Bounty Hunter! Reader working as a member of the Shadow Collective goes undercover as a club dancer to help take out a local crime lord.
Maul, ignorant to his own feelings, is overcome with jealousy when he sees you up on the stage. But he’s cool, it’s fine, he’s fine.
He keeps himself in check. Lurking in the shadows in the farthest corner of the club just stewing. Never letting you leave his sight. Everything is going to plan, until it isn’t.
The target has the audacity to touch you. It’s light, just a brush against your cheek, but he sees red.
Maul snaps, your cover is blown, the whole operation goes to shit in a matter of seconds.
You’re forced to flee, racing through the grungy streets. Searching for a place to hide leads the two of you into a low-lit alleyway.
An argument ensues.
“What the fuck was that Maul, I had it handled.”
“You were never to engage with the target in such a close manner.”
“What the fuck does that mean? You blew our cover!”
“He touched you.”
“So?”
Maul deflects, offering up nonanswers to your questions, the argument goes around in circles until something finally breaks. He lunges for you, you prepare for an attack but settle when he crashes his lips into yours. All tongue and teeth, shoving every unspoken emotion, every answer to your questions down your throat.
The two of you leave that alleyway dirtier than you found it.
So absolutely no one asked for this but the idea came to me last night and has not left my head so…here we are.
Between his early years in a village surrounded by only males, being raised by Sidious, living as a spider and then chasing revenge…I cannot imagine this man has had much time to be educated on the complete ins and outs of the female reproductive system. Sooooo how would he react if you started your period during sex?
NSFW below the cut 😇
ALSO the sex pollen fic is still in the works. Between work, life and writers block it’s coming along slower than I wanted it to but I am getting into the final stages and should have an update on that soon
I typed this up on mobile during my lunch break at work so if there’s any typos or formatting issues that’s between me and the force.
Maul has you spread beneath him, one hand pinning yours above your head, the other wrapped loosely around your neck. His ribbed, synthetic cock stretching you to the brim. Each brutal thrust sends the head right into your cervix, adding a spark of pain that only elevates your pleasure.
He seems to take pride in the way you’re whimpering and whining for him. He is relentless, pounding into you like he has a point to prove. The two of you have been at it for a while now. The pressure in your core burns, aching to be released. The angle of his hips rubs the cool metal of his pelvis against your clit deliciously with every thrust. You’re teetering on the edge and he knows it.
The shadow lord chuckles low in his throat, breath fanning out against your ear.
“Do you wish to cum my dear?”
You nod shakily, cheek brushing against his. He lets loose another laugh and gives a particularly harsh thrust that has you seeing stars. He rises just a bit, creating enough separation between the two of you to watch where the two of you are joined.
“Well who am I to-,” Maul cuts himself off, his body going completely still. You swear you feel him stop breathing. Confusion blooms in your chest at the sudden change.
The hand on your throat moves to your cheek, cradling it with a gentleness that is such a stark contrast to the treatment you received just seconds ago.
“Why didn’t you tell me I was hurting you?”
“Hurting me? What?”
You try to look into his eyes but his gaze is locked between your legs. You follow it…and mortification courses through your veins, dousing the fire in your core.
Bright red blood is everywhere. The insides of your thighs, his thighs and pelvis, and his cock…fuck. You squirm in his grasp. Trying to detach yourself from him but he doesn’t budge.
“Fuck, shit, Maul I’m sorry. I thought I had a few more days. I’ll help you clean up, I promise.”
“What do you mean,” he questions softly.
“My cycle, I didn’t think it would start for a few more days.”
The fear on his face dissolves at your words.
“This is…normal?”
You cock your head to the side curiously as you take in the situation. Does he not know? Surely he does…right? You nod your head slowly and the tension in his body loosens.
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“Not currently, I’m sure it’ll start bothering me later.”
A smile spreads across your face at the question. His gaze has traveled back down to the bloodbath between your legs. You feel his hips twitch at the sight and you raise yours in response, sinking his cock deeper into you.
The texture of Maul's gloves look so good in his series compared to how they just looked like the color of them was painted on his animation model's hands in prior animated appearances though 😳.
YESSS
They look amazing in this new series. I love everything about the animation style. Every scene looks like a piece of art.
I’ve been rewatching his CW arcs while writing and the fucking GLOW UPPP is crazy. The texture of the gloves specifically gives so much depth. They look well worn and grimy now compared to previous models.
Those damn gloves are getting a highlight in the flower fic.
