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The next day Din came back to the camp, exhausted and tired.
The battle to defeat the beast had been tough, and being around the Tuskens was stressful enough, even if they had an uneasy alliance with the rest of the village people.
Din entered his hut, Grogu waddling in after him.
The Mandalorian sat on his bed with a heavy sigh, all of the stress and anxiety from the previous encounters with the Tuskens and the beast building up inside of him.
He needed to let it all out.
He picked up Grogu and slammed him against the wall, unbuckling his belt while he kissed the child roughly.
Grogu squealed with joy, a smile on his face, and his eyes lit up.
Din knew Grogu wanted it too. He slipped his tongue into the alien’s mouth to quiet Grogu’s squealing, and the noise softened to a few faint squeaks.
Din lay down on the cot with Grogu on his belly, his erection hard and aching for relief.
Din picked Grogu up and lowered him onto his cock, moaning at the feeling of that tight hot asshole on his dick. Grogu’s walls squeezed around it, and Din almost came right then as hot bolts of ecstasy ran up his body.
He started moving Grogu up and down, his moans devolving into quiet whines as he used the child to fulfill his own sexual desires.
Grogu squeaked and touched Din’s hand, moving it slowly away from his body so he wasn’t being held anymore.
In his weakened state, Din allowed Grogu to remain upright by himself without being guided.
Then Grogu squealed again and started bouncing all on his own, hard and fast on Don’s cock.
Din’s head fell back against the bed as he cried out loudly in pure bliss, the feeling of Grogu slamming himself up and down on his dick making him shiver with pleasure.
He thrusted his hips upwards, Grogu cooing and bouncing with no signs of stopping, and the baby touched Din’s hip with a small hand.
A wave of peace and warmth suddenly overtook his body, and he let it take him, feeling calmer and safer than he ever had in his life.
Din stopped thrusting his hips and just lay there, knowing that Grogu was trying to tell him something using The Force, letting the baby give him some of the best sex he’d ever had.
He squeezed his eyes shut hard, stars in his vision, fingers gripping the cloth of the cot hard as the pleasure grew even stronger.
Din felt his throat close up just a little, and he wearily lifted his head to see Grogu extending a hand towards him and making a small fist.
He was choking him.
And Din found that he didn’t mind.
His throat closed up even more as the pleasure grew, and Din’s eyes rolled back in his head as his whole body was consumed by the feeling.
He couldn’t breathe at all now, but the peaceful and safe feeling was still there.
Din figured out that Grogu was telling him to trust him.
And he did.
He felt like he was floating on air. His body trembled as his orgasm started building, and he kept making muffled noises, cut off by lack of oxygen, and he kept his eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure built so much that he couldn’t take it anymore.
His body jerked and spasmed as he came forcefully inside Grogu’s asshole, wave after wave of hot cum erupting out of him. He would have screamed if he could.
Once he finished, Din lay there, and a few seconds later his airways opened back up again, and he gasped for breath as he stared up at the ceiling of the hut.
His body was overheated and sweaty now, but he felt better than ever in that moment.
Grogu raised himself off of Din’s softening dick and waddled over to his side, touching the human’s face gently with a small hand.
Din pulled up his pants as a feeling of exhaustion came over him, and he closed his eyes for a nap as Grogu snuggled up against his chest.