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Sexiest thing you told me
“So yeah, Wrecker is resting comfortably, the bacta is doing its trick. Crosshair is down like a light and Tech is reading his datapad until he falls asleep. The three of them tucked in for the night.”
Echo’s tone was soft as he said it, Hunter and him the only one remaining up after the rather hard mission behind them now, thankfully.
Hunter having sustained a few minor lacerations, but nothing he couldn’t handle by himself as all were taken care of by now while Echo had taken care of the others.
Hunter sat there, on the sofa of their barracks, having his feet up. The aching ankle still causing mild discomfort but the bottle he had opened with two glasses waiting for them was going to aid with that… and Echo’s mere presence, it always did sooth Hunter.
Hunter simply stared at Echo, his face soft and filled with admiration and love.
“You did, all that, already?”
“Yeah, Hunt. I did.” Echo let out a low chuckle, taking a seat next to Hunter.
“That… must’ve have been the sexiest string of words anyone has said to me in a longest of whiles.” Hunter sounded wistful suddenly.
“Really? How about last week, remember?”
“Oh, hehe, that. But yeah, you really are a master wordsmith, my dear Echo.”
Echo smiled at that. “So, a small celebration then?” Echo asked Hunter.
“Well, I thought so. It was rough, but we came on top for sure.”
“That, we did.”
The two glanced around, seeing the three already asleep. Tech’s datapad having fallen onto his chest, the soft snores following suit. Crosshair and Wrecker too, breathing evenly.
“Ya know, before you came to our little family, well, I thought I had to handle this all alone.”
Hunter feeling the burden of being a leader, the oldest of the bunch. That of course before Echo. Now, he had his counterpart in every possible way.
“You don’t have to Hunter, I am here for you.”
Echo then poured the two glasses, offering Hunter one. The two raising them, cheering their mission, their lives as the two of them drank the stuff. Grimacing as they did.
“Yeah, not the best stuff.” Hunter coughed.
“Well, I will change that. But tomorrow.” Echo’s eyes were on Hunter again.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I know some of the regs who are making their own brew, the best in the GAR.”
“Well, we have to try that out…”
Hunter did not manage to finish his sentence though, before Echo was already in his lap. Echo’s lips on Hunter’s kissing the Sergeant silly.
Breaking for air, Echo’s gaze was still on Hunter. “So, ya think your ankle can handle some post mission celebration in then bunk for a while there?”
“Oh, I can handle anything you give me, my sweet ARC.”
Echo was grinning now. Getting up, offering his hand for Hunter, as he helped Hunter up and guided him into the bunk.
Before they dove in Hunter took one last glance at his sleeping beauties before turning back to the expectant gaze of Echo’s.
“Yeah, sexy as hell, ya are Echo!”
Giggling, they two dove into the bunk for some post mission celebration.