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Temuera Morrison as Axel Barb Wire (1996) dir. David Hogan

Tech without his helmet.

You tell him kid 

TYNNRA PAMLO

Star Wars: The Bad Batch 2.07 (2023) | Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016)

If it ends up Crosshair or Cad Bane DOESN’T carry around a toothpick pack I will SUE

I rushed the HECK out of this

Gimmie sandwich boi

choose your fighter

oh right i make edits

the small smirks they have on their faces after Hunter says “But when you have to hit a precise target from 10 klicks, Crosshair’s your man” I’m going to SOB HUNTER ROASTS WRECKER AND TECH AND THEN HYPES UP CROSSHAIR THEY HAD THE CLOSEST BOND WITH EACH OTHER OUT OF THE WHOLE GROUP AND THAT MAKES THEIR FALLOUT SO MUCH MORE HEARTBREAKING SORRY I CAN’T BE CONVINCED OTHERWISE

this is so dumb im sorry

Hunter as a sub. Begging you when you won't let him cum. Has to have his hands tied becouse he can't control himself. Moans easily and loudly, all while looking pretty and very submissive

Omg, you have unleashed something deep within me, like how? I will GLADLY answer this for you ;)

Warnings: pure filth (NSFW)!

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You had no idea how long you had kept this up, and honestly you didn’t care; all that mattered to you was the whimpers and moans coming from the man beneath you.

Hunter looked… well, Hunter looked wrecked. Chest heaving with heavy breaths is you continued to pump him in your hand. His face was probably as red as his bandana tied around his hands, secured to the headboard, his beautiful chocolate brown hair slick with sweat and stuck to his forehead, but neither of you cared.

You had tied his hands down when he would grab at your hands to stop you from pumping him into overstimulation. Of course, you both had a safe word, though he hadn’t used it, so you knew he deep down loved the overstimulation he was feeling.

Hunter bit his lip, hard, and you grabbed his jaw, tilting his turned head towards you. He basically whimpered into your mouth as you leaned over him to kiss his lips, tongue and teeth clashing everywhere.

You wanted to keep at this forever, but you wanted to cum, your slick coating Hunter’s thighs as you sat on them. You scooted closer then, positioning him at your entrance before pushing down.

The sound that came out of Hunter’s mouth was beautiful, all those hours of being edged with your hand had finally come to an end… or so he thought.

“M’gonna c-cum!” He stuttered, and you hadn’t even moved yet. You quickly lifted yourself off, not wanting to cum yet. He whined, sounding like he was about to cry. “P-Please, you’ve… you’ve gone on too long.” He begged.

You chuckled down at him and traced a hand down his stomach, muscles convulsing under your touch. “Should’ve thought about that before you edged me all night the other night.”

“M’sorry!” He slurred, trying to move from the restraints around his wrists. “M’sorry, won’t do it a-again!” This time, you saw a tear roll down his cheek and you felt slightly bad. He did have his heightened senses after all.

“Okay, Sarge.” You said and positioned yourself back, not pushing him inside and you felt him try to buck into you. “But can you at least hold off so we can cum together.”

Hunter’s watery eyes landed on you, “y-yes! I’ll try.” You didn’t need anymore clarification as you sunk down on him, causing you both to moan and Hunter to screw his eyes shut again.

You began bouncing on him, him grazing your gspot every time you sank down. Hunter’s hands balled into fists as he tried to fight off his orgasm. “H-Hurry, won’t… last.” He said and you moaned as you placed your hands on his chest to move faster.

“Hold out a little more, Sarge.” You told him and felt him to shake.

“Kriff, can’t- can’t hold…” You lifted yourself once more, pending his orgasm and he arched his back so far into you that you had to push him back down. “Please, please, stop teasing.”

You had an idea then, needing to find yourself closer to release before you sunk back down on him, and crawled up so your hot and needy core was above his mouth.

Hunter stared at you with pleading eyes, “eat me out, Hunter.” You demanded and he whimpered again before he began to suck your clit into his mouth like his life depended on it.

You threw your head back at the pleasure of his warm mouth of you, hearing him groan around your clit and letting pleasant vibrations run up your body. Your hands came to rest on your breasts, fingers tweaking with your hardened nipples as you began to grind down on Hunter’s face.

You cursed, grinding harder. You made sure he didn’t stop, and he didn’t want too either. His tongue slide into you then, the muscle pushing its way into your hole. You let out another moan, grabbing the leaders hair and giving it a harsh tug.

“Kriff.” He moaned into you, letting you ride his tongue and make a mess on his lower face. “So hot,” he complimented, seeing you already looking down at him with lust in your eyes.

You lifted yourself as you felt your orgasm building, wanting to come around his cock the same time he finally spilled into you.

“You going to be a good boy now? Gonna wait out and cum together?” You cooed as you settled down down his body, cock barely pushing past your wet folds.

Hunter nodded, eyes screwed shut again. You ran the tip of his cock through your folds a few times, hearing Hunter’s unsteady breath and moans. When you sank back down onto his cock, he jolted. You moaned his name loudly, “so tight, so warm.” He babbled.

You rocked back and forth, your orgasm coming fast. “You’re such a good boy Hunter, letting me use your cock for myself. Letting me… ah, letting me decide when you cum.” You slurred, nails digging into the muscle of his chest.

Hunter was moaning ridiculously loud, you wouldn’t be surprised if someone came barging through the doors concerned for him. His face was flushed and hot, eyes screwed shut still, hands still balled into fists. His whole body was rigid, tense from not being able to cum in hours.

As you both neared your high, you leaned down to be eye-level to Hunter. “You’re so good for me, Hunter. Want to cum for me, baby?”

“Yes!” He practically shouted, hips rolling up to meet yours in a weak attempt to finish.

“Then… fuuuck, cum for me, pretty boy.” You could already imagine what he had felt as he came; blinding white light, stars exploding behind his eyelids, waves beyond waves of crashing after so long of pent up orgasm denial. His back stiffened more than before, his breathing halting after a sharp intake of breath, knuckles white and you feared he’d break his fingers. He looked so goddamn pretty.

You came then, moaning out his name as you slumped against his chest. You lifted your head when you calmed down, but due to Hunter’s heightened senses, he was still breath erratically and you ran a hand through his hair.

He jolted at the feeling, still convulsing with post-orgasm shocks, still sensitive to any touch, he was always like this after an orgasm. “You alright there, Sarge?”

He didn’t say anything for a while, eyes still tightly closed and mouth open as fast and swallow breath left his lips. You wondered what it was like to cum that hard, you’d imagine it would be powerful and exhausting, yet absolutely amazing.

“Yeah,” He said after a few short minutes. “That…” He licked his dry lips, taking a deeper breath as he tried to calm his racing heartbeat, “That was… I don’t even have words.”

You chuckled, “You’re welcome.”

Maker, this would not be the las time you did this.

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Boy, this has done things to me. I wish I had a Hunter. I hope you enjoyed!