Despite the initial crash landing, the mission seemed to have been successful and the trip back to Ord Mantell was, so far, uneventful. The ship lay in a sleepy silence, punctuated only by Wrecker’s occasional snoring from where he lay on the ground against Gonky with Omega and Lula tucked safely in his arms. Phee and Tara played a quiet game of Dejarak and Echo sat watchfully in the co-pilot’s chair beside Tech, who was engrossed in something on his datapad until the ship dropped from hyperspace and landed smoothly back on the planet.
Why does she have to come along? You thought bitterly as the ship rattled through the atmosphere.
It was one thing for Phee to come along, but her sister was another story altogether. You had no problem with Phee. She’d proven herself to be extremely helpful when things went south; she was fun and easy to get along with.
The patter of cascading water came to a stop and the natural hum of the apartment took over again. Movement bustled behind the refresher door in the moments before Hunter emerged, bringing with him a rolling cloud of steam and the citrus scent of your body wash. With a towel snugly tied around his waist, he traipsed onto warm carpet, droplets catching in the hair on his chest and trickling down his abdomen.
He grunted to himself as he swept his curls over his shoulder and forcefully attempted to dry the straggled mess. The more he moved and adjusted his only working arm, the wider the gap between the dripping strands grew, making it impossible for him to grasp the main bulk with just one hand.
“Come here,” you coaxed, guiding him to the edge of the bed and settling his frustration with a kiss to his damp brow. Gently, you took the towel from him and squeezed the excess water from his hair, draping it over the radiator once it was beyond use and retrieving the hairdryer from the bottom drawer of the dresser.
I could curl up inside this snippet and be happy forever. SO SWEET AND COZY. I love your descriptions too. 🥹
"You knew he had struggled to adjust to a life where he didn’t need to prove himself every day, where his worth wasn’t based on how many enemies he had taken down or how successful his squad was in battle."
Whoo hoooo!! Congrats! And yay! Okay… you’ve got such incredibly moving work, it’s enticing to see what you’re gonna do with short word limits!! 😍 if it pleases the jury, may I please request…
Hunter, fem reader, suggestive fluffy, 300 words, number 14 - "You're allowed to need help."
Hunter saying the line… Maybe as some kind of new step in their relationship, taking it further, from flirting to more meaningful/real? Just all that cheesy heartwarming emotional stuff. 😂 Bonus if nature is involved!
Annnnd, of course, always feel free to ignore! Love having you here and can’t wait to see all the drabbles from this event! 😁
Author's Note: Free, my darling, you are my first event request! Thank you so much for participating 🥺 Ohhhh, a Hunter request 👀 I don't think I've ever written for him before 🤔 Well, no time like the present to give it a shot. I hope you like how I wrote him! It's definitely fluffy… and suggestive 😏 Please enjoy 💚
It’s a gorgeous morning in the woods with fresh dew making the area glisten like crystal. Hunter leans against the doorway of the cabin, sipping his mug of caf while watching you struggle to chop wood for the fire. He offered to do it himself, but you insisted that you could handle it on your own. He winces at your latest attempt of a swing, but smiles at the adorable frustrated grunt you make when the ax head misses its mark.
Hunter shakes his head and sets his caf down on the railing, not able to watch any longer in fear that you’ll hurt yourself. He walks up behind you and chuckles softly. “You’re allowed to need help, you know.”
You pout and mumble under your breath that you would’ve figured it out eventually, but that is a lie. You knew the moment you felt the weight of the ax that this task was out of your league. You release a heavy sigh of defeat. “Show me?” you ask.
Hunter smiles and obliges your request. He presses his broad chest against your back and rests his head between your neck and shoulder. He wraps his arms around your torso and lays his hands atop yours, slowly moving them along the smooth length of the ax handle. “Hold it like this,” he says. His deep and smoky breath tickles your neck, causing the little hairs to stand on end. “Make sure your grip is tight around it.”
The intense heat radiating from his body causes your heart to beat faster as your face flushes. Your mouth is like a desert and you swallow hard, trying to remind yourself that you’re supposed to be chopping wood. “Like this?” you ask, a little too breathy.
My queen! May I humbly request to you a dialog burned into my skull for hunter ? I know you have a promt list but I have thought of hunter saying these lines ever since they came to me (I hope u don't mind a suggestion that's not on a list🖤🖤🖤)
"Do you have any idea how intoxicating you are to me? Do you even know what you Do me? How much you drive me wild?"
"Oh I think you do. Oh mesh'la, If I didnt know any better I'd think you like driving me crazy"
-I've had no thoughts other than hunter and his God damn inhanced senses and that scent kink 🙈 Nonthing but sinful smutty thoughts
Ofc my queen, you can go for whatever context you think fits. ☺️🖤🖤🖤
Essence
Summary: Your scent drives Hunter wild and his desire for you has been building. He’s been able to hold it together until a new scent from you pushes him to the brink.
Pairing: Hunter x Jedi Fem!Reader
WC: 4700 whoops
Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Scent kink, unprotected PiV sex (wrap it yo), cunnilingus, cum eating, praise, Hunter being a horny beast. Takes place during TCW. Reader is a Jedi for fun, not really described.
A/N: Let me tell you, I have no THOTS other than Hunter and his senses either! Thank you so much for this request…this dialogue is DELICIOUS and you sent me down a rabbit hole. I do not mind at all! I got a bit carried away, but I hope this is what you envisioned! This is what I humbly offer in return! Enjoy~
Ever since you introduced yourself to him all those weeks ago, Hunter has been captivated.
Whenever his mind was idle his thoughts drifted to you, the ghost of your scent always teasing his senses. He both wished he could be near and as far away as possible from you, your entire being taunting him whether you knew it or not.
It wasn’t just your beauty that beguiled him or your skill on the battlefield, it was your alluring and downright intoxicating fragrance that overtook his senses any time you were near.
You played up both their sides so well in the beginning, I was aching from the start 😂 And you walked a razor thin balance between a dominating and caring Hunter 🔥
Ohhh can I request “i’ve always thought you were the most beautiful person in the world.” dialogue prompt with Hunter?
🥰🫶
Hey Lovely! Thanks for the Prompt! It took me a minute, since I wanted to make sure I got Hunter's voice right. (You can be the judge of that, though.) I hope you enjoy!
This is part two to this sultry little encounter, where an insanely thirsty reader (it's me, I'm thirsty) finds and cares for injured Hunter. The tension between them builds until it breaks, just a bit, but their paths lie apart... for a while. When Hunter returns months later to express his gratitude... There's a bit of pent-up desire between the two of them that doesn't seem to be able to hold for a moment longer. ;) Original was inspired by some delicious fanart by @cloned-eyes, and any other shirtless/man bun/sultry Hunter works are MORE THAN WELCOME to be tagged here please!!
LISTEN. I may still be hot and bothered from @the-cantina's insanely amazing Hunter x Fem!Reader piece that has clawed into my brain and not left since (not that I'm complaining), but I was re-reading some of my previous one-shots and this one was just begging for a part two. ;)
gloriously naked save for that small, white towel that strained to make its ends meet across his hips, splitting apart across his thigh. It was tied, just barely, to allow him the use of both hands, which he was currently using to pull his scattered locks of hair into a messy bun atop his head.
Holy mother! I will take that image with me to my grave, which will not be long, because I. AM. DECEASED! May god have mercy on my soul.
Second of all… HOW did you give him such bedroom eyes 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 GEEZ the lighting, the curves of the muscles, the shading, that damn tattoo… pulling his hair up… 🫦🥸🥵🙈🥹
I am verklempt.
THANK YOU, SO SO SO MUCH 😭😭
Everything else I’ve ever written is standing in a raucous queue for your illustration should the fancy ever strike 🫠🫠🫠
Fic | Explicit| Word Count: 5.8k (do not perceive me)SUMMARY: After having fun out in a snowy winter day, you and your husband find a very good way to keep warm.CONTENTSFW: Domestic fluff, married life, playful wrestling, use of “queen”, “princess”, and “ma'am”. Hunter is one incurable cuddle bug.NSFW: Explicit smut, a desperate submissive Hunter, reader is a domme and a bit of a meanie, food play, oral sex (both receiving), rough hair pulling, mild manhandling, begging, edging, unprotected PiV, creampie
18+ themes below the cut. Be responsible about the content you consume, if you're not of adult age in your country, do the both of us a favor and go away.
[Gedet'ye = mando'a for please]
It’s not entirely clear who started it, and honestly, finding culprits would do little to change the course of things now; at least, that was the argument that shut up that annoying, anti-fun voice whining inside your head.
You risk another peek from behind the makeshift cover, your already numb hands turning the ice in your grasp into another snowball from muscle memory alone. Hunter had yet to check near the shrubberies chosen as your base of operations. Perfect. Gathering the stack at your feet, you slink away to the next hiding spot, only to freeze midway.
PERFECT balance of love and playfulness, a wonderful dreamy relationship and the joys of domestic life... and frickin INSANELY HOT SPICE!
HOW do you do it?! It's smut and poetry all at once. Absolutely tantalizing and beautiful to read.
This one is going to LINGER in my mind. Especially with my favorite Hunter. GOOD LORD. I also call my husband "love", and this was just... all things glorious.
MAN, the teasing somehow made Hunter even sexier? And hell yeah, food play?! Every single action and word of this was immaculate. Absolutely immersive.
If there is a tag list I [politely and patiently] DEMAND to be on it! ;)
Now prepare yourself to be thoroughly lurked on every other work you've ever posted. And again, hi, I'm Free, nice to meet you. ;) LOL. My smutty stuff is over at @spicy-clones but man. This is... possibly the best one I have ever read. No joke.
Okay 😈 I'm definitely a Hunter girlie and you have my attention with Tantalizing the Senses. So please, any crumbs you can give 🥴💕
This one's gonna be over on @spicy-clones cause it's going be to a completely self-indulgent x Reader smut... where after Hunter did something similar for Reader, Reader is now given totally free reign to tantalize a writhing Hunter totally at her loving mercy, sense by sense, with everything from food to textures to scents to her body... ;)
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