Hard Edges || Mandalorian X Reader

"I love you too," you smile up at him.

Everything is incredibly still, your words floating in the silence between you.

So fast -- it never ceases to impress you how fast he is -- Din grabs the back of your thighs and with a mind-blowing lack of effort, stands up. You instinctively grasp onto his shoulders, legs locking behind his hips. He doesn't say a single word, just holds you in a steel-like grip as he strides off purposefully. Your brows knit together as you see Kuiil's hut appear behind him - and that confusion turns into a heated knot in your lower abdomen as you hear the first clank of a boot hitting the ramp of the crest.

Din comes to a stop in the middle of the hull and slowly lowers you down to your feet, your body electric as it slides against the cold, hard ridges of the armor. He wordlessly steps back from you as he hits a button on his vambrace, raising the ramp. Blood rings in your ears, goosebumps erupt along your skin and your eyes strain as the world is flooded by total darkness.

You jump at the sudden clang of metal hitting the floor, followed by another, then another, as Din carelessly tosses his armor to the floor.

Silence again.

The only sound is the wild rhythm of your heart pounding in your ears as you uselessly stare into the pitch black.

Knuckles graze along your stomach causing a shudder through your body as Din's hands slide along the hem of your shirt. Without a word you slowly raise your arms and he tugs it over your head. The cold air makes your bare breasts tighten. You suck in a shaky breath as his fingers brush you again, this time just below your navel, his fingers deft, even in the dark, making quick work of the buttons on your pants. You swallow thickly as he slowly drags your pants and underwear to the floor, then taps your leg. You lift one then the other as he gently pulls away the garments, tossing them into the dark.

Your eyes close as you focus, trying to feel him in the abyss.

Your hand reaches out, hovering in the air. Its so dark you cant even see your own hand in front of you.

He catches it in his as steps in close to you, his scent wrapping around you. He brings your hand up, brushing his soft lips over your knuckles. Then he presses your palm to his cheek, and whispers, "Tell me again."

Soft smile spreading across your lips, you whisper back "I love you."

A soft sound leaves Din and he rubs his cheek into your palm, the soft bristles of scruff tickling your palm as he presses into your body with his, his hard length pressing against your stomach twisting heat into your core. His free hand slides into your hair as he presses his lips to yours. He kisses you slowly, breathing in each small exhale that escapes you. His tongue slides over your lips and you open them, allowing him to explore your mouth. You push into his kiss as you nip at his bottom lip and smile into him as a low growl rolls from his throat. Din pulls away from your kiss leaving your lips feeling puffy and empty.

There is a small thudding sound as Din drops to his knees in front of you, and you feel his hot breath against your wetness. His rough hands slide up your legs, grasping onto the back of your thighs as you run your fingers through his soft curls.

His voice cuts through the dark like molten lava causing you to clench, "Tell me again."

You gasp as his nose nuzzles along the apex of your thighs, and you somehow manage a breathy "I love you". Your head rolls back and you grasp onto his hair with both hands as he tugs you forward burying his face into you.

Din again is slow, taking his time.
Exploring.
Tasting.
Devouring you.
Pressure building with every languid swirl over your nub.
You tug at his hair trying to encourage him for more but he doesn't relent, continuing his slow torture. He does however, much to your relief, begin to slide his fingers over your slick folds causing your panting to turn into moans. Your eyes are beginning to well in desperation when at last he dips one finger, then another into you as he takes your aching clit between his lips and sucks it into his mouth. You cry out into the dark, squeezing your eyelids closed, toppling forward and catching yourself on his shoulders, your nails digging into his flesh. Your legs begin to shake as he -- oh so deliciously -- curls his fingers forward over and over, and your whole body shudders as release crashes over you like ocean waves against a rocky shore. Din wraps his free arm under your buttocks to support you as your legs become totally useless when he continues to draw out your orgasm making it seem never ending. It could have been seconds, minutes - or years. Maker knows. By the time you are able to form a thought again you are slumped over his shoulder, an utter mess.

You can barely register as Din raises up, carrying you like a devastated sack of flour to the bunk and gently lays you down in your bed. You manage a half smile as you reach out, finding his warm skin by memory in the dark, as he crawls over you. Your knees pull up to settle against the sides of his hips like it's their home. Your hips writhe involuntarily as you feel the head of him against your entrance. His voice comes through the dark again - this time lower, darker, the most sultry velvet sound, and the heat of it spread from your ears all the way to your toes -

"Tell me again."

"I—"

He ever so slowly pushes in just a couple inches. Your breath comes so heavy as you try to roll up to him, but he catches your hip forcing you still.

"L—-" your voice cracks "Love"

The way he groans in response melts your entire being as he pushes further in. "You" your voice cracking into a moan as he bottoms out, crushing your hip into him, his fingers digging in your flesh. He stays deep inside you as he ever so slowly begins to grind his hips into a circle, that familiar ache swelling in you again.

The corners of your mouth curl into devilish grin and you lift your lips to the shell of his ear, "I love you," you run your lips softly across the skin just below his earlobe, "Din."

And it has the desired effect - Din's ever perfect cord of control snaps.

Feral does not sufficiently describe the beast Din becomes. No, not feral - Rabid.

He wraps his arms around your shoulders, cradling your neck and trapping you against him. You are unable to move, unable to escape the barrage of wild, uncontrolled thrusting he unleashes on you. The ship walls echo the shamelessly lewd sounds of his flesh meeting yours mixing with your carnal throaty moans - each one cut short as each hard snap of Din's hips forces the air from your lungs. You begin clawing helplessly into his skin as you feel yourself start clamping around him with each and every deep and scandalous plunge. There's nothing you can do as you come absolutely, completely undone over and over. Every single one of your senses overwhelmed as your body tries uselessly to buck in his vice like grip. But Din doesn't relent, insatiably he continues to take your body, ravaging you to the core of your being. Slamming into you, his mouth biting and sucking, his hands pressing in so hard you feel bruises forming. He is leaving his mark, staking his claim - not just on your body, but on your very soul.

And you let him.

Resolve sets in with every touch, every snap of his hips, every feel of his skin on yours.

Maker knows there was no leaving. You couldn't leave even if you'd wanted to.

With every movement you feel his very essence weaving into your own. No force in the galaxy could separate one from the other now.

You slip in and out of sentience, feeling like you are rolling in the tide as wave after wave, release after release hits you. It's not until your eyes roll back and your muscles start to go limp with pleasure that he begins to stutter and slow. You think it's your voice you hear, hoarse and coated in lust repeating the same phrase over and over, "I love you." And with that, Dins head drops hard into your neck, an absolutely wicked growl forcing its way out from behind his clenched teeth as he slams a final thrust, grinding hard and deep down into you as he shutters and spills himself into you.

The two of you stay tangled and connected as both of you catch your breath, returning your heartbeats to normal. Din begins to softly brush stray hairs back from where they are stuck in the sweat of your face, placing slow soft kisses along his path. You are barely conscious by the time he begins to pull out of you, whispering softly in the dark - so softly you barely hear the sob that catches on the words, "I love you Y/N" as you drift into blissful sleep.