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Din has gotten used to being without his helmet more often than not. He still wears it around strangers, but around those close to him he will often remove his helmet. It took some getting used to, starting with only removing it for meals, before replacing it. It gave him a lot of anxiety at first, unused to others seeing his face and facial expressions, but he is more used to it now, foregoing it more often than not.
Plus there are benefits to not wearing his helmet around all the time. He can kiss Luke whenever he wants (which is often), and, in his opinion, just as importantly he can eat Luke out whenever he wants.
It starts the first time Din eats Luke’s pussy. Din has never performed oral sex on someone before, never being able to take his helmet off. So now that he could, he was more than eager for a taste.
Din and Luke are making out in their bed, Luke pinned underneath Din’s body. Their kisses are messy and wet, full of tongue and teeth.
Din had been inexperienced with kissing at first, awkward and clumsy, but Luke was more than willing to teach him, and as it would turn out, Din is a very quick learner. That was only a week ago, and Din already knew exactly how to kiss Luke breathless.
Din licks into Luke’s mouth, making Luke let out a soft moan. Din’s hips twitch at the sound, lightly grinding down on Luke. Luke lets out another moan at the feeling, gasping into Din’s mouth.
Luke moves his hands to grasp at Din’s shirt, trying to ruck it up and off his boyfriend. Din pulls away momentarily and lets Luke take off his shirt, before kissing him again.
Luke lets his hands explore the newly exposed skin that he is quickly becoming more and more familiar with. Din grunts out at the feel of Luke’s hands exploring his body, still so unused to being touched that every little thing sets him off.
Luke slowly moves his flesh hand down Din’s torso, until it is resting at the waist of Din’s pants. He leaves his hand there for a moment, teasing, before reaching and cupping Din over his pants, palming lightly at the hard length trapped underneath.
Din growls at the feeling, thrusting into Luke’s hand a couple times before pulling his hand away.
“You’re wearing too many clothes, cyar’ika,” Din says in a low voice, making Luke shiver below him.
Din pulls away from Luke, moving to quickly pull Luke’s shirt over his head, before moving down to his pants. Din grabs the waist of Luke’s pants pulling them down his legs before discarding them on the floor.
The sight Din is greeted with is delightful. Luke has soaked through his underwear at this point, a wet spot visible on the light fabric. Din groans at the sight, reaching a hand down to rub a finger over the wet spot. Luke lets out a breathy moan at the feeling, Din’s finger brushing his clit on his way down.
Din rubs against Luke’s pussy over his boxers for another minute before pulling his hand away, making Luke whimper. Din quickly moves his hands to pull Luke’s underwear off his body, throwing them somewhere near his pants.
Luke is practically dripping, pussy shiny and pink, and clit swollen. Din feels himself twitch in his pants at the sight, bringing down the same hand from before, and rubbing two fingers up and down Luke’s now exposed cunt. Din moves his fingers and slowly starts easing one into Luke’s cunt, mesmerized by how well Luke takes him. Luke moans at the feeling, rolling his hips down to try and get Din to move.
Din watches Luke’s desperate movements for a moment before he starts pumping his finger in and out of Luke, crooking it up so it drags just right over the ridged spot inside of Luke. Luke lets out another loud moan at the feeling, more slick dripping out of Luke’s hole around Din’s finger.
At the sight Din stops his movements, enthralled by the way Luke’s pussy looks dripping around him. Without warning he takes his finger out of Luke and leans his head down towards Luke’s entrance.
Din stays there for a moment, just breathing Luke in, before he is gingerly darting his tongue out to collect some of the liquid that had dripped out of Luke. Din groans at the taste, moving in to lick at Luke’s hole some more.
Luke lets out a loud moan with each lick from Din, moving his hands down to grasp at Din’s hair, pulling his face closer to him. Din keeps licking at Luke’s hole, loving how absolutely wrecked Luke sounds.
Din looks up at Luke across his body, and the sight that greets him is obscene. Luke’s hair is matted down with sweat, his pupils blown wide, and his lips red and swollen from biting them. Din moans at the sight, making Luke’s hips twitch against his mouth.
Din moves back in to keep licking at Luke, starting to grind his own hips into the bed, more turned on than he thinks he’s ever been. Din slowly makes his way up to Luke’s clit, licking it lightly before moving to suck on it. Luke pulls Din’s hair hard at the motion, moaning even louder than before.
Din sucks harder on Luke’s clit at the reaction, feeling his hips stutter against the bed, getting closer to his release with Luke pulling his hair and moaning like that.
Luke isn’t far behind Din, quickly reaching his orgasm with the way Din is eating him out. Despite his inexperience, Din seems to be learning what Luke likes very quickly.
Din moves his mouth down a little again, sucking on Luke’s hole and coaxing more slick out of his hole. Din lets out a broken moan at the taste, hips twitching harder on the bed as his whole body shudders. After only one more thrust against the bed, and another pull of his hair, Din is cumming in his pants, and moaning against Luke’s cunt.
Luke is a moaning mess at this point, right on the edge of orgasm. Din moves his mouth back to Luke’s clit, sucking hard. Din then moves his hand up and shoves two fingers into Luke, crooking them up so they rub against Luke’s most sensitive spot over and over.
Luke feels his muscles lock up, whole body shaking as he starts to cum in Din’s mouth. It’s one of the most intense orgasms of Luke’s life, whole body tingling in the aftermath. Din licks Luke through his orgasm, not stopping till Luke pulls his head away, overstimulated.
Luke brings Din up to kiss him, moaning at the taste of himself in Din’s mouth.
After that, Din is ruined.
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Din has taken to eating Luke out on almost every and all occasions. After the first taste of him, Din can’t get enough. He swears up and down Luke is the most delicious thing he has ever tasted, and Luke is starting to believe him.
It’s not an issue persay, as Luke loves how Din’s mouth feels on him, the problem however comes in with Din insisting on eating Luke out wherever they are, whenever he gets the craving for it.
Luke is not complaining, more than happy to let his boyfriend eat him out whenever he pleases. It just, unfortunately, has led to some, less than ideal situations.
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The first time it happens it’s not their fault. Din and Luke are in the living room, on the couch, the whole house to themselves. Grogu had gone to stay with Leia for the day, and they were taking advantage of this fact.
They were currently rutting against each other, both having already lost their shirts, mouths pressed roughly together. Luke lets out a loud moan as Din bites his bottom lip. Din moves his mouth away from Luke’s trailing wet kisses down Luke’s neck, leaving a couple marks along the way, before he slides off the couch, and kneels in between Luke’s spread legs.
Luke groans at the sight, moving to grip Din’s hair in his fingers. Din brings his hands up, pulling Luke’s boxers and pants down together, leaving him exposed to Din’s gaze. As soon as Luke’s pants are discarded, Din is on him, licking and sucking at Luke’s pussy.
Luke moans loud at the feeling, pulling Din’s hair some as Din goes down on him. Din is rock hard in his pants, moving one hand down to press on his cock, grinding up into his hand.
Luke and Din are so caught up in the feel of each other, they don’t hear the front door open.
“OH MY GOD!”
Din and Luke jump apart at the sound, Luke quickly going to cover himself, Din grabbing the knife he keeps under the coffee table. Din moves quickly, pointing the blade at the intruder before processing who it is.
“Han, what the hell are you doing here?!” Luke yells, hands still covering himself, face bright red. Han just stands there gaping, eyes darting from Luke to Din, back and forth again and again.
“I- You-” Han chokes out, apparently too stunned by what he just witnessed to form words.
“Get out!” Luke yells, startling Han into action. Han quickly scurries from the room, saying a quick apology as he leaves. Both Din and Luke’s faces are bright red, the mood completely ruined by the interruption.
“Why does Solo have a key to the house?” Din asks Luke, annoyed at Han for interrupting them.
“He doesn’t,” Luke replies, more embarrassed than he’s ever been. Han’s never gonna let him live this down, he thinks to himself.
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The second time it happens, it’s a little more their fault. Okay so, it’s entirely their fault, but they hadn’t intended to end up here, it just happened. Luke and Din are visiting Boba’s palace, and are currently in one of the kitchens.
They really were intending on making coffee, they swear, they just got a little distracted.
Din is on his knees in front of Luke, tongue deep in Luke’s pussy, as Luke leans against the counter, hand in Din’s hair. Din sucks particularly hard on Luke, making him moan. Din throbs at the sound, loving how vocal Luke gets when he eats him out.
Din moves one of his hands down to his cock, pulling it out and beginning to stroke it, while he moves the other to roughly shove two fingers into Luke at once. Luke moans louder at the feeling, pulling on Din’s hair hard enough for it to hurt.
Din groans at the feeling, stroking his cock faster.
“Why in the kitchen!?” They hear, once again jumping away from each other, and moving to cover themselves.
Boba has a hand covering his eyes, a look of disgust on his face as he stands in the doorway. Din and Luke just stand there, not knowing what to say, as Boba quickly scurries out of the room, keeping his eyes closed and almost bumping into several things in his escape.
“Fuck,” Din breaths out, thumping his head against Luke’s bare thigh, feeling pent up and frustrated from once again being interrupted.
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The third time it happens it is also their fault. Din and Luke are training in a training room located at the palace of Mandalore. The couple had recently moved there with Grogu, finding it easier to live there together than having Din go back and forth from their old home.
The two were sparring together, the other being the only one who could truly match either in battle. They have grown to intimately know the other’s fighting style, knowing when to block and attack. Sparring between the two has become more of a dance than anything else. A careful routine to see who will take the lead today.
They circle each other on the mat, neither one breaking eye contact. They are both panting and sweaty, having already gone a few rounds. They forego their weapons this round, instead fighting hand to hand.
Din lunges first, swinging a fist at Luke that he gracefully dodges, ducking under Din’s arm. They go back to circling each other, tension thick in the air. This time Luke lunges, bringing one leg up towards Din’s head. Din easily catches the foot, holding Luke’s leg to try and throw Luke off balance.
Instead, Luke uses the steady arm holding his leg in place and a bit of the force to swing his other leg up, wrapping it around Din’s shoulder. Din was forced to let go of Luke’s other leg to stay balanced, Luke using the opportunity to wrap his other leg around Din’s shoulders.
Luke uses his weight and thighs around Din’s head to lean himself back, making Din lose balance and fall to the floor. As they make it to the floor Luke’s legs are still wrapped around Din’s neck, cutting off some of Din’s air. Din hits his hand against one of Luke’s thighs twice, tapping out. Luke quickly loosens his thighs, letting Din take in gasping breaths of air.
Luke himself is feeling decently out of breath, taking in large gulps of air as well. Before Luke knows what’s happening, Din has moved from his position between Luke’s thighs and is now leaning over him.
Din has a dark heated look in his eyes that makes Luke’s already somewhat irregular breathing catch even further.
“I want you to sit on my face,” Din says, more breathless than Luke has ever heard, determination and lust in his eyes. Luke simply nods, not trusting his voice at the moment. Din grabs Luke by the waist, lifting him up and flipping them so Luke is on top.
With Luke now over Din, he moves his mouth down to kiss him roughly, hands fisting in his hair. Din lets out a low moan into the kiss, bucking his hips up into Luke’s making him moan out as well. Luke pulls away from the kiss, and moves to start taking his pants and underwear off. Once Din realizes what he’s doing, he is quickly moving to help him.
They both hastily get Luke’s pants off, Din moaning at the sight of Luke’s already wet pussy. Luke is quickly moving, bringing his hips up towards Din’s face. Luke hovers over Din for a moment, silently asking permission. Instead of answering his silent question, Din grabs both of Luke’s thighs and pulls him down on him.
Luke lets out a surprised moan at the feeling, Din’s tongue already starting to lap at Luke’s cunt. Luke brings his hands down to Din’s hair, pulling on it to guide his head where he wants him. Luke feels himself start to grind his hips down on Din’s mouth, chasing his pleasure.
The noises Din’s mouth is making against Luke’s wet cunt are absolutely obscene, making Luke blush, despite himself. Luke is a panting moaning mess, pulling at Din’s hair hard enough it’s starting to hurt. Din doesn’t mind, growing even harder from the pain his love is inflicting.
Din moves his mouth to suck on Luke’s clit, bringing him closer to release. Luke feels his orgasm quickly approaching, grinding harder down on Din’s mouth. Din doubles his efforts moving his mouth faster and rougher against Luke’s cunt.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” Luke chants, growing closer and closer to his release.
Luke’s whole body goes taught as he starts cumming on Din’s tongue. His whole body is shaking, cum spraying out of him and onto Din’s face and a little bit on his chest. His face is on fire, he can not believe Din really just made him squirt in the training room.
Din doesn’t seem to share Luke’s embarrassed sentiment, still eagerly licking at his cunt, rocking his hips up in the air to try and find some friction on his aching cock.
Luke feels himself get worked up again, with Din’s insistent movements. He is quickly forgetting his embarrassment, instead beginning to grind himself down on Din’s face once again.
Luke opens his eyes intending to look down at his beautiful boyfriend eating him out, but instead he finds a shocked figure standing in the doorway. Luke lets out a little scream in fright, quickly moving off Din’s face and trying to cover himself.
Din is confused why Luke pulled away, too blissed out on the taste of Luke to have processed the intruder just yet. Din understands Luke’s panic when he hears a voice behind him, quickly turning his head towards the sound.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know anybody was in here,” the intruder, Paz Vizla, says, voice breathy and eyes darting around the room, as he quickly scurries back out of the room, looking visibly disgruntled.
“Was he hard?” Din asks, voice squeaky with surprise.
“I think so,” Luke says, covering his face with his hands and groaning into them.
“I’m going to kill him,” Din growls out, making Luke let out a short laugh despite his embarrassment.
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The fourth time it happens Din and Luke are on a mission. They are doing a favor for Boba, both of them owing him after the time in the kitchen. Unfortunately for them, one of Luke’s ex’s will be joining them on said mission. As it would turn out, a former rebel pilot Luke dated for a bit, Zan, is now working for Boba.
Luke doesn't find out Zan is on the mission until they are already on the ship. Boba introduces everyone, explaining their roles, before moving up to the cockpit to man the controls. With Boba gone it is now only Din, Luke, and Zan in the hull of the ship.
“So, how have you been Luke? You look good,” Zan says, launching into conversation as soon as Boba is out of sight. Luke feels himself tense a bit at the question, not really wanting to converse with Zan at the moment. Things didn’t end badly between Luke and Zan, but Luke still wasn’t thrilled at the prospect of working with both his ex and his boyfriend.
“I’ve been good,” Luke says, awkward, not knowing how to handle this situation. Luke can practically feel Din’s confusion, as he looks between the two.
“You know each other?” Din asks, slight surprise in his tone.
“Yes, we used to date,” Zan answers nonchalantly. Luke tenses even further at the answer, looking nervously over at Din to try and discern his reaction.
“Interesting,” Din says, no emotion present in his voice, his helmet not giving Luke anything either.
“It was a long time ago,” Luke explains further.
“It’s a shame we broke up,” Zan says to Luke, moving slightly towards him, looking him up and down.
Din quickly steps in between the two, grabbing Luke’s arm and pulling him towards him.
“Excuse us,” Din says in a low voice, dragging Luke out of the main hull and into one of the spare rooms. Once they are in the room, and the door is closed, Din is removing his helmet. As soon as his helmet is out of the way, his mouth is on Luke’s licking and kissing into his mouth.
Luke lets out a startled moan at the feeling, quickly kissing Din back, moving his hands to grasp at Din’s hair. Din’s own hands move to Luke’s hips, pulling him closer against him. Din shifts his hands to the back of Luke’s thighs, picking Luke up. Luke quickly wraps his legs around Din’s waist, mouths not leaving each other.
Din carries Luke over to the table in the middle of the room, placing him down gently on the surface, grabbing his waist once he does. Din moves his mouth from Luke’s, moving to suck and bite his way down Luke’s neck, leaving marks as he goes.
“Din,” Luke moans out, pulling on Din’s hair.
“Mine,” Din growls into Luke’s neck, sending shivers up and down Luke’s spine.
“Is that what this is about? You have nothing to be jealous about Din, I’m only yours,” Luke responds, Din moaning lowly at his words.
Din moves to push Luke down on the table below him, leaning over him as he easily lays down. Din moves his mouth up to start kissing Luke again, grinding his cock against Luke as he does. Both men let out matching moans at the feeling, grinding harder into each other.
Din moves his mouth away, making Luke whine, before pulling Luke’s pants and underwear down. Luke gasps at the feeling, Din throwing Luke’s clothes to the floor to be dealt with later. Din moves back over Luke, kissing him again as he uses his hands to pull off his pants just enough to pull his cock out.
Din continues kissing Luke, as he brings his tip to rub against Luke’s hole. Luke lets out a gasp at the feeling, moving his hips down to try and get Din inside him. Din groans at Luke’s eagerness, moving his cock to slowly press in.
Luke holds on to Din tight as Din’s hips finally hit Luke’s. Din only gives Luke a moment to adjust before he is pulling out and slamming back in again. Din sets a hard punishing pace from the beginning, not letting up with any of his thrusts.
Luke is letting out high “ah, ah, ah’s” with every thrust, Din quieting the noises with his mouth.
“Fuck, so tight for me baby.” Din moans against Luke’s lips, “only for me. This sweet little pussy is mine.”
“Yes daddy, yours. Your pussy,” Luke moans in response, legs shaking around Din’s waist. Din moves his right hand down and starts rubbing at Luke’s clit, making Luke twitch around him.
He fucks Luke even harder at the feeling, Luke quickly feeling himself get close. It only takes a couple more strokes of Din’s cock and fingers, before Luke is cumming with a loud shout.
“Yes, daddy!” He screams as Din fucks him through his orgasm.
The feel of Luke’s cunt convulsing and squeezing at Din’s cock, is enough to have Din cumming too. Din buries his cock as deep as it will go in Luke, making Luke moan out at the feeling of hot cum filling him up.
They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before Din stands up and starts pulling out of Luke. As soon as Din is all the way out, his cum starts dripping out of Luke.
Din moves his head down, mouth collecting his cum with his tongue, and moving it back up to Luke’s hole. Luke lets out a loud moan, hand moving down to pull once again at Din’s hair.
Din begins fucking his cum back into Luke’s hole with his tongue, Luke shaking against Din’s mouth at the attention.
Din moves his hands up, grabbing the backs of Luke’s thighs to push them higher up, giving Din better access to Luke’s pussy. Luke lets out a loud moan at the change in angle, pulling harder at Din’s hair. Din groans in response, licking harder at Luke’s cunt, moving to suck at his clit.
Luke is so fucked out, he doesn’t notice the figure in the doorway, eyes closed and senses overwhelmed. Din however, does notice. He looks up and sees Zan in the doorway, looking stunned.
Din smirks against Luke’s cunt, not stopping his ministrations for even a second. Din increases his efforts, sucking even harder at Luke’s cunt, spreading him wider. Luke moans at the motion, grasping desperately at Din. Zan quickly blushes and scurries away, back towards the main hull, when he realizes he’s been spotted.
Din continues sucking on Luke, bringing him closer and closer before Luke is cumming again. Luke cums even harder this time, vision whiting out as he does, shuddering against Din’s mouth. Din sucks Luke through his orgasm, lapping at his hole to clean him up some, before pulling off him.
Zan doesn’t speak to either of them, and refuses to make eye contact for the rest of the trip, much to Luke’s confusion and Din’s delight.
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The fifth time it happens, they really really should have seen it coming. They were in the throne room, Luke sitting on the throne, with Din on his knees in between his legs. Din’s mouth is eagerly lapping at Luke’s cunt, three fingers deep inside his hole, the two already having been at it for an hour or so.
Luke has already cum five times, whole body lax under Din’s tongue and fingers, content to let his love do whatever he pleases with him. Luke lets out high pitched breathy moans with each pump of Din’s fingers inside of him.
Luke is so lost in pleasure he can barely think right now, head fuzzy and warm. Luke felt himself slipping into subspace around orgasm number three, so at this point he is completely under, at the mercy of his beloved, knowing he’ll be taken care of. This is something they’ve only done a couple of times together, testing the waters before doing anything more extreme.
They both love it. Luke never feels safer than he does with Din, more than happy to let him put him under, and do whatever he pleases to his body. Din, in turn, never feels more trusted than when he is with Luke like this. His wonderful riduur all at his mercy, so obedient and sweet for him.
The two are so caught up in each other, force swelling with love and content around them, neither notices the chamber doors open.
“Mand’alor,” Bo-Katan calls, sounding unperturbed at having walked in on the two in such a compromising position. Din pulls away from Luke, making him whine, still too far under to properly comprehend what is happening.
Din moves his body so he is covering Luke, turning his head to glare at the intruder.
“Do you mind?” He asks rudely, clearly not having patience for whatever she was here about. She gives him an unimpressed look, unshaken in her quest to give him the information she needed to.
“You are needed for a council meeting in-” She is cut off by a needy whine from Luke, his hands searching for Din’s face, still deep in subspace, not understanding why his husband is no longer giving him attention.
“Daddy, please.”
Din quickly moves to sooth Luke, rubbing his hands over his thighs, making sure he is still covered from Bo-Katan’s view.
“Shh, I’m right here baby, it’s okay,” Din says gently, trying to placate the needy man beneath him until he could get rid of the interruption.
“Mand’alor,” Bo-Katan interrupts, she is clearly growing frustrated and impatient, Din feeling the same way.
“It can wait.” Din says, not leaving room for argument.
“But-”
“It. Can. Wait.”
The two stare at each other, waiting to see who will break first.
“Fine.” Bo-Katan grits out, teeth clenched, as she turns on her heel and walks out of the throne room, closing the doors behind her harder than strictly necessary. As soon as she’s gone, Din’s attention is back on Luke, who is growing more and more restless by the second.
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After the first few times of them being caught, word started to spread about their “escapades.” No one was brave or stupid enough to bring it up with the Mand’alor himself, the two being sparred the embarrassment of being asked about it. Until now, that is.
Luke and Din are at a political gala, surrounded by various important figures, political and not. Neither are particularly excited to be here, Din being forced to go as he is the King and Luke being forced to join him as the Mand’alor’s consort. While they have been by each other’s sides almost the whole night, they are currently separated, Din going to the bar to grab a drink for Luke.
Luke is standing anxiously towards one of the walls, already regretting not following Din to the bar. Just as he decides he’s going to go find his husband, a senator he vaguely recognizes comes up to him. Luke feels himself tense slightly, really not wanting to make small talk right now.
“Good evening, consort Djarin. You are looking radiant as ever tonight,” The senator greets, a smile on his face that is clearly meant to be welcoming, but instead just looks slimy. Luke gives a short nod, pasting his own fake smile on his face.
“Good evening, senator. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Luke asks, professional persona taking over, not wanting to start beef with anyone here.
“Well I saw you standing all alone over here, and I thought you could use some company.” The senator’s smile turns into a smirk with the sentence, as he inches closer to Luke, getting in his personal space.
Luke tenses further at the man’s actions, discomfort clear on his face.
“While I appreciate the sentiment, I am doing just fine thank you. My husband should be back any minute.” The senator lets out a short laugh at the words, his smirk growing even wider, one hand moving to Luke’s waist, as he whispers in his ear.
“Ah yes, the Mand’alor. I have heard lots about him. I would say he is a lucky man with such a gorgeous little trophy husband for himself, but from what I hear, you're a little bit of a pillow princess, aren’t you sweetheart?”
Luke gapes at the words, face growing red with rage, as the senator laughs, clearly reading Luke’s anger as embarrassment. Before Luke can even think of doing anything, the darksaber is at the senator’s neck. The whole gala has gone silent, all eyes turned towards the trio.
“I suggest you take your hand off Luke’s waist,” Din says, voice dark, threat clear in his every word. The senator quickly removes his hand from Luke’s waist as if it had been burned.
“Smart move. Now I want you to apologize.” The dark saber is still held at the senator’s neck, not giving him any room to escape.
“I’m- I’m sorry Mand’alor,” the senator chokes out, voice now filled with terror.
“Not to me. To Luke.”
The senator gulps, feeling the darksaber lightly burn his adam's apple as he does so.
“I apologize, consort Djarin.” The senator’s voice is shaking with every word, body trying to stand as still as possible so as not to graze against the saber still held at his neck.
“If you ever so much as look in Luke’s direction again, it will be the last thing you ever do, understand?”
“Y- Yes Mand’alor.”
“Good. Now you are going to leave, and you are not to return.” Din releases the senator, retracting the darksaber, as the man runs out of the hall, not stopping to look back. The whole room is still staring at them, eyes wide with fear and respect at the display.
“Go back to your evening,” Din commands the room, turning to face his riduur as he hears conversation slowly start to pick back up.
“Are you okay, cyar’ika? He didn’t hurt you, did he?”
“I’m okay Din, I promise.” He pauses looking into Din’s eyes through his visor before continuing, “you didn’t have to be so rough with him, you know.”
“He shouldn’t have said those things about you. He’s lucky to have walked away with all his limbs. You’re making me soft, cyare, a year ago I would have killed him without a thought for something like that.”
Luke lets out a small laugh at that, knowing it to be true. Luke brings his forehead to rest against Din’s over his helmet, wrapping his arms around his neck, as Din brings his own arms to wrap around Luke’s waist.
“I didn’t like him touching what isn’t his,” Din growls out, voice quiet enough only Luke hears it. Luke lets out a soft gasp at the words, feeling his stomach tighten with warmth.
“Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?”
Din growls at the response, dragging Luke out of the room. He easily follows Din, more than willing to go wherever he is taking him. Din drags them to one of the empty hallways, shoving Luke up against the wall, ripping his helmet off to roughly kiss his riduur.
Luke responds eagerly, hands tangling in Din’s hair, as he lets his tongue eagerly explore his mouth. Luke is quickly feeling himself get wet, grinding his hips up against Din’s, Din responding with thrusts of his own.
“Mine,” Din growls into Luke’s mouth, moving away from it, to trail open mouthed kisses down his mouth. Luke moans at the feeling, Din starting to suck and bite at his neck, leaving marks that he most certainly won’t be able to hide.
“Din, please.”
Din groans at the words, sucking one last mark into Luke’s neck, before pulling away and sinking to his knees. Once he is on his knees in front of him, Din quickly begins undoing Luke’s pants, pulling them down to his ankles.
Din groans, Luke grabbing onto his hair as he shoves his face into Luke’s wet pussy, breathing him in. Luke moans at the feeling, grinding his hips slightly against Din’s mouth, getting him to move. Din starts slowly, tentative licks to his lips and clit, before he is shoving his tongue in Luke’s hole.
Luke moans at the feeling, hands pulling harder on Din’s hair. Din looks up at Luke through his lashes, pulling his tongue out of Luke and moving to suck on his clit. Luke looks down at his husband, enthralled by the sight of him on his knees, eating him out, where anyone could walk around the corner and see them.
“I’m starting to think, ah, this is a thing for you,” Luke gets out between breaths and moans. Din makes a questioning noise against Luke’s pussy, not taking his mouth away for even a second.
“You, eating me out in public, where anyone can see.” Instead of answering him, Din just sucks harder at Luke’s clit, making his legs shake. His cock is fully hard in his pants now, straining to get free. Luke lets him suck and lick at him for another minute before pulling his head away.
“What’s wrong, cyare?” Din asks, worry in his voice.
“Wanna cum around your cock, Daddy.” Din moans at the words, quickly moving himself into a standing position. As soon as he is standing again, Din has his mouth on Luke. Luke moans into the kiss, loving the taste of himself on Din’s tongue. They kiss roughly for a minute, before Din is pulling back, flipping Luke and pressing his front against the wall.
Din moves his hands down to his pants, pulling them down enough to get his cock out.
“Fuck, please, Daddy,” Luke moans, desperate to have Din inside him already.
“Fuck baby, so perfect for me.”
Din moves a hand to stroke his cock a few times before he is bringing the tip to Luke’s hole. Luke whines at the feeling, pushing his hips back to try and get Din inside him. Din holds him in place with a hand on his hip, still teasing his hole.
“You want it baby? You want my cock in your pretty little cunt?”
“Yes! Please! Daddy, Plea- FUCK!” Luke screams out as Din pushes all the way inside him, in one thrust, cock stretching him out in the best way. Luke is grinding his hips back, trying to get Din impossibly deeper into him.
“Fuck baby, so perfect and tight for me.” Din pulls out almost all the way before he is roughly pushing back in, punching out a choked off moan from the man below him. Din sets a rough punishing pace, hips audible slapping against the back of Luke’s thighs with every thrust.
Luke is letting out loud moans with every thrust. Din brings one hand up to Luke’s face, shoving three fingers into his mouth, making him gag slightly.
“Shut up, unless you want someone to catch us again.”
Luke moans around Din’s fingers, impossibly tuned on at the thought of someone seeing Din claiming him like this.
“You like that don’t you? You like everyone knowing what a little whore you are for me.” Din speeds up his thrusts, practically slamming into Luke, as they both chase their pleasure.
“Pl’se d’dy,” Luke gets out between Din’s fingers, tears starting to well in his eyes at the punishing pace. Din moves his free hand down, circling his fingers around Luke’s clit, bringing him close and closer to orgasm.
“Fuck baby, let go for me. Let go for daddy. Cum around my cock” Din’s words are all it takes for Luke to fall apart underneath him. His whole body shakes as he cums, vision momentarily whiting out at the intense feeling.
Din curses, hips stuttering as he feels Luke’s cunt pulse around him.
“Gonna fill you up baby. Fill you with my cum, so everyone knows you’re mine.” Din is reduced to low grunts and choked off moans as he stills inside Luke, cock twitching as he presses as deep as he can into the tight hole. Luke moans at the feeling of Din’s hot cum filling him up.
The two stay like that together for a minute, basking in the afterglow, before Din slowly starts pulling out. Luke whines at the feeling, too boneless to do anything but lean against the wall. As soon as Din is out, he is bending down to pull Luke’s pants and underwear up.
“Want you to walk around with my cum dripping out of you for the rest of the night,” Din whispers in Luke’s ear, making him shiver.
Din tucks his cock away, zipping back up his pants. Din helps Luke turn around, leaning in and gently kissing his husband.
“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, cyar’ika,” Din whispers against Luke’s lips.
“I love you too, daddy,” Luke teases, making Din’s cock give a valiant twitch despite how spent he is.
“We’re gonna go back to the gala for at least another half hour baby, don’t want people thinking we disappeared without saying goodbye. That would be rude,” Din says lowly still pressed against Luke’s lips. “You’re not to leave daddy’s side the whole time, understand?”
Luke nods letting out a moan against Din’s lips, already feeling himself get worked up again.
“Good boy.” Din kisses him deeply once again, before pulling away, putting back on his helmet and leading them back into the main room, hand in hand.
Almost all eyes fall to them as they reenter the gala, gazes no doubt falling to Luke’s newly marked up neck, and the still slightly dazed look in his eyes.
Needless to say, no one tries anything with Luke for a long time after that incident, much to Din’s delight.