Damnation Or Salvation {Pero Tovar X F!Reader}

Random Gifs of Temuera Morrison (for reasons)

Musings

summary: Thinking you’re asleep after he’s returned from a long hunt, Din muses about you to himself. (counterpart to Reveries)

pairing: din djarin (the mandalorian) x gn!reader

note: This is just a little drabble born from my brain while I lay here in bed, typing away on my phone at 12:30 in the morning.

warnings: soft!din, loads of fluff

rating: G

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masked in desperation

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader

Word count: 6044

Warnings: Verbal Degradation. Physical Humiliation involving Din making reader wet herself. Dirty Talk. Penetrative, Non-Protective Sex (wrap the shlong before you king kong por favor). Rough then Soft Din. Don't worry, this is consensual and there is aftercare involved.

No summary because I don't even know what to call this? All you guys need to know is that this fic is based on/inspired by the following asks [x] [x] [x] [x]

A/N: Uhhh this is new for me so I'm sorry if I didn't get the dynamic involved with a humiliation kink right. Please let me know how I could correct anything should there be something off. This was supposed to be rougher...but I turned soft midway because nervous Din makes me warm. I hope you like it nonetheless though. Comments are hella appreciated. And you can add yourself to the taglist here. Enjoy and please don't @ me once you finish this fic. And I apologize that it took long, this semester was hell.

It was an act of crazed desire concealed beneath irritation and anger, irritation with you for managing to claw yourself into his heart and anger at himself for allowing you to do so freely. He couldn't deny his feelings anymore, not if he wanted to retain whatever sanity he had left around you. What started out as nothing but stress relief and a way to help with the pain left behind by Grogu leaving turned into Din wishing he could stake his claim on you every moment of every day so you wouldn't seek anyone else out. Not that he genuinely believed you would. Still...

And it wasn't like this was any different from what the two of you usually do. At least that's what he says to excuse his twisted behavior, to not dwell too much on his sick, possessive fantasies.

It was driving him mad. He wanted to mark you up, always did during those passionate nights, loved watching as you tried, and failed, to cover up his love bites and handprints from the guild members. But he also craved to feel the same way. He wanted to bear traces of you on him so people knew how much he cared for you, perhaps even recognized the hold you have on him. The only problem was, no one would ever see the angry nail scratches and bite marks you left every night on his skin because of his beskar. So this, this would do the trick, even if it was barely noticeable, even if it would be gone when he washed his beskar, even if the two of you would be the only ones who knew what happened behind closed doors.

The weird thing was, he doesn't even know how he got to this point. Well, that's not true. He can actually trace his way to this moment, but he feels ashamed to do so? Reluctant maybe. It didn't matter what he was feeling at this point. All he knew was that he needed to watch you as you humiliated yourself in front of him, and had no power to do anything about it. Perhaps it was because, deep down, he wanted to show you that he'd accept you no matter what. He wanted to prove to you that he may just be worthy of having you in his arms. He wanted to assure you that he would be committed to you until his dying breath. And this, in some way, was the solution.

Before he can reevaluate and dwell too much on his decision, he fills a cup with water and heads towards you, ignoring the Marshal's glances as he approaches you and taps on your shoulders.

"Yeah?" You turn around, and Din forces himself to stand his ground when he sees your smile growing wider as you take the water from his hand. "Oh aren't you sweet. Careful, or else they'll think you're growing soft." You tease him as you down the cup of water and hand it back to him before returning to fixing the ship. He says nothing as he walks back towards the cantina, and resumes his quiet meditation.

And that's how it goes for the next couple of hours. He brings you a cup of water every so often, murmuring something or other about how he doesn't have time to take care of you if you suffered from a heat stroke before leaving immediately. Din quietly thanks the maker for your discomfort with public refreshers, because this plan wouldn't have worked if you decided to go to the cantina or elsewhere to relieve yourself. He's locked his ship's refresher and made sure to not be anywhere in sight when you sought him out to ask about the issue with the door.

He feels himself grow harder when he notices you squirming as you work on the ship, softly palming himself through his pants when you halt your movements every couple of minutes to either cross your legs or push your hand between your thighs to attempt and alleviate some of that pain. A part of him feels horrible for putting you through this, but something tells him it will be worth it in the end. Din Djarin isn't a man of prayer, but he pleads to whatever higher power that created you that this wouldn't backfire and make you leave him.

As the twin suns slowly set beneath the sky, Din moves away from where he's been hiding and heads towards the ship, making sure he is in your line of sight as he walks up the ramp and towards his armory. He quickly takes out the durasteel cuffs from where he's set them, hiding them behind his back as he pretends to head towards the cockpit.

However, he stops when he sees you rushing past him and setting all of your tools aside. You're mumbling angrily beneath your breath when things begin to fall over, growling when you try to fix them a couple of more times, and they continue to fall.

"Motherfucking shit," Din hears you swear as you carelessly try to set the box again and it falls over. Shaking your head, you turn around and sprint past him again towards the refresher. His eyes never leave your shaking form as you push on the refresher button numerous times and nothing happens.

"Pfassk! Din, how angry would you be if I broke this fucking door right now?" You try to grab the gun on his holster but he is quicker than you, slamming his hand on your own to prevent you from taking it.

"Extremely." His answer is short and straight to the point, mostly because he can't trust himself to respond to you without giving himself away.

"God please I- I need..." You hesitate and try to remove your hand from him, only to feel his hold tighten around your wrist. He thought you'd break and confess what you needed to do due to your desperation, but you don't, holding your tongue and looking up at him quizzically when he removes your wrist and clasps one side of the cuff on them.

"Din, what- what're you doing?" You look down and watch as he clasps the cuffs on your other wrist and ensures that they aren't too tight around your wrists before he locks them. Before you can ask him again, Din drags you across the ship and into the cockpit, ignoring your annoyed murmurs as he sits down and pulls you onto his lap.

You squirm around and try to get up but Din’s hold on your waist tightens and he slides you against his beskar until you fall into his chest. He says nothing as you push away and try to maneuver yourself so your legs aren’t wide open. He chuckles lowly when he sees how much you’re struggling, finally allowing you to put some space between the two of you. You rest your back against the controls board and take a few deep breaths before you stare at him.

“Can you please let me go?” You ask patiently, and hope he sees how genuine and serious you’re being. When he sits back but keeps his hold on you, you know he isn’t going to make this easy.

“Why?”

“Because I- I need to take care of something,” you look away when you respond and Din feels his cock twitch in his pants at the sudden shyness taking over.

“How about you let me take care of you?” He takes his gloves off and throws them aside, smiling to himself when he sees you shiver as he moves his hands up and down your body. You watch him like a hawk and you feel yourself growing wet for a moment, but you realize this reaction is the last thing you want to experience in his presence right now.

“Wait Din- just...it’s not like that.” You bite your lower lip and stifle a moan when he cups your tits and softly flicks at your hardened nipples.

“No? And yet here you are melting at my touch...your body knows me mesh’la, it’s blooming for me and I’ve barely touched you. Sweet girl, don’t you want me to make you feel good? I’ve been thinking about you all day long, about kissing you until you’re breathless...and biting you until you have my mark everywhere. Don’t you want me to show you just how much I’ve missed you?” Din knows he’s not being fair but the way your eyes are glowing with lust is enough to ground him so he could carry out his plan.

“I- I do...fuck, Din- I really do. I barely think of anything else...but I really need to-” You shut your eyes and groan as soon as you feel Din’s hand descend down your chest and rest on your lower stomach. He supports your back as he slowly begins to push against your navel, watching with fascination as your face contorts from pain and pleasure the harder he pushes on your muscles. You’re not sure what’s happening for a few seconds until you manage to open your eyes and look at him. His visor prevents you from seeing what he’s thinking but none of it matters when you feel him shift underneath you before he eases up. You sigh in relief but Din repeats his actions, only this time, he’s becoming a little more aggressive with his touches.

"N-no wait please I-"

"What's the matter mesh'la? You're usually fucking me like a loth-cat in heat by now, begging for me to have my way with you...take what I want until you feel properly fucked and filled with my cum." Din leans forward, never once easing up as he begins to move you over his beskar-clad thigh. There’s not much you can do due to the cuffs and how much advantage Din has over you in terms of muscle and size so you do the only thing that’s left.

You beg.

"Please, please Din I- I just...I need to-" It takes every ounce of control not to let go of your body’s function and you realize you’re not making much sense when Din cuts you off again and asks you what you want.

"Need to what? Go on sweet girl, tell me. What do you need?" His motions become more rough as he alternates between shoving his hand against your bladder and moving your clothed heat across his thigh. Din wants nothing more than to push you to the floor and fuck you until you can’t remember anything but him, but he tries his best to keep himself in check until he gets what he wants.

"I'll do anything Din just...need the- the refresher. I'm so- so...maker, please wait-" The controls dig into your back the more you lay on them but you can’t find it in yourself to care because a different kind of pain shoots down your spine when Din brings you closer to him and hikes your shirt up. His palms are warm against your skin and you hate how good they feel because this was not how you saw the day going with him.

"You know the safeword. Say it if you want me to let you go and I will." His tone shifts and you throw all caution aside as you confess to him why you need to leave.

"Din please...I really need to pee. I- I'll come back right away but I- oh it's too much, t-too much." You think he’s going to apologize and let you go when you tell him but all your admission does is cause him to momentarily stop before he wraps his arms around you and stands up. He’s pushing you up against the wall, not caring for what you just said to him or how rough he’s being as he nudges his leg in between your thighs and resumes his antics from before.

"I know."

The curt response washes over you like ice and your eyes begin to water as soon as Din takes off his helmet and you see him smiling down at you. You don’t know that you’re shaking in his arms but he leans down and nuzzles into the crook of your neck to commit the moment to memory. He loves the effect he’s having on you and although a small part of him feels bad, he doesn’t bother or care to hold back as he brings himself flush against you, the action causing his beskar to push deeper against your navel and have his desired effect.

"Din?" He thinks your whimpers might make him cum right then and there but he takes a deep breath before he pulls away and looks down at you. He’s sure that his eyes don’t convey an ounce of guilt at the moment, the opposite actually, and it only brightens his smile as he pulls down your tank top strap far enough to give him access to the top of your breasts. Din moves closer to you and lays lazy kisses across your heated skin, all the while attempting to grab your attention so he could tell you what he wanted.

"Why do you think I kept handing you water all day ner ka'rta?"

"W-wha-?" Your sniffles pull at his heart but he knows that you’re not in any physical danger and that all you need to do is whisper your safeword and he’d let you go. When a tear drop trails down your chin and hits his forehead, Din has to pull away to take a better look at you. He hates how much he loves the way you’re looking at him right now, like he’s simultaneously a villain and a savior to your predicament.

"And who do you think locked the refresher? Sweet girl… I thought you were smarter than that." Your surprised gasp adds more to the innocence he’s seeing in you and it’s the last straw before he holds onto your waist and begins to move you across his thigh again.

"You what?"

“Go on pretty, I know how much you’re trying to hold it in. ‘m not letting you go any time soon,” Din talks down at you and if you weren’t trying to prevent yourself from embarrassing yourself in front of him, you’d think it was the sexiest tone he’s had with you yet. But it’s getting more difficult to control your bladder and even though you get the sense that he will probably win in the end, you still try to hold off as much as possible.

“Look at you trying so hard...prettiest fucking sight in the galaxy. And do you know what makes it even better? I can smell how much you want me...this tight, wet cunt is begging for my cock. You can have me sweetheart, you can have me right now if you want. But you know what you have to do.” You’re shaking in his arms and plead pathetically when he applies more pressure on your navel. You try to ask him why again but you can’t find the words and resume moaning his name as he uses you.

And that’s what he’s doing. He’s using you. Like he owns you. Like he has the right to control every muscle in your body. You’re not sure what it is that made him act like this all of a sudden and you know it ultimately doesn’t matter because like he said, he won’t be stopping any time soon. It’s just strange that he wants this. He wants you to embarrass yourself. He’s practically helping your body let loose so you could wet yourself. You try to convince yourself that nothing about this should be turning you on, but the way his eyes are hazed with lust and desperation makes you reevaluate your thoughts and you manage to look up at him as he begins to speak again.

“It’s okay mesh’la, you can let go. Let go, now! Make a mess sweetheart. Make a mess of me, I won’t fuck you till you ruin my beskar and make this ship dirty. Go on. Or do you want me to help you again?” Din isn’t sure what’s come over him but he doesn’t hold back anymore, slipping his hand underneath your pants and pushing hard on your bladder until he feels your thighs squeeze around him.

“D-din fuck...oh- my...maker I- I can’t-” You throw your head back as you fist your hands into his cowl, holding on to that last bit of self control before you’re no longer able to. As he lifts his hand and pushes again, the thread breaks and tears slowly roll down your cheeks as you frown up at Din when your bladder gives out. Din looks into your eyes one last time before his attention moves south and his jaw clenches tightly when he notices the material of your pants grow darker the more you relieve yourself.

He doesn’t bother to stop, continuing to apply pressure on your lower stomach as a day’s worth of water floods down your legs and onto his beskar. He watches with fascination as his pants grow wet as well before he hears the faint sound of droplets falling onto his ship. You follow his line of sight and whimper in embarrassment when you notice just how big of a mess you made. There’s a small puddle forming where the two of you are standing and your nervousness only grows when you see how wet Din’s pants are.

When there’s nothing left and your shaking subsides a little, Din removes his hand from you and returns it to your waist, squeezing the skin he has access to so he wouldn’t strip you and fuck you in the middle of your mess. Every time he moves his foot, he can hear the soft splashing sound of the puddle underneath him and it only makes him harder. When he finally looks at you, he’s met with the most vulnerable expression he’s ever seen on you and although he wants nothing more than to kiss you and apologize, he allows himself to go just a little further until he sees you’re no longer able to put up with him.

“D-din...you- you made me, I-”

“Oh sweet girl, I made you do nothing.” The look of shock on your face is worth the hassle and he watches as you pout your lower lip before more tears leave your gorgeous eyes.

“You’re just a filthy girl, wetting yourself in the middle of my ship and not caring how dirty you’ve become...you really couldn’t hold it in cyar’ika? Look at this, look at the mess you made of my armor. You know how valuable beskar is and yet you pissed all over it. And my ship!? Didn’t we just clean this ship pretty?” Din could feel you melting into him with every word that passes through his lips and when you look away from him, his smile falls and he quickly grabs your neck, turning it straightforward so he could look into your eyes.

“No, you don’t get to look away from me when you’ve just pissed all over yourself and me. Maybe I should change your name, call you ad’ika from now on.” He has to hold back from smiling when he sees the moment you recognize the word. He’s only ever used that word whenever he talked with Grogu and you knew exactly why he was bringing it up now. “You’re my little girl aren’t you? My filthy, pretty little ad’ika who can’t fucking control herself and marked me up like she has the right...like she owns me.” Din watches as your expression softens a bit at his last admission and he trails his gaze down your nose until he is only focusing on your lips.

You can’t help but also stare at his lips and Din uses the brief moment of distraction to unbutton your pants and slip his hand into your panties, humming in approval when he feels the wet fabric scratch deliciously at his knuckles. You gasp when you feel his fingers softly rubbing your slit and as you look into his dark brown eyes, Din slips two fingers into your wet cunt and stops.

“Fuck, you’re so wet ad’ika, so warm and wet and ready for me.” He nudges his fingers deeper into he finds the spot that makes you see stars. You know immediately what he wants to do and reach for his arms as he grows closer to you. When they begin to get in the way, Din takes hold of the cuffs and raises them high above your head until the cuffs are glued to the wall. He can’t stop from smiling down at you, all stretched out and ready to be thoroughly fucked. But he doesn’t give in just yet.

“Din it’s...you’ll get dirty. I- I don’t want you to-”

“I don’t fucking care,” he growls as he leans down and bites shoulder again, moaning against your skin when he feels your cunt clench around him. “That’s it, open up for me...let me make you feel good. I- I want you to scream my name sweetheart, scream my name as you make a mess of me. Please...I need it, need- maker...need you to drench me again.” His words twist something inside of you and you lean back as he moves his thick fingers in and out of you until you feel that familiar pressure all over again.

“Oh Din...your fingers f-feel so- so good.”

“That’s right ad’ika, only I get to touch you. Only I get to watch you come undone...only I get to wear your scent, your beautiful fucking wet scent. I- I won’t wash this armor sweet girl, not when you’ve marked it...marked me, this much. Go on, be a good girl and make a mess of me. Let me walk around with the smell of you etched on my fucking beskar.” You whimper at the filthy whispers Din breathes against you and just as you’re about to come, Din grabs your pants along with your damp panties and pushes them as far down as he could. You bite into your lower lip as he tries to push his digits deeper into you, and when you finally manage to turn and look at him, you hold your breath as you see the way he’s looking at you, into you.

“Cum for me. Now.”

The quiet order, along with the pace of his touches, breaks you and you force yourself to not shut your eyes as your pussy throbs around his fingers, a wave of euphoria washing over you so swiftly you think you’ll faint. Din momentarily turns his attention to your heat once again and he hisses when he feels you coming on his hand just as you squirt on his beskar and the floor of the ship. You’re unable to form a coherent sentence as Din refuses to slow down and your eyes water again when the hold he has on your waist becomes more painful than before.

“Maker...you’re perfect.” Din kisses your neck as he finally decides to slow down but the way he continues to rub your clit with his palm does little to calm your nerves and you don’t realize how much you’re shaking until everything quiets down and all that you can hear is the sound of Din’s heavy breathing and your own heaving and sniffling. You wince when he fully removes his hand from you and helps you out of your pants and shoes. He takes a step back and groans when he sees how spent and ruined you look as you stand on your tiptoes and try to calm down.

As you try to catch your breath, Din unlocks both cuffs and throws them aside, reaching down and grabbing your ass so he could support your weight against him. You jump on instinct and moan when you feel the cold beskar against your skin as Din grinds into your soaked heat. He doesn’t waste another moment, diving in and claiming your lips until he could feel your teeth nipping at his tongue. He makes sure he has a good grip on you before he moves to the refresher and as soon as the two of you are standing in front of it, he pushes a code into the pad and unlocks the door. You pull away for a moment to look into his eyes, the silence of your gaze knocking the breath out of him as you hide into his neck. It takes but a second for Din to realize that he shouldn’t try to push your limits any further for the night.

His touches grow softer as he carefully sets you down on the floor of the refresher. Din can see you’re shivering from the cold room and makes quick work of his clothes and armor, choosing to leave his boxer briefs on so you wouldn’t think of anything else. He leans down and taps twice on your shoulders so you could raise them above your head. As you do, you look everywhere else but him and the gesture is a little too raw for Din because as he strips you down to nothing, he’s leaning down and kissing your forehead until he feels you relax in his arms.

When he’s satisfied with your slowing heart rate, he stands up and turns on the water, making sure to stand in front of you and block you from the cold water until it turns warm. Even though he doesn’t particularly enjoy it, he turns the hot water just a little further, knowing how much you preferred it when it struck your skin.

Grabbing the bar of soap you bought from the last hunt, Din sits down and rests his back against the cold metal of the wall before pulling you towards him.

“Come to me mesh’la.” His voice is much more controlled and mellow than minutes before and you melt back into him as soon as his skin comes into contact with yours. You rest your back against his shoulder and sigh heavily when his hands begin to massage your arms. The scent of flowers hits your nostrils in seconds, making you relax even more as the soap washes away any trace of what you and Din had just done.

Din kisses your shoulder and neck as he rubs the soap on your chest and stomach, keeping his touches as appropriate as possible to distract himself from the hardening issue he was struggling with. Although he prefers you all sweaty and dirty, he makes sure to wash every inch of you, knowing that you probably needed to feel clean after...after what he’s done.

He pushes your back until you’re leaning forward far enough for him to wash your back as well. His breath hitches when he sees evidence of his touches on your skin from previous nights. Some of them have turned a light blue color while others were still purple.

Fuck. He didn’t know his grip was this harsh. He was a little guilty for bruising your skin, your lovely, beautiful, gorgeous skin. But the more he saw as he rubbed the soap over your back, the more pride he felt in his chest at the knowledge that he was the only one allowed to mark you.

“D-din…” You moan his name when he pulls you back into his chest and you feel his hands descend lower to wash your thighs. You think that he’s going to touch you where you ache for him but when he focuses on your thighs, you realize that he wasn’t going to go anywhere near your throbbing cunt.

“I’m here sweet girl, let me take care of you.” His whispers are laced with promises and affection and you’re not sure what to make of it. He’s never been this intense, this touch-starved, even this controlling. There’s something about the events of the night that tug at your heart and you wish you could ask him what has changed all of a sudden. But you don’t, instead repeating his words from earlier over and over again as he continues to wash you.

He told you, although indirectly, that you had the right to...to mark him, to own him. He begged you to drench him so everyone would know that he’s yours. That you’re his.

“Din please,” overcome with emotions, you slap the bar of soap away from him and use his surprise to your advantage, quickly turning around and holding onto his broad shoulders as you straddled his thighs.

“Ner ka'rta, we don’t have t-” Din keeps his hands to himself as he feels you rub yourself on his clothed cock. You instantly cut him off, molding your lips with his in a bruising kiss until his arms wrapped around your back. When you knew you had him, you pulled away and laid kisses across his handsome features. He was a moaning mess in no time and when you took hold of his chin and pushed it back, Din felt like he was travelling through the stars, the rough nips you were leaving across the jugular of his neck making him notice just how needy you were.

The hot water cascaded down your back as you assaulted Din’s skin and when you felt him grab your waist and begin to move you across of him, you knew he wasn’t going to deny you from what you wanted. Needed. Craved.

“I need you...now, please Din. I need to feel you inside me.”

“But-”

“Please? Oh maker, I- you said...you said you’d give me your cock if I wanted. And I do. I want you, I want your cock. I- you promised. I- I’ll do anything.” The sound of your desperate pleas sends a shiver down his spine and Din nods frantically just before you pull him out of his briefs.

“You- you’ve done enough for me cyar’ika. So so much. And I- I...oh-” Din throws his head back and shuts his eyes as soon as you lower yourself on his hard cock. He thinks he’s going to cum right then and there, but then you’re moving on top of him and squeezing him so tightly and he realizes that he needed to feel more of you. You cry out his name over and over again as he twitches against your tight walls, and when his eyes snap wide open and look at you, you can’t help but lean forward and bite into his shoulder to keep some semblance of control.

“S-sweet girl...lovely girl, tell me you’re mine.”

The short request causes you to falter in your pace but Din decides to take over again, wrapping his arms around you as he begins to move you on top of him.

“I- I’m yours Din, I’m yours. No one else can fuck me like you, n-no one can kiss me and touch me and take care of me like you...gods, you’re amazing. And you’re mine,” Din groans when he hears the last of your words and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck as you continue to whisper sweet things to him.

“You hear that Din...you’re mine. You- you belong to me, you touch only me...you, oh maker, you fuck only me. This cunt is yours baby and your cock was made for it. Made for me. You l-love only me. Right Din? P-please I’m...already so close. Tell me Din because you know...know that I love you. I love you. No one else. J-just you-”

Din is sure he might be suffocating you with how hard he’s hugging you right now but he doesn’t seem to notice because all he can hear is your declarations of love and commitment. Neither of you have ever come close to being this intimate but his earlier actions apparently unlocked something in the two of you.

You loved him. Even though he could be kinder, and was definitely too broken. You still loved him.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum. P-pfassk...I love you mesh’la. Only you...always you.” Din comes with a cry when he feels your nails digging into his back and he growls as his cock throbs inside you until he’s filled you with his cum. But he doesn’t stop, instead maintaining his pace just to see you fall apart one last time. It’s all too much and not enough, and he’s already oversensitive from coming but he has only himself to blame considering how much he edged himself the entire day. When he hears your gasps turn quieter, he knows you’re close and slithers his hand between your bodies to flick your clit. You moan into his shoulder as you quickly peak one last time, the touch of his fingers reminding you of what he’s done earlier and in a matter of seconds, you’re clenching around him so hard to the point where you’re not sure if you’re experiencing pain or pleasure.

Neither of you say anything as you slowly return to yourselves. When Din moves to try and turn the water off, you accidentally dig your nails deeper into his shoulder and make him hiss.

“S-sorry.” The small apology does something to Din and he decides that he needs to do this now and not when the two of you are in his cot. Twisting his hand into your hair, Din pulls it back until you’re forced to look at him. You stare at each other for what feels like hours before you lean forward and kiss him. It’s much slower and kinder than the earlier kisses and you smile when Din unintentionally thrusts into you. He pulls away and returns your expression when he sees how genuine it is.

“I think I should be the one apologizing ad’ika.”

You know what he’s referring to and you think that perhaps he’s beginning to feel more guilt at what he’s done but you brush it aside with a joke so he knew there was nothing of concern.

“Not sure what you’re talking about Din,” you leave a quick peck on his nose as you rest your cheek on his chest and hug him tightly. He recognizes what you’re doing right away and decides to not fight you, instead maneuvering you off of him to shut the water off. You try to stand but your legs give out immediately. Forutrantly for you, Din is there to catch you and he ignores your complaints as he carries you out of the refresher and into his room. You watch as he brings two towels and proceeds to dry you off, handing you the other one to dry your hair. You giggle when he almost stubs his toe as he comes back with a set of new clothes.

Din ignores your comments when you ask him why he was handing you one of his long sleeve shirts instead of your own, quickly putting on a pair of boxers before throwing the towels back into the refresher. When he comes back, you’re already comfortable and warm in his bed, the sight of you sniffing his pillows causing him to think of a multitude of thoughts. He brushes them all aside when you make room for him and ask him to come to you.

As he slithers underneath the covers, you waste no time and move closer to him until you’re sure you’re touching every inch of his skin.

“Are you okay mesh’la?” Although you know what he’s referring to by that question, you don’t bring up the topic, instead nuzzling into his chest. The sigh of content you hear tells you that he’s not overthinking what happened too much, and it signals for you to do the same because even though you never expected the day’s events, you can’t help but admit to yourself that one thing which you know Din will bring up when the two of you have properly rested.

As strange and sudden as it was, Din’s treatment of you turned you on.

Translations:

Mesh'la - beautiful

Cyar'ika - beloved

Ad'ika - little one

Ner ka'rta - my heart or my soul

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum - I love you

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JEDI: FALLEN ORDER Cal and BD-1 checking on each other 💙

Bo-Katan + character development

He’s a 10 but he doesn’t get any vitamin D 😔

First and foremost, a huge thank you @tibbietibbs for making this wonderful moodboard for my fic. I hope my story is a least somewhat good in comparison.

A Little Help

Rating: Explicit 18+ NSFW

Words: 6k

Summary

Boba gently grabbed your arms, the rough leather of his gloves setting your skin aflame, “How do you want us to help you, little one?” his voice deep and commanding.

“Both of you,” you moan, “I want both of you, t-to help me” you let out a louder cry as your core tightened around nothing, your body reacting from your words alone. You felt your cheeks flush from embarrassment as you stared at the two mandalorians before you.

Tags/Warnings: Sex Pollen, Consensual sex after exposure to sex pollen, MMF, slight MM, PinV, Unprotected Sex, Slight degrading talk,

A/N: Thank you for everyone's support. I had this scenario playing in my head for a while and figured I would get these lovely thoughts in writing. I mean, who doesn't fantasize about these two sexy bucket-heads?

Taglist: @ahoeformando

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You had messed up badly, like you were prone to being a bit of a klutz but this time was bad. You were currently on the floor of your room that you and Din had shared since coming aboard the Slave I, your pants and chest binding on the floor as you shook in just a long shirt and very wet pair of panties. Your body tingled all over, everytime your shirt rubbed against your hardened nipples it sent your core into a throbbing frenzy.

Early today, you had gone into town, much against the orders of both Boba and Din but you were going crazy on the ship. You hadn’t planned on staying out long, just grab a few things for your two favourite bucket heads to enjoy and that was it. It wasn’t your fault that you could never say no to sweet smelly things and turn down a smile from a Twi’lek as she offered you a new blended tea.

“The flowers are from the farest parts of the galaxy,” she told you as she offered you another cup.

“It is extremely difficult to find and very sought after.”

You could see why, it was delicious and the flowers turned the water a beautiful dark pink, something you had never seen before.

Walking back to the ship your body started to warm up as the lightest touches from the breeze were making you shiver. Your mind was already on Din and Boba and what you were going to cook for them for the evening. Thoughts of them turned to images of their hands groping you underneath your shit. One of them shedding you of your pants as they would slam you onto the table and take turns claiming you.

“What is wrong with me?” you groaned as you stumbled back into the ship. “Maybe I just need a nap.” Your purchases laid forgotten in the hallway of the ship as you went to lie down.

As the day progressed,the nap hardly worked, your fantasies became worse. You tried to soothe the ache by getting yourself off but it only seemed to fuel the fire inside of you. You leaned your sweat drenched forehead against the cool metal walls. You could no longer control your whimpers as you moaned Din and Boba’s name as you kept coming undone.

This was how the two mandalorians found you. They had returned early and were immediately concerned when they saw the food thrown on the floor and heard your loud whimpers through the door.

“Mesh’la what happened?” Din was the first one to find you, as you were leaning up against the wall.

You looked up at him, your body glistening with sweat, as you had your hand down your panties.

“Din, s-something is happening to me. Everything is so warm.”

You hit your head against the wall frustrated as you felt another build up as you tried to ignore it. With weak legs you stood up and immediately fell into Din’s arms, moaning out a ‘yes’ when you felt your body against the cool beskar.

Boba was right next to Din, “What did you do in town?” he demanded, the rich deep baritone of his voice went straight to your core.

“I-I went to pick up something for dinner tonight and I had some tea,” you looked up at Din embarrassed, as you peeled yourself off of him, leaning against the door frame.

You couldn’t bear to look Boba in the eyes as you answered, you rarely saw Boba without his helmet but when he was it was always a beautiful sight. His brown eyes were still young and filled with wonder while his body told another story. You knew at this moment though he was quite mad at you.

Boba roughly grabbed your chin to force you to look up “What kind of tea?”

“I, I don’t know. The Twi’lek she gave it t-to me. It was pink and really sweet. It was really gooooddd.” you emphasized the last word as your clouded brain realized how close he was to you.

“Dank Farrik!”

“What is wrong?” Din asked, concerned.

“It seems like our little one has gone out and gotten herself drugged.”

You gasped, insulted by the accusation “I did not! I didn't take anything...I swear!”

“Oh but you did. I know exactly what kind of floral tea you are talking about. You stupid girl, I told you not to go into town on this backwater planet.”

Boba’s words hurt you, like really hurt you. Why did you care what he said or thought? You never did before.

You tried to swallow your tears as you looked up at him.

“You were given a very potent aphrodisiac,” Boba spoke a little calmer as he took pity on you as you pathetically tried to stand upright, ““I’ve seen this before with the workers in brothels when they were forced upon disgusting clients.”

“I-I’m sorry,” you fumbled, teetering between pleasure and embarrassment, “i didn’t know,” you whimpered.

Boba sighed, stroking your hair, you cooed as you leaned into his touch, his warm hand was soothing the ache slightly,

“I know, princess.”

“How do we help her?” Din chimed in.

“The only way to lessen the effects of the drug is for her to have it fucked out of her”

Boba was a true poet. Din choked, “E-excuse me?”

“Whoever takes this drug or pollen, if you will, becomes unable to control their physical desires, it will be extremely painful if that release is not sought.”

“No,it can’t be that bad!” you gasped, clinging onto the door frame, ”I’ll be ok. I just need to sleep it off.”

“Princess, I’ve seen the effects this pollen has on people who don’t have their needs met,” Boba walked closer to you as did Din. You could swear you could feel the heat of both their bodies near you. You bit your lip, as you tried not to look at them, paying attention to their gloved hands. An image of them trailing their hands all over you as they whispered words of praise in your ears. You slid your hand over your sensitive breast and down to your panties.

“It hurts. Din, Boba, I am sorry it hurts so much.” you never knew that this kind of pleasure could become so painful. Every nerve ending on your body was working in overdrive, demanding to be touched.

“Can you help me?”

Din stuttered under his helmet, he sounded so cute right now, “H-help, I am not-”

“We can help you little one, but I need you to tell us that you mean it.” Boba gently grabbed your arms, the rough leather of his gloves setting your skin aflame. “We will not do anything unless we have your consent, we cannot take advantage of you like that.

Your chest swelled, who knew Boba would care enough about you like that. You and Din had joined Boba when you were both at your lowest. The child had been taken and he took you aboard to help you find him. Fast forward to Grogu now being with the Jedi and Din not sure how take being the ruler of Mandalore, you two would join Boba on some of his hunts to get a sense of some weird normalcy.

“I...I want it,” you palmed your face, hiding your shame,

Boba gently grabbed your arms, the rough leather of his gloves setting your skin aflame, “Is that the pollen talking or you, sweetheart.?” his voice deep and commanding.

“Me,” you mumbled, “I’ve...I’ve wanted both of you for some time.” You took in a deep breath as you looked up at the two bucket-heads, “You two are very important to me,” you confessed, tears once again threatening to fall. Gods you were a mess.

“You are clearly important to us both, princess.” Boba took over, looking at Din, “And it isn’t like we haven’t discussed it before?” He grinned at you, winking.

“Mesh’la…” Din started

Boba was rubbing his hands over your arms, you purred slightly as the ache became more bearable.

You squealed, covering your eyes. Flashbacks of you three after a long night of drinking spotchka, you letting your walls come down as you would openly flirt with both, Din and Boba playing along. The night would always end with you in either one of their beds but like true gentlemen.

“Now, what do you want?” he demanded again.

“Both of you,” you moan, “I want both of you, t-to help me” you let out a louder cry as your core tightened around nothing, your body reacting from your words alone. You felt your cheeks flush more from embarrassment.

“Cyar'ika I need to hear you say it,again” Boba gripped your chin as you clenched your thighs together trying to lessen the ache, “Do you want us both to take care of you?” You could see a glint of arousal in his eyes as he looked down at you.

You quickly looked at Din, your eyes trying to read his body language. All coherent thought was gone, all you wanted right now was them out of their armour and on you.

You noticed the familiar motion of him adjusting the front of his flight suit

“Yes…” you whimpered,

“Yes what, sweetie?” Din growled, gripping your thigh, kneading your soft flesh.

“Yes, please!” you cried, your body shaking. You felt yourself heating up, you knew your panties were definitely ruined at this point, the pollen working it’s magic on you.

“Get on the bed. Now.” Boba ordered, shoving you towards your cot.

Your legs couldn’t make you move fast enough as you settled on the bed, leaning on your elbows for leverage.

“I believe these are in the way, sweetie.” Boba stated as he forced the long shirt off of you and pulled your panties down. He couldn’t help but grin when he saw the string of your wetness clinging to your panties as he removed them.

You were completely vulnerable and naked in front of the two armoured mandalorians.

Boba and Din took a moment to soak up the sight before them. Your skin was flushed, breasts perkier and nipples more erect than before and the glistening wetness between your legs, all for their eyes to see.

Boba’s mouth was the first on you. His kiss was dominant and passionate. You cupped his face feeling the rough scars along his skin, moaning enjoying the first tastes of him.

Boba stopped the kiss, smiling at you, “I believe this is going to be fun for all of us, don’t you think, little one?”

He kissed along your neck, down to your chest before taking a nipple in his mouth, twirling his tongue around the nib.

Din had finally removed his helmet and was on the other side of you claiming your other bud.

All you could do was watch both men suckle on you, as you felt one of their hands trail to your core rubbing your wetness on the outside of your lips and stroking your clit.

Your senses went into overdrive. “There! Yes!”

Boba released your bud, he grabbed Din’s hand and placed it on the one that wasn't in his mouth. He looked up at you without a word as he slid down between your legs.

“If you like my mouth before,” he took a long lick at your core, “Let’s see how you find this?”

You yelled when you felt his lips around your clit. His lips were a little rough from being out in the sun all the time but Maker, his tongue. His tongue was warm and so wet as he licked your folds.

Din’s mouth had trailed up to your neck at this point, he had left a few marks already as his mouth grabbed your earlobe, “I bet you taste delicious, hrm?”

You smirked at him, catching his lips with yours. You had one hand on Boba’s head, trying to push him closer to you as his tongue teased at your opening.

“You know. I-I’ve never done that before,” Din said sheepishly.

Boba stopped immediately much to your displeasure, he ignored your pleading nooooo.

He didn’t leave you entirely empty as he kept his fingers on you, “We are changing that immediately, Din. The ruler of Mandalore cannot know how, especially if she is going to be your riduur.”

“What! No, guys come on,” you moaned, “Please stop teasing each other.”

“It-it is true,” Din whispered, “Boba and I talked about it, there really isn’t anyone that could compare to you.”

You felt your chest tighten, as you smiled, cupping his face running your hands along his stubble. “I feel the same about both of-”

“Din, get over here and eat this poor girl out.”

“Din...your tongue is so soft,” you arched, gripping his curls as he continues to lick your clit. “Fuck, we should’ve done this a long time ago.”

Din quickly settled next to Boba as his head was now between your thighs. Your breathing increased as you felt his warm breath teasing you wetness. With his eyes on you, he brought his mouth to your folds, his tongue experimenting with this new softness and taste.

You allowed him to take his time as he explored every part of you and finally reached your clit, stroking the red bud.

You felt Din smirk against your inner thigh, his stubble slightly tickling you.

“She isn’t going to break,” Boba instructed as he stroked your clit when Din had stopped,

“You don’t want to keep her on edge all evening.” He looked up at you with a small smirk, “That will be for another time.”

You rolled your head back, pushing your hips closer towards them.

“Experiment, our lovely princess is clearly enjoying what you are doing.”

Din looked up at you as his mouth encircled your clit again as he interested two fingers inside of you as Boba had done prior. His fingers were just as rough and his movements were greedy.

“Fuck...Din, you look so…” you gripped his hair again as you felt his fingers brush up against that sweet spot that Boba had found before.

You gasped feeling the cold beskar of Boba’s armour against your back as he laid you against him.

“How is he doing?” Boba whispered in your ear, nipping your lobe roughly. His hands were cupping your heavy breasts, one hand playfully tugging on your nipple. “Are you enjoying us playing with you?” He nipped at your neck leaving a nice red mark.

Between Boba’s touches and Din’s mouth on your cunt you quickly felt your first climax quickly approaching.

You tried to suppress a moan, nodding your head. Boba gripped your hair, exposing your neck to him more. Din’s nose had roughly bumped your clit and your core felt fuller as he tested a third finger.

“Oh no, little one,” snarled Boba “You are going to let us know loud and clear how we are making you feel.” he nipped your neck again, “Understand?”

The pain from the hair pull and Din not letting up, your toes started to curl and if it weren’t for Din holding you down you would have raised your hips. “Oh god...Yes! Yes!”

Your grip on Din tightened as your other arm was wrapped around Boba’s neck as you came.

Your core clamped down on Din’s fingers as your body spasmed. Din did not relent as Boba cooed in your ear on how much a good girl you had been for finally coming.

You whimpered and twitched as Din continued to overstimulate you. After one final lick, he finally crawled up to you, his chin and lips wet from your juices, “You were beautiful, cyar'ika,” He then kissed you roughly as you tasted yourself on your lips.

“I do believe we are wearing too much,” announced Boba. Din pulled away, kissing down your body as he got off the foot of the bed. You collapsed on the pillows as Boba left you as well.

You giggled as you watched both Mandalorians remove their armour in almost identical fashion. They slowly started to expose more of themselves. Din was slightly taller, as Boba was wider. Both were covered in various scars and cuts and you couldn’t wait to kiss each one of them.

Once placing their armour, they turned around to look at you, your legs were splayed open, two fingers in your cunt. The pollen had clearly not let up at all and your body needed another release quickly.

You grinned widely and moaned as you admired both naked men before you. Their cocks already erect and weeping; Din’s was slightly longer while Boba’s was definitely wider. Your mouth watered at the idea of tasting both of them.

“See something you like, little one?” teased Boba. You grinned as you got on your hands and knees crawling before them. Sitting on your feet you used both hands to grasp both their cocks. Your visual assessment was correct as you felt both of them in your hand. You stroked them, lubricating their cocks with their own precum that dripped from their weeping heads.

You had not forgotten about Boba as you continued to stroke his cock.

“This is about you, mesh’la,” groaned Din as he tried to remain composed, “We are here to make you feel good.”

“I want this,” you said confidently, you leaned over to Din, looking up at him as you kissed the swollen head, “I want to see you both come undone all because of this sweet mouth you tell me that you love so much.” Your eyes remained on him as you took him in your mouth. You were not able to fully swallow Din immediately, but you sure as hell tried..

Din moaned,playing with your hair, “Fuck, ngh, your mouth. Yes, right there!” he jerked his hips forward as your tongue stroked under his shaft. The motion of his hips caused you to gag as the head of his cock buried in your throat.

“What a good little cocksucker she is,” Boba praised as he watched your cheeks hollowed, sucking on Din harder, “Such a good little slut, making sure we are taken care of.”

He gripped your hair and pulled you off of Din’s cock, “My turn.”

You whimpered as he guided you to his cock, forcing the head through your lips. Your mouth ached from adjusting to his wide girth, as Boba chose the pace. He was much rougher than Din, you felt your cunt juices trickle down your leg as he picked up the pace.

“Careful,” groaned Din, as he had his first wrapped around his cock, stroking himself as he watched your mouth get used.

“She will let me know,” Boba breathed, forcing you to look up at him, “Won’t you pretty girl?” You tried to nod your head as drool dribbled down your chin, your eyes welling and your throat trying hard not to gag again. You did not plan on stopping anytime soon, you didn’t want to disappoint the famous Boba Fett.

Feeling guilty about Din, you sloppily tried to grab at his cock but Boba slapped your hand away,

“I’ve got him, princess.” Your eyes widened as Boba’s hand encircled Din’s length and started to stroke his shaft vigorously. Din’s hips stuttered, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as his thrusts tried to match Boba’s strokes. He looked at Boba with a heated gaze, “Boba, what-”

“You aren’t too hard on the eyes yourself, Mando,” Boba cheekily stated, your mouth still not forgotten as he lazily dragged his cock into your mouth. Your hand was now between your thighs as you plunged two fingers into your folds as you watched the arousing scene in front of you.

Boba heard you moan as he removed you from his rod, “Little one, you will not be taking care of yourself tonight or any other night for that matter.”

You were looking up at him, hair sticking to your forehead, mouth sore but lips plump from the abuse.

“Turn around. Hands and knees.”

Your head was cloudy as your body began to burn up. Boba denying you another orgasm was not helping your plight. Your body shook as you held yourself in the position he demanded.

Boba was already behind you, he stroked the swell of your ass, his fingers brushing against your entrance.

“I am going first, princess.” he slapped your ass, emitting a yelp from you.

“What do you say, cyar'ika?,” Din cooed as he stroked along your back before settling on the bed, his legs at the sides of your arms. He hooked your chin and roughly kissed you. This kiss was possessive, like he owned you and laid claim to you. You weren’t sure if it was the pollen playing tricks on you but Din was becoming more forceful as the night wore on. You cried when he pulled away. He squeezed your cheeks, waiting for an answer.

“Well?”

You panted as you turned to look at Boba, the bulbous head of his cock prodding at your entrance. “Please Boba, fuck me.”

Boba slid in a little further, you gasped feeling your walls already stretching to accommodate him

“I think you can ask better than that,” He slowly pulled you, you tried to reach back for him to keep him close to you. Your chest squeezed from the immense arousal you were feeling.

“Please fill me with your cock,” you urged, wiggling your hips, your ass jiggling. “Make this pussy yours.”

“Oh darling,” Boba pushed halfway in, your breath hitching quickly trying to adjust to his girth. “I fully intend to.” He bottomed out into you. His pubic mound resting on your ass. You cried out when you felt the throb of his cock. “What a perfect fit.”

Boba’s thrusts were gentle and slow at first to help you adjust to his size but you knew Boba’s gentle side didn’t stay around for long. With bruising strength he grabbed your hips and proceeded to pound into you.

You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore as you collapsed onto Din, you were weeping loudly with every harsh thrust. You were on a fine line between pain and pleasure and Boba knew how to keep you there.

“Look at you,” Din cooed, stroking your hair, his other hand stroking his weeping cock, “Taking his cock so well, how does he feel?”

“What don’t you find out for yourself later, Din?”

You inhaled sharply as your cunt tightened around him more, pulling him towards the depths of your core as the sinful images flashed before your eyes.

“Well, well Din. Our little innocent princess has a very dark and dirty side, don’t you?” He playfully smacked your ass as you sobbed into Din’s thigh.

“Din, I-I’m. No-”

Din shushed you, stroking your cheek, “It is ok, I know how you can make it up to us,” he then guided your mouth to his shimmering cock. You greedily licked the tip as you tried to shove his entire length into your mouth. You were a moaning, wet mess. The vibrations from your moans sent shivers up Din’s back as he had to stop you multiple times so as to not finish in your mouth.

“Such a good slut for us. Taking both of our cocks so well.” Din would kill anyone who would bring pain unto you but seeing you an incoherent mess, while Boba used you as he pleased, was stirring something inside of him that he wanted to release unto you.

You were close, so close. You pushed yourself back up, turning to look at Boba. His eyes were on you, the sounds coming from your actions were dirty and raw and you never wanted it to stop.

“Boba, I am close, so close.”

“Cum sweetie, let me feel you come undone around my cock.”

The mix of Boba hitting that very special spot inside of you and his filthy words sent him over the edge as you cried out his name. You trembled around him, your vision becoming white as you experienced one of the hardest climaxes of your life.

“That’s our good, little one,” Boba’s thrusts were becoming more erratic as he was reaching his peak as well, “Where do you want my seed, princess?”

“Inside,” you croaked, “I want you to fill me up.”

You looked down at Din who was currently playing with your breasts as he trailed wet kisses on any part of you he could reach.

Boba let out a loud grunt as stilled inside of you, ropes of his seeds coating your walls.

“Din, oh fuck! Boba you’re filling me up hgnnn” your body was bursting with a surprise climax as you collapsed into Din’s arms.

He cradled you as you took all that Boba had to offer. Boba remained inside you, feeling the mixture of your juices start to flow out. Slowly pulling out and keeping your ass up high, he took two fingers and pushed his release back into you.

You groaned, your body sore but it still screamed for you to continue.

“Suck.” demanded Boba as he shoved his fingers in your mouth forcing you to taste yourself mixed with his seed. You hummed in pleasure as you licked his fingers cleaned, all the while staring up at Din as you were still in his lap.

Din was breathing just as heavy as you were; you just wanted to take care of him and make him feel good. A sinful thought crossed your mind as you released Boba’s fingers with a ‘pop’ you immediately went to kiss Din. Your tongues dancing as you wanted Din to have a taste for himself.

All throughout Boba did not let his hands off of, rubbing small circles on your back,

“Little one, I believe it is Din’s turn to take care of you, hrm?”

You released your lips from Din’s as you looked into his soft brown eyes. You saw the same spark you saw when you first looked into them but something was also very different. His pupils were blown out and darker, as he started at your post orgasmic face and body.

“Din, please, I need to feel you too. I don’t want to stop.”

Din smirked and patted your cheek, “On your back, sweet heart, I want to see you as I wreck this pussy of yours.”

Din and Boba had switched positions as you were turned onto your back. You were nestled between Boba’s legs, body flushed against his as Din took his place in front of you. He forced your legs open as he admired your red swollen lips and the bud of your clit. He continued up your body to your breasts which Boba was currently cupping, rolling your hardened peaks between his fingers as he whispered dirty nothing in your ears.

All the while you were squirming looking at Din, your eyes begging him to take you as you parted your legs even wider.

Din didn’t wait any further as he aligned himself at your entrance and with one smooth thrust was fully sheathed inside of you.

You both moaned together at the sensation of your bodies throbbed in unison. You instinctively grasped Din’s arms as you felt him reach your depths. He knew you were well prepared as he instantly started a rough rhythm of thrusts.

“So good,” he moaned as he pulled your hips closer to him, “Still so tight for me, taking me so well, baby.”

You cried out, as you tried to mirror his movements.

“Aren’t we lucky, Din?” Boba asked, kissing the crown of your head. “Come on mesh’la i know you can take him even deeper.”

With his strong arms, he hooked his hands under your knees and pulled your bent legs to your chest, opening yourself more for Din.

“Oh fuck,” you cried, “I can’t! I can’t!” The new position was delicious, Din was able to settle even closer to you, his body rubbing against your clit with each deepened thrust.

Boba held you down as you started to shake and squirm, partially trying to run away from the absurd amount of pleasure you were feeling. You screamed Din’s name as you came violently, you felt a new wave of wetness that you never felt before as you coated Din’s lower body.

You covered your face, sobbing, embarrassed from what just transpired. Din noticed and couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh sweetie, I didn’t know I was that good.” his fingers wiping up a bit of the mess you made.

He leaned down to capture your lips with his as you continued to quietly sob. The mix of embarrassment and fiery lust that pollen was still forcing upon you was too much.

Breaking the kiss, he rested his forehead against yours, stroking away the tears, “You have no idea how beautiful you look right now,” he sighed as he recommenced his movements.

You nearly screamed as he continued his rhythm. One of Boba’s hands was still on your breast as the other had cupped Din’s chin, forcing to look up at him, “Doesn’t her pussy feel wonderful? The way she just grips your cock and tries to milk every last drop out of you.”

Din grunted and nodded, as he allowed Boba to manhandle him. Boba pulled him into a kiss, as he twisted your nipple. You heard Din’s breath hitch as his movements stuttered. You watched this as you were below both men.

Boba was clearly in control as he was now gripping Din’s hair deepening the kiss. You could hear both their moans over the blood pounding in your ears.

“Fuck...that’s hot,” you stated as you felt your climax approaching again.

They broke the kiss to look down at you, Boba grinning like he had won some secret bet,

“Don’t worry, princess, this is still about you. Din, make her cum like she did before.”

Din didn’t need to be told twice as he increased his pace. It wasn’t long until you were crying out again, squirting over his thighs as he called out your name, bottoming out and cumming deeply inside of you.

All three of you took a moment as you took in the feeling of Din’s cum inside you, Boba’s warm, large body against you. You felt his hardness once again against your back. You truly died and had gone to heaven.

The moment quickly passed as you felt the familiar ache as waves of arousal crashed down on you.

“It still hurts, like nothing helps?” you sobbed, grinding your thighs together.

You didn’t know how much longer they could go on or how much more you could take.

“I want both of you inside me.” you announced. Din looked at you confused, as Boba chuckled.

“Are you sure, baby?”

You groaned, rubbing your body against him as you covered your face “Ivebeenwantingitforawhile.” you blurted out.

“Oh sweetie, all you had to do was ask.”

Boba looked up at Din as he finally understood what you were asking. “If you don’t mind Din, you may want to be the first to take her like this.”

Boba forced you to move as you were now straddling his hips. Boba took this moment to fully take you in. Your eyes were wet from the tears that had fallen, your lips were plump and red and you were still breathing heavily from the last orgasm. He stroked your face, “Beautiful,” was all he said as he readjusted our position.

“Now, let’s get you ready hrm?”

You nodded as you aligned yourself along Boba’s hardened member as you easily slid over him, cursing his name as you did so.

“I-I am not sure.” Din stroked your back as he looked a little lost.

Boba grabbed Din’s hand and stuck two of his fingers in his mouth. You rocked against Boba as you watched his tongue wrap around Din’s fingers as he shifted his focus between Din and you.

With a loud pop, he guided Din’s hand to your lower back and at the entrance, “This should work, open her up.”

You gasped when you felt Din’s wet finger push through your opening. The initial feeling was a little painful but when Din started working you, you began to feel a sense of fullness you never felt before.

“Oh fuck, this is good,” you cursed, still rocking your hips slowly. “Din, just slow down a little...nghh more…”

Din pushed another finger through your ringed entrance.

“Oh sweetie, I can’t believe you were playing this innocent act this whole time and look at you now.” growled Boba as he slowly moved against you,“All you really wanted was to have your holes filled by our cocks. Isn’t that it?”

You bit your lip to the point where it bled, trying to suppress another scream.

“I think she is ready, don’t you Mando?” Boba stated as he was trying so hard not to just thrust up into you and started fucking you without giving Mando any time to enter you.

Din placed his legs outside of Boba’s as he was flushed against your back, “I am going to go slowly, ok? You tell us when you stop when you need you, understand?” You nodded quickly as all you wanted was to fill the fullness of Din inside you.

You moaned loudly when his head pushed through you. Boba was currently stroking your clit trying to have you focus on the pleasure of his hands.

You cried out when Din was halfway, collapsing on Boba who instantly wrapped his arms around you, shushing you, “You are doing so well, baby girl. Almost there, then we will make you feel amazing.”

“Fuck, you are so tight!” Din praised as he settled inside of you, waiting for your permission to move.

You were clinging onto Boba’s shoulders as you adjusted to the new sensation.

“I’m ok,” you whimpered, “I want you both to move.”

The first movements were sloppy and erratic as Boba and Din finally found their momentum.

You had never felt so full. You could feel both their cocks moving inside of you and it was heaven. They were both dragging their cocks out and slamming back into you.

“Fuck, don't stop. Use me. Please, I am yours!” you confessed as your climax was once again approaching

“Fuck Boba, I can’...I can feel you through-”

“Isn’t it amazing, Mando? Even with our little one being so needy so is making sure we feel just as good.”

“Boba...Din, I think I am going to cum. Please finish with me.”

Boba pulled you closer as he started to ram into you, Din leaned forward to increase his pace. You noticed for a split second you saw that with one hand, he grabbed Boba’s hand. You smiled lovingly as you nearly reached your peak.

“I am so close...I can’t….hold itttt!!!” you cried out as squeezed around both men inside of you as you reached your peak.

Almost in unison you heard Boba and Din grunt your name as the both painted your insides white. You groaned at the new feeling of fullness that they were able to achieve within you.

You collapsed against Boba, with Din on top of you. All three of you were a sweaty, panting wet mess. With that though you had noticed that the pain had finally subsided.

“Thank you,” you sobbed, as you kissed Boba’s chest and tried to turn around to get to Din.

Boba squeezed your thigh, “It is us who should be thanking you, princess.”

“We are just happy that we could make you feel so good,” Din said as he slowly slid out of you as he watched his seed leak out.

Boba gently lifted you up and laid you down next to him, “Wait here princess.”

Him and Din went to the freshers with a damp rag and a glass of water for you. Boba gently cleaned you up as Din helped you drink.

You laid back down, grinning from ear to ear from the afterglow of it all.

“Well you...two stay with me?” you asked, as you were already starting to doze off.

Boba was the first to enter the bed, pulling you close against him, “Always, princess.”

Din had dimmed the lights as he laid on the other side, wrapping an arm around your waist. You felt warm and safe with both boys surrounding and holding you. “As long as you will have us.”

You smiled at both of them thanking them with a long deep kiss before settling back into the pillows “Good, well expect to be here a long time,” you yawned, “Forever is kinda a long time.”

You felt the vibrations of laughter from both men as you finally fell asleep. The final feeling you felt was them kissing the top of your head, with words of promises that they will always be there for you lulling you into dreamland.

The Lesson - The Dagger

Pairing: Pero Tovar x (AFAB) Reader

Warning(s): 18 +, Dom Pero, object insertion, beginnings of references to breeding kink, cum tasting, cum sharing, unprotected sex (p in v), creampie...

Summary: You never expected an intimidating lodger to teach you the ways of pleasure…

Link to Master List

“Amor…you are incredible.”

Your eyes searched his face as your body slowly came down from its high. Pero was staring at you with such raw devotion, you felt as if more than just your body was bare before him. "Pero?" You questioned and he was quick to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.

You moaned into his mouth and clenched around his manhood, but Pero broke the kiss with a groan that bordered on pain and you looked at him fearfully. "Wha-" You started, but he cut you off with a shake of his head.

"Demasiado pronto, amor..." He grunted and pulled out despite your whimper of protest. "I need a moment...before I can fill you again, hermosa." He panted, resting his forehead against your shoulder.

"Oh..." You couldn't help your slightly despondent tone and flinched slightly at his responding bark of laughter, but were soothed when he brushed his nose affectionately against yours.

"Do not worry, I will not leave you unsatisfied." He smirked as he got up to stand before leaning down to press his lips to yours. Turning from you to search the room, you watched him closely. Your brow furrowed when he picked your dress up from the floor and withdrew your dagger's sheath from your pocket.

"Pero?" You questioned, but it turned into a gasp and then a distressed whimper when you felt his release begin to drip out of your sex and onto the bed below. You couldn't quite explain it, but the thought of not being full of him made your heart ache.

"Mierda..." Pero grunted, turning around quickly to find your tearful eyes focused on his seed spilling from you. He watched in amazement when you sniffled and clenched your sex to try to hold it in. "Tu serás mi muerte, amor..." He groaned as he grabbed the dagger from the table and blindly slipped it into the sheath as he made his way back to you.

He was hovering over your body within seconds, his fingers catching his seed to push it gently back inside you. "There..." He soothed and you moaned at the feeling, eagerly wrapping your arms around his neck as he captured your lips again. As one of his hands cupped your cheek to wipe your tears, the other withdrew from your sex.

You whimpered into the kiss at the emptiness, but it morphed into a shocked gasp at the feel of something cold and solid pressed against your entrance.

You felt him grin into the kiss as he eased the thick item into your sex and the shock of the temperature change had you instinctually clenching to keep the item out, but Pero was insistent as he filled you.

"Pero...wha-" You started to question when you broke the kiss, but your eyes widened upon seeing the distinctive etching on the sheath of your dagger sticking out from between your legs. "Pero!"

"Trust me, amor." He urged as the hilt of the dagger completely filled you. "Let me pleasure you until I can fill you again with my seed."

You dragged your gaze from between your legs to lock on his eyes and found yourself nodding before you could even begin to think. "Hermosa..." He warned and you gasped as he withdrew the dagger slightly before pushing it into you again.

"Yes...yes, Pero..." You breathed as the metal inside you began to warm. Pero leaned down to rest his forehead against yours as he carefully pulled the dagger almost completely out of you before starting up a steady rhythm as he watched your face.

Pero kept his eyes locked on yours as he pleasured you with the hilt of the dagger. With each forward push you could hear and feel his release being forced from your body and you whined at the loss, but the praises and promises to fill you again that he whispered into your mouth would settle you. Your hips moved with the pace he'd established and you could feel his manhood stiffening on your thigh as he drank your sounds of satisfaction straight from your lips.

"Please...Pero, please...I want you..." You panted into his mouth, letting your tongue slide out to lick his bottom lip as you reached out and took him in hand. Swiping your thumb over the tip to gather his seed, you spread it down the shaft and started pumping your hand at the same pace he was using on the dagger.

"Amor..." He growled and nipped at your lips as he pulled the dagger from your sex. Bringing the dripping metal up to your mouth, he watched you intently as he licked a stripe of your combined tastes off the hilt. Letting his gaze flit from your eyes to your lips, you leaned forward and licked at the dagger. You could feel Pero's lust filled groan through his chest as he sucked more of the taste off the weapon and pulled you into a fierce kiss to share it with you.

As his tongue slid along yours, he shifted his hips and pushed inside of you. You moaned into his mouth and wrapped your legs around his waist as he thrust deep into you. Breaking the kiss to suck in a breath, you turned and licked up more from the hilt before bringing your lips to his again. Pushing the taste into his mouth, you squeezed your legs tighter around him as his hips picked up speed.

By the time the hilt of the dagger was clean, your body was trembling with your impending release. "Pero!" You gasped as a particularly hard thrust pushed you over the edge and your entire body locked up as colors burst in front of your eyes.

Pero tossed the dagger onto the bed as your sex clenched around him. Gripping hard onto your hips, he thrust twice more before spilling deep inside you. You moaned as his hot seed coated your walls and he let his head rest on your bosom.

You both panted as your bodies slowly calmed and you lifted a shaking hand to brush his hair off his forehead. "Te amo...amor..." He murmured against your skin, slowly maneuvering your bodies so you could both fit comfortably on the bed and he could remain inside you.

"Te amo, Pero..." You whispered back as you rested your head on his chest and fell fast asleep.

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A/N: This was…not what I expected! But I hope it’s good all the same!! As always, comments and feedback are love!! (@kiwi-the-first I’m TOTALLY looking forward to your review!) If you have an idea, please send it in!! ALSO, if you guys want this one to continue, please send in some ideas!!

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@latenightsthoughtsnstuff brought up how the would boys sneak in to a sleepover and make sure you have a good time (but not get caught). Like you’re dating one of the boys and they have to see you. This is a topic I’m very passionate about.

Listen, Din is shy in public. But in private he’s…. naughty. He’d call you in that raspy voice, saying, “I need to see you, cyare.” And you know manz got it bad. He’s desperate and making up for lost time. I imagine the sleepover is kind of a campsite, with everyone in a forest around a campfire. You disappear into the woods for a little loving.

Obi-Wan would be way less assertive but kind of like “hey 👉👈 i’m here if u want”

The clones are SO used to sneaking around for this kind of stuff. They know how to be quiet after living in such close quarters and can get you off real quick. They’ve had way too much practice with this.

Boba is full on just kidnapping you for a dick appointment. You’re not coming back. “Bye guys ✌️” - you to your friends

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