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Wolffe was not happy.
This was not an unusual feeling for him.
He finished up with the last of his reports, before striding off and grunting at the shinies he passed on the way to his quarters, causing them to hurry on their way with nervous looks backward.
Wolffe’s bad mood did not lead him to his own room however, and he found himself at his Generals door instead.
This was not the first time.
It opened without him buzzing the com.
Plo must have sensed his arrival.
His General, as usual was always willing, eager even, to comfort his Commander and lend whatever support was needed in easing the young man’s unique style of anger. Wolffe took great comfort in the Kel Dors presence, a feeling that seemed to be very much reciprocated.
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Aayla watched Bly sleep.
These moments with her clone Commander were so precious to her.
Her fingers gently caressed his cheek causing him to let out a sleepy “Mmmgh”.
She smiled fondly in response.
It had been a long road from their first meeting to being here in her bunk, sharing themselves with each other.
She settled back down into the warmth, her body pressed into his, her head resting on his shoulder as her lekku settled on him, drawn to him.
Her hand idly explored over his soft belly before sliding up to his well muscled chest.
She sighed happily and let sleep take her into blissful dreams of her lover.
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“Hey kid” he said with a smirk as she walked up to him.
“I’m not really a kid any more Rex” she replied pointedly.
He chuckled, “Yeah I noticed that.” his expression fell as he realised what he had said and the fact that his gaze had dropped to her chest.
“I mean, well I didn’t, I wasn’t looking …” he blushed furiously causing Ahsoka to laugh with glee.
“It’s ok Rexter, I know what you meant”
He still looked distraught and she found herself resting a reassuring hand on his arm.
“It’s ok, I missed you too” she said in a bashful voice.
It earned her a faint smile from him, and for a moment she lost herself in those honey brown eyes.
What she found there made her heart still.
Their dynamic had changed.
Something was different between them now.
It felt wonderful.
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“Some tea?” Her voice was soft.
Gree’s lips parted in surprise.
For all the languages he knew, for all the different dialects he had become an expert in, here he sat, such a simple question leaving him so lost for words.
Luminara gave him a sad smile, poured some tea into a second cup and offered it forward, ignoring his hesitation.
His lashes fluttered as he lowered his eyes to the cup, finally reaching to take it from her.
“Thank you sir” his voice was hushed, as if she had just handed him something precious.
“One day commander, I will be able to make you tea without you feeling that you are so undeserving of such a simple act.”
He went to say something, and then seemed to think better of it at the last moment, instead he gave her a weak smile.
She touched his knee lightly with her hand and felt his emotions spike in the Force.
Deep inside of her another part of her heart fell more hopelessly in love with this man.
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Ahsoka looked down from the balcony at the troopers playfully sparring below.
He was not only easy to pick out from the others with his blonde hair, but also with his movements. She had become so used to seeing him in action on the battlefield at her side, that she knew exactly how his body carried.
His laughter peeled through her thoughts as he brought a younger brother down with apparent ease, a pure laughter that always made her smile.
“Something interesting?” asked Bo walking up behind her.
Ahsoka startled “Ah, just watching the boys” she replied, having been so deep in her observations that she had not noticed her friend approaching.
“I see” said Bo knowingly as she glanced below at the troopers. “and I think I know which one in particular”
Ahsoka squirmed slightly
“That obvious huh?”
Bo chuckled “You are growing up fast my friend, it is quite normal to take an interest in these things now” she rested a hand on the tongruta’s shoulder.
There was a long silence as Ahsoka leant her arms back on the railings and looked down at the playful rough housing below, then she sighed heavily.
“I must confess Bo, I think it is a little bit more than an ‘interest’.”
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“Bly, what did you do?” she could feel his mischievous anticipation building in the Force.
“Something well over due sir” his smirk had a life of its own.
Aayla regarded him as he bit his bottom lip and kept his eyes glued to the side of the hanger.
A crashing noise followed by an angry yelp made her turn and follow his gaze as Anakin’s clone Captain came storming out from behind a gunship.
He looked furious.
His blonde head eventually snapped in their direction and he let out a sharp “Bly!”
With that Bly was off, legging it toward the nearest exit.
Aayla sighed and watched her commander beat a hasty retreat, as the furious looking clone captain sprinted past her in hot pursuit of his vod.
When they were out of sight she looked up and made eye contact with Ahsoka who was ambling over in her direction.
They both shook their heads in resignation.
“Gotta love em’ right?” said Ahsoka as she drew nearer.
Aayla chuckled lightly in agreement “It does seem to be rather impossible not to”
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Fruit juice, caf, oatmeal, eggs, toast, pancakes and strips of the meat that he knew his clones loved on these all too few trips back to Coruscant.
Plo eyed the tray happily as he carried it through the halls toward the modest quarters that had been afforded to his commander for this occasion.
The joy of being off the ship, of being back here where at least he could pretend, if only for a little while that the war was elsewhere, filled him with a temporary contentment.
Plo was trying to picture and anticipate the look that would be on Wolffe’s face when the commander realized that his Jedi had brought him breakfast in bed.
Nothing he imagined of course could really have prepared him for the young man’s actual response.
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“So what have we got going on here then?” said Bly as he wrapped his arms around his husbands waist from behind.
“One of your favourites, plus garlic bread of course” smiled Kit over his shoulder at the spouse he shared with Aayla.
“I love garlic bread” said Bly sniffing the air and craning his neck to get a better look at the proceedings.
Kit chuckled “I know my love, you have made your feelings toward garlic bread quite clear to me”
“Not as much as I love you of course” replied Bly nuzzling at Kits neck fondly.
“You sure?” questioned the Nautolan in a bemused voice.
Bly looked genuinely shocked “You and Aayla are the most precious things to me in the whole galaxy! Always number one in my heart. You must know this surely?!”
“I know my love” said Kit softly, reassuring “I know, I was just kidding” he continued to stir the meatballs in sauce before he caught the tang of impishness in the force.
“And garlic bread?” he enquired in amusement.
“Oh, a close second for sure” replied the clone, smiling around the playful kiss he planted on his husbands neck.
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Commander Gree gave his glass a rueful look as it was taken from him once more and refilled.
The alcohol buzzed around his brain and he had to take a deep breath to steady himself.
Gree had visited 79’s on Coruscant with his brothers on only a handful of occasions, and he knew from that experience that he was not a big drinker. He had long ago resigned himself to the fact that he was not great at handling it.
This local brew, whatever it was, cut through his normally stoic bearing more than he cared for.
He put the now full glass down when it was handed back to him.
I don’t kriffing care how rude it looks or who I offend, I’m not drinking any more.
His body shuddered as he said a slightly slurred “Thank you” to the server.
He had not felt comfortable sitting down with these local tribesman and partaking with the feast, but his General had made it quite clear through her subtle body language that this was what was expected of him, so here he was.
His General.
He looked across at her to find General Luminara looking at him intently around her own glass, an amused smile playing on her lips.
Just as Gree was wondering if she was finding his inability to hold his alcohol entertaining, a soft hiccup escaped her.
Her hand flew to cover her mouth as a heated blush rose up her neck.
Ah, Like Jedi like clone
He idly pushed the thought in her direction before she gave him a somewhat whimsical smile that he knew he would cherish for the rest of his life.
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“You don’t need to make up the spare bed after all” called Kit from the living area.
Aayla came out of the guest room, pillow still in hand.
Kit gestured toward the main sofa.
“Oh...” said Aayla as she walked over and took in the sight that greeted her.
Bly, Rex and Wolffe were all crashed out on the sofa together, their limbs tangled in blissful sleep.
A subtle scent of alcohol hung over all three of them.
“We seem to have acquired ourselves a ‘puddle of clones’” whispered Kit in an amused tone.
“Oh…” repeated Aayla
They stared in silence for a few moments.
“I guess Bly won’t be joining us tonight then” she said, noting that her human husband seemed to be the main foundation for this sleepy pile.
Kit frowned “They all look far too comfy for us to disturb them” he agreed as Rex let out a sleepy growl and buried his face further into Wolffe’s shoulder.
Aayla looked on with a warm fondness, seemingly unable to look away from the three sleeping brothers just yet.
“I’ll get a blanket” chuckled Kit.
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