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It had started… not innocent. Definitely not innocent.
Pragmatic. It had started pragmatically. A duty he owed to his men.
But more than that, it had started with Echo’s big, ever earnest eyes looking at Rex like the course of his entire life rested on his captain’s answer. His hopeful voice, the shifting nervousness that slipped out on occasion past his soldier’s stance, it showed just how close Echo still was to an eager shiny. As much as Rex liked to pretend his heartstrings were buried much deeper than they actually were, Echo always found a way to expertly tug at them.
Just like he was doing now.
“O’Niner was going to teach us,” Echo said, leaning in towards Rex just a bit more, his hands clasped behind his back to keep them from fidgeting. For the briefest moment, Rex saw his expression falter as Echo’s eyes flicked to the side and down. “But, well, he never got the chance to.”
Right. Because Rex’s weak spots weren’t battered enough already. Didn’t help that they were having this conversation in the ‘privacy’ of a side corridor, where anyone could walk by at their leisure and catch him being pinned down by Echo’s gaze as surely as if he were being sat on by a rancor. With a sigh, Rex pinched the bridge of his nose.
This was his duty as commanding officer, technically. The Kaminoans turned shines out of training with a blaster and not much else. Making them into men that could function out of battle as well as they did in it was just part of being captain. Rex hadn’t ever shied away from the role before and he didn’t plan to start now.
That didn’t make it any easier to be approached cold with a request for an off-the-books sex lecture though. All before he’d even managed to grab a morning cup of caf, too.
Echo’s eyes had turned downright puppyish, and Rex kept his own averted to avoid being worn down even faster. “You know, you two could have just sat in with the last batch of shinies. Or the next one. Why do you need a special session?”
That carefully crafted pleading face cracked for just a moment. Apparently, Echo hadn’t come prepped for that question, and Rex could practically see the gears spinning just before he blurted out, “Fives is… shy?”
Well. It wasn’t the worst lie Rex had ever heard. But it was damned close.
“Uh-huh. Shy.” Rex did have to hand it to him, even in the face of how ridiculous they both knew the claim was - Fives probably didn’t even know what shy felt like - Echo didn’t walk it back immediately. He stiffened his stance instead, locking down.
But Rex had the upper hand on the conversation now, and he didn’t plan on letting it go just yet. “So is that why Fives isn’t here with you?” he prodded. “Because he’s shy?”
Echo cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uh… yes sir. Yes, that’s why. I told him I’d ask for the both of us so he didn’t have to.”
Cute. Clones weren’t made for lying, Echo least of all, but what they were made for was stubbornness. Rex’s steady stare didn’t make him waver, not even a hint; no, Echo was going to stick to his story, no matter how many holes it had.
Fives was impatient enough to have let on to what was really going on by now - because Rex would bet the salary he didn’t have that this wasn’t just about a need for education. Echo had come alone so that whatever it was they were trying to sneak by worked. Which meant that Rex should say no.
But the infinitesimally tiny chance that it was a real request tugged at that part of him that demanded responsibility. Defeated, Rex sighed and shook his head. “Fine. Meet me in my office, 2200 hours. Tell Fives it’ll just be the three of us. Since he’s shy.”
Echo did have the decency to look sheepish about having his own lie repeated back to him at least, but with a smart salute he was off, likely to fill Fives in as if he wouldn’t have been watching the whole time.
It wouldn’t be so bad. The same lessons he’d taught a dozen times over, just to a smaller audience. Whatever the Dominoes true plans were, Rex was a professional. An officer. He could do this.
***
He was beginning to regret his confidence.
The lesson itself had been easy; it was the same one he gave all his shinies - what to do, what not to do, what would get them in trouble, what would put them in the medbay. It went quicker than usual, even, since he didn’t have to answer questions for some twenty men all trying to talk over each other.
Echo had sat attentively through it, cross-legged on the floor, like the good boy he was when he wasn’t put up to telling blatant lies, and Fives… well Fives had only made a handful of off-color jokes. It was less than expected, so Rex counted it as a win.
Now though they had started whispering, and when the Dominoes whispered it meant they were planning something, which meant trouble was right behind. Rex had figured there was some kind of ulterior motive to this so it wasn’t that he was surprised, but it did split his attention away from the example holos trying to listen in on them.
Then came the shifting. Slow at first, inching across the floor to close the gap between them and Rex. But soon enough they were practically under his feet, tripping him up whenever he tried to so much as walk to the other side of the desk. Both pairs of eyes latched onto him, tracking his every movement like hunting hounds.
Rex kept talking like nothing was happening. He’d expected something to happen, he could muscle through it.
Fives ruined that by opening his mouth. “So does this lesson have a hands on section?”
Fuck.
Mid-gesture at the holographic reproductive model, Rex paused. He let out a short, heavy sigh, turning to face the two of them with a practiced straight face. “Want to run that by me again, soldier?”
He got a confident smirk in response - that was the problem with Fives. Both of the Dominoes were beautiful, bright eyed and eager in a way that would go straight to Rex’s groin if he let it, but Fives knew he was attractive, and unlike the more cautious Echo, he knew just how much that would let him get away with.
“Well, Echo might do good with the lectures-” Echo let out a huff of air that made Fives pause and nudge against him with his shoulder affectionately. “Don’t look like that,” he said, voice lowered. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing.”
When he turned his attention back to Rex he was still leaned fully against Echo, who had started to relax into him as well. “Point is,” Fives continued once he was sure Echo had settled, “I learn better with things I can touch.” His eyes drifted brazenly down to Rex’s crotch.
Cody had told him once that he should get a pointer for these lectures. Rex was starting to see the appeal; a good swat might redirect Fives attention somewhere more appropriate. Or it might make him more likely to act up, hard to tell.
“This lesson is for the basics, not for technique,” Rex said, unlikely visions of a disciplinary method that could bring Fives in line dancing in the back of his head.
“Can’t it be for both?”
Yeah, he definitely needed to get something swat-worthy. Just to see if it worked.
“Right.” Rex crossed his arms over his chest, eyes narrowing as he looked the two over. He waited until the silence grew uncomfortable to ask the question that he’d sat on since Echo had flagged him down that morning. “So, which one of you wants to tell me why we’re really here?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer.
“Technically, I didn’t lie,” Echo piped up. “Sergeant O’Niner never got a chance to teach us anything.”
Fives picked up right where he left off smoothly, “But we do know our way around. If you want, we can show you, Captain. Test out of the rest of the lesson?”
Both of Rex’s hands tensed, fingers digging into his own arms and his mind turning over their words. The whole thing had been a ploy to get him alone from the start, and he’d suspected it, but hadn’t prepared for having it confirmed. Rejecting the proposal should have come easily, he was the commanding officer, it wasn’t appropriate no matter how interested the less responsible part of him might be. The words to tell them off even lingered fully formed somewhere in the back of his head but never quite seemed to finish the journey to his tongue.
He shouldn’t. He really shouldn’t. Rex’s eyes passed over them again, then shut when he sighed. These two were going to be the death of him, if they didn’t get themselves killed first.
“My rules,” Rex said after that long moment of quiet. “If we do this, you both listen and follow my lead. Can you do that?”
Echo hadn’t even waited for him to finish the sentence before nodding, but Rex had expected that. His focus was on Fives, who sat on the question for longer, watching him with unshakable eye contact. Rex didn’t waver, and finally Fives gave a nod of his own.
No chance he kept his word to the letter. He wouldn’t be Fives if he did.
Shaking off his uncertainty, Rex let authority slide back into its familiar place, and when he stood up straight he felt like the captain again. “Echo, up.”
“Up,” Echo muttered under his breath, barely audible as he unfolded easily from his sitting position to stand at attention. Where Fives pushed back against authority, always ready to question, Echo seemed to cling to it, ready to form himself into any needed shape to please someone. To be useful, and wanted. He kept his position without complaint, chin slightly lifted, waiting patiently for his orders.
Rex gave him an approving nod, watched him brighten at the praise. If Fives was half as compliant…
“Fives, in front of him. Stay on your knees.”
This order was followed slower, but it was followed. Fives kept his eyes on Rex as long as he could before letting them sweep up to Echo, meeting his gaze with a smile. “Not that I mind it, but me and Echo, we already know all about each other,” he said lightly.
“My rules, Fives,” Rex reminded him. “Don’t start acting up less than a minute in.” Fives rolled his eyes. Rex pretended not to notice - this time anyway. “If you’ve done this so many times, then it shouldn’t be hard to get his cock out of his blacks.”
A faint shiver ran through Echo’s shoulders at that, though he didn’t let it break his posture, not even as Fives began to reach up to stroke fingers along the curve of his hip, searching for the waistband of his lower blacks. Rex cleared his throat to grab both of their attention.
“No hands,” he ordered. “Use your teeth.”
Echo let out a sharp breath, eyes darting down. Rex caught a glimpse of Fives's smile turning into a devilish grin just before he lunged into his work, grabbing for a bite of skintight fabric and dragging, working Echo’s blacks lower and lower with enthusiasm despite the awkward motions. Every once in a while, his nose nudged against the growing bulge of Echo’s cock, drawing out another shudder.
With all his focus on Fives, Echo didn’t seem to notice Rex’s approach, not until the relieved gasp of his cock popping free turned into a quieter, high pitched whining noise as Rex pressed up against his back. “Alright there, Echo?” he asked, voice low and warm against his ear. Both of Echo’s hands, still held at attention behind his back, curled into fists against Rex’s abdomen.
Rex’s cock ached at the feeling, and he let himself grind it ever so slightly against Echo’s ass, watching over his shoulder as Fives leaned forward to nuzzle his cheek into Echo’s newly freed erection. Echo squeaked.
“I asked you a question.” Rex nipped at Echo’s ear, unwilling to give him an ounce of recovery room, not if he might be able to get another cute sound like that out of him.
“Alright, sir.” His voice came out high and needy, and Rex felt his body sag back against his chest. Despite his claim at being ‘alright’ Echo looked ready to collapse at any moment, and that wasn’t likely to get better when they really got going.
Rex began to pull him back towards the desk, going slowly, and Echo followed step by step on those unsteady legs. Without being told, Fives moved along with them, shuffling forward on his knees. Less out of a desire to be any kind of good boy, if Rex had to guess, and more not to lose the cock that he’d been nuzzling against like a purring tooka.
“Good boy,” Rex said encouragingly into Echo’s ear. “Keep moving. Just going to find you a little extra support.”
When his own back hit the desk, he slipped out from behind Echo, guiding him to lean back. Bracing both elbows on the edge of the desk let Echo lean his weight back, taking the burden off his legs and pushing his pelvis out in a way that Fives instantly took advantage of, grabbing him by the hips to pull Echo even closer.
He was a pretty sight like that, upper blacks partially pushed up his abdomen to reveal the bronzed skin of his belly, thighs parted and cock at attention as Fives continued to tease him while never actually taking a taste for himself. Even with most of his weight held up by the desk, his legs still shook when Fives stroked his hands down each thigh, tracing muscles through his skin.
In a burst of good behavior, Fives glanced back at Rex, waiting for instruction. Rex could get used to him like that, he had to admit. He nodded indulgently. “Go ahead.”
Fives wasted no time, catching Echo’s cock in his mouth and sinking all the way down in one swift motion that made Rex’s throat hurt just looking at it. He hadn’t been joking about them having experience with each other, then. Fives moved like following the motions of a long memorized routine, with short, fast bobs of his head that had him nearly pulling entirely off before taking Echo back in as deeply as he could, each time earning a long, ragged moan.
Rex waited until Fives was distracted, sunk all the way down with his nose buried in the curls of Echo’s pubic hair, to drop to his knees behind him. The movement startled him, made him momentarily try to draw back until Rex’s hand met the back of his head, pushing him into place again while Echo made a strangled noise.
“Don’t worry about what I’m doing, just keep going.” Rex glanced up at Echo, sweetly flushed and trembling, and chuckled. “But be careful, I don’t want him to come yet.”
He allowed a moment for Fives to adjust his pace to something slower, his tongue dragging along from base to tip, occasionally taking him back into his mouth but denying Echo the movement he really craved. Once Rex was sure that Fives had found his rhythm, he let his hand drag down his spine, nails catching on the thin fabric of his blacks as he traced that path, drawing a shiver.
It’d be a lie to say he hadn’t imagined this before, in the privacy of his own bunk where no one could see. The Dominoes were attractive, of course they were, but more than that they’d impressed him in the field at Rishi’s outpost. Sharp, resourceful, brave - everything that made a soldier stand out. How could Rex not pay attention to them?
His hand found the swell of Fives’s ass, and if his teeth weren’t so dangerously positioned at Echo’s cock right now, Rex might have given in to the urge to slap it. Instead, he just let himself touch and grope, hand sliding between Fives's thighs from behind to cup his cock and balls through his blacks, giving a squeeze to his erection that drew out a gorgeous, vibrating moan that started in his throat and ended in Echo’s, as if the two had melded into one creature feeling the same pleasures.
Rex released him just to grab for the waist of his lower blacks, letting his own erection bob out at last. The heated flesh pressed against Fives’s ass, and almost immediately Fives shifted to press back into it, his back arching to present himself more effectively.
It would just be mean to say no to that.
Stripping Fives’s blacks down, just far enough to bunch up at his knees, revealed a toned ass and thick, muscled thighs. Briefly, Rex thought about slicking them up, sliding himself into the gap and fucking him that way, cock sliding against Fives’s with every thrust between his thighs. Not what he wanted today… but maybe eventually.
“Have you ever done this before?” he asked, and for a moment Fives didn’t seem to know whether to pull away from Echo to answer or stay right where he was, licking moans out of him instead. “Just nod or shake your head.”
A very slight nod. Good, then they weren’t starting from scratch. Rex would hate to distract himself from what he was about to do with actually providing the education that the Dominoes had claimed to need.
Fives made a contented rumbling sound as Rex pulled him open, taking a moment to assess the situation like a complex mission needing a careful approach. His thumb slipped between his cheeks, pressing against his entrance without pushing inside, simply massaging in a slow circle that made Fives give a demanding shove of his hips.
“Echo?” A little whimpering noise was the only evidence that Echo was even still conscious let alone listening to him. “There’s lube in the top drawer of my desk. Can you reach it for me?”
Echo nodded, then seemed to realize that Rex wasn’t actually looking up at him, far too distracted by Fives under his hands. “Y-yes sir,” he choked out, voice heavy with pleasure. “Top drawer. I’ll get it.”
Rex could hear him fumbling, rattling around the contents of the drawer as he couldn’t actually look back to see what he was doing, but soon enough a victorious noise sounded and Echo held the tube out to him in a shaky hand. Rex caught his whole hand rather than just taking the lube from him, pushing himself up a bit on his knees in order to kiss the back of it.
“Good boy,” he whispered, breath hot against the skin, and the answer he got in return was a deliciously incoherent sound. With a little squeeze, he let Echo go and returned his attention to the task at hand.
The lube was slightly cold when he let it dribble down over Fives’s entrance, but Rex didn’t let him suffer it long before warming it up with his touch, working in slow circles before starting to slide a finger inside. The noise Fives made was muffled by Echo’s cock, but when Echo cried out it was as if Rex could hear him clearly anyway.
Fives shoved his hips back again, and Rex had to use his free hand to hold him still. “Stop it, or I’ll make you wait longer,” he warned, suppressing a chuckle. “Don’t think that I won’t do it.”
He got a huff in reply, but Fives did still for him, letting Rex take his time on preparation, carefully sliding a second finger into him and curling them to find a sensitive spot that made Fives’s breath catch. The slow pace made his own cock ache with need, but Rex would rather let himself suffer it than barge ahead too quickly out of impatience.
Only when he was able to move his fingers in and out smoothly, each one sending a shudder up Fives’s spine, did he pull them free and take his cock in hand, positioning himself. With one, slow motion, he pressed inside the tight heat of Fives’s body.
Fives moaned, breath rushing out over Echos’s cock, and Rex saw his fingers tighten on Echo’s thighs, curling in tight enough that there would likely be faint bruises in the aftermath. There was something about that, knowing that just by fucking Fives, he’d leave his mark on Echo too, as surely as if they’d come from his own hands.
Rex would have liked to say he had the stamina to draw this out for as long as possible, make both of them writhe, tease them until they were begging. But as soon as he was inside Fives, entirely sheathed in his body, it was as if the control he’d had on the situation slipped away, nothing but water between grasping fingers. His first thrust was still slow, but he lost that fast, as if the moans his boys let out for him were triggers connected directly to his self control.
He fucked into Fives, hard, and Fives pushed back to meet every thrust, bringing Echo’s hips forward with him to ensure that he never lost the cock in his mouth, or the taste of precum on his tongue. Echo had to be suffering now, held on the edge of orgasm the longest of all of them, and Rex flicked his eyes up to take in the twisted look of pleasure that decorated his face.
Leaning forward over Fives’s back, he let his order rumble out directly over his ear. “Give him what he wants.” At the same time, his hand circled around to wrap around Fives’s cock, giving it a careful squeeze that had Fives tightening around him. Rex rested his forehead against the back of Fives’s head, nuzzling into his hair. “Let him come on your face.”
Fives didn’t need to be told twice. He surged forward to take Echo down to the root again, eagerly sucking, and it took only a few seconds of it for Echo to break. He let out a sound that was nothing short of a shriek, and seconds later Fives pulled off to let Echo come across his face, shutting his eyes against the splatter of fluid.
Before he could recover, Rex straightened up again and took hold of Fives’s hair with his free hand, pulling his head back so that Echo got a full view of the mess he’d just made. With the extra leverage, he thrust deep again, and without Echo’s cock muffling him, each sharp moan or gasp ripped from Fives's throat was fully audible. Rex stroked his cock in turn, hand gliding over heated skin in short motions, timed with well aimed thrusts that drove straight into his prostate.
Soon enough, Fives’s entire body tensed, seconds before he came over Rex’s hand, climax making his body arch and writhe. When Rex released his hair, Fives sank down to the floor, arms folding in front of him and filthy face hidden against them as Rex continued to fuck into him. Each continuing thrust made him jolt from oversensitivity, his legs shifting further apart to welcome the rough treatment. When Rex reached his own orgasm it was with a simple shudder, growling out his moan as he spilled into Fives’s body.
With the tension that had powered him snapped, Rex felt his body go weak, and he leaned forward over Fives’s back, hands braced against the floor to keep his weight from completely falling on him. In front of them, Echo sank down to his knees, and Rex watched as he pulled Fives face up to kiss him, tongue sweeping out to taste some of his own come that had trickled down across Fives’s lips.
Yeah, these two were going to be the death of him. But maybe that wouldn’t be so bad.