Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox/CC-4477 | Thire/Clone Commander Thorn Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, CC-4477 | Thire, Clone Commander Thorn (Star Wars) Additional Tags: CorrieWeek2024, CorrieWeekNSFW, Cloneshipping | Clone Trooper/Clone Trooper Relationships (Star Wars), Spooktober, Supernatural - Freeform, the change, 100x500 Series: Part 12 of CorrieWeek, Part 6 of 100x500 Summary: Sometimes, when the urge hits and one simply has to make do with the tools available.
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“Quickly, I need it. Like, right now!” Fox had been rattled ever since getting on this op. Basically since waking up. Having had a break from the others for a moment while wanting to clear his head and be by himself. The idea sound, even if his body disagreed with him. Royally so!
“Foxy, we don’t have anything with us, the stuff is all in our quarters.” Thorn was realising the state Fox was in, but, what could they do short from sitting on top of the man?
“Yeah Fox hon, I mean, didn’t ya feel this coming on before we got to the rounds?” Thire, even if used to Fox’s mood swings wasn’t exactly complaining, simply asking. Not that him and Thorn weren’t ready to cater Fox’s every whim when those arose. And often too.
“I didn’t know, no.” Fox gritted through his teeth, the shivers in his body getting worse and worse and the proximity of his two partners certainly not helping any. Guess the seclusion really hadn’t been the best of his ideas.
“Fine fine, we’ll figure out something.” Thorn scanned the area visually, spotting an abandoned warehouse close by. Something they could use for the privacy.
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