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i- i cannot look away... the man has some talented hands too...

👁👄👁 I’m looking respectfully

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.

thank you so much omg 🥺😭💜

i’m slowly learning to get more into writing like this. Your reblog has made me so happy 😭🥳🥰

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can’t you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.

thank you so much! I had to let my thirst out and i’m so glad it fulfilled yours too 😭💜

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can’t you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.

THANK YOU SO MUCH! 😭❤️💜

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can’t you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.

thank you so much! it’s a learning process, so that aspect of my writing will get better! 😂

thank you so much for reading and commenting! ❤️

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can’t you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.

thank you so much for reading and commenting 🥺❤️💜

hands | din djarin

gif from @thewayyoutasted

pairing: din djarin x reader

warning: 18+, not all that descriptive, but ya know: fingering? still working on writing smut.

a/n: i had to write a little thingy once i saw this gif. Im still not okay.

masterlist

You can’t look away. Every glance takes you back to the memories you cherish everyday.

You stare at your partner’s bare hands as he twirls one of his many blasters while the two of you wait until arriving at your next bounty.

“You just can’t stay still, can you Djarin.”

He catches his blaster and stops. His visor turns to you and you hear what sounds like a chuckle leave his helmet.

“You won’t let me play with you so I have to keep my hands busy.” He presses a combination of buttons on his vambrace and a hologram of the ship’s navigation pad appears. “We have two hours to go.”

Your brows furrow and you smirk at him. “I said you can’t play with me. I never said you couldn’t fuck me.”

Din lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. He abruptly stands and opens the armory - placing his blaster inside and slamming it shut. His action makes you jump and stand from your sitting position. As he takes a broad step forward, you take one step back until you hit the wall.

He encloses you between the wall and him and spins you around so your back hits his chest. He pins your hands behind your back with one hand and covers your eyes with the other.

“Are you going to be good today?” He asks you

You nod and take a deep breath. He tells you to close your eyes and face the wall. You comply and you feel your core tighten as you hear the distinctive hiss of his helmet unlatching. You hear his helmet hit the floor and his lips immediately latch onto your neck.

“Do you want to be fucked, cyar’ika?” You nod.

“You want me to take you from behind?” You nod once more.

He growls into your ear and you feel the blood rush to your face.

“I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you the way you like to be fucked.” He nibbles on your earlobe, smiling at the blush creeping on your face.

“D-Din. I need y- fuck. I need you to fuck me. P-Please.”

“Does watching me twirl my blaster around get you off? You like watching my hands, don’t you?”

You eagerly nod. “Yes. Yes, Din. I love watching your hands work. I love your fingers. Esp-Especially… fuck.”

You let out a moan when you feel Din let his bare hand slide into your pants and slide your intimates aside. He plays with you, but still not slipping inside.

“Especially what, cyare?” He smirks seeing you so vulnerable under his touch. The two of you started out as solo bounty hunters who decided to join forces after a tough bounty refused to get caught. You worked together more and more often and naturally, it blossomed to this. To you and Din ending up naked, out of breath, in each other's bed.

The two of you understood each other very well and knew what one another needed - space or pleasure.

“Especially when you finger me, Din.”

“You’re in for more than a fingering tonight. I’ve been very stressed as of late.”

“That makes two of us. N-Now… please stop playing and fuck me.”

You just remember being kissed on the temple and thrown over his shoulder. You were definitely in for a long night.