Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

[flightforfreedom]

 

TIMELINE
* indicates NSFW

Andy and Poe meet *
Andy and Poe's first gig *
Rex Meet Cute
Poe makes Andy the Copilot *
Poe and Rex have a Pleasant Evening *
Poe gets Andy off talking about how hot Rex is when he makes an O face *
Poe confesses his feelings for Andy, she storms off
Poe tells Rex about Andy storming off and accidentally confesses feelings for him too
Finally getting the stupid woman back on the ship 
Andy and Rex "spar"
Poe getting to say "I love you" to Andy during sex and not getting punched *
Poe and Andy get snacks for Rex, or try to anyway
Poe gets himself hurt
Poe wakes up and gets lectured at by Andy
Then by Rex
Poe Tells Andy he wants to marry them at the worst possible moment *
Andy and Poe propose to Rex

 UNSURE TIMELINE:
Bounty Posters
 

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[ct_7567]

I have a feeling we have a thing or two we can do to take care of that, [ Rex purrs in Poe's ear, which isn't conducive to settling the man down, but his ironclad will can only go so far. He won't relent today, not when Poe's still in such pain and they still have more of his vitals to go over. Later, though, there's plenty he can think up that doesn't require Poe to move at all. He'll have to pass the message onto Andy who quite clearly didn't get that particular memo.

Pfassk, he's pretty, though, even roughed up and drugged to the gills and in need of more of a shower than what Andy and Rex could provide just trying to ineffectually mop him up. It's a lot easier to appreciate that in the calm of the medbay now that it's clear that Poe will be all right. He pauses, though, something fond and painful twisting in his gut. He wonders if Poe knows how right he is, how vital he is to what makes them them. He probably does.

Probably doesn't cut it. He brings Poe's hands together around his midsection, Rex's own hands draped over top of them. ]

You are, you know. The love of our lives.

[ Because that's how their strange little relationship goes, isn't it? Poe tells Rex he loves him; Rex tells Poe he loves him. Poe tells Rex Andy loves him; Rex tells Poe Andy loves him. It shouldn't work. But Rex fancies that it does - and if it doesn't, well hell, he'll never know the difference. ]

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[ The promise in the purr sent a surge of surprised arousal straight down to his cock, and he felt his face warm a little. Damn, but he loved when Rex talked like that.

He was in the middle of coming up with a witty retort - something about variation and practice - when Rex kept speaking. For some reason - probably getting used to Andy's method of displaying affection - he just wasn't expecting something quite so blatant. He felt suddenly ten degrees hotter, and he was glad that the way he was sitting meant that Rex couldn't easily see his face. Because it was ridiculous to feel so affected by that, after he'd literally just been joking about it.

So there was a pause that was a little too long to be casual, and then a quiet: ]

I definitely know you two are mine.

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[ When Rex feels Poe stiffen against him, he grins - and even if Poe can't see it out of the corner of his eye from where Rex's chin is still propped on his shoulder, he may be able to feel it in the way Rex's jaw clenches. It didn't take him long for him to realize how much he enjoys having that effect on Poe. It's not something he's ever tired of.

The grin fades a little when Poe speaks next though, oddly vulnerable in a way he hadn't managed to be when Poe had been passed out. He squeezes Poe's hand. ]

Well, you're ours too, even if we don't say it enough. You just caught on a little faster than we did. [ His voice turns wry, a little teasing. ] Turns out we were a bit dense. We'd be fools not to see it by now.

[ Honestly, he saw it as soon as Poe pointed it out. As for love of my life - well. Look at them. How could it be anything else? Rex certainly doesn't intend to love anyone but the two people on this ship for the rest of his life. ]

[flightforfreedom]

[ Normally, Poe would say something teasing and fond to confirm the sentiment but lighten the tension. He was not anywhere near as avoidant as Andy was, when it came to his feelings, but he did often try to wrap and protect them with humour. Not today, though. Not when he was this weak but happy to be alive, not with the strong, stable bulk of Rex behind and around him, hands encompassing his own. Not when he could feel Rex's jaw shift as his smile fades.

Not when he had nearly just died and lost all of this.

He should marry them.

The thought comes unbidden - the ring that he wore in a chain suddenly feeling ten times heavier where it lay over his chest. Was he allowed to do that? Did he care if he was allowed?

Sure, he might only have one ring, but the band was thick. He could get it split into two. His mom would understand. She probably wouldn't even think twice about it, and just be happy for him.

Stars, he wished they could have met.

All of this passes through his mind in a second, an errant thought solidifying and firming almost instantly. Yeah. That was what he wanted. He wasn't going to say it now - he'd learned his lesson about just blurting something like that before he'd figured out a plan to address it. But the decision to do something about it was instant and immediate. He wasn't a man that prevaricated long.

So instead, he shifted, pulling an arm away from Rex so that he could brace himself as pivoted in Rex's grip, swinging his legs over the side until he was leaning up against him instead of back into him. He raised that hand, fingers brushing Rex's jaw, tilting it towards him. ]

We got there. That's what matters. [ He braced himself through the pain as he arched his neck up to take a slow, but undeniably loving kiss from Rex's lips. When he broke it off, he added in a low, rough voice: ] I love you so much, Rex. Thanks for making sure I didn't lose this.

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[ Rex had been happy to simply stay put so that Poe could stretch and rest, knowing that the chances of them simply going to sleep propped up to each other were fairly high - which isn't a bad thing, with Rex serving as an overly large pillow and Poe a glorified stuffed animal. He lets out a quiet noise of protestation once Poe shifts in his arms, moving in exactly the sort of way Rex had told him not to.

He opens his mouth to tell him off (because honestly, what had they just gone over?), but he loses that fight as soon as Poe's fingers touch his jaw. While Rex may play at resisting the others' whims a little more than they do, he's quickly learned that he's a weak man at heart, wholly useless against their considerable charms. He leans into the kiss instead of pushing it away, closing his eyes and raising one hand to card his fingers through the fine hairs at the nape of Poe's neck. When Poe speaks, Rex's eyes are still closed, nosing at Poe's cheek, forehead bumping gently up against his temple. ]

Of course I did, [ he says roughly, in a tone that others may mistake for gruffness rather than emotion. ] I'm yours, cyare.

[ A lifetime of being groomed to serve another isn't one that's shed so easily. Rex never did manage to make off the idea of belonging to another person and no matter what they may think about the matter, he'll always belong to and be bound in service to the two people he's found himself tangled up with. It's different this way, though. It's his choice to swear that devotion to them - and while one of their number may contest the point, they're his as well.

He loosens his grip, knuckles running down the vertebrae of Poe's neck as he remembers that sometimes Poe needs to hear it directly, just as Rex does, that pledging fealty and loyalty is not always enough. ] I love you too.

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[ He would never mistake the thickness of Rex's voice for anything other than wat it was, laden with emotion. His skin prickles under Rex's touch, and he leans in more against the man's body, letting his fingers keep tracing the outline of his jaw. ]

I'm yours, Rex. [ Poe didn't fully understand the implications behind Rex's understanding of the concept - the idea of anyone owning anyone an abhorrent one, to him - but it was still true. His heart belonged to Rex and Andy, the rest of him just sort of coming with it. It was the only place he really wanted to be.

He let out a soft sigh as he leaned against Rex, the exertion of his action coming up with him, leaning his head onto Rex's shoulder, his hand trailing down to rest on Rex's chest right above his heart. Force, he was exhausted. He closed his eyes, just for a second, and found them impossible to open again, even as he pressed a gentle kiss to Rex's throat. When he spoke again, his voice was quieter, hazier: ]

I won't let either of you forget it....