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“Who’s that new trooper?”
Anakin Skywalker and his 501st battalion had just arrived on Coruscant when Senator Lexi Sincerbeaux approached Captain Rex. While Padme was there to greet the Jedi and Ahsoka Tano, Lexi had just been passing by when seeing the crowd arrive. Granted, she respected Commander Cody and the 212th battalion and absolutely loved Commander Wolffe and his Wolfpack, but no one could deny not only how recognizable the 501st were, but how unique each of the men were in the battalion.
The well-respected captain stopped to see Lexi was referring to a certain member of his battalion - one with a tear-drop tattoo on his face and a top-knot on his head. Realizing what she was implying, Rex chuckled, “Senator, go easy. Tup is new. Green. Poor kid’s only been off Kamino for one mission.”
“Umbara, right? I heard there were heavy casualties.”
Since only the men and their Jedi generals knew of the horrors the 501st and 212th dealt with on Umbara with the natives and the traitor Pong Krell, Rex kept it light, “We lost a lot of good men, but that doesn’t mean you get to distract the subject at hand. Poor Tup was holding onto the ship’s handles with two hands.”
Lexi bemused, “Poor dear. You should introduce me.”
“No.” Rex answered with a smile.
Smirking, Lexi shrugged before waving over to Master Kenobi, and walking to him. As the Jedi and the Senator conversed, the clones began spreading out after being informed that they’d have the next two weeks off. Rex and Cody would have to spend some of that time filling out reports, but it was heavily instructed that they too take some time off. In fact, General Skywalker openly said he refused to do any missions with Rex until he rested. It wasn’t to sound harsh, the compassionate man just wanted his friend to rest after the trauma of Umbara. It was he and Kenobi that needed to consult with the Council about Pong Krell.
Still, Rex waited for Cody to finish speaking with some of his men so the two of them could do what they needed. So, while standing there, the captain felt another presence stand next to him. Tup. Poor Tup. Rex knew how green he was, but how good he was in training. Tup had applied to be part of the 501st and Rex accepted without hesitation. And Umbara was his first mission.
A mission where he was almost forced to execute his brothers, where they were forced to fire on each other, and where a Jedi betrayed them. Not to mention, his batchmate Dogma was taken away. Sure, Rex was going to kill Krell, at least…he knew he should have. So, he didn’t blame Dogma. And he was going to fight like hell to make sure Dogma wasn’t sent for reconditioning. Dogma was a good soldier - sure, he was maybe a little too willing to follow orders, but he thought he was doing the right thing.
Poor Tup.
Still, Tup greeted his captain with the same innocent and eager enthusiasm he always did. Except, this time; his brown eyes stared in wonderment, unable to say anything else. So, Rex said it for him, “Question, Tup?”
“Who is she ?” He found himself saying, while motioning over to where Lexi stood.
Oh Makers. With a breathy chuckle, Rex motioned, “Lexi Sincerbeaux? She’s the Senator from Torreno.”
“Oh,” Tup spoke, trailing off a bit awkwardly before asking, “You two know each other, sir?”
“Lexi is a good friend of all clones. She advocates frequently for us, but she’s also close to Senator Amidala, which makes her close to Generals Skywalker and Kenobi, as well as Commander Tano,” Seeing the way Tup’s mouth gaped slightly in the woman’s direction, Rex sighed, “Aw, Tup. Forget it.”
“I’ve been with a woman before!” He defended in a way that told Rex that he was just used to the boys teasing him for his perceived innocence.
“Having a woman at 79s is different than a woman like Lexi. Plus, she’s a Senator. Tread lightly, vod, she’s something else.”
Tup resisted the urge to ask the captain how he knew, before Rex walked away. Swallowing thickly, he stared openly at Lexi, before running back over to Fives. The Captain was right. What was he thinking? She was a Senator. A woman in high standing. While she was only probably in her mid-twenties or so, she was definitely more experienced than a man like himself. He wasn’t a virgin - there was that beautiful purple Twilek a few months back - but, he was over his head.
Fives laughed at him and rubbed his shoulder, as they walked back to the barracks.
79’s was thumping that night. There were a fair share of clone battalions hanging out at the watering hole on Coruscant. The Wolfpack was currently off-world, but some 212th members were there along with Coruscant Guards (boys in red), the 327th boys, and of course, many 501st members. That’d include Fives, Jesse, Kix, and Tup.
There were non-clones there too; 79’s existed before the war. It just happened to be perfect for the clones. It was in Coruscant, big enough to house many clones at a time, and the Grand Army of the Republic paid the bar so that any clone could drink for free. Granted, it was not so great beer they were given for free, but considering clones didn’t own anything, they’d take it all the same. As long as they got drunk, who cared?
Situated in a booth on a elevated level of the bar, Tup hummed carefully over his eck of sabacc cards. It was loud, sure, but not too loud that he and the boys couldn’t play. Kix had gotten them another round and Fives made a bit of a show out of the fact that he had won the last few rounds. Come on now, Tup had to be better than this.
Part of him missed Dogma. He didn’t agree with his batchmate wanting to follow Krell’s unjust orders, but that was his twin. Like Fives and Echo - he knew the ARC trooper missed his own Domino twin, so despite Dogma being…Dogma, he missed him. Still, he tried to shove that thought out of his head to enjoy his night out. And because he was still surrounded by brothers. That was the thing about clones. There was never a shortage of family.
“Is that Senator Sincerbeaux?” Jesse asked Appo, who wasn’t sitting with them, but rather hanging over one of the sides of the booth.
Tup had to force himself not to whip his head in the direction that they were talking about. In a not-so-smooth manner, he looked to see the Senator from before walking in with Senator Amidala. Both Senators looked regal, but definitely more casual than their usual politician garb. Regardless, Lexi looked stunning. Her tan skin complemented the gold halter top and high-waisted shorts she wore. She even wore gold heels with straps going all the way up to her thighs. Who was this woman?
They were escorted by Commander Fox, who clearly did his duty in ensuring that the two Senators were safe. They were in a bar full of clones - why wouldn’t they be?
“One drink and then I’m leaving.” Padme smiled, as the two of the sat up at the bar.
“So you can get back to Anakin?” Lexi teased, as Padme urged her not to say it out loud.
Bemused, Lexi motioned to the music playing and insisted that no one would hear them over it. With that, they both ordered martinis that were far too fancy for a place like 79s. Still, the bartender made them their cocktails, and did the best they could. It wasn’t great, but the two women clinked their glasses together, and drank anyway.
“Why does Fox get to be with the beautiful women?” Jesse whined from his seat in the booth.
“Because none of you have the stuff to actually go down there and say something.” Fives pointed out, while chugging down his beer.
Kix smirked, “I’d like to see you go down there. I’d like to see you talk to Senator Amidala.”
The 501st weren’t idiots. They knew what was going on between General Skywalker and the Senator from Naboo. Granted, they all knew that it was a big no-no, so no one said anything out loud. They respected the hell out of Anakin and Padme was gorgeous. They loved the Jedi, but would never understand the whole no relationships thing.
Could Jedi at least fuck?
Catching on, Tup found himself asking, “What about the other Senator? Is she…taken?”
The question made the others laugh a little, once they figured out why he was asking; and it was Fives who placed a hand on Tup’s shoulder, “Aw, Tup, she’s too much woman for you.”
“You all say that, but none of you are gonna go down there to say something,” Tup declared, while placing his cards down, and jabbing a thumb against his own chest, “But, I will.”
The boys groaned, as Tup stood up, downed his drink, and walked towards the women. Even if his nerves didn’t force him right back, Commander Fox definitely was going to wedge himself in between the 501st trooper and the Senators. That brother definitely took his job as the Coruscant Guard Commander seriously.
Padme was true to her word and only stayed for one drink. The bar was getting more crowded and she knew Anakin was waiting up for her. In all honesty, she probably wouldn’t have gone out if it weren’t for the fact that her husband and Obi-Wan needed to talk to the Jedi Council about what happened on Umbara. About how a Jedi had purposely looked to sabotage their men in an effort to gain favor with Count Dooku.
“Commander Fox, stay with Lexi-” Padme was about to say, before Lexi interrupted.
“Commander, please walk Padme back to her apartment.”
Fox, unsure; asked to clarify, “Are you sure, Senator?”
With a smirk, Lexi purred, “Senator Amidala should have an escort on her way home. Besides, I feel I’ll have an escort of my own by the time the night is done.”
Padme blushed, but ultimately laughed and while no one could see Fox’s face, she was sure the Commander also stiffened at the idea of Lexi shamelessly looking to take one of his brothers home. If only everyone thought so highly of clones, instead of thinking them as fleshy droids.
No sooner had Fox escorted Padme out that Lexi could feel someone approach her. Smirking, she turned, and felt pleasantly surprised at who was in front of her. Tup, whom Captain Rex had insisted was too green to be played with; stood in front of her with an innocent and genuine smile on his face. He was in his armor, as some clones were as opposed to their on-leave uniforms; but she like his hair, and the way he seemed mesmerized by her.
“Senator.” Tup swallowed, while standing at attention as if he was in front of Rex or Anakin.
With an easy smile, Lexi greeted, “You’re Tup, right? Captain Rex told me.”
“Yes, sir,” He paused, before sheepishly grinning, “Sorry, habit.”
Lexi laughed gently, before offering, “You can call me Lexi, darling.”
The way Lexi said the word darling made Tup seize up momentarily; she spoke to him so easily and carried herself with such confidence, he wondered if he was in the position to even be talking to her. No. He could do this. He had literally been in a life or death battlefield. If he could shoot…if he could kill then he could talk to her.
“Can I get you a drink?” Tup offered.
“How about I get you a drink?”
Tup frowned, “No offense, Sena-Lexi, but shouldn’t it be the man to get the woman a drink?”
Lexi gave him a sympathetic smile, before pointing out, “Well, it is certainly chivalrous for you to offer, but I know you get a certain beer for free and considering I dislike beer, especially that one; let me get you something better.”
Before he could say anything else, Lexi was already ordering two cocktails from the bartender. Tup found himself looking over his shoulder to see his brothers staring down at him, as if they couldn’t believe that he hadn’t turned around. Or that Lexi hadn’t refused him outright. He didn’t want to screw this up, but part of him also felt guilty for thinking that way. She was a person too, not a prize to be earned. He wasn’t aware that she had inquired about him just a few hours ago.
Soon, two colorful cocktails were set on the bar, as Lexi motioned for him to sit next to her. Obeying, he took the vacant stool that Padme had previously sat on. The drink before him was bright orange with some garnish and a little umbrella sticking out of it. He laughed a little at it - he didn’t know alcohol could be so bright.
“To the 501st?” Lexi hummed in question, taking the stemware and waiting for him.
Tup took the drink and clinked it against hers, smiling, “For the 501st.”
For Hardcase.
For Dogma.
Finally taking a sip of the cocktail, Tup’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking another gulp. The sweet drink tasted deliciously like a blend of different exotic fruits and was nothing like the stale, bitterness of the beer they were given at 79s. If he wasn’t careful, he could have downed the entire thing in one go.
“Good, right?” Lexi smirked, seeing Tup’s reaction, “Save that beer for another night.”
“How do you even know about this?” Tup asked incredulously, before downing another gulp.
Shrugging, she took a sip, before smirking, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. So, you’re here with your brothers, I see?”
Technically, they were all brothers. But, she was referring to the 501st brothers, who were currently looking down at them. Tup held his forehead in embarrassment, while explaining clumsily, “Sorry about that. They ugh…they didn’t think I’d come down here.”
“And why are you down here?”
Lexi’s question wasn’t accusatory or even a question that suggested she didn’t want him around her. She was pleased. Amused. Maybe even a little curious. Tup swallowed hard, as his wide brown eyes looked into her amber ones, “I…I wanted to. I…I saw you earlier, when you were walking by us and spoke to Captain Rex. And now you’re here…I just…wanted to talk to you.”
With a Cheshire grin, she cooed, “Do you want to do more than talking?”
Tup had to stop himself from dropping the drink, as he gawked slightly. His mouth opened and closed a few times, before answering, “I…yes. Yes. But…I could just talk. I…I didn’t come here with the intention of… that. I just wanted to get to know you.”
That was sweet. Lexi believed him. She believed that he would have been entirely happy with ending the night just as they were. That when he saw her and approached her, he wasn’t doing it out of a desire to fuck her. He genuinely wanted to talk. She believed it was what made her more intrigued by him; the clones were good men, but this one was purer than any man she had ever been with. Maybe she wanted a bit of that?
Tup’s eyes almost faltered into ones of sadness and his smile drooped a little in self-doubt, “I understand if you wouldn’t want to. You’re a Senator…and I’m just a clone.”
Lexi’s face dropped a little, before she reached to sympathetically take a hold of his hand, and squeeze it. She wanted him to look in her face and know she was being genuine when she said, “You're not just a clone. None of you are. You’re a person, Tup. There are plenty of twins out there - just because they look alike doesn’t mean they aren’t their own people.”
Tup felt touched by her words. It was always nice to hear a sentiment like that. It was especially needed after a mission with the likes of Pong Krell, who couldn’t even be bothered by calling them by their chosen names. A man who thought they were nothing more than brainless idiots - incapable of thinking for themselves. Disposable. Expendable. He knew that there were a lot of people who thought that way, so it was hard for him to not feel that way. They were more than just twins. They were cloned from a man. They were made in a lab. They were bred…for war.
As if seeing his self-doubt persisting, Lexi added, “I’m an only child. It must be nice to have so many brothers.”
It was at that that he smiled, “It is nice. There’s…a really deep connection we all share. I don’t know if it’s how…natural-born twins feel, but maybe because we all have the same DNA…it’s like we’re the same person. But, we’re brothers, but…it’s a closeness that…is kind of beautiful? Oh Makers, that’s too sappy for a time like this, isn’t it?”
“Just the right amount,” Lexi laughed, before shaking her head, “Would you like to see my apartment, Tup?”
Tup had given a small wave to the boys before following Lexi out, leaving the others dumbfounded that not only had the younger clone approached the Senator, but that he was leaving with her. They made small chitchat as they made their way to her lavish apartment. While not huge, it was certainly decorated well, and had a lovely view. He didn’t realize that those in the Republic had such nice perks.
Lexi was pouring the two of them glasses of wine, as Tup was staring out of the window that took up an entire wall of her apartment. It was…beautiful seeing Coruscant like this. Sure, it was hustling and bustling, but people were enjoying themselves. There weren’t bombs going off or gunfire shattering his eardrums. There may have not been any nature on the planet, but he still enjoyed the idea of not being in a battlefield.
Handing him a glass, Lexi smiled, “Like it?”
“It’s gorgeous,” Tup proclaimed, before taking a sip of the wine, and pointed out, “Now I feel offended by the beer they give us for free.”
Lexi laughed, agreeing that it was indeed shit. The two talked for a moment, before he looked down, and realized something, “You’re short.”
Without the five-inch heels she had been sporting earlier, she was indeed short. Barely 5’3”. Granted, she held herself high and it wasn’t like the clones were giants - just about six feet - but, he just hadn’t noticed beforehand. His brown eyes looke downward for a good moment, before he caught himself and what he had said.
“Makers! I’m sorry. That was rude. I-”
Before Tup was able to finish apologizing, Lexi had reached to grab at the top of his chest armor, and pulled him down. Not hard, but fluid. Soon, the clone felt his lips press against hers, and while one hand was holding a glass of wine, the other slipped around her waist to pull her flush against his body. Her amazing body pressed against his armor, but he could still feel her warmth, and he wanted more.
Pulling away, Tup blinked at Lexi for a moment, before he politely took her wine glass to place both of theirs on a side table, before pulling her back in. Lexi wrapped her arms around his neck and met his full lips with her own. While Tup was certainly a mild-mannered man, he was not the trembling inexperienced clone that his brothers made him out to be. He kissed her like he knew what he was doing and like he was hungry for her.
Lexi purred against his mouth as their tongues began playing with each other, feeling Tup’s hands exploring her body needingly. They touched every part of her skin that they could, from running up her sides to sliding down to the curve of her round ass. She was pleasantly surprised when she felt him grab her ass, kneading the naturally plump rounds.
Finally pulling away, his hands cupped the sides of Lexi’s face, proclaiming, “Makers…”
Lexi bit her lower lip, which tingled from the intensity from the kiss; while running her thumb down his lower lip, “What do you want to do, darling?”
Tup moaned gently, as he dropped down to one knee. Lexi almost wanted to make a proposal joke, before feeling his hands moving up her hips to pull closer to him. Feeling his breath hot against her abdomen, the Senator purred gently as she felt his lips start pressing against the flat of her stomach. Gentle kisses decorated her body over the fabric of her high-rise shorts, as his fingers massaged the flesh of her outer thighs.
Turned on by the way she rocked her hips against his kisses, Tup moved to begin removing her shorts, pulling them down slowly to give her an opportunity to say no if she wanted to. She didn’t want to. Lexi watched as he pulled the article of clothing down, taking the opportunity to kiss at the now exposed flesh of her lower abdomen and hip bones.
Tup looked up at Lexi; his eyes were blown out with desire and she smirked back at him, nodding, before he yanked her underwear down. Overcome with lust on an indescribable level, the trooper held her close, before spreading her legs to dive in. Both Tup and Lexi moaned simultaneously as his tongue ran itself up her warm slit.
It was always a nice surprise when a man went down on her. Not everyone did, but Lexi preened from the manner in which Tup was eating her out. It wasn’t like some men who did it as a means of asserting dominance, not that she minded that in bed. However, Tup ran his tongue inside of her in a way of worshipping her, as if he wanted to please her for her pleasure. And he was doing a damn good job.
“Oh darling~” Lexi cooed, as she spread her legs further to accommodate his tongue flattening, and lapping her up.
Tup’s tooka eyes stared up at her, almost in a trance; as he dove his face further into her core. Makers, her sex was warm and wet. He was already enjoying himself, when Lexi reached down to slip her fingers through his hair, untying the knot to let his strands fall down. The manner in which she was praising him only made him wish to please her further, flicking his tongue against her swollen clit until he set a rhythym that had the Senator pressing her sex further against his face.
Lexi liked to pride herself on being a woman that never allowed herself to come undone, but with Tup on his knees before her, devouring her sex in the way he was, and her standing, she couldn’t help, but grip his hair tightly as he worked her into an orgasm. The trooper held her close, continuously flicking his tongue against her, until she was moaning his name from pleasure.
“Tup…”
Pulling away, Tup panted, as his thumb pushed through her wet folds in something akin to desire and adoration. His lips were swollen, his eyes were blown, and his chin was wet. Lexi couldn’t help, but laugh, as she reached back to undo her top and slip the fabric off her body. The sight of her round breasts and taut nipples caused the clone to groan in need, feeling his manhood engorge almost painfully.
“Come now, good boy.” Lexi smirked, while walking back and guiding him into her bedroom.
Tup scrambled to his feet, taking off his armor eagerly, following the Senator into her bedroom. It shouldn’t have surprised him that her bed was grand, with red silk sheets ordaining the large berth. He was too focused on the bed in front of him to not realize that Lexi was in fact behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, and reaching her hand underneath his blacks to stroke his swollen girth.
The trooper groaned and rolled his head back, as Lexi came in front of him, and dropped down to her own knees. Tup wanted to stop her, telling her that she was too beautiful, and too refine to be on her knees in front of him. That line of thinking went out the window the second she freed him from his pants and ran a tongue up his shaft.
“Oh, Makers…” Tup moaned, as Lexi slowly moved her mouth over the head of his thick and long manhood. He removed his top and moaned, as the beautiful woman ran her hand up his toned abs, while moving her mouth down further his shaft, “Thank you…thank you. Oh…kriff that feels so good.”
Lexi smirked, beginning to bob her head up and down, all while hearing praise from the man above her. It was when her well-manicured hand began massaging his swollen balls that Tup pulled back, panting hard, and touching himself. The Senator feigned an innocent pout, as the trooper laughed breathly, “I…I want to be inside of you…if…if that’s okay?”
Gently laughing, Lexi understood what he meant, and moved back on top of her bed. Lying back, she spread her legs, and welcomed Tup on top of her. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and met his lips eagerly, tasting herself on his mouth. Kissing her hungrily, the long-haired clone shifted so one of his knees pushed her apart further, to line himself up with her waiting sex.
Slowly dipping inside of her, Tup moaned, and began moving his mouth to her neck. Lexi preened happily, feeling him peppering her with kisses where he could. Her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. All while slipping himself in and out of her. His hips thrust inside of her in a way that was akin to lovemaking. It was sweet. It was satisfying. Lexi realized that it wasn’t something she experienced often and she found herself wrapping her left leg around his waist to pull him closer. To get more.
“You’re so beautiful,” Tup sighed, watching her intensely as he intertwined his fingers within hers, and moved inside of her in long strides, “Just…beautiful.”
Lexi knew that every clones’ eye color was brown, but she found herself lost within the expressiveness of Tup’s eyes. She sighed in satisfaction, as she pulled him back down to kiss him. They held each other tightly, as the trooper continued to pump in and out of her, feeling entrapped in the tight warmth between her thighs.
“Can…can I…inside?” Tup panted, squeezing his eyes shut, as the end was near.
“Yes.” Lexi purred, rolling her hips against his to urge his release.
It didn’t take long after that for Tup to spill himself inside of her, gasping as his thrusts became more sporadic. Just a few more erratic bucks and he was panting on top of her, stilling to let the last few drops of his release fill Lexi up. He could feel her hands gently stroking his body, praising him wordlessly for how good he was.
Propping himself on his elbow, Tup panted, as Lexi reached to gently touch the teardrop tattoo on his cheek, “Why the teardrop?”
Her question was gentle enough and while he wanted to joke and say it looked cool, he answered earnestly, “For all my fallen brothers…”
Offering a comforting smile, Lexi leaned up to kiss the trooper, before asking, “Want to stay the night?”
“Yes!”
Eyes darkening, Lexi smirked, “Want to take a shower?”
To which Tup enthusiastically grinned, “Yes!”
“What’s going on here?” Captain Rex asked, once he stepped into the mess hall.
Fives, Jesse, and Kix were surrounding Tup, making a big show of patting him on the back and praising him, all while the tear-drop trooper was holding his face. Seeing the captain’s confusion, Fives laughed, “Tup spent the night with Senator Sincerbeaux.”
Upon realizing Fives was speaking to Rex, Tup sat up more, though his cheeks were flush red and his eyes darted around nervously. Rex’s face was unreadable momentarily, before easing into genuine intrigue, “Did he now? That right, Tup? You spent the night with the senator?”
“Sir?” Tup asked, unsure of what to say.
Rex’s face relaxed into genuine laughter, while adding his own hand to Tup’s shoulder, “Good for you, soldier. You deserve it. Believe me, the senator is a good woman.”
In a normal context, Tup would think that the captain meant her personality or her genuine kindness for clones - all which were true. But, the face Rex was making, along with the drop in his tone, made the long-haired trooper choke, “Sir!?”
Rex chuckled again, while assuring, “Don’t worry, Tup, ori’vod are supposed to share.”
Lexi smirked to herself, as she ordained herself with a long green dress that had slits up to her hips on both sides. It had one strap on the right side and she decorated it with the same gold heels she wore last night, along with some jewelry she had bought off-world. Tup had stayed the night and after a delightful shower, they had fallen asleep together, before he left early in the morning - attempting to not be seen leaving her apartment.
Not before giving her a kiss. Tup was sweet. As Lexi clasped a bracelet on her wrist, she smiled in realizing that she enjoyed the night more than just a simple tryst. She of course liked the rougher nights she had with men she brought home, but it was rare to have such a gentle and passionate evening. She hoped Tup would take care of himself on his missions, she’d like to see him again.
There was a ping at her door, as Lexi pressed the button to open it. In walked a Coruscant Guard donned in red and white, who stood straight up, with his hands behind his back, “Senator. Commander Wolffe is awaiting your arrival to escort you on your trip to Mandalore.”
Commander Wolffe. Lexi smirked, while thinking about the commander of the Wolfpack. Taking out a pocket mirror, the young Senator applied lipgloss, before humming, “Thank you, Commander Fox, and may I say, your armor is looking lovely today.”
While Fox’s face was covered by his helmet, the clone let out a husky albeit dry laugh, while freely commenting, “Thank you, Senator. I’m surprised - thought you were only a fan of the boys in blue.”
“Blue, red, grey,” Lexi smirked, while walking past him, “Who doesn’t love variety?”