Star Wars: One Shots/Preferences

The Fett Family (Boba Fett x Reader)

   "Hey, babe?" You call out, knowing your lover would definitely be able to hear you from where he was. As expected, Boba walked into the living room, his mask taken off as he followed your voice. "Yes?" 

  You pointed down to a body on the floor, "Could you not leave dead bounties around the apartment?" You asked, raising a brow.

  He shrugged with a playful grin. "C'mon, it's not like that time with the unconscious body. I had no idea he'd wake up an hour later than expected and... hear all of that. If it makes you feel any better, I'm sure he was thrilled to hear your beautiful voice screaming my name." His hands land on your shoulder as he whispers the last bit into your ear.

  "Shut up!" Your arms crossed over your chest, suddenly flustered, and he chuckled as his arms snaked around your waist to hug you from behind. "Alright, alright. I'll try to keep the bodies on my ship, happy?" 

    You smiled, appreciating how he actually listened to your requests. That had been a little problem earlier in the relationship. "Yes, that would be much better." He hummed, and not much later, his lips were gliding over your neck, nipping at a certain sweet spot as you both began to feel aroused by each other's presence.

   You glanced down at him, his eyes closed as he got overwhelmed with the moment. "Mm... you wanna have a little fun before I gotta go back to work?" He mumbles suggestively, his voice much deeper than it had been just a moment ago as he reached to secure his hands on your hips. You knew what this meant. 

   You sighed in pleasure, moving your head to the side so he had more room to explore. He took that opportunity to the fullest, getting more aggressive as he took the chance to leave bite marks and hickeys across your sensitive skin. "I'm going to take that as a yes." He smirks, reaching down to lift you up bridal style and carry you away to the bedroom, placing you on the large, soft bed.

   He unhinges his armor as hurriedly as possible, letting it drop to the floor with a loud clang.

 He was now only in his boxers, having taken off the black jumpsuit beneath his armor as well. He didn't leave you for a second longer, crawling onto the bed, scaling on top of you as he put his hands by either side of your head, leaning down and kissing your lips passionately. Your hands go up to feel all over his torso, then down to feel on his abdomen, sliding your fingers over the well-defined muscles he had formed there after years of brutal hunting.

   His mouth spread into a sly grin while pulling away from you momentarily, relishing the sensation of your hands on his scarred skin. "I don't have... any protection." He whispered, reaching down for one of your hands, bringing your fingers to his lips, brushing his lips against each fingertip. "You wanna risk it?" He asks, looking into your eyes with careful consideration. You nodded, arching your neck again to reach his lips again. Your legs hugged around his waist, now just as eager for him as he was for you.  

   He smirked and flipped you over, you now on top as he worked the position to his own advantage, hurrying to rid you of your own clothes. "Good, because I didn't plan on stopping either way."

In the morning  (Sorry not sorry)

   While waking up, you felt a warm head on your shoulder, and you already knew it was Boba holding you close as he slept peacefully, a smug look on his face. His arms were around your waist. You slipped out of his loose grip, going to get some clothes on and fix yourself up in the washroom. 

   After a couple of minutes, Boba started to awaken as well, you knew because some low groans could be heard from the bedroom. You were in the kitchen, making him breakfast so he wouldn't be hungry before he went out to find a new bounty.