A small Maul x FEM!Reader one shot.
Warnings: Fluff, slow burn and angst. 🤏😩🔫👈
You knew everything to him was meaningless. And you knew that one day he would simply cast you aside once he was bored of you. But stupidly, he was everything to you.
You stepped into his chambers with a tray, balancing his breakfast on it. You checked the halls before using the Force to open the door before walking inside. You saw him staring at the city beneath him as you quietly worked, setting down his tray.
"How many today?" He asked without turning around. You knew what he meant by that question, you can tell through the Force. But you played your part and acted as if you didn't know.
"You have me at a disadvantage, Lord Maul, I do not know what you mean,"
"How many meetings?" He said with an edge to voice.
"But your second one is with the Pykes," He cursed under his breath before turning around. And striding towards you. He was still in his nightwear, his silk robe open revealing his toned body decorated with red and black Dathomirian patterns. You walked over to his closest and began to browse through his many robes.
"I don't like this," He stated when he looked at the food. You frowned slightly from where you stood but still rummaged through his clothes.
"You ate it the other day," You responded but flinched at the loud clattering sound.
"I.Dont.Like.It," He spat out. You sighed again before attending to the mess he made. As you walked passed him, he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you into him.
"Lord Maul, I am your servant, not paramour," You said softly, though made no move to escape his grasp.
"Yet you've laid with me more times than a well paid whore," His face was so close to your neck you could feel his breath radiating off him.
"Because you wish that from me," He hums in response, trailing kisses from the base of your neck and up to your jaw.
And only if it meant something to him as it did to you.
And it was that thought that made you pull yourself from him. He lets out a dark chuckle as you crouch down to clean his mess.
"Don't be being a brat now," He says but you sigh and shake your head.
"No," You said, looking back to show him the seriousness in your eyes. His shoulders sagged in defeat. 'What did I do?' rings in his head. After cleaning up his mess, you turned to face him. "I'll head to the kitchens and get the chefs to whip you something up,"
"They're clearly incompetent, can't even make me something I like. Why don't you make me something?" He asks with a gleam of hope in his eye.
"I made this," You growled, gesturing to the food messily packed away on the tray.
"Oh," Was all he said as you moved out of the room. You knew he only used you for his pleasure. You knew you were going to be fired after refusing him this morning.
"Well, we need extra sercuity for the Pykes coming in, for our safety and Lord Maul's," You said to Saxon as you typed away at your holopad.
"That's the problem, Mi'lady, Lord Maul didn't attend his first meeting," You tore your gaze from your holopad.
"No, I had to sort it out, he was lucky it was only Mandalorians," You sighed before another Mandalorian came rushing to you.
"Mi'lady, the Pykes have arrived,"
"Only several minutes early," You huffed. Saxon could deal with Mandalorian meetings, but Pykes? No. "I'll keep them busy, Saxon, fetch Lord Maul and tell him I am dealing with them while we wait for his arrival," The Mandalorian nods before stalking off.
"Where is he?" The leader growls from where he stands.
"Lord Maul will be here shortly-"
"He better. For your sake," The Pyke snarls, folding his arms.
"I'm sure Lord Maul wouldn't appreciate his workers being harmed-"
"Lord Maul won't care for a simple servant," And even though it pained you, he was right. Maul didn't care about you, he simply used you.
"Lord Maul will care for his 'simple servants'," Everyone turned to look at the owner of the voice, Darth Maul himself. He strode into the room with confidence as he settled himself in the throne. You prayed to the maker before taking that as your signal to leave. Maul watched you exit, Saxon guiding you out with a firm hand on the small of your back. That simple action ignited something feral inside of Maul.
You walked in his room and sat down his dinner on his small table.
"Are you going to tell me why you didn't make your first meeting, it's not like you were busy," You said softly as you began to sort out his cutlery and pour his crimson rich wine into his glass.
"I was lost in my thoughts,"
"Well, getting lost in your thoughts almost got me harmed with the Pykes," He didn't respond to that, shame and regret filling him. "However, as I am incompetent to prepare food you like, the chefs made you this. Sarlacc stew," You said before heading to the door.
"Y/N," You wish you didn't respond so quickly but you turned before he could even finish your name. "I'm sorry,"
"For what?" He walks over to where his food is laid out for him and he picks up his wine.
"For...treating you like some common whore," You bowed your head. "For this morning," He took a long sip before slowly walking to you. "I didn't attend my first meeting because I was thinking about you," You knew he was being honest, the Force told you so.
"It's so hard to read you," He continues. "I am usually able to read people, able to decipher their thoughts but you... there's almost like there's a barricade," He says, looking at you. "But today is when I realized something...I realized that...well stupidly, I've fallen for you. When seeing Saxon treat you with such affection I realized I wanted that to be me. I...want to be with you. And not you being some paramour or servant, but as my queen," He said, his walls falling around him, making him vunerable.
"I...But I thought none of this meant anything to you," You said. "I thought you where just finding you're own pleasure and release," He shakes his head.
"Everything we did meant something to me. Why'd you think I'd always make sure you'd find your release first? Why do you think I ask you to stay even when we're both done?" You felt stupid. You were Force sensitive but couldn't figure out his feelings for you.
"It meant the world to me," You said after silence. He hums, looking at you.
"If so, then why lie to me?" He asks and your heart drops.
"Lie? I mean it when I say you mean the whole world to me,"
"That I do believe but you never told me you were Force sensitive," You curse at yourself, he must've snuck into your mind when you lowered your walls when you admitted your feelings.
