The scene where Arthur gives John his hat before going back for the money was the final scene shot for the game. Generally, the only people who were present on the set were the actors, directors, and mocap/animation team. But on that day, everyone who worked on the game from the whole building was brought in because it was such a big, emotional moment. Rob Wiethoff nearly cried trying to get through the scene. When they finally wrapped, everyone broke out in applause and director Rod Edge gave Roger Clark “the longest hug ever.”
ok but mando meeting his match in a fight against reader. and things getting. Saucy. litchraly that’s all I can think about when it comes to him
A/N: I’m gonna be real honest...there ain’t much fighting in this but you got me to write my first ever Mando smut and this is exciting for me so thank you Emiliana! 😜💙
Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader
Warning: smut. i guess there’s some plot but yeah. smut.
"Come on, Mando! You afraid to hit me?" you growled as you knocked him to the ground again. He grunted as he stood and took a defensive stance.
"I don't want to hurt you." He breathed heavily as you circled him.
"Oh, how sweet!" On the last word, you swung at him again but he blocked it and held your arm as he backed you into a wall.
"Stop," he demanded but you used your other arm to punch him in the side.
"Let me go!" You tried to wrench your arm from his grip but it was impossible.
"No."
"Don't wanna lose to me again?" you teased. Suddenly, you brought your foot down on his hard and he groaned in pain. He let you go and you made your move but he was ready.
"You're still using that move?" he asked. He swept your legs from under you and you fell to the ground hard.
"It's what…you taught me. The other person is usually expecting you to use your hands so...use your feet." You laid on the ground catching your breath. He held his hand out and helped you up.
"Your trash talk is still horrible," he said before walking away.
"It's supposed to be a distraction." You caught up to him and noticed the tear in his sleeve that revealed a wound. "You're bleeding."
He looked down. "Oh." He continued walking to the Razor Crest and you followed closely.
"Want me to…"
"I can do it." He sat on the small bed and pulled out his cauterizer.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Closing the wound."
"Mando…," you sighed. You walked over and snatched the small pen from him. "You haven't changed at all, have you?" You rummaged through a few things before finding something you could use to clean him up. He sat silently as you cleaned and dressed his wound. "There." You lowered his arm carefully. "That wouldn't have happened if you weren't afraid to fight me," you teased.
"I could never hurt you," he said.
"Din…" He pressed his helmet to your stomach and sighed. "Din?" When he didn't move, you slowly lifted your arms and wrapped them around him. "Are you okay?"
"I miss...the way things were." He spoke so quietly you were surprised you could hear him.
"Me too." You knelt in front of him and pressed your forehead to his helmet. When you reached out to begin removing his armor you thought he would stop you but he only lifted his hands to remove his cape. Suddenly everything was moving at lightning speed. He helped you take the rest of the armor off. "Your arm," you breathed.
"It's fine." You stood and began taking your clothes off and he watched. He breathed heavily and his head was tilted slightly. "You…"
"Have to put this on, I know." You held up the fabric you used as a blindfold.
"I was going to say you are beautiful."
"Oh...thank you." You giggled. "Your turn." Walking over to the bed, you put the blindfold on and sat patiently. The bed shifted as he stood to undress himself. Your body trembled with excitement although you couldn't see him. It had been so long since you two had seen each other let alone did...this. "Din?" It had become eerily quiet. "Din…"
"Yes." You felt his breath on your face as he spoke. Even after all this time you still couldn't understand how he moved so quietly. You smiled as he pressed his lips to yours. He smiled when he pulled away though you couldn't see.
"Kiss me again," you begged. He put his forehead to yours which had technically been a kiss but you whined until he took your hands and brought them to his face.
"What do you feel?" he asked. Your fingers found his lips then his nose. Your hands moved higher over his brow and into his thick hair and he groaned quietly.
"You still like that, huh?" You scratched his scalp and he leaned into you. You'd like to imagine that his eyes were closed in pleasure. He moved away sooner than you wanted him too and pulled on your legs until you were laying flat on your back. His hands were on you, callused but gentle, and exploring every inch of you. You sighed and moaned at certain touches and giggled at others. When his hand slipped between your legs, you gasped.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No. Please don't." You ached for him and felt as though you would die if he didn't touch you soon. "Please," you whispered. Then he did and you cried out. The blindfold seemed to heighten your sensitivity to his touch. You reached down to grab his wrist and he let you guide him for a while before taking your hand with the one he wasn't using and lacing your fingers with his.
"Does that feel good?" he urged. You nodded but he needed more than that. "Tell me." He slipped another finger in and you squeezed his hand as you moaned loudly.
"Yes Din," you cried. It wasn't long before he began using his thumb to rub you just right in the spot that always sent you over the edge no sooner than he had started, he stopped. "What...why?" You squirmed and moved your hips searching for any kind of friction.
It didn't take long before you felt hair tickling your inner thighs and Din's soft lips kissing each one before stopping right before the apex. His hot breath fanned over you and he took your hand again before licking you right where you wanted him to. You immediately grabbed for his hair with your free hand and he groaned against you, causing a vibration that sent shocks through your entire body.
"That feels…," you started.
He stopped for a moment. "Feels what?" His tongue moved expertly and you pulled his hair slightly.
"So good," you whined. "Din...I'm gonna...I…" You tried to push his head away but he resisted. He wanted to taste all of you. Your hips arched off the bed and he followed, licking and tasting until you begged him to stop for a minute. He rested his head against your thigh as you came down from your high. If only you could see the passion--the love--in his eyes.
You felt the bed dip and you knew he was lying beside you now. Turning to face him, you sat up and carefully climbed on top of him with a little help. As strong and powerful as he was, he loved seeing you in a position of power. The look of admiration in his eyes was one he only had for you, one that you would probably never see.
You placed your hands on his chest and positioned yourself over him. He held himself steady as you lowered yourself onto him then immediately moved his hands to your thighs, choking out a curse. He had been a little happy that you couldn't see him. The faces he made as you rode him were ones he wasn't very proud of.
You knew you would love them though.
Your hands left his chest and he took them into his own, bringing each hand to his mouth, kissing each finger. He sat up and wrapped his arms around you, his forehead pressed to your breasts before he crushed his lips to yours desperately. Your hips rocked against him faster and he whimpered. Your hands find his hair and you trail your fingers through it before pulling. You let his lips touch yours slightly and the tip of his tongue trails across your lips.
"P-please," he gasped. He didn't exactly ask anything but you knew what he wanted.
"You feel so good, Din. Go on. You can."
He growled and held you still as he pounded up into you. You moaned loudly and reached down to touch yourself. There was nothing like finishing together.
"Right there," you breathed. He stilled and throbbed inside of you just as you reached your peak. His thighs trembled beneath you and yours tightened around him as he grunted and cursed quietly. He rested his head on your chest and you held him there for a while.
"I want to stay like this forever," he said. He was looking up at you as you smiled and it made him smile.
"I think we'd get uncomfortable after an hour or so." You laughed before he kissed you softly. Your hands tangled in his hair again and you felt him stir inside you. "Or maybe we wouldn't."
"We could try it out...if you're up to it," he challenged.
You reached up and tightened your blindfold. "You're on, Mando."
