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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. 

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