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gingerlurk · 9 months

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Joel Miller x f!Reader x EzraProspect

Out of universe. Out of character. Out of my damn mind.

Rating: 18+ explicit MDNI – mfm, no-outbreak!Joel Miller, menace!EzraProspect, established relationship (with Joel), pair of consent kings, porn without plot, cuckholding (not really), ass slapping, tit grabbing, a touch of breath play, ass play, rimming, unprotected piv x 2 (be safe), self-pleasuring (reader & Joel), spitting x 2, a little hair pulling (only description of reader is having hair to be pulled and caressed), biting, cmnf (both men stay mostly clothed while you are naked), creampie, we’ve got a cock-drunk reader I think, maybe even a squinty breeding kink (I surprised myself there), aftercare, it’s implied Ezra is your ex (you’re cool though), he has both arms, he also has a variety of weird nicknames for you I dunno, Joel just calls you baby, Joel carries you but he’s just so strong, you know? Appearances from Frankie Morales, Javier Peña and Din Djarin.

Look it’s just… look. Let me know if I should add any others, cheers!

Word count: 4.6k

AN: Interrupting my own Mandalorian-obsessed programming to share this self-indulgent, pure unadulterated filth. I don’t know what this is. It came to me as I was lost in an acute migraine haze and it just feels like it needs to be out of my head to bring me any kind of peace.

Honestly just a way to get me through the holiday sads at this point.

These are standalone characters, and I have thots for the other three PP boys mentioned at the start. So we’ll see how tortured I am by those/how this one goes and they may turn into follow-ups. Enjoy?!

He's not your first choice. He's not even your third.

But fuck, Joel wants this and you're seeing your options get shot down one after the other.

Frankie is an outright no – positive Joel is just gonna kill him the moment he lays hands on your body. Unwilling to listen to your assurances, your assertions that it wasn’t even your idea to begin with, he doesn’t relent from his refusal.

Lifting his cap to run fidgety fingers through his hair, the gorgeous pilot turns you down with regret in his dark, sweet eyes.

Javier Peña, the sex siren incarnate, also shakes his head.

‘Don't get me wrong, hermosa,’ he croons, leaning in close. ‘I'd fuck you three different ways on three different days, no question.’ He lifts a brow, pouts. ‘But not with another man present.’

Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, he says, ‘If I can have you all to myself, you call me.’

All breathy as he saunters away, you file that for later. Maybe once Joel has had his fill of this little venture, he'll be feeling generous to such a request.

And Din. Well, the mysterious perennial traveller is off overseas somewhere and no one knows when he'll show up next. Bust there.

So it is with a little apprehension in your chest that you text the man that, as you know all too well from your wild days at uni, is up for just about anything.

The message has barely landed on read when he calls.

‘You crave defilement as your beasty man watches, do you?’ Ezra snarls into the line. ‘Want me to do it? Raw? Want him to bear witness to the things I know I can get you to do and scream?’ His voice buzzes in your ears and makes your belly thrum.

‘That's quite the prospect.’

With some brief explanations he barely even pretends to need, a date is set and you hang up with a shaky thumb to your screen.

It’s shaking again along with the rest of you as you tug the door open on the tap-tap-tap Ezra places to the glass. His half side smile turns to a lascivious grin as he sees you, eyes tracking over you – head to toe. They flick to Joel, who stands at the base of the stairs with arms crossed and jaw locked.

‘Evenin’,’ your guest greets as you wave him inside. ‘We ready for this arrangement of ours to commence?’

In answer, Joel turns and climbs the steps. Ezra looks at you with a smirk.

‘Not a talker, is he?’

‘You know he isn’t,’ you reply.

Nothin’ to say to that so you gesture and he follows. Up the stairs and into the bedroom, where Joel has already taken his position – seated in a dining chair dragged up from the kitchen, facing the far side of the bed.

Your heart flutters at the sight. At what you’re about to do.

Ezra steps up to stand beside you, where you’ve come to a stop on the opposite edge of the double-queen.

He hisses in a breath. ‘Now, we discussed this on the phone but I am keen to confirm, with all parties here and present, that – in your words – no act, motion or gesture is strictly off the table tonight. Is that right? No glarin’ slips? In this moment, right here?’

‘There is the one rule,’ you say. ‘It’s a firm one.’

Ezra turns to you, raises his arms and skates a palm across each of your shoulders. It makes a sizzling path on your skin.

‘Now that small detail has not left my awareness, dear,’ he says, melty pools of want in his gaze. ‘Be most assured. Anything else?’

‘We have the safe word,’ you say, getting antsy.

‘Mmhm, I remember that too, don’t worry,’ he replies. ‘But,’ a nod to Joel, face serious, ‘with those taken wholly and – may I add, justly – into account. To confirm?’

Joel’s jaw ticks. He looks to you for a moment. As you nod, so does he – shifting his gaze back to the man standing next to you.

‘Excellent,’ Ezra turns and gives you a thorough leer, a Cheshire grin. Eyes seizing your insides with the intent behind them. ‘Then, I would say that the next pertinent steps are for you to remove every single stitch of clothin’ adorned to your body and get on that there bed.’

You do as you’re told, shucking off top and skirt but pausing with a little trepidation at bra and panties. Ezra has to make a little ‘go on’ motion before you shed those too and – fighting the butterflies erupting in your belly – climb across the quilt.

On hands and knees, you look up and lock eyes with Joel. He’s bent forward, elbows on his own knees spread wide, gaze intent. You feel Ezra behind and a covetous grip on your thighs tugs you closer to his side of the bed.

‘So,’ Ezra murmurs. A hand lands on the small of your back, warm and large and calloused. ‘I admit I hold a curiosity that cannot be helped. And I must ask.’

The hand raises and lands with a firm smack on an ass cheek. You gasp a little and the momentum of the slap has you leaning toward Joel, whose teeth have bared just a little. He doesn’t move. The fingers behind you dig into your flesh, urge you back toward Ezra’s edge again.

‘It is a simple curiosity,’ he goes on. ‘It is only this: why?’

Another slap and, at your pained yelp, he carries on, ‘Why allow me this? This beauty who I imagine has known only your hands for the longest time? Why let me have her now…’ His palm soothes the burn of his flagellation. He waits.

Joel gives in to the slightest shrug.

‘Guess I’m curious too,’ he drawls. ‘I’ve explored every single part of this sweet thing. In’erested to see what another man’ll do with her.’

The low whistle over your shoulder is filled with relish. You hear Ezra suck in air between clenched teeth. Holding you firm, he rocks against your exposed rear, lets you feel the erection straining against his pants.

‘Every part of her, huh?’ he queries. Without warning, a huge arm wraps across your middle and slings you up. In a heartbeat, you find yourself pressed flush to his front, the rough fabric of his shirt no barrier to the heat radiating off his torso. He holds you so tight to himself, you can feel the thud thud thud of his heart between your shoulder blades.

The movement also causes your legs to twitch and you feel it. The start of your arousal leaking between your thighs. Another look at Joel, and his intense focus has you slippery and throbbing.

You breathe deep and wait, eyes now closed and listening only to two men breathing hard as well.

Ezra’s other arm moves onto you.

‘So I am given to be assured you’ve amply taken in these pretties,’ Ez growls. Both hands cup and massage your tits, bring the nipples to a standing attention. He waits. ‘Well?’

‘What d’ya think?’ Joel spits with a small head tilt.

‘Mm,’ Ez hums, nods into your shoulder. ‘Mmhm.’

Fingers move up, up, across a collarbone and to the base of your throat.

‘And here?’ he asks. ‘Have you known her here? Gifted her the dizzying sensations of restricted breath? Held her life, both gentle and savage, amidst the pressure of your digits?’

At that, he presses his middle and index fingers into the soft skin under your jaw and you feel it, just a little. Just the beginnings of light and airy pleasure pulsing in your head. His thumb strokes by your other ear.

Joel's own hands are clenched into tight fists, resting on his knees as he has straightened up. Almost primed. Like an animal ready to pounce.

‘Have you?’ The man with his hand around your neck presses.

With eyes growing hungrier, Joel nods.

That elicits a surprised little sound from Ezra.

‘Well,’ he turns his head and addresses you. The thumb engages and pushes down, in. Now you’re feeling it. Feeling it thrum from the crown of your head through your body and down to your cunt, which is decidedly dripping. ‘This bird may have flown my nest, but you took a little something learned with you, huh?’

You can’t move, can’t speak. Might just cum. Might just fucking cum and he hasn’t even touched you yet. So you just let your eyes roll back and hope Joel can see how much you love it. The choke stays light, your possessor seemingly interested only in taunting and testing.

A tiny whine escapes your throat. Ezra lets go and you gasp a little, let your chest rise and fall as you suck in oxygen.

Look to Joel again, feel an undeniable rush as you see he’s staring at the apex of your thighs. His shoulders rising and falling too, almost in sync with you. He can see it. You know he can.

Ezra is still holding you tight as your head lolls with abandon, falls onto his shoulder.

Finally, finally, the hand that had been around your neck moves down. Down.

God yes, please…

But he only barely cups your mound, doesn’t go anywhere near where you need it.

‘And this?’ he questions unnecessarily. ‘And of course, you will have intimate carnal knowledge of this right here? Please assure me you know every single blessed millimetre of this holiest of shrines. I would be aggrieved were it not so.’

‘Yes,’ Joel rasps in a voice filled with fury and lust.

You can’t help yourself. You start to beg, ‘Pl- Please.’ Try to buck into his hand, for the contact, for just a little bit of friction to where you’re humming like a charged wire. But it backfires. He leaves your core and covers your mouth instead. Leans into your ear.

‘Ssh, my bird,’ he murmurs. ‘Ssh, do not fret. I’m going to take care of you.’

With a little shove, he lets you flop forwards, where you catch yourself on your forearms and bury your head between them, burning up.

With your ass still high, cool air only has a moment to make itself known before he’s drawn you close, presses himself against your thighs.

‘You impress me, Joel,’ he grits. ‘Joel, I have to say that you have indeed impressed me. And with now a… slight doubt in my conviction, I am keen to make the case there is a space within her you have yet to take solace.’

A large thumb lands between your shoulders and starts a path down your spine. It takes its time, feeling each vertebrae and letting you arch against the touch. Slipping over the sweat that beads on your skin. It comes to rest against the crease at the top of your ass cheeks. Oh god. He’s gonna--

‘So Joel, what of this?’ The snarl behind you is feral, frightening. ‘Have you made an expedition of—’

He doesn’t finish the sentence as his thumb swipes down and connects with your tight ring of muscle, presses firm there but doesn’t yet go further.

‘Oh fuck,’ you twist your head to look back. He’s not looking down at you but up and over your head, staring at Joel.

‘Have you?’ he snarls again, making you clench.

You can’t hear or see Joel's response, but Ezra’s reaction is a look of pure delight.

‘Mmmm,’ he groans and moves his thumb just long enough to spit there before it’s back and massaging your entrance. Hot want coils in your belly as he teases and teases. God, you should have known he would really draw it out.

‘Please.’ Another plea escapes you, hitched and breathy. ‘Please.’

‘Who are you talking to, my pet?’ he asks, pressing just a little harder and leaning himself against you. You can feel his hard cock digging into your ass again. ‘To whom do you make this entreaty?’

‘You,’ you cry out. ‘You. Please, Ezra. Please, pl—’

He drops to his knees behind you and, without preamble, lays his open mouth over your asshole. Pressing hard before setting a furious pattern of licking and sucking – turning away only to bite and nip at the flesh on either side.

The man works like he is trying to devour the universe. His tongue circles a few times before pushing inside you.

It’s unreal – a sublimity to get lost in. You let yourself sink into it. Keen and cry and buck back into him as he sets each and every nerve ending on fire.

He pushes your knees apart so you sink deeper and reach wider for him. Hands are gripping your ass to hold you open and it doesn’t seem like he’s planning to move on anytime soon, working lips and tongue and teeth across your seam and every inch he can reach.

You just can’t stand it anymore.

‘Can I touch myself?’ you gasp. ‘Can I—’

He withdraws his tongue from you with a chuckle. ‘Mmmm, what do you say?’

With a frustrated groan, ‘Please, Ezra.’

‘You do whatever it is your heart desires, sweet one,’ he grunts against you, going back to his ruminations. ‘I am quite content here.’

You’d had your face pressed into the linens of your bed, but you arch your head up to look at Joel while reaching between your thighs, stretching your shoulder to give yourself the space.

As you move, so does he. In time with desperate movement onto yourself, he leans back, undoes his belt and pulls his cock free, stroking its firm length as your fingers connect with your clit.

It’s an instant jolt of mind-numbing pleasure. The hungry bundle of nerves ready to blow. Your scream of ecstasy, echoing in the room, is responded to with a pair of deep, guttural groans. Ezra’s shoots through your body as it vibrates behind you. Joel’s rings in your ears.

The man in front of you nods, encouraging you on as you circle and work yourself. Watching his own pace, you match it and it’s not long before your mouth is locked open in an ‘O’ of bliss and you’re cumming. The wet suctioning sensation on your rear drives your orgasm along a straight and narrow rush that shoots through you so hard you’re screaming into the sheets.

As you start to be able to hear again, Joel is murmuring praises.

Huffing and heaving on the remnants of your comedown, you look up. He’s furiously fisting his cock, bent so far forward you could reach out and touch him. You don’t though, just stare with mouth-watering want, desperate to have him on your tongue and pressing down your throat.

With that thought, you rub and rub and rub. Push back, back, back on the mouth working you with a tireless appetite.

Reading your face, watching your every twitch and pulse – Joel waits for the perfect moment and-

‘Another,’ he grits out.

‘Fuh—hah!'

It comes for you with a ferocious force, taking over every muscle in your body and making you shudder with its savage intensity. Both men pause as you spasm and let a dozen tortured little ‘Ah’s escape you.

Barely able to lift your head, you twist it just enough to see the possessed demon that was once Joel – dark eyes ablaze and tendons taunt and straining on his neck.

‘Fuck her,’ he commands. Pre-cum glistens on your view of the underside of his shaft. ‘Fuck her, now.’

Ezra pulls away from you with a slick gasp.

‘Okay, Joel,’ he says – his outer calm contrasted with Joel’s madness somehow the hottest thing happening right now.

Ez stands, replacing his tongue with his thumb, which he pushes in to the first knuckle. At your pitched moan, he holds you there. Doesn’t seem at all bothered by your hand still working your clit as you feel the pressure of his cock’s head at your entrance. It slides through your folds and he uses his grip on your ass to guide you to back up onto him.

‘I’m going to fuck her now, Joel,’ he says, all hushed and lowly.

The motion of your hips moving back right as he – fierce and swift – bucks his cock hard into you punches the air from your lungs. The slap of his hips meeting your ass fills the room.

So full and stretching. The emptiness replaced by shards of excruciating pleasure. It’s too much. It’s just enough.

The space is quiet for a moment and you look round, see Ezra through your blurry, tear-stained vision. He seems paralysed, head tilted a little and mouth locked open. The only movement is the hollow of his throat dipping and peaking fast – the man’s practically hyperventilating. Sweat at his temples and eyes glassy and staring at nothing.

On your knees, split open by his cock, you wait and watch. After a moment--

‘Ez?’ you question.

His eyes clench shut, as do his teeth, and he takes several deep, dragging breaths.

‘A queen’s…’ he rasps out. ‘A queen’s cunt. That is what you have. Fucking… queen of cunt.’

And at last, he fucks you. One single draw back almost to leave you, then he’s slamming into you, making sure you feel every single thrust hit your ass and thighs. Convulsing your clit every time.

He reaches forward and grabs a fistful of your hair, using the purchase to lift your head so Joel sees your face twisted with bliss. Your tits bouncing with each smack of flesh behind you.

You can tell he’s enjoying the view, rewarding your efforts with a gaze so hot and crackling, the sight might just make you c—

The penetration in your ass leaves you and you gasp as you’re hauled up and locked against Ezra’s chest again. So that Joel has a perfect view of his cock disappearing into you. Over and over. A perfect view of your pussy being abused by him.

The man fucking you senseless grabs hold of your wrist, lifts the fingers that you’d been pleasuring yourself with and sucks on them. He moans at your taste, appreciative and reverent, like you’re a pure miracle. Pushes your hand deep so he can cram his tongue into the webbing.

‘Mm,’ he mumbles, letting your fingers go with a wet suck. He spits over your shoulder so it dribbles between your breasts. ‘But you are divine, do you know that? Does he tell you? Makes sure you know?’

All hissed into your ear as he pumps and pumps. Fucking up into you with a freakish stamina you hadn’t remembered before now but is coming back to your pleasure-buzzed mind.

‘Allowing me to take this perfect body apart, as I see fit?’ he goes on. ‘You are divine.’

It’s just a little annoying. How coherent he still is. So – tightening your belly and bearing down – you clench your cunt around him as hard as you can and are rewarded with a pained gasp.

You don’t think he intends to, but he bolts forwards and collapses the two of you onto the bed, sprawling out over you. There’s just enough time for you to grab a pillow and shove it underneath, tipping your pelvis into him. And it doesn’t slow him at all. Flat out on your stomach, he adjusts and takes the new angle inside you with glee, hips rocking into you so hard you jolt and slide back and forth.

He ruts your pussy like the deranged animal that he is. His belly presses into the small of your back where he drives himself down into you. Teeth collect a chunk of flesh by your shoulder and bite down. Fingers tangle and lock into hair to hold your head still, so that you can’t move and can only take it.

He finds your sweet spot, connecting the huge head of his cock with it over and over. He fucks you so hard that your clit is forced down onto a run of stitching in the cushion, and it rubs the tight bundle in perfect sync with the stimulation being exacted deep within you.

It’s intoxicating. A rhythm of ecstasy. A crescendo that is near unendurable. You fight it for as long as you can, wanting the sensations to last, but your body has ideas of its own.

Ezra moans.

‘She’s clenching up, Joel,’ he says with desperation. Babbling. ‘I can feel it. Joel. Can feel. I can feel her. I’m going to feel her- cum on my cock, uhhhnnn.’

It’s so intense you just moan and whine into the bed, twitching and writhing as fireworks erupt inside you.

Joel literally growls. It’s echoed by the man on top of you, who’s draining the sound right into your ear. You twist your head to see Ez. He’s looking up, face to Joel with an ecstatic rictus of an expression locked on his features as you flutter and clench around him.

‘Oh, fuh- fuck,’ Ezra, finally incoherent. ‘Fuc- cum—gonna c—’

‘Rule,’ you gasp. ‘The rule, Ez!’

In a heartbeat he withdraws from you, pushes himself up and you feel the hot ropes of his spend land on your back, your shoulders – maybe a little in your hair.

‘Fuck,’ he repeats, panting. ‘Uhhh.’

From where you’re sprawled, limp and fucked out on the mattress, two strong hands loop around your upper arms and pull.

You give a yelp of surprise as you whole bodily slide out from under Ezra, across the bed, off of it entirely, and you’re manhandled into Joel’s lap. He’s so strong and you’re so boneless, you’ve got legs either side of him and are being guided onto his cock in a matter of moments.

‘My turn,’ he rumbles, so impossibly low and wrecked.

Your spent pussy lets him slide home in one swift thrust. Hands glide across the cum spread on your back, push it back and forth for a moment before he’s holding your hips and lifting and slamming you onto himself. You grip his shoulders for dear life, the place inside you that Ezra had just been abusing roaring back to set a blaze in your entire body.

Hands falling off his shoulders with his force, you fist the front of his flannel instead as he pumps his thick shaft with you, uses you on himself.

Thinking he’s going to just go and go until he cums, he surprises you. Changing his thrust, he pulls you closer and starts to buck up his own hips into you. One arm holds you to his chest and the other reaches around.

Oh my g—

‘So you really like this, huh?’ A thick finger finds your puffy, messy hole – opened up by Ezra’s attentions – and pushes in. Joel’s eyes roll back at the resistance. ‘God, it’s so… tight,’ he drawls, huffing into your mouth.

He works the finger in and out, specifically seeming to enjoy the sensation of that initial breach. It’s different, and physically heady. You’re not long for it, and with a groan from Ez, still behind you – a muttered, ‘you see, Joel? Do you see?’ – you’re screaming loud again as you anoint Joel’s cock with your climax.

And now he’s getting close.

‘Whose cock do you want?’ he demands, not relenting his pace for a single moment.

‘Yours,’ you say.

‘Who else’s?’

‘His,’ you whine, tilting a bliss-filled head back over your shoulder.

‘Mmhm, good girl,’ he affirms. ‘Whose pussy is this though? Who is the only one who gets to cum in this pussy.’

The finger slips out as he grips you hard for purchase, driving himself to his release.

‘Who? Tell me.’

‘You!’ you cry. ‘Joel, you. The rule is– hah- uh- Only you can. Only y– Joel.’

With the tiniest bit of muscle control left in your body, you grind your hips deep into him. The sweat and release coating both your skin lets you slide and push. So that when he meets his cliff’s edge and falls over it, the head of his cock is firm against your cervix and his cum soaks your walls. Both strong arms lock around your back and his face is buried in your neck, mouthing and devouring as he groans and groans.

It settles into grunts and gasps as his high rides itself out.

With weak, sloppy movements, you grasp either side of his head and bring it up to yours so you can kiss him, slide your lips and tongue and teeth together for a moment while he comes back to himself. As you part, you’re greeted with the most beatific smile.

Ezra appears by your side, pants zipped up but a fresh erection clearly tightening them again. You take this in then tip your head back to him with a hazy smile.

‘Thanks, Ez,’ you slur.

‘My unequivocal pleasure, dove,’ he says, lifting the thumb that had not been buried inside you and swiping it over your lower lip. ‘Know that I’d ask to kiss you right now, but well…’ A lopsided grin and a lick at his own lips.

‘Yeah, nah,’ you say, mumbling whatever nonsense slips into your mind. ‘Next time, maybe.’

‘Mm,’ he groans. He looks at Joel as you flop forwards into that broad chest and feel arms tighten round you again. ‘Indeed. If you do feel your compersion arise again and wish to seek out my participation once more, I will respond with an enthusiasm most prompt.’

‘Thanks,’ Joel murmurs. ‘Can ya let yer’self out? Got some lookin’ after t’do.’

His attentiveness has you feeling all warm as you listen to Ezra’s footsteps move out of the room, down the stairs, and the front door open and close.

Joel sifts fingers through your hair. Nuzzles your ear. ‘Did so well fer me, baby,’ he whispers. ‘So well. Looked s’fuckin’ good.’

All you manage is an affirmative ‘mmmmm’.

‘You want a shower?’ he asks. ‘Can ya stand?’

You nod to the first question and shake your head to the second, tucked into his neck. He sighs with content and braces your legs against his sides, stands up with you firmly locked in his embrace. Carries you to the bathroom where he only sets you down, cock slipping out, when you can lean against the cool tiles. Stumbling a little, you use the toilet as he gets the water up to temp and undresses.

In the warm cocoon of steam, he cleans you from head to toe, washing away Ezra’s spit on your chest and cum on your back. The sweat and the tears. The mess on your thighs. Hands soothe across bite marks and finger grazes. Each one he checks, ‘this okay?’, ‘this one?’, ‘okay, baby?’. You nod and hum and get lost in this unique feeling.

After, he guides you back to the bed where he’d watched another man take you to pieces, settles you under the covers.

‘Hungry?’ he asks. ‘Thirsty?’

‘Thirsty,’ you mumble. ‘And tired.’

‘Okay, one sec.’ His warmth and shadow vanish for a little bit, and you’re fighting sleep as he returns with two glasses of water. Makes you drink the first and sets the second by your bedside before climbing in and cradling you against his chest – by which point you are dead to the world.

Uh, so yeah. Go about your day…

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beefrobeefcal · 4 months

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Fellow scout beefroooooo!!

🌪️ asknado in a trailer park time! 🫡

What Pedro boy haven't you created for, are you intimidated by, or feel like your HC is so niche or different that you can't find the muse to create for him? (Bonus points for an explanation!)

Hello Scout Mar!

I like this... it's a dozy of a question. I think the P-boy I am the the least likely to write is...

Oberyn Martell. Why? While I think he's just peachy keen, I have no want or need to delve into beefing him up. I will read the heck out of OM fics if I feel called to it, but the inspo I would have had for him died in May 2019 with the way GOT ended.

Call me shallow, but that whole cluster fuck of a series finale left a terrible taste in my mouth.

Now, you're lucky, @marisferasiop, bc this is a multi P-boy answer for me (even if you never intended it to be). Because now I'm going to sound off who I have yet to give a good beefening to and whether you can expect them or not. See below the cut!

Yours in sin,

Beefro👌🥩💜

Jack 'Whiskey' Daniels ✅ yes! eventually. I had nearly 4k words written for him but lost it all because I apparently had to learn a lesson about using auto-save correctly.

Tim Rockford ✅ He's so far only appeared in a HeftyThrowaway, but I have a delightful thot or two in mind for our 46 second crime solving king.

Max Lord ❓ Other than how chunky he looked in WW1984, I just cannot get on the hype train with this character. Maybe in the future? or if a really good thot comes into the THOT TANK...

Max Philips ✅ Yes. I feel like he and Dave York are two sides of the same cookie. There's gotta be something there, right?

Marcus Moreno 🚫 I've only ever seen gifs and screenshots of this film and while I enjoy the view, I am just not interested (for now).

Penis Collector ❓ I saw Drive Away Dolls in the theatre - went to see Pedro on the big screen - and if I can somehow figure out a way to incorporate random, drug fueled side notes through out, this is a strong maybe.

Silva 🚫 I have read enough Silva fics to know when to step away and let the masters do their work.

Din Djarin ✅ BEEFRO IN SPACE 🌌🚀🧑‍🚀

Javi Gutierrez ✅ Oh heckin heck yes! Currently working on his debut!

Pero Tovar ✅ I did not understand the hype for this character until I watched this man's grumpy ass yearn for food and roll his eyes at Matt Damon.

#pedro scouts #asknado 2024 #pedro scout badges #pedro scouts of tumblr #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal tummy #you ask beefro answers #thot tank #you asked beefro answered #🥩

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daimyosprincess · 2 years

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HOLD ON umm not to come in unannounced but do you have any boba fic recommendations asking for a friend 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙏🙏

NEVER apologize for coming in my inbox asking for Boba content because I always vibrating with need to talk about the daddy in chief!!!

Under the cut are some off the top of my head (you can check out my #fanfic tag too) and I will reblog with additional recs if I think of them.

All are 18+ and Boba x F!Reader unless noted, and in no particular order.

Homecoming by @thefact0rygirl

I would pay real money for the chance to read all of Vee's fics for the first time again. Her masterlist is my go to when I crave that good Boba 🌶️.

Afflictions by @rexxdjarin

This Empire-era fic lives rent free in my head. Julie gives me my regular Boba fix with her trove of thots and drabbles in her masterlist.

Verman'alor by @galacticgraffiti

Deliciously spicy read with lots of cool Mando'a used. Gala has some other great Boba pieces listed in their masterlist as well.

Hurts So Good by @saradika

Honestly I can't pick my favorite of her Boba fics, this is just the first one I had saved. The Little Mess duo is also amazing fucking hot.

The Duality of Us by @acatalystrising

You can really tell how much Eliza loves Boba in her writing! She's got a few other series and oneshots in her masterlist.

Tea Shop series by @pickleprickle

You want the sweetest Boba fluff you can imagine? Look no further than this series!! Brings a smile to my face every time I see a new part. Check out Lee's masterlist too.

A Simple Thing by iridan [Boba Fett x Din Djarin]

This fic... whew. I binged it in two weeks and I still have yet to fully recover. Excellent world building and FEELINGS. i am also into bobadin now

A Pillar of Salt by acomplicatedprofession

One of the most achingly beautiful things I've ever read. 10/10 in the feelings department.

I Know What You Like by millennialfalcon

Let's just say I found out that I'm definitely into that.

Rescue of the Wretched by @mando-cyare

One of the earliest Boba fics I read when I rediscovered my undying love for obsession with Boba when the Mandalorian came out, and this is still one of my all-time favs.

Bred by the King by Much_Ado_Abt_Novels

Another early fic. Guess I'm into that now too ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And last but not least I want to give a shout out to all the creators out their sharing their content with us!! Thank you for giving me the serotonin I need to survive 💖

#please add on more boba recs!!#i miss him 🥲#fic recs #fanfic #boba fett #ask

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oonajaeadira · 1 year

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For the Love of Fic: June 21

Here’s what I loved the last couple of weeks!

🪐 = Year of Themed Creations work!

JAVIER PEÑA

Voulez-Vous by @simpingcowboy 🪐 Year of ABBA indeed. The two things I love about this fic are the way it takes the song and puts it into fic form seamlessly...and the sensory details that put me right there in that sweaty, loud Medellin club. Oh. And the way I can almost feeeeeeel Javier’s packed jeans under my fingers. nnnnnnng

JOEL MILLER

Year of Small Joys 4 - Breathtaking Sunrise by @keldabe-kriff 🪐 A simple and lovely drabble. What Ellie sees is a real sunrise. What Joel sees is an opportunity to muse on the moment, that in another life, it would be a moment of everyday peace...

OBERYN MARTELL

Yes You May by @grogusmum 🪐 Imagine it. Maybe you just go about your Beltane way, all flowers and ribbons and branches and such. Then you get yourself all ready for the Maypole and find yourself dancing with a handsome stranger with a sly smile and a golden robe. A stranger that wants to jump fires for you...or with you.... Yes plz.

DIN DJARIN

Return the Favor by @ghostofskywalker 🪐 Just on the friendlier side of enemies to ... allies for now, I love the little things that give the reader some trust in Din. From running a mission for him to being given a place to crash and an offer to tag along on some more adventures, this couple’s off to a rough start, but seem to be fitting together more and more as the story goes on. I bet the adventure’s not gonna stop with these two.

Tidal Force by @the-blind-assassin-12 A mermaid AU, but the reader is the mermaid. Specifically one on Mandalore beneath the glassed-in Sea of Sundari and forever pining for the Concordian moon. There’s a reason for that though, and it all has to do with a fairytale...and I do so love a good fairytale.

EZRA

untitled (Bangathon Ezra / Spooning) by @prolix-yuy Really, isn’t it every girl’s dream to be yearned for by Ezra? To be lusted after by Ezra? To be woken from sleep in the hot tent you share and taken in a sweet and feral fit of need by Ezra? Kevva’s balls, this gave me the wants and the thots and the hots. Color me glad for asking...

MAX PHILLIPS AND DIETER BRAVO

D is for Double Penetration by @butchmandalorian 🪐 You know who’s getting the double D? It’s not you. and it’s not Dieter. There’s so much kink happening here, so much play and trust and Dieter being a flirty bi king and Max being cute because he doesn’t know how to deal with all these new wants and feels... Again. @butchmandalorian‘s dom fics always push my buttons because her characters are always loving and good to each other and the trust is real. I really don’t know who to be jealous of in this fic...I want to be all of them....

SPECIAL GUEST CORNER

BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

More Than Just a Pretty Face by @captainsophiestark 🪐 I don’t know much about the Bridgerton world, but I do love the regency period and I thoroughly enjoyed this meet cute with surprise revelation. These two are so cute together and it seems like they really do deserve some fun. What good is courting if you have to be stuffy and proper all the time? What good is being a sassy, talented woman without someone who can really appreciate it? Nice.

PIPPIN TOOK

Free Food by @ironmandeficiency It’s a love story and ahhhhhh you’re seeing Pip + Food and making assumptions. You would only be half right. Because when @ironmandeficiency says Year of Idiots they really chose a perfect one here. Full disclosure: There was a time I would have very much loved to have been Pip’s object of affection....and maybe this fanned a little flame for him....

#for the love of fic #bridgerton fanfic #benedict bridgerton #narcos fanfic #javier peña #lotr fanfic #pippin took #mandalorian fanfic #din djarin #tlou fanfic #joel miller #got fanfic #oberyn martell #bloodsucking bastards fanfic #max phillips #the bubble fanfic #dieter bravo #prospect fanfic #ezra

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court-jobi · 1 year

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✨ send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going ! hope you're having a beautiful day darling, sending lots of love your way✨

@evenstaredits you are just the best 🥰🥰🥰🥰

As a life update, I have not abandoned writing!! Between fun summer travel and then two back to back surgeries for my poor puppy (15 month old, but he's still Baby), it's been a wild and unexpected few months. Work's also gearing up with changes all around, so while it's exciting, it's been zapping my time and brainpower-- and coffee writing hours 😭

Here's my current slate of WIPs for any and all interested:

LotR: Thorin WIP (sequel to Want for Nothing by request!)

LotR: Thorin WIP // some lovely storm comfort with our King~

LotR: Fili one-shot // my first for him that I'd love to make a full one shot!

Star Wars: Boba Fett // one shot that I might make a lil series? Techy Reader and delicious Daimyo!BoBF era Boba ❤️‍🔥

Star Wars: Paz Viszla (sequel to Just be Gentle by request; perhaps taking relationship to next level-- goobs of sweetness) + maybe it's sequel?...

Star Wars: (2) Din Djarin stories that are mostly complete! Just gotta format, land the plane, and make pretty for Tumblr 🤩

LoZ: one shots, bc Tears of the Kingdom got me in my Hyrule Brainrot Era... So many thots, so little time~~

My Star Wars content tends to do the best here and on Ao3... But I have loads of ideas so that there's something for everyone!! I hope to share more fandom goodness with y'all soon... Major kudos to my Discord family (y'all mean the world to me) for being so supportive -here, and on the interwebs- and for loving me through this unintended hiatus! I have so much reading, replying and reblogging to do...

Perhaps if I take a pure PTO day, I can catch up on everything!

Pic of my sweet puppy for good vibes-

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thirsty-boba-fett-posts · 1 year

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Your ask-fics are giving me so much inspiration and life! Can I also be added to your tag list because I don't want to miss anything? Can I also ask for a drabble if you're not busy?

I have this thot of Grogu being left in Boba's care while Fennec's out on rounds. He takes Grogu to his ship, gives him a tour of all the knickknacks in there and talks about how proud Din is of Grogu, then proceeds to teach him pranks he could pull on Din like 'you know little one, I used to hide stuff from my Buir and then put it back when he isn't looking". Something very nostalgic and doting.

And as I will always find excuses to shove Jango in here because he is my one true King, if you could do a scene where they just sit behind the wheel and Boba shows Grogu Jango's data pad on survival, tricks, trades, and just about anything, as if he's reading the bebe a goodnight story (because uncle boba's tired of babysitting and would also like a nap). But the story is like not suitable for kids but very Boba-esque.

Tales about creatures, him stealing a tooth from a balyeg, or him teaching Grogu as per Jango to always have a spare handy. Idk, I'm so sorry if it's too much. ilytho ♥

OH I’M SO EXCITED TO ANSWER THIS ONE.

This drabble is set during The Princess Saga between Parts II & III

The Princess is freshly out of the bacta tank and in a state of shock. Fennec is on patrol with The Mods because of concerns that Brao Opposition Forces will come looking for The Princess. Din is off world gathering information about the coup on Brao and the possible whereabouts of her father. Boba sees this as an opportunity to stay at the palace and spend time with Grogu, ostensibly his godchild, and get a feel for The Princess.

tw: trauma

Fett was concerned about The Princess. A day after he’d helped her out of the bacta tank, she was still nearly catatonic. She interacted with her tooka when it nudged at her face for attention, but her eyes remained glazed over and her face had a worrying pallor. Fett instructed Drash to help her into one of her new dresses and bring her down to meet Grogu. He assumed rightly that Grogu’s gentle, curious nature would elicit some kind of reaction in The Princess.

Despite the circumstances, she was a vision in a fitted dress the color of the Dune Sea at sunrise. Drash practically guided her by the waist down the spiral stairs. She was expressionless, but her eyes were wide. Fett wondered briefly if he was being cruel to her by insisting that she come down from the tower, but her face brightened ever so slightly when she saw Grogu in his arms.

“Come Princess. You were in the bacta tank for a long time. You need to stretch you legs,” he declared firmly. “Take a walk with Grogu and I.”

“Yes, of course,” she said in a hollow voice.

Grogu reached out with one tiny hand and The Princess, seemingly without thought, grasped it in her fingers and offered him the kindest smile she could manage.

The apprehension left Fett. He was glad to have followed his first instinct - get her up and moving, don’t allow her to languish in despair.

…

As they walked together, Grogu cooed softly at The Princess and in response she smiled and nodded at him as if she understood. Some of the anguish left her face.

“You’ve never met a princess before, have you Grogu?” Fett said warmly to the baby in his arms.

The hangar was cool and quiet. The Princess seemed to relax in the emptiness. Their soft footsteps and Grogu’s gentle chatter echoed off of the high domed metal.

Fett was careful to speak only to Grogu. The Princess seemed to withdraw whenever he addressed her. He suspected she may be more comfortable quietly observing. Grogu, wide eyed and fascinated, was clearly enjoying this relaxed outing with his favorite uncle and the quiet lady in the long dress.

“This is my ship,” Fett said proudly.

Grogu made a sweet little noise of appreciation. Unprompted, The Princess reached out and placed her palm on the cool, battered metal. Grogu reached out and Fett brought him closer to the ship so that he could do the same.

“It was my father’s,” Fett said softly, almost to himself. The Princess’ brow furrowed slightly and she brought her hand back to her side.

…

With Grogu in her lap, The Princess seemed far more relaxed. The two of them listened contently as Fett, in his gruff bounty hunter’s voice, recounted stories from his childhood, relating them to different parts of the ship’s interior. Grogu held both of The Princess’ hands in his during the suspenseful parts - he followed each tale intently with his wide, expressive eyes and his mouth open in awe.

“When I was small like you, Grogu, my buir would sit me in his lap in the pilot seat and say ‘verd’ika, you must know your ship like a best friend’ and then he would tell me how each noise the ship makes, each sensor light and indicator is our ship, our friend, telling us what it needs to best serve us,” Boba said, pointing to the instrument panel.

The Princess followed along, occasionally looking down at Grogu to see his reaction. When her eyelids began to look heavy, Boba picked up Grogu and walked the two of them back through the hangar.

Fett sent The Princess to bed, knowing he’d pushed her very far considering how the events of the previous week had left her utterly shattered. He thought it best to end on a good note. Grogu waved at her and she turned and waved back with a soft expression in her eyes before disappearing up the stairs.

Fett sat at the banquet table with Grogu and watched him eat happily from a decadent array of beautifully prepared dishes.

“Thank you for spending time with her, verd’ika,” he said to Grogu. Grogu looked knowingly at Fett, blinked, and smiled.

…

I hope this makes you happy! It was a joy to write!

I feel like @daimyosprincess will want to read this as well.

#boba fett x reader #the book of boba fett #grogu #boba fett imagine

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moodymisty · 1 year

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Fuck, marry, kiss: Wolffe, Paz, Tech; Rex, Fox, Scorch; Obi-Wan, Wrecker, Din

Also your reason for your choices if you want to ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

How dare you make me choose between so many of my husbands

Fuck: Paz Vizsla because no thoughts only thots. I love his hilariously chunky armor and I'll gladly bear him another-shotdeadcausehorny-

Marry: Tech. I returned to this website a Tech Wife and God willing I will leave it a Tech Wife. Husband material.

Kiss: Wolffe. Let me give him a smooch. He acts all tough but I know he would blush >:3

Fuck: Scorch. This dude has no limits I know he would be absolutely wild. Give me a night I don't even fully believe happened.

Marry: Rex. I will not elaborate because of how obvious it is. Husband material, full stop. You dropped this, king 👑

Kiss: Fox. He just needs a fucking nap. Like let me give him a day off, a sandwich, and a kiss on the cheek. Dude deserves it after the Zillo Beast 'incident'.

Fuck: Din because then I can leave a mark on his helmet he'll be mad about forever.

Marry: Wrecker. Husband. Husband. Husband. This man gives the best affection and I just know it.

Kiss: Obi-Wan. Smooch the jedi. He needs it, and plus his beard is cute.

And right back to you, and whoever else wants to play: Fuck, Marry, Kiss: Din, Paz, Boba; Sev, Jesse, Fives; Obi-Wan, Cal Kestis(newgamehype), Maul

#I will live and die a size queen lmao give me a husband that can just tote me around like a sack of potatoes #reply #not writing

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eagle-shadow · 2 years

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New ep of the Mandalorian

It's 2am there will be spelling error n Grammer too

First off my poor boy was stabbed in the back!!!(fitting for the day) Someone needs to get him back to his Assassin mom and King Dad in the safety of their Palace! (Saw a doodle/comic n fell in love with the idea)

When she pulled out the biscuit I thought she was going to say long live the empire.

Can't wait for Mando n Grougu showing up, Din is like ah friend, Grougu is happy because the doctor was his only source of comfort in that hell ship. Pershing is like who are you? Baby just starts throwing a tantrum, Din in like panicking and so is Pershing because a full grown Mandalorian is here crying. The new republic be sweating bullets like fuck the Mand'alor is worried about his buddy so the turn to Dr Pershing's Bestie who helped him rehabilitate like it's ur problem girl u deal with it. Grougu is like don't like this thot everyone is suspicious because how could baby not like you!?

low key I was shipping them because it's better then Bo/Din (In my opinion)... because if u think about it we got dumb ass big bro Din, forgotten good middle child Paz and little rebellious sister Bo. Now we need to throw in cousin Boba n his not gf Bestie Fenn and their adopted son Pershing and their other kids who don't leave home without their neon light up Skechers and scooters. And their pet rancor. Also exasperated Mom armorer,

Loved the fact that the armorer got a big old bucket of living waters, but when u think about bet she's been using the same water for god's knows how long...I'm assuming that it's like liquid beskar or of the same properties as Beskar n the Mando smiths found a way to use it... maybe it's like holy water like if u were to add a certain amount of holy water to regular water then that water becomes holy water. Except Mando water changes it into some sort of beskar liquid, hence changing the water properties that's why it was never dug up and kept underground. That's why it's called living waters.

I was right about maybe the Mythosaur being sealed/hidden only for it to wake up during the purge hella confused

#the mandalorian spoilers #Chapter 19 of The Mandalorian #the mandalorian season three spoilers #eagle shadow screeches and rambles

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cherrypieships · 2 years

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okay thots on mando s3 premiere!!!!

first of all i just love that they didn’t explain why grogu is back w din. they said if you didn’t watch tbobf that’s ur problem sorry :/

MY HUSBAND IS BACK he’s so broad and handsome and FUNNY oh my god he’s in his dad jokes era!!!!

that being said DIN YOU CANNOT THROW A BABY

the way he corrected karga on grogu’s name 🥺 "the little one-" "his name is grogu" OUGGHGHGHH he hurts my heart

din walking around Nevarro and immediately going “hey nice place u got here. can i tear down the half-corpse of a droid you have as a statue in the town square and rebuild it to be my babysitter” what is his fucking problem dsfjdgh

i also love his dedication to remaining a b-plot at all times. ruler of mandalore? no thanks i’m running errands w my baby. space cop? can’t i have to go take the most important bath of all time. pissed off the space pirate king? oh well. bye see you later when this inevitably happens again.

how. did he get into the anzellan workshop. did he crawl. can i see the footage of din crawling.

DIN SITTING CRISS-CROSS APPLESAUCE IN THE ANZELLAN WORKSHOP. PULLING GROGU OFF OF ONE OF THEM WHEN HE HUGS AND SQUEEZES HIM LIKE A PUPPY.

din walking down that long-ass hallway in bo-katan’s castle and going ‘it’s din djarin’ yeah baby i think she remembers you. you kinda took the most powerful weapon in mandalorian history from her and ruined her life on accident. you're also incredibly hard to miss on account of being a fridge.

#olive talks #din #green bean #i missed them ough……#the mandalorian spoilers

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bitchin-beskar · 4 years

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MMMM OKAY SO 🐥’s THOT IS MAKING ME THINK

So you’ve tied Dins arms to the bed frame and you’re straddling him.

One hand grips his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “You wanna cum?”

The glimmer of lust in his eye gives you your answer. “Yeah? Well, we’ll see if I’ll let you.”

Smirking you trail your nails down his chest. Running along the firm muscles and soft swell of his stomach. You grip at his thighs, so close yet so far away from where he wants you. You mouth and lick at his tan skin, biting his nipple softly.

“Mesh’la” he growls, wanting you to believe that he hates this game. His fists clench above his head and his strong thighs twitch.

“What was that? Is the great king begging to have his filthy cock touched?”

He scowls but says nothing, too stubborn to give you the satisfaction. But secretly loving how you’re taunting and teasing him.

“Hmm, too bad then.” Hovering your hand above the red leaking member, you attach to his neck and suck.

You suck as if your life depends on it, wanting to see him sport your mark. Scratch that... needing to see him covered in the marks of your love.

He groans, a deep sensual groan. One that rips through his chest and up his vocal chords. It makes his chest rumble and puff beneath you.

Biting your lip, you smirk and meet his eyes. Everything in you screams to shy away and submit to his dominating aura. But this is the one time you push against it.

You both stare at each other, tension thick and crackling around the two of you. Even when you trail your hand down and grip the base of him, he does nothing.

“No response? Guess I’ll have to make you squirm.”

Sinking your teeth into his shoulder, you stroke up and down.

“Scream for your queen.”

MMMMMM OKAY BYE!!! IVE COMMITED SIN! IM THINKING TOO MANY THOTS. THIS IS ALL 🐥’S FAULT!

-🐒

🐒!!!! YOU’VE BLESSED MY INBOX AGAIN WITH YOUR SINNING AND THOTS!!!

Seriously tho, you and 🐥are really just trying to get me to write another one-shot, aren’t you????

This is... this is hot 🥵

also, may I add on here to this thot?

You finally take mercy on Din after teasing him for what feels like hours, straddling his waist and sinking down slowly on his throbbing cock. The moan he lets out positively sinful, and the noises you’re making are similarly indecent.

He loves it when you ride him, but it’s a special kind of torture to be tied down, forced to watch but unable to touch you. Even though you’re desperate to come, the rush of adrenaline from teasing your love has gone to your head, and the slow swivel of your hips just prolongs his torture.

His arms are straining, the muscles bulging as he instinctively tries to reach for you. He can’t get any leverage, he can’t make you move faster, and it’s driving him crazy.

The sudden ripping sound startles both of you, and your wide eyes flicker up to see that Din’s actually shredded the fabric that you’d used to tie him down.

It takes him an moment to realize he’s free, but the second he does, his eyes darken considerably and he’s gripping your waist and flipping you under him.

“You’ve had your fun, darling,” he growls in your ear. “Now it’s my turn.”

...

yea ok I’ve gotta write this

#🐒 anon #🐥 anon #two thots combined to create #the ultimate thot!!#whew this is hot tho 🥵#asks #king!din asks #king!din thots #king!din au

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fandom-blackhole · 3 years

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Not that I think that it’s in any of their characters to really go along with this but King! Boba, Mandalor! Din, and Tribe Leader! Paz in an arranged marriage with a very innocent and pure partner. Who would woo their new spouse? Who would jump right in on corrupting them?

Omg yeeessss, I love this.....

Din didn't want an arranged marriage and he hated that the Mand'alor court was forcing his hand and making him agree to one. Din was raised in a world where you found your own riduur that you would love and raise little warriors with, and the fact that he had no say in the matter upset him. But when he met you, his first thought was that maybe the arranged marriage wasn't such a bad thing. The more he got to know you the more he realized that you were just so sweet and pure and you would be the perfect person to rule the planet by his side. Being the mandalorians that they were the marriage moved quickly and soon the two of you were married. Din kept his distance and never did anything that you didn't encourage. But then one day Jedi Master Luke Skywalker came for a visit, and he brought Grogu along with him. Din couldn't keep his eyes off of you as you played with his son and just how attached Grogu got to you before he left later that night after a shared dinner. Din could feel something pressing in the back of his mind everytime he looked at you, but he always pushed back not wanting to acknowledge it. But when he stood outside your room after walking you there after the jedi and his son left, that pressing feeling hit him full force and he couldn't hold back from you. He followed you into your room and pressed you against the wall. You had seen his face a handful of times, but you were still shocked by his beauty everytime you saw him. So when he took off his helmet and kissed you, you could do nothing but kiss him back just as passionately. Then he pulled back and pressed his forehead to yours and said, "Tell me to stop and I will sweet girl, but you need to tell me now because I won't be able to stop myself soon." You could only stare at him speechless until he started pulling off his armor carefully. Once he was in only his undergarments, he pulled you close and stripped you before laying you on the bed and making love to you. After that he periodically comes to your room and ravishes you, and you find out very quickly about that breeding kink of his.

Boba didn't care for the idea of an arranged marriage, but if it meant he could expand his empire he would consider it. So when the time came to meet you, he was grumpy and just wanted everything to be over, but when you smiled softly at him and gave him a little bow he immediately took interest. After the meeting where he and your father made pressed out the last details of the deal and marriage, you had asked him softly to walk with you, and Boba couldn't find it in himself to say no. So he lead you throughout the palace, and as you made small talk Boba very quickly caught onto the innocence and sweetness that surrounded you, and he was hooked. The two of you spent hours walking and when you both reached the hall that lead to Boba's bedroom he instantly formed an idea. He lead you down the hall and into the room, and when you turned to look at him quizzically, you were only met with his mouth on your own in a harsh passionate kiss. When you finally pulled back from the kiss to breath, Boba kissed to your ear and said, "Little one, you're so sweet its addictive..." Then he started kissing you again and backing you up until you fell back onto the bed. You could see the hungry way Boba's eyes followed you and how they watched your chest heave from you heavy breaths, then he huskily whispered, "Little one, I'm going to wreck that innocence of yours, are you going to let me?" You could only whimper and nod, before Boba was ripping your clothes off of your body and feeling every inch of you he could. And when he got impatient, he pulled his cod piece off and moved his pants down just enough for his hard cock to bounce out. You could only whimper when you caught sight of how large he was, and you saw his smirk as he pumped himself a few times before he leaned over you and said, "Its okay little one, I'll go slow this time," before he started slowly pressing into you. True to his word, Boba went slow while he fucked you, torturously slow, all the while whispering dirty things in your ear that made you blush all the way down to your nipples. By the time you finally came on his cock you felt like you had been drug across the dune sea only to find the freshest and most clear and beautiful oasis. You came so hard that your ears started ringing and you swear your screamed out his name, but you weren't sure. By the time you came down from your high, you felt Boba still seated deep inside of you, hard as ever, and he whispered, "Such a good girl. Are you ready for more?"

Paz was pretty indifferent to the idea of the arranged marriage. It definitely wasn't how he wanted to meet or marry his ridduur, but it was for the betterment of his clan, and his clan always comes first. The marriage was set up to bring both your clan and his own together. He knew a little about you before ever meeting you, mainly only your family history and the basics about your tribe. What he didn't know was that the second he saw you he was going to become enamored. Before you even spoke to him Paz knew that you were soft and innocent, he knew that you were a pure being. Paz was instantly taken with you, and as part of his agreement for the marriage he set up a period for courting and getting to know eachother, so that the marriage would not fall apart. Paz instantly took to courting you, he would bring you gifts constantly, flowers from the patch that grew outside the covert, trinkets from the local villiages he visited when getting supplies, little treats and snacks he though you would like. He also took you on small dates where the two of you could talk, these were often short and not often because of his duties as a leader but he tried to make time for you. A week before the wedding was to take place he, showed up suddenly and asked if you would like to go for a walk. On the walk he lead to a quiet field not far from the covert, but it was hidden and very much untouched. He told you that he came there to think when he was stressed and you could only smile at him softly and squeeze the hand that you were holding. Then he lead you to a blanket that had a basket sitting on the edge and you gasped and smiled wider realizing that he had gone through the trouble to set up the date before he went and got you. After sitting you down on the blanket and settling beside the basket himself, he told you that he had the rest of the day off to spend with just you. The two of you talked for a few minutes until you noticed the basket move slightly, when you pointed it out, you could feel Paz’s smile as he grabbed the basket setting it on his lap. He informed you that he had two more gifts for you before the wedding. Then he pulled out a small cute little lothcat kitten and handed it to you, you could only giggle with happiness as you held the kitten close to your chest. Then he pulled put a ring, and you instantly recognized it to be made from beskar. He gently took your hand and said, "I had my Armorer make this for you, mesh'la. It has our clan names engraved inside of it as well as my clan signet on the outside....It...it is also made from beskar taken from my own armor..." You felt yourself tear up as you looked at him and whispered about how beautiful it was. The week flew by quickly, as did the wedding celebration. Everything felt like a blur, but the second Paz lead you into his home you were instantly nervous. Paz pressed his forehead against your own before pulling back and gently taking off his helmet. You stood there soaking in and memorizing his face before the two of you at the same time leaned forward and connected your lips. Paz pulled you close and held you as he kissed you with as much love as he could. Then he pulled back and the two of you silently and lovingly undressed eachother. Once the two of you were bare Paz laid you against the furs that made up his bed and he made slow, passionate love to you.

I may or may not have gotten carried away with this one...whoops.....

(SEND ME THOTS)

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