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Captain Rex stood at attention outside the quarters of one Senator Amidala on Mandalore. There were peace talks happening, though; he doubted that this time would be any different than the others. Still, he did his duty and stood guard. Not that watching over the senator from Naboo was his duty. No, he was the captain of the 501st. The Clone Squad was linked to General Anakin Skywalker and Commander Ahsoka Tano. So, why was Rex standing in front of the politician’s door?
Because General Skywalker was behind those closed doors.
It was a not-so-well-kept secret that the Jedi and Senator were romantically involved. Personally, he didn’t understand the Jedi and their abstinence from romance. While the Clones were contractually connected to the Republic, plenty of Clones enjoyed a woman or man [ whatever they chose] while on leave or drinking at the local watering hole. And as he said, almost everyone knew. Specifically almost every clone. And even General Kenobi.
Still, they had to pretend to not know and pretend to hide this secret. Hence, his position. Thankfully, whenever he was in a position like this, the couple mostly used their time to speak through holodeck or spend time with each other. And on the occasion they were intimate with each other, they weren’t ever loud. Thankfully.
“Having fun?”
Captain Rex turned his head to see Senator Lexi Sincerbeaux approach him. It was hard not to stare, but when you looked like the olive-skinned senator, it was difficult not to. Still, the clone captain stood at attention, before politely greeting, “Senator. I’m surprised you aren’t with the Duchess - I know you two are friends.”
With a knowing smirk on her lips, Lexi sauntered over to the clone, and purred, “It seems Satine is spending some time with General Kenobi. Our Jedi aren’t very good at their no attachments rule.” She teased, motioning in the direction of the door behind him.
Commander Cody had told Rex; Cody and Obi-Wan were by the books kind of men, but hells, they were men. They could die at any time - even a Jedi like Obi-Wan needed a woman’s touch. Though, he didn’t think the Master was intimate with Satine - just emotionally attached, which is what he thought was actually against the Jedi code. Either way, who cared?
Still, Rex cleared his throat, while looking back at the door, before chuckling slightly, “Want to hear something? Just last month, General Skywalker met the Bad Batch and saw that they had a painting of Senator Amidala on their ship. As you can imagine, he wasn’t very pleased.”
Genuinely amused, Lexi placed her hands on her hips, and shifted her hip to one side, “Now, Master Skywalker has good tastes, he can’t expect others not to be infatuated with Senator Amidala.”
“Pretty sure those boys don’t get a lot of action,” Rex smirked, “Didn’t even know they existed until we went on a mission with them. Did they tell you we found Echo?”
“Obi-Wan told me; I heard he…was a little worse for wear?”
With a frown on his face, Rex swallowed thickly before looking away, “It’s horrible what the Techno Union did to him. Inhumane. He was treated like…a thing. He’s alive and…he’s Echo, but he’s got a lot of mechanical parts to him. I think that’s why he felt maybe he belonged with the Bad Batch. I would have loved him to be back with the 501st, but I understand. Fives took it a little hard, but he understood as well.”
“It must feel conflicting,” Lexi hummed, “These men are your brothers, but you know you’re going to die and lose people. How do you face that?”
With a small sigh, Rex pointed out, “A little heavy for this time of night, isn’t it?”
Lexi’s lips curled into an apologetic smile, while offering, “Drink? I think the General and Senator will be alright in your absence.”
Taking one final look back at the door and wondering if he really should walk away, Rex decided they were on a neutral planet, and what happened on Mandalore stayed on Mandalore. It was a little odd being on Mandalore. The Clones were cloned from a Mandalorian bounty hunter, but he didn’t think the people of Mandalore thought of them as Mandalorian. Besides, they didn’t know anything of the culture - their culture was the Republic. Anything outside of that was foreign to them.
Following Lexi to her room, which was just around the corner; Rex placed his helmet on a nearby table, as the Senator began removing her earrings. After placing her own jewelry away in a secured lockbox, she took a bottle of wine that he assumed was left for her as a result of being close with the Duchess, and grabbed two glasses from a cabinet.
“I assume you know talks probably won’t be successful, Senator.” Rex commented, as he was handed a glass of wine.
With a deep sigh, Lexi sat down on the nice couch that ordained the room’s living space, “I can be hopeful. My beliefs align with Satine’s; this war has gone on too long. It’s a very, very large galaxy - I think it’s a little silly to not have two governing bodies communicating with each other.”
Rex sat in thought momentarily, before voicing, “I never thought much about the end of the war. Sure…we fight for victory of the Republic, but us clones were created for the war. Not sure what happens afterward.”
Giving him a small smile, Lexi hummed, “Senator Chuchi and I have been putting together a proposal. Of course, if clones choose, they can keep their government jobs, as Coruscant will need guards still, there’s still an army to be had, and there will be recovery efforts throughout the galaxy. But, if a clone wishes to retire…try out civilian life, they should be able to. And they should have a nice package thanking them for their services.”
Eyes widening, Rex asked, “You’d do that? For us?”
With almost a sad smile, Lexi asked, “Is it hard to believe that a Senator can care for the Clones? You’re people. Good people. Does my attitude betray me?”
“You are often hard to read, ma’am.”
“I suppose,” Lexi laughed gently, while leaning back and crossing her legs, “You know, it is difficult being a Senate member for the Republic when your father is the leader of the Separatists. No matter how hard you attempt to tell people that you didn’t even know he was your father up until a couple of years ago. It’s no wonder I don’t let many people in.”
“I’ll admit, it got me at first.”
Lexi smirked, “I don’t blame you. And now look, you’re having a drink with me.”
With a slight shrug, Rex took a sip of it, “I’m planning on having more than just a drink with you.”
Eyes darkening with lust, Lexi smirked and purred, “Oh good, you’re not as shy as you look.”
Downing the wine, Rex placed the glass on the table next to him, before expressing, “Not at all.”
Lexi could feel warmth encompass her being, as her eyes observed the flame in Rex’s brown orbs. While the captain could be authoritative and convey a sense of command, he was often soft around others. Respectful. She couldn’t blame herself for believing that the clone would be more reserved than it seems he actually was.
Still, Lexi didn’t want to wait. The unfurling of heat and lust picked her up from her seat, placing her own wine glass down, before sauntering up to the captain. Their gazes never left each other as the Senator’s toned leg settled on one side of his, before the other straddled over his lap. Fully straddling Rex, her well-manicured hands rested on the backrest of the couch behind him.
Leaning in, she purred, “You were saying?”
Rex’s right hand touched Lexi’s outer thigh, sliding up the silky dress to grab at her hip, before countering, “No. You were.”
Rex then picked up the shorter woman, keeping her legs wrapped around his hips, before turning to push her down against the couch. His well-defined body quickly loomed over her, as his bulge ground against the Senator’s core, pulsing hard against the thin fabric of her underwear. Even through his armor he could feel the heat radiating off her sex and he growled gently once feeling her thrusting her own hips up against him.
“Impressive, captain.”
“Don’t act like you haven’t slept with a clone before,” Rex thickly teased, using his knee to push her leg upward, and rubbed his throbbing bulge against her harder, “I’m sure you’re very familiar with our cocks.”
Rather than getting offended, Lexi laughed before running her hand down his chest, tugging at the seams of the armor, “It’s not about what it looks like, it’s about how someone uses it.”
“Oh, I plan on using it…and using it on you.”
It was then Rex pushed his mouth up against Lexi’s, wanting to taste the kiss of the woman who wore her sexuality on her sleeve. Some clones liked Senator Amidala. She was a regal woman who was both graceful, but compassionate, and very pretty in that big-eyed sort of way. He could see the attraction. He could even understand some of the clones who found someone like Asajj Ventress attractive; though, best to never say something like that in front of Wolffe.
Rex thought Lexi was a vixen beyond comprehension. Her caramel skin felt good as he dug his fingers against her curves and toned body. She was sultry and flirtatious like Ventress, but he was pretty sure she wasn’t a viper like that woman was. Lexi was young, sure of herself, unafraid, but compassionate as well. It was nice what she had said about wanting to put together a retirement plan for the clones; he wasn’t sure a man like him would ever want to retire, but it was a nice sentiment all the same.
“Are you really going to keep your armor on the whole time?” Lexi pouted teasingly, taking his full bottom lip in between her teeth.
Groaning at the sensation, Rex guided his hand up under the mound of one of her perfectly shaped breasts, “Thought you’d like the military kink.”
Lexi laughed further, as Rex leaned down to begin sucking on her neck. He could feel her hands moving all around his body, but it was his fingers that found their way under her panties and inside her warm wanting core. She was wet, but tight. And bald. It amused him that she clearly waxed or got her pubic hair removed by way of laser or something. Either way, she was ready for him - as if this little vixen planned this all along.
After pumping two fingers inside of her, Rex pulled away and stood up. Lexi bit her lower lip before reaching down to touch herself, making him harden even more underneath his blacks. Maker, he was going to explode if he didn’t bury himself inside of her sometime soon. A woman fingering herself was always a sight to behold.
Still, he offered her his hand, to which she took it to stand up. Rex gently pulled her into his body, while reaching around to pull the zipper of her dress down. Once the fabric dropped to the floor, the clone could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. Lexi had breasts that stood on their own and if someone asked, she’d have no problem in telling anyone that they were augmented. Not overdone - tasteful. She was flatchested beforehand.
Rolling one taut nipple in between his fingers, Rex instructed, “Take me to your bed.”
“Anything for you, captain.” Lexi snickered, having too much fun. Turning around, she grabbed his hand and led him to wear her bed was. A nice plush bed that was provided for her and Rex realized he could smell the hint of cinnamon in the air. It was an appropriate fragrance for a woman like her.
As Rex began removing his armor to be down in his blacks, Lexi smirked, and reached out to palm his bulge over the fabric of his pants. She began to get on her knees, before the captain stopped her. With a chuckle, he explained, “I appreciate the gesture and maybe some other time, but you do that and I’m not going to last long.”
“Hm,” Lexi hummed, pouting gently, “Your loss.”
“I know it is.” Rex chuckled, before removing the rest of his armor with her help, her hands touching bare skin when she could.
As the two of them stood there, his manhood bouncing upward once being freed, Lexi reached down to pull a moan out of the captain as she stroked his length, “Hm. It is different. Bigger. You’re impressive, Captain Rex.”
Rex scoffed, leaning into her touches, while leaning down to kiss her, “You don’t need to lie, princess.”
“I’m not.” She moaned against his mouth, while being picked up to be placed on the bed. Rex slipped her panties off her and took a look at the sight before him. Makers.
Moving back to hover over the woman, Rex pushed spread her legs further apart and began moving inside her. Makers she was tight. If the captain didn’t know any better, he’d say she wasn’t very experienced at all. But, that wasn’t true. The way she carried herself and the way she handled men told him she knew what she was doing - must have just done some exercises or something like that.
Lexi’s head tilted backward to feel him inch his way inside until he was bottoming out - causing her mouth to open in warm comfort. Rex took this opportunity to kiss along her jaw, as she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. They were flush against each other, with the captain giving swallow bucks inside - knowing she didn’t need much or any preparation.
“You hardly have hair to pull.” Lexi whined gently, while running her hand over his blonde head.
Chuckling, he slipped his fingers into her jet black locks, and tugged, “Luckily, you do.”
They were kissing once again, as Rex began to set a rhythm. His hips pumped in and out of the tight void gripping onto him. Admittedly, it had been a while for him. The 501st had a lot of missions and a lot of them were tough. The Umbara mission hadn’t been that long ago and he was still reeling from the horrors of that. Sure, they had succeeded in their mission and stood up to Pong Krell, but they lost so many brothers. Forced to shoot upon their own. And Fives and Jesse were almost executed. There were always casualties in this war, but it had been getting worse.
Maybe he wanted peace after all.
Feeling Lexi push at him, Rex naturally rolled on his back so the beautiful woman was on top of him. Flipping her hair back, she placed her hands on his chest, as his own hands were grabbing her hips, following her movements that needed no guidance. She knew what she was doing. Knew exactly how to ride him.
“Touch me.” Lexi commanded, her Amber eyes filled with desire and lust.
Happy to oblige, Rex reached down and pressed his thumb against her swollen clit. She was desperate for it, moaning immediately upon contact. It made him moan too - reaching with his other hand to grab at her mounds, harder than she expected. She loved it. She wanted this man to grab her as hard as he wanted, to feel full and satisfied.
His ministrations worked in tantum with her hip rotations, working her into a frenzy until Lexi was spasming with orgasm. Rex thought to himself that he never saw her as happy - truly engulfed in the climax that was wrapping itself around her. He was enjoying watching her ride out her peak - she didn’t come apart, she was in control of herself. Maybe that was hotter than her losing herself.
Reaching to grab onto her ass, Rex began moving his own hips and thrusting up inside of her. He moved her harder and faster against him, wanting to feel the sensation of the tip of his manhood panging against her cervix. Every time he jabbed up into her, Lexi preened in wanton abandon. She loved it, she wanted more.
Rex then took the opportunity to flip her down once more, positioning himself to relentlessly fuck her. He was determined, needing to ride out his own orgasm that he practically curled himself around her in an effort to sheath himself fully inside of her. Her body could take it. He thought for a moment what her ass would feel like squeezing his cock, but he didn’t want to stop. Next time.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Rex finally released himself inside of her. It had taken a few thrusts, but he was exploding. Lexi could feel the twitch of his cock inside of her and it made her grin in satisfaction. For a many of duty, he fucked like an unmovable force. He was powerful. Strong. It made her move her hands all around his body, marveling at the skin, and shape - as if she had never touched a man like this before.
Because she hadn’t. A clone, yes. But, someone like Rex? No. He was something else.
Finally slowing down, Rex stood still to let the cum jerk out of his tip, as he felt the blood rushing back to his head. The room felt a little clearer and as the sensation of lust came down, he looked at the woman underneath him and could only laugh gently, “Sorry. Hope I didn’t crush you.”
“Only you could fuck a girl as well as you did and then apologize.” Lexi smirked, while stroking his cheek.
Pulling out of her, Rex took the moment to catch his breath, as Lexi had already stood to retrieve water for him. He thanked her once she did and thought to himself that he probably should go. He didn’t want to be rude, but he also felt that perhaps he should be available in case General Skywalker needed him. How would he explain this?
Before Rex was able to get his clothes back on, Lexi stopped him with a simple finger to his chest, while grinning, “Drink the water, take a breath. Go to the refresher if you have to, but I’m enjoying that beautiful cock of yours.”
Well, maybe General Skywalker could wait.