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You sat there and pondered how you ended up in this long anticipated conversation. A conversation you’d had rested at the tip of your tongue for weeks. You stared deep into the reflective black of Boba’s visor, pretending to make contact with his pupils to make the conversation easier, but without being able to read his expression, you finally blurt it out.
“I want him to fuck me…and I want you to watch” You nearly choked on your words as you trailed the end of your demand with a whisper.
“Mando?” He was taken aback. You nodded.
Your belly flipped over itself as you impatiently awaited his response. You’d wanted this for a while. Since Din began staying in the palace as Boba’s honored guest, you couldn’t even deny the forbidden thoughts that troubled your mind everyday. You belonged to Boba, and you loved him deeply, but clearly your attraction to helmeted men was not restricted to only your partner.
He was silent for the seconds that followed, but as you fidgeted with the sleeve of your tunic, he finally spoke up.
“I’ve thought about it, too” He admitted. You met his eyeline again and searched his tone for any trace of insincerity.
“….wh- you have?” You stumbled over your words. He nodded, and inched closer to you. As his body pinned you against the wall, his hand pressed flat above your head while the other caressed your waist. The butterflies he stirred within you never ceased to flutter rapidly.
“I’d like that” He muttered slowly. You felt a warmth form inside of you.
“Really?” You trembled, still in disbelief.
Boba pushed a lock of your hair behind your ear and used his stoic stance to power over your fragile figure. You were flustered already, his dominance holding in nothing but his presence before you.
“I’m a fair man. I like sharing my toys with others. Wouldn’t you say that’s fair, princess?” He whispered gruffly, his modulator making him sound even tougher than normal.
You nodded with a whimper, too weak at the knees to form a proper response. He made you melt every time he cornered you like this. Boba curled his gloved finger under your chin and tilted your head up toward him.
“Besides, I wouldn’t be a good host to our guest if I didn’t allow him to indulge in the finest things we have to offer, now would I?”
You blushed and smiled up at him.
“Consider it done, little one” he assured you before leaving you alone in his bed chambers. You bit your lip as your mind explored how it might play out, and if Din would even agree to it.
But sure he would, you’ve seen the way his attention stays glued to you for so long. You may not be able to see his eyes, but you can see his head travel the length of your body when you walk by. No helmet could hide that.
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Two days had passed. You hadn’t seen Boba since your conversation. Nor had you seen Din. Fennec said they had gone out for a huge bounty, and you didn’t dare ask any further questions. Instead, you kept yourself busy by touching yourself to the thought of them both fucking you senseless.
The morning suns warm your skin as you lay sprawled out on your oversized bed you shared with Boba. The thoughts were starting again, and your hand tiptoed down between your legs, searching to relieve an aching. You wore nothing but one of Boba’s black undershirts. You loved how his scent stayed trapped in the fabric.
As you laid flat on your back, you lifted your shirt to caress your breasts while you began to rub circles on your clit. Your eyes fell shut and you curled your hips against your own touch, imagining it was Din instead. You moaned softly, although you could be as loud as you wanted to. If Fennec was in the palace, you didn’t really care if she heard you.
In your imagination, it was Boba’s hand cupping your breast, and Din’s fingers that worked at your pulsing heat. Your whimpers progressed as your pleasure grew and your surroundings began to dissipate as you were encased in your new reality.
You were inching so dangerously close to your climax, panting and squirming profusely, when a gruff voice broke the barrier between imagination and reality.
“Couldn’t wait for us, Princess?”
Your eyes flash open and you’re frantic to cover yourself when you see Boba, with Din standing next to him in the doorway. The pounding of your heart against your chest is the only thing you could seem to focus on.
“Don’t get shy now, little one. We’ve seen plenty of the show already” He mocked playfully, and you wondered just how long they’d been there.
“Boba” you breathed, your cheeks were burning red with arousal and embarrassment intertwined together.
“Mando, I think I heard your name on her lips just a moment ago” Boba teased. Din looked over at him and offered a subtle nod.
As you sit up and move to the end of the bed, Boba pulls up a lounge chair to face the bed, allowing himself a front row seat.
“Just like we talked about, Mando. She’s all yours” Boba said as he took his seat. Din walked over to you and stood directly in front of you. His silence was ominous, and you expected that he was nervous, too. The look of desire you held in your eyes would’ve put any man on his knees. You knew what to do.
“Kriff” He whispered.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” Boba spoke up, you did not look at him, but you could hear that he had removed his helmet.
As your fingers worked to open his trousers, his gloved hand gripped around your wrist, halting your actions. He swiftly yet carefully pushed you onto your back, hovering over you. You caught your own reflection in the shine of his beskar before you stared deep into his visor. His hands explored you like it was unmarked territory that was his for the taking.
Your shirt was removed in one quick motion, leaving you now completely bare and exposed for him. Din’s moan in approval was amplified by his modulator, and it sent a flash of heat through your body. He studied the way your body curved in the all the perfect places, how your breasts sat upon your chest, and how you were open for him His pure lust and desire to have you was evident now, and it was driving you crazy
“Tell me what you want” He demanded.
You were speechless. Partially from your nerves and partially from how breathtaking it was to be pressed against him.
“Tell me what you want me to do to you, sweetheart” he growled softly as he pulled the gloves from his fingertips and threw them off the bed. Before you could mutter another sound, his fingers began working at replicating exactly what you had been fantasizing when they caught you. He circled them on your delicate bud while staring down directly at you.
“Fuck…” you whimpered so sweetly.
Boba stirred a noise that drew your attention to him. He was slowly stroking his cock, infatuated with another man’s hands roaming your body. You smirked at him through your breaths of pleasure yet his face held the same unreadable expression. He appeared enthralled, aroused, and jealous somehow all at once.
You tried yet again to pursue Din’s pleasure by palming him gently through his trousers but he immediately pushed you away.
"Gotta take care of you first sweet girl” He insisted and you did not dare protest. Feeling that you were ready for it, he curled two fingers within your walls, burying his digits in your aching warmth. You moaned as you threw your head back. His thumb remained at your clit, working in rhythm to earn the prettiest noises he could pull from your lips.
“Din” You moaned breathlessly. He groaned in response as he loved the way you said his name. Din thrusted his fingers vigorously, knowing the perfect pace to continue.
“Boba, you are the luckiest man in the galaxy” Mando spoke up, looking over at Boba, who kept stroking himself while he made eye contact with him.
“And now you get to enjoy her too, Mando. You deserve it” Boba stated, a delicate moan falling from his lips as he spoke.
The all familiar tightening coil in your lower abdomen begged to be unraveled. Your whimpering graced the armored men’s ear as you approached your long anticipated climax.
“Please don’t stop” You begged of him, hoping he wouldn’t be sadistic and rob you of your euphoric release.
But he didn’t, and your orgasm washed over your entire being so gracefully that you felt weightless beneath him. You arched your back against his firm body and he used the opportunity to wrap an arm around you, pulling you closer. His efforts were relentless in working you through the pure ecstasy you experienced.
It seemed that he was enjoying it just as much as you had, and when your rode down from your intense high, you heard Boba’s lustful groans coming from where he remained sitting.
“Don’t you want to join us, Boba?” You whimpered through your words.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, princess? I think Din has it under control” He smirked, loving this entire situation more than you ever thought possible. Your mind wandered to how it would feel to have two sets of Mandalorian hands gripping your body.
“Maybe she’s right, she deserves the attention of two men” Din contested, a seductive tone riddled in his voice.
“No, I want to see her be fucked by another man. I’ll finish her off, Mando” Boba chuckled sadistically. Din looked back down at your rosy face, seemingly unsure of how to proceed.
The restrained outline of his erection through his pants was now distracting. His eagerness to be inside you made your heart skip a beat. You bit your lip before pulling at the fastening of his pants, this time he helped you, and suddenly you were met with the wonderful sight of his throbbing length.
You audibly gasped, and the cutest chuckle escaped his helmet, no doubt that he was blushing at your reaction. He was big, and thicker than you’d imagined. Slightly bigger than Boba, but overall similar in size. You tried to wrap your fingers around him, but yet again he stopped you.
“Can’t wait any longer, sweet girl” He growled before flipping you over onto your hands and knees, facing you toward Boba. Din lined himself up with your entrance behind you. As you looked back at him, he hesitated to await your approval. You nodded quickly, anticipating the sweet sensation he would bring.
Slowly he inched into you. Your walls wrapped around his cock, and you both let out a euphoric sigh of pleasure as you finally sunk into one another, something that was long awaited between the both of you.
Your eyes lock into Boba’s, who’s stroking became steadier and rougher since you’d last caught a glance. You smiled seductively, and he smirked back. Din buried himself completely inside you, and held there for a moment for you both to adjust.
As his thrusting took shape, your mouth fell into an “O” shape, a look you know Boba loved all too well. He moaned subtly, watching your every move. You were enamored with making this intimate eye contact while being ravished by another.
“Look at you, little one, you take his cock so well” He praised you sweetly, “How does she feel?” He asked Din. Seeing your man get off to the sight of this was exhilarating. You truly wondered why you never did this sooner.
“So good” Din breathed between his curled thrusts, “She feels so good”, you could tell he was on cloud nine, and struggled to find words.
Din found his rhythm, and used it to pound into you harder. Every slap of his hips against your ass drove you absolutely crazy, but now, he was putting all his passion into it. The cool sensation of the beskar on his thighs lined up against the back of your thighs. It turned you on for him to fuck you in his full set of armor, whereas Boba usually removed his while you had sex. You pushed your ass back against him to add even more rough motion. The sounds he emitted were so arousing, and he sounded even hotter than you expected. Thank gods he was being so vocal, you thought.
Suddenly, he gripped his fingers into your locks of hair and firmly pulled on it. You cried out with pleasure, infatuated with this feeling. How did he know you loved this?
“There it is, she loves that” Boba encouraged him. His cock brushed against your sweetest spot with every swing of his hips. You were climbing toward your second release, and you wouldn’t last much longer. Your whimpers accompanied the sound of your skin joining with his and you could slightly hear Boba’s moaning picking up as well. You wanted him inside you, too.
“Din, you fuck me so good” You praised him, wanting him to know how amazing he made you feel.
“Yeah? You like that?” He cooed, “Are you going to cum for me again, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Din, I am so close” You cried out, feeling your orgasm creeping up slowly. He released his grip from your hair and reached around to your clit, rubbing it steadily while he kept fucking you.
“Good girl, cum around his cock” Boba growled as Din’s efforts finally flooded your senses with absolute euphoria. It radiated throughout you as you became a mess of whimpering. You trembled and struggled to stay supporting yourself.
“Fuck, I can feel you clenching around me, y/n” He whispered softly. Hearing your name fall from his lips in such a manner was so beautiful.
You slowly floated back down from the most intense high you’d ever experienced, catching your breath in the process.
“Is she ready for me, yet, Mando?” Boba grew impatient, becoming dissatisfied with the feeling of his hand.
“She is” Mando said, pulling out of you. No longer filled, you collapsed, laying flat on your stomach, feeling ruined already.
“Oh no, princess, we aren’t done with you yet” Boba scolded, walking over to the bed.
“I want you both” You begged. The two men looked over at each other before assuming their positions like they’d talked about this already.
Din got on his knees in front of you on the bed, and Boba got behind you. He gripped your hips and lifted you back onto your knees. Boba wasted no time before burying his cock inside you. Din placed his glistening tip in your face, you smirked up at him before opening your mouth wide for him to fit.
You were filled from both ends, and you could not imagine anything better than this unfamiliar feeling. They pounded into your holes at their own speed, Boba slammed into you fast and rough, making up for the missed time and endless teasing he experienced being left out of the fun.
Your moans, now suppressed by Din’s cock, grew louder and more desperate with every second. His hands found themselves wrapped in your hair yet again. Boba was fucking you like he hated you, though you knew he loved you more than ever right now.
“What a good fucking girl she is, Mando, taking both of us so well” Boba gritted through his teeth. His thumbs dug into your back while he squeezed your waist.
“and so beautiful” Din barely muttered through his strained groans. Something you’d rarely experienced began to form, your third release. You pulled your mouth from Din.
“Oh my gods, I’m going to cum again” You announced, and Din forcefully pulled your mouth back onto him, pulling your hair with it. The way you felt him twitch against your tongue indicated that he was also close, and the pace at which Boba thrusted into you, you knew he wouldn’t last much longer either.
“That’s right sweet girl, just like that” Din coaxed you.
The tightening coil wound up quickly in your lower belly, and it threatened to unravel at any moment. Boba switched his rhythm and curled his hips more upward, grinding against your sweet spot repeatedly. You gasped as it burst open within you. The pleasure was relentless this time, flowing through your body like a shockwave. Your sight became blurred and Din continued fucking your face. You felt deliciously disoriented and finally began to inch off of your high.
Your body shook in the most rewarding way, you were completely filled and coming down from the best orgasm your body had ever ridden, even better than the first two. You could hear in their groaning that they were about to release themselves.
Without another second passing, both men exclaimed loudly, gracing your ears with such an arousing sound. A shooting warmth coated your walls as Boba’s thrusts grew slower. Din’s cum coated your mouth, leaving a sweetness on your tongue as he held his cock deep inside your throat. Heavy breathing filled the room as they both hesitated to remove themselves from your warmth.
Boba and Din cleaned themselves before tucking their length back in their pants. You collapsed again, letting exhaustion overcome you as you struggled to keep your eyes open.
“Are you alright, y/n?” Din asked so sweetly. You nodded, unable to form your words for him.
You felt Boba pick you up and lay you down properly on your pillow, before lifting the blanket over your tired body. You smiled subtly, your eyes falling closed into the best sleep you’d ever have.