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javisjeanjacket · 3 years

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Prologue

“Well, it definitely was not well-paying.” mmm relatable ✋🏻😌

“There was a bond of sorts between them. Elena could feel, even pinpoint sometimes what the little bean was sensing, and knew that we was the same with her.” FORCE SENSITIVE READER???!!!

“The bond between Bean and her suddenly swelled, as if something clicked into place.” love how you still allowed Grogu and Din to have their moment!!

Such a great start to the series and the ending really compelled me to want more!

Ch.1

“The only thing she currently knew about their captor was that he did not talk much, and he had not displayed tendencies in being violent at random. He did not snap at her or at the baby to keep up. Yet.” I love being able to see Din from a captor’s perspective!

“He stared down at her, before sighing deeply. ‘...Thank you.’ Elena faked surprise. ‘Oh, you do have manners.’“ Precious boy Din!!!

Ch.2

“’Don’t touch me,’ he threatened quietly, and Elena instantly shrank back, heart pounding. Feeling a flush rise up in her face bacsue of how foolish she felt, she just held up her palms a little awkwardsly bevause of the cuffs, trying to placate him. He simply turned around, and ignored her timid, ‘I’m sorry.’“ !!! My heart panged ugh!

“The world suddenly went flying and she found herself pinned under the Mandalorian, his hand curling around her throat, the other pressing her into the ground. She gasped, both in shock and at the force with which he had slammed her into the ground, and clawed at his hand, scabbling underneath him.” NOT ME HAVING SOME THOTS DONT MIND MEEE

Ch.3

“Bean did not listen to him though, and just swallowed the mudjumper in one piece. He then burped loudly, beaming up at them and giggling. The Mandalorian sighed.” PRECIOUS

“Not daring to look up, she stood with her arms full of things, waiting for the Mandalorian to make space so she could pass through. Her heart was beating fast, limbs almost seizing up in fear the longer she and Bean were under his scrutiny. He did, after another moment where his visor was trained on them, and let them through. Almost fleeing from him, she did not know if she imagined the sigh he gave as the door to the bathroom shut with a click.“ OOPE MY HEART IS THUMPING

Ch.4

“You’re a cruel man,” she whispered, blinking furiously, feeling hot tears threatening to spill over.

The Mandalorian scoffed, half turning his head back to her. “Does that bother you?” It was the only thing he said before the ramp lowered, the sunlight from Arvala-7 streaming in. The Mandalorian left as soon as the ramp touched the ground, stalking across the rocky terrain of the desert, cutting an impressive figure with his rifle slung across the back and the glinting beskar helmet, the pram floating next to him.”

My heart!!! 😭😭

“She gave a start, and her head whipped around to where she suddenly knew Bean was. Some deep part in her reached across the bond, and felt him, sitting in his pram, whimpering to himself.

There was an impression of the Mandalorian being hurt. Badly. Heart pounding, she debated over what to do, panic swelling up in her. She was too far away to help, and if it was the Mudhorn, something that could hurt a Mandalorian, she had no chance against it anyways.“ !!!!! Ooh I love this connection

“It felt as if every fibre inside her had started to swell with some power, blood rushing in her veins, an instant connection to, well, everything. It surrounded everything around her, everything that was was inside her, an energy field, and it came directly from Bean.“ I KNEW IT

Ch.5

“I don’t believe you,” she spat, “I told you that he should have stayed! What were you thinking, taking him to get a Mudhorn egg? He could have died!” GET HIS ASS ELANA

“You know, running on stims is not–”“Are you the baby’s caretaker or mine?” The Mandalorian asked dryly.Elana glared at him. “Seems like I have to, if you’re stupid enough to fight a Mudhorn on stims.”“Cut the sass,” The Mandalorian growled, stepping closer, towering above her.“Make me,” she snarled without thinking, scooting back until her back hit the spare parts on the sledge, curling a protective arm around the sleeping Bean. FUCK FUCK FUCK THE TENSION

Ch.6

“She felt like a complete fraud, everything she did before to protect Bean? It was worth nothing, because he would give them up anyway. She could have tried to kill him before they left Arvala-7, but she did not. Never mind what would have happened, she could have killed him, stabbed him in his sleep while they were repairing the Razor Crest. She and Bean could have stayed at Kuiil’s place until they would have to leave again, seeking shelter somewhere else. If she had done that, Bean would not face capture tomorrow. If.” 🥺🥺💓💓

Ch.7

“Looking up into the small mirror cabinet, she winced at the puffiness of her eyes, how prominent the bruises under them were.“ mmm SAME

“Careful, please,” Elana pleaded, already taking a step towards them, but the doctor moved towards a device with a huge droid floating above, laying Bean down on the slab beneath it. The small one wriggled and tried to turn on his belly, but with one well placed palm on his body, Dr. Pershing stopped his efforts. He turned his head to Elana, struggling to move towards Bean despite the grip of the stormtrooper on her, desperation on her face” 🥺😭 no precious baby!!!!

Ch.8

“Dizzy,” she choked out as black spots danced in front of her eyes, and whispered “Really dizzy” as her knees buckled again, limbs seeming so heavy. He cursed low under his breath before snaking an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him and tugging her along.“Can you hold him or should I?” He asked, gesturing to the unconscious Bean. Her grip around her child tightened without her noticing.“I can hold him,” Elana managed, and with a nod, he pulled her further along, helping her stay upright.” din ugh!!!! Goddamn i love him

"He moved his body over hers, shielding her and Bean with his armour, a few shots glancing off the beskar as he held himself up on his elbows. “I’m sorry,” he grunted, his voice crackling through his modulator, sounding genuine, “I’m sorry for this.”Elana stared up at his helmet, at the T-visor, inches away from her face, and felt strangely empty.It should not matter that he is sorry. But it does.“ ahhh I love this part!

Ch.9

“Elana glanced down, and was surprised to see that most of the redness had receded, the wound still steadily closing. “Looks nice,” she said, her lips curving up once again, “Thank you for taking us to the medcenter.”“It was nothing,” the Mandalorian said quietly, helmet downturned, and he took a step back, giving her space.It wasn’t, though.And both of them knew that.“ oh my goodness so precious!!!!! Din baby! 😭

Ch.10

“It did make finding Bean a lot easier, Elana had to admit. She could always count on him clinging to the bounty hunter’s boots, or hiding under the pilot’s seat, a corner of the cape in his mouth, trying to scramble up onto the Mandalorian’s lap or just staying somewhere near him. The man had let him stay on the controls several times now, Bean being content in watching either the blue swirls of hyperspace for hours or the twinkling void of real space. He was especially fascinated with all the glowing buttons and switches in the cockpit, and Elana did not know if they would wake up some day and have the baby gleefully smashing at the control board.“

“Being on the Razor Crest with him was almost pleasant.”

!!!!! We love to see it! Daddy din 🥺

Ch.11

“He seemed to sense her internal turmoil, and worked against her unspoken fear by willingly watching Bean for a few hours without prompting. He would sit in the cockpit with the little one, explaining star charts and buttons to him with the patience of a saint, giving her moments in which she could be alone for a bit.”

“He turned around and looked at her, incredulously. “Why does he do that?” He asked, shoulders raised high in defense.“He likes you,” was her simple response, “get used to it.”

It's okay Grogu I would cling to din's boots too 😌

Ch.12

““Womp rat,” the Mandalorian said, and it almost sounded fond.“

THERE IT IS!!!

Ch.13

“Omera waved slightly. “Nonsense, you have a little one! I remember when my Winta was that small,” she sighed with a wistful note, “I would not want those sleepless nights back but…” Omera smiled down on Bean, “sometimes you just miss them being tiny and cute.”

Classic mom to mom convo absolutely adorable

“The girl nodded, big eyes earnest. “But the Mandalorian, he saved Bean and you, right?” Winta asked.

Elana gave a half shrug, eyes still fixed on the little child in front of her. “I suppose you could say that,” she heard herself saying absentmindedly as she straightened the collar of Bean’s robe.

“He seems very nice,” Winta said, “Mama said that he is.”

“Yeah, he is,” Elana said, and realised that it was both a reassurance for the little girl and for herself. If she disregarded what he had done prior to Nevarro, he would probably have been the kindest person she had met in years, helping with Bean and helping her to find somewhere they would be safe. But she would always keep Arvala-7 in mind”

!!!!!!! SCREAMING

All in all, a super cute series!!!

It was really easy to read and felt natural to the flow of canon! An adorable read, Rea!

#rea tag #half a grand celebration

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shes-claws-deep · 5 years

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Pathfinder - Overload

Thank you for your commission, @data-speaks ! I hope you enjoy this 1500 word fic of Pathfinder being his enthusiastic and eager to please self for his beloved reader.

It's been just about eight months since Pathfinder first got intimate with you and his first foray into human sexual intimacy. He's been loving it so far, making do with his non-human, mechanical body to the best of his ability. According to you, you don't mind it so much. Hell, you even told him he's the best you've ever had. Although, maybe it has more to do with his enthusiasm than his ability to please you.

With that in mind, Pathfinder is determined to be, far and away, the best lover you've ever had. To do that, he has to find a way to- Ooo, what's this?

Idly, he was going through his extranet searches to delete sensitive information when his system pings him, bringing to his attention a set of searches made last night while he was recharging. Curiously, he opens them and comes face to face, or optic to face, with a skin flick of a man moaning helplessly as another man strokes him to orgasm time and again. Pathfinder is held captivated by how the man receiving pleasure seems to be overwhelmed with sensation, begging for more and for less in equal measure for a solid ten minutes.

Is this what you like? Granted, Pathfinder himself isn't able to feel much sensation beyond a vague feeling of being touched. Certainly, nothing compared to what a human might feel. Although he is a combat bot. And there should be some mods on the market for sexbots. And! You always did tell him you enjoyed how vocal he is about whether he's enjoying something or not!

Popping up on his feet, Pathfinder throws his finger into the air as he decides on his course of action. To the market!

That evening, he tromps back to your quarters with a triumphant stride, bursting in and startling you. "I am back! Have you missed me?"

You laugh and fall back on your bunk from where you jackknifed into an upright position. "You could say that, honey. How was your day?"

He hums jovially and replies, "I had a very productive day! Would you like to see what I did in between range training sessions?" Without waiting for your answer, he trots over to your bunk and falls onto your chest as gently as he can, pinning you down with his mechanical bulk as you sputter and laugh at him.

Wheezing under his happily squirming form, you try to heave him off so you can breathe, nodding and gasping that yes, you would like to know what he did all day.

Pathfinder laughs and rolls off you, though keeps his legs on top of yours. "I found this new stim programme today."

"Yeah? What kind of stim programme is that?" You're curious. He has a lot of them, though they are mostly calibrated for battle and combat. Normally he's not this excited about body mods, too; well, except for ones that give you a reason to be excited.

If he could smile, Pathfinder would, and it would grow into an eager smirk when he asks you to touch his leg after a few fiddles with his console.

"Your leg?"

"Yep!"

Intrigued and curious, you oblige, trailing a finger down the inside of his thigh tentatively. Much to your glee and Pathfinder's pleasure, your robotic lover shivers and sighs tremulously.

"O-oh!" Pathfinder whimpers and curls close. "Oh, that's-that's an interesting sensation!" As you continue to dance your fingers up and down his, now sensitive, thigh, he starts to wriggle a little, pressing close to you and resting his optic on your shoulder. "T-this is amazing!"

"A pleasure stim, Path?" You're grinning widely now, turning on your side so you can let him burrow into your chest. You have half a mind to ask him what it does, but honestly? You can find out for yourself. Also, Pathfinder is in no condition to be speaking, if his slightly glitching display and stuttering vocals are any indications. "Looks like it's working well~"

He nods, a breathless quality to his synthetic voice which intrigues you. A robot that can't breathe is wheezing and sounding like he's out of breath and panting. How peculiar!

The bot squirms and rolls onto his back, looking for all the world like he's trying to decide whether to spread himself open so you can touch him everywhere, or whether he wants to touch you too and see how that feels. His display shows that indecision, the screen flickering between different faces. "I-I...this-"

"Don't worry, baby. I know what to do," you croon, stripping your pants off quickly so you can slide on top of his hips to pin him down.

"Oh!" He moans and arches up, his hands going to your waist and your hips and pressing down hard. "That's different from before!" A good different, by his books, particularly since your heat mingles with your weight to press down deliciously on him. How could he not feel like this before? It's just you sitting on his hips and he's so close to begging you like he never has before.

"Oh honey, if you like that," you purr and heft his cock attachment in one hand, "You're going to love this."

Pathfinder's screen switches to one with stars in his eyes, his optic turning pink, even, as he sees the ridged, perfectly curved, perfectly sized cock in your hand. "I like the way you think! Put it on. Put it on! I want to feel it!" His hands scrabble at your wrists eagerly, making grabby hands that he's seen online.

A little bit of grabbing and grappling and you're securing the nodes to his crotch as he removes his 'modesty panel'. Before you've even finished snapping it in place, Pathfinder is winding his hands around your wrists in anticipation.

"You're such an eager beaver!" You laugh at him, slapping his hands away gently so you can see what you're doing and check that it's on him securely. Well, turns out you don't have to do that because he jumps underneath you with a sharp yelp that you've never heard before. "Path?"

"Nnnggghh~" Pathfinder's head is thrown back into the pillows, hands clamping down on your hips so hard that you're groaning too - in pain.

"H-hands off!" You growl, trying your best to pry his vice grip off you. "I think you're gonna break my hip."

"Apologies!" His gasp is dazed and his optic dilates and contracts uncontrollably. "I can't-control-too sensitive-"

His garbles are only somewhat intelligible, reflecting how scrambled his processors are that they can't even form sentences. In fact, the only things running through his processor is that *fuck* this programme was worth every credit he spent and that he doesn't think he wants you to move your hand from his cock anytime soon.

Meanwhile, on the side that still has their sanity, you're watching him with wide eyes as you brace one hand on his chest, near his screen, and the other around the base of his cock with your thumb just barely touching the silicon. You've never seen such an explosive reaction from just one finger before; though, despite all the fun things you and he have gotten up to, he's a true virgin in this regard. "Having fun, baby?"

"Ohhhh~" His optic blinks blearily at you and he raises a trembling thumbs up. "S-so much fun. Keep going, please!"

Grinning so widely you think you're just about to split your face. "Brace yourself, Path, I think we're going to send you into space!"

"Oh! Space! A very pretty place to-*oohhhhhnnnggg*~" A loud, resounding moan cuts off his cheery quip as you close your hand around the base of his cock. Again, his hands jitter up your thighs and to your waist, though this time they shake and twitch but don't clamp down as they did before. "I think-I think I can see heaven from here~"

You guffaw with laughter, so tickled by the thought that your hand, just barely stroking him from root to tip, could send him into euphoria like that.

Up, twist, down. That gets Path to squirm and arch his back beneath you, his screen glitching out and his vocals going haywire.

Cupping the head of his cock, twisting your palm and polishing his tip gets you a long, prolonged scream and a clear bead of lube bubbling at the tip. His legs scrabble behind you, whirring and gears clicking in his body as he shifts and rolls around as best he can to weather this new deluge of sensations. Between your legs, his chassis heats up almost dangerously, just this close to searing the skin off your flesh.

As familiar as you are with his body, that can only mean one thing.

"Are you close to overloading, baby?"

His optic flickers back on, much dimmer than it usually is, so he can look at you with what appears to be a dazed expression. It looks like he's trying to say something, but whatever's going on in his processor must have shut down his vocals by accident, because he's nodding fervently in place of begging you like he usually does. Fascinating. Uttterly, utterly fascinating. You must explore more when he's not so new to these sensations.

"You wanna cum for me, baby?"

More fervent nodding and kneading of your hips and thighs. A veritable river of lube trails down his cock, slicking up your hands so you can use both to stroke and squeeze his cock.

On his end, Pathfinder keens inwardly, screaming into the void that it's so much better when your grip is slick and smooth and tight and warm. It's everything he ever dreamed of and if your hands feel like this, he can't imagine what it would feel like to be inside you. To feel your powerful muscles clamping down on him, the soft and silky insides that you described to him one day. And now- and now he can-!

Path's body vibrates powerfully beneath you, startling you for a moment because of the sheer intensity of it. You've never felt anything like it before, but you definitely recognise the rebooting of his screen and the darkness of his optics - he overloaded spontaneously.

His cock throbs under your grip, another engineering sexbot marvel, but one that you're thankful for now as you angle him just right to slide his cock into you. What? It's free cock? Also, you can just get him to shut down the programme when he comes to. Well, if he comes to before you're done.

#apex legends #apex legends imagines #pathfinder #dom!reader #sub!pathfinder #lemon

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