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Bo-Katan had never really liked the mandalorian in full and pure shinning beskar.
She had convinced herself of her respect for him soon after she met him.
Din Djarin was an honorable man and she knew it was something rare, these days.
When she decided to help and was present to see everything he did for his child, she was sure of her judgement.
But then, there was the darksaber little issue. Moff Gideon had played them all.
He had tricked them into making it Din's, while he knew she wanted it.
To the mandalorian, it seemed to mean nothing.
The only reason she agreed to help Din Djarin was to get the darksaber and she ended up seeing him accidentally earning it.
There was never a time Bo blamed Din for those events. She knew that, had he known what it was and it’s story, things would have been different.
Yet, after that, she saw herself alone and drowned deep into a whole she doubted she could leave.
It would be too easy to blame Din Djarin for it all and she refused to do so. But it didn’t mean she had to be particularly fond of him.
When he showed up to tell her he was going to Mandalore, it annoyed her.
It annoyed her even more when she saw his ship returning after she specifically told him she wanted to be left alone.
Of course, she was unable to refuse Grogu's request when she realized the child returned alone.
It was then when everything started to change.
She realized Din Djarin was the one pulling her off from that deep pit. He was the one making her believe and wanting to seek her dreams again.
Somehow, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him about the mythosaur.
Truth was, if it wasn’t for Din, she wouldn’t have had the chance to see it.
After those events, she saw herself spending most of the time with him.
He gladly took her with him when her house was destroyed, and she ended up appreciating his gesture.
More than she knew it herself.
Then, the more she got to know that man, the more intrigued and besotted she became.
Din was everything she didn’t see in a man for ages.
His devotion and loyalty had become more than impressive for her. It was more than attractive.
The way he took care of Grogu was, again, impressive and enticing. She could watch their interaction for hours. She would smile whenever she saw the child climbing on top of him for a cuddle and Din lovingly allowed it.
And, it allured her even more when he went from that fatherly caring figure to that ruthless warrior, able to take down whoever stood in his way.
Plus, god damn, wasn’t he dashing.
Even covering every inch of skin, she found him utterly sexy.
She then regretted not having had the chance to take a look at his face properly, back in Moff Gideon's cruiser when Din removed his helmet for Grogu.
Despite not having had the chance to fully see his face, she could barely remember what she'd seen, from behind.
She could remember the dark hair, but not much more.
Bo felt herself growing interested and engaged by him.
Din, however, always respected her and her space too much.
And as much as she appreciated it, there was a point she just wished he threw her against the wall and have his way with her.
She doubted he would ever do that.
He was too much of a gentleman and honestly, she had no idea if he would ever be interested in doing so.
"They've got you outnumbered one to ten" she was hearing the conversation as they put their mission to help Nevarro on going.
"I like those odds"
She could swear something inside her stirred and he wasn’t even talking to her.
His voice.
Then, there was his voice.
She had no idea how she maintained the oxygen in her flowing, sometimes.
There were times she was actually thankful she was wearing her helmet.
Then, Din promptly helped her when she needed to bring all the mandalorians together, before their attempt to retake Mandalore.
And day Din took a step forward, spoke to all the mandalorians and returned her the darksaber was the day she lost it all, over him.
Even if slightly enraged by his actions, she had no idea how she didn’t jump on his body right there, in front of everyone that once followed her and ended up accepting to do it again.
And, again, because of Din.
Later, that day, she had been back at her ship before him, lost in thoughts and feelings as she held the saber in her hand.
Everything she had ever done was to get the darksaber back and retake Mandalore. It was everything she ever wanted and now she had the chance to do so.
"Patú"
She smiled as she felt Grogu next to her.
"Hey, handsome" she greeted him "You take it after your father, don’t you?"
Grogu tilted his little head, staring at her, curiously.
"He is something else, isn't he?" She whispered
Grogu made a few incoherent noises, making her smile "Why don’t I feed you now and then you take one of your long naps and give me the chance to properly talk to your dad, uh?"
"Patú"
She smiled at him again "Good boy"
It hadn’t taken Din too long to return, after that.
"Where’s the kid?" He asked, calmly.
"Already ate and is currently sleeping"
Din nodded, saying no other word. But Bo was not about to let things stay that way.
Not that day.
"Why did you do this?"
Din stopped to turn back to Bo "What exactly did I do?"
"You know very well what" Bo took a step closer to the mandalorian, who did not move.
"Is this about the darksaber?" Din asked
"Of course this is about the darksaber!"
"And is this not what you wanted?" He asked, curiously
"Yes, it is Din. But why now?"
"Felt like a very good timing, Bo" his helmet tilted, and she felt like pushing him against her as she heard him say her name.
"You have had me here for a while though!" Bo exclaimed
Then, Din surprised her by taking a step forward, a little too close to her. He had never done so, before, and it forced the air to block in her throat.
"I did not want you to be alone after everything. I figured if I returned it straight away you would leave and I apologize if it was selfish of me." He said "I was hoping you would stay around longer."
Bo was at a loss of words, for a few moments. Her knees were trembling and her insides firing.
Was Din saying what she thought he was?
"If there’s something you are not, Din Djarin..." She took a step even closer to him "is selfish" she took her hand to touch the beskar in his chest "You are too good to be true, honestly"
Bo felt as if his reaction was both sudden and instinctive. Din quickly walked forward, forcing Bo back against the ship's wall. Then his arm towered her and leaned against the wall behind her.
"I don’t think you have taken a good look at yourself, then, Bo." He said, his tone low and driving her insane. "You're the one who is too good to be true"
Bo bit her lip "God damn you, Din" her hands continuously caressed the beskar in his chest, internally wishing she could just rip it off him, already.
Yet, Din seemed to finally read and understand her needs, and he moved closer, pressing armor against armor.
“I never believed you would be interested” his tone gave her chills.
Bo looked up at him, wishing he could take his helmet off and just take a good look at his face.
“Are you insane? Why wouldn’t I?” she asked
She observed as Din shrugged “Well, you are royalty… I’m just a foundling”
Bo rolled her eyes, taking her hands to Din’s shoulders, keeping him close. “You are the most honorable man I’ve ever met. You are more mandalorian than many idiots with a blood lineage out there”
“So…” Din whispered “Giving you the darksaber was not what triggered your interest” he said, even if there was a slight questioning tone in his voice
“No…” Bo said “But to be honest that stunt you pulled may have triggered a whole lot of other things” She bit her lip.
Din pressed harder against her, letting out a slight groan, letting his gloved hands suddenly fall to hold her waist, securely.
She wished she could see past the helmet, he wouldn’t take his eyes off her.
“Other things like…” he wondered, as his hands moved to remove the belt on her waist, letting it fall to the floor. “… Temperature rising underneath that suit”
Bo chuckled, closing her eyes as she gladly allowed him to remove her armor. She was honestly surprised he wasn’t more timid.
She’d always thought of him as a shy man once it was down to intimacy.
But she was definitely not complaining.
Quite the contrary.
“Definitely…” Bo breathed, moving her hands in an attempt to also remove his armor, but was surprised as he stopped her.
His hands grabbed her wrists and immobilized her, above her head, pinning her against the ship’s wall.
Bo gasped, as Din secured her there with a single hand, while his other continued to remove her items.
“C’mon…” she breathed, already wearing only her flight suit, in front of him. “Let’s make this fair, Din Djarin”
Yet, his response was to turn her around and keeping her against the wall, her back turned to him as he unzipped her flight suit.
Bo closed her eyes as she bit her lip. Din was making her even hornier, if possible. She was already drenching, eager for a touch.
It had been such a long time since she was intimate with someone. And the fact that someone was now Din made her tremble and craving more and more.
She both gasped and groaned as she felt his cold beskar pressing against her bare back, when her flight suit was finally removed.
The cold sudden contact made her shiver, however she could also feel his growing erection pressing against her lower back, and it was an indescribable mix of heat and cold that made her let out a louder moan “Din…” she moved her ass up and rubbed against him.
She wanted him way too much.
Din groaned against her ear, as she felt his helmet touching her head “Dank farrik…” he cursed
To Bo’s surprise yet pure joy, she felt Din’s now ungloved hands on her skin. He grabbed her ass, as both kept rubbing on each other, before moving his fingers up her back, then down on her front to take a good feel of her breasts.
“Din…” Bo breathed, rubbing even harder
“Yes?” he whispered, his helmet on the side of her face as she rested her head back on his shoulder.
He held her securely, fingers feeling her nipples as Bo became a whimpering mess in his arms.
“Kriff…” she moaned
“What was that?” he asked
Oh, the nerve… she thought, impatiently. He was teasing her and she was not enjoying so much frustration.
She needed release and he better give it to her.
“You better hurry, Din Djarin or I swear…” Bo groaned, but was interrupted by his fingers moving down her breasts and into her flooding pussy. “God!”
“Ooh…” he groaned, pressing even harder against her as his fingers slipped in between her wet folds “So wet, Bo… Dank farrik…” he breathed, caressing her pussy.
“Din… just… oh dear…” Bo rubbed herself against his fingers.
However, Din seemed to be too worked up already, as well. And Bo suddenly felt him letting go of her, turning her around yet again to face him.
She noticed he’d dropped his belt as well, and boy… could she see the bulge in that crotch.
She bit her lip, in a smirk, before feeling him guiding her back to the small quarter on her ship. She allowed him to push her down on the mattress, but she gladly held onto his hand, observing his tanned skin, before taking his fingers to her mouth.
“Kriffing hot…” he groaned as she licked his fingers “You look amazing, Bo…” he breathed.
She smiled at him “Can I see how you look?”
Din seemed to ponder her request, for a moment, but he was too horny to think too much.
To her delight, she watched him as he removed his armor, licking her lips in expectation.
When he was down to his flight suit, she moved up to help him out of it but, even if he allowed her to unzip it, Din quickly grabbed her wrists again.
“C’mon, Din” she whispered, close to him, pushing the suit of him “Let me feel you”
He groaned, as her eyes observed his rugged yet muscular body. No extremely ripped but just perfect in her eyes. The scars and battle marks in him made him even more appealing, to her.
She bit her lip as she watched his cock jump free from its prison “Impressive, Din Djarin”
Bo could feel him breathing heavily, and looked up at him, who still wore his helmet. Damn, he was a sight. If only he would let her see his face, properly.
And, for once, she finally started to notice the uncertainty in him. As if his armor was giving him the confidence that excited her so much before and now, somehow, he was vulnerable.
Bo took her hand to his chest, and he quickly grabbed her again “Din?”
“I… uh…” he hesitated “I’m not used to this kind of contact and I may very well just come undone like a teenager if you do that”
Bo grinned at his words and allowed him to push her back to the bed “So it’s ok for you to tease me to the edge of insanity and not ok for me to touch you”
She watched as he shrugged, but was sure he was chuckling underneath that helmet. “I wish I could kiss you, right now”
Din groaned at her words, grabbing her legs to caress them.
“Close your eyes” he said, kneeling in front of her, in the bed, surprising her.
Bo gasped, in anticipation, but did as she was told. She then waited a moment before she felt him closer to put a blindfold on her.
“No” she whined “I wanna see you”
“Choices, Bo…” she heard him speak, and the modulator tone was gone, making her shiver.
She then felt his body towering hers, his torso gluing on her own and she quickly surrounded her legs around his waist, welcoming him.
She felt his fingers brushing against her lips before replacing them with his own lips. His kiss was gentle and warm, making her shiver underneath him.
He had removed his helmet for her, even if she couldn’t see him, she was aware of how significant it was.
Everything about him, in that moment, being completely vulnerable, naked, in her arms, was just too meaningful it made her heart contort in her chest.
Then again, it was as if his confidence grew again, after a few seconds.
His kiss became hungrily and demanding, making her see stars.
“Kriffing hell… Din” she moaned against him, as he moved to kiss her neck.
She wasn’t so sure if it was confidence or he was simply too eager, himself.
“Blindfold stays on then” he quickly, said, kissing his way down to her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth.
Bo hissed “God damn, you, I don’t like this”
“You don’t?” he asked, before licking his way down on her “Should I stop?” he asked, dangerously close to her pussy.
“No, don’t you dare, it’s not what I mean… I just…”
“Blindfold or helmet, Bo…” he mumbled, his breath against her drenching pussy “What do you prefer?”
Bo moaned out loud, Din was making her go insane and he seemed to be enjoying it.
“Kriff…” she cursed, unable to think in that moment.
She then felt his fingers rubbing the way around her pussy as well “Bo?”
“God damn, you, Din!” she yelled “Just fucking do it!”
“Do… what?” he asked, making her whine and jolt in front of him “This…?” he ran his tongue all the way up and down her folds.
“Gods… yes!”
She felt him holding her thighs on his shoulders before proceeding to eat her out shamelessly.
Bo was in a complete state of bliss, unsure of how long she could handle it.
She was too worked up, already, feeling her release building up way too fast.
“You’re gonna make me cum, Din”
“Mhm…” he moaned against her “That’s the objective” he said
“Prick” she cursed, taking her hands to his hair, feeling his soft curls “I’m so close… Din…”
All it took for her was his finger on her clit, pressuring and rubbing, and the wave of her climax hit her hard.
“Yes! Din, right there, don’t stop…. Kriff!!!” she moaned out loud, convulsing her hips against him, as the mandalorian helped her ride her orgasm.
“God damn it…” She felt him slowly moving up on her, taking her lips into another kiss “So fucking good, Din”
He moaned against her, already rubbing his erection against her folds “I’ll have you now…”
She was still tingling and trying to recover from her first orgasm when Din was already slipping his cock into her, stretching her walls slowly.
“Dank farrik…” he moaned against her ear, as Bo took as much as she could of him.
She gasped, taking her hands around his neck, holding him close.
Din then slightly moved out of her, before pushing all the way inside her again, in a harsh thrust, groaning against her.
And, damn, it made her see stars.
“Fuck!” she yelled, as Din started this aggressive pace on her. It somehow made her even wetter and hornier.
“You’re so tight, Bo…” he hissed, harshly thrusting into her. “Damn it…” he moaned, quickening up his pace.
Bo moaned against him, not having recovered from the first wave of pleasure and already feeling the second one building up fast.
Din was so hot against her, fucking her unscrupulously, like an uncontrollable beast and all at the same time, a caring and devoted lover, making sure she was going to feel as much pleasure as he could possibly give her.
Pretty much like the caring father and yet ruthless warrior all at once.
Din was all that.
And damn, she loved it.
“Din!” she yelled as he took his finger to her clit, yet again, not tiring his pace on her.
She was starting to convulse again, underneath his weight, as another climax hit her hard. And she must have triggered his own, because he groaned against her, his breathing unstable before he tilted his head back, finding his own release.
“Fuck” he cursed, still moving against Bo, as she moaned endlessly.
“God damn you, Din” she found his neck and pushed him back down, close to her.
“Bo…” he breathed “You feel so good” he said, attempting to regain his breath
Bo smiled, still tingling from all the action “You animal…” she cursed “Wanna kill me and get the darksaber again for yourself or what?”
He chuckled against her skin, making her almost swoon. She could definitely feel his smile and it felt too good compared to all of the other times when she only believed he did, under the helmet.
“You can keep up, right?” he mumbled, in her ear “I mean, I’m just starting…”
Bo laughed “I got myself such a dirty boy”
Bo closed her eyes, that memory making her heart break into pieces. It seemed to have happened such a long time ago, given everything that she just witnessed.
She wished she could feel him close again.
Take him in her arms and feel the warmness his body irradiated.
“Lady Kry…” she quickly raised her hand to whoever it was, behind her, to stop it.
She wanted to be left alone and in her corner.
The tears fell from her eyes.
She felt like screaming.
Paz had revealed himself an honorable man, to her, as well. Despite his rivalry with Din, he was crucial to unify all of the mandalorians.
And he was dead, now.
He died in order to allow them the time to escape.
And Din?
Was he dead?
Or being tortured?
The mere thought just hurt too much.
What means more to me is honor, and loyalty, and character. These are the reasons I serve you, Lady Kryze. Your song is not yet written. I will serve you, until it is.
His words lingered in her mind. Just before all hell broke loose and she wanted to hug him tight right there, had they not been in front of everyone.
Now she just doubted she would ever be able to do so, again.
To feel him close to her.
Because now, Din was taken from her.
“No. No. No. No. No”
She closed her eyes and wiped her tears as she felt Grogu approaching her. She tried to avoid the child’s gaze, but he kept repeating his words.
Bo knew he was hurting.
He had just seen his father being taken.
“I’m sorry” she looked at him.
Grogu noticed the tears in Bo’s eyes, and quickly jumped out of his IG-12, into her arms.
She hugged him, as more tears fell down “We’re going to get him back, alright?”
Grogu looked up at her, reaching up to touch her face.
She touched his little forehead with her own.
“Even if it’s the last thing I do”