Swimming in Stars - Oneshot

Pairing: Mandalorian/Mando/Din Djarin x virgin female reader

Warnings: SMUT, oral receiving (m & f), unprotected sex (wrap it up), consensual loss of virginity

Requested?: Yes from this ask - May I suggest experience mando and virgin reader??

Author’s note: gif by @51kas81​

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She’s been traveling with Mando for close to a year now. She was running away from an old life. A life she no longer wanted any part of. She had been scouring around her village when she saw the Mandalorian walk into it and collect a bounty.

He has to have a ship, she had thought as her mind screamed to get out of this place and off this planet.

She moved her feet quickly and began looking at docking bays and around the outskirts of the city then she found it. The pre-Empire vessel called the Razor Crest.

She had hidden in the shadows and watched as the Mandalorian walked his bounty up the cargo ramp and onto the ship. She had swallowed and gained the courage she needed.

“No trespassers,” his gruff modulated voice had said when he pointed the Cycler rifle at her.

She held her hands up in a surrendering motion.

“Please,” she had half whispered, half cried, “I need off this rock.”

“I don’t do stowaways.” Was his harsh reply.

She had wiped the tear running down her cheek then lifted her head and moved the hood from her cloak down.

He had lowered the rifle once he had seen the purple bruise covering her face.

Mando had waited a beat before saying, “you get off at the next stop. That’s as far as I’ll take you.”

She had nodded and mumbled, “thank you.”

Now she knows the ins and outs of the Razor Crest. Helps keep bounties under lock and key, even helps him obtain trouble bounties. He has shown her a few things about being part of the Guild, even though she will never join. She prefers to be a part of the crew, a part of something greater than what she was a part of before he had rescued her.

Yet with each passing day over the last few months, she began to wonder about Mando differently. She wanted more with him, wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin, his mouth against hers.

But Mando doesn’t know, she thinks as she watches him place a weapon in the locker, Mando doesn’t know I’m a virgin.

She takes in his gloved hands; wonders how they will feel against her flesh. She’s thought of those gloves palming her core. She sucks in a breath as heat floods her body.

She knows sex is a pleasure, is to give one pleasure. She knows she wants it. She wants to lose her virginity to the Mandalorian, to Mando. To Din.

She had gained his trust to learn his name though it did take her time to trust him too. She wouldn’t trade anything in the galaxy for her life now, she wouldn’t change anything in her life because it led to him, to the Mandalorian. To here and now.

“Din?” Her voice cracks.

“What?” His voice is deep and smooth as always with the helmet.

“What if I want you to do something? For me?” She fiddles with her fingers as she keeps her eyes on Mando moving around in the cargo bay.

He stops, looks at her. “What?”

She swallows. She knows he’s looking at her.

Don’t lose courage now, she thinks, you have his attention.

Silence stretches.

“What?” Mando repeats.

She raises her eyes and looks at him. She sticks out her chin, she has the courage. “I want you to be my first.”

“Your first?” He asks, not sure about what she is wanting from him.

Mando begins hustling about the cargo bay because she doesn’t respond.

“I’m a virgin!” She nearly shouts at him.