GoldeTrash

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    With the bloodied glove, the Doorman drives his thumb into the Drifter's mouth and hooks it in his cheek. The blood from his nose slowly drips down his chin, never enough to give Drifter the taste he so desperately wanted. 

    Breathing noisily through his nose, the Drifter has to force a swallow that is loud and demeaning for the fact that he wasn't being allowed to close his mouth to preform the action. A shudder traces up his spine as it only grants him a deeper pull of air, like he could will the blood into his very lungs to drown in. Narrowing his eyes into beady, red slits, the Drifter angles his chin down to bare his throat. He doesn't dare look anywhere else but into the Doorman's striking eyes but simply rumbles— a throaty, glottal noise of an animal that hasn't been domesticated. 

    "You will beg."

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    "You’ve been avoiding me.” The Doorman stated, amused sounding, “Quite impolite of you.”

    The Drifter snarled in response and swung out at where he guessed the other’s torso would be. There was a tearing sound, a mix of cloth, meat, and something unnatural, before the hand on his neck released him. He immediately whirled, teeth bared and claws at the ready, only to find the Doorman merely adjusting his cuffs and affixing him with an unimpressed raise of his brow. There was no sign of damage on him, as though the wound that he had felt had never existed at all. Bastard.

    The Drifter learns what it feels like to be hunted.

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    The stereotype of Alphas seems to involve large cocks and a fist sized knot. Din knows he's not that kind of alpha and rather than be laughed at, he's avoided intimate situations with beskar strength.
    Of course, just because he's managed until now doesn't mean others won't try to draw him into them.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    Din Djarin claimed the darksaber in the battle over a foundling. He didn't want it, but he had to do his part for Mandalore. This is the way, after all.

    Every Mandalorian knew of his... promotion, it was just too bad that no one else did.

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