Tease - Oneshot

Pairing: Mandalorian/Mando/Din Djarin x female reader

Warnings: SMUT, sub!Mando, blow job, unprotected sex (wrap it up), teasing, cuffs

Requested?: Yes from this ask - I feel bad for making a request when you have so many, so feel free to ignore it. Mando and reader have been together a while, used to be bounty hunting partners, now a couple. Can we get a smutty sub!mando where he's tied up, begging, and overstimulated by the reader before she finally takes mercy on him.

Author’s note: none

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“You know the Guild will be after both of us now?” You hiss once abroad the Razor Crest with Mando and the kid.

“He needs our protection!” Mando grounds out as he places the kid in the bunk.

Your eyes roam over the green creature then at Mando. Your Mando.

He wasn’t yours years ago when you two first began working together. You were a bounty hunter; he was a bounty hunter. You had helped one another with jobs, eventually agreeing to work together as partners. Over time your working relationship turned into an actual relationship. There’s no one else you’d rather be flying around the Outer Rim with.

It’s been you and Mando. Now it’s you, Mando, and the kid.

Mando closes the cargo ramp then slides off his helmet. He turns to look at you.

“Please,” Mando whispers as he closes the distance between you two, “you know I see him as a foundling. He needs our help.”

You look at Mando.

“Din,” you whisper out.

“Y/N,” Din whispers as he brushes his mouth against yours.

The kid coos loudly, taking you both in.

Din pulls back and brushes your lips with a gloved finger. “I’ll find us somewhere to hide out.”

You nod as you watch him climb the ladder to the cockpit. You turn your eyes back on the kid.

“I hope you’re worth the trouble kid,” you remark as Mando pushes down on the throttle, getting the Razor Crest far from Nevarro.

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You watch as the kid plays with the other children of the village. Din had picked Sorgan as a hideaway for the time being. You knew he was on constant guard inside this village. His main priority was the kid, and you. It had always been you but now with the kid, you two had barely had an intimate moment in weeks.

You shared kisses in the hut before falling asleep in each other’s arms, but you hadn’t felt Din’s mouth on you in other places for what feels like forever. He hasn’t been inside of you either. You needed him to yourself, wanted him to yourself.

“Omera?” You look at the brown skinned woman with flowing brown hair.

She smiles at you, “yes Y/N?”

“You think you’d be able to watch the kid for a night?” You ask her.

She raises an eyebrow, “why?”

Your eyes land on Din. He’s in his full armored gear and helmet talking to some of the men. Heat spreads throughout your body.

“Mando and I,” you sigh.

“Need time alone?” Omera finishes.

You look at the woman and blush. “I, uh, I—”

Omera laughs. “I’ve seen the way you two are with one another. You try to hide it, but it shows in certain gestures and looks. I remember my husband and I being the same way when we were together.”

You and Din try to keep your relationship a secret when around other people. But he’d always press his helmet against your forehead, maybe touch the small of your back in a gentle way. He’d reach for your hand and squeeze it.

Omera moves to your side. Her eyes move between you and Mando. “We’ll be fine. The kid will be fine. Winta and I will watch him for you.”

You glance at the woman, “thank you.”

Omera smiles, “you’re welcome.”