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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[flightforfreedom]

[ Poe was not good with orders. This was a truth universally known and acknowledged, at least by people who knew him. At best, Poe could vaguely follow a concept as long as he agreed with it and as long as it enabled him to fly really fast. At worst, he would turn off his radio mid way through being told to do something and just go and do whatever it was he wanted to, instead. The fact that all three of them were reckless assholes was something that both benefited Poe and also indulged him in his worst instincts.

Right now?

Right now, he may as well have been the most blindingly loyal trooper in the galaxy, for how quickly he followed that order.

He sinks to his knees with an unparalleled eagerness, reaching out with nimble fingers to work Rex's trousers open as quickly an efficiently as he could manage. He'd already been given the end goal - I want your mouth on me - so he didn't wait for follow up instructions before he was pulling Rex's cock free (not even bothering to push his trousers down off his hips) and gripping the base of the shaft before leaning in and pressing a warm, open mouthed kiss to it.

For himself, he was hard as a rock, but he was usually pretty good at ignoring his own insistent need when he could, instead, be making someone else feel really good. And a large part of him wanted to reward Rex for his initiative, wanted to encourage this kind of thing in the future. So he wanted to make it as clear as possible that he was really, really into this.

He lavished Rex's cock with every trick he knew - tongue and lips and warm mouth, with a hint of teeth only enough to give the perception of danger and not enough to kill arousal. Within seconds he had half of Rex in his mouth and his cheeks were hollowing as he sucked.

Look, there were some things he was good at, and this was one of them. But his hand stayed firm and gripping the base of Rex's cock, just in case. There was no way he was letting any of this end with an early orgasm. ]

[ct_7567]

[ They've been at this long enough that Rex had been expecting the obedience - but not, perhaps, the enthusiasm, the swiftness with which Poe worked, the way he laid his lips on him as though this was all he'd wanted all along when Rex can see Poe's cock ruddy and straining beneath him, untouched. The man isn't even trying to alleviate that one bit.

Rex leans forward, inhaling sharply through his nose, quietly thankful that Poe's one step ahead of him. He doesn't intend on ending this here, but with Poe's talents, he certainly needs that grip on him for a little extra insurance. The pure physicality of it might be enough, but combined with the sheer sight of Poe, the little game they're playing - stars, that does something to a man. He groans as he fists his hands in Poe's curls, rocking into that wet heat in the way Poe had likely wanted him to during their first awkward dalliance.

At least he's not going to break the man's nose this time. ]

That's the sort of conduct I expect from you, soldier, [ he says, the barest hint of a laugh on his breath for the sheer absurdity of it. ] Pfaask. [ He tugs at Poe's hair again, this time tugging him off, one hand reaching down to pat his cheek twice. ]

That's enough of that. We've got more to do. Go on. On the bed with you.

[ He had his fun. It's Poe's turn. ]

[flightforfreedom]

[ Rex pulls Poe's head back, and there's a slightly obscene wet sound as his lips come free. He runs his tongue over them - reddened and swollen - and grins when Rex pats his face. Yeah. He knew he did a good job. ]

Yessir, [ He replies, standing up and heading right for the bed - though he pauses to grab a bottle from the drawer. He knows he's going to need it. He tosses it down on the sheets and then tosses himself down, too, laying out in the sort of seductive way that looks way more natural than it could possibly be. Or maybe Poe's just in his element.

He still hasn't touched his cock, but it's on full display now, dark against his thigh while his other knee is braced up toward the ceiling. ]

How do you want me?

[ct_7567]

[ Of course that's what Poe looks like, even when it looks like it's effortless. That's the thing about Poe - somehow, he always looks like his element, and never so much as he does in moments like this. The funny thing is, Poe manages to make everyone else seem like it too. For as much as Rex feels as though he's simply fumbling along in circumstances like these, flying by the seat of his pants in places he has little experience in, Poe's always managed to give him the tools he needs to make it seem like it isn't so. A gift in and of itself, he thinks. A certain talent.

What that means, really, is that the man's good at this, and Rex is one of the lucky few who get to reap the benefits. He lets his eyes rest heavily on Poe, hungrily raking over his every feature before artlessly slipping his thumbs in between his waistband and hips and shoving his trousers down to pool down to the floor.

Poe's waiting for him. Which is why, brow arched, he takes his time picking them up and folding them neatly without even looking at them, eyes still focused on Poe. ]

I'll put you where I need you, [ he says bluntly, placing his trousers on the chair and sitting on the bed. He leans in to kiss Poe - and it's all him taking in this kiss, fingers winding back into that mop of Poe's and guiding it - before he leans away again, shoving Poe roughly into the bed and grabbing at the lube. The way he coats his fingers is nothing short of workmanlike. ]

So? Think you're ready?