Chapter Summary
Rex gets distracted while training. This one is short and fluffy with some spice.
The clatter of staffs meeting echoed through the empty training room as Rex and Ahsoka circled each other, both trying to get the upper hand. They had been at it for over an hour and thus far had only scored a handful of hits each. She was far superior with her sabers, and truthfully he was a much better shot with a blaster but with staffs they were equally matched.
After they realized they both struggled to sleep when it was too quiet, it became a common occurrence to meet in the middle of the night to train together. The first time had been an coincidence that they both chose the same method to deal with insomnia but by this point Rex wasn't surprised to receive his commanders message in the middle of the night asking if he was up and would meet her here.
Honestly he hadn't been up, he had been sleeping deeply but since he couldn't deny her anything he had dragged himself out of bed and come down to see her.
His aching muscles definitely regretted that choice but as conversation flowed easily between them despite the physical exertion, he knew he would always sacrifice sleep for this precious time with his friend.
Shaking away the distracting thoughts he realized that she was favoring her right leg, so with a quick swing of his bow he slipped pass her defense and swept her left leg out from under her grinning down at her prone form on the mat.
"We'll that's five for me, I think I won this time commander"
He teased as he reached down to help her up, but before he could process what was happening she had grabbed his hand and using his momentum pulled him to the ground and in one fluid motion, swung her legs over his waist as she pinned his hands above his head. Rex's heart almost stopped as he realized what position they were in.
Her face was mere inches from his and it took all of his focus to pull his eyes away from her lips, kriff had they always looked that soft? Not that it really helped, her large eyes were staring at him intently and he knew if he wasn't careful he could get lost in their depths. He looked away and to his dismay became aware of how good her weight felt against him. Her chest was still heaving from the exercise and every time her chest brushed his it left a trail of fire in his stomach, and he thought he might have felt her erect nipples through her thin top...
No snap out of soldier! This is your Commander and a Jedi and she deserves respect how dare you. Unfortunately his reasonable train of thought was completely derailed as she released his hands and rolled her hips back to sit more comfortably on his crotch
"Well you've got to hand it to me Captain, I've bested you this time"
Her blue eyes sparkled at her little joke and he was immensely grateful that he could play off his involuntary groan caused when she had settled on a very sensitive part of him as merely being exasperated at her terrible pun
"Alright I admit it, you've bested me this time, now get off so I can go to bed"
He was very impressed with himself that his voice sounded steady the whole time although he was sure it would have cracked if he had still been speaking as she rolled her hips against him again as she got up and offered him her hand. He almost reached for it when he became painfully aware of how obvious a certain part of his anatomy would be if he stood now so instead he said
"Since you're a friend I won't take advantage of the opportunity for revenge you've kindly offered me and I shall help myself up"
laughing she turned away to towel off
"There's the noble Captain I've come to know and love, always putting others above yourself"
He felt a stab of shame and embarrassment at her words. She was so good and here he was objectifying her like a nerfherder. With a few deep breaths he thought about all the reports he still had to do until he was no longer at attention and could gather his things with some shreds of dignity.
He headed for the door saying "Goodnight Commander" Ahsoka, puzzled by his stiff behavior probed the force a bit to see if she could get an idea of how he was feeling, she was meet with an almost overwhelming flood of shame and embarrassment. Oh poor sweet Rexter she thought to herself, he had bested her plenty of times there was no reason to be ashamed at this meaningless defeat.
Determined to comfort him a bit she grabbed his arm and came around to look him in the eyes
"Rex, thank you for sacrificing some of your precious free time to help me, I couldn't have done that if not for your excellent teaching and I treasure this time with you. Goodnight Captain."
Hoping that helped, she flashed him one last smile before heading off to bed. Rex remained frozen in place for what felt like an eternity, how had a gentle touch to his forearm caused a bigger reaction in him than being straddled by a beautiful woman?
Shaking his head Rex decided that his hormones simply must be defective right now, perhaps Kix had a vitamin or something he could take to return things to normal.
An hour later he was tossing and turning in his bed trying to banish the memories of how if felt to have her strong thighs gripping his waist or how badly he had wanted to watch the drop of sweat drip down her top and into her perfect cleavage that had been on display as she pinned him. Tried to focus on dull things, reports, maintenance schedules etc... but he was finding it impossible not to think about how easy it would have been for her to lean in a bit to kiss him. Gently at first he was sure but he had seen her fight enough times that he knew how passionate she could be. If she had freed his arms he may have been able to rest them on her hips and he might have finally been able to touch the bare skin of her midriff that drove him to distraction during battles.
He was sure it would be the smoothest thing he had ever felt, he imagined tracing the white markings that were sometimes visible on her hips in and down on her body towards...
He woke with a gasp and realized with disgust that he not only had been dreaming, but that his subconscious had taken care of is physical needs in a way his conscious mind would never allow. He got up to clean up the sticky mess grumbling to himself that even as youngling this rarely happened and certainly never with a dream as tame as karking kissing!
Unfortunately he thought it unlikely that he could see Ahsoka the same way again after this incident, although calling her Ahsoka certainly wasn't going to help, he would have to do better even in his own mind. As he fell back asleep he thought that although he knew the vision of his commander would tempt him for a while, her praise would stay with him forever. Exasperated at his own sappiness he resolved that he really needed to just stay in his quarters no matter what.
These late night interactions were making it increasingly difficult to put the soldier above the man.