A/N – I've become so numb. No sorry I'm not performing some 2010 generic YouTube music for you. Anyway that was unnecessarily random so here sthe chapter bye have a great thyme.
Chapter 2: A lack of the Cleaning
The gruff tone of his annoying room mate hit Ezra's aroused form like a speeder on laughing gas, cause him to screw himself up into a ball-like state, crushing his arms against his chest.
"Uh... Uh... Zeb, uh, this isn't what it looks like, I was just knocking up- I mean on Sabine's door." Ezra squeezed out the pathetic attempt at reasoning, and gave a sheepish look in the Lasat's direction.
"Oh dear. Wouldn't to awaken that all up again would we, Triple X?" Zeb's widening grin only grew when he noticed the deeply ashamed expression forming on Ezra's face. The kid knew how to get into awkward situations like the best of 'em.
The silence between them was broken by an extremely loud scream from within Sabine's room. Ezra's still aroused dick twitched a bit and Zeb looked away as he noticed the kid not even hesitate to press up against the door again.
This sudden reversion to his fap sent a vibration to Kanan through their bond. Oh no, he's using the Force again. Kanan sped up his movement and approached the site of the moaning. As he was blind, the bearded man could not see the scene in front of him: Zeb facepalmed whilst leaning against one of the durasteel walls in the corridor, and his padawan, eyes closed, hands on his temples, with his dick out being massaged by thin air.
"Ezra stop and drop your dick, boy." Kanan spouted out as he sensed their presences. "You not remember the Midis from last time? How could you do it again?" Kanan's lecture was cut short by the loud sound of a relieved moan, and the feeling of something warm impacting on his face.
"Nasty." Zeb said under his breath as Kanan visually repulsed at the sensation of hot cum on his face.
"Oh god, oh man, oh god" Ezra blurted out when he saw his mess all over Kanan's freshly trimmed facial hair. "Damnit Zeb stop laughing and get some tissues!" Ezra scolded the Purple Lasat, who was currently bowled over in hysterics.
Calming down a bit, Zeb replied "Kid, we don't have any tissues on board, Hera went out to grab some while we're parked here.
Ezra's palm connected with his forehead. Oh for kriff's sake. He thought to himself.
So that was a thing. Yeah. Anyway, the narrative is proceeding as I have foreseen...