Fuck me
Chapter One
I had a dream and now i'm writing it and making it better 😊
He slams you against the wall, your back immediately feeling the cold brick texture “FUCK” you cough as all the air in your lungs leave. “Give up” the mandalorian basically growled behind the beskar helmet, his gloved hands firmly wrapped around the neck of your shirt, you pant as the taste of iron filled your mouth as blood gushed from your nose, not to mention you can feel the bruises forming around your side, he definitely broke at least two ribs.
Although you were in a lot of pain you couldn't help but chuckle “now where's the fun in that?” and grab the knife conveniently placed at your side and slash the inside of his thigh, he howls and naturally lets go letting you slip away and start running.
But It's not long until he’s right behind you again “dammit he’s not one to give up is he?” you grumble under your breath.
You've been going at it for at least an hour now, usually it didn’t take more than 25 minutes before hunters gave up trying to chase you or you had to lose them. But this guy didn’t seem on giving up anytime soon, your guessing they had lifted the bounty price because there’s no way a hunter would care this much right?, who knows how much that desperate old fuck would pay to get his hands on you again.
You run into a crowd to try and lose him but as you crash and bump into multiple people he has no problem passing through as they make way for a mandalorian.
Although this is the closest you've ever been to being caught, you weren’t scared
your cockiness was way too big to let you worry. When you finally got out of the crowd you had entered the small street you knew like the back of your hand. You turn around now running backwards “is the armor slowing you down mando?,” you say in a curious voice, if it was gonna last a while why not make it fun. Of course the mysterious man doesn’t respond.
you can hear a man in the distance. It was the guy who was always selling his fruits and you remembered how he’d always have three crates of extra fruit against the wall of a building “how about you take it off and show me that pretty face of yours?” You wink and grin as you watch him stutter with his next step after the comment. You turn around and with perfect timing you’re able to hop on top of the crates and jump, pulling yourself up on top of the roof of the building, you turn around to see if he would do the same but to your surprise, he didn’t. He just stared at you from below, his chest falling and rising, “what? You afraid of heights?” You chuckled as you huffed for air, crouching over the edge. Again he didn’t say anything and after a minute he started walking away but not without a limp, most likely from your handy work. And before he was too far away you decide to say one more thing “your ass looks great from this angle” you yell from above and you grin when you see him immediately flip you off from over his shoulder
you begin to walk away but it’s not even your second step when you feel the adrenaline leave your body and feel the pain finally hit you like a fucking train, it was so much that you physically couldn’t hold yourself up anymore so the minute your foot hit the ground your body followed. You hiss “prick”. You groan as you pick yourself up bearing the pain, and grabbing your side and begin to limp.
You wander through the streets as the suns went down minute by minute, you make sure to take a couple of loops around the city just to be sure no one’s following you. You make your way to a cantina your friend Maria works at, you had met her the day you started running and she took you in like a family member. You see her in the distance as she’s closing the doors “Maria!” recognizing your voice she turns to see you smiling “Hey- HOLY FUCK YOUR NOSE” she immediately drops her bag and keys on the floor and runs towards you instantly cupping your face, you let it happen cringing “that bad?” you ask her, After a minute she lets go, turning back to grab her stuff. “What happened this time?” She said unlocking the door and rushing inside, you followed closely behind “I mean you get into stupid shit all the time but you never come back this bad, are you fighting for money again?” She asked as she walked behind the bar and came back out with a bottle of alcohol and a rag, something you were used to seeing at this point “No, its was a bounty hunter” you sighed as you flopped onto a stool “psh, yeah right what actually happened” she said not believing you for a second “Its true” you reassured her not happy about it, you watch as she pours the alcohol into a cup and dips the rag in it “okay, so your telling me that after a year of successfully out running MULTIPLE of bounty hunters with minor injures all of a sudden your limping in here with a black eye, broken nose, and by the way your holding you side I’m guessing a broken rib or two?” she says bringing the rag up to your nose “he-AH” you hiss when you feel the sting of the alcohol against the damage “oh stop it, your being dramatic” she said unfazed too focused on the injury “he was a- AH- AH OKAY YOUR DOING THAT ON PURPOSE” “WELL IF YOU WOULD STOP MOVING IT WOULDN’T HURT AS MUCH” she yelled annoyed punching your shoulder in a very older sister type of a way, maybe because she was older and after a year and a half of caring for eachother it wouldn’t change anything if you did call her your sister.
“Wait I thought there werent anymore mandalorians since the great purge?” she said confused. After cleaning up your nose she gave you an ice pack for your eye and had moved on to your ribs wrapping them carefully with bandages “yeah, I thought that too until I was getting my ass beat by one” you told her in annoyance and then there was silence. It wasn’t a weird silence, it was just silence, neither of you break it until “....are they as hot as people say they are?” “M I WAS GETTING MY ASS BEAT” “I’M JUST ASKING”.
“You got a cigarette?” you ask her as your about to leave “umm, yeah but you buying a new pack cause this is my last one” she digs through her bag and pulls it out “k, thanks” you say as you reach to grab it before she takes it back “promise me the next time I see it’ll be with my cigarettes” she says with the dead serious look on her face, you scoff, but she just raises her eyebrows waiting for a real answer” “fine. I promise” you smile, she gives a skeptical look but gives you it anyway and you snatch before she can take back again, you turn to leave until you feel maria grab your arm firmly and you turn to look at her confused, “Don’t get caught moron,” although she tried to cover it up with the teasing name you could see how worried she really was “-today was too damn close”. You look at her and smile
“I never get caught”
You continue to walk through the night with a perfectly good cigarette in your hand, it wasn’t until maria crossed the street and turned the corner that you realized you didn’t even have a lighter. As you walk by you come across an older lady selling blankets who conveniently had a candle burning on the stand, kind of a bad idea considering blankets and fire don’t sound like too good of a mix but who were you to judge? You place the cigarette over the fire, eventually lighting it and placing it into your mouth.
You continue walking when you enter into a new street, the entirety of the street was empty, with the dark engulfing it and only a flickering light lit the way “this isn’t creepy at all” you say sarcastically to yourself. You stop when only the butt of your cigarette is left, to your right, was the empty road, and to your left, was a dark alley. You flick the butt on the floor and stomp on it with the heel of your toe, suddenly you feel a fist make contact with the side of your face
Shit.
the blood had already had time to dry as it covered the left side of your forehead, your head was pounding. You didn’t know whether to blame it on the nasty punch you got or how your head made contact with the rocky ground every two seconds since the bounty hunter had been dragging you around by a rope tied to your wrists like a fucking kid pulling his wagon around, shit you wouldn’t be surprised if the motherfucker started skipping his happy ass to his ship
Everything was still hazy but you knew you had to think fast. Quickly you grabbed the piece of rope pulling you and yanked as hard as you could. This led to the mandalorian stumbling back giving you enough time to move as much as the rope would let you and push him down to the ground, pinning him down with your weight and grabbing the small knife that was sitting in his belt and bringing it up to his neck. “Just let me go'' you said grimacingly behind your teeth, your breath heavy, keeping a firm but shaky hand around the knife against his neck. Sometimes you had to take things seriously, even if it was a killjoy. He, however, was not fazed and instead chuckled and tilted his head “I like this part of you better, less annoying” and before you could do or respond to him you feel a sharp pain to your side “ah- what the fu-” you look to see what it was.
A needle, he stabbed you with a fucking needle. All of a sudden everything felt fuzzy and light and when you tried to look back at him he had already pushed you off and you didn’t even notice. What the fuck is going on you said to yourself as you watch him pick up the item and put it in a baggy. Your head started pounding horribly, your body couldn’t bear to move but your mind knew you had too, so you began to get up to your feet while he was “distracted”. Getting up was no problem but the second you tried to walk you were met by the hard ground, you continue trying, you could feel his eyes on you as you try horribly to run away, eventually you felt a hand place itself on the small of your back and your arm involuntarily wrap itself around the back of man's neck. “What did you do to me” you said weakly you voice cracking “I didn’t do anything I gave you a sedative, which was supposed to be for my next bounty who was six foot ten” “this feels like the worst high ever” you whine embarrassingly but you couldn’t help it “it's not supposed to be fun” he said trying to shut you up “dick”.
As you continued to walk the bad part of the drug seemed to be wearing off already only leaving the feeling fuzziness “so much for beating a giant with this thing, this shit wears off fast” he doesn’t say anything your mind began to wonder “wait…are you telling me you used what seemed to be a very important sedative on a guy an inch taller than you? Was I that intimidating to you mando?” you look at him with a stupid smile plastered on you face “no you were getting annoying and I had no other choice” “I meaannn I was already in bad shape and too tense to focus plus my hands tied you could’ve easily- ” you don’t finish when he lets go of you and your immediately back on floor this time against a tree. You watch in the dark as Mando walks over to a specific tree and picks something up from behind it but before you could see what it was it all started again, the dizziness, the pounding headaches, the fuzzy eyesight. You groan, dropping your head against the tree and bring the balls of your palms and place them against your eyes. “It comes in waves” he says, “what?” you say not paying attention, You open your eyes to see him look down at you with what seemed to be a green blob? It was hard to see since the was one of the systems “the sedative, its comes in waves” you drop your head and whine
“fuck me”
