ChissĂ che sensazione di benessere provano quelle persone che riescono a spiegare i propri sentimenti agli altri senza cadere in minuti-ore-secoli nel mutismo per elaborare il tutto. (Gaia,23)
~A Mandalorian âWhat If Things Were Differentâ story in the Incandescent Bodies series~
Rating: E (MINORS DNI) f/f/m, oral female receiving, missionary, face sitting, doggy oral combo, just a ton of threesome shenanigans, one dick two very eager friends, you love them both, they love you, why not bring everyone together.
Word Count: 4K
Summary: You and your best friend need a lift to Coruscant, so who better to hitch a ride with than the Mandalorian. Din's the best dick in the galaxy and she's got magic between her legs. Bringing the man you love and the girl you can't live without together might just be your best idea yet.
AN: Ever wonder how just the slightest change in your actions or choices could alter your life? Yeah, me too. In these next couple of stories, you and Din experience fun and love in vastly differnt ways, spanning space and time.
Riah has been your best friend since the moment you met at the museum. But what if there was more to it than that. Afterall, flirting is fun. Sex is even better. So what if you acted on the little impusles that for whatever reason you've always ignored. What if you said fuck it, and just had fun...
Laying in bed on the Razor Crest is about as comfortable as you'd expect, and you weren't expecting much; after all, the man who flies it can sleep in a helmet. This board posing as a mattress must feel like a cloud comparatively.
It hardly matters though. Your mind is on other things, not Din Djarin's lack of luxury offerings. In fact, you are completely preoccupied.
Gazing down the length of your bare legs, you smile, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth, feeling very âwhat's the word? Sultry?
Half the mood is your doing; it was your idea to finally go for it after all. The rest is thanks to Riah.
Stunning from the top of her brilliant red hair to the bottom of her cute hooves, she is sweet, but Riah knows what she wants, and these things combined make her completely irresistible.
Her legs, a gorgeous shade of theelin pink and just a few inches longer than your own intertwine and gently rub along yours until you are moaning very softly, so eager for this to begin while still feeling giddy enough to keep it playful.
You try not to giggle, but you're always a silly disaster when springing a surprise on someone. Today is no different.
"Shhhh" Riah tries to hush you, her finger to her full lips. She's always been the more reserved one, and even she can't hold it in.
Pressing your foreheads together, each warning the other to keep quiet between kisses that tease, you have flashbacks to your time at university. This is just like desperately trying to keep it together during lecture hall, which, as everyone knows, is the perfect place to lose your shit and snort a laugh despite your best efforts to stay quiet, but you're just so nervous and excited.
There's something so funny about the fact that your wonderfully reliable Mandalorian has no idea what he's in for.
You'd sent the message with a smile, knowing that he'd be quick to reply. Din has no problem helping his friends out, especially you.
Now, you hate to treat the man like a taxi, but the Razor Crest does seem to be at your disposal whenever you need it, or him. With the Awards in Historical and Cultural Studies being given out on Coruscant and both Riah and yourself up for an awardâ two for you actuallyâ you knew Din would never say no.
"Is that him?" She whispers, grabbing your arm.
You nod. He's coming down the ladder after putting the ship on auto.
You bite down on your lip and wait for it, closing your eyes until you can feel him standing there.
One eye opens, then the other, followed by a rush of heat. The beskar looks almost black in the dim light. Even after the many random hookups, he still manages to stop your heart. Not to mention the way you've both been toying with the idea of more than just sex. But for right now, sex will do just fine.
"What theâŚ"
You and Riah break out into a fit of giggles.
He steps forward, holding Grogu tight, and quickly covers the little guy's eyes. Curious as ever, Grogu tries to peek around, but Din turns to the side, his own eyes fixed on the two women in his sleeping quarters.
Whether or not he knows it, you and Riah have always enjoyed a good fuck when you're in the mood. Honestly, it was clear from the start that there was a spark in your friendship you don't typically find in the workplace. From the second you looked at one another in the archives room that first week and she smiled â you think you did tooâ you've been inseparable. Laughing about annoying bosses is always therapeutic; it's the awful dating scene on Glavis that needs the most humor. Half the time, you end up in each other's beds anyway. She is the closest thing to female perfection you've ever seen, or touched, or kissed, or licked⌠For whatever reason, she seems to feel the same about you.
Her hand on your stomach is stroking lightly. You draw your foot up along her leg, reach over to run your fingers down the three small horns along her temple, and stroke her cheek.
Turning her face towards yours âyou look back and smile at Din, inviting him to watch as you dive in.
Her lips are warm and soft, so fucking soft.
The kiss is quick, but you let your thigh lay to the side. Riah's hand starts to glide back down over your stomach, inching towards the warmth between your legs.
You're so wet with anticipation that your pretty slit sparkles in the bad lighting as you both show him just how much further you'd like to take it⌠oh and you're both completely naked.
"Maybe he should take a nap up in the cockpit?" She suggests. Grogu, is still hidden at his side, but you close your legs for at least a hint of modesty.
Din is speechless.
You can feel him looking you both up and down.
"Din? You okay?" You ask, sitting up on your elbows.
Without saying a word, he reaches over your heads, grabs a blanket from the tiny hammock, and leaves, quickly going back up the ladder.
"Was that a yes or a no?" Riah whispers.
You chuckle softly; you know him well enough now to know that if he didn't want this, he would have said so. "Pretty sure he'll be back."
She smiles and looks at you like only Riah can. She makes your body hot and your pussy pulse in time with your heartbeat.
Without hesitating, you grab her face, pulling her close, your fingers sliding into her bright, candy red hair that hangs in loose waves down to her shoulders, and lose yourself in her sweet kiss.
She moves like water, flowing without stopping until you're on your back and under her svelte warmth. Leaving her soft hair, your hand smoothes down the length of her neck and you picture her cute spots of red like freckles across her chest that match her hair. Tracing over and around the heavy curve of her breast, you brush her nipple to make her moan in your mouth before running your palm down her soft belly. Your fingers twitch as you go; you're so eager to get them wet.
A large, strong hand grabs your ankle.
With a gasp, you pull from Riah, both of you turning your attention to find Din looking massive in the framework and dominant in his stance.
"Which one of you wants it first?" He asks, still holding your leg.
You laugh a little, but your heart thuds hard in your chest. "Hmm. You pick," You say with a cheeky grin.
Because you practically share a brain at this point, Riah does exactly what you've imagined could happen and goes onto her back, turning your thoughts into reality.
You both part your thighs just enough to give him one hell of a view. She may be pink all over, but you're just as rosey where it matters at the moment.
Din sighs long and hard. "Not fair." He laughs and takes off his gloves, tossing them aside.
He reaches in over you again but this time takes the little hammock off the hooks, gently placing it on the floor before he's back to being the hunter.
Standing tall, he assesses the two of you like caught bounty, and now he gets to enjoy the reward-- these two stunning options.
Sliding a hand down your thigh as he comes in, Din rests a knee on the bed. The touch of his fingers makes you shut your eyes and pull your lips in, pressing them tight together. When you hear Riahs little inhale, you know he's touching her too.
You peek over and see him slide his finger up her divide, circling her clit just enough to make you both moan.
"Get her wet." He tells you.
She is, but he wants Riah dripping.
You give him a smirk. He's in the mood to give orders, and you are here for it.
Nodding her over, you watch Riah sit up and straddle you, slowly inching up until her lovely pussy is over your face.
You exhale slowly through your nose, your eyes going a little sleepy as you take in the sight. You love it here --in this soft place-- you could stay here forever.
Cupping her ass, you bring Riah down and let the familiar scent and taste flood your senses.
With a mouth full of pussy, you let your legs lay open wide as Din shoves a finger into you. You moan loudly against her silky folds and start to lick with the enthusiasm of his pumping until Riah lets out a soft cry that echoes along the metal walls.
"Shh. Not so loud" He tells her.
You pull back when you hear her moan change. He's in the little room now, a long arm around her neck from behind while his left hand never stops, and the sight makes your pussy flex around his thick finger.
"Is this what you two like to do?" He asks, only half caring about the answer; you can hear the lust in his voice.
"Mmhm." She manages.
"You feel her tongue?"
She gives a long soft mmmmm as you flick her clit. Playing with Riah should be all you ever have to do, no other obligations but this hot pussy. You open your eyes to get a glimpse of her tiny peak and smile. She's wet alright.
"What does it feel like?" He asks, breathing harder under the helmet.
"Warm." She sighs. "Firm, butâŚ" You plunge into her hole and fuck her with your mouth. Riah's hand is in your hair, her moans deeper but quiet as he's instructed. "WetâandâŚ" She inhales sharply, letting it out in a sigh as she speaks, "She's in my pussy." She moans, and Din groans into her hair.
It doesn't take long before she's rocking her hips and fucking your face until you can't breathe. She's close, and the joy of bringing your best friend to orgasm is unlike anything else you've known. And then, you feel the loss of his heat and weight, and the bed rises.
Still lost in Riah's coming climax, you're only mildly aware of him shoving your legs apart again and raising your hips.
When he plunges that fat cock inside of you so fast that you scream with delight-- her small thrusts muffling the sound-- he takes your full attention.
Riah reaches down and grabs your hair. You'd lost your rhythm and she wants it back. She's in control now.
Fucked and fuckingâŚ
You feel used in the most glorious way.
This should have happened a while ago.
Your tongue glides up. You want her to cum quickly so that you can (quietly) scream Din's name. Your tongue flicking over her stiff clit again and again and again should just about do it. You do tend to get cocky, but her increasing yelps and "ahhs" back up your assumption that you are very good at eating pussy.
Riahs hips jerk, she shudders and stops moving.
Come in my mouth , you think with a silent laugh of pleasure.
Right on que, you feel the wet change. It is hot and sticky as she pulses, and you bury your tongue in her hole again, tasting every drop, feeling the contractions of her impossibly soft flesh. She stays mounted until the very last shiver.
Even Din is too captivated by the sight to pay attention to his dick inside of you, although you feel him give a few hard involuntary twitches.
Riah relaxes. She slowly falls away, breathing hard beside you, a goofy grin on her face. "Her turn," She tells him, a sexy purr in her voice.
Din's gravely groan gets your attention, and he grabs your hips, tilting his forward until you arch your back against the thrust of his cock. He drives as deep as he can, grinding slow to make you let go and give in with a heavy cry.
Riah's hand is over your sticky mouth and stays there as he fucks you.
"With the armor onâŚ" She whispers and gives a half-smile as though the mystery has been solved. You would laugh if you could spare the breath, but he is unrelenting.
Your fingers dig into his metal-clad arms as his fingers threaten to leave bruises on your thighs.
Again and again, he drives into you. The tension building in both your bodies is so intense, Riah can feel it. She leans her head against yours, her mouth opens with the happy breath of a well fucked bystanderâŚ
Din stops.
He holds you up by the hips, both of you moaning and shivering and flexing and throbbing as he manages to keep two orgasms as bay. "You, come here." He tells Riah.
She drags her gaze from your lovely expressions and looks at Din.
"Ask nicely." She teases.
He puffs a laugh. "Please⌠now."
Amused, she scoots, her eyes locked on him.
Din leans in and gently touches her horns, which she's said is like having someone tickle your ear with their breath. They are quite the erogenous zone when done right.
He slides his finger down her cheek, over her lips, and into her mouth.
Her muffled sounds are so sweet that you move your hips, chasing friction, wanting him to fuck you while she sucks his finger. But no. He's doing this on purpose; he must be. Din always has been something of a tease.
You roll your eyes but smile when he looks at you. You know he is too, even as he moans softly and drags his finger from Riah's lips.
When he pulls from you, you start to pout, but he grabs your thighs and slides your ass to the edge of the bed, grabs your ankles, and puts your feet up to rest along the ledge, followed by Riah's, who came to lay next to you on her own.
Looking very pleased with himself, Din steps back, stroking his weapon of choice with a soft chuckle, and shakes his head like he can't believe his luck.
Never one to miss a golden opportunity, he doesn't waste another second, and Riah has to stifle her cries when he chooses her first.
The excitement of watching him fuck your friend is going to push you towards the orgasm he just stopped you from having. She keeps her little moans to a minimum as best she can, but you don't know how. His big dick is wrecking her until Din pulls away, gasping for air. You wish he would take off a layer or two or three so that you can see his broad chest and muscular arms, but there's also something incredibly sexy about him like this too.
Tongue between your teeth, your light snicker makes him look to you next.
You really thought he'd need a minute, but no. He grabs your knees, pushes your legs back, and plunges his cock, still wet from Riah's hot pussy, into yours.
It takes no more than a few of his hard thrusts before you're saying his name like you've been aching to do. But he's not ready for it to end, he wants to try it all.
In your ravaged haze, you feel him pull away again and step back.
Din says something, but you're beyond listening. So watching Riah lower her legs and step out of bed only to bend over with her face inches from your sex is a pleasant surprise.
Her fingers spread you wide, and she starts to lick.
Your eyes close instantly, and your head drops back as you sigh into the small space, but you really need to see this.
Din steps up behind her, gives her ass a smack, and shoves inside.
Fuck.
This is going to be quick.
Her soft pink hips in his big rough hands is the hottest contrast you've ever seen, even as he fucks her like he's trying to break through a wall. Riah gives your pussy the deepest moans and high-pitched squeals of ecstasy until you aren't unable to do anything except watch â your eyes are locked on his black visorâ feel -- she's so good at this she's still got your clit throbbing against her tongue-- and cum.
"I can't take it." You breathe.
He nods, and Riah does her best to keep standing as he drills into her, and you start to contract and release in long, blissed-out waves.
Your eyes close again. You've seen enough, in fact that was all you'll ever need.
Your smile is broken by heavy breaths as you cum on soft, dark pink lips, and a very skilled tongue.
One last push from him, and she's shoved into your slit to moan through her own orgasm, raising her head as she cums on his cock with little bursts of laughter and soft sighs until she is quiet.
Din is silent, but you see the tension beneath the armor as you raise your head. Like a rope tightly wound wire, he stands there until finally, he moans in that soft, relieved way, just like the first time you ever heard him cum, and as he's done with you so many times since. The sound that makes you shiver as you smile.
"Fuck." Riah mumbles when he steps back, and she pulls herself up to collapse beside you.
After a minute or two, Din snaps back to life and closes his pants, resting his hand on the doorway, still a little unsteady on his feet, "Yeah." He answers.
You laugh a little and reach for him, happy when he takes your hand and strokes back and forth with his thumb as you all slowly come down together.
Eventually, he lifts his head, looking away, aware of something you are not. "Just a few hours now," He says.
You can hear it plain as day in his voice. He's sad that the trip is over. You feel a deep, all-consuming happiness that reads as the warmest smile on your face. He can be the most direct man you've ever met, or totally cryptic. Both make your heart ache.
"Care to join us on Coruscant?" Riah asks, sitting up.
Din looks down at her, thinking it over for a moment, then sits at the edge of the bed. "I can't stay... but I'd be proud to walk you both in."
"Oo." You wiggle your brows. "A Mandalorian escort! We'll be the talk and envy of the ball." You sit up to put your arms around his broad shoulders and kiss the sharp edge of his helmet.
*
The weight of your gown swishing around your ankles feels exquisite.
The small train that trails behind you is divine.
With each step, the high split up the center shows a glimpse of your legs, and you are absolutely certain that you could get very used to living like this. Why should the rich and famous get to keep this world? You want in on the exclusivity-- at least until later tonight when your feet will inevitably hurt.
Your hair and makeup took longer than Riah's because you're a little more particular, but the fuss was well worth it.
And poor Din.
You look at him and smile. He waited so patiently.
"You look like a star." He'd said as you stepped out of the hotel elevator. He'd gone down to secure a speeder while the finishing touches were applied.
"I feel like one too. Shame I can't act." You'd said, pulling a goofy face.
"No" He'd taken your hands, his smile heard in his words, "Like a true star. Lots of little things put together to create this one, brilliant sight." He'd wanted to touch your face but didn't dare ruin your makeup. Instead, he pulled you close, trailing the back of his gloved finger down the center of your chest until he touched the low neckline of your dress. "You're stunning."
Even now, you feel the warmth of that touch.
Laying your right hand over your left, both hold onto Din's arm as he escorts you and Riah into the concert hall where the awards ceremony is being held.
Leaning forward, you sneak a peek at Riah. She's holding onto his other arm while waving at colleagues she knows but you've never met. Always the socialite, that one. You roll your eyes with a smile that Riah catches. She tosses back a wink that makes you grin.
The short black dress with exaggerated puff sleeves and a gold collar she's wearing is breathtaking. If you look like a star, Riah is the supernova, at least in your eyes.
"Right this way," A droid says as you go through the ornately carved doorway inlaid with gold. The atrium is overwhelming in size and beauty, but that doesn't stop the three of you from grabbing the crowd's attention as you walk in.
She gives a nod of thanks to the droid and smiles up at Din who slides his hand around her waist and down over her ass.
Yes, you're leaning back to see. It's funny. Something about this just works. His hand on her is as perfect as his arm there for you. If only he would stayâŚ
And with that perfect timing, you approach the double doors that lead to your seats near the stage.
It's time to say goodbye.
"Thanks for the arm." You say with a sigh and turn to look at Din.
"Anytime."
"Will you come see us again soon?" Riah asks, her hand on his shoulder.
The people passing by can't seem to stop themselves from staring at the Mandalorian and the two women he walked in with. Confusion, jealousy, intrigue, all of this, and more that you don't see swirls around you.
"As soon as I can." He answers honestly, stroking her cheek. She smiles and nods. When he looks over at you, Riah slips away, knowing that while this is fun, what the two of you have is something special; it's somethingâ more. She's not ready to commit to anything more than a good time, for now. You however, are finding it harder and harder to ignore your heart.
You do your best to smile for him. "I'll miss you; I always do,"
"I know." He says, his soft voice like torture. You want to hear him whispering to you in the dark of your room. You want to listen to him laugh when you say something utterly ridiculous. You even want to hear the way he so gently scolds Grogu. "I'll miss you" is an understatement, but as Din would tell you, "this is the way".
"You'll forget about me as soon as you walk in there and they start calling your name. How many of these, awards, are you up for?"
You grin and turn your face, all bashful. "Two"
He gives a single, soft laugh. "You'll be too important for the likes of me real soon."
You scoff and lay your hand on his chest, looking into the black. "I won't pretend I'm not excited. But that doesn't change how I feel Din Djarin. I always count the days between our time together."
He sighs and pulls you close. You've never felt his hands on you when you're wearing something so expensive. Yeah, you could definitely get used to this life, in fact, you already are. For a brief moment, it's just the two of you, parting the steady flow of attendees with your blossoming love that neither of you is brave enough to give in to.
You and your Mandalorian. How do you manage to ever say goodbye?
"Keep out of trouble." He says quietly with you still held close, your foreheads touching, hands holding tight. What a lovely contrast the two of you must make --you in your elegant dress, and he in his armor.
"You too Mando." You reply like it's nothing in an attempt to protect the fact that it's everything.
That unspoken feeling passes between you, and for a moment, you can't turn, but Riah is there, her warm hand on your back, the other on your shoulder to very slowly pull you away. "Come on, we don't want to miss anything, and I'm pretty sure they lock these doors once it starts," She says kindly. "Goodbye Din," She adds, pausing, her coy smile making him chuckle.
"Riah." He tips his helmet. "Until next time."
"Until then," She says, and in perfect unison, the three of you turn your backs to one another, and walk away.
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