i think if i were a jedi i would make it my life mission to make yoda angry. i would give anything to hear his little goblin voice mutter the words “thin fucking ice, you are on” and click his little cane on the ground. i would do anything. kick him as im walking and be like “oh sorry didnt see you there.” go with him to the market and try to buy him for four credits and say “oh my bad i thought you were a head of cabbage.” raise all the chairs in the jedi temple just an inch. catch him while he’s sleeping and paint his little nails and then be like “odd that someone caught you slippin master yoda. wonder who could have done that.” leave crumbs in his seat in the jedi council. i mean i would do anything
How Dooku was with Qui-Gonn vs. how Qui-Gon was with Obi-Wan.
I made this while was was still only vaguely familiar with the ‘Jedi Apprentice’ books so forgive my kinda mix up of the time line (I now know he left Obi-Wan on Melida/Daan AFTER Obi-Wan was kidnapped by Xanatos).
But yeah Qui-Gon being the vagabond weed Dad lines up with him leaving Obi-Wan on a war-torn planet lol.
At first, all you could hear was your own heart thumping in your ears. But then you realized beyond that, there was a low, gentle chuckle...
Boba Fett x fem!virgin!reader | 2.6k words
Content: spice [18+ only], virginity, kissing, fondling/groping, quick and passionate, fingering, PIV, cursing, friends to maaaybe lovers
From this request about reader asking their best friend to be their first. Start there for context or check out other character options.
[18+ only below the cut, please and thank you]
Boba reached over and took your chin between his fingers, gently guiding you to look back at him. His face, once stoic and serious, was now reshaped into one of amusement.
"Mesh'la," he crooned in his low timbre. "You don't need to be shy with me."
His fingers remained on your chin, stroking along the side of your jaw softly. Your heart was racing wildly, completely unprepared for this kind of response to your proposition.
"You... you're not... upset?" you questioned.
He chuckled again, finally bringing his hand back down.
"I'm a little surprised. But upset? Far from it."
Your breathing came easier, though your heart was still unable to be controlled. You hadn't ruined things with him. And further, he seemed to be open to the idea. Into it, even.
He rested his other hand on the dock next to you and leaned far enough in that you could smell blaster residue wafting off his clothes.
"I'm glad you trust me," he said, returning to a lower register that sent chills across your skin. "Not many do."
"Not many know you," you were quick to defend.
Boba smirked and made a low hum, as if he didn't quite believe you but wasn't willing to argue. Sometimes you struggled to help your friend see himself as good.
Instead of pursuing that line of conversation, he instead turned back to the matter at hand. You blushed as you realized he was looking at the exposed skin of your shoulders.
"So, just to make sure I understand," he said. "You're wanting to have sex with me?"
Even though that was exactly what you wanted, you still felt bashful hearing him say it. You nodded quickly.
He brought his hand up and it hovered by your arm. "So I have permission to touch you?"
"Yes," you breathed out. As soon as you did, the backs of his fingers started brushing along your skin tenderly.
"To kiss you?" He said as he leaned further in, his lips mere centimeters away from where his fingers were caressing your arm.
"Yes," you whispered again, and relished the contact his lips finally made against you.
He gave a few feather-light kisses up to your shoulder before speaking again.
"To enjoy you?"
You sucked in a breath, caught off guard by the phrasing. He pulled back at your hesitancy and questioned you with his eyes.
"You don't have to... I mean, I know I'm not... you know... you've been with others...." You couldn't find the right words to explain your sudden self-consciousness.
But Boba was shaking his head, able to gather your meaning regardless of your inability to express it properly. "Don't sell yourself short, mesh'la. In another life, if we'd met differently... say, at a cantina, instead of a jail cell... I would've taken you home."
You were flattered, undoubtedly. You knew his type, the sort of people he went for when he was looking for a good time. You'd never considered yourself in their league, so to hear him say otherwise now meant a lot. But you also couldn't help but laugh a little at the scene playing out in your head.
"Unfortunately, I wouldn't have let you though," you admitted.
"I know," Boba smiled in agreement. "You would've needed to trust me first."
You nodded, grateful he understood you so well. You shouldn't have worried as much as you did about this proposition of yours. Boba was your best friend for a reason; he'd take care of you in any way you asked.
He brought both of his hands up now and combed some of your hair back before taking your face gently between them.
"Do you want this or not?"
"I... um... right now? Here?"
"I don't see anyone around." He pretended to look about, but it was dark and the lake was shrouded by trees. "And if someone happens to wander this far, they'll get a nice show."
You blushed again at his boldness.
"Besides," he continued, "I thought you were tired of waiting."
You had to relent at that. "I am..."
"Then relax," he husked, smoothing your hair back again and grasping your head more firmly. "Let me do this for you."
A short nod from you was all he needed. His mouth met yours firmly, pleasantly. As your lips melded together, he brought his arm around your back and guided you to lay down under him. You didn't even mind the hardness of the deck, not when he was kissing you like this. Like you'd always wanted to be kissed.
His mouth quickly moved from your lips to your jaw to your neck. His hands were roaming freely as well, first squeezing at your sides, and then tangling in your hair.
"Boba," you breathed out in pleasure. The goosebumps along your skin settled into warm and pleasant tingling.
"Mesh'la," he breathed back.
He pulled his lips off you for the two seconds it took to get his shirt off and then they latched back on. He was like a man starved, couldn't get enough. You briefly wondered what that meant... was he was putting on a show to make your first time feel good? Or was he genuinely enjoying you?
Your own shirt quickly followed, and Boba let out a deep groan as he took in your bare chest. His lips soon followed the path of his gaze, kissing and sucking every inch and working you up into a blushing mess in the process.
"Boba..."
It was the only word you knew now. And you two hadn't even gone that far yet.
Pants were the next to come flying off, and after several more moments of basking, groping, and kissing, then it was underwear. You were fully bared to each other now. The breeze, picking up the coolness of the water surrounding you, was a nice contrast to the heat coursing beneath your skin. You'd swear you were losing your mind at the all the sensations you were feeling all at once.
"I've got you, Mesh'la," Boba said, suddenly sliding his arm underneath you again and lifting you up. He maneuvered you so were straddling his lap. A very distinct shape, warm and leaking, was pressed against your folds and you gasped at the contact.
"Not yet," said Boba, pecking your lips quickly as his hands rubbed up and down on the tops of your thighs. "Got to prep you first."
You vaguely knew what he meant, but your neediness was growing. This was it, you were finally getting what you wanted, with someone you trusted and cared for so deeply. You couldn't wait any longer. You needed him.
You tried shifting your hips to feel more of him, but he stopped you. You whined and he laughed.
"Trust me, Mesh'la," he said as his mouth found your skin once more. "Soon enough."
As he suckled against your neck again, his hands started making their way from your thighs into your center. You whimpered at the touch of his thumb against your clit and your hips seemed to jerk of their own accord. This was wonderful. Better than any fantasy you could've conjured up for yourself.
"So good for me," Boba was saying into your neck as a digit slipped inside your heat. He helped your hips rock against him and find a rhythm that had you panting. "So good...."
You were arriving at a place you'd never been before, and though it was foreign, you knew instinctually what it was. You forced your hips to slow to a stop and tried to get your breathing under control.
"What's wrong?" Boba immediately detached from your neck and looked up at you. "Am I hurting you?"
"I... want you," you managed to get out.
His worry was immediately replaced with another amused smirk.
"And you'll have me, Mesh'la. But I want you to come like this first." He accentuated the word by pushing in a second finger, making you gasp out in pleasure. "It'll help make the second easier."
"But I don't know if I can... a second time," you rasped, still proceeding to rock yourself on him again. You couldn't help it. It just felt too damn good.
"Doubting my abilities?" he asked in mock offense while he continued to stroke inside you, hooking gently in just the right place.
You shook your head, eyes squinted shut as you tried to find your words amidst the heated sensations across your body. "No, doubting mine..."
Boba only hummed and kept working you, eventually adding a third finger and helping you adjust to the extra stretch. You were again approaching that strange but recognizable place of no return. You decided to trust him and lean into it, rocking harder as he crooked his fingers more firmly within you.
"Fuck," you couldn't help but call out into the night. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as you finally reached orgasm.
"Good girl... good girl," Boba was coaxing you along, his voice low and sultry against your ear. "That's it. Such a good girl. So sweet. So beautiful."
He was blabbering now and you couldn't stop moving. There was still something coursing through you, not quite as intense as before, but you knew you needed to chase it quickly before it disappeared. You looked at him with desperation in your eyes and was surprised to see his were dark with a lust of his own.
He was swift as he removed his fingers and flipped you back around to lay against the wood of the dock. You only had a moment to admire the sight of his cock flush against his stomach before he got close to you again.
"Ready, Mesh'la?" His voice was as raspy as yours, full of a desire you'd only ever dreamt of someone feeling for you. You nodded frantically, needing him inside before exhaustion overcame you.
He pushed in halfway with a groan, careful to let you adjust to his size before continuing. He was all blubbering words along the way.
"You are so beautiful like this."
"Such a good girl..."
"I've wanted you for so long."
"You are perfect."
Your mind wasn't really comprehending any of it, only taking his words as encouragement to press yourself to him, rock until he was fully inside, run your hands along every inch of his skin, breathe him in like he was always meant to be a part of you.
"Oh Boba."
He pulled himself out slowly but then pushed right back in, and that kicked off the rapid pace you'd enjoy together. He let his weight lay against you enough to create the friction you needed to break once more, this one intense but short lived. You stopped breathing for the few moments it lasted.
"Where?" you heard him croak through a groan as you found your breath again. You shook your head, unsure what he meant.
He gave another groan and then lifted himself off you, pulling out so quickly it took you a few seconds to even miss his heat. His member was in his squeezing hands and his spend spurted onto the deck next to your thigh. Your mind was still reeling but you could at least appreciate the beauty of the sight before you: Boba Fett, eyes shut, body bare, mouth forming a silent prayer... basking in a similar feeling to the one he had brought you to just now.
When he finished, he sat back on his haunches with a sigh, looking up at the stars for a moment before training his eyes back down to your panting form beneath him. A faint smile lit across his features, an even more beautiful sight than what you'd witnessed before.
"Well?" he asked.
You smiled back. "Amazing," you said quietly, barely audible. "Thank you."
He chuckled as he leaned over you, resting on one arm while his opposite hand smoothed your hair back.
"Good. First time's can be... weird." He chuckled again, and you got the sense he was probably thinking back on his own first. You'd have to ask him about it later, when you weren't as tired. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
You shook your head. "I don't think so."
"Sore?"
"Um..." you shifted, testing out your body, which still felt flushed and buzzing. "Maybe a little."
Boba hummed. "Best take it easy the rest of the night. Come, I'll help you get dressed."
"Oh," you found yourself saying as you let him help you sit up. It was over then. So soon.
That familiar chuckle returned. "Were you wanting cuddles?"
Your eyes flitted about. You weren't sure what you were wanting now. You hadn't thought beyond the one step of losing your virginity.
"It's alright if you do," he said, tapping your legs to bring your attention back. He had your panties at the ready to slip back on. "I usually don't offer but I'll make an exception for you. Give you the full experience."
You let him dress you, all the while mulling over his words. And not just the offer to snuggle, but the ones that were coming back to you from before, within the throes of pleasure. That you were perfect. That he had been wanting you. Were those mere words? Did he say them to everyone he was with? Did everyone say them in these moments, regardless of their truth?
"What?" he questioned your silence as he then started gathering his own clothes.
"Did you mean what you said? About wanting me?"
He froze with his shirt only halfway on his torso. He looked off into the distance and you panicked.
"It's okay if you didn't. I just wasn't sure what you're supposed to say during... everything... if it's supposed to be things you really feel or things to help the other person feel... Either way is fine, I just want to be sure...."
Boba slowly pulled the rest of his shirt down. He had a slight frown as he considered his words and knelt beside you.
"I don't think there's anything that's supposed to be said," he replied slowly. His eyes flicked to yours and held a sort of wariness in them. "For me, when I'm only looking for a good time, I stick to the simple stuff."
You nodded even though you weren't sure what he was getting at.
"You said you weren't looking for love," he continued, still choosing his words carefully. He lowered himself into a seated position and stared out at the water. "And I have no right to ask for that, either. But... I need you to know this wasn't just a good time for me. I care about you, mesh'la. Whatever you want, I'm happy to give it."
Now you felt closer to the truth. You scooted yourself closer and met his dark brown eyes with softness.
"What about what you want? You're my friend too. And I don't want to take advantage. If there's more that you want..."
Boba shook his head, his shoulders tensing a bit. "Let's... let's just take this one step at a time. We don't need to start making decisions like that right now. I just had an incredible orgasm a minute ago, for kriff's sake, I'm not exactly in the best frame of mind for this."
He laughed nervously and you relented. You knew he shied away from commitment, that tying himself to other people was terrifying to him. It had taken him long enough to become your friend. If there was anything more you could be, that would take time, too. Besides, you weren't even sure what you wanted in that regard just yet.
"Well," you offered in reassurance, "As long as we're still friends, and I get my cuddles, then I'm good for now."
He rolled his eyes playfully and hoisted himself back on his knees.
"Anything for you, mesh'la."
He scooped you up, chuckling along with you as he carried you back to the ship for some much needed rest.
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