Smut: Random x Male!Reader

Din Djarin | You Call The Shots, Babe

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cock warming
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title from arctic monkey's i wanna be yours
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"I know today was a lot", Din said carefully as soon as you entered the cockpit.

The cries of children being hit by debris still echoed through your mind.
The more you tried to ignore them, the louder they seemed to get. There was nowhere to hide from them.

"Come here", he guided you with his voice, ever so gentle, to sit in the seat next to his.

"Can you take your clothes off for me?"

Silently you obeyed, taking one item off after the other. He may have phrased it as a request, but it wasn't meant as one.

"Very good. Now kneel here", with his boot he kicked an old blanket over the floor so it lied next to his feet.
With a small huff you dropped onto your knees. His gloved hand found its way into your hair immediately, making your eyes go hazey involuntarily. Din had that kind of effect on you.
"Stay", he simply ordered.

"For how long?", you asked.
"Does that matter?", he returned, without missing a beat.

You considered before sighing quietly, "no."

"What's your safeword?"
"Beskar", you answered, not hesitating one second.
"Good job", he praised gently.

Din let you lean against his shin for a while, while he worked on his datapad.
It was so difficult. Normally just kneeling beside him had you fuzzy in the head already and when he added his hair stroking and eventual pulling you dropped so easily.

Not today though, the drop didn't come and you were unable to tune out the fight and screams of innocent people getting hurt or even worse, dying. People you were supposed to keep safe.

When Din noticed you couldn't really let go, weren't able to stop the restless squirming despite his constant patting, he shifted his center of attention to you again.

"This isn't working for you right now, is it?", he observed.
It hurt to admit, knowing you weren't being good for him right now, but you shook your head.

"I've got an idea. Tell me if this is too much right now", he waited for your nod and then continued by softly grabbing one of your wrists.
"Come sit on my lap", he guided you there, despite not being able to slip away completely you still felt fuzzy enough to need his steady and calm grip.

As soon as you were seated you felt Din rubbing against your ass. You grinned. That would work very well indeed to take your mind off of things. Excitetly you wriggled against his hardening cock. With quick hands he freed himself and dragged his cock over your entrance, gathering slick.
Encouragingly you pressed back against him, but he quickly stopped you with a hand to your waist.

"I'd like to just keep you there for a bit."
You whined.
"You know what to say to stop. But I think this would do you nicely right now. Colour?"

"Green", you huffed and felt him entering you. It would be a constant stretch, without any stimulation, just on the edge of too unpleasant. After he was sure you wouldn't start grinding back again he removed his hand from your waist, took off his glove and circled your neck instead. Keeping the pressure low, but just enough to feel his palm anchoring you.

With Din seated deeply inside you, unmoving, your mind started to quiet down. He kept his hand around your neck the whole time, acting as a grounding collar but with his body heat instead. He knew you needed the skin on skin contact right now.
It wasn't long until your whole focus slipped onto his cock inside you, feeling every little twitch he made involuntarily deep inside of you.
The screams slowly started to die out, until there was nothing left but a pleasant honey-thick hum in your mind.

"Close your eyes", he murmured, still focused on his datapad, but ever so aware of what you needed.
You sighed and closed your eyes, determined to keep them shut until Din told you otherwise.
That did it though. Everything else didn't matter anymore, the only thing you had to worry about right now was that Din would take care of you and keeping still, letting him keep you seated on his cock.

Time always seems to work differently when you drop, you had no idea how much time had passed when Din started moving the hand around your throat ever so subtly.
"I think that's enough for today, don't you, love?"
In your hazey state you tried to answer, probably protest because it just felt so nice, being all filled up by Din, but you only produced a string of incoherent noises.

"It's okay. Keep your eyes closed if you need to. Take your time."

Din slowly dragged his hand away from your neck, taking away one of the grounding points but never broke the skin to skin contact. He kept the pressure of his warm hand on your neck, your collar bones, your chest.
"Take it easy, baby. You're doing great."
He kissed your neck, slowly easing away the pressure of his hand.

"How you feelin'?"

You took a moment to think about his question. Slowly your head started to clear again, but this time it stayed silent. No bombings, no screaming, no innocent people dying.

"Good", you answered truthfully.

You could almost feel the little huff he gave, heard the grin in it.
"Good", Din smiled.