May The Way Be With You

Double Smut

I've caught up to everyone in the kitchens. My siblings are enjoying a snack while Din has a cup with a long straw. Apparently it was Jared's idea. I can't help but chuckle and sit with them. "Hey, since your his wife, aren't you a Mandalorian too? Aren't you supposed to wear a helmet?" Kayla asks.

"She didn't take the oath, nor does she have to. She's a Friend of Mandalore." Din explains. My siblings ask after it, and I must admit, it's cute watching him interact with them. He's so patient, explaining things in a way they can understand, and gentle. Honestly, it's got me a little horny.

After their snack, the kids decide to go play. I take Dins hand and lean in. "What do you say to us breaking in our new bedroom?" I ask, then give him a cheeky grin. I can both see and feel the shiver of excitement run through him.

"That sounds like a great idea." He says. We get out of the kitchen and start looking for our room. However, we seem to be lost a few minutes later. "Why is this castle so fucking huge?" He growls. I giggle and we find a rather large broom closet.

Din mutters it's good enough and pulls me in. He locks the door, takes off his gloves, then rips off his helmet. Before I can say anything, he's kissing me hard, hand going up my shirt. I let out a moan as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. His other hand pulls up my leg, wrapping it around his waist and he presses me against a wall.

He presses his hips into mine, rubbing his growing hard on into me. I let out a slight whimper as he massages my tit. He kisses down to my neck, nibbling as he goes. I grip his hair and I grind against him, my head thumping back against the wall. I let out a breathy moan as he pinches my nipple.

"Maker I love those little noises you make." He half growls. The hand on my leg comes up and starts pulling down my pants. He backs up enough to pull them and my underwear down and off one leg. He runs a finger over my folds, and I see his eyes flutter. "Always so wet, Cyar'ika." He huffs.

"Only for you, my riddur." I huff as well. He kisses me hard again, and I feel him quickly undo the front of his flight suit. Once freed, he lifts both my legs around his waist, thrusting inside me. I let out a loud moan, but he covers my mouth with his hand.

"That door is not sound proof, my love. You must stay quiet." He grins. I pout, then my jaw drops as he starts pressing into me. He isn't thrusting, not wanting the sound of slapping skin to be heard. A deep, rolling pleasure fills me, making it very hard to keep quiet. Din pressed his hand to my throat. He doesn't cut off my breath, but pushes just enough to keep me quiet.

Fuck that's hot. I grip him as I silently pant, my ankles locked behind Din's back. He starts pulling out a little, just enough to get friction, and his hand on my throat can't completely silence my cry. Even he's letting out small grunts as he fucks into me. The pleasure rolls through me, and I quietly moan Din's name.

His forehead is against mine, and I can feel his breath on my lips as he huffs. I keep my eyes open, wanting to see him. His eyes are closed as he starts to thrust faster, quietly moaning my name. I kiss him hard, silencing my moan as I climax. He groans into the kiss, and slams deep as he too climaxes.

We pant as we ride out the waves of pleasure, his hand coming down from my throat to wrap around me. "Don't think I'm done with you yet, Cyar'ika. We still have that bed to break in." He huffs. I squeeze my walls around him, making him groan and thrust slightly.

"If we even make it to the bedroom." I giggle. He chuckles, and kisses me softly.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" He grins.

"Yes, but I'm always happy to hear it again and again." I smile back.

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