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Captain Rex ~ Underneath the Poncho

*smut

You're sitting on your couch, watching an old holovideo when you hear the bedroom door open. You don't pay much attention to it, figuring Rex was just wandering out to join you or grab a snack. Your eyes stay on the screen as Rex makes his way over. His hips are swaying, and he has a smirk on his face. He stands in front of you, cocking his hip and placing a hand on it.

"Well, hello there, Captain," you say, your eyes leaving the holo screen to look at him.

"Hello, mesh'la. I have a surprise for you under this," Rex says, briefly swishing the poncho that was covering his form. You let your eyes trail his covered body, noticing he wasn't wearing long pants underneath.

"Ooh, can I see?" you ask, subconsciously licking your lips as you meet his gaze again.

"Yes, but first, I want to give you a show," he says. You nod eagerly, biting your lip as he steps forward. He turns to the side, meeting your gaze as he slowly drags the poncho up. You watch intensely as he reveals a hidden garter straining around his thigh. It's 501st blue, and made of very delicate fabric. You reach a hand out, wanting to pull it back and snap it against his skin, but he pulls away and tuts at you.

"Didn't I say this was a show, mesh'la? You can watch, but you can't touch." You can't help but let out a slightly annoyed huff at his comment, but you settle back into your seat to watch. He turns again, this time facing away from you. You watch hungrily as he slowly reaches up and pulls the poncho all the way off of his body, and you gasp when you see what he's wearing. It's a full lingerie set, and he's never looked more delicious to you. You have to snap your mouth shut to keep from drooling over him, and you press your legs together to push down the feeling that was already building in your core.

"Maker, Rex," you breathe out, and you watch his shoulders, those strong, broad shoulders, shake with a laugh.

"Like what you see?" he teases, and he looks behind to see you nod. "Well, I think you'll like the front as well."

"Wait," you say quickly, and he gives you a questioning look. "I haven't looked at that ass enough yet. Like, wow."

"I know, right?" he chuckles, giving it a playful smack. You watch, wishing that it was your hand smacking it, but you patiently sit there and enjoy the show for him.

He slowly turns around, and you let out a whine when you see how strained everything is. You swear you see strings tearing apart as they try to secure his chest, and his length is barely contained by the tiny lace fabric.

"Rex. Rex, baby what made you buy this?"

"I thought you might enjoy it," he says, throwing a smirk at you.

"Enjoy it? Enjoy it? Rex, that's by far the sexiest thing you've ever worn," you respond, bringing your legs together tighter and shifting slightly. He takes notice of your action, and chuckles again while stepping forward.

"How sexy is it, mesh'la?" he breathes out in a deep, sultry voice. "How does it make you feel?" You nearly crumble under his gaze, legs instinctively spreading for him as he closes the distance between the two of you. Your head tilts back as he leans forwards, his hands resting on either side of your head. His face is close enough to yours that your noses nearly bump, and you can feel his hot breath fanning over your body. Somehow, you manage to find your voice through this silent torture.

"How about you lower a hand and find out how it makes me feel," you breathe, and he groans in response. He leans forward to connect your lips and moves a hand down to your core. He lets out another groan as his fingers meet the slickness that has been building ever since you laid eyes on him.