Bowen Out Here Living My Dream.

All For You

So, this idea kinda came about from a dream I had last night and felt like it was appropriate to share. Please ignore the opening, I really just wanted to rush into the smutness

Summary: Din want to be out of control entirely and only trusts you to do it with him

Rating: Explicit, PinV, Sub!Din, Slight degrading talk, lots of smut, Edge play (let me know if I miss anything), Rope play

Pairing: Din Djarin x You

"You sure you want this, Din?”

You ask, drying the last dish in the kitchen of the Razorcrest.

“I need to let go...I have to let go,” he looks up at you with pleading eyes, “I want to be able to love you properly and I can’t unless I give up control.”

“You already love me plenty, baby.”

“I want to love you wholly, please.”

You kiss him softly, “I will do anything for you, Din Djarin.”

****

This evening, Din is bound to his cot, blindfold over his eyes. You have spent all evening running your hands softly over his hard scared body. Admiring every cut, every dip. Din clenches his fists and tries to arch up into your hands. You smirk as you lean on him, your soft breasts pressing into his heaving chest.

“What do you want, my sweet boy?” you coo, as you trail gentle kisses along his jaw, down his neck, “Use your words.”

Din is gasping, his senses enhanced due to the blindfolded him. You take notice of the goosebumps crawling across his skin. “Please, I need to feel more,” he whines.

“Because you asked so nicely,” you lie against him, intertwining your legs with his as you moan on the contact. “Like this?”

Din tries to move his arms out of the binding “I want to feel you,” he begs, “Please.” Hearing the Mandalorian begging beneath you awakens something in you you never felt before, a feeling of power and lust all combined into one.

You cup Din’s cheek lovingly, “Oh Din, I am not even close to being done playing with you.”

He tries to press his cheek into your warm hand, basking in the moment. You have other ideas though as you drag your body across his and down to between his thick muscular legs.

His cock is splayed out on his stomach, cum streaking over his torso as it twitches, begging to be used. You lean down, as you first take notice of how helpless Din looks, unable to see you, unable to touch you.

Your breath hot is against his weeping member, your mouth almost grazing along his soft skin, “If only you could see yourself baby,” you take a long lick along the underside of his shaft, “You look so fucking perfect,” you take his head in his mouth, purple and angry as it is now leaking with precum, you moan at the salt tasty that is uniquely his. You hear him gasp your name as he throws his hip forward, your mouth immediately off of him.

“What did I say?” you scowl as you lazily pump his cock. You see Din clench and un-clench his hands, as he bit his lower lip, arching his head pack. Fuck he was a pretty sight, you felt the heat pool at your centre as your wet cunt drips down your thighs.

“That, t-that you’re in charge,” he heaves. Din could feel the softness of your hands as you gripped around him, his cock wet with your saliva and his precum. He tries to picture you, naked in between his thighs with that beautiful smile of yours.

“Mesh’la….” he groans.

“Your pet names won’t work tonight,” with one hand splayed on his torso to hold him down, you envelope his cock in your mouth again. You notice the way he tightens his hips as his legs shake trying to stay still. You casually run your other hand again underneath cupping the heavy weight of his balls, you let out a shameful high pitched groan, reminding yourself the fullness you feel every time he finishes inside of you.

Din is ensnared by pleasure as he shakes his head from side to side, the blindfold damp from sweat and tears that fell from being left on edge for so long. The way you roll him between the palm of your hands, tugging, squeezing just the right way. He had initially been shocked by your actions as your intimate moments together before had been very vanilla so they would say but he knew you had been respecting his boundaries. Now giving you full control his brain’s wiring became askew as he can no longer tell what time of day it was anymore or if it was truly you and that it was really happening.

“F-fuck, such a good cock slut,” he freezes ,immediately like had been blasted with ice. You quickly moves from his hips and lay your thighs around his upper torso. You grip Din’s hair,

“What did you call me?”you hiss, resting your forehead against his, the grip on him still strong.

“I’m sorry-I didn’t-”

“Didn’t think I’d hear? Didn’t think I wouldn’t let this slide?” Pulling his hair back and exposing his thick neck, you run soft kisses down his clenched muscles, “The only reason you feel good, is because I am making you feel good. This is what you wanted, no? To have no control.”

“Please,” his voice, strained and pathetic, “I need...cunt.”

You giggle a little as he incoherently mumbled, his begging on repeat.

You run your nails lightly over him, noticing every scar that glistens across his taught body. “Such a dirty Mandalorian, having only pussy on your mind. I am lucky to have such a dirty Mandalorian to play with.” with one hand, you pump two fingers into you, they slide in easily as you mewl, pumping them until they are nice and slick.

“You want my cunt so badly,” you bring your fingers to his lips. He recognizes your smell instantly “Suck.” you order.

Din bobs,his head immediately, wrapping his lips around your fingers, you cry out loudly as you feel his hot tongue swirl around your digits, making sure every part of your pussy soaked fingers were licked clean. You had never had anyone suck your fingers before but it instantly went to the top of ‘Things I will Definitely Try Again List.’ His tongue feels so soft in comparison to the strong man before you. He sucks in his cheeks, trying to pull more of you in.

“There is my good boy,” you whisper as your other hand goes to play with your nipples. You wish it was Din’s hands instead of yours but you took what you could give yourself. “So quiet now, that wasn’t so hard?”

Din tries to respond but your fingers were still deep in his mouth. You remove them with a loud pop as you kiss him, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue.

“I am feeling really empty, Din,” you say between kisses. “I am dripping and I am so empty it hurts.”

You feel his warm breath fanning your face as you continue your soft kisses, “What should I do about it?” Do I stuff myself or,” you reach back to grab his cock that was against his stomach, “Or with this?”

“That! My cock, please! I can’t take it anymore,”

Lifting yourself off of him, he can no longer feel you, even with his heightened senses he couldn’t hear anything of the hum of the ship. He calls your name a few times but gets no answer,

“This isn’t funny! Where are …..”his words die the moment as they leave his mouth as you suddenly impale yourself on his member. Something breaks you as you sit there, looking down you see yourself stretched around him, the throb of his cock, pulsing waves of pleasure up your body. You grind slowly against him, a snail like pace. You dip your hips down to take him fully and then roll over his cock just until the tip is engulfed in your warmth. You do this slowly a few times until you snap. Holding onto his shoulders you begin to roughly ride him,

“Oh Din, your cock feels amazing. And it is all for me,” you croak, as you slam yourself back onto him, your thrusts becoming erratic as you grind up against him, leaving a wet trail behind as you try to control your impending orgasm.

“Maybe I will leave you like this on long hauls between work, what do you think? Do you want to be my little play thing?”

Din has missed your warmth, the hug of your core, the sweet hot warmth that drove him crazy. He could never want anyone else. “Anything,” he breaths, “I’ll be anything you want me to be, as long as you’ll have me.”

You pause for a moment, slightly surprised by his words, you let out a pitiful wail as you as lose all pattern of your thrusts, your clit brushing up against his soft short hairs as you scream his name, your hands gripping his chest as you fall apart around him, “Din..that’s oh fuck!”

Din nearly comes from the feeling of you shuddering around him, the noises you make as you fuck yourself on him are so obsence and filthy and they are all because of him. You collapse onto his glowing body, your breathing ragged as you feel your entire body pulse in tune with Din’s cock that is twitching inside of you.

You feel like a goddess from the earth shattering orgasm to the way Din’s cocks swell and weeps for you and the absolute control you currently were in.

Din cries your name, as he motions his hips, “Please…”

You sit back up on your knees, your legs jello as you rest your full weight on your palms on his chest, “What do you want, Din?” you tease, “I got what I wanted, what else do you think needs to be done?”

Din groans and pulls even harder at the ties, his wrists raw from the friction. You grab his cock, rubbing your soaked slit against him, “You want this?” you grab his balls, “You want to be inside me, filling up this pussy?”

Din can no longer handle it, “B-blaster!”

You let go of him immediately as you go to untie him, “Sweetie,” you call for him, as you untie his other hand, helping him remove the blind fold. He sits up for you, as you are now in his lap, running your hands along his tear streaked face.

“Are you ok? I am so sorry. Oh, Din…”

Din grabs your hands, leaning to catch your lips. “You were absolutely perfect,” he murmurs as you stare into dark hazel eyes, glistening with tears, “Thank you.”

You feel the tears starting to swell for you as well, as you wrap your arms around him,

“I don’t think we are done here though,”

You smirk, as you feel him grab your hips, “I do believe it is my turn, pretty gurl,” as he slams you back onto his cock. Oh fuck! Even with the previous orgasm and how wet you are the stretch still stings.

“You’ve had your fun, now it is mine.”

He rolls you onto your back, bringing your knees to your chest. You cry out loudly, gripping his hair, as he slams un-forgivingly into you. “Fuck this pussy takes me so well,” he moans as he nips at your breasts, “Cant wait to fill it up again and again,”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he hits that sweet spot that you can never quite reach. Din admires the view of you completely helpless, he clamps a hand around your throat, squeezing lightly, “Don’t think I am no longer in control sweetie, I let you play with me.” He kisses you disgustingly, a hot mess of teeth and tongue, “And now it is time I play with you.”

Your gasp is hollow as he tightens a bit more, your body trying to take in oxygen as you lose your breath with every motion Din gives you. The all too familiar heat starts to pool at your centre, “Din!” you gasp.

“Cum around me sweetie, remind me how much you love my cock.” You let out a strangle cry as he grabs your lips with his, muffling your cries. Pulling back, he kisses your tears, “Are you ready to take me?”

You nod rapidly, “Please, fuck baby, please. Harder!” Din’s orgasm approaches faster than he expects as he curses your name, ramming his cock deep into you as he pumps his cum into you.

“That’s my good little cum slut,” he coos, as he thrusts shallowly into you, you yelp at the sensitivity and nasty words.

When he finally finishes, he lies on top of you. Both of you silent except for your respective heavy breaths. Din slowly slides out of you as you wince a little.

“Too much?”

You shake your head, pulling him into a kiss. “I am sorry if I was too much,”

Din kissed your nose, “It was fine baby...I just really wanted to touch you and feel you.”

Your heart swells, “You’re such a softy,” you tease, snuggling into his chest.

Din laughs, “It is only because of you, mesh’la.” He strokes your hair, watching you already start to fall asleep.

“I know, it is one of the reasons you love me,” you yawn, throwing the blanket onto both of you.

Din lowers the lights down as he adjusts so you won’t get a sore neck, “You have no idea how many ways I love you.”

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