My absolute favorite thing about this new Mandalorian episode is that they created the COOLEST looking alien ever. He was a threat to the Mandalorian, was living in the caves of Mandalore, hooked Din up to some kinda blood pump thing to drain the blood from him and is clearly some kinda crustacean-cyborg creature. Easily the most creative Star War alien we've ever seen, plus the threat he's posing to Din is so unique that I doubt we'd ever see anything like him again.
And Bo-Katan even says a line suggesting that whatever this Cyborg-Crab man did to survive makes his story incredibly unique.
But then they kill him no problem. Like why bother man.
Summary: The Mandalorian spots something interesting when you’re in a his line of vision while he’s looking with his thermal tech...
Word Count: 1.6k
A/N: Got this idea when I saw Chapter 10, and Mando’s thermal tech. Some sexual implications but, no new season spoilers here!
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The Mandalorian sighed as the bounty he has been looking for runs from him. It’s not that he was disappointed, but was annoyed to say the least. They always ran, thinking they can get away and escape, but in the end they’ll be frozen in carbonite. It was exciting when he was a relatively new bounty hunter, the thrill of the hunt giving him an adrenaline rush. But at this point in his life, with you and kid now with him, he’d like to settle for a new routine.
Din looked around at his surroundings, the forest wasn’t dense, and the ground was soft enough to leave footprints in the wake of a traveler. Towards his side, he saw you with the Child, the little womp rat chasing a frog much to your amusement. He had to admit that it was nice having you around to look after the kid so he can go out and hunt for his bounty without worrying about him. But that wasn’t the only reason he likes having you around...
The Mandalorian prided himself for keeping his emotions in check, but ever since you came along, he lost all sense of self control. He found himself staring at you at times longer than he should. He would try to find bounties on planets that he’d thought you would enjoy. Din would even bring back indigenous plants back to the ship after hunts since you mentioned one time how you wanted a plant to brighten up the seemingly dreary ship.
Din sighed once again as he slung his blaster into his holster. He couldn’t let his feelings for you distract him from his mission. He reached up to the side of his helmet, activating his thermal technology, and began tracking his target.
***
You observed the Mandalorian disappearing into the tree line, not saying a word to you before his departure. Your heart sank a bit in seeing him leave, silently afraid that he might not come back. It was always a fear that you held in your heart, but it quickly subsided whenever he returned. You basked in his company, even if he didn’t say much. The beskar clad figure provided comfort and security to you that no else could. It wasn’t the security as in protection, but the security of knowing that your heart is safe in his hands. Only if he knew that he had it...
You watched the Child prance around the grass in search for the frog that he took interest in. The little green guy’s face was scrunched up in concentration as he pulled back the blades of grass that was taller than him. For a minute, he looked like he was imitating his dad. You couldn’t help but laugh at the little reenactment.
You stood up from your place on the ground, looking down to better keep track of the Child. You were focusing on the Child with such intent, that you didn’t even notice the Mandalorian returning.
***
The Mandalorian came back trailing the gagged and bound bounty behind him. It was easy to target him with the bounty’s contradicting heat signatures compared to the ones of trees and foliage around him. He was so caught up with capturing the guy, that he forgot to switch off the thermal tech. It was a bit annoying to travel through the forest like this, but he didn’t have the time. He just wanted to get back to the ship and freeze this guy.
Din knew he was close when he spotted you in the clearing, your hands on your hips as you stare down towards the floor, probably looking at the Child. He neared the treeline, and grunted when he gave a final pull of the bounty before letting it go in relief. The Mandalorian watched as you looked up towards him. Though he couldn’t see the expression on your face, he saw a red blot brighten in your chest and face compared to your yellow figure. He watched as you brought a hand to rest over your heart.
“You scared me,” you breathed out, sighing in relief after realizing it was him.
“I didn’t mean to,” he replied, before motioning to the bounty below him. “Help me get him to the ship.”
You approached him, brushing past him while positioning yourself on the other side of the bounty. Din couldn’t help but notice that heat bloomed on the spot where your bodies momentarily touched. It was normal for some heat to be created through a simple interaction, but he never anticipated that much. Why were you suddenly burning up when he touched you?
He put it out of his mind for now, and concentrated on getting the bounty to the ship. But curiosity still gripped Din, so he looked down at the bound prisoner, examining his heat signatures. The friction from your grip on his arm was warm, but not as hot from when Din saw you upon his arrival or when he touched you. Din had to admit that at times he would get warm when you would touch him, but that wasn’t often. Of course, it only occurred when you needed to walk behind him in the tight ship and you would place your hand near his waist to signal him that you needed to get through. Whenever this happened, Din would feel the heat run to his face. He relished in those little touches, and he began to wonder if you felt the same way.
You released your hold on the bounty, dropping him in front of the carbonite freezer upon the Razor Crest.
“I’m going to grab the kid so we can go,” you said, motioning towards the open hatch before beginning to make your way out.
“Good,” Din replied. “Thank you.”
Din watched as you stopped in your tracks, looking back at him.
“Your welcome,” you returned, giving him a smile before exiting the ship.
That smile. That damn smile. You didn’t need to touch him to make him blush. Even if the smile was distorted, he committed your signature grin to memory. He silently thanked the helmet and his Creed while he shoved the bounty into the freezer.
Din needed to know if there was any inclination that you might share the same feelings for him that he has for you. He can’t go on like this. Din turned off his thermal tech, and headed up to the cockpit. He heard you and Child board the ship, and set the coordinates to Navarro.
The Mandalorian sat in the pilot’s seat contemplating his options, but ultimately coming up short. Knowingly creating an emotional connection with someone wasn’t his forte, and every time he thought he had some idea, he immediately discarded it. Din threw his head back, sighing heavily. Maybe he was going about this wrong. He was trying to approach as an experienced seducer, something he clearly wasn’t. Din quickly realizes that he should be approaching this as a hunter, something he clearly was. Din reached up and turned his thermal tech back on, and went out to search for you.
He climbed down the ladder, and turned to find you sitting in the haul, disassembling and cleaning the blaster’s parts. Din knew you were aware of his presence, making his plan all the better.
“Where’s the kid?” he asked, scanning the haul.
“He’s sleeping,” you replied, looking at the part you’re cleaning with concentration. “Little guy was tired from chasing around that frog all day today. You must be too after dragging that bounty.”
“Far from it,” Din said. “You’d be surprised how long I can last before getting tired.”
Din watched as your movements slowed, but still not meeting his eye. Red heat signatures bloomed in your chest and cheeks, and he noticed a temporary change in your breathing. He usually wouldn’t make any suggestive comments to you, but this was his only way to see if what he hopes for is true.
“Must be hard,” you breathed out, shaking your head slightly.
“Yeah,” he said, taking one step towards you. “But some things are harder.”
Din watched as the red blots in your heat signature grew, and how a another one appeared in the area between your legs. Blood rushed to Din’s cock when he saw the red spot, but he evened his breathing to hide his slight discomfort from the tightening in his pants. He knew he should stop this while he already got his answer, but he couldn’t help himself. Din bent down near your figure, placing a hand on top of yours, which was gripping the barrel of the blaster.
“Make sure to keep a tight grip when handling something like this,” he instructed, dropping his voice to sound deeper.
Din heard you take a shaking breath before wrenching your hand away from his. You stood up quickly; your back straightened, your thighs closed together, and your breathing was irregular.
“I’m going to go and check on the kid,” you said in rush, forgetting about the half-cleaned, disassembled blaster that was lying on the floor.
Din watched you disappear into his bunk, and quickly shut the door. He got up from his place on the floor, turning off his thermal vision. Din stared at the door for a long while, once again weighing his options. He got his answers, and was pleased with his results, but he didn’t plan out what to do when he got this far. But he was a hunter, and you were his prey.
Din took a deep breath, and walked to his bunker door.
Din Djarin: “...and then I hit the detonator and blew up the dragon from the inside!”
The Armorer: “That is one of the coolest tales of slaying a beast I’ve ever heard, but I still cannot change your signet to a krayt dragon.”
Din Djarin: “Come on! It was so badass though!”
The Armorer: “This is true. Your signet cannot be changed... but I can airbrush it on the side of the Razorcrest, if you wish.”
Din Djarin, just barely keeping it together: “Holy shit, yes!”
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I’ve seen a couple people now say din is a “ladies man” and I beg to differ. He is not a ladies man, instead people see big strong DILF walk into town and their first thought is “fuck me”. Saying he’s a “ladies man” implies he knows what he’s doing but mandalore the oblivious over here just wants to raise his gremlin son and accidently makes a whole planet swoon over him in the process.
