|A Spa Story
Author: Queen PM
A Separatist spy has infiltrated Coruscant! Unfortunately for the brave troopers of the 501st, the spy has set up shop at a ritzy spa, a place no clone has gone before. How will they ever survive such a posh field of battle? Co-written, with the epilogue by reulte!Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Clones & Captain Rex - Chapters: 10 - Words: 10,158 - Reviews: 88 - Favs: 22 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 12-11-12 - Published: 11-27-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8742526
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A Spa Story
Captain Rex entered the Massage therapy part of the Spa. He knew his objective; collect as much intel on the suspected Seperatist spy that they believed was running the Spa as a cover up for his actual assignments.
Rex scanned the open reception area. The walls were white, with the occasional framed image breaking the monotonous sheen that seemed to reflect off the walls.
It reminded Rex of a 'shinies' armour.
The clone Captain's thoughts were broken by a young, blonde woman, "Hello sir! Can I help you today? I'm Evie." She smiled warmly
Rex was rather taken aback by the young woman's eagerness, "uh...yes, ma'am, I'm looking for -"
"A massage?" Evie burst out brightly
"A massage? Would you like one?"
"Sorry, I don't follow -"
"How about our special for today? Honey?"
Rex had heard of 'honey' before, a sweet, sticky substance, that -apparently- tasted amazing on sweets and desserts. He also heard that they were eaten with fruit, especially ossberries.
Rex realised he hadn't answered her question. In a rush to be polite, he answered,
"Okay sir, if you head into the waiting room just over there " she pointed "I'll come and sort you out in a moment."
"Thank you." Rex replied, and went in the direction Evie had pointed.
He didn't see the gleaming smile on her face.
Sitting down on a chair he presumed was made of Greel. The Spa itself had a spacious feel, a place of indulgence and luxury for civilians, and Rex found himself feeling a little out of place. The Spa gave an impression of being clean, and pure, in a way that rex wasn't used to. With his scuffed, battle hardened armour, his battle honours...
Rex looked up to see Evie, smiling radiantly at him.
"Your massage? If you'll follow me..."
Rex looked around the waiting room, took a breath and got up, following Evie through the doorway.
"Just sit back" Evie spoke calmly, even though she was absolutely squirming inside.
She was less that 2 foot away from the hottest guy she'd ever seen.
And she was about to give him a massage. Her, to give him a massage.
How she didn't just leap on him and rip his clothes off there and then she'd never know.
He lay down on his chest, closing his eyes. Evie looked down at her hands, realising she was shaking. She clasped the bottle of honey, squeezing a little out into her shaky palm.
She was going to touch him. Massage him...hopefully he'd enjoy it enough for a second appointment.
Evie felt like slapping herself.
Rex waited, wondering what was going to happen. He'd never had a 'massage' before, and to be truthful he hadn't a clue what a 'massage' actually was.
He took a deep breath, and forced himself to relax.
Although, he felt for the blaster he had hidden under his chest.
Still there. That's good, just in case I need it. He thought to himself, re-adjusting its position so that it pointed towards the door incase of an 'emergency'.
What kind of 'emergency' he was expecting though, Rex had no idea.
Evie giggled "you'll have to take your suit off, sir"
"Oh, sorry." Rex replied quickly, sitting up and unzipping the front of his body suit, shrugging off the shoulders, and down to his waist.
Rex suddenly felt exposed and...well, odd.
"Don't worry, you don't have to take the rest off" Evie replied, although she was thinking *exactly* the opposite.
Rex laid back down, replacing his blaster in the same position, pointing towards the door.
That's when the odd, but slightly relaxing, feeling started. Rex felt something thick and warm on his back, and then a pair of hands, slowly working in small circles across his shoulders, the back of his neck, down to his waist, then back up.
Rex started to feel himself relaxing, maybe he'd enjoy this after all.
After at least 10 minutes of massaging, Evie realised he'd drifted off. She froze, wondering if she should wake him, or continue?
Evie decided on the latter. She presumed he'd wake up eventually, anyway. With a smile, she continued rubbing in the honey, which had now filled the room with a sweet, pleasant smell.
But to her dismay, the young masseuse found that she had rubbed in all the honey all too quickly. She very carefully removed her hands - knowing that this could have the potential to hurt him...a lot.
After carefully taking her hands off his back, and washing them in the small sink in the corner of the room, she found he was still asleep.
So, Evie decided to carry on massaging. She didn't bother with the honey this time, and instead dipped her hands in some warm massage oil, before slowly rubbing it into his neck, and the base of his head.
She could feel all the tight muscles in his neck slowly relax, so she started to work her way along his left arm, gently massaging his muscled biceps, down to his forearm, and then his palm. She softly massaged the warm aromatic oil into his wrist, taking the time to gaze at his exotic face.
Evie had dreamed of guys like him.
And she knew she'd never stand even the slightest little chance with him.
Snapping herself out of depressing thoughts, she worked her way back up his arm, moving along his shoulders, and down to the top of his right arm.
She crouched down by his side, and noticed that his arm was tucked under his chest, so Evie gently and carefully reached under, and felt for his hand.
She touched something cold.
That's strange. "Hmm..." She said aloud.
Holding his hand, she slowly pulled his forearm from underneath his broad, tanned, muscled chest.
Evie gasped, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
He was looking right at her.
Her deep, sapphire coloured eyes widened. "I'm so sorry, I -"
Rex smirked, and lifted his head, "Don't worry, ma'am."
"You can call me Evie." She replied, sounding slightly squeaky. "Sorry, I never asked your name?"
"I'm Captain Rex."
A Captain?! Oh, this day just got better and better.
"Uh, " Evie became aware of where her hand was. Still underneath his chest, and his fingers intertwined with hers. She mentally slapped herself; "Uh, do you want to go? Your session finished nearly twenty minutes ago..."
"Right." Rex seemed to snap to it, and pushed himself up, letting Evie pull her hand away.
She sighed sadly, watching him dress.
"Sorry ma'- Evie, have I offended you?" Rex asked, genuine concern in his eyes
Evie made an effort to smile, "no, no - not at all, Rex."
She saw the gun that had been underneath him, and chuckled, causing Rex to turn around;
"Did you...have that, gun, underneath you the whole time?" Evie giggled
"Yeah..." Rex allowed himself to grin, and turned fully, to show her a small imprint of his blaster on his front.
Although, Evie wasn't really looking at the mark...
Evie was melting, surely, either that or she had died and gone to heaven, although this was a bittersweet moment.
A guy she'd love forever, and never know.
Before too long, Rex was fully armoured up. Evie held his helmet out for him to take, which as he did, his fingers brushed lightly against hers.
She met his gaze, and blushed, battering her thick eyelashes a couple of times.
Rex felt an odd feeling in his stomach.
Kriff. What was wrong with him today?
He nodded thanks, and went to the door.
"Urm...Rex?" Evie asked, walking over to him
"Yes, Evie?" Rex turned, and smiled
Their eyes locked for a second time, and Evie closed the gap between them instantly, pulling his lips to hers.
The initial shock of what was happening, then the realisation, hit Rex like a brick wall.
She's a good kisser he thought to himself, frak Rex, you don't even know what a 'good kisser' is!
It was true, Rex had never been kissed before.
But, the Captain let the kiss continue, savouring the smell of honey and the taste of her lipstick.
Too soon however, the moment ended, and Evie stepped back shyly; "goodbye, Rex" she smiled
"Bye Evie." Rex smiled once more, nodding his head slowly. He then turned and left, closing the door softly behind him.
He had some good intel for the guys.
Some weeks later...
"Evie! Someone's here to see ya!" called the receptionist.
Evie put down her mug of honey-tea, and sighed, getting up to go to the reception.
She almost passed out.
"I've come for another appointment with your masseuse, Evie."
"Your name?" The receptionist asked.
"Rex. Captain Rex."
A/N : I really hope you enjoyed this story! Thank you for reading! X JHWTC