Snippet From Chapter 2 Of Of Bolts And Bucket Hearts

let me take care of you

summary: din's stressed, you take care of him...

pairing: (din djarin/the mandalorian x fem!reader)

word count: 2.1k

warnings: 18+ only, smut ahead, language, etc (let me know if i missed anything)

“Baby, you have to stop beating yourself up. Things like this happen. It’s not like it was your fault,” you found yourself trying to calm Din down as you followed him into the house. 

It had been a few weeks since you started working at the gym with Din, and today a pipe had burst causing the gym to leak in various places. The plumber that Din had called said it would take about a week to fix and patch up, which in your opinion wasn’t that bad. Din had a loyal clientele, so it wasn’t like they were all going to jump ship just because it would be closed for a week. Din, though, thrived on running a tight ship. The one leaking pipe was obviously stressing him more than it should.

“I should have hired someone else to inspect the building before I signed the lease. Could have avoided this whole thing,” Din huffed as he continued into the kitchen.  

“Baby, it’s a problem that’s already being fixed. You can’t beat yourself up over it,” you said. 

Din just huffed as he opened up the fridge to grab a water bottle. You could tell he was tense, and that he wasn’t annoyed with you . But it still stung that he was having a huffy attitude with you. He took a long gulp before shutting the door and sitting down at the table.

“I know, baby. I just can’t help but feel like I could have avoided this whole thing,” Din grumbled, looking up at you with an almost pouty expression. 

“Yeah, well sitting around moping isn’t going to help anything,” you offered a small smile. You had him push his chair back so you could seat yourself in his lap. “Now we have a whole week off from work. We can take Grogu out and just have a relaxing week.”

Din just hummed in agreement as he buried his face in your neck. Your hands reached up to scratch at his scalp to help ease his tension. 

“And now we have until 4pm to pick Grogu up from daycare, so how about I help you release the rest of this stress?” You lowered your voice as you spoke, hoping he’d catch the drift. And of course he did.

“You don’t have to ask twice,” Din chuckled, standing and taking you with him as he carried you out of the kitchen. Your giggles echoed through the hall as he made his way to the stairs. 

“Put me down before you throw out your back, old man,” you laughed. 

“Baby, you watch me lift weights all day. I think I can carry my fiance up the stairs,” Din replied, not dropping you before ascending the stairs. 

“Okay, hotshot. But take me to the bathroom first. We’re gonna have a nice bubble bath before we do anything else,” you told him. 

“Is there anything I can say to convince you to move the bath for after?” Din asked huskily. Usually you’d give in easily, but you wanted to take care of Din like he always did for you. 

“Nope, into the bathroom we go,” you pointed to your bedroom as you spoke. 

Twenty minutes later you both were soaking in the scalding water, surrounded by piles of lavender scented bubbles. You’d made Din sit in front of you so he could rest back against your chest, your hands working shampoo into his curls. The stress seemed to leave him as he leaned into your touch. It was moments like this where you could appreciate what a softie he was. Gone was the tough guy in the gym, and in his place was this cuddly man who just wanted constant affection. 

“I could die happy like this, mi amor,” Din whispered. 

“I’m glad you’re enjoying this. Now hand me that cup so I can rinse your hair, baby,” you told him. 

He listened to you, moving forward so you could rinse the suds out. You silently appreciated the way the bubbles ran down his muscled back. God, he was so beautiful. And he was yours. 

Once the soap was all washed away you leaned forward to press gentle kisses along his tan shoulder. Din didn’t say anything, but you could feel his body shiver slightly at the feel of your lips on his wet skin. Feeling emboldened, you moved your hands to trail around his waist as you continued your attention on his shoulders. It didn’t surprise you at all to find him already half hard when you grasped his cock in your hand gently. 

“Fuck, baby,” Din bit out as you began to stroke him slowly. Letting him harden in your grasp. 

“Shhh, my love. Just relax,” you whispered. “Let me take care of you.”

Din’s head fell back onto your shoulder as his whole body relaxed into yours. Only the sounds of soft moans and whimpers echoed through the bathroom as you continued moving your hand up and down his length. You still had hours before you had to pick up your son, so you were in no hurry at all. Din’s hands had found their way down to grip at your thighs where they bracketed his hips.

“Baby, if you keep this up I’m gonna fuck up our bath water,” Din chuckled, sounding out of breath. 

“Hmm, but I like having you all vulnerable like this for me. Tell me what you want to do to me and maybe I’ll let you out of this tub,” you said. 

Din seemed to sit and collect his thoughts for a moment, trying to keep his thoughts straight. 

“I want you on top. Wanna see you take what you want from me,” Din grunted. “Baby, wanna feel your hands around my throat.”

Well, that was a surprise. Din usually liked to take control in the bedroom. Though it shouldn’t be that shocking seeing as he needed to give up some of that control especially now.

“Sounds a bit more like what you want me to do to you rather than the other way around. I’ll let it slide though, because I wanna see what you look like coming apart beneath me,” you teased him.

You released him from your grasp, gently pushing him forward so you both could exit the tub. Still, there was no rush to dry off and run to the bed. The two of you took your time drying each other off with a towel, your hands lingering as they worked over him. Usually the two of you were in a rush to get as close as possible. This time you were going to take your time.

Once inside your bedroom you pushed him back towards the bed, enjoying the heavy gaze he had focused on you. There was no denying the way the two of you made each other feel. Din sat obediently on the edge of the bed, making it easy for you to straddle his lap. He was already hard from you touching him in the bathtub and he moved his hips upwards to grind himself into you. You let out a soft gasp that was promptly cut short by Din capturing your mouth in a kiss. 

You let yourself melt into the kiss, your hands burying themselves into his still damp hair. Din’s hands moved to your ass, gripping like his life depended on it. You could spend hours just making out with Din if he asked, and you had done that before. He just made everything feel so good. It ended up being you, though, who pulled away first. You wanted to take care of him and he wasn’t going to get in the way of your plans.

You pulled his head back to give you access to his neck, biting and sucking wherever you could. 

“You’re so pretty, baby. And so fucking strong. How’d I get so lucky with you?” You began whispering between making love bites on his neck. “Grogu and I are the luckiest people on earth to have you. You take care of us so well.”

Din let out a whimper at your words. It was obvious that he was someone who craved words of affirmation, and you were more than willing to provide them for him. It was the least you could do, and it wasn’t like you were lying.

“You wanna lay down for me, baby?” You asked him.

“I’ll do anything you ask of me, fuck,” Din panted. He was already becoming worked up, fighting his instinct to take over and fuck you into the next lifetime. 

“Good to know, now move,” you giggled as you moved off his lap. He awkwardly pushed himself up the bed to lay his head on a pillow. 

You pulled your hair out of the clip you’d put it in before crawling up the bed until you were positioned on top of him. Sitting nice and polite with your wet core resting right on his erection. “I’m already wet and you’ve barely touched me. I just kissed you and then I’m ready to go,” you praised him. 

“It feels like you’re buttering me up for something,” Din chuckled, but his cheeks were blushing bright red. 

“Nope, just want my man to know how much I want him all the fucking time. What? You don’t believe you’re the reason I’m dripping right now?” You teased as you began grinding your hips to offer the poor man some friction. 

“Shit.” Was all that came out of his mouth in response, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your slick folds running up and down his length. 

“Now you’re going to lay back and let me take care of you, okay?  Don’t make me tie your hands down if you try taking control. You don’t need to try and please me, baby. You just do, ” you told him before reaching down to grab his cock in your hands.

The foreplay could wait for another time. You wanted him inside you. Both of you let out groans of pleasure as you guided him inside of you. Right where he belonged. 

Din’s hands went instinctively to your waist to guide his movements, but you automatically grabbed them and pushed them to the mattress. 

“Let me be in charge, baby,” you told him before quickening your movements. He simply nodded before tightening his eyes in pleasure. “I thought you liked me on top because you thought I was pretty, Din. Open your eyes. Look at me.”

Din immediately complied, his eyes dark with lust. Your hands rested on his chest, stabilizing you as you began to bounce yourself up and down on him. He let out a grunt at your change in pace.

“You are… You’re so fucking pretty when you take my cock like this,” Din told you, already out of breath. He was getting close, which wasn’t a surprise seeing as you’d already gotten him halfway there in the tub. You were eager to help him get there, ignoring the fact you probably weren’t going to cum this time. You knew Din would more than make up for it when you went to bed later that night. 

You reached your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his throat. Just like he’d asked for. You weren’t experienced with choking someone so you just applied light pressure, unsure of whether or not you were doing it ‘right’. 

Din’s fluttered a bit, and he bucked his hips up going deeper inside you. Well, there was your answer. He seemed to like this new element to sex very much. 

“Baby, let me touch you. I’m close,” he managed to get out. You knew he’d want to help you cum even though this was about him. 

“No,” you told him simply before quickening your pace. The tell tale signs of his body seizing up warned you before he came with a muffled cry inside of you. His body went lax beneath you, obviously sated.

“Fuck, you didn’t even cum baby,” Din finally said as you got from on top of him. 

“This was about you,” you said as you lay yourself next to him. “We can go again tonight if it’s really bothering you.”

“Why not right now. If you give me a few minutes I’ll be ready again,” Din said as he nuzzled his nose into your hair.

“No, right now we are going to take a quick nap before we have to go pick up a three year old from daycare. Now sleep, old man,” you told him.

And who was Din to turn down a mid afternoon nap with you wrapped up in his arms?

a/n: just a repost of one of my fics from ao3! hope you enjoy, feedback is greatly appreciated!

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