“I’ll See You Again, I Promise.”

laid bare

word count: 6k+

warnings: smut (18+ only istg): din is a switch, you heard it here first, oral (m!receiving), piv sex, a singular spank. also: spoilers but helmetless!din; brief injury and blood; me mentioning the crest despite the crest being dead (rip); language; x fem!reader

a/n: this fic means a lot to me for some peculiar reason, and i think part of the reason it took so long is because i labored over every. single. word. there’s lots of sweetness up front and then it just descends into rampant filth. let me know what you think! xoxo!

You know his body better than you know your own. When he comes to you in the night, seeking your heat, he finds you pliant and willing. In those moments—those sacred, sublime moments—you map his body with your palms. You know every rise and ridge, every scar and divot. If given the proper materials, you could sketch his form to an exact likeness. All save one key aspect. 

His face. 

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*plays the jedi order’s next top model instead of fighting vader*

MasterList:

** Indicates Smut

HeadCanons

Requested Scenerios

NSFW Alphabet

Kinktober 2020

Quarantine AU - Marcus Moreno

The Mandalorian:

Stress Relief ** NSFW

Midnight Excursions ** NSFW

Muffled Sounds ** SLIGHT NSFW

Prey  ** NSFW

Just Pleasure ** NSFW

Hidden Desires ** NSFW

- Alternative Ending ** NSFW

- Desire Revealed ** Slight NSFW

- Mutual Desire ** NSFW

- Explored Desires ** NSFW

- New Desires **NSFW

- Forbidden Desires **NSFW

Chemical Feelings ** NSFW   (Sex Pollen)

Body Heat ** NSFW

Gut Wrenching ** NSFW   (Sex Pollen)

Secrets ** NSFW

Tradition ** NSFW

The Cave ** NSFW   (Sex Pollen)

In the Darkness ** NSFW

Unusual Situation ** NSFW {Mando x Reader x Ezra}

The Box ** NSFW

The View ** NSFW

Riduurok ** NSFW

Riduur ** NSFW (Part 2 of Riduurok)

Bred ** NSFW Alpha!Din

Needs ** NSFW

Frozen ** NSFW

Delivered ** NSFW (Part 2 of Frozen)

Nourished ** NSFW (Part 3 of Frozen)

Me’dinuir (Share) ** NSFW {Din Djarin x Reader x Paz Vizsla}

The Deal ** NSFW {Mando x Reader x Cobb Vanth}

The Hot Springs ** NSFW

Close Quarters ** NSFW

Heavy Is The Head That Wears The Beskar ** NSFW

The Face Beneath The Beskar ** NSFW

Kar’ta ** NSFW

Bittersweet Goodbye ** NSFW

The Path (Soulmate AU) (3000 Follower Give Away Fic) 

The Throne ** {King!Din AU} NSFW

Cantina Copulation ** NSFW

Le Trio de Fleur ** NSFW {Din Djarin x Reader x Paz Vizsla}

“Catfish” Frankie Morales:

Tipping Point

Endorphins **

Home ** {Catfish x Reader x Pope}

Home Again ** {Catfish x Reader x Pope}

Father’s Day ** {Catfish x Reader x Pope}

No Smoke Without Fire ** (Sex Pollen) {Catfish x Reader x Pope x Ironhead x Benny}

The Advent Calendars

The Last Mission ** {Catfish x Reader}

Friendly Competition ** {Catfish x Reader x Pope x Will x Benny}

Oral Competition ** {Catfish x Reader x Pope x Will x Benny}

The Cabin and the Coup ** {Marcus Moreno x Reader x Catfish}

Agent Whiskey/Jack Daniels:

First Time **

Blossoming ** (Part 2 of First Time)

The Mission **

Whiskey ** (Part 2 of The Mission)

Chapel of Love **

Fera Flores ** (Sex Pollen)

Pero Tovar:

Xìngjiāo **   (Sex Pollen)

The Spaniard ** (Oberyn Martell x Reader x Pero Tovar)

The Prince of Dorne ** (Oberyn Martell x Reader x Pero Tovar)

The Inn **

All I Want **

El Baño **

Javier Peña:

Yours **

Deseos Profundos ** (Sex Pollen)

Deseos Admitidos ** (Part 2 of Deseos Profundos)

Pureza **

Everything She Wants ** (Maxwell Lord x Reader x Javier Peña)

Oberyn Martell:

The Spaniard ** (Oberyn Martell x Reader x Pero Tovar)

The Prince of Dorne ** (Oberyn Martell x Reader x Pero Tovar)

The Best Little Whorehouse in Bravos ** (Sex Pollen)

Ezra (Prospect):

Respite **

Helping Hand **

Laced **   (Sex Pollen)

Dreams **

Delightful Discovery **

Heat ** Alpha!Ezra

Balneum

Solatium **

Salvation ** TRIGGER WARNING

Unusual Situation ** {Mando x Reader x Ezra}

Starvation ** (Sex Pollen)

Marcus Pike:

Missing Information **

Aftermath ** (Part 2 of Missing Information)

Breakfast ** (Part 3 of Missing Information)

Agent Pike **

Switch ** (Part 2 of Agent Pike)

Office Interlude ** (Part 3 of Agent Pike)

Holding Cells ** (Part 4 of Agent Pike)

Trying **

Phone Call **

Lujuria **   (Sex Pollen)

The Favor **

Halloween Party ** (Sex Pollen/Breeding Kink)

Insatiable **

Pie & Professions **

As Time Goes By **

Max Phillips:

My Office, Now **

Birthday Treat **   (Sex Pollen)

Noaptea Vampirului (Night of the Vampire) ** TRIGGER WARNING

Chains ** 

An Unexpected Forever **

Training Session **

Just a Taste **

The Evaluation **

Destiny Sucks **

Dave York:

Stormy Secrets ** (Sex Pollen)

Fatal Attraction ** (Part 2 of Stormy Secrets)

Bitter End (Part 3 of Story Secrets)

Marcus Moreno:

Good To Me **

Mishap in Mission Control **

Libidine ** (Sex Pollen)

The Cabin and the Coup ** {Marcus Moreno x Reader x Frankie Morales}

Max Lord:

Heart of Gold **

More Than A Wish ** (Sex Pollen)

Everything She Wants ** (Maxwell Lord x Reader x Javier Peña)

Lessons In Love **

Massage Treatment With Kix

This is pure porn with an itty bit of plot. This thought came to me when I stumbled upon this GIF(18+ very NSFW) and I was feeling major Kix Vibes.

Let me know what you think :)

Summary: You are a medical assistant to Kix who has been working too much. Kix has noticed the increase tension in your body and offers you a massage treatment back at his place

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Clone Medic Kix x Reader

Warnings: PinV, unprotected sex, naked massages, slight authority kink if you look really closely, Boss/Employer relationship kinda, corny use of medical terms

Word Count: 2.4 K

A small thank you @deathwatchnightowl for giving me some ideas and getting this off the ground

It was only meant to be an innocent back rub. You had been working alongside Kix for countless hours tending to the men who came back from a rather difficult mission. Your neck was sore from constantly looking down at charts and leaning over to comfort some of the men who were worse off for wear. Every second you had you tried to massage the knot in your neck and the tightness in your hands.

Medic Kix had taken notice when you had just finished dressing a deep wound on Five’s chest. Of course he had to get himself hurt as always. You had stood up once done and immediately rubbed your neck which seemed out of habit.

“If I was able to move without crying I would be more than happy to release whatever tension you have, sweetie,” Fives flirted as you felt the waves of embarrassment flood over you. Kix pushed Fives back down onto the bed, making sure to press a little harder on the wound.

“Ow! What gives?!” Fives shouted as he glared at Kix

“You need your rest trooper and my assistant still has a lot more patients to take care of.” He responded sternly as you were shuffling around medical supplies, trying to look busy. You followed him out once he was done silently scolding Fives.

“He is right though,” he turned around to look at you, his hazel brown eyes examining you up and down, “You seem very tense. Come back to my place once your shift is over and I will try to fix those knots for you.”

You really didn’t think anything of it. You would be lying if you didn’t harbor a small crush on the pretty boy medic. But that was exactly what he was, a pretty boy. The one that always made the girls swoon, the one that could pick up whomever he wanted, there was not a chance in hell that he would be interested in you. So this is why you had decided without a second thought of going over to Kix’s place so he could work a treatment

This was how you ended up here now. You were currently lying on your stomach on Kix’s bed, shirt off as he firmly massaged your back. You were hyper aware of how your naked back was exposed to him, how he probably saw the little beauty marks on your back. You tried to distract yourself by taking in his room but only to be lost in his scent on his pillows and sheets.

Moving away from the knot to gently massage down your sides, his fingers then brushed up against the side of your breasts. He did not seem to notice as his pace and pressure never faltered. He did this a few times before deciding to stop and work on the muscles underneath your breasts. He wasn’t exactly touching your chest but he was close, the warmth from his hands teasing you as you tried to ignore the tightening for your nipples and the shiver down your back.

“You are tensing up again, are you alright?” Kix asked as he was slowly working a giant knot in your shoulder blade. He knew there was only a certain amount of times he could work on the knot before hurting the muscle more.

“I am fine,” you said quietly, not trusting your voice not to waver.

“Close your eyes and take a deep breath for me,” he ordered, his hands resting on your back.

You nodded, even though he didn’t see, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath you felt him start working on the extremely tight knot.

“Now, breath out slowly for me.”

You exhaled slowly as ordered as you felt the knot release and you let out a groan.

“Finally, there we go, sweetie.” Kix praised as he worked his way down your back. He stopped mid back where the hem of your leggings rested. You always wore high waist leggings because you felt it did a good job in hiding your body’s imperfections.

“Do you mind if I remove these?” He asked.

You stiffened as your brain turned to static and blood rushed to your head, “What?”

“I can’t properly reach through the fabric. I have a towel, I won’t peak I promise.” He swore.

“Fine,” you huffed, squeezing your eyes shut as if that would allow you to disappear. You felt him pull down the hem of your pants, dragging them down, catching your underwear as he pulled them over your ass.

Indeed he was telling the truth when you felt the towel placed over your behind right before he removed the other clothing. Though, he failed to mention the actual size of the towel. It must’ve been those hand towels because it felt like it barely covered you. The skin of your thighs were still exposed and you could swear that it didn’t cover your entire behind.

You tried to control your breathing, reminding yourself that he was a medic, he had probably seen lots of butts in his work and he was just helping you. He probably didn’t even notice, there wasn’t much to notice anyways.

As Kix was done removing your bottom articles , he took in the sight of you naked on his bed. He took notice of every dip, the roundness of your thighs, the little dimples on your lower back. He was curious if his thumbs would be a perfect fit, if the dip in your back deepened when you arch your back. He really wished he could remove the towel just to take a quick look. He shook his head,trying to regain composure, as he went back up on the bed.

“Do you mind if I sit on your legs? It will be easier to work out the lower back.”

You nodded, you knew that whatever you would say would make you sound desperate for his touch and you didn’t want to be the one to create that tension.

You felt the weight as Kix’s body on you, his knees on either side of you as he rested just above your knees. Using his upper body weight, he pressed down along your spine, tackling every small knot. One particular area felt really good. You couldn’t stop and a low moan escaped you.

You covered your mouth, offering an apology and you began to feel even more insecure.

Kix laughed, “Don’t apologize, it would be pretty terrible if you weren’t enjoying it.

Kix smirked as he brought his hands higher up this time, he took notice how your thighs parted ever so slightly for him. With the towel still in the way he was not able to get a good view but he had a pretty clear picture of what was going on between your legs.

You bit your bottom lip, trying to keep yourself still. You were so embarrassed at how turned on you became just from a simple back rub. You let out a whimper that you prayed he did not hear as he massaged just below the fold in your ass.

“I don’t think I have gotten every knot, mesh’la,” his voice was deep and husky.

You kept your eyes shut, holding back another whimper. He moved his hands back down and slowly back up, this time not stopping at his original point.

“I wonder how tense you are right here,” he cooed as his thumbs brushed up against your soaked cunt, you let out a loud gasp as he inserted one finger into your weeping core.

“Oh baby, we are definitely going to have to work on this tension. What do you think?”

“Kix! No, I’m sorry!” you cried out, your fight or flight instincts kicking in. You were so ashamed of him noticing in but also relishing in the slight relief that his finger brought.

“Ssshh, there is nothing to be sorry about. It is a healthy human reaction,” he stated as he slowly moved his finger in and out of you. He removed the flimsy towel, not bothering to ask you for permission. He was graced with the site of your wet lips, as his soaked finger was being pulled into your core. He took in the roundness of your ass and how it jiggled slightly when you tried to move away.

With his other free hand, he silently pulled down his blacks to expose his raging hard on. The head was already swollen, red and weeping from the whole ordeal. He removed his finger which caused you to cry out in protest.

“Don’t worry, darling. I just need to work a bit more on this fabulous ass of yours.” He shifted further up you and you let out a squeal when you felt his naked cock on your ass.

“I have to say, mesh’la,” he teased as he kneaded your ass, rubbing his cock along your cheeks, “We are both healthy specimens, wouldn’t you agree?”

Your brain had shut down, all you could do was take in Kix’s warm, hard member as it moved between your ass cheeks. You moaned when you felt the beads of precum stain across your skin. He dragged himself across your body on purpose as the head slid down to your entrance, using his head to coat your wetness across your outer lips and thighs.

He kissed your lower back down to your left ass cheek and gave it a light nip. He grinned when he heard you yelp and watched you jump.

“I know these methods aren’t exactly textbook recommendations, but as my assistant I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind trying them out with me?”

“Maker! Kix, please, touch me again. It hurts!”

“Tsk, the idea wasn’t to hurt you, love.” he responded as he inserted two fingers into you again, separating them to open you wider, “Here let me get you prepared for the main procedure,”

You pushed your body back towards his fingers. Initially you were trying to match his movements and he eventually stopped, allowing you to just fuck yourself on his fingers.

“You are such a smart girl,” he whispered, stroking your leg, “You know exactly what to do, doing so well for me.”

You whimpered at each thrust, breathing labored as you continue to fuck his fingers.

“Kix, I think I need the main dose,” you cried, burying your face into his pillow.

Kix smirked, pulling out his fingers again, this time sucking on them to get a small taste of you. Gods, you tasted delicious, he took note for next time, as he adjusted your lower body. He lifted your hips as you brought yourself to your knees.

“I will be more than happy to,” he said, holding his cock as he aligned it with your entrance, “Let me know if anything is uncomfortable, alright?”

You finally turned your head to look at him, he still had his top on but somehow had removed his pants. His light eyes were now a shade darker, blown out with lust as you saw how wide his fingers were. You moaned, only imagining how big he actually was.

You didn’t need too much time to imagine as he pushed through your entrance and you heard him groan, “Fuck, should’ve, should’ve prepared a bit more,” he joked as he waited for you to adjust.

“It’s fine,” you breathed, “Ngh, I am so full. The perfect size.” you winked before you dropped your head to his pillows.

Kix laughed and took this as a sign to move, he cursed as your cunt gripped him as he slid in and out. How were you so warm? How were you so tight? If he had known the effect he had on you was the same as him with you he would’ve taken you to bed ages ago.

You knelt there, taking the onslaught of thrusts from his cock. You could feel yourself becoming more wet as he started to move more easily within you. You knew you were for sure making a mess but you didn’t care. Kix was fucking you, his cock was more impressive than you ever imagined and he was making those sexy noises behind you because of you.

“I think, I think this is working, Sir,” you clenched around him at the word ‘Sir’

“I believe it is, darling. I can feel you loosening up,but not too much, just the perfect fit for my cock,” he gripped your hips, as he pounded harder into you. His skin slapping against yours as you were crying out his name.

“So, good! Kix, so good!” you gripped the sheets even tighter, a little worried that you would rip the sheets but you knew you could always just replace them.

His knees dug more into the mattress and he increased his pace. With the new speed he was now pounding directly over your sweet spot over and over again.

You tried to hold back, you tried to slow down the building pressure of pleasure but you knew it was futile.

“Kix, I am gonna cum, shit!”

“Yeah, you’re close, baby girl? Good, cause so am I. Cum with me baby.”

He gripped you even harder as you arched your back like a loth cat and screamed out his name as you clenched around him. Kix’s orgasm came suddenly due to your grip. He rested his forehead on your back as he crushed out your name, his hips stuttering as he came deeply inside you in large spurts.

You both collapsed together, him on top of you as you both felt the side effects of the orgasm.

Your eyes were closed but you had a wide grin on your face as you bathed in the post sex glow.

Kix gave you a kiss on your forehead, “Feel better?” he asked as he nuzzled your cheek.

You nodded, leaning into him. “Much, thank you, doctor,”

He scoffed, as he stroked your hair. He felt his cum leaking out of you but he didn’t want to pull out just yet.

“I don’t think we are done though?” he whispered.

“Oh?” you asked, nuzzling more into the pillows, “That was just a first round, I am not sure how many rounds we will need but I certainly know one treatment isn’t enough.

You felt the familiar tingles returning to you quickly as you groaned at the fluids leaking out of you.

“Well, I am here to assist you in as many treatments as you need.”

Kix laughed, as he felt himself getting hard again, “That’s my good girl.”

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☞ requested by anonymous

Miss You

Firstly, thank you so much for the love and enjoying the little preview. I am feeling slightly better, I think real life stress was getting the better of me and with lock-down rules constantly changing it just became a bit much, haha.

Since everyone was so amazing I wanted to gift you with the completed version :D

Summary: Reader has been feeling lonely and lost since the capture of Grogu. With Din being solely focused on looking for him he has overlooked those in front of him. Step up Boba to help you and to also show Din how much you've missed him.

Warnings: Explicit 18+, Unprotected Sex, Slight Sad Thoughts

"That blaster is going to disappear if you clean it anymore, cyar'ika"

Your hands froze as you lifted your head to look up at your host who had been kind enough to take you and Din in when the child was taken.

"Sorry, I wasn't really paying attention."

Boba Fett sat down on the container that you were on, "A woman with a blaster in her hand, not paying attention, I know how that scenario ends all too well."

You allowed a small smile to form on your face as you double checked that the safety was on and placed the blaster down next to you.

“So, care to explain to me why you have been down here for the past few hours?”

“I was just bored,” you lied, keeping your eyes glued onto your lap.

“I never thought anyone who had to travel with me would be boring.”

You bit your lower lip, trying not to let your emotions show but Boba was no idiot.

“How about you tell me what is actually wrong?”

You rubbed your hands nervously over your thighs back and forth, “It is Din and Grogu,” you whispered, “I feel like I have failed Din by not being able to protect him.”

Boba grabbed your hand to stop your annoying movements, “None of us could, this burden isn’t yours alone.”

You ran your other hand through your hair, frustrated looking up at the metal ceiling, “I know,” you tried to swallow the lump that was forming in your throat, “It’s just, I think maybe a part of Din feels that I am. He hasn’t been really talkative lately, and I know he is absolutely terrified for him and so am I but,” you actually gripped his hand harder. Somehow Boba being there gave you the strength to continue.

When Boba had met the both of you and offered to aid you in getting Grogu back he didn’t say a word or judged you two. He didn’t question Din’s way but through that Din was actually comfortable taking it off around him too. He even could crack a joke here and there and he used the same pet names on you as Din did. Din said it was because it was kinda a way of showing they were now a pact or something, you still couldn’t fully grasp all the ways Din followed.

Boba’s appearance didn’t frighten you or revolt you as he had initially thought. You had heard rumours about how he had looked before but you couldn’t expect a man to look his best after defeating death.

“But?”

“But...I need him to know I am there for him and I need him too,” you whimpered, “I just want him to hold me, I want to feel him close to me again. He barely sleeps, I am usually eating alone and it just hurts so much,” you couldn’t fight a few tears that had fallen, “I miss him,”

You sniffled and cleared away the tears, “I am sorry, I am probably sounding horribly selfish,”

Boba tilted your chin to look at him, his brown eyes showed compassion and concern, “Princess, I see how you take care of him, hell you immediately decided to take care of Fennec and I in whichever way you could and you owe us nothing.”

He shifted closer to you, you took in the warmth of his body and noticed just how much wider he was then Din. His muscles hardened with age, slightly soft in some areas but it made him...him. You leaned in closer to him, “I just need to feel wanted and whole again, even for a brief moment. Just to be in the moment, you know?”

Boba looked at you as you tried to put your argument together. You seemed so lost and unfortunately he didn’t really know how to express through words how to help you or help others period. So, he did the only thing he thought would work. He whispered your name, shushing you as he brought one hand to your cheek and the other loosely around your waist pulling you in.

You nuzzled immediately into his hand, "Oh princess," you closed your eyes, soaking in the feeling. His hands were rougher than Din's, fingers thicker too. You knew this wasn't Din but you didn't care. Your body hurt more as you took in his heat, inhaling deeply his smelt of blaster powder and the desert.

"What has that silly Mandalorian done to you?" He leaned into you, his nose brushing against yours as his lips ghosted over you. You sighed into his touch as he left fairy light kisses on your forehead, cheeks and slowly back to your tempting lips. "Leaving a pretty little thing like you so touch starved"

You sniffled slightly as you felt the familiar ache in your chest return.

"Oh no, little one," he tilted your chin and brought his lips to yours. Your eyes widened as you felt something awaken inside you, the yearning you had been feeling melted away as you reached to pull Boba in closer. His kisses weren't as soft or gentle as Din's. Boba was a selfish lover as he nipped at your lips, demanded entrance with his tongue, his grip on your chin tight. He was clearly in control here.

You were able to pull away, your breathing ragged. You looked at with eyes glazed over

"Boba...I need you," you begged, trying to move closer to him.

"How do you need me, princess?" His mouth had wandered over your neck and down to your collarbone. His warm breath left trails of searing goosebumps as you burned for more.

You arched your back like a loth cat, mewling as you slammed back down on Boba's cock. Your body was singing as you continued to chase that high, that itch that you missed so much. Grasping onto the man below you, his low grunts urging you to go catch it. To go get the thing you deserved.

"Make me feel whole again."

**********

You froze when you heard the door hiss open, Boba continued to rock against you paying the new visitor no mind.

"Mesh'la what is going on here?" You barely heard Din as your pulse drummed through you and Boba's praise as he hit that soft spot inside of you.

"She was missing you," Boba responded before you could fumble your words together.

"D-Din I-"

"Show me," he rasped as his rough leather hands scratched at your breasts as he approached behind you.

You tried to lean into his body but he had already pulled away from you and sat on the couch in the room. Leaving him with a perfect view.

"Put on a pretty little show and show me how much you missed me."

You nodded to Din as you ground your hips against Boba's. Looking back at Boba, you took his large hands and placed them on your breasts. His hands nearly enveloped your chest as he gently massaged them.

"Suck, please," you purred. Boba grinned at you, deciding to make this a game to him.

"Suck on what, princess?"

"H-her nipples," Din groaned, he had removed his armor and had unzipped his flight suit and was fisting his cock.

"They are very sensitive."

Boba sat up, adjusting you on his cock plunging in deeper as he took one nipple in his mouth. His brown eyes looking at you as he sucked till it had hardened and then circled his tongue around your nipple

"I miss having you inside me, look how wet his cock is from my juices," you whimpered as you cradled Boba's head. You lifted your hips just till only the head of his cock was inside. Making sure to pause for Din to have a view and sliding back down onto him.

You heard Din groan, "Your pussy looks like it is stretched to its limit, mesh'la "

Boba ceased his ministrations on you as he flipped you onto your back. Hiking your legs higher above his waist he had a clear view of you. Pleasure coarsed up your spine and bloomed in your chest.

"She was feeling empty. I was simply more than happy to oblige," Boba purred, as he kissed you deeply again, choking a sob out of you.

"I miss being under you, feeling your weight envelop me. I miss- fuck Boba! Yes right there oh god don't stop!"

Boba had clearly become impatient and began fucking you again. Your cunt was like a vice around him and even though he had initially done it to get a quick fuck out if you, you were too precious to be taken only once.

"Come on, girl," he grunted as he kept his pace, "Why don't you remind him how you look when you cum"

You gripped his shoulders, grinning up at him as you felt the familiar tingle starting from your toes and flooding through your body. You tried to match his thrusts but your body was like jelly and you couldn't catch a rhythm.

"I'm so close," you closed your eyes, resting your forehead against his. You were in limbo, your body was weightless amongst the onslaught of Bobas movements, your chest burned with the ache you had for Din and the new found emotions for Boba, knowing that this was going to change the dynamics for good.

"Cum for him, cyar'ika," Din was now fully unclothed, standing upright near you and trying to chase his own release.

"Cum, little one. Let go. I will make sure you don't fall too hard." Boba whispered hotly in your ear, "I want to feel you."

You bit your lower lip,scrunching your face focusing on you and only you. One slight change in angle which allowed Boba to brush up against your clit was all that you needed. You threw your head back, calling Boba's name you finally reached your peak. Your breath was sucked out of you as every part of you tensed and released all at once, shuddering and fluttering around Boba

"Yes, that's my girl,what a fucking pretty sight. " Din drawled out the last words as he felt his own release, it was messy as it coated his hands and splashed up onto his stomach. He did not take notice as his seed dripped onto the floor, as he was too entranced by the two of you.

"Beautiful," Boba murmured into your soft, now tangled locks. "Where do you want me, princess?"

"Inside," Din responded for you. You looked at Din, slightly surprised but you could see that he was enjoying the show quite a bit.

You turned to look at Boba, "Inside, please. I need you to fill me."

Boba did not need to be told a third time as his thrusts were wavering, slamming particularly harsh into you before releasing deep inside. Din could see the throb of his cock as he pumped into you, you moaning at every pulse.

Boba rested his head on your chest, your hearts beating erratically together. You held him close, tracing softly along his back, praising him for how amazing it felt. With one last kiss, he slid out of you.

"I think she has one more in her, don't you think, Din?" He asked, as he sat up and swung to the foot of the cot.

You looked at Din through thick lashes, as you held out your hand to him. He took it, bringing it to his face, rubbing it along his stubble, kissing it softly as he leaned over you, never letting go.

“I am sorry, cyar'ika,” he whispered as he kissed your lashes, his voice trembling.

You pulled him close, as he aligned himself with you, sheathing himself within you. You felt the tears at the corner of your eyes, “No Din,” you half moaned, half sobbed, “I am sorry,”

He fit perfectly, he wasn’t as wide as Boba but he was able to reach those places that no one could before him.

You both became one, your limbs intertwining with each other. Gifting each other with kisses, chasing away each other’s tears. Words did not need to be said in this moment for how you two had missed this moment so much. The ache in both your hearts resided as you retraced every known scar, dip in your bodies and every little birthmark.

His rough stubble against your neck as he panted against you, trying to pull you down into another release, grounded you. It was a reminder that he was still here and he had not left you. His hands around your back pressing into him as he brought you both to your peaks was a silent promise that he was going to try to be there for you, always.

You arched your back, crying out as that familiar feeling quickly returned. You felt Boba stroke your hair as he whispered for you to cum.

He looked up at Din, “Remind her what she has been missing, Mando,” he ordered, “Claim her as yours again.”

Din sputtered and cursed a ‘yes, sir,’ as he finished inside you as you came one last time. Being already full thanks to Boba this one was messy as your juices easily dripped out of you as Din gently thrusted to come down from his high.

He collapsed in your arms, kissing the dip in your collarbone, thanking you and apologizing all at once.

“With the Child being gone, I got so focused...” he explained as you stroked his messy locks, kissing him between words.

“Din, it is alright. We will bring him back.” You whispered into his hair, inhaling deeply taking in his scent.

Din sat up from you, laughing as you winced slightly as he pulled out.

“A bit much?”

You shook your head, smiling.

Boba had left for the refresher coming back with two damp towels. He threw one at Din and then gently cleaned up the mess between your legs being extra careful around your swollen lips.

Din cleaned himself and tossed it to the side. You looked at both men as you got up and unfolded the extra cot. Without a word you rearranged the bedrolls so your back wouldn't dig into the metal edges between the two.

You looked at Boba as Din was putting on some sleeping pants.

"Stay, Boba. Please."

Boba and Din kinda gave each other a look, you weren't sure what was going on between the two but it seemed like they were trying to figure this whole new dynamic out.

"I sleep on the left," they both said at the same time.

"Respect your elders, Din," Boba argued.

“This is my room,” Din spat back.

"And my ship!"

Boba dimmed the lights as Din got in (he got the right side btw) and Boba followed after. You pressed your back up against Boba holding his hand that he draped over your waist. You felt the rise and fall of his broad chest against your bareback. You gave him a soft kiss as Din placed you on slightly his chest, your other hand in his.

You flopped onto the now larger makeshift cot, "Both of you can sleep on the floor for all I care," as you curled up under the blankets, “I am going to sleep.”

Din and Boba stopped as they saw your small form in bed.

You felt yourself finally drifting off, “Thank you,” you whispered, pulling the two boys closer to you. The last thing you felt before falling asleep was both of them placing soft kisses on your head and murmuring words of promises to never let you feel alone again.

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In which I am a giraffe

This is the Way

pairing: din djarin x fem!reader

genre: smut, romance, minors dni

word count: 1.7k

summary: It can be hard to understand Din and his creed, but the two of you try to make it work anyway.

warnings: oral (receiving), piv, creampie, use of a blindfold (helmet is off but the rest is covered), mild choking, slightly possessive!din, mild breeding kink, multiple orgasms, soft!din

a/n: I originally posted this about wanting to write reader moaning 'this is the way' as din comes inside and after seeing the excitement it generated I decided to actually go on and write it. I want to thank @pedropascalsx @redahlia-writes and @batdarkladyvampir for convincing me that this is what the world needed lmaodfvdf

You’re not a Mandalorian, not even in the slightest. So when circumstances force you to partner up with one, you’re not really sure how to behave. You don’t quite understand their beliefs, but as Din explains more and more about it —seeing that he’s passionate— you try your best to understand. It is hard. Especially when your feelings for each other end up being more than just comradery. You’ve never seen his face, nor felt his skin. You’ve only felt the stretch of his cock. 

Still, you don’t mind. This is his belief, his creed. He’s a good man and does his best to understand you, it’s only common sense that you do the same. 

The first time you heard it, you had to suppress your giggle behind your hand. This is the way, he had said to another Mandalorian. the Armorer, Din had told you. Both of them looked at you —what you assumed— judgementally but it was hard to tell with only a visor glaring at you. 

You weren’t sure what made it so humorous to you. Truly, you didn’t. But soon it became a habit of teasing Din about it. Whenever he did anything that put you in inconvenience you would utter the words: This is not the way. Or there were moments he put himself in front of you to shield you from harm —in some terrifying moments he even begged you to leave him behind— then the sentence would come out angrily as a reminder: This is not the way, I won’t leave you. 

Din never remarked on it. He didn’t seem bothered, sometimes he would stiffen but was quick to loosen up when he saw your teasing smile. 

“Di—in”, you whimper, voice breaking. “Don’t stop,” 

You see nothing but darkness. The itchy fabric of Din’s scarf makes the skin around your eyes itch uncontrollably. But it’s hard to care when his tongue is between your folds, licking at your clit enthusiastically. Reaching out, you grab a fistful of his hair and tug him closer. He obliges with a grunt. You feel him drawing your aching clit between his lips and sucking around it. Your thighs tighten around his head. With your hips slightly lifting off of the cot, you attempt to grind against him but stop at the last second. Your mouth is full of unwanted saliva, pleasure, and lust buzzing in your veins like a drug. 

“Do it,” you hear him groan into your sex, his voice thick with lust and a hint of amusement. “Use me. Do whatever you want, I’ll take whatever you give me,” 

“Maker…Din,” A breath mixed with a chuckle falls from your lips. “I don’t even know how to speak anymore,” 

Din hums and kissed your folds as if he would your actual lips. His tongue sneaks between them, his lips moving along them slowly—tenderly. The scruff of his cheeks provides a pleasant tingle as it chafes against the delicate skin of your thighs. You whisper his name like a prayer and start to grind against him. Your eyes roll back, the reverberations of his groans sending another jolt of pleasure throughout your body. 

With the newly found ache, your fingers twitch and you let go of his hair. Your chest stutters as you desperately search for a place to hold on. The tips of your fingers feel numb. 

Then you feel something warm and leathery curl between your fingers, stabilizing your frantic movements. You sigh with the feeling of Din’s fingers interlacing with yours, he pulls you down closer, his tongue drawing quick circles around your clit. Your back arches as you surrender yourself completely to him. Your lower body quivers uncontrollably, your jaw locked with bliss. 

Din draws your orgasm out of you steady and slow, his fingers never part from you— He even helps you when he feels your need to roll your hips against him. When that happens he simply pulls and pushes, forcing the sway of your hips as he moves his mouth up and down your folds. Stars burst beneath your eyelids. Your body jolts and quakes, he never once falters as you soak him, your insides clench. 

His tongue and mouth feel amazing but you ached to be filled. Din slowly peels his fingers away from you, kissing the inside of your thighs one by one as he parts away. Your hips jerk without prompt, feeling slightly alert when his heat disappears, you raise your head. 

“Din?” 

“Don’t worry I’m here,” you hear his low, breathy, chuckle. “Just admiring you,” 

“How about you fuck me instead?” You grin. 

A loud gasp tears from your throat when he notches the fat head of his cock at your entrance and keeps himself still. You can feel his eyes on you, eating you up to the bone. You reach out for his face, you can’t find it first but he leans down, allowing you to caress his cheek. You still wonder what he might look like. 

“Please don’t tease me, Din.” 

You feel him smiling. He nuzzles the inside of your palm, his lips kissing the heel of your hand. 

“Yeah, okay,” 

Din sets a brutal pace right from the get-go. His hands squeeze your hips, he groans as he rams into you again and again. Your mind blacks out. He feels so good inside, your body reaching a new panel of euphoria. Your hand drops away from his cheek, in a blissful state of frenzy, you grab your tits and squeeze them, the pads of your thumbs brushing against your nipples. His cock throbs, his breathing uneven and heavy. He pushes your hands out of the way, his lips and mouth replacing your thumb. The tip of his tongue drags sloppily across your breasts, lavishing them with wet kisses and loud groans.  

“Gonna come,” he grunts with clenched teeth. “Where– Where?” 

“Inside,” 

You don’t know what prompted you to say it; it could’ve been the pleasure fogging your mind, or it could’ve been something entirely else. You don’t know. 

Din comes with your name blossoming on his lips, your chest heaves as he spills into you. You feel nice, warm, and safe. His hips slow into a grinding motion and his teeth sink into the swell of your breast. 

“This is the way.” 

It’s a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. You don’t realize what you’ve moaned aloud until he stills completely, a question blurting from his lips. 

“What?” 

Your heart nearly leaps from your chest, your eyes bugging out underneath the blindfold. You would’ve covered your mouth if your body hadn’t been simmering in pleasure at that very moment. 

“Din, I’m so sorry—” you speak quickly, panic and fear closing up your throat. “I–I swear I didn’t mean it that way. It just…It kinda came out. I wasn’t trying to mock—” 

“You…You, did you just say this is the way?” he’s still breathless from his orgasm. The way his voice drops makes you clench around him, he hisses and pushes deeper. “Fuck—You actually said that while I was coming inside,” 

It’s phrased as a question but it’s not. Another meek sorry falls from your damp lips. You think he’s angry but he’s not, quite the contrary, Din feels a sense of accomplishment. However, he’s confused as to why he feels that way. His cock twitches with interest and he looks down. He takes a sharp inhale when he sees how wet everything is; your pretty pussy glistening and his cock shining, the sheets underneath dark with you and him. 

This is the way, you had said, just as he was fucking you full of himself. This is the way. 

He knows you have trouble understanding, he appreciates you trying anyway. But you saying that when the two of were conjoined both emotionally and physically— It proves to him that you understand it more than he had thought, more than you had thought. 

“Din?” you call out, when his gaze drops he feels a sense of guilt for leaving you hanging. He can see the pinch of your brows peeking above the makeshift blindfold, the corners of your lips quivering with worry. 

Instead of saying anything, Din pulls out and tugs you with him until you’re both outside of the narrow cot. His fingers curl around your throat and his lips touch your ear. 

“I’m not mad,” he says in one breath, the length of his cock movies between your soaked folds. “You have no idea what you just did to me, mesh’la. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand anymore,” 

You moan at his words and your head falls to his shoulder, exposing more of your neck. The trust you put in him —combined with the use of his creed’s saying— makes something inside of him snap. His hand remains on your throat as his arm snakes around your waist, his cock slides into you with ease. 

“You’re full of me,” he states. His fingers twitch above your stomach. “I’m going to fill you up even more,” 

He doesn’t give you a chance to answer. Your world spins as he ruts into you, slick and cum threading down your thighs. He’s a man unhinged, hips moving at an incredible speed and velocity while at the same time holding you up. Your lower back bends at the way he forces you to arch for him. Your fingers brush against the knuckles of the hand that’s around your throat. 

“Say it again,” he growls. “Say it, mesh’la.” 

“This is the way,” you moan, eyes fluttering shut. You feel his whole body shaking, wet noises fill the ship. “This is the way, this is the way, this is the way—!” 

Your back nearly snaps into two as your second orgasm rushes up and down your body. With a whimper, your hands reach back to his head and tug at his hair. Din, in contrast with himself before, kisses your shoulder, tongue gently moving around the skin and tasting you. A second later you realize that he’s pulsing deep inside you, spilling into you for the second time today. 

You sigh heavenly, and his lips move along the slope of your shoulder. 

“This is the way,” he murmurs, voice swelling with emotion. 

“This is the way,” you repeat, still not sure what it was that got him so enamored. It isn’t the first time you’ve said it. 

Din turns you around, your chest flushed against his chest plate, you feel his lips on your right eye first, then your left. Then he moves to your lips, his kiss soft and tender. You smile.  

It isn’t your first time using the saying, and you don’t understand, but you will. 

Eventually.