⚠️SPICY CONTENT!!⚠️
Ezra is 17!!

Hera, Zeb, Sabine, Kanon, Ezra, Chopper and I were all gathered around the checkered table. The Ghost was landed at Lothal, where a gentle breeze met the engines that were cooling down from just landing.

"We are running low on food and the Ghost isn't doing so well." Hera looked around the cabin, taking in how messy it had gotten. Her gaze locked onto Ezra and I.

"You two clean up while the rest of us go retrieve some food." Hera added.

"Hope you two will have fun being bored to death." Zeb gave Ezra and I a smirk as he and the rest of the crew left. The warm breeze hit my face, then was gone once the door closed.

Ezra and I exchanged looks and then looked at the cleaning supplies in front of us.

"Really not looking forward to cleaning Zeb's room." Ezra said. Ezra, from experience, knew just how messy the Lasat could be. Ever since I joined the crew, I was lucky enough to share a room with Zeb.

"Don't worry about it, I'll do it. I share a room with him, so I should do it. You can clean Sabine's room." I teased him. He looked confused for a second, but went to Sabine's room, anyway, while I went to the dining area to clean. I sighed and started to spray the table and counter before wiping them down. The scent of the cleaner filled the air. It was a pleasant scent.

"How is Sabine's room going, Spectre 6?" I yelled over at Ezra.

"Eh, could be worse. At least Sabine takes care of her things." Ezra replied from across the Ghost. I made my way down to my room, sighing as I smelled a mix of wet Lasat and... body odor? I don't even know what that smell is. I started to pick up some of Zeb's clothes that were on the floor and put them into a basket.

A few hours had passed and I was still in my room. I wasn't cleaning, however. Instead, I was sat on my bed, deep in thought about none other than the blue-haired Jedi.

These are not normal thoughts. I was having romantic thoughts about Ezra. My face went red and I gasped when I heard a metallic knock on my door.

"Y/n? You've been in there for a while. You okay?"

Ezra's voice was slightly muffled from being on the other side of the door, but the worrisome tone still met my ears.

I looked at the wall panel that activated the door. Should I open it? Should I pretend I'm asleep?

I opened the door for him.

The Jedi walked in and sat on my bed. I closed the door.

"You've gone silent. That's not good. That usually means you're deep in thought." Ezra blushed when he saw me inch close to him on the bed. His breath hitched when I held him down on my bed. He saw a note on the table that Ezra had shown Zeb. It was a love note to me. Zeb must have been the wingman in that situation.

"What are yo-" I cut him off by a kiss. Ezra's face was bright red. He kissed back and pulled me on top of him. Our lips moved in sync, his tongue licked my lip. I opened my mouth and yelped when he flipped us so he was on top of me. His tongue roamed my mouth, making sure his tongue found every corner.

My hands eagerly went to his clothes, attempting to unzip the uniform he was wearing from the previous mission. He was wearing a stormtrooper scout uniform. He allowed the uniform to be unzipped and blushes when he was wearing nothing but his boxers. He panted softly and left rough kisses on my neck, making sure he left marks for the crew to see later. He took off my uniform with small struggle and spread kisses down my chest and stomach. I moaned gently, which made his already heavy blush darken.

He smirked.

"We have so much time all to ourselves." He grinned.

Suddenly, Zeb walked in.

"Karabast..." Ezra whispered under his breath.

"What are you two doing? Oh, just wait until Hera hears about this." He ran off. Ezra and I quickly got dressed and chased after him.

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