This was a request by star-wars-nerd-101.

star-wars-nerd-101 made a request involving Crosshair and his partner with she/her pronouns.

The request was er- for smut and/or sexual references.

And honestly, idk if this counts but lemme know if that counts as smut or not because I don't think it is and I don't want to have to write smut, just because for me, writing it feels awkward.

Also, quick little thing before it starts, this is written from the partner's point of view.

Idc if you picture it as a reader insert or as a oc insert, but just keep in mind that the partner's name is not said in case you get confused.

Tw: Sexual references, maybe smut?

I'm not gonna tell you something like 16+ only, but don't read this if it makes you uncomfortable or if you're 12 or something.

I'm not your mother and I doubt you'd listen to me anyway.

"This mission is very delicate and can't have more than three people," Hunter shook his head, denying Crosshair and I from going on this mission.

"We can be part of the three," I whined.

"No. Tech and Wrecker need to come, and as leader I need to go as well, to keep an eye on  them," Hunter side eyed Wrecker who was holding Tech's goggles above Tech's head, laughing.

Crosshair snickered at their squabble, elbowing me and pointing at them like I hadn't noticed.

"Give those back!" Tech pouted.

"Wrecker!" Hunter firmly cut in. "Give Tech back his goggles."

"But Tech threatened to cut Lula open!" Wrecker complained.

Hunter pinched the bridge of his nose. "Tech, why did you say that?"

"I wanted to prove to him that Lula is a stuffed animal by showing that Lula's insides are stuffed. Therefore he would no longer be as attached to an object," Tech's eyes glinted, scaring me.

Hunter sighed and threw his head into the air as if asking the force why he was stuck with us.

"It's not terrible to be attached to an object. You're fond of your datapad right?" Hunter gave Tech the look of disappointment.

"Well, yes," Tech wilted. "But-"

"No buts," Hunter cut him off. "And Wrecker, why did you think taking Tech's goggles would fix the issue?"

"I dunno," Wrecker shrugged.

"Apologize to each other," I cut in jokingly.

"But-" Tech began again, but stopped when Hunter glared at him.

"Alright," Wrecker reluctantly agreed. "I'm sorry I stole your goggles Tech."

"And I apologize for trying to prove that your attachment to a child's toy is idiotic," Tech said.

"Tech!" Hunter pressed his face into his hands, already done with this.

"Fine!" Tech exclaimed. "I am sorry for threatening to eviscerate your friend Wrecker!"

Finally satisfied with their apologies, Hunter put his helmet on and walked out of The Havoc Marauder. Wrecker and Tech followed, still bickering about Lula.

"Behave you two," Hunter stuck his head around the corner. "We might need back up if we get caught."

"Of course!" I faked a heartbroken gasp. "Do you really think that little of us?"

"No messing around!" Hunter turned his head to Crosshair. "Don't pretend I don't know what you did the last time I left you two alone!"

"Whatever," Crosshair rolled his eyes and flicked a toothpick around in his mouth.

"Not whatever!" Hunter cried. "I mean it! You better not have ad'gotar while we need back up and are dying!"

"You didn't even need us that bad," I rolled my eyes. "You managed to get out of it just fine."

"I would not qualify this as 'just fine'," Tech cut in and rolled down the sleeve of his blacks, showing the nasty scar he had.

I winced looking at it. I did feel kinda guilty about that, but he was fine otherwise.

"Shouldn't you get going on this 'delicate' mission?" Crosshair hissed.

"Yeah! I can't wait to BLOW THINGS UP!" Wrecker exclaimed.

They left, leaving Croshair and I alone on the ship. What happened next was really their fault, if you think about it, they shouldn't have left us alone.

We sat in silence for a minute before I spoke up.

"So we have the ship to ourselves?" I rolled my tongue through my cheek.

"Suppose so," Crosshair hummed.

"And are we just gonna sit here or-" I cut myself up when Crosshair lifted his gaze, staring at my lips.

He got closer, until his breaths lingered on my lips and he angled his face above mine. My breath hitched.

"You gonna finish that sentence?" Crosshair murmured against my lips.

"No," I said before pressing my lips against his and running my hands through his hair.

Crosshair slowly pressed his body against me and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I rolled my eyes and pulled his hair back, forcing his mouth from mine.

"What did I tell you last time?" I huffed. "I want to be in control this time."

"Well you should try to be in charge then," Crosshair smirked, pulling my hair back in return.

I glared at him and pushed him into a seat, simpering when he looked up in surprise. I straddled his lap with my legs on either side of his.

"Does it still seem like I'm not trying?" I demanded while putting my hands across hi chest, keeping him down.

"Trying to do what? Amuse me?" Crosshair lazily asked and put his hands behind his head.

I pursed my lips in frustration and kissed up and down the column his neck, hoping he'd break and just let me take over for once.

He clenched his jaw, but by the way his pupils dilated, I could tell he enjoyed it.

His fingers slipped under my shirt, but before they could make their way to my chest I slapped his hand away.

"I told you, I'm in control," I hissed under my breath. "I didn't say to touch me yet, did I?"

"For kriff's sake!" Crosshair growled.

"What?" I tilted my head, ignoring his needs.

"You know what," Crosshair turned his head away from me in annoyance.

I grabbed the sides of his face and turned his head to me, kissing him. His hands found their way to my waist and dug into my hips as his act of petty revenge.

"Do I need to tie your hands behind your back to let the message sink in? You do as I say and I didn't say to touch me!" I smacked his hands away from my waist again.

And at that point I guess Crosshair snapped, finally having enough of it.

"My turn cyar'ika," He whispered as he flipped us around so he was the one on top of me.

I let out a squeak as he nipped at my throat, my hands flying up to his shoulders. Crosshair grabbed my wrists and put them behind my back as I threatened to do to him.

"Hey!" I protested and pulled at his grip.

"What?" Crosshair mocked, just as I had done to him.

He chuckled against my neck as my comm went off, and I glared at him as he let one of my hands free to answer it.

"What is it?" I groaned in frustration.

"No need to be snappy," Hunter commented, and I could hear blaster shots in the background.

"I'm not!" I snapped, hissing when Crosshair latched onto the base of my throat and left a noticeable mark there with his teeth.

"We need back up. Wrecker blew it up too early before we could make our get away and Tech's injured again," Hunter said.

"Again?" I rolled my eyes.

Crosshair's hands dipped beneath my waistband and my breath hitched.

"H-how long can you hold out?" I questioned as Crosshair drew circles along my skin, getting closer and closer to a sensitive area.

"We need back up now!" Hunter shouted and ended the holocall.

"O-okay," I shuddered as Crosshair pulled back his fingers and separated himself from me.

"Ready to go?" Crosshair questioned and grabbed his rifle from next to the door.

"You fucking- ARGH!" I smacked his arm and seethed.

"Hurry up cyar'ika," Crosshair put his helmet on and handed me my blaster.

"Sometimes I really hate you," I growled as we jogged toward Hunter's location.

"Well you don't act like it," Crosshair chuckled. "Especially when you're begging."

I ignored him, seeing Tech's bleeding form on the ground ahead. I ran to his side and pulled out gauze and bacta spray from my pack.

"What happened vod?" Crosshair worriedly asked as I treated Tech's bleeding side.

Tech hissed as I applied the bacta. "A BX droid slashed at my abdomen. Wrecker smashed it and they had to continue and they called you two to assist me."

"You're gonna be fine," I assured him.

"I know that," Tech lifted his glazed eyes to my face. "What... what happened to your neck?"

"Huh?" I raised my hand to my neck and felt at the bruise that had formed there.

"Bumped into a tree," Crosshair quickly cut in.

Tech hummed, so delirious with pain that he didn't question it.

I raised my head at the approaching yells and shouts, seeing Hunter and Wrecker running at us.

"Run!" Wrecker shouted.

"Grab Tech and run!" Hunter screamed.

Crosshair and I exchanged looks before grabbing Tech's shoulder's and dragging him back to the ship. Hunter and Wrecker hurried onto the ship after us and I sat on the pilot's seat, flying us off the planet.

"Did you finish the mission?" Crosshair asked.

"Yeah!" Wrecker enthusiastically cheered. "We got that Separatist base!"

"How you feeling Tech?" Hunter worriedly asked Tech.

"I feel nice!" Tech giggled. "Imma run a mile!"

Hunter raised his brows at me.

"He's on loads of pain meds," I explained and flipped a switch on the dashboard.

"What's on your neck?" Hunter frowned.

"She bumped into a tree," Crosshair smoothly lied.

"Uh huh," Hunter hummed. "And why is there teeth marks along the edges?"

"Relax, we didn't have sex," I then added, "Thanks to you you cockblock."

Mando'a translations:

Ad'gotar~~~~~ Sex

Cyar'ika~~~~~ Beloved, darling

Vod~~~~~ Brother

That was my first time writing anything like that, and Idk if it's good or not.

In fact, that was my second time ever writing a kiss in general now that I think about it.

Huh