Hi everyone! Thanks for the responses! I'm so thankful and humbled by your kindness. To answer some questions: yes. I kinda tip toed around the love scene for a few reasons. The first one being that I have written them in the past and have gotten flamed for being too provocative and or flamed for only posting smut. I assure you, that's not my intention. I can see that some have been frustrated with the lack of "action" between the two, and so long as you will not angrily bash me for including a sex scene, then for you- I shall write it. The rating HAS been changed to mature. So you've been warned.
-Tifa
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They arrived on Arvala-7 by nightfall. Din was worried that Jawas might attack the Razor Crest, but he figured he'd know if they started messing with the ship. Aside from that, the last time he'd visited they were on semi-decent terms. So surely they would leave them alone.
He stood from his position in the cockpit and glanced at Torin. He was met with a pair of eager little eyes and a small grin. Din patted his head and chuckled. "Hungry?" He asked.
The Child made happy noises and wiggled his ears in response to his father's question.
Cara walked over with some food that Peli had sent them with. She gave Din a plate. "I'll feed the kid, you go eat." She patted his shoulder before letting out a quiet Yelp when she felt his hand gently squeeze her tush. She blushed and smacked his arm, he was already becoming quite familiar with her body. She heard a stifled chuckle and he walked away and she shook her dark head with a smirk on her face.
Torin waved to her and smiled, making gurgling noises. She took a seat and brought his carrier close to her and began to feed the little guy. He was content as she did so, wiggling his ears in approval as he took bite after bite.
"You were hungry, weren't ya?" Cara chuckled and fed him some more. Finally, he let out a loud burp and Cara couldn't help but laugh. "That sounded rather big for such a little guy, mister."
Cara got him cleaned up and played with him for a while so that Din could eat in peace and relax for a moment. She gently tossed him into the air and caught him, eliciting a belly laugh from the creature so adorable it could cause even the most hardened soldier of war to crack a wide smile.
Torin would growl at Cara when she stopped and point upward to let her know he wanted her to do it again. So, she did until her arms grew tired and then she sat on the floor with him. He toddled to her lap and stared up at her. He gave her a cute little grin and placed his hand on her cheek as she brought him up close to her. He gurgled and cooed as she pet his head.
Lowly, she hummed an old tune she remembered her mother singing to her as a child. It lulled Torin into a sleepy state and soon, he was fast asleep on her chest.
"You know, you're really good with him." Came The Mandalorian's voice from behind her.
She turned her head to look at him and smiled. "He makes it easy, being so cute and all." She stood to her feet and gently placed him in his carrier. She covered him with his blanket and looked back at Din. "So what's the plan?" She asked
"It'll be a little different than last time. They don't like me much here, and since Kuiil is gone, I won't have a buffer with the locals." He watched her place a hand on her hip and look at him.
"You want me to go ask around? You and Torin can stay here."
"No. I think we'll go back to the compound I found Torin at, see if there are more Nikto there. I need you to be my cover." Din walked to her, he placed a hand on her cheek.
Cara wasn't quite used to this gentle behavior or treatment, but she certainly didn't mind it. "I can do that." She smiled a bit. Before turning her head toward the door. "Did you hear that?"
Din heard a clanging noise coming from the outside of the shop, and he cursed under his breath. Those little suckers were fast. He opened the doors, grabbed his Amban rifle and sure enough, Jawas were there ready to strip the ship again.
"Hey!" He shouted, "back off!" He aimed, they chittered and scrambled about back to their vehicle. He shook his head and chuckled. "Those little shits."
Cara giggled and shrugged her shoulders. "You need some rest, Mando." She said, patting his armored shoulder.
"So do you." He retorted, shrugging his shoulders. "Come on." He lead Cara to the small sleeping quarters he had kept Torin in before. "You can rest here."
"And you?" Cara asked, looking up at him. "We could probably both fit in there." She suggested.
"What are you implying?" He tilted his head to the side, curiously.
"I'm implying you lay here with me you dumbass." She shrugged out of her armor and was left with a simple black shirt and pants. Din moved the baby carrier closer to the small room and took off the majority of his beskar armor, leaving the helmet. He watched the girl climb into the bed and look back at him. Her eyes were so alluring and dark.
Din climbed in beside her, rested his helmet-clad head on the pillow. She turned her back to him and he draped an arm around her, pulling her close to him.
She pressed her body against his, smirking when she felt his arousal. She felt his hand trace circles on her stomach lightly, causing her to shudder and then he'd moved his hand beneath her shirt.
He continued gently stroking her abdomen, enjoying the light mewling noises she was making. He really wanted to kiss the back of her neck, nibble on her ear. But for now he'd settle for teasing her and holding her close.
But Cara Dune was not one to be teased and not tease back. So she wriggled her hips, grinding into him and he groaned in response. "Cara." He said, breathily.
Cara shivered when he moved his hand lower. Now he was toying with the band of her pants, and she wasn't sure she could take much more teasing from this man. She bit her lower lip, his hand was beneath her pants and now between her legs. Gently, he rubbed her groaning softly as he did so.
Cara turned from her side to her back and she moaned as he began to explore her with his fingers. She arched her back and moaned again before regaining control of her wild emotions and she reached down and touched Din's arousal through his pants.
That was enough to cause him to curse under his breath. She smirked, pleased with herself. She rubbed him again and then she gasped when he plunged his fingers deeper with in her. He yanked her pants off her body and she shivered and smirked.
"So you gonna take that thing off this time around?"
"I haven't decided yet." He said as he ran his hands down her bare thighs before parting them a bit.
Cara raised an eyebrow and looked up at the man who was looming over her. She imagined he had a smug look on his face under that helmet of his. "Eh?" She shrugged. "Fine by me, I've grown pretty fond of that face of yours." She teased as she propped herself up on her elbows a bit. She could see her reflection in the beskar helmet and she gently stroked the side.
Din looked at her, passion blazing in her dark colored orbs. His thumb grazed her lower lip and he continued to stare at her. Cara's hands drifted from the side of his helmet down his chest and he shivered when she put them under his shirt.
She felt his chest, firm, dotted with scars here and there and a little bit fuzzy from chest hair. "Can you take this off?" She tugged at the piece of clothing with annoyance. She watched as he skillfully removed it without a second thought, even with that helmet on, without a hitch.
Cara examined Din's physique and she was impressed. He was toned and muscular, and judging by the color of his chest hair, which was minimal but there, Din Djarin was brunette. Cara quite liked being able to see right now, but it was either see and not be kissed, or be kissed and not see. So it wasn't much of a trade off.
Din's fingertips continued to travel up Cara's legs, she shivered in response. He touched her briefly before raising her shirt up over her head, her hair a wild mess afterward.
He stared at her again, taking in her beauty and becoming overwhelmingly intoxicated by it. Her curvaceous form was enough to drive any man wild and at this point he was beyond.
He couldn't take it. His lips longed to be on hers, longed to kiss her body and then some. "Stay put." He instructed as he stood to his feet. He then handed her the bind-fold. "Put it on."
Cara gave him a look. "Hey, you could say please." She teased before sitting up and putting the blindfold on and securing it in place.
She sat alone in the dark for a moment before she felt the mattress sink a little on one side and suddenly his hand was on her face. He lifted her chin and she felt his lips press against hers.
She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. She deepened the kiss, her tongue grazed his bottom lip and he groaned.
His hands roamed her body delicately and tentatively until they made their way to her breasts. He smirked and squeezed them gently, eliciting a moan from her and she arched her back. His thumbs grazed her nipples in a circular motion and she moaned again.
Din dipped down and put his mouth over one of her breasts. Gently, he bit down on one of her nipples and he felt her tug his hair, rather firmly. He grunted and moved one hand down between her legs.
She moaned and bit her lip, tugging his hair again. She squeaked when his fingers found her entrance again. He teased for a moment before inserting two of his fingers while his thumb rubbed her sensitive nub.
She spread her legs further as he pleasured her and she and moaned. He was good at making her melt into a useless soldier overcome by pure bliss.
It didn't take long for her to succumb to his movements and she gripped his arm firmly as she orgasmed around his fingers.
She caught her breath and once she did she flipped the man onto his back and he let out a soft grunt as she did. She couldn't see, but she knew what she was doing. She found the band to his pants, unbuttoned them and yanked them down.
He found himself incredibly aroused by her dominating aggression that she was displaying and he groaned when she straddled his waist. Her nails ran down the length of his chest and she wiggled her hips.
Din groaned more, oh she was teasing him alright. His hands reached up and he fondled her breasts, to which she responded by gliding herself down onto his erection and he bit his lip and moaned.
He felt a bit powerless beneath her but he loved it. Every second of her grinding on top of him was like pure heaven and he could hardly contain himself.
However, he did and he flipped her back onto her back and thrust himself back into her, holding onto her thighs as he did so. He smirked when she moaned and arched her back up when he continued. He moaned when her long legs wrapped around his waist her fingertips traveled the length of his arms. He dipped down and kissed her neck, gently nipping it here and there and she moaned. That seemed to be her favorite.
She shivered when he kissed her neck, tingling everywhere as his lips touched her skin. She ran her fingernails down his back and moaned as the two of them continued their passionate dance. She could hear his breathing becoming more erratic and his thrusts were speeding up. He was close and so was she.
It wasn't long after that when she felt him release and she again along with him. She could feel his warm liquid filling her up and she panted. He laid atop her, his face nuzzled in the crook of her neck. She gently stroked his hair with one hand and wrapped her other arm around him.
Neither one of them wanted to move at all. And they stayed that way for a while before Din decided to finally get up and get dressed. He helped her do the same and retreated to get his helmet.
Once he was properly dressed, helmet included, he came back to her and gently untied her blindfold. He stroked her cheek gently and looked at her. Her smile was soft and tired. "Lets get some rest."
She nodded and pecked the side of his helmet before laying back down. He laid beside her and wrapped an arm around her.
She fell asleep quickly in his embrace. And it didn't take too long for him to fall asleep either.
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The following day they made good on their plans. Cara kept Torin with her and had made sure that Din was safe as he investigated the Nikto compound that he'd found The Child in. A few remained, but they didn't even put up a fight.
They informed him that they had come across the baby on their travels and had simply brought him back with them.
Part of him did not believe what they had to say, but Din took what information he could and left. But as he did, the two remaining Nikto had both pulled a blaster out, ready to take him down as his back was toward them.
Din jumped when he heard the shots fired, he turned around to see both of them dead on the ground behind him. He looked up and there was Cara, planted firmly on a hill where she could see everything unfold. She had his back, like always.