General Grievous X Reader Oneshots

Cuddles

You sighed happily as you finally closed your door that led to the mean outside world before you kicked off your shoes, walking into the bathroom to take a shower. A sigh escaped your lips as the warm water hid your body, washing the dirt off your body. After you dried your hair, you changed into comfortable undies and bra before wrapping your body into a cuddly bathrobe that was just so wonderful to relax in.

After cleaning yourself, you made your way straight to the living, expecting a certain someone to lay on the couch, sleeping with the sound of the rain. A large smile spread across your face as you discovered the large cyborg curled up into a ball, his – thankfully – clean talons in the air because he was simply too large.

His raspy breath echoed through the room, his metallic chest rose and fell in a static rhythm. He just looked so very peaceful. You almost wanted to leave to let him rest, but as you turned around, a deep, rumbling growl echoed through the air. Surprised, your head wiped to the cyborg. He had cracked one eye open, staring at you with unfocused pupils.

"Hey, Grievous.", you smiled, walking over to him, sitting down next to his resting body. The cyborg growled softly as you bowed down and pressed a kiss on his closed eye so that he could feel your lips. You knew that he would not speak, he never did when he was tired, which was already rare enough. He reached out for you, his long claws carefully wrapping around your wrist, pulling you down with him. You gasped in surprise as he wrapped his arms around your waist before laying his head on your stomach, closing his eyes again, another growl leaving his throat.

You chuckled softly and began to stroke his head while you reached for the remote that laid on the couch almost right next to you, searching a film on Netflix, smiling softly as you did so. You knew what he was doing. He wanted you right next to him, to cuddle, to assure himself that you were there, not leaving him for being the one he was. You would never do that anyway. Your boyfriend was wonderful, just the right one. Gentle but powerful, tall, and yet so small when you scolded him when he did something he should not have done.

He often falls asleep when you cuddle, not matter if he was tired or not. He relaxed so much that his eyelids always fell closed, and the little snores and the gentle purrs that left him were so adorable that you could not help but to record it and to tease him afterward. He was so adorable when he was embarrassed, either trying to hide behind something he was too big for or covering his face with his claws while his mask almost glowed with the blush underneath it.

You were ripped form your thoughts as a deep purr rumbled through Grievous' body, feeling the gentle vibrations. You laughed softly and rubbed his neck, pushing the play button before you leaned back, watching the movie while your boyfriend slept save and sound, cuddled against you, and you were sure, if he would have a face, he would be smiling brightly while he dreamt of you.