Unexpected

chapter seventeen: games

Author's Note:

WARNING
teasing
& innuendos

It's still PG-13, not too explicit but not as harmless as my other chapters.

Skip to the end if you'renot interested, I'll put a little summary just in case.

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"Kix, really, I'm fine." Elara laughs as she nudges the medic.

"Captain Rex insisted that I check the blast wound." Kix says. "It'll only take a few minutes."

Elara sighs and follows him through the barracks and into the medbay. She hoists herself onto one of the empty beds and sighs as she waits for Kix to return.

"Alright well, I'll need to actually see the wound." Kix points, standing in front of her as his helmet rests on a table behind him. They'd all noticed how she tenses around fully-armored soldiers and remove their helmets around her out of courtesy.

Luckily for Elara, she'd opted for a two piece dress today, so exposing the wound won't be as complicated.

"I'll give you a moment to.. Undress." Kix blushes as he exits the room once again.

Elara sighs and immediately gets to work on untying the corset-like top that took her forever to get on this morning. Once that's done, she pulls the garment over her head to leave her in just a bra and the lower half of her dress.

"Alright Kix." She calls him in and he returns with a deeper blush than before.

He keeps his focus on the beautifully-healed wound as he inspects the scar. A few hums bounce off of his lips and he gently applies pressure to the area. "Does this hurt?" He asks, Elara shakes her head. He moves his hand to another area around the scar before asking the same question.

"Woooah, what's going on in here and why wasn't I invited?" A voice asks and Elara looks up to find Hardcase smirking as he approaches them.

Kix rolls his eyes at his brother. "It seems like everything checks out. I'll let Rex know, you're all good to go." He informs Elara.

"I told you." She mumbles playfully.

"Don't stop on my account." Hardcase teases. "I believe it was just about to get interesting."

Kix now glares at his brother.

"Ah c'mon Kix, you know you'd love a piece of 'er." Hardcase teases.

"Says the one who moans her name in his sleep." Kix huffs, making Hardcase turn red.

Elara watches with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression as the two continue to expose one another. She slips her top over her head and takes a deep breath before attempting to re-tie the strings on her back.

"Hey, hey! What are you two-?" The third voice breaks up the arguing but stops as he enters the room. "Elara?" Fives asks, watching as the girl tries to redress herself.

"Kix was about to get it on with Ellie before I walked in." Hardcase shouts.

"I was not!" Kix reddens and the two resume arguing.

Fives turns to Elara, knowing that she was certainly not about to 'get it on' with Kix.

"Rex asked Kix to check the blast wound." She sighs, giving up on the strings of her top. "Can you help me?"

Fives chuckles as he helps her off of the clinic bed before tending to the troublesome strings. He tightens the strings of the garment and Elara occasionally lets out a soft grunt as he pulls. Within a matter of minutes, the corset-like top is tied off.