hellooooo! i was wondering if you would be willing to write maul x reader where maul’s horns are very sensory (sensitive? idk a better word) and reader KNOWS. sort of like edging him with his horns. thank you so much!! have a lovely day 💕
Spreading by grayaroace Maul agenda with tgis one through subliminals and implications :3 But here you go, Maul sensitive horns drabble for you dear anon!!
Tags: Gender neutral reader, slight sexual themes, domesticity, fluff.
Maul did not let just anyone touch him, and thankfully, after much luck and patience, you were no longer considered ‘just anyone.’ It was not an easy task for Maul to love, something about how he was wired. Even before he was cut in two, he lacked certain… appetites. Not that this surprised you. Maul seemed to have a one track mind, more focused on his machinations than his weary flesh. Whenever he laid with you, it was your satisfaction that he was fixated on. You already did so much for him, perhaps he considered this a viable repayment, or maybe he enjoyed the control that came with having you writhing against the mattress.
Either way, Maul’s lack of interest in his own body made room for what you considered to be the most amusing activity that you had found yet.
Here you were, laid on your back with Maul’s head against your stomach as he scrolled through a datapad. Such soft domesticity from him was only ever bestowed upon you when he was certain that the two of you were away from any prying eyes. You ran your fingers along his scalp, your pupils dilating when Maul gave you a full body shiver. Pausing, you waited for him to address it, falling into a frown when he continued reading instead.
“What was that?” You finally asked.
Maul hummed, a low rumble deep in his chest. “Does it truly surprise you to find me… unused to such contact?”
No, you supposed it didn’t. With hesitant fingers, you threaded your hand between his horns once more. “I’ll stop when you tell me to. If it makes you uncomfortable.”
Maul’s eyes flicked to meet yours, searching for some hidden treachery that he seemed to always be waiting for. As if whatever kindness you gave him would be laced with a betrayal. Like always, he found none, and turned back to his datapad. Despite this, his body did not relax. “I still do not understand how you can say that so easily.”
“Don’t you find it easy to do the same for me?” When he didn’t respond, save for a wrinkle of his nose, you knew you had won.
Careful not to startle him, you started slowly, running your nails along his scalp and between his horns. That got you a shaky sigh from his nose and his grip tightened on his datapad. You froze, but when you received no reprimand, you continued your ministrations.
The horns themselves were not sensitive, but as you pressed the pads of your fingers against the skin at the base, what could only be described as a swallowed moan echoed through the small room. Your grin grew even more and you sat up to give yourself more leverage. Pinching and massaging, you focused solely on your task until Maul’s datapad was flat against his chest, with his hand resting atop it, and his eyes were closed.
“Let me know if I should stop,” You murmured, giving special attention to the horns at the base of his skull.
Maul reached up to grab your wrist and rub his thumb against your pulse point. He pressed you harder against him. “I am certain that you would not dare—” He was cut off by a shuddering inhale and his grip tightened “—You always seem so focused on pleasing me.”
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