The Mandalorian had long since fallen asleep before I finally crawled into bed. It'd crossed my mind just to sleep somewhere else entirely, but there wasn't another soft spot on the ship, and I wasn't gonna get a backache for the sake of a stranger.

The stress of an entirely new situation had been creeping up on me all day, and it hadn't helped that my husband wasn't that much of a talker.

He was almost as silent sleeping as awake, and as I watched his shoulders rise and fall, my hand wandered between my legs, suddenly desperate to get my mind off everything.

Sweet relief slipped through my stomach and twisted into my chest, and I pressed harder, imagining the man in front of me with his hands all over my body, leaving marks like he should to show who I was meant for.

And I'd leave those mark, too, scarring his bronze skin until the work was done and they faded, but didn't disappeared.

I bit my lip, questioning the morality of thoughts like that about a stranger, but then the Twi'lek pleasurers made their living off that, and they weren't even married.

"You weren't planning on letting me help."

I froze, embarrassment replacing every shred of pleasure in my body. His shoulders were moving exactly the same, meaning he probably hadn't been asleep at all, but was very good at faking it.

And he hadn't asked, just said it like the fact it was.

"And that matters to you?" I tried not to let him hear the change in my breaths, the way they turned more unsure. But I doubted he couldn't tell. This was a hunter, after all, and from what I'd heard of the Mandalorian creed, one of the best hunters.

His voice dropped. "Maybe."

I turned over, wishing the bed wasn't so small. "Well it shouldn't. So stop making a big deal out of sex."

My cheeks burned and I curled against the bed, hoping he wouldn't reply. I'd been the one who'd overstepping the general stranger boundaries first, not him. I was the one who'd been imagining his fingers on my skin, not him. I'd been-

His fingers slipped against my back, pressing just where my arm met my body and creeping down toward my waist.

"Stop," I finally breathed, skin crawling with goosebumps, and his touch abandoned me.

"Alright," he said back, just as softly.

I hated that he was so honorable, was so quick to stick to the contract, because I didn't want him to stop. I just didn't want him to know I wanted that rich so badly.

My stomach burned with need, body radiating heat I'm sure he could feel.

"You don't-" I swallowed, biting back the searing pride. "You can...touch me. If you want."

I slid my hand back between my legs, trying not to lean into his touch as his hand pressed against my waist, respecting the hem of my shirt for a bare moment, then slipping beneath it.

He slid lower, fingers going beneath the hem of my shorts and slipping beneath where my hand was over the fabric.

I tried not to stiffen beneath his touch, but it failed miserably and I arched into his hand, breathing out something I didn't have a translation for.

What the hell is happening to me? I thought, forcing my legs to relax when his fingers found my sweet spot. Before, I was everything but nervous, but now... I'd lost the ability to speak. I wasn't used to men returning to the favor.

Ever.

His breaths fell on my neck, and just like he was reading every change in my body language, his fingers played me in the tune I sought. His free hand crept under my neck and slid beneath my shirt, fingers twisting against the upper part of my breasts as his breathing turned ragged.

I wasn't sure who came first, but his cock pressed against the base of my spine and soon after it was throbbing in tempo with my pussy. I let out a groan, arching back against him, taking him for everything he was worth, and just like a hunter would do, he reduced me to the most vulnerable version of myself.

But so had I.

-Hey you all naughty readers! Sorry for the wait; I graduate TOMORROW! Well actually today since it's past midnight, so things have been busy! Sorry for the long waits. Hopefully during my gap year I'll have a ton of content for you guys. Lots of love!-