Captain's Exploration (part 3):

Considering how small she was in comparison to himself, Rex was coming to the conclusion that Ahsoka appeared to have an infinite amount of places to discover on her fit little body. Each new centimetre of her richly toned orange skin was worthy of his time, especially the white markings that intrigued him so. And while he didn't have an infinite amount of said time to dedicate to the exploration of his beloved Commander, Rex was determined to make use of every second that he did have.

Just in case this was the only time he'd ever get to do so.

They were flying into a probable war in a few hours and he couldn't count on surviving it. His only goal was to make sure that Ahsoka did, and he would do everything in his power to ensure that happened, even if that meant giving up his life for hers.

Which meant that no matter how much his body wanted him to skip ahead a few steps, he was still ignoring the clamouring of his randy hormones in favour of tracing the budding markings on her slender back that looked like they might turn into a full blown image of wings one day, the blue and white chevrons of her back lek, the nexu stripes on the firm curves of her bottom, and the lightning bolts that ran up the back of her calves just like on her forearms.

She'd purred like a tooka during the massage that the exploration of her back had turned into, nearly screamed for him when he gave her back lek special attention, giggled and squirmed when he explored the stripes on her shebs, and then kicked him right off the bed when he traced a lightning bolt with his finger. (Apparently the back of her knees were very ticklish.)

At the moment, they were both laughing like children while trying to say sorry to each other at the same time after she'd peered at him over the edge of the bed and he'd looked up at her with what had to be the most surprised expression he'd ever worn.

Ahsoka managed a full sentence first between dwindling giggles. "I'm sorry, Rexi! I honestly didn't mean to do that. Are you okay?"

His chuckles died down as well as he rubbed his chest where she'd kicked him square in the sternum. "I'm fine. Missing my armour a bit, maybe, but fine." He grinned up at her a little wickedly as a new thought popped into his head. "I might have to punish you for it, though."

Her eyes widened in alarm for a moment before she caught his meaning through the Force or their bond or whatever, then she was giving him the most alluring smirk he'd ever seen. "If you must."

"Oh, I must." He crawled back up on to the bed and right over her body as she backed up and settled on her back with her head on the pillow. He felt very predator-like in that moment, and he could tell that she liked it by the fire burning in her blue eyes. It thrilled him to no end that he was turning her on and that he could be the dominant partner without repercussions. Not that taking orders from her is any hardship either, he thought as he settled with his knees on either side of her hips and his hands beside her head.

Rex dipped down and nipped at the exposed line of her neck, making her lek convulse slightly against his head and a soft gasp escape her beguiling mouth. He smiled with his lips still pressed to her soft skin. "Put your hands up and hang on to the headboard," he commanded. Turnabout is fair play, after all.

"Like this?" she said in an indulgent tone.

He glanced up and smirked. "Exactly. And if you can't remember to keep them there, I'll have to help you do so with some extra equipment. Like my binders."

She laughed, shaking her head at him as the sexy muscles in her arms flexed while she readjusted her grip slightly. "I'm sure that won't be necessary."

"We'll see," he said smugly, remembering how hard it had been to keep his hands where she'd put them when she'd been driving every sane thought out of his head with her hands and sweet, sweet mouth.

He fully intended to do the same to her.

"I've been trained to be in control of myself since I was like, three," she said with a very smug expression. "There's no way I'm going to crack."

Rex reared back slightly, blood practically singing through his veins at her look and tone that were literally daring him to do his best. "Oooooo, a challenge. Game on, Kid. Game on. I'm gonna make you scream, and I'm gonna make you let go of those bars."

Something in his fierce, confident tone must have worked, because she didn't look quite so cocky anymore. But breathless and wide-eyed? Most definitely. She definitely likes it when I'm firm with her. Who'd have thunk it?

So Rex started on his mission to make his Commander fracture into a million whimpering, screaming pieces, blatantly ignoring the fact that he had no actual experience to back up his own confident attitude.

His first step was to kiss her until her body relaxed under his and a purr of pleasure escaped her throat. That accomplished, Rex travelled his mouth down her neck again, but didn't linger; he had new territory to explore, after all.

New territory like the beautiful breasts that were thrust up towards him thanks to the position of her hands above her head.

He spent an inordinate amount of time kissing each of the little diamonds that circled her areola while holding and kneading the other breast with an equal amount of excessive glee that he was once again actually touching bare female breasts, having never even come close to it before today. And when he felt like he'd lingered long enough, he finally moved his attention to her already beading nipples. He took turns plucking at one with his fingers and nibbling on the other. By the time he'd done that for a few minutes, her nipples were hard as tiny rocks and she was panting and writhing between his legs. Her eyes were heavy lidded with blissed out adoration as she looked at him, making Rex feel like he could do no wrong with this girl.

So far, everything he'd tried had worked out well – baring the incident with her ticklish knee - so his confidence level was about as high as it could get when he decided it was time to move on.

He skimmed his hands down her sleek sides as he kissed his way down her torso and all the way to the top of her pubic mound. She had a diamond here too, maybe twice as big as the ones on her forehead, and tiny little wings fanned out from it in the most adorable way, undoubtedly to grow bigger as she matured. Her body is like an ever evolving work of art that I will never tire of looking at and exploring to discover each and every little change.

Rex kissed the diamond and little wings and then used his hands on her thighs to encourage her to spread her legs as he shifted so that he was kneeling between them.

She made a funny little sound as he stared at the moist slit between her thighs in disbelieving awe. So that's what a vagina looks like. It's kind of like a flower, actually. Pretty.

But the longer he stared at it, the more concerned he became. Remembering how easily she could read his mind now, he threw up his shields before he let himself think the next thoughts.

And… Shab, am I actually supposed to fit in that tiny little hole? I'll tear her to shreds if I try.

Frag. There goes that dream. But that's okay. Her mouth is pleasure enough. More than I ever expected to get, that's for kriffing sure.

Just forget that for now and let's see if her juices are as tasty as the rest of her. I heard Fives say he made a girl come three times in a row by sucking on her slit. I want to give my Soka the same.

As he started to dip down, hands moving to cup her arse and raise her up to him at the same time, the funny little sound she'd made earlier came out louder and more insistent, like she was trying to get his attention but wasn't sure if she should. He paused and focused on her face. It was twisted in a sort of grimace but she also looked kind of hopeful at the same time. He made what he assumed was the correct leap of logic. "Don't you want me to?"

Her cheeks definitely turned slightly pink under her white markings. "I… Yes? But it's kind of weird at the same time. I know people do this and it's supposed to be very pleasurable, but…"

He rubbed his thumbs over her hip bones soothingly. "Trust me, I really want to. Did you think it was weird when my cock was in your mouth?"

She shook her head, blushing to a colour he'd honestly never seen on her before. Even the blue of her chevron stripes darkened. "No. All I was thinking about was making you feel good. And I like your penis; it's very responsive and I got the impression that it really liked me."

Bloody hell. Now he was the one blushing like a virgin. (Which they technically were, but still…) Rex let her go with one hand to run it over his face, hoping to dispel some of the heat and buy himself a second to regroup. He recupped her butt cheek and found his confidence again with some determination. "Then you should know how I feel about this. I want to make you feel good too, okay?" He even dropped his shields again to make sure she could feel his complete sincerity.

Ahsoka stared at him for a few anticipation-filled seconds before she nodded. "Okay. But I don't want to know if I taste bad."

He almost laughed. I very much doubt that will be the case. "Can I tell you if you taste good?"

Now he had her smiling again, which made him feel like a million credits. "Sure."

So, wasting no more time, Rex pulled her hips up a little higher as he dove down and licked her slit from bottom to top with no preamble, inspiring a squeak of surprise from his precious cyar'ika. Then he made a production of contemplating the savoury flavour of salt and woman that burst like fireworks on his tongue as he stared at her face again.

"Well?" she said after a bit, apparently changing her mind about wanting to know either way.

Rex licked his lips and then grinned. "You taste divine, Ahsoka. Absolutely delicious."

"Oh, good." She grinned and wriggled her arse in his hands a little. "Now do that again."

He laughed and dove back in, licking her again. And again. And again. By the fifth lick, she was already starting to whimper. By the twentieth, she was saying his name like a prayer. And when he discovered that if he concentrated on just the little nubby part at the top of her slit, and she started chanting, "Force, Force, Force, I am one with the Force, I am one with the Force, I am one with the Force," he knew he'd found the perfect spot.

So he stayed on that little nub and started experimenting with speed and pressure and eventually even took to sucking and nibbling on it.

"Oh stars!" she nearly yelled as her back suddenly arched up from his hands and her muscles tensed from neck to toes.

That's one. But not good enough yet. She didn't scream, and she's still got a strangle hold on the bars. I guess I'll just have to try harder. Rex grinned fleetingly as he continued to suck on her nubbin until she relaxed in his hold and then squirmed a little to indicate that he needed to leave off. Understanding from experience with his own body that she was probably overly sensitive, he did. But he only turned his attention further down, licking at her tiny hole instead and below, drinking in the sweet juices that had escaped her in her pleasure.

She was purring with contentment at his attentions now, so Rex continued, curious to see how much of his tongue he could press into the hole. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that it seemed to stretch with pressure. I wonder…

Feeling daring (and maybe a fraction desperate, considering the throbbing and needy state of his eager deecee) he shifted his grip on her so that only one hand held her up and the other was free to roam. His fingers didn't roam far, however, only moving over and up a bit to stroke over her slit. When she didn't protest, didn't even open her eyes, he pressed one against her hole and watched with amazement as it sunk inside into an incredible slippery heat that grasped his finger lovingly. Holy shit.

He pushed it further. And further, expecting to find an end to the tunnel or a virgin barrier, or something. But there was nothing; his finger sank in all the way to the base. "Shab," he breathed reverently.

Ahsoka cracked her eyes open. "That is what that particular opening is for, Rexi."

She was laughing at him. And he didn't care. "How much can you fit?" he blurted out without any forethought to how rude or crude that might sound until after he said it. He winced. "Sorry. That was..." Ugh. That was ugh.

Fortunately, she didn't seem to mind, only shrugging slightly and blushing again as she rescued him from his own idiocy. "I don't know. Never had more than my fingers in there so far."

Fingers?! Plural?! Shab. He wiggled his solitary finger within her, itching to give it a friend or two if she was up for that. (Which would definitely come close to being as much space as he'd need to finagle another body part into her inviting tunnel.) "You want to find out?"

She blushed darker again and nodded tentatively all while unobtrusively trying to push herself onto his finger even further. (He noticed anyhow. How could he not?) "Yes? But nothing crazy. I don't want you to try and stick your whole fist in me or anything like that."

Reflexively, he pulled his hand free and made a fist only to stare at it in dismay. It was at least twice as wide as his dick. Probably more. It would never even have occurred to him to try such a thing if she'd never mentioned it. "Who in their right mind would want to do that?!" Isn't the idea of it all to sink into something more or less tight?

She shrugged again, her hands clenching and releasing on the headboard. "I don't know, but I've heard things."

He gawked at the girl he'd thought was pretty much just as innocent as he was. "How in the hell would you hear about anything like that with the mostly sheltered life you've led?"

"Ever since the war started, my life hasn't been as sheltered as you think. Seedy bars, pretend slave missions, captured by pirates… And after I left the Order, it didn't exactly get easier. I'm honestly lucky I never ended up an actual slave at the mercy of sleemos who just wanted to use and abuse my body."

Rex had actually harboured similar thoughts regarding her luck a few times in the past, especially after Hondo had had his greedy hands on her for enough hours to make both himself and Anakin nearly lose their minds because they were too far away to rescue her right away. (Fortunately, the younglings she'd been with did it for them.) "Kriff, Soka. I'm sorry we couldn't protect you better." He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "It would have broken me if you'd ended up in a fate such as that."

She almost let go of the headboard, probably in an aborted reflex to hug him. He felt it in the way she tensed and relaxed under him. Her eyes were very sincere and accepting as she looked up at him. "It's okay, Rex. So I had to grow up faster than usual for a Jedi, at least I knew how to defend myself. Many Togrutan girls never learn how and are at the mercy of the vile galaxy we live in. The Twi'leks and pretty Humans, too. I'm glad I had the life experience I did. And I'm looking forward to experiencing more of it. Especially with you. Now, do you think you could maybe go back to what you were doing?"

Rex huffed, shaking his head and smiling a little ruefully. Her inner strength never fails to amaze me. "Sure, baby, sure." He kissed her one more time and then shifted back down to where paradise awaited him.