May The Way Be With You

Shower Smut

Steam fills the bathroom as I enter. Din's armor and clothes are piled in the corner, so I strip and add mine to it. I get in the shower with him, and bite my lip. Fuck, he's gorgeous when he's soaking wet. He's rinsing shampoo out of his hair, and I can't help but groan at his muscles flexing. "Liking the show?" Din asks, grinning.

"Fuck yeah I am. Maker, you're so fucking hot." I grin.

"Please, you're the gorgeous one." He chuckles, shaking his head a bit to get the last of the shampoo out. We trade places so I can wet my hair and body as well. As I wash my hair, Din traces the three necklaces I'm still wearing. "You don't take these off when you shower?" He asks.

"Am I supposed to? Figured since they're beskar, they wouldn't rust." I tell him, grabbing my own shampoo.

"Most people don't shower with their jewelry." He chuckles as I wash my hair.

"Well, I'm not most people. And didn't you say it's bad luck to take the crystal off?" I ask, noticing his crystal isn't on his neck.

"Only during the dating stage. Since we're married, they can come off for showers." He explains. I nod, then rinse out my hair. "Fuck, Kira. How are you so beautiful just washing your hair?" He asks, trailing his fingers down my throat to the hollow of it.

"The same way you are, Din." I grin, running my palm down his chest. He pulls me close and kisses me, wrapping his arms around me. I wrap mine around his neck, kissing him back as I thred my fingers in his hair. We break and he looks into my eyes. I bring one of my hands around to caress his cheek, making him nuzzle into my hand.

No matter how many times I see his face, it's like seeing it for the first time. I reach up and kiss his forehead, then his cheeks, then his nose. I hear him chuckle and he kisses around my face, making me giggle. "Were you serious earlier? Are you ok with having a baby? My baby?" He asks, expression vulnerable.

"Of course I was serious. The kid's still alive, so we can definitely care for kids. And you're the only one who's baby I'd carry. Ain't no one else touching me the way you do. I love you, Din. I want to have your child." I tell him. He captures my lips passionately, pinning me to the shower wall. He lifts my legs up, wrapping them around he waist as he holds me up. He kisses down my jaw to my neck, making me gasp as he bites the sweet spot there.

"Fuck..." Din growls, one hand cupping my ass and kneeding the flesh, the other at the small of my back to prop my hips forward. "Just imagining you pregnant with my child... Imagining your womb growing with life... Fuck I've never been more turned on in my life." He growls, his own hips grinding against me. I can feel how hard he already is, and my walls clench in anticipation.

He pulls back enough to move his hand from my ass to my clit, rubbing circles on it with his thumb. I gasp and let my head lightly hit the tiled wall behind me, my hips moving in time with his thumb. He moves his hand so his middle finger can tease my entrance, making me whine with want. "Patience, Mesh'la. I want you shaking before I enter you." He practically purrs in my ear.

"Fuck, Din! I need you inside me! Please!" I beg, thrusting my hips towards him. His thumb moves faster over my clit as his finger slides inside me, making me gasp. Instead of moving his finger in and out, he moves it up and down, hitting my g-spot with force. I gasp as pleasure burns through me, stronger than I've felt yet. It builds at an incredible speed, and I can't help but moan loudly, praying the kid is far enough away and dead asleep so he doesn't hear us.

"Already about to cum, Cyar'ika? My, my, you really want me to fill that little pussy of yours, don't you?" Din teases, still going at my neck. I whimper in response, and he moves his finger back and forth slightly, still pounding at my g-spot with force. It all boils over and I cum hard, feeling wetness soak us both. "Fuck yes!" Din hums in satisfaction. My whole body is trembling as my mind blanks.