Fear

Part 3

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*implied smut*

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"Mando!" I scream, dodging blaster fire. I've been running for who knows how long, my lungs burning against the cold winds of this godforsaken planet.

I've shot at least three men so far, still looking for my target... there.

The crime lord I was after was pinned against the wall by a giant Mandalorian.

"Touch her and I will not hesitate to blow your disgusting brains out... now, should we take you in warm or cold?" He growled from behind his helmet. His protectiveness for me was something... unexpected.

....

We were back in his ship, my hands slightly defrosting in its comforting warmth. I turned to look behind my shoulder, the bounty was secured in carbonite. I couldn't help the sigh of relief that left my lips.

"The ships on autopilot... call me if somethings about to kill us." He said so matter of factly as if he didn't just threaten a renowned criminal that he'd kill him if he put a hand on me.

Alone in the cock pit, I tried to quell my ever growing curiosity. A sound that was all to familiar to me began going off from the depths of Mando's belongings.

"I shouldn't..." I whispered to myself, yet completely ignoring my own warning.

I gingerly reached towards the sound, it grew even louder as I raised it to get a better look.

A puck that produced a glowing hologram of the Mandalorian next bounty.... I looked at the image of myself staring back at me; an old picture... I was smiling and scar free.

Loud armored footsteps tore my gaze away from the puck, and I dropped it.

I raised by blaster to The Mandalorian, "Not one step closer."

I was trembling... that never happens.

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I raised my arms in a mocking motion as if to say 'you got me'.

"Lower the blaster. I'm not taking you in"

"Why the hell would I believe you" she spat, the venom of her words hit me like a bullet.

"If I was going to take you in, I would've done it already."

She lowered her weapon a half inch, uncertainty passing across her eyes... fuck, her beautiful eyes.

"I thought you were going to sleep..." She said, trying to avoid fighting further.

" I was..." but I felt like I needed you and have an undeniable attraction to you so I didn't want to be away from where you were, "I couldn't sleep."

I could see fear leaving her as she put her blaster back in its holster, "but you must be exhausted."

"Okay" I said, turning back towards my small cot of a ship bed.

Okay?! What the kriff was wrong with me? Why did she make me act like a child?!

I refused to look back at her, I knew if I did I wouldn't be able to control myself for much longer. The strain beneath my armor and flight suit was driving me crazy.

Once I could be sure the door to my bedroom was locked tight, I did everything in my power to not rip my clothes entirely. My armor fell to the floor with a loud clanging, and I perched my helmet on a nearby crate.

I stiffled the moans fleeing from my lips with the fabric of my shirt.

I couldn't stop imagining that my hands were hers