyes at you. you slapped him slightly, causing the captain to look at you with wide eyes. 

"don't give me sass," you growled, before plonking yourself down on his last inch quickly. 

"holy fuck," rex moaned out, throwing his head back. 

you let out a chuckle and began to move your hips up and down, your pace agonisingly slow. "you like that pretty boy?" you whispered, bending down to give his lips a quick peck. rex nodded, eyes glossy and wide as he looked up at you. his eyes trailed down to your breasts, watching as they bounced with each bounce you did. it didn't take you long before you were quickening your pace, already bringing rex to orgasm. his eyes told you exactly what you wanted to know. "gonna cum rexy?" you asked cockily. 

"y-yeah," he whimpered, fists grasping the sheets beneath him. you laughed and continued bouncing up and down, eager to make the clone captain cum in less than a minute. you made a few more movements with your hips before rex was a stuttering, moaning mess beneath you. "cumming y/n-" he screamed out, letting the others in his squad know you were fucking him senseless. 

"my my," you whispered, slowing down as he came inside of you. "you made a mess pretty boy."

"'m sorry," he whimpered. rex's eyes were glued to where you were joined, watching as you lifted yourself up off his cock, his cum dribbling out of you. 

"my eyes are up here," you snapped. rex's eyes shot up so he was looking at you directly in the eye. you were smiling sweetly at him now, watching as his face softened. 

"sorry love," he mumbled. you bent down, eye-level with his cock and put it in your mouth once more. "w-what are - ah - you doing?"

"sensitive?" you choked, mouthful of his cock. he nodded in response. "oh i'm not done with you yet, captain," you purred. 

boy, was rex in for a long night. 

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#I can fix him, unless-

Been thinking about Echo’s robo legs and was wondering if you’d do something with him and reader. Maybe discussing how he had to learn to be more careful walking, though he still sometimes trips up, if there are any receptors (nerve or muscle) and if he can feel them. Perhaps reader gives him some gentle love (kissing and cuddles? Maybe thigh massage to help with aches?). Basically soft, kissing, cuddle, care, with humor thrown in to lighten the mood. Please and thank you if you decide to write anything. Have fun as always.

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That's an interesting idea! I hope I got that right 😅

Echo x Reader One-shot - Man And Machine

Fluff/Comfort/Slightly Suggestive

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It happens suddenly and unexpectedly. Echo is in a hurry, on his way back to the Marauder. He is already on the lookout for you and quickens his steps when he sees you, with a smile on his lips. Then it happens, it's just a small bump, hardly worth mentioning really, but it throws him off balance. Echo stumbles and unexpectedly falls to the ground at a rapid pace, just barely catching himself on his arms to avoid landing on his face. He curses softly, growling to himself, and for a moment he stays like that. Echo would like to sink into the ground and disappear, but this has to happen to him in front of you, of all people. He hears fast footsteps approaching and knows that you are hurrying to him because you are worried, kind-hearted as you are. Echo sighs softly and slowly straightens up. He's back on his feet and patting down his gear when you reach him. "Echo. Are you okay? What happened?" He mumbles softly with a wry smile, "Well, I tripped." "Did you hurt yourself?" "Just my pride," he says with a sigh. You breathe a sigh of relief. This gesture puts a smile on his lips, it's a nice feeling for Echo to know you care about him. You sit down on a bench near the Marauders, where Echo checks his legs for damage. Thoughtfully, he says more to himself than to you, "Maybe I should ask Tech to check the prosthetics." He looks back up and immediately notices something is on your mind. "Are you okay, mesh'la? You seem so thoughtful." You glance at him from the side and say quietly, "You know I'm very curious." Echo raises his brows in amusement and replies, "Indeed." You chew your lower lip uncertainly for a moment before saying, "Can I ask you something rather personal? Something we haven't talked about before?" Echo straightens up in his seat in surprise and looks at you intently. "You can ask me anything, Mesh'la." You hesitate for a moment, but then ask, "Can you feel your legs?" Echo looks at you questioningly. "You mean the prosthetics?"

You nod. "Um, no, not exactly. When I- was rebuilt, my brain was also partially altered, chips put in, artificial neural pathways put in, neural emitters and receivers. My prosthetic legs are linked to that. So I perceive them, I can coordinate them, but feeling is different." Thoughtfully, you look down at his legs and gently touch the metal knee. "So you don't feel that?" He shakes his head. "No. However, if you were to cut my legs with a lightsaber, for example, the artificial receptors within the prosthetics would register it, I would know what is happening even if I didn't feel it. However, this perception does not equate to a feeling, no pain, no tickling, itching or anything like that, it is just.... registered," with a smile he adds, "But as you know very well I have other parts of my body that are very sensitive." "Does it hurt sometimes? I mean the rest of your legs that are still there". He nods slowly. "Quite often, actually. I cramp up sometimes because it's hard to coordinate my steps, as you saw today" "Your thighs cramp?" Again he nods. "Why didn't you say something earlier? I could always massage your thighs at night," you suggest. Echo smiles, but before he can say anything back you hear Crosshair sitting on the Marauder's ramp, who you hadn't noticed before, say, "You want to massage his thighs?" with an amused look at Echo he adds, "Good luck not getting a boner every time she does that. A good thigh massage can be pretty damn sensual" Echo stiffens a little, you see his cheeks flush slightly. "Would you please stay out of this conversation" Echo grumbles. You say with a wry smile, "I wouldn't mind if that happened". Echo's cheeks get a little more color. Crosshair rolls his eyes, "Get a room, idiots in love."

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25 Days of Life Day: Day 7 - Life Day Light Display with Echo

Warnings: Fluff

WC: 1.4K

A/N: I’m pretty sure this is the longest one I’ve written so far lol. I just really love this man 😭💚❤️💚

“GAH!” You mess with your hair one last time before deciding this is as good as it’s going to get.

Echo had finally asked you on a date after years of longing and stolen glances, so you were trying to look just right for him. It just felt like you were never going to reach a contentment with how you appear. Everything felt… too much or not enough. How were you supposed to dress for a date with someone you’ve been in love with for nearly ten years?

“What’s wrong?” Omega appears in the doorway of your fresher.

Since you’d all settled down aside from the occasional job, Cid allowed the guys to turn the upstairs of her bar into an apartment that you all lived in.

“Oh, nothing.” You lie, putting on a smile.

Omega rolls her eyes, clearly not believing you. “Is this about your date with Echo?”

“You know about that?” You ask, putting all your makeup back into your bag.

She sits on the edge of the tub, watching you with a smirk. “You do realize I’m not a little kid anymore, right?”

You chuckle and smile at the girl that you’ve known for five years now. Of course she wasn’t a little kid anymore. Her teenage years were arriving and she probably knew more about life stuff than you realized. You try to be there for her when she asks questions, whether it be about girl stuff or boys or really anything she needs. She’s like the little sister you never had.

“I’d go with the blue dress, by the way. Echo’s favorite color is blue.” She walks back into your room to grab your blue dress from the closet and brings it back to you. “And your hair looks good. Stop messing with it.”

You kiss her on the head with a grateful smile. “When did you get so wise?”

“Learned from the best.” She grins. “Have fun tonight!”

She walks out of your room, closing the door behind her so you can get ready. You quickly pull off your robe to put the dress on and go and do one last onceover before walking over to Echo’s room across the hall. With one last deep breath, you knock on the door a couple of times.

When Echo opens the door, you’re met with a wide smile and the kindest eyes you’ve ever seen. Immediately, your heart goes soft like it always does when you see him. He’s wearing a blue collared, button up and khakis and you just know that Omega had something to do with his outfit.

“Wow… you look beautiful…” Echo looks you up and down, struggling for words. “I mean, you always look beautiful. But wow…”

Warmness creeps into your face at the compliment. “Thank you. You look great, too.”

“You ready to go?” He offers his flesh arm and you nod, taking it.

“Have fun you two.” Hunter calls from the living room.

“But not too much fun!” Wrecker calls from the kitchen.

Echo rolls his eyes as he opens the front door so you two can leave. You can’t help but laugh. The support of all the Batchers means everything to you. You spent so much time worrying about whether or not they’d allow it or support it.

“They’re too much.” Echo shakes his head.

“Yeah, but they mean well.” You squeeze your hand over his as you lean into him while you walk toward wherever it is that Echo planned your date.

You walk in comfortable silence for a bit until you realize you’re headed to the park. The sun has finally set and you’re able to notice the Life Day light displays throughout the park.

“Oh wow!” You grin eagerly.

“You like it?” Echo walks toward a vendor stand selling hot cocoa and caf.

“I love it. I’ve never seen lights like this.” You tell him, unable to look away from all the lights.

“How many?” The vendor asks.

“Just one.” Echo holds up a finger.

You give him a curious look. “You don’t want one?”

“I thought it’d be more romantic if we shared? Unless you’re worried about germs?” He teases as he pays the vendor.

“I don’t mind your germs.” You laugh, rolling your eyes.

Echo chuckles and hands you the cup of cocoa and takes your hand. Looking down between you at your hands, you squeeze his hand and then look back up at him. Your hands fit together perfectly. He smiles down at you as if you’re somehow more to look at than the beautiful lights.

Echo leads you down the path where a tunnel of soft white lights starts you out. You look up at the arch and then through it at the lights at the end of it. Somehow in the last five years, you’d never seen this Life Day light display.

“My mother used to take me to Life Day light displays when I was a kid…” You tell Echo, handing him the cocoa. “She used to work a lot… but she always made time during the Life Day season to do fun things like this.”

Echo gives you a soft smile, encouraging you to continue as he takes a drink. He’s always been so patient with you.

“I always think of her during Life Day… It was easy to forget about during the war…” You tell him as he hands you back the cup. “But since the end of the war… It's like, I don’t want to forget anymore… I love celebrating with Omega, giving her the things that I had as a child… I love celebrating with you.”

You near the end of the light tunnel and are able to see all the light displays even clearer now. It really is beautiful and you couldn’t be more glad that this is where Echo took you for your first date.

“I love celebrating with you, too.” Echo admits. “I didn’t have things like this before… so it’s nice. Makes me feel like a regular person.”

“Well, you are now.” You grin.

“I suppose you’re right.” He nods like he’s remembering he’s no longer a soldier.

You look up toward the archway of lights, noticing the mistletoe and stop Echo. When he gives you a confused look, you point up.

“Oh-” He becomes flustered.

“If you don’t want-” You start to apologize, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, and start walking.

“Wait.” He grabs your hand and pulls you back toward him.

He grins down at you, wrapping his scomp arm around your lower back to pull you near and cups your face. It makes you happy knowing that he doesn’t mind touching you with it. You remember years back when the thought of you even touching it wasn’t an option. He’s come so far.

You both have.

“I’ve been wanting to do this every year for the last five years.” He chuckles.

He leans in toward you and you meet him halfway, eagerly. His lips are as soft as the first time you kissed a couple weeks ago and he tastes like the peppermint cocoa you’ve been drinking. It’s enough to make you a little dizzy, going warm and fuzzy all over. When he pulls away, he takes his time opening his eyes.

“Have I mentioned how much I love doing that?” He asks, softly.

“Have I mentioned how much I love you doing that as well?” You reach up to kiss him again.

“Photo?” A man with a camera comes up to ask you.

“Please.” Echo hands the man a credit and takes the cup of cocoa, sitting it down out of the way so he can pull you into his arms, dipping you as he kisses you.

The man snaps the photo and when Echo doesn’t pull away from you immediately, the man waits a moment before clearing his throat, awkwardly.

“Oh. Sorry.” Echo pulls you back up and takes the photo from the man, grinning down at it before showing you. “You look absolutely beautiful. I’ll never get over how lucky I am.”

“Stop.” You go warm in the face and take the photo from him to look at it.

The lights all around you shine around the two of you so perfectly and Echo is smiling into the kiss as you cup his cheek. It’s definitely going by your bedside when you get home.

“Let’s go look at some lights.” Echo hands you the drink from the ground again and takes your hand, kissing it before continuing down the path.

You’re pretty sure that your future with this man is even more bright than all of these lights combined.

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The Professor's Gift

I can't keep this Echo story out of my head. Please enjoy this sappy fluff.

Part One Part Two

Cid started skimming only a third of the tips rather than half which, while it didn’t present an opportunity to save, it did allow for a few extra credits to augment the bland dehydrated portions that left an echo of hunger each day. A small container of black hole pepper was the first acquisition and even the lightest sprinkle made the meal feel more civilized. At the sight of it, the Trandoshan clucked her tongue and rolled her eyes, muttering.

One or other of the boys would join in the nightly walk when they were around. However, Echo volunteered more frequently, and you’d meander together, hands brushing but not clasping no matter how badly the wanted to lest someone see— his insistence, not yours. Always taking different routes to that peaceful place lest someone notice a routine and get ideas.

Once sitting on the windowsill, you’d settle between his legs, leaning back into his chest. His arms would hold you close, and he’d occasionally kiss your temple while in deep discussion about one thing or another. Sometimes there was comfortable silence. It always ended with a long, slow kiss.

One night you’d insisted on swapping positions, wanting to treat him with the same gentleness. Initially, Echo had resisted but relented when it became obvious that you weren’t getting up from the sill. Tentatively, he sat and leaned against you, tense and self-conscious. Then you held him close and stroked his cheek and he melted.

“It doesn’t bother you?” he asked, touching the headpiece and gesturing to everything else that been done to him. “This?”

“No. Not at all,” you said softly.

*

Butterflies. A swarm in your stomach. You couldn’t wait for Cid’s annoyed wave that released you from the cantina. Omega and her brothers were around, and Echo had silently signaled that he would be the one joining the nightly walk. He and his siblings had been gone for a few weeks this time.

You’d hidden a little surprise near Echo’s Alcove – that’s what you’d privately named it – and were excited to share it.

Contrary to Cid’s and Echo’s brothers’ belief, you had some survival skills. Not necessarily skills that were helpful on Ord Mantell, but you could survive in a wilderness for a time. The entire reason was stubbornness and rage incited by another professor’s mocking challenge that you could not possibly make it more than a day on a mountain hike before being defeated and retreating to civilization.

The bet? He didn’t even offer terms if he won, confident that you’d fail. You demanded his speeder, then studied, taking notes that you'd brought on the journey. The journey that wound up lasting three weeks.

You got that speeder.

During the solitary walks through Ord Mantell, you’d salvaged this and that bit of detritus. A few credits were saved to purchase another bit of seasoning and a treat that, in another life, had been common but now felt extravagant.

“You seem . . . anxious,” Tech observed just before you and Echo departed the cantina, having noticed an uncharacteristic giddiness.

“Just eager to leave for a bit,” you said, throwing a bag over your shoulder. “Been a long day.”

“Been a slow day,” Cid muttered. That kriffing woman!

“Be careful,” Tech said. “Both of you.”

*

Echo had gotten comfortable enough to allow you to straddle him while he leaned against the window frame, both lost in a kiss that seemed like it could go on until every star in the galaxy burnt out.

“I made something for you. It’s not . . . I just wanted to—” you faltered, suddenly feeling embarrassed and silly.

After accepting that you genuinely weren’t going to recoil, Echo felt a little bolder and cupped your face with both hands, cherishing the smile that emerged when you felt his warm hand and his metal one at your cheeks.  

“What is it?”

You rose and went to the little nearby hideaway you’d found, took out what had been collected, and began assembling it into a makeshift grille while sitting on the floor. From the bag came a fresh nuna leg and the two tiny containers of seasoning.

“I always liked to cook,” you said quietly. “It’s not much, but I wanted to do something nice for you.”

Echo gazed down at you sprinkling the scantest bit of seasoning on the little nuna leg. He understood that you were basically an indentured servant to Cid and that understanding had begun to dig into his chest at the sight of the Trandoshan woman. You had so little, yet you’d spent some of it to cook for him.

You glanced up to see Echo’s eyes glistening and ready to spill over.

“Echo? Are you— I’m sorry,” you wavered, worried that somehow this reminded him of something hurtful. “I didn’t mean to—"

“No! This is—,” he stopped short and moved to sit on the floor next to you, taking your hands in his. “No one has ever . . . –Thank you.”

Echo looked happy and it was the most beautiful sight you’d ever seen.

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[ comfort officer ] • captain rex

synopsis - you're a comfort officer for the 501st but your sights are set on one person.

pairing - captain rex/reader.

warnings - nsfw.

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being a comfort officer for the 501st had been a rollercoaster of a ride, but one you had enjoyed so far. the members of the 501st had all fallen for you, but there was somebody in particular who caught your attention: captain rex. 

currently, rex's cock was in your mouth as he squirmed underneath you. his cock was so far in the back of your throat that you were gagging for air, however rex's delicious moans kept you from coming up. rex was completely at your mercy and you were loving every second of it. you see, rex was the only submissive member of the 501st in the bedroom. the captain would submit to you completely and without question. rex's love for you was pure and unfiltered and he told you that every time he saw you. but that was for another time. right now, you bobbed your head along rex's cock and revealed in the sounds he made. "oh maker, y/n," he groaned grasping your hair in his hands. "can't take it anymore, need to be inside of you." 

you pulled off his cock with a 'pop' sound and nodded, a smirk gracing your lips. you loved it when he begged for you and he was so close to begging. you turned around and shimmied your pants down your legs until they pooled at your ankles, shaking your arse at him teasingly. rex could let out a slow moan as he reached for the plush of your arse. taking each cheek in either hand, he squeezed tightly as he admired the way you filled his palms. his cock was so hard, it was hot to the touch and beads of pre cum were now dripping down his shaft. you turned around again to look at rex, still smiling. "poor baby, do you need me?" you asked teasingly. rex's throat was dry and all's he could do was nod as he swallowed. you obliged, pushing him down onto your bed and crawling on top of him. you teased him by grinding your pussy against his thigh, coating it with your wetness that had accumulated just from sucking him off. 

rex sighed and grasped your hips. "please," he begged. 

you cocked an eyebrow at him. "you know better than 'please'," you smiled, still grinding against him. 

"y/n, baby, i'm begging you," he pleaded. "i need you to ride me. i need it." 

"good boy," you whispered before making your way up to his cock. you aligned it perfectly with your cunt and slowly lowered yourself down on top of him. you were being so slow, rex was desperate to thrust himself up into you to bottom out, but he knew better than that. the last time he did you had tied him to your bed post for hours and made him watch as you brought yourself to orgasm again and again. "maker, rex, you're throbbing."

"i wonder why," rex groaned as he rolled his eyes at you. you slapped him slightly, causing the captain to look at you with wide eyes. 

"don't give me sass," you growled, before plonking yourself down on his last inch quickly. 

"holy fuck," rex moaned out, throwing his head back. 

you let out a chuckle and began to move your hips up and down, your pace agonisingly slow. "you like that pretty boy?" you whispered, bending down to give his lips a quick peck. rex nodded, eyes glossy and wide as he looked up at you. his eyes trailed down to your breasts, watching as they bounced with each bounce you did. it didn't take you long before you were quickening your pace, already bringing rex to orgasm. his eyes told you exactly what you wanted to know. "gonna cum rexy?" you asked cockily. 

"y-yeah," he whimpered, fists grasping the sheets beneath him. you laughed and continued bouncing up and down, eager to make the clone captain cum in less than a minute. you made a few more movements with your hips before rex was a stuttering, moaning mess beneath you. "cumming y/n-" he screamed out, letting the others in his squad know you were fucking him senseless. 

"my my," you whispered, slowing down as he came inside of you. "you made a mess pretty boy."

"'m sorry," he whimpered. rex's eyes were glued to where you were joined, watching as you lifted yourself up off his cock, his cum dribbling out of you. 

"my eyes are up here," you snapped. rex's eyes shot up so he was looking at you directly in the eye. you were smiling sweetly at him now, watching as his face softened. 

"sorry love," he mumbled. you bent down, eye-level with his cock and put it in your mouth once more. "w-what are - ah - you doing?"

"sensitive?" you choked, mouthful of his cock. he nodded in response. "oh i'm not done with you yet, captain," you purred. 

boy, was rex in for a long night. 

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25 Days of Life Day: Day 13 - Decorating the Palace with Boba

a/n: I wasn't too confident with this one so don't feel bad if you dislike it lol.

warnings: pregnancy, a teensy lil bit of angst if you really look? idk.

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“You know we have people to do that, right?” Fennec chuckles, leaning against the wall while you finish putting tinsel around one of four trees. 

“Mmhm, but I’d rather do it how I want.” You smile. 

“I’m gonna go grab the-” Fennec starts.

You and Boba have been married for two years now and Fennec still doesn’t like you doing your own stuff around the palace. Granted, you’re seven months pregnant and maybe a tad bit more fragile than you were last Life Day but this is where you find peace in your life. Decorating the place, yourself.

“No, don’t. I’m content doing it.” You assure her. “I promise.” 

“And what do you think Boba is going to say when he gets back and sees his very pregnant wife doing all this extra work?” She quirks an eyebrow.

“He’d be proud to see me take initiative?” You chuckle.

“Would I?” You both hear Boba’s voice in the hall. 

You turn around, smiling at your husband. You’d missed him so much since he’d been away on business with whatever it was he was up to these days. Gathering allies, or visiting old friends. You can’t keep up. 

“Hello, my love.” You grin.

“Don’t ‘Hello, my love’ me.” He looks firmly at you. “Please, get down.” “Fine.” You huff and start to step down off the ladder with Fennec giving you a hand. 

“We’ll talk later.” Boba nods to you before walking away. 

Fennec gives you an “I told you so” look and you roll your eyes, walking away. It wasn’t like you were that high up off of the ground. But Boba is Boba and he’s always been overprotective of you. You used to find it endearing and sexy. But with being pregnant and all these hormones pumping through your body, it’s starting to be a bit much. Life Day has always been your favorite holiday and Boba knows it. 

“Boba.” You call out to him. 

He stops and turns toward you, his expression softening. You can tell whatever it was that was keeping him away didn’t go well. 

“I missed you.” You reach up and cup his face, kissing him.

He pulls you against him, as much as he can with your belly in the way, wrapping his arms around you.

“I missed you too, princess.” He murmurs against your lips. “I’m sorry about-” You wave your hand, dismissing it. “Already forgotten.” “I’ll never understand how I got so lucky.” He smiles down at you, kissing your forehead. 

“Stop thinking about business for a bit… decorate with me.” You look up at him with begging eyes. “Please?”

He sighs, softly, pulling his hands back around to rest on your stomach. “You know I can never say no to that face.” 

“And just think you’ll have a daughter with a face like it in a few months. You’ll never stand a chance against two of these faces.” You laugh, leading him back to the tree. 

“I’m doomed.” He chuckles as he stands up on the stool so that he can hang the ornaments for you.

“Yes, but you’ll be happy about it.” You shrug, handing him the ornaments.

He grins down at you, obviously forgetting about whatever it was that put him in a bad mood earlier. “With you as my wife and our perfect child, how could I not be?”

He continues to help you decorate the palace until you retire to bed so he can properly apologize for earlier, which you gladly and eagerly accept.

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