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Inspecting the Troops	By : Snootiegirl Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Clone Wars Views: 30729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own none of these Star Wars: The Clone Wars characters and make no money off the writing of this work. Star Wars is owned by Disney.

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Chapter 7
Ahsoka grumbled to herself. Why did she have to look for this elusive piece of equipment that was just oh-so-important to the next mission? Was that really a good use of her time as a Commander? Her Master seemed awfully glad to be sending her on this little hide-and-seek mission.
She entered the equipment bunker onboard the Resolute with a scowl on her face and cloud on her brow. Using the Force, she tried to triangulate the Hydro-vibro-scanner-flutuator-thingy that Skyguy needed. Whatever it was, she didn't care.
She was just in that bad a mood.
After a half hour of fruitless searching, she gave up. With a huff and a stomp of her boot, she turned around and headed back toward the door. Luckily, even in a bad mood, Ahsoka's natural and Jedi graces allowed her to move with very little sound. Otherwise, she would have missed . . .
"I thought you'd feel right at home in here with all of these long, phallic gun barrels, Fives."
Ahsoka stopped dead and listened intently. When she triangulated the location of the voice, she quickly ducked behind some loaded supply shelves from which she could see. Who is Fives with, she wondered. And just where was this conversation headed?
"Yeah," replied Fives. "But I'm not used to being dwarfed. I like being the largest phallic symbol in the joint." The hearty laugh of two men echoed around the room.
She found them tucked back in a corner, well away from the sight lines of the entry door. Somewhere secluded and private, she surmised. A smile crawled across her face. She was happy that Fives had found someone.
Adjusting her stance a little to duck her head and see them more clearly, she picked out Fives immediately as he faced her. The other Clone was becoming more familiar but it wasn't until Fives reached out his hand to run it down the other Clones cheek that things clicked.
"How long did it take?" Fives asked about the large tattoo that covered most of Kix's head. Ahsoka had wondered the same thing.
Kix answered as if he had been asked the same question many times before. "Eh, several hours across several sessions. I couldn't sit still for longer than three to four hours at a time. You know how it is." He smiled at Fives and received a knowing smile in return.
Yes, thought Ahsoka. It's not like my boys to be idle.
Kix then covered Fives' hand with his own. They stood like that, stone still for a few moments, somehow taking the measure of each other. Ahsoka was just about to try to make a discreet exit when their fatigue-clad bodies moved toward each other.
Kix's eyes dropped to Fives' mouth. They met slowly but surely. They had been dancing around each other for a while now. Fives had intimated his desires first, and Kix had slowly nursed his own. He knew about Fives and Echo, and like the Captain, he didn't want to intrude on any grief.
Reaching his other hand up to Fives' shoulder, Kix pulled him smoothly forward. Their heads tilted to avoid bumping noses. At first, there was a just a brush of skin on skin. Then Kix's eyes widened as Fives came down much harder on his mouth, demanding entrance. The medic felt his heartbeat speed up at the intensity of Fives' actions. It was intoxicating to be so forcefully desired.
Opening his mouth, their tongues began to tangle. Fives moaned into their joined mouths, then detached to trace a line down Kix's stubbly chin to his pulse point. Sucking hard at the skin there, he noted the elevation in the other man's heart rate. Smiling to himself, he moved back up toward an earlobe.
Meanwhile, the medic was concentrating on connecting their chests and abdomen's together. He liked the feel of hard muscle against his own. It was very different from his brief time with Ahsoka. But different wasn't a detriment at all. If anything, Kix felt lucky to be able to experience both.
Fives arrived back at Kix's mouth for more deep kissing--too deep to even breathe through their noses. When they broke for air, Fives latched on to Kix's lower lip with his teeth, not biting hard, just holding on. Kix smiled. He laced his arms around Fives' back and held on as well.
Ahsoka realized that she really should leave them in private. But her recently developed naughty side was enjoying the show way too much to leave now.
Sliding an exploratory hand up into Fives' hair, Kix massaged the back of his partner's head as he moved with the motion of their kissing. Then he broke free to explore the skin on Fives' neck too. Fives let out a groan of appreciation.
Then things got really heated.
Fives grabbed onto Kix's shoulders and slammed him back against an empty wall. The other man's eyes widened again in shock, tempered by a fiery anticipation. Fives pulled his shirt over his head, then leaned forward and divested Kix of his as well. Then he attacked the medic's nipples with his fingers, pinching them hard. His mouth attached to prominent collar bones, nipping and growling his progress.
Kix writhed against the wall. He spread his legs apart to invite Fives even more into his personal space. At first, his hands stayed flat against the cool metal behind him, but then he raised them to Fives' hips and clutched the loose fabric into his fists. His thumbs hooked into the waistband and rubbed against the soft skin he found. His head fell back with his mouth open and panting.
Fives left Kix's nipples and traveled his hands down the flat of the other man's stomach, finding new sensitive spots. His large hands cupped around the medic's sides and he massaged his fingers on the back, his thumbs on the abdominal wall in front. The rough texture of his fingers was very stimulating. He felt the same type of thing going on on his hips.
Suddenly, Fives pulled back. He didn't stop touching Kix, but he was too far away for the other man to kiss him or do anything except hold onto his hips.
"You all right?" he asked in a low, gravelly voice laced with unspent lust.
Kix looked confused. "Yeah, why?" He wondered if he had done something wrong.
"Well," Fives replied dropping his gaze a little. "I can be a little rough. I didn't know if it was your style or whatever." He lifted his eyes back to his partners'.
Kix lifted a hand to Fives jaw. He started intently into the brown eyes just like his own. "I like it rough," he assured the ARC with a voice as low and gravelly as Fives' had been. "I want to know I'm fucking a man--or he's fucking me." He smirked to punctuate his pronouncement. "Get on with it."
Kix made a move toward Fives, and Fives reflexes reacted. He grabbed Kix hard by the arms, pinning them to his sides. Then he came nose-to-nose to the medic.
He barked out an order, "Turn around and assume the position. Hands up!" Then he spun Kix and pushed him against the metal wall with all of his body.
Ahsoka couldn't help a sharp intake of breath. Rex had never been that forceful with her. She hoped that Kix hadn't bitten off more than he could chew, so to speak.
Fives kicked the other man's legs apart a little to settle him just a little lower. This would give him more leverage for pumping. He ran his hands up Kix's arms and slid his fingers between those already scrabbling against the smooth surface.
With his face crammed against Kix's ear and his hips pressing just ever-so-much more than the rest of his body, he said, "Does that feel like a man grinding into you, brother?"
Kix just groaned and threw his head back, seeking out Fives' lips once more. They kissed sloppily and noisily for a few moments, Fives continuing to grind into Kix's ass. Fives' hands slipped down toward Kix's waistband, teasing the soft flesh under the elastic. Kix remained poised on the wall.
Fives began working his brother's pants downward, running his hands over his tight cheeks. He growled into Kix's mouth as he appreciated the physique before him. Not that they weren't both built, as Ahsoka duly noted, but because he liked feeling the little differences.
Setting a painstaking pace in disrobing the man pinned to the wall, Fives was halfway down Kix's legs when Kix turned to look down at his partner.
"You gonna be all day down there?" he provoked the ARC with a lifted eyebrow.
Fives stopped all movement to regard Kix. He tilted his head to the side, stayed in his crouched position, and stuck a thick forefinger into his mouth. Kix watched him intently. When the finger emerged with a soft pop, Fives began running it up and down the back of Kix's knees. The medic's eyes closed softly.
"Some things take time to develop, to let the pleasure spread. And others are best enjoyed fast and hard," he lectured softly. On the last sound, he raised his hand to Kix's ass and buried the wet finger to the second knuckle. Kix groaned at the intrusion, unused to the sensation.
Fives rose to his feet again, shucking his own pants down. He kissed his way across Kix's shoulder blades to his ear once again.
"Hard enough for ya," he asked and crooked his finger a little. The other man yelped and jumped just a little. "Uh-huh. No moving from that spot," Fives chastised. "At least, not until I find the perfect spot myself." Kix wasn't quite sure what Fives meant.
But in the next moment, he didn't concern himself with semantics anymore. The finger was removed and replaced by something much harder, wetter, and thicker. Fives used a small tube of lubricant that he had grabbed with his other hand as he had tormented Kix with his insertion. His cock covered, he pressed against the tight ring of muscle, demanding entrance.
Kix braced himself a little more and pressed back. He was in pain, but he knew that he'd survive. Fives had told him a little about his experiences with Echo when they were still flirting with each other. He hadn't imagined that Fives would be interested in him. Fives was an ARC; he could have anyone.
But here they were, enjoying each other immensely if he were to go by the sound of grunts and growls emanating from Fives' throat. Fives worked to incrementally move himself into his sheath, searching at the same time for the right angle to Kix's sweet spot.
Kix felt the air rush out of his lungs as Fives sank home. "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, baby. Let me feel it," he ground out.
Taking that cue, Fives began to move. He pivoted his hips up and back, his torso steady as he gripped Kix's hips from behind. The lube made it easy to come up to speed quickly. Almost too easy. Fives began to realize that it had been a long time since he had last had sex with anyone. He wasn't going to last.
When he heard Kix's voice begin to rise in pitch and gasp out the ARC's name, he knew he had the perfect angle. It felt just right to him as well.
"Not . . . going . . . to . . . last," he ground out. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations flowing through his limbs and trunk. Although this was his first sexual dalliance with Kix, they had been building a sort of intimacy spending their meager off-time together. He admired the medic's optimistic view of the galaxy. It seemed to mesh well with his acerbic sense of humor.
"Uuh!" Kix called out. "Yes, right there. So fucking good!"
The pronouncement of his partner's pleasure was too much for Fives. He came hard and in a rush, steadily pumping until he was spent. He collapsed on the other man's sweaty back lacing his arms around to Kix's chest.
After a moment of heavy breathing, he apologized quietly.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop myself. You were too fucking tight and hot," he said. He began trailing kisses down Kix's back, sliding his flaccid member out of the other man's body. Kix groaned at the loss of stimulation.
"I'll make it up to you," Fives assured him between kisses.
Fives had had time to think about his lost lover Echo over the past six months. He realized that he regretted that he was much more focused on his own physical pleasure and release than he was on his brother's. Echo never complained--and he got off as often as Fives--but Fives recalled with shame that Echo often had to take care of himself.
Fives didn't want that kind of one-sided love life again. He wanted to give as well as receive the pleasure of his body.
Holding Kix toward the wall, Fives slid around to place his back to it, kneeling so that he found himself at eye level with Kix's neglected cock. It bobbed up and down with the medic's excited breathing. Kix looked down between his still outstretched arms to watch.
Fives reached a rough hand around the base of Kix's cock and pulled him to his mouth. Licking the underside, he then made little circles across the foreskin. Retracting it with his fingers, he placed the whole crown into his mouth and began sucking. Kix kept his eyes glued to Fives. But he couldn't help his mind wandering back to the blowjob that Ahsoka had given him. Their mouths were both hot and wet. But while Ahsoka was enthusiastic, Fives had more strength and more suction. Kix moaned at the sensation.
Fives pulled off for a moment to fuel Kix's lust. "Do you like it when I suck on you?" he asked huskily.
"Yes," Kix replied with force and passion. "Suck me," he pleaded and looked into Fives' eyes. The ARC was happy to comply.
Kix couldn't help the pumping of his hips as Fives took him in again. He felt almost over-stimulated from being fucked so well without getting any release. Fives settled his head back to the wall and allowed Kix free reign to move as he liked. He kept up the suction and his tongue movement as Kix set an almost frantic pace.
"Oh, yeah. Suck that cock," Kix muttered, his eyes still glued to Fives' face.
With a gasp and a groan, Kix came just as hard as Fives had. He ground into his partner's mouth and pumped the last few centimeters until he felt his trembling abate. He pulled away from Fives, hoping he hadn't hurt the man with his enthusiasm. Fives reluctantly let Kix slide from his lips, but not without catching him in his hand for one last swipe of his tongue.
His eyes swept up to catch Kix's. He pushed his tired legs out from under him and sat flush on the floor. Kix crumpled down into his lap, straddling his legs and tucking his feet under Fives' arched knees. Kix lightly kissed Fives' swollen and red lips, cupping his face in his capable medically-trained hands.
Fives reached out to hold both himself and Kix in his hand, stroking the two of them together lightly. The silky skin of their softened cocks rubbed together deliciously. They both sighed heavily with contentment.
In the intimate aftermath of their lust, Ahsoka finally felt like she was intruding. This was their time for connection. Witnessing this felt more like she was intruding on their very thoughts and emotions. She quietly made her way to the door and exited without disturbing the pair.
The two lovers took their time kissing and caressing and talking quietly. They dressed themselves and each other slowly, making sure few signs of their tryst were visible. Relationships between the clones weren't forbidden the way Jedi were forbidden to create attachments. However, they didn't need to broadcast their partnership to the whole ship either.
Reluctantly, they walked toward the door and their lives outside of each other. They would meet again when they could. Until that private time presented itself again, they would enjoy the camaraderie they had already begun to explore.

Well, folks. I think that's about it for this little PWP. Everybody got some (some got a lot), and I'm happy with that. Time to explore something new.
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