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Favourite Bucket Heads and Sex Toys

Summary: How each of our favourite mandaloarians react to coming across your little adult toys. Random drabbles that came across as I was busy writing another fic for you wonderful people.

Ps. Please forgive me as I typed this entirely on my phone. I tried to triple check for errors and formatting issues 💕

Rating: Explicit 18+

Warnings: Oral (F receiving) Use of Sex Toys(duh 😅) Unprotected Sex

Paz

-Paz, though not a fan of them,doesn't deny you the pleasure of using them but with one condition; he gets to watch

-he would have you on the floor, your naked body against his cold beskar armour his thick legs around you 

-he would have you splayed open in front of the full length mirror, forcing you to watch you play with yourself

-you would see yourself, your toy vibrating against you, your cunt dripping as he would twist your nipples reminding you he was there

-"Look at you, putting on a pretty little show for me," he'd praised, helmet still on as he voice sounds calm and controlled, though, he can't hide his raised codpiece up against your lower back

-you would moan that you only ever think of him, as you slide the vibrating toy inside of you, looking at him via the mirror

-the noises you make would be sinful as your pussy masks the vibrations ever so slightly but splashing your juices onto the floor before you

-Paz would press down on your abdomen, feeling the vibrations "You dirty girl, on the max setting hrm? Hoping to get off?"

-his large hands would tug on your hair as he wraps one hand around your neck, his hand fully encompasses your small neck as he squeezes gently

-You would wheeze as you ground your ass against his codpiece, your head, light from the slightly lack of oxygen, heat pooling through your body as you reach your climax

-you would warn him as he encourages  your release "Come for me, mesh'la, come for your riduur"

-he would hold you down as you come, crying his name and clamping around the toy, the wave and vibrations frying the circuits in your nerves as you chase your high and your body is already ramping up for another

-you would  try to pull the toy out but Paz would shove it back in, grinding his hand against your core, "You will come again, you got one more in you, I know you do."

-you would thrash and weep against his large hard body, claiming you can't handle another one but your body clearly had other plans

-gripping his arms, your body seizing as your mind fights your body as clench around the vibrating toy again, your entire body shakes as another wave of ecstasy crashes over your body, as you collapse against his body

-Paz would pull the toy out as you are still shuddering, your head lulling to the side as you whimper incoherently, your entire body sensitive to his touch

-overstimulated, you would squirm away from him just from the simple action of him pulling you into his lap

-gently rubbing your back, laughing at your little jolts

-"Come on, mesh'la, it is time we get round two started"

Din

-Din would be curious when he accidentally stumbles upon it in your shared space. He would try to act like he didn't see it to not embarrass you but would fail miserably 

- "Would you like to see how it works?"you would tease, placing your hands against his beskar plated chest. You would giggle as he  all too eagerly nods and pushes you to the cot

-sitting at the end of the bed, he would watch you patiently as you remove your clothing and settle comfortable against the thin pillows

-his breath would hitch at the first of your moans as you start slowly, teasing your lips with the lowest vibrations

-you would make sure to keep your eyes on him. "It feels as if someone's mouth is sucking on my clit" you would tell him as you press it closer against you

-he would strain to look closer as he watched you pleasure your body, one hand on your breast and the other controlling the surprisingly quiet toy

-"You can come closer, Din," as you felt your stomach tighten as a blast of pleasure courses through you

-Din would be between you legs, his cold arm plates a welcome touch against your warm body

-"C-can I try?" He would ask sheepishly as you smile warmly at him, handing it to him "It is all yours, my love"

-Din would be a little clumsy at first, turning the vibrations too hard at first and going to lightly, you would encourage him the whole way praising him for making you feel good.

-"you are doing so well, I wish it was your lips against me instead of this. I imagine that it is you everytime I use it, Din. You see what you make me do?" You would cry as you near your peak 

-Din would become more confident and pays attention to your body, his flight suit righting at the waste at your dirty words "Come for me, baby, show me how you look thinking of me"

you would grip his hand, guiding the toy to the right spot

-curling your body towards him as you feel the familiar tingle rise from your toes, slithering up your body, you clenched your teeth trying to stifle your scream as you come, groaning Din's name as you shake against him

-falling onto the pillows, basking in your post orgasmic bliss, you don't notice Din between your legs.  Lifting his helmet slightly you jump when feel something wet and warm mixed with the coldness from his helmet against your cunt

-Din would slowly work his tongue on your folds before grabbing your clit with his lips

-you mean praises as Din tastes you, urging him on, teasing you he'd place wet kisses in your inner thigh "Just seeing if I do a better job"

-keeping your eyes closed not to break his Creed you moaned his name as he starting working your entrance with his tongue, you grin as feel the rough stubble on your thighs

- "Yes, there, just like that. No! No don't slow down I am ngggghh!" You would growl as you come on his tongue as he laps at your juices.

-taking a breather, Din would like down next to you stroking little nothings on your stomach

-"So which was better?"he would tease

-"I dont know, I think I need another try just to see "

Boba

-we all know how Boba feels about toys. When he calls you into the thrown room you knew something was up

-"And why do you have this little one?" He would wave your toy, as you would shiver noticing the tone in his voice

-you would try to argue that it is only for when he is gone on his long missions and when you were feeling lonely 

-he would rise from his thrown, leaving the bright pink toy on the seat as he commands you strip

-you would fumble embarrassed knowing anyone could walk in anytime as you stood naked before him

-"On the throne, show me what this toy can do that I can't"

-with shaky hands you would turn it on, keeping your legs closed as it vibrates against your clit

-Boba would pull your legs apart, noticing how wet you already were as you drip onto his seat 

-you would stare up at whimpering as he orders you to increase the intensity, your body on fire from shame and lust. Being taken over from the sensation you would throw your head back against the chair, thrusting against the toy

-"you do not have my permission to cum, my little slut"

-you would wither on the chair, your chest tightening as you are forced to keep the toy on you but unable to come. Tears are rolling down your cheeks as you are begging Boba for your release

-Boba would just watch you, his eyes bearing down onto your cunt as he ignores you

-at this point you are crying, spewing out apologies for hiding the toy from him and using it without his permission

-gripping your cheeks tightly, forcing your lips apart, spitting in your mouth and ordering you to swallow

-"Only good little girls who listen to their master get to cum" he would growl, "you have not been a good little girl"

-you scream, too close to the edge making honest promises of being a good girl and to only use him for your pleasure

-Boba would rip the toy from your hand and pussy, not even giving you time to cry out as he slams into you, not allowing you to adjust

-"Can a stupid little toy wreck your pussy like I can?" He would pound into you ruthlessly as you weakly clinged onto him, gasping as you held back from finishing

"Don't forget who you belong to, little one. You are mine to use and if you need to wait days or weeks to have my cock tearing you apart then you will wait. Understand?!"

-you would only be able to nod as you feel him lock up as he cums deep inside you, he feels hotter and thicker than usual as your body is still screaming for release

-he would messily pull out as the seat is near ruined, kissing your wet cheeks as you are babbling begging to finish

-silencing you with his lips, he would pull away with a feral smile

"Only good girls get to cum"

Tags: @ahoeformando @fuckyeahbeskar @deewithani @hyperspace-spicedreams @darthmama1618

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Choke me, like you hate me (But you love me)

I made a slightly NSFW fan art for Din Djarin x Reader, full image under the cut!

Tags: consensual choking

(A little nervous to share this, it’s been a long time since I’ve done any art and I had to use just my mouse but this song popped up on Spotify when I was driving home and I was FEELING IT)

(And yes, I reposted this, I wanted to tag it correctly!)

if you still want drawing prompts i loved Cool Uncle Boba and him increasingly being a bad influence

seems legit

Damnation or Salvation {Pero Tovar x F!Reader}

Tovar swore as he gripped the reins and guided the horse’s head down the overgrown path. The small price of fabric and broken branches indicated the spoiled brat he was charged with dragging back to her husband had gone the wrong damn way. The rain pelting down on his leathers added to the scowl he wore on his dark face, even though he was accustomed to such things. A mercenary’s life wasn’t a particularly comfortable one, but he had plans of a hot meal, a soft bed and an even softer whore around his cock when he had entered the brothel in the small village he had stopped in the night before. Instead he had found a lord looking to find someone to go retrieve his runaway wife, and the price had made it impossible to resist.

You wipe down one of the tables in the tavern you found work in. Dressed in rags  - what used to be a decent gown - and hoping to pass as a bar wench to disguise yourself. Men leered at you, made comments, but you took them in your stride. You aren’t like your fellow ladies back home. You’d experienced the harsh reality of the world of men and you knew how to handle yourself. You finish wiping down the tables and gasp when you look up and find a man staring down at you.  A frown on his face and a scar adorning his eye and cheek. Your heart thumps but not in fear. “Can I offer you something to drink?” You ask, standing up straight and he tilts his head, eyeing the scratches on your neck and forearms from where you ran through the forest. “Perhaps a seat by the fire to dry off?” You suggest when he remains silent.

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Concept: Din Djarin is in every episode of The Book of Boba Fett, he just doesn’t do anything. He’s sleeping on Boba’s couch and you see him sometimes in the background shuffling round with a bowl of cereal at an inappropriate time of day and if anyone asks about him Boba just tells them to leave him alone

Cause I like men that have seen dark shit so they know the value of peace and love and happiness. They are mysterious and have sexy voices that I can easily imagine them saying the filthiest things in my ear. That armour maybe hard, but I know those boys are SOFT underneath. The perfect formula to have me simping😅

Why must I always love the men who have severe trauma, wear helmets and armor, and just need a hug

Climbing Trees

Pairing: Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: Din is fascinated with you and your ability to make everything in life fun again. 

Word Count: 1k

Din loved you. With his entire heart, his whole being and soul, he loved you, and he knew it nearly from day one.

Well. Okay, he had his doubts. I mean, how could he even have known what love felt like? He’d never had someone like you before, never met someone so kind and so fun. You were full of life, and you taught him things he would have never learned without you. And when you were around, he swore the sun shone a little brighter.

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Y/N: Okay, so, are we fighting or are we flirting? Because I’m getting some mixed signals here.

Boba Fett: … My hands are literally around your throat right now.

Y/N: That doesn’t answer my question.

To Die, To Sleep

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader Rating: 18+ Explicit Wordcount: +1.8K  Request: Din has a nightmare about losing you. You comfort him. Warnings: Violence. Rough Sex in a lil space. 

It’s all wrong. 

There are three suns in the burnt sky - purple clouds that drift and sag into the horizon. City streets cluttered with trash and fragments of ships - broken, shattered droid parts. The road is obsidian, slick with oil. 

The galaxy weeps platinum rain - shiny and silver and warm as it runs down his face.

His face.

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Star Wars x Reader Masterlist

🍑Smut-ish  🔥Smut

Series 

The Hidden - Din Djarin x Reader (Complete)

After landing on a planet in search of a place to lay low with the child, Din finds himself in fight he can’t win. So, when a local shows up and is the one saving him for a change, he can’t help but accept their offer of lodging and safety. However, the Mandalorian isn’t prepared for the feelings that develop along his journey. 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Epilogue

Liberation - Platonic!Din Djarin x Reader (discontinued)

After stumbling upon a rookie bounty hunter, Din begrudgingly ends up with two kids under his watch. Despite this partnership being unexpected, they both find themselves drawing closer and forming a bond neither of them see coming. Perhaps this newfound relationship will be the freedom that they both seek. 

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

White Rose - Knight!Din Djarin x F!Reader AU (Ongoing)

This series follows the relationship of a seamstress!Reader and Knight!Din  Djarin. This is basically a series of one shots that can be read as  stand alone parts but is better if read all together! This is just a  little universe I created to add onto as I get ideas, so it should just  be a fun little project for all of us!

Masterlist located HERE

Cin Vhetin - Clan Leader!Din Djarin x F!Reader AU (Ongoing)

After the Mandalorians save the reader’s village from a tyrannical leader, her father teaches her the trade of blacksmithing and forging beskar. Ridiculed by those in her village and shy in nature, the reader never expected to catch the attention of Clan Leader Djarin…or an arranged marriage.

Part 1 |

One Shots (1k+ Words)

Protector -  Din attempts to protect reader from the people after him and the child

Words Unspoken - Din is terrified of not seeing you again as he lies at death’s door

Trust is a Fragile Thing -  You tamper with the one thing that matters most in your relationship with Din - Trust.

Touch -  You introduce a touch starved mandalorian to the idea of touching and being touched

In Secret -  after sneaking around for way too long, Din asks princess!Reader a very important question

Reunited -  Din unexpected has to leave the reader in the dead of night. Five years later he returns to her, only to find that he has a son he never knew about

Ice Cold -  The Razor Crests heating unti goes out on a bitterly cold planet. So, the reader must find a different source of warmth.

Nightmares -  Din panics when he wakes from a nightmare and you aren’t next to him.

Come Back to Me -  Din keeps his promise to come back to reader.

Helping Out - Reader hires Din as a temorary body guard for her cantina. They both end the night with something they didn’t expect.

Not Enough - Reader struggles with her feelings of inadequacy and only plunges even deeper in her thoughts when her and Din get into a fight.

Little Yellow Sundress - Reader buys a sundress in hopes of finally getting Din’s attention….it works 🔥

Cyare’se’tuur - After landing on a small backwater planet, Din realizes a holiday is going on and gets the reader a gift. Then he asks for something in return.

Drabbles (Less than 1k Words)

“You’re bleeding” + “I’m pregnant”

“You’re basically a marshmellow. Perfect for cuddling.” + “I can’t imagine my life without you anymore.”  

“What the hell were you thinking? You could have been hurt!” + “I can’t feel my legs.”

“I came to say goodbye.”

“Please tell me you feel this too?” w/touch starved!Mando

“You need to leave.”

“I think you’re beautiful.”

Exhausted - Din holds reader after a very long day.

Road to Recovery - Reader helps Din work through his feelings about his creed after he removes his helmet.

Head Canons

Pregnancy

Din Having Nightmares

Mutual Pining + Nap time

First “I love you”

One Shots

Regret  - After a close call, you have a moment to think about things you would have regretted if it had gone worse. So, you finally act on your feelings towards Boba, and it leads to more than you thought it would. 🔥

Scars - Boba is finally returning home from serving in the armed forces. However, he is also coming home with some new scars and is terrified of your reaction.

A King and His Queen - Boba buys the reader a gift, and he can’t wait to see her wear it. (Part of my lingerie series)

Dear Soldier - Two lonely souls find each other after the reader decides to sign up for the Dear Soldier program and sends Boba his first letter.

Hunter - When waiting on a planet to capture a bounty, Reader gets bored and challenged Boba to chase her. It ends much differently than she intended. 🔥

One Shots

What They Don’t Know - After a long time away from home, Paz returns to you and shows you just how much he missed you.

Forever - “There’s only one bed and we sleep as far away as possible from each other but wake up cuddling”

Cabur - When a mission to collect supplies for the covert goes awry, you and Paz find yourselves in a less than ideal situation.

Drabbles

The Chase - “There’s people chasing us and I pulled you into the alley with me and wow you’re close”

Head Canons

Pregnancy/Children

One Shots

Stardust -  Soulmate!AU: You feel it when your soulmate dies, its world shattering…but then you get an unexpected visitor.

“You’re bleeding.” + “come here, let me fix this.”

Drabbles (Less than 1k words)

Home - “Playing with their hair while their head’s in your lap”

Liminality - Cassian’s last moments with you on Scarif

After - The reader is faced with dealing with the aftermath of Cassian’s death

Dog Tags - The reader loves seeing Cassian in his dog tags, and now she final;y asks about them.

Master List...

(** = Smut, * = Smutish)

Din Djarin

Series:

Written in the Stars

Summary: Peli Motto rescued you from becoming a Hutt pleasure slave. In return, you've been using some unusual skills of yours to keep her clients in check...but you were not prepared for a Mandalorian and his small green child to appear and change your life completely.

CHAPTER 01: THE VISITOR

CHAPTER 02: THE TRUTH

CHAPTER 03: THE SUPPLY RUN

CHAPTER 04: THE MERCENARIES

CHAPTER 05: THE PLAN

CHAPTER 06: THE DROPPER

CHAPTER 07: THE BUNK **

CHAPTER 08: THE NEW PLAN

CHAPTER 09: THE WAIT

CHAPTER 10: THE WAY FORWARD

CHAPTER 11: THE RISK *

CHAPTER 12: THE EXPERIMENT **

CHAPTER 13: THE CALM *

CHAPTER 14: THE MAGISTRATE

CHAPTER 15: THE BETRAYAL

CHAPTER 16: THE MOFF

CHAPTER 17: THE PAST

CHAPTER 18: THE BATTLE

CHAPTER 19: THE SEWER

CHAPTER 20: THE RIDUUROK

CHAPTER 21: THE ESCAPE

CHAPTER 22: THE AFTERMATH

Drabble(s):

SIZE KINK *

Thot(s):

NEEDY DIN **

OVER STIMULATING DIN **

DIN INDULGES IN SELF PLEASURE **

DOM!DIN & DIRTY TALK **

Pero Tovar

Series:

Lessons in Pleasure

Summary: A certain grumpy Spaniard teaches you the ways of pleasure...

THE LESSON **

THE LESSON - HOW TO PLEASE A MAN WITH YOUR MOUTH **

THE LESSON - HOW TO RECEIVE PLEASURE FROM A MAN’S MOUTH **

THE LESSON - HOW TO ADMIT YOU'VE FALLEN IN LOVE *

THE LESSON - HOW TO MAKE LOVE **

THE LESSON - SENSORY DEPRIVATION **

THE LESSON - THE DAGGER **

One shot(s):

SEASONS

Drabble(s):

SIZE KINK *

PERO TO THE RESCUE *

Max Phillips

Series:

Heating Up

Summary: Just a little story following how your relationship with a certain vampire progresses...

WARM

WARMER

WARMEST **

COLDER **

Thot(s):

HAIR PULLING & BODY KISSES *

MAX LIKES RED & BLACK *

MAX USES HIS MOUTH *

NIPPLE PLAY *

Drabble(s):

SIZE KINK *

Marcus Pike

Series:

Every Story is a Love Story

Summary: You never expected the story of how you met the man of your dreams to start with, 'He walked in while I was ass up on his desk moaning about how handsome he was...'

CHAPTER 01: HE WAS STARING AT MY ASS?

CHAPTER 02: YOU ASKED ABOUT ME?

CHAPTER 03: YOU LIKED THAT, GOOD TO KNOW

CHAPTER 04: DID YOU JUST KISS MY DIMPLE?

CHAPTER 05: PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS?

CHAPTER 06: WE DON’T HAVE TIME, BABY

CHAPTER 07: I’M NOT FINISHED

CHAPTER 08: LIKE ALL THE TRUE MONSTERS DO

CHAPTER 09: INVITE HIM TO AMATEUR NIGHT

CHAPTER 10: IT’S CALLED THE RED VIPER

CHAPTER 11: YOU’RE KILLING ME, BABY *

CHAPTER 12: THINK YOU CAN DO IT AGAIN? **

CHAPTER 13: AS LONG AS YOU’RE MINE

CHAPTER 14: I’M STILL BETTER THAN HIM AT IT **

CHAPTER 15: SO I’M THE BEST?

CHAPTER 16: MARCUS, WHAT’S WRONG? **

Series:

Comfort

Summary: Marcus helps you learn to love and be loved after your past made you terrified of men and intimacy...

COMFORT

COMFORTING

Drabble(s):

SIZE KINK *

FIRST TIME FINGERING **

Francisco (Catfish) Morales

Series:

Summary: Just a story following your relationship with Frankie and the other Triple Frontier boys...

MY SHOT

THE STORY OF TONIGHT **

WHAT COMES NEXT?

NON-STOP **

TEN DUEL COMMANDMENTS

Drabble(s):

SIZE KINK *

Works in Progress...

THE LESSON - SQUIRTING (PERO TOVAR) **

THE LESSON - EXPERIMENTING WITH POSITIONS (PERO TOVAR) **

THE LESSON - THIGH RIDING (PERO TOVAR) **

TRUST (DIN DJARIN)

TAKE A BREAK (FRANKIE MORALES)

THE LESSON - BREEDING KINK (PERO TOVAR) **

WRITTEN IN THE STARS - CHAPTER 23 (DIN DJARIN) **

COMFORTABLE (MARCUS PIKE)

PROTECTIVE (PERO TOVAR)

[GIFs not mine, all credit goes to original creators]

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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#for science

first off this video is hilarious, and second: it's canon now that the Mandalorian would listen to Africa by Toto

The Jedi Order fell a long time ago.

THE MANDALORIAN | CHAPTER 13: THE JEDI

An endless stream of self indulgent Boba Fett gifs (1/?)

ok so i know boba thots are meant to be kinky and all that but your last post got me thinking:

imagine Din, not having loved/be loved gets the affection and protection he deserves from both Boba and his girl. twice the lovin' for our repressed boi.

Daily Boba Thots™

28/03/2021

OH LAWD YES 😭😭😭

I’m tired again today skskd so this is going to be a short soft boba x you x din thot UwU

the first time it happens he’s like ‘what this?? i don’t understand?’ while you and boba are slowly undressing him and kissing every part of his skin as it becomes bare. praising him every time his body language says he’s feeling insecure.

“you’re gorgeous..” you’d whisper, lips ghosting over his hip bone and along the curves of the muscles lining his abdomen. din shivers when you reach a particularly ticklish spot below his armpit and then moans ever so gently when you trail your lips over a nipple.

“such pretty skin..” boba mumbles, his fingers tracing down din’s back, admiring the scars and sending goosebumps all down the younger mandalorian’s back.

boba starts to work his thumbs into the tense muscles on din’s shoulders, rubbing deep circles and drawing all the frustration and pain from the stressful day right out of din’s body.

you’ve worked your way up to din’s neck, his helmet still on and you pepper kisses all along his collarbones and neck, leaving small love marks for him to see later.

“that’s it..” boba draws out, “so good for us. nice and relaxed.”

you smile against the sensitive skin at the apex of his neck.

“exactly where you belong.”

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RAZOR CREST | THE MANDALORIAN - SEASON 2

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?

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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.

first ride vs last ride

You are a clan of two. — Chapter 8: Redemption ✶ THE MANDALORIAN

Kairkiyc

The Mandalorian x Reader

Word Count: 5,907 k

Rating: Explicit

Warning: smut, porn with a little plot, okay it's a lot; overstimulation, multiple orgasm, edging, fingering, penetration, breeding kink, squirting but only if you squint, Mando has big cock syndrome

Based on the “Mommy Milkers Mando” post, I put way too much effort into this and it’s pure filth, read at your own risk, if you guys like it let me know and maybe I’ll turn it into a series lol

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You'd been traveling with Mando for over three months.

During that time, all of which you spent scrubbing the floor of the Razor Crest and fixing the antique back to working conditions, you'd grown accustomed to the presence of both the bounty hunter and the small green creature under his care. When you asked about it all Mando gave you for an explanation was that the "child" was a foundling and that it was under his care. As if that was good enough to answer your question. Before he was walking off to go on another hunt.

Most of the times he took the child with him, and on a few rare occasions, like today, he'd leave it behind with you. Mando said he'd be back in a few hours. But even the little green alien grew restless inside the confines of the cockpit the longer that time went by. Mando was never this late. In fact even when he came close to being late it was usually within minutes of his estimated arrival. But it had been six extra, long and dragged out hours, since he told you he'd be back. You knew it wasn't your place to question him, after all you where only the hired help, and Mando rarely told you much anyway.

Your job was to take care of the child and not interfere with the Mandalorian's job, it was as simple as that. "Maybe I should go look for him," Yet here you where worrying about him as if he needed you to. "Well?" You looked down at the child for some sign of an agreement, casting its massive eyes up at you expectantly. He opened his tiny mouth, yawning in exhaustion, seemingly worn out from keeping up with your constant chatter. You laughed quietly as he blinked tiredly at you, "Come on, little one. Let's get you to bed."

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You where stressing out now. It's not like Mando hadn't gone on long hunts before, this wasn't something new after all, sometimes you'd even gone days without seeing him. But what distinguished this from the other times, was the fact that he'd usually tell you how long I'd take him to come back. You stood up, dusting off your pants to come up with a backup plan if Mando didn't return in the next twenty minutes. But almost as soon as you decided against the idea, figuring Mando could handle himself, the hatch of the ship opened and Mando strode in with the bounty blabbering about a bargain not far behind. "Please I can pay-"

The poor idiot didn't stand a chance, couldn't even finish his sentence before Mando was shoving him in carbonite. He didn't anticipate how long this would take him either, didn't expect the bounty to put up a surprisingly good fight. And despite him being done with the job, bounty frozen in carbonite, his shoulders where tense with something near frustration as you walked towards him. He seemed more wound up than he'd ever been in the short time you knew him, and something about that made you uneasy. "What happened?"

This close, the lights where giving you perfect visibility of his disheveled state. For starters his chest armor along with the shoulder pads where discarded on the floor, as he sat hunched over on one of the crates littered in the ships hull. The arm guards where still connected to his forearms, and the yellow gloves remained attached to each individual finger. But despite this being the most exposed you'd seen Mando, aside from the day you caught a glimpse of one of his wrist, this wasn't what struck out the most.

It was the state of the clothing beneath, which was nearly falling off his chest, like something had somehow melted off the fabric. There was practically more holes than there was fabric, patches of flesh peaking out through the wide openings which left him completely exposed. "Xenoboric acid, the beskar kept it off my skin for the most part." He answered you without you having to ask him first, and then you realized maybe you where ogling him too much, too intently that he took notice and snapped you out of your trance.

"Are you hurt?" He was quiet, like he had to think about it. As if he suddenly remembered that maybe he was hurt. "Not that bad,"  he reached behind him, where his cape usually covered the broad expanse of his shoulders. "It's all mostly on my back, and I can't reach back there." You should have crushed the thought before it grew in your head, spreading like a wildfire that burned on the tip of your tongue until the words came rushing out trying to escape. "Maybe I can help you, if you'd like."

He gave you a nod, sitting upright into what you assumed was a comfortable positing for him. You grabbed the nearby medpac and went around to see how bad the damage was, not sure if he even had a shirt covering him in the first place with how much the acid ate away. "Would you mind if I cut this off? It's only going to get in the way." He handed you his vibroblade in response, and with careful gentle tugs you managed to cut off the remaining fabric.

"Is it bad?" It really wasn't bad. The few minor burns looked mildly irritated, the skin barely flushed in reaction. But your sudden reaction of shock upon seeing how many scars he had could have been mistaken for a "shit this is bad" sign. You cleared your throat, grabbing the bacta spray and slowly covering the blotchy spots on his skin. "Not at all."

Maker his skin was nice. Despite the many scars, and  the lingering bruises from previous hunts, you couldn't help but admire him. The strong muscles of his shoulders, the prominent back dimples, and the constellations of moles and freckles littered on his skin. You wanted to kiss every single one. Map out exactly where they where and trace them every single day so you wouldn't forget them. Your finger squeezed the spray a little too hard, and this seemed to catch Mando off guard because you could practically see the shiver as it ran down his spine.

"Sorry it's just," he paused, unsure if he should admit it to himself that he was enjoying this as much as you where. "It's been so long since I've had human contact." Somehow those where the wrong words to us, or maybe in a way it was the right one. Because it made you run your index finger across one of his scars, slowly trailing it down his spine , and then pausing before moving up to the dip between his shoulder blades. He sighed when your hand came to a stop on his shoulder, bringing his own gloved hand to rest on top of your fingers. "I was so worried you wouldn't come back this time."

He didn't push your hand away, or pull you closer, almost like he was reaching some unknown limit you didn't know about. For you this this wasn't new, by any means, because it was nothing explicitly out of the ordinary. But for Mando? This was too intimate, to close to what the creed said was wrong, and for the first time he wondered why exactly it was so wrong in the first place. Why he should push you away instead of considering that for a moment he shouldn't. "I know."

He wasn't blind, or oblivious to the shy glances you'd given him in the three months you'd spent together. How he'd notice the glint in your eyes when you saw him come back from a hunt. He wouldn't lie and say he hadn't thought of you either. Hadn't suppressed his feeling that had somehow rooted themselves since the moment he met you, Hadn't wished that the fingers currently trailing his skin where replaced with something else.

The grip on your hand tightened, and he didn't bother to notice how his arm was tugging you forward until you'd come around to face him. Slowly, like some sort of forbidden game, he pulled you into his lap, hands feeling for your warmth as they gripped your legs and touched anywhere they could. He wanted this, he wanted you. And it seemed you where both tired of pretending like you didn't.

You took the opportunity to kiss his neck, bitting lightly at the exposed patch of sensitive skin. While he worked on removing your pants, you let the back of one of your hands tease the front of his own and felt thrilled to find him hard and prominent against his zipper. A frustrated sound came from your throat when he began unbuttoning the front of your shirt. "Don't worry about undressing me. Stop wasting time and just fuck me already, I’ve waited long enough."

"Someone sounds eager," Mando replied, bending his knees to grind himself against the slit between your legs. "Were you really waiting for me this long? You could've just told me what you wanted sooner." You gasped at his actions. "I thought I dropped enough hints," you said voice shaking as you let out a sigh, stretching further across his lap when one of Mando's hands snuck inside you shirt to rub and pinch one of your nipples.

You'd  barely just begun, but you where already terribly aroused, face flushed with excitement, the skin at the back of your neck shimmering with a fine layer of sweat. You already told him what he wanted to hear, but this was something different and new to you both, crackling with tension, ripe with desire. You didn't just want him. You needed him, hungered for him in a way that only Mando could satisfy.

There wasn't really a need for him to give shape to the words that you where thinking, but he leaned in close to your ear anyway, whispering his answer through modulated beskar on your skin. "You mean the look you always gave me, like you might die if I didn't give you my cock. Is that it?" He ran his gloved fingers up the front of your panties just to watch the way your face twisted as you fought to withhold a most immodest expression.

"...I couldn't ask you, every time I wanted to bring it up I just couldn't, which just made me want to hold you down in one place, for you to hold me down, to fuck– I don't know." You bit down on your bottom lip and leaned back, presenting yourself to the bounty hunter, tits spilling out of your shirt slick with sweat and flushed pink. "I didn't have anything else to do so it was all I could think about."

"I desperately wanted you and yet I never brought myself to make a move." You flexed your thighs anxiously, unconsciously even, as you waited for Mando to touch you, to do something. Under your hand, he felt so hard that you knew it must have been getting uncomfortable to stay trapped in his clothes. It took Mando a lot of fortitude to keep himself from carelessly tearing the rest of his clothes off himself, the things you said bringing life to something dangerously primal in him.

"Please" you didn't care about sounding needy, rolling your head against your own shoulder, head thrown back, looking up at Mando with lust clouded eyes. "I'm so wet right now, I feel like I might come if you so much as put your hands on me again. You'll take responsibility for this, won't you? It's your fault, after all for making me wait this long."

Mando swallowed, watching your arousal drip down your thighs. To test you, he ran his thumb up your thigh and nearly groaned when you shivered, your body jerking in response. The way you stiffened, it looked like you really where trying to keep yourself from coming. And Mando didn't want you to come before he even gave you what you really wanted, so he immediately went to work on his own pants and pushed them down just enough to free his cock. "Mando I don't care if it hurts, just please, hurry."

"I do, though," Mando said. He wasn't the type who liked to toot his own horn, but fitting his cock in you would be a physical impossibility without lubrication and the proper preparation. You wouldn't be the only one he would be hurting if he tried to slam the unlubricated girth of it in you all at once. Thankfully, you took him seriously, relaxing on his lap momentarily.

He put his hands on the backs of your knees to get you to stay where you where. With your legs pushed apart, Mando found it easy to slide in his first finger. You made a sound in the back of your throat and your thighs clamped together so suddenly that you might've fallen off his lap had Mando not grabbed you with his other hand. "What's wrong?" he asked, stroking your hip.

"I was serious when I said I might come. Don't do more than you have to."

Gently, he nudged your legs apart again and added a second finger, pushing them in slowly to open you up. After he withdrew them, he added a third for good measure. Two may have been enough, but a third never hurt when he knew that his cock would pose a much greater strain on your body.

As he moved his wrist and curled his fingers as much as he could inside your incredible tightness, you reached down and squeezed your fingers around the base of his cock. The buckles on his loosened belt jingled as his shoulders tensed in arousal at the sudden contact. "Please," you muttered, dipping your head low enough to press you forehead against his collarbone.

When Mando removed his fingers, the sigh that you gave sounded like one of relief. Mando moved back for a few seconds to appreciate the sight before him. The position you where in wouldn't require much adjustment. He could just lift you up a little, and it would perfectly line his cock up to your entrance. So he did just that. Grabbing you by your waist, he lifted you up slightly and pulled you back down, lifting your hips upward to provide Mando with a sufficient angle. You sighed in response and wiggled your hips, glancing up at his visor with an irresistibly needy look.

He stopped to remove his gloves, while you continued to watch as Mando took himself in his hand and applied some of the slick arousal between your legs on his fingers like lubricant to his cock. He stroked it, covering himself thoroughly, then pulled his hand away to hold your waist, and readied himself at your entrance. Nudging his cock against your slick entrance, he applied some light pressure and continued to move his hips forward slowly until your body relaxed enough to allow the head to slip inside.

A hiss escaped from between his clenched teeth as he slowly sunk deeper inside and you kept watching. You didn't quite get a good look at it but you where almost certain Mando wasn't even halfway in, somehow, everything was proportionally bigger all of a sudden. He pulled back, feeling the tight pull of your body around every inch of his cock. Then he pushed back in again, going all the way to the base, when he heard you give a surprised yelp and-

"Did you come already?" Your entire back stiffened, but Mando could feel it, the intense pulsations around his cock, felt the backs of your thighs quivering against his own. You buried your head down, refusing to answer, but when Mando reached down and put his fingers around you clit, there was no mistaking it. "And you're still this wet."

Your nails dug into his shoulders burying your face in the crook of his neck to hide his embarrassment. "I told you," you said, sounding muffled. "I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold on." That made him wonder, though. Your arousal didn't seem to be waning in the least, so he wondered if he could assume that you wanted more. "Is it alright if I keep going? You feel even tighter than before, but I'm definitely willing to give you more if that's what you want."

"I won't do anything to stop you," you said, loud enough to catch Mando's attention. "Keep going 'til you're satisfied." Now that he had your expressed permission, he wasn't going to hold back. But as Mando told you, your felt even tighter after you came, your muscles all clenching down around him to hold him inside. It took him a few awkward thrusts before you started to loosen up again, to relax around him, but then it was just right.

It felt incredible inside of you. He already got some of your cum on his hand, so he reached down and lightly massaged his slick fingers back and forth around your clit in slow circular motions. You couldn't help the moan that left you and when you pushed back to meet one of his thrusts, Mando felt his cock twitch inside you.

"You're really raring to go," he said, appreciating the bundle of nerves shiver your entrance with firm, smooth strokes of his fingers. You moved in response meeting another one of his thrusts, taking him so deep that your thighs met snugly with Mando's own. Every thrust drew a pleased sigh from you and his breath seemed to hitch whenever he angled his thrusts upward. With how tight you where, it was a bit difficult to angle himself without moving you around too much, but his width seemed to make up for it. It was like every push drove his cock over your sweet spot in the position he held you in his lap.

You had assumed most of the control. Even though Mando was the one holding your waist, you where the one doing most of the work, pressing yourself down against his cock to drive his shallow thrusts deeper. Your pace was slow, pleasurable, but once Mando realized the effect he was having on you, he wanted to see how much you would be able to take.

Mando put both hands on you waist and pressed in hard, eliciting a bright gasp from your parted lips. "There?" he asked, repeating the motion, receiving the same reaction. You panted hard and stretched your arms out to grasp the sides of his thighs. Mando pulled your hips up a little higher, lifting your feet right off the floor so that he could take full control.

"M-more," you gasped, voice breaking. You cleared your throat and tried again. "Please... Mando. Harder. Give me more."

Mando could tell that he was nearing his own limits already, yet it looked far from over for you. After another few well-timed jabs of his cock, he felt your walls squeezing around him again, threatening to draw his orgasm from him as you endured your second. When the pressure surrounding him became almost too much to take, he pulled out. He made sure to keep his hands on your waist to keep you from falling as he shivered through his climax and gently helped you move to the floor so that you could lay more comfortably on your back without any support. As he turned your over, he caught a glimpse of the mess he made on your thighs, his own cum dribbling down obscenely to your entrance and felt his breath catch and his cock respond with interest as well.

When the shaking in your thighs subsided, you took a deep breath and lifted a hand to push the sweat from your forehead. You looked down your body at Mando, cheeks flushed a passionate red, and your eyes slowly traveled down his body; from his helmet, over his heaving chest, down to his cock that still jutted attentively.

You eyed it thoughtfully, then started to impatiently tug at your shirt. Mando chuckled softly, amused by your fruitless struggling, and decided to help you. The shirt was quickly pulled off and discarded into the hull of the crest, along with the rest of your clothes. When that all was removed, you laid back languidly and parted your legs wider for him, lifting your knees up with your hands. Your arousal had finally begun to subside but you stroked your fingers over your own entrance gently, sighing when you touched the too-sensitive spot where Mando had stretched you open. "Go on," you said with a slight tilt of your head.

"You really want more?" Mando asked. His cock begged him to shut up and not question your decision. You curled one of your fingers, beckoning him closer seductively. He couldn't argue with that, his cock hard again in an instant while he dropped down to his knees. Mando returned to his place between your legs and positioned himself, then slowly pushed inside as he sunk down into your embrace.

Mando did a good job of pretending to be relaxed, but he could feel the desperation in your embrace. You clung to him with your arms thrown loosely around his neck, as Mando wrapped his own around your waist, his arm guards digging into your skin. Your legs slid easily around his waist with the way you where laying on your back, and even though it probably wasn't the most comfortable of places for you to lay, it was extremely easy for Mando to thrust into you from there.

The additional lubricant from both of your cum mixed together was exactly what he needed. Perhaps it was the lube, perhaps it was just your body becoming more accommodating – whatever it was, he found it a lot easier to piston his hips, encountering no resistance from within. You wrapped your legs around his waist more tightly, holding him against you in a way that kept his thrusts short. Despite the fact you already came twice, it wasn't too long before you where close again, your breathing having gone ragged long before then. Mando glanced down and had to still himself for a moment, worried that he would come on the spot when he saw the look on your face.

You weren't even trying to hide how good it felt anymore. Your pleasure was on open display; face red all over, eyelids half-closed, your lower lip held between your teeth as you moaned softly whenever Mando grazed that spot inside your with the head of his cock. You must've realized what an irreparable mess you where because you didn't even look away when you noticed Mando looking at you. Any slight touch to his skin made you shiver, so it seemed that he may have already gone beyond his limit, but Mando was curious just how long you intended to keep going.

One thing was for sure, though. Mando wasn't going to be able to last – not when he had you underneath him, looking like you needed his cock more than anything else in the galaxy. "I'm close," he warned, planting his hands on you shoulder, pushing lightly to try and separate you. "Shit, if you don't let go of me, I'm going to come inside of you."

You didn't seem concerned. "Coming inside feels good though, doesn't it?" You took a breath through your nose and your nostrils flared as a devilish grin stretched across your lips. "I know you want to."

With your legs locked around his waist, he didn't have much choice. Mando was definitely strong enough to pry you off if he really tried – if he really wanted to – but his body had other plans. You dug your nails into his shoulders and pulled him down to press your heaving chest against his own, and any noises he made were muffled inside the helmet. You gave a few very nice rolls of your hips that caught Mando off guard and managed to pull his climax from him. He felt your heels pressing into the small of his back to keep him in as far as he could go, felt you quivering under him as he released deep, deep inside of you.

"M-Mando," you whimpered, your body trembling as Mando tried to extract himself from your strong grip. After he was able to push your knees back so he could straighten up, he looked down and noticed an amount of clear fluid pooling in between your legs, a bit of it still dripping down the side of your thighs. "Did you...?" he asked.

You pushed a hand through your hair and looked aside. "N-no... I didn't come, if that's what you're asking. I mean – I don't think this counts, does it?" You asked, running fingers on the damp skin on your legs. "It felt like you were pushing it out of me every time you stuck your dick in me. Look at this." He managed to removed the armor on his forearms, bringing his hands up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. "If I'm not mistaken, it looks to me like your body's asking for more."

You looked up at him from under your lowered lids with interest, but still seemed skeptical. "You aren't even hard anymore, how much longer can you keep this up," You knew Mando was somewhat on the older side, and yet somehow you didn't expect this amount of stamina to come from someone like him. "Not a problem. I already got you nice and wet, didn't I?" He could tell that you had something else to say, but your words stopped in your throat when Mando plunged two of his fingers back into your slick hole. "Hm? Were you going to say something?"

One of your hands shot down to squeeze Mando's wrist in an attempt to desperately ward off your orgasm. Your mouth moved as if to form words, only to make soundless little protest, seemingly more concerned about avoiding your climax more than anything else.

"Does it feel that good?" Mando asked, angling his wrist, rubbing his fingers firmly inside of you. You let your head fall back against the floor and whined, but still refused to answer. It was obvious what the answer was anyway. It felt so good that you never wanted it to end. As Mando watched his own cum come dripping from your abused entrance he wondered how much more you could take.

"How about a third?" he asked, slipping his fingers from you for a second to join them with another a second later. Immediately, you constricted around him tightly and cried out, finally using your voice to beg Mando to slow down. He could have, really he should have, but the slick combination of his cum and mixed with your juices made it too easy to slide his fingers in and out of you. "Two fingers aren't enough to satisfy you anymore, are they?" He turned his wrist and when he attempted to spread his three fingers apart, your knees shook, like you might try to run away from the unavoidable pleasure.

Mando put his free hand on your waist to hold you down and pushed his fingers inside roughly, as deeply as he could send them. You tried, really you did try to keep yourself from coming, but it was too much for you to control. This time, your third was a lot less powerful than the others and much less potent with only a small amount of arousal coating Mandos fingers at your entrance.

He slipped his fingers out of you and you whimpered at the loss, looking... almost disappointed that he would stop now. Yet when Mando reached up and massaged those same fingers around your clit, you jumped like you'd been stung. "Too sensitive now?" he asked, rubbing his thumb around your folds. You clawed at the surface of the floor and turned your head to the side, gasping weakly as he continued to torment him with his firm touch. "Do you want me to stop? Three times seems like enough."

When he removed his hand, your hands shot out to catch his wrist. You looked like you where going through some kind of difficult internal struggle, unsure whether it felt good or if it hurt. If you wanted more, to take anything and everything Mando could give you, or if it was time for you to stop. "Tell me what you want sweetheart." Mando asked again, sliding his palms lightly over your inner thighs, watching you try and remember how to even speak basic.

He placed his fingertips over your entrance and waited. Watching as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows and moved to look down at what Mando was doing. You took deep breaths through your nose and your eyes were wide, intent, as if you were in a trance, crazed with the desire for more regardless of whatever the common sense part of your brain told you. Slowly, Mando stroked his fingers over your entrance again while he watched you, equally mesmerized by the way you where reacted to him.

Once he pushed his fingers back inside, your shoulders immediately sank back on the floor, back arched, with a loud cry of pleasure tearing from within you. Mando was impressed that you could make any sound at all. For a while there, he thought you might've even lost your voice.

You squirmed around on his fingers, their thick and long length stretching you differently than his cock did, sometimes taking them deeper, making Mando wonder if you where trying to get more or trying to get away. Eventually, Mando stopped trying to figure out which it was, concluding that it must've been a bit of both. Either way, he was confident that there wouldn't be anything left in you. It was surprising that you already managed to come three times, but now that you had reached this point, he had to keep going. He was too curious to find out what might happen if you came again.

Sometime during the time it took him to pleasure you with his fingers he'd grown hard again. The tip of his cock oozing precum that rolled down in thick beads to the base of his balls. He was completely stiff above you, unmoving while you remained trapped beneath him in your fucked out state. And just as you opened your mouth to say something, he was pushing in, and oh kriff, you hadn't gotten a good look at his cock this whole time. With this new angle it felt huge as he pushed his way in, splitting you again you deep inside you it drove you dizzy.

It burned, it burned as he slid all the way in again, and maker you could feel it when he pressed down on your hips, and it felt so good, felt so full. That you heaved a gasp once Mando was rooted deep in you, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. "Good-" He gasped, voice strained even through the modulator, "So fucking good, sweetheart."

Maker, it nearly hurts with how fucking good it feels. The noise you make is indescribable in its obscenity—desperate and long and seeking. Fuck, this is heaven. This is fucking heaven, laying with your legs open and letting him have you this way. He knows as much about you as you do about him—which is to say, absolutely nothing—but now you both know the taste of each other's pleasure, the intimate knowledge of its gorgeous heat and how right it feels.

"M-Mand... oh, fuck—" Your words are barely discernible through your panting, warped by the heavy sound of your breaths and gasps. "Can—Can we do this, again," His fingers curl against your thighs, and your hips almost feel like they're doing too much, muscles tightening and refusing to loosen and relax. "Maybe not right now but, soon?"

But then you nearly combust when instead of verbally responding, the Mandalorian just sinks two of his thick fingers deep inside your cunt, joining the cock still buried deep inside you. "Oh—f-fuck—"

You can't tell if the short, rough little growl he makes inside the helmet is from the way you instantly tighten around his cock again, but it still rocks down to your core nonetheless. It doesn't matter, because he pulls them out and then pushes them back in again, starts doing that steadily, over and over until you're sweating, hips arching up in presentation and doing everything you could to entice him to hurry the fuck up.

And somehow it works, because suddenly he starts moving faster, a litany of praises spilling from his lips, gasping at the increase in pressure inside you, eyes carefully on your face to any sign that you wanted out. But fuck, your head was drowning in pleasure, as you chased your fourth orgasm. And you began to roll your hips back, forward, meeting his deep thrusts wherever you could feel them.

Something wicked begins to burn in your core, spread threateningly along the muscles in your pelvis. It rises up through your abdomen and sinks down to your knees, wrapping so tightly around them around them you fear the muscles could snap. Your breathing gets shallower, the base of your lungs too cramped by the oncoming storm to fill properly.

"—I-I'm gonna cum," you breathe, everything inside you quickly pulling up fierce and tight, your chest heaving and your grip in his shoulders turning to iron. "—Oh, fuck, I'm g-gonna cum—I-I—" His fingers curl, pressing up hard against something absolutely fucking devastating inside you, and it's all you can do to stifle a sober

It didn't matter just how overwhelming it all was- the overstimulation of your previous orgasms, you needed it. Mando was pounding into you now, and all you could hear was the obscene sounds of where skin met skin, of your moans, of his soft whispered "sweetheart’s" and other reverent praise. You were quickly rolling towards your orgasm, peaking high and you keened, back arching as you finally came the way you wanted, pussy dripping cum as you clenched around Mando, dragging him over the edge with you as you milked his cock.

Things slowly return to you one by one; the angle of his fingers still pressing up tight inside you. The coldness of beskar on the back of your thighs, the solid weight of it crushing down on your body. Your fingers are clamped so tight in his skin, you think they leave deep red marks when you finally loosen them. He slowly pulls out of your swollen heat and holds your thigh open with wet fingers.

You feel flattened. Exhaustion is an incredible inhibitor, so much that you don't realize your eyes are screwed shut when he's pulling away from you. The brightness of the cockpit returns, the air almost feeling fresh in your lungs. You're still trying to calm your breathing when a gentle softness presses against your lips, knuckles dragging against them in a way you can only describe as a makeshift kiss. “You need to rest, then maybe we can work up to five.”

Poe DAMNeron

The LIGHTSABER, also referred to as a laser sword by those who were unfamiliar with it, was a weapon usually used by the Jedi, the Sith, and other Force-sensitives. Lightsabers consisted of a plasma blade, powered by a kyber crystal, that was emitted from a usually metal hilt and could be shut off at will. It was a weapon that required skill and training, and was greatly enhanced when used in conjunction with the Force.

THE MANDALORIAN: SEASON 2 ↳  MING NA WEN  as  FENNEC SHAND

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Pairings: Din Djarin x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: smut, no y/n, minor mentions of blood, fluff, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), vaginal sex, established relationship, mild hurt/comfort, Grogu is the cutest, Din loves his mesh’la

A/N: Another soft!Din piece because I can’t get enough of him. Hope you enjoy :)

Summary: You were used to him being gone for a couple weeks at a time, and even though this would be his longest trip yet, you didn’t want him to see the sadness that weighed on your heart. He turned to leave but before you could stop yourself you blurted it out, not with great urgency, more like a plea. “Be careful.” He froze, his back still turned to you. Not knowing what to do you spoke again, now just above a whisper. “Please.”

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“Shit!”

You drop your tools and instinctively bring your finger to your lips to sooth the pain, and soon you taste iron. When you pull your hand away you see a small bead of crimson on your knuckle. Nothing too bad, just punishment for letting your mind drift elsewhere.

You hear a soft whine behind you and turn to see the child staring at you, his head tilted with concern.

“I’m ok,” you assure him and wiggle your fingers. “Just a small one.”

You stretch your arms out in an invitation and he excitedly waddles towards you. When you scoop him into your lap he immediately goes for your injured finger, grabbing it with his three fingers to inspect. The sweet act of concern makes you giggle.

He looks at you with those big black eyes and you raise an eyebrow. “Healing not your area of expertise?” you joke.

You set him down to place your tools back in the toolbox and stand to store them where they belong. When you turn back to the little green boy he’s smiling at you, eyes drooping slightly.

“About time for bed, don’t you think?”

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The Mandalorian by Brian Matyas #2

My Soul in the Stars (Poe Dameron x Reader)

Warnings: Post-TROS so I guess spoilers.

Word Count: 1,656

A/N: I have written a thing! It’s been a long while and I’m rusty AF and it’s possibly awful, but here’s a cute fluffy lil snippet of not-quite-unrequited love and feelings-y stuff. Enjoy, let me know if you’d read more cause uhhh I kinda wanna write a lot of Poe these days.

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