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It's gone past midnight.

I need to sleep.

I'm thinking about Echo.

😘

This gif represents how I feel :)

Echo – Sweet Love

TBB Echo x Virgin Fem!Reader / Oneshot

Warnings: Smut / First Time Sexual Experience / 18 +

Second Part of my "First Time" Series with Clones.

Other Parts:

Crosshair - More Than You Can Chew

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You've been snuggled up in his bunk, gently exchanging little kisses, and you've been feeling his hard length pressing against your leg for several minutes, but so far he hasn't tried to slip into your panties. You know you want more, but aren't sure how to signal it without just bluntly telling him. Then again, you wonder if maybe you should tell him that you have no experience.

Echo suddenly stops, propping himself up on his forearms, half above you, and looks at you questioningly with a gentle smile.

"Where are your thoughts, Mesh'la?"

You bite your lower lip. It's hard for you to meet his gaze, even though it's so gentle.

"I was just thinking if maybe we shouldn't start getting more intimate with each other".

Echo raises his brows in surprise.

"You want sex?" he asks directly.

You felt heat creep into your cheeks. Yes in a way you did want it. But actually, you weren't sure if you were really ready for it yet.

"Well, I've been sensing all along that you actually want more, you can't hide it very well."

Echo laughs softly.

"Well my arousal is actually hard to hide, it's always a bit difficult with men. But just because my body responds appropriately to what we're doing doesn't mean you have to feel obligated to have sex with me. I don't want that. If you really want me, then we can go one step further. Anything else is nonsense."

You look at him nervously.

"And what if I want you?"

Echo smirks.

"Then I would be very happy"

"And what if I don't have any experience yet?"

Echo blinks, then smiles gently.

"You're a virgin?"

You nod nervously.

"And you really want me?"

Another nod.

"Mesh'la I am honored".

Your fingertips gently glide over his shoulders and you say, "But I don't even know how to satisfy you or what exactly to do"

"It doesn't matter at all. You can let me take the lead and I'll take care of everything. You just tell me if something should bother you, then we'll stop."

With a smile, you say, "That sounds reasonable."

Echo slowly leans over you, kissing your neck, your face, your lips. You feel his hard length press against your leg and grope for it curiously. He moans softly into the kiss as your hand clasps him through the fabric of his boxers. Curious your hand travels over his cock, warm and gently pulsing you feel it under your fingers. It is an erotic feeling that you can hardly describe. He wants you, that's clear, it's flattering and exciting.

His hands wander gently, exploring along your half-naked body. Echo finally breaks away from the kiss and takes off the rest of your clothes, your shirt and underwear. He takes his time doing it, each touch gentle and loving.

As Echo begins to move down your body, kissing closer and closer to your most intimate regions, your heart begins to beat even faster. You anticipate what he's about to do and the thought, surges heat inside you and sets your pulse racing.

The first touch between your legs, is a very gentle, testing kiss, a light but long touch. Echo looks up at you briefly and smiles.

"Everything okay so far?" he asks gently.

You nod and say barely louder than a whisper, "Yes."

Any louder noise could have destroyed the delicate bubble of arousal and affection you were currently in. At least, that was your perception.

Echo nods in satisfaction and turns back to your pussy. His warm tongue, pressing flat on your pussy, traces a slow, wide path from your wet entrance up to your clit.

A low moan escapes you. Your breathing becomes heavier. You feel the arousal gathering and tingling in your wet heat. His tongue exerts pressure on your clit and begins to dance on it, slowly at first, almost sluggishly. The sensation is intense. Instantly, your body longs for more.

You moan his name softly as he slowly but steadily increases speed and pressure. His warm, wet tongue dances skillfully on your pearl. Your nerve endings tingle, prickle, heat up. He gently dips two fingertips into your entrance. Very gently, his fingers massage your pussy while his tongue continues to dance on your clit. Very slowly, his fingers slide deeper and deeper into you. You have become so wet that your pleasure runs down his fingers. His touch has heated you up so much that your whole abdomen tenses and the dance of his tongue makes your hips twitch.

Echo hums in satisfaction as he feels how much you enjoy his ministrations. You gasp and moan, Echo's name coming over your lips again and again, like a small, hoarse, breathless exclamation. This is so intense, so different from what you had imagined, so different from any touch you had ever felt before.

Your climax overtakes you with a small yelp. Your hips jerk towards him as he tirelessly works you through your orgasm until it ebbs and finally gently eases off of you.

Echo grins with satisfaction and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You taste good," he says suggestively "Did you like it?"

Again you nod, this time more eagerly.

"Very much so."

You lie naked before him, completely exposed. But it doesn't feel that way. Echo is loving and looking at you with such devotion that you feel like a queen.

By now, he's completely naked, too. Echo sits up, pulls you up and gently pulls you onto his lap so that you can look at each other. His cock presses on your naked pubic mound. Surprisingly, you were nowhere near as nervous as you thought. Echo is so considerate and gentle that you don't worry at all.

Fortunately, he's since replaced his scomp link arm with an artificial, proper replacement arm, with Tech's help. So he has both hands to touch and guide you. He gently grips your hips and pushes you up until you comply with his suggestion and raise your lap a bit above his. Echo guides the tip of his cock to your entrance.

"You're in control of how fast and deep I go inside you. That's why I pulled you onto my lap. I want you to show me what's okay for you. You can take your time or go wild, just as you like. Once you get used to me, I'll bend over and put you under me. Okay?"

You trust Echo.

"Okay," you reply, biting your lower lip.

Feeling his cock press against your gate is a whole new feeling. Hot, exciting.

"Good. Whenever you're ready, slowly lower yourself onto my lap," he says softly, and you can see from the vein on his neck that his pulse is racing, too.

Somehow it is a relief to know that he is as excited as you are. Slowly you begin to lower yourself onto his lap, feeling his cock part your wet folds and penetrate you as you sink down.

The sensation is intense. He stretches your virgin hole filling you little by little. But you're in control and you take your time. Echo moans softly, he swallows, then smiles.

"You are doing very well, Cyar'ika. Take your time."

When you finally sink all the way onto his lap, it feels like he fills you completely. You've never been this close physically before and the thought is new and exciting.

Echo's fingertips caress your back. His breaths are heavier, deeper and longer.

"You did that very well. How do you feel?"

"I'm so excited. But I feel good, it's so new, unfamiliar, but I like it," you whisper to him.

He laughs softly.

"It's just normal. To be honest, I'm a little excited too," Echo admits.

His hands, real and artificial move gently down to your buns and squeeze, not hard, but with emphasis.

"Try to move, Cyare."

With his hands on your ass he slowly helps you get into a rolling up and down motion. A half-suppressed moan comes from his throat.

"Maker, you're pretty tight," he says hoarsely with arousal.

You like it, the thought that this feeling makes him horny, pleases him. On impulse, you tense your abdomen a little. Echo moans again.

"You learn fast", Echo presses out surprised with a smile "But you should relax, here and today it's all about you".

Your lips find his and you kiss long and intimately, your tongues in a playful battle for the upper hand. Each velvety collision a little shock that travels like an impulse down to your pussy, making your walls convulse tinglingly around his hard length.

Echo slowly leans forward while remaining fused to you, bedding you back down on the sheet. Now lying between your legs you closed around his hips, he begins to thrust you. Gentle, sensual, intense, with each thrust he steals you another kiss at the beginning. Then his hips slowly but steadily become faster and faster.

The friction between your bodies, his cock filling you, is a wonderful feeling. It tingles and tickles in your most intimate regions and you become quite warm. Your arms and legs are clinging to him. Echo holds you hungrily but gently under him in his arms as he takes you. He is befuddled with excitement yet he is in control, he never gets rough or overzealous, he remains gentle.

On impulse you bite his shoulder gently but firmly, it is an impulse deep inside you, a desire.

"More," you press out hoarsely.

He moans and you feel his muscles tense before he starts taking you harder.

"Mesh'la..."

Every movement is ravishing, thrilling, hot. Clinging to him, digging your fingernails into his back, your teeth into his shoulder you move with him. Every thrust drives you closer to your orgasm, every movement a new tingle.

Echo is lost inside you, unable to form a clear thought, but he doesn't have to. He feels you more intimate and close than ever before.

"Mesh'la, I don't know how much longer I can hold out".

The intensity is steadily increasing , you know it won't be long now.

"It's almost time! Don't stop!" comes from your lips.

Your fingernails dig into the muscles in his back as your climax takes over like a roaring wave, sweeping you along with it. With your arms and legs clinging to Echo as if you are afraid of literally being washed away, you feel his cock pulsing inside you and coating your walls in ribbons.

You are breathless and overwhelmed. Echo's lips move gently, almost languidly over your neck to your mouth. Touching your skin he says, "Oh Cyare, this is far more than I had hoped for. You feel like a goddess."

His words are like a balm. With a wide smile, you snuggle into his arms. You hear him laugh softly and gently.

"What's the matter?"

He kisses you and says, "Nothing, I'm just very happy".

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Title: Just as Good?

Pairing: Echo/F!Reader

Rating: Explicit. 18+ ONLY-NO MINORS!!!!

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Warnings: Masterbation (male and female), use of sex toy (female using on self), accidental voyeurism (kinda), flirtatious conversation, some angst and mutual pining, squint and you might see Echo's body dysphoria.

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: I started out planning this as a short one-shot, but the idea grew and TBH, my beloved Echo deserves all the best things in the galaxy. So, rather than making this insanely long, I'm splitting it into two (maybe three) parts.

Summary: After overhearing you releaving some stress in the shower, Echo realizes you may harbor the same feelings for him that he has for you.

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The water of the shower was hot. Almost as hot as the feeling of his hand on your body. He kneaded your breast, rolling and pinching your stiffened bud until a longing moan stretched out of your throat. A satisfied hum resonated in your ear as he kissed your neck, teeth raking across the thin flesh. For so long you ached to have this gorgeous man explore you and it finally happened. His name was on your lips, spoken like a secret prayer, the only cure for the unrelenting torment you felt deep in your cunt from moment you met him.

"Echooo...."

Leaning back against the wall of the tiny shower stall you spread your legs, waiting for him. He started with one finger, then a second, pushing and curling deep inside you, edging you closer to a desperately needed orgasm, but it remained illusive. Removing his fingers, he positioned himself at your entrance. A moan hitched in your throat as he finally, slowly pushed into you and you finally, at long last experienced the glorious sensation of being filled by him. How your body had ached for that moment, but there as no time to savor it, your water allotment was almost up.

Wasting no time, he pushed and pulled rapidly, grinding his hips against you as he thrust, until you were little more than a panting mess under the jets. Your clit, already swollen and sensitive, didn't need much stimulation from his thumb before the coil wound impossibly tight. You were close, so close but release evaded you for some unknown reason. His hand grasped your breast as your hips thrust. As the water began to temper, with one final thrust and a loud, shameless moan of his name, you finally came harder than you had in months.

Opening your eyes, you cut the water and took a minute to catch your breath in the otherwise empty fresher. Your core was still throbbing as the vibrator continued to buzz in your hand. Switching it off and cleaning it in the sink, you quickly toweled yourself dry.

You picked up the device on Pantora several weeks back and thoroughly enjoyed it, however the constant proximity of the batch meant you didn't get to use it nearly as much as you wanted. Though, whether you were using your hands or your toy the focus of your fantasy was always the same.

Echo.

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Echo sighed heavily as he returned to the Maurader. He hated forgetting things, mostly because Tech never let him hear the end of it, even though he distinctly remembered hearing Tech say he would get the gear box. On the walk back, he tried your comm several times, but you didn't answer, not that he really blamed you. If given the option, he'd ignore his brothers from time to time as well.

He opened the ramp and hurried aboard. Hearing the water running, he concluded you were in the shower, all the more reason to be quick. As he rifled through the crates in the back to find the right one, a sound from the fresher made him blush. You moaned. Flustered by the accidental intrusion, he grabbed the crate. Then you moaned again...louder.

"Echooo!"

His spine snapped straight. He was desperate to leave but his feet were rooted in place at as he heard your gasping, climactic pants just on the other side of the thin durasteel door. The water cut, which sent him into a panic as he shoved the other crates back into place. Before he could escape, the fresher door slid open.

You walked around the corner, not noticing the open ramp in your post orgasmic state. In your shock at his sudden presence, you flinched and released the small bundle of your dirty under clothes in your hand. Lunging in reflex, you caught your bra and shorts, but not the vibrator that was concealing in the middle.

The silicone device hit the metal floor and bounced end over end before stopping at his feet. During the tumble, the power button was hit, which left the florescent purple phallus dancing around the toe of his boot. Both of you stared at it for a painfully quiet moment, save for the loud buzzing of the plastic handle on durasteel floor.

You froze, unsure of how long he had been there. Mortification was etched across your face. Matters only got worse when he set down the crate and picked up the device.  He looked it over with a measure of curiosity and found the power switch to  turn it off. The silence in the room only thickened when he extended his arm to politely return it.

"Th-thanks." You accepted the device and chucked it into to your bunk as thought it was about to bite you. "Did you forget something or..."

As you watched his body language, a sense of dread sank into your stomach. He stood rigid and talked much faster that he usually did. His eyes looked all over the ship, except directly at you, save for a lingering gaze down your towel wrapped body.

Echo cleared throat, clearly just as uncomfortable. "Uh, yeah.. I forgot the supply crate. Sorry to interrupt your... privacy. I'll get out of your hair."

He shuffled past you, being careful to avert his eyes, nearly sprinting out of the ship. You closed the ramp and slumped against the wall humiliated. Hiding your hands on your face, your cheeks burned red. Internally you wanted to die. He heard you. He definitely heard you.

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That night Echo stretched out in his bunk, relaxed but wide awake. Sleep was different for him after becoming part machine, so it left him with a lot of time to think at night. As he stared at the underside of your bunk, he thought more about what he learned that day.

In the months he'd known you, he found you more and more attractive though not just physically. You were funny, kind, and sharp-witted, but perhaps most of all, when you were around him, he felt like a complete man again. The thing that held him back was his uncertainty at your feelings for him.

Initially you approached him in a lighthearted, flirtstious way, but it caught him off guard. He found himself unsure of how to respond, in part doubting you could see him in that way. Then your behavior quickly changed and you made it clear he was your friend. It wasn't what he wanted, but he accepted it all the same, comfortable with unrequited feelings and long nights spent listening to the sweet sounds you made in your sleep from the bunk above, wishing he could be next to you.

As he recalled the way his name sounded on her lips, his cock twitched and pushed against his body glove. Pressing his eyes closed, he tried to think of something else, anything else, but the mental images of your smile kept dominating his mind. Drawing the privacy curtain, as they all did from time to time, he freed his cock and pulled off his shirt. The cool air of the ship felt good as the heat of arousal prickled across his skin. Gripping himself firmly, he began to languidly stroke his length. In the privacy of his bunk, he indulged the fantasy of you.

You hovered over him, your soft, breasts grazing his chest. Your lips caressed his gaunt cheeks before continuing down his neck and up the other side. His lips part as yours meet his, gentle and sweet. An eager hand finds your breast and thumbs pebbled peaks until moan. Slotting your legs around his hips, you slid onto his aching length, your dripping pussy already clenching around him. As you rode him, your face upturned and mouth agape, the most delightful sounds of ecstacy escaped while you reached your peak...

Echo strangled back a moan. He was close. His hand vigorously pumped, slicked with his precum as his belly tightened. Sweat dotted his forehead and his body trembled with anticipation. Hooking a rag on his scomp, he danced with the edge. Above him, he heard you sigh in yours sleep. The sound made his hips buck as he clamped the rag over his pulsing cock just in time to catch the hot, white ropes of his release.

He opened his eyes and blinked several times, returning to reality. His head sank back into his pillow as a euphoric wave tingled through his body. Releasing a deep, satisfied breath, he let his softening member lay on on exposed stomach. After tucking himself away, he silently padded to the fresher, buried the used rag in the hamper, and washed.

As he returned to his bunk, he stopped at your drawn curtain. He knew you were embarrassed by his accidental intrusion and while he regretted walking in on your, knowing you still felt at least something for him caused a warm feeling to grow in his chest. A yawn tugged at his throat as he ducked back into his bunk. Maybe he'd get a decent night's sleep after all.

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You had been actively avoiding Echo for several rotations out of sheer embarrassment, which was no easy task given your cohabitation on a single ship. Mostly, you busied yourself outside the Maurader, helping Tech with maintenance and upgrades. For the most part, your were successful, but as everyone settled into the ship at night, you had to face the inevitable awkwardness of being in close quarters with him.

That night, once you thought they were all asleep, you sat up in your bunk, turned in your small lamp, and dug out a repair kit. In your desire to hide your shame by hurling your vibrator into the safety of your bunk, it broke. After setting out a small tray and the various tools you thought you'd need, you set about dismantling the device. It didn't take long to realize you the drivers you had were too big for the screws, but you knew where to find them.

Slipping silently from your bunk, you padded to the work bench and opened the driver compartment, testing tools until you found the right size. Satisfied that you could continue, you turned back to your bunk and froze. A soft glow of light shined under the curtain of Echo's bunk, which hadn't been there before. Swearing, you pressed forward and stood at the rack.

"Can't sleep?" He asked quietly from behind the black fabric.

"Uh, no. You?" Your replied, casually tossing the device and tool onto your bunk, but they clattered on the tray.

"Slept a while and woke up." He pulled the curtain back enough to see you. "You working on something?"

"Yeah, just needed a different driver to get started." You felt your face burn red.

"Want some help?"

"Uhhh, no." Your voice trembled nervously so you faked a yawn. "I'm getting tired actually, I may just try another time."

He raised a questioning eyebrow at you with a chuckle. "Alright. Well, goodnight."

You climbed back into your bunk. Echo heard you over head shifting to a comfortable position as he resumed reading. His eyes flicked up to the sound of small pieces tinking quietly on the metal tray, followed by the sound of shuffling tools. As he read the next few sentences, he hears you grunt and huff in frustration.

"Dank ferrik!" You swore quietly and tried again.

Echo set his holopad aside and listened for another moment to the sounds of your struggle. "Are you sure you don't need help?"

He heard you sigh reluctantly. "Yes, please."

Smiling to himself, he got up and stood at your curtain. You opened it far enough for him to study to contents of your bunk. He recognized the item you dropped the other day, though it was presently in several pieces. His eyes shifted to yours as you sat, face burning red, looking everywhere but at him.

"It broke." You sheepishly admit.

"Okay..." He replied neutrally.

"I can't seem to find the problem. I think a wire is loose, but I can't take it apart. And the damn thing cost me more than I care to admit and I can't exactly run out and buy a replacement, so I'm pissed at myself for-"

"I might be able to help, if you'll let me."

Echo stopped your spiral with a simple hand on your arm and a gentle smile. At the warmth of his bare hand on your skin, your wide eyes finally met his. He gestured to the tray so you gathering all the pieces and tools and slid it to him.

You had stripped off the silicone shell and removed the battery, however opening the vibrating capsule was proving difficult. He picked it up and studied it for a moment, while you tried not to remind yourself your crush was handling your vibrator.

"I think I can fix it. Come on."

Taking the tray, he sat at the work bench and flicked on the light. Reluctantly, you followed. He made quick work of opening the capsule and began inspecting it. Then he turned on the soldering gun to heat up and went to work. You sat in a thick silence, which only made you feel more self conscious. Eventually, you decided awkward conversation might be better than awkward silence.

"Thank you...for the help." You finally said.

"You're welcome." He replied but paused. "I'm sorry I interrupted you the other day. If I'd known...you shouldn't be embarrassed. We've all be there. Sometimes the only way to relax is to..."

"Take a hands on approach?" You tactfully finished, arching a brow at him.

"Yeah." He chuckled lightly, which surprisingly cut through the tension. "But being the only woman on board, I understand why you want privacy for that. Is that why you worked out your deal with Hunter to have the ship to yourself for a few hours between missions?"

"I mean, not just that, but yeah."

"What else do you do?" He asked before he could stop himself.

"Well, since your currently repairing my sex toy, I suppose we've reached a new level of intimacy." You laughed awkwardly, trying to convince yourself to answer the question. "I take care of some grooming of a more...personal nature."

Echo's head cocked toward you, his hand stilling on the repair. "What?"

Sighing, you decide you throw subtlety out the airlock. "I'm not sure how to works for guys, but having a full bush in a body glove is incredibly uncomfortable."

He inhaled sharply and choked on saliva, which sent him into a coughing fit. After a minute of stifling himself into his elbow, it was his turn to blush.

"Guess I hadn't considered that." He quipped then also decided to throw subtlety out the airlock. "So, this thing any good?"

Your mouth fell open slightly at the brash question. "Uh, yeah. Better than anything else I've had."

"Come on, it can't be that good." His tone was almost playful in his disbelief.

"Oh really?" You countered, leaning against the bench toward him. "That doesn't complain about using protection, it's never cum on my clothes, or my face or my tits without so much as a heads up, and unlike every other trooper I've been with, that makes sure I always finish first."

Echo considered her answer and gave a conceding, though cringing nod. "Not all of us are like that. But don't you miss...I dunno, the human connection?"

"Of course I do. There's nothing like having the warmth of another person with you but..." On a whim, you decided to cast a perverbial line. "I haven't exactly had any offers lately, so I take care of myself."

"I could-" He began but stopped himself. The inescapable fear of your rejection was stronger than he could face.

The look he gave you made your heart fluttered. For a moment you thought he was going to lean across the bench and kiss you. His eyes flicked to your lips, as you unconsciously wetted them, causing his brows to pull together just slightly in longing. You were certain that he was a generous lover, but as things stood, you doubted you'd ever get to find out. He swallowed hard, as evident by the noticible dips of his Adam's apple through the high collar of his glove and dragged his gaze back to your repair.

Falling back into silence, you watched as he skillfully soldered several wires back into place. Closing the capsule, he reconnected it to the battery. With the press of a button, it sprang to life again. The noticeable buzz it typically made had quieted to an almost silent hum. An appreciative smile crossed your face as he switched it off and fitted the silicone shell around it. For the second time in as many rotations, Echo returned your vibrator.

"All set. Might even be better than before. Let me know how it works." He offered helpfully, but blushed in the dim light as he registered what he was suggesting.

"I'll keep you posted." You smiled playfully and looked at him through your lashes. "Thank you again for your help."

"Anytime." He replied, quickly tidying the bench to avoid eye contact.

Rising, you placed a hand in his arm, and kissed his stubbled cheek. If you didn't know better, you thought you felt him turn his face toward yours slightly. Feeling emboldened, you shifted and ghosted a kiss against his surprisingly soft lips, lingering just long enough to see how he'd reply. Rather than learn into you, he stiffened until you pulled back, which told you all you needed to know.

"Goodnight, Echo." You said warmly, though your eyes were downcast. "Thanks again. I hope you sleep well."

He was conflicted as he watched you go. Part of him wanted nothing more than to follow you, join you in the confines of your bunk and see if he could make you moan his name as loudly as your vibrator. As he turned off the light at the bench and decided to go to the cockpit, he heard a hum coming from your bunk, followed by his praising name on your lips. At least he was able to make you cum, one way or another.

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I've got a couple of predictions...

One: Omega's kaleidoscope will show up in the hands of one of the other Batchers at some point, looking through the eyepiece with the childlike wonder they didn't get to experience growing up.

Two: Ronar's nickname for Tech means that he will show up later on in the series. He will call out "Ace" when he sees Tech, and Tech will turn around and be very pleased to see him.

Training For Failure

A/N: I just needed a pep talk from Echo today. (Also, I love soft!Echo fics with all my heart, but I think sometimes people forget that he used to be a badass ARC Trooper and still very much has that vibe going on when he's not playing Mom to Omega 😂)

Warnings: Tough Love from Echo. Reader is feeling bad about themselves.

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"Come on, keep up!" Echo called out, glancing over his shoulder to see you jogging several paces behind him.

You gave him a thumbs up and a grin to hide the fact that you were dying inside. Or at least that's what it felt like. Were lungs supposed to hurt like this? With every strained inhale, the chilly morning air burned it's way through your chest.

Echo jogged in place, watching as you ran over to him, breathing heavily. He clapped you on the shoulder. "You're doing good so far!" He encouraged. "Here, drink." He tossed you a water bottle giving you a little grin. "Just around this bend and we'll be done our warm-up."

You choked on the water, spilling a mouth full down the front of your shirt.

"Wait, this is just a warm-up?" You panted in disbelief.

Echo chuckled, "Yeah, like I told you yesterday. We jog to the training gym, go a few rounds, and then walk back."

You inhaled and exhaled slowly, resting your hands on your knees to help soothe your screaming lungs.

"You okay?" Echo put a hand on your back, looking at you, brows upturned with concern.

Nodding, you gave him a thumbs up. " I'm good!" You gave him a grin and stood up quickly. A sudden wave of dizziness hit you out of nowhere and you stumbled to the side. Echo grabbed your upper arm, keeping you upright.

"Whoa! Hey, take it easy now. Hands on top of your head."

"What, are you arresting me or something?" you jokingly scoffed.

Echo rolled his eyes. "No. It helps the blood circulate better. Helps you catch your breath."

Nodding slowly to avoid worsening your lightheadedness, you obediently rested your palms on top of your sweaty hair. As weird as it sounded, it did help. Slowly the ache in your lungs began to let up, your breaths came more easily and the dizziness abated.

Kriff, you were out of shape. A heavy feeling of shame settled in your core, replacing the sharp sting of laboured breathing.

"Sorry for slowing you down," you mumbled, looking down at your feet. What had you been thinking when you asked Echo to help you train? You were so not going to survive this. "Maybe you'd get a better work-out on your own without me. I'd just kriff it up anyway."

Echo stiffened, "No. Stop." You looked up at him in confusion. His eyes were sharp and serious as though they could see straight through you. It was the same look he had on the battlefield. The look of a leader.

"Look at me." He gripped your shoulders between his flesh hand and scomp link.

"I am." You avoided eye contact.

"No," he moved the tip of his scomp arm beneath your chin, bringing your eyes up to meet his.

"Listen, I don't want to hear that kind of talk." He said firmly. "The only way to get good is to keep going."

You swallowed and looked away feeling a little intimidated and embarrassed. Echo pulled you back so that you met his eyes once more.

"I can guarantee that if you keep thinking you'll fail, then you will fail. I know it's hard and sometimes it hurts but you have to stick with it."

"I can't...." you whispered feeling defeated. Tears clouded your vision, threatening to fall.

"You can." Echo reprimanded. "You can and you will. You're strong." He paused, thinking for a moment, and sighed.

"It does help though, when you have a partner - someone who can motivate you and push you to your limits."

He paused again, breaking eye contact for a fraction of a second. "My brother Fives was that person for me."

He met your eyes again.

"Our squad - Domino Squad - almost didn't make it though training. We failed every simulation. We couldn't work as a team and even the instructors said we'd never make it; that we were failures. I started to believe them because what they wanted from us seemed impossible. I wanted to give up. But Fives wouldn't let me. Fives believed in us - he believed in me. 'We will not train for failure' he told us. He pushed us hard, dragging us all out of our bunks to practice again and again and again. Until finally we made it. Fives was right. We don't train for failure. We train to better ourselves and therefore to better our brothers - our squad."

"I didn't know that," you said softly, wiping your eyes, "I guess I could use a friend like that." Echo nodded.

"Fives was that person for me. I will be that person for you. I will not allow you to fail. Yes, you'll make mistakes, you'll fall on your ass more times that you can count but that's not failure. You only fail if you give up. Failure is a choice."

Echo's voice radiated confidence. You could almost feel it invading your own skin and bleeding into your bones. No wonder they made him an ARC Trooper. He was stern when he needed to be, confident in his abilities, and adaptable to whatever situation was thrown at Clone Force 99.

In addition to all that, Echo was compassionate. He truly cared for his teammates and for that you were glad - for that and everything else, you loved him.

"So what do you say we finish off this work-out?"

You nodded your head, giving him a small smile. "Sir, yes sir!"

Echo grinned, squeezing your shoulder. "Good. Then wipe your face and follow me."

You took a deep breath and began to run, keeping pace with Echo. "And I know a great smoothie place we can hit afterwards."

"Sounds like a plan."

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Hello there! I was wondering if you could do echo and reader oneshots where the reader is gets injured during a mission and she’s scared of the droids and equipment like echo is and he helps her stay calm during the medical exam. 🥺 I just feel like echo would be such a caring little bean with something like this.

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Sweet Echo is perfect for a scenario like this, for sure!

TBB Echo x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Right Here With You

Warning: Angst/Panic Attack/ Injury/ Fluff/Comfort

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After being injured on a mission, you need to go to the infirmary. Your anxiety flares up, and you want to get out of there as soon as possible. However, Echo comes to help you get through the time in the infirmary.

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You are lying on the stretcher, surrounded by two medics and a medical droid. Your pulse is racing, you feel the pain in your side and in your leg, where the blaster shots hit you. But more intense than the pain is the feeling of helplessness, the sterile environment you've just been brought into, the droid, the strange faces, the equipment and medical tools around you.

Your eyes twitch in panic from one point to another, searching for something familiar, but everything you see and hear is alien and sterile, cold and mechanical, even the two medic clones. Familiar faces and yet not. Bright, cold light surrounds you.

Your heart beats fast and hard in your chest, as if trying to break out, your breathing is erratic and much too fast.

"She is hyperventilating," you hear the droid say in his mechanical manner.

Somewhere in the chaotic helplessness you feel, you keep feeling the pain burning up, sharp, stabbing, hot. Yet the pain is not predominant, it is fear that is much more dominant, helplessness. Tears run down your cheeks, you didn't even notice, but now you realize that your face is wet. You feel as heavy as lead, as if paralyzed.

Someone injects you with painkillers. The pain subsides, but the panic does not.

"She's still hyperventilating, her pulse is going crazy," says one of the clone medics.

The other says, "It's not the pain."

"A panic attack," the droid says matter-of-factly.

"Echo," the word, the name, comes over your lips, shaky and quiet, but one of the clones has heard you.

"What are you saying?" he inquires softly.

"Echo," you repeat a little louder in a hoarse voice, "Echo, I want Echo."

The clones look at each other.

"Echo? Is that one of our brothers?" one asks the other.

"Yes I think so"

"He was with me when I arrived here. Where is he?" you say much more clearly, yet panic still almost constricts your throat.

The droid says, "It's against protocol to-"

"Shut up tin can," one of the clones grumbles at him and says to his colleague, "Go check outside, maybe he's waiting there."

The droid says, disgruntled, "This is unusual and not according to protocol"

"I don't care, I want Echo" you growl at him.

The clone with you says, "It will definitely help her to calm down if he is there".

The droid says impassively, "Tranquilizers would have done the trick."

You hear a familiar voice say your name. You turn your head and see Echo enter the treatment room, accompanied by the second Medic. He looks worried. The look in his eyes is gentle, but his brow furrows in worry.

"Echo!" you exclaim with a sob that startles not only him, but you are a little as well. Until just now, you didn't realize how upset you really were.

He hurriedly comes closer to your side, reaching for your hand on your uninjured side. You cling to it with trembling fingers.

Echo speaks to you calmly and gently, "Hey, sweetie, it's okay, it's going to be okay".

"Please stay here," you say softly, still crying.

Echo nods with a soft little smile.

"I'll stay right here with you".

You let out a shaky, relieved sigh. As you look at him, your pulse gradually calms. Your heart still feels a little agitated, but nowhere near panic anymore.

"Look at me and breathe with me, slowly and steadily, deeply in and out".

You do what he tells you and gradually feel the fear dissipate. The clones and the droid tend to your wounds, but you only look at Echo and he at you. His smile widens a little.

"You're doing great," he says affectionately.

"I'm sorry," you say softly.

He frowns.

"Why? What are you sorry for?"

"For being so whiny."

Echo shakes his head, "You're not whiny. You took quite a beating, and you're still in a bit of shock, I've seen seasoned soldiers have more severe panic attacks over lesser things."

You smile and say, "I know you're lying, but that's sweet of you."

Echo shakes his head, "I'm not lying."

You take a deep breath, feeling his hand gently squeeze yours. Finally, you ask him meekly, "Please don't tell the others."

Echo leans in slightly and whispers, "It will be our secret."

"Thank you" you say touched and add, "I feel safe with you. I'm sorry if I ambushed you with this".

Echo laughs softly and says, "I'm the last person to blame you, you know how much I hate this place" more gently he adds, "And I'm very flattered, my dear"

"Can you stay until I'm allowed out of here?"

Echo nods and smiles.

"As I said before, I'll stay right here with you".

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Echo in Star Wars: The Bad Batch, 1.01 ‘Aftermath’

I love how we all just accepted the fact that Echo is the mom of the group and probably the only one out of the squad that can cook a decent meal without burning the kitchen down

I also rewatched the show recently 🥺

I was more emotional with the ending this time around ; more than when they originally aired.

I’m excited and nervous for the upcoming season !

Finished my TBB rewatch and I feel-

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