The urge hits Din as he's putting Grogu down for his afternoon nap, and the Mandalorian can't help but be grateful that the kid is just coming back from his training with the Jedi, causing him to be dead to the world from exhaustion. It's a blessing, really, because Din knows from experience that the burning hunger in his veins isn't going to go away until it's fed to satiation. It only seems fitting that his lust-addled mind thinks of Rogue to ask for help after how they had more or less met through a similar event during her first week on the ship.
Leaving the sleeping kid in his pram, knowing he's safe in his cabin, Din walks over to Rogue's shared cabin with Cobb, hoping she'll be there and willing to help with the rather very uncomfortable erection he's having. But the scene that greets him when the door to her cabin swooshes open isn't one he would have ever expected.
It's pretty clear what's happening here, and Din's hidden gaze takes in her creamy thighs thrown over slim shoulders, her hair grasping to salt and pepper hair, her arched back and the needy look she's giving him. In any other circumstances, this would have been a mess indeed, and there's a moment in Din's lust-addled mind where he realizes he should have figured this out earlier, especially in light of his conversation with Cobb about sex toys, but his desires quickly extinguish any pesky emotional turmoil he might normally have. Instead, the only thing he feels is the need for her touch still, knowing all too well how the taste and the feel of her can be addictive. He can't really blame Cobb for diving in the moment either of them figured out they could touch.
Din can barely contain the groan that leaves him at her invitation, and his gaze tears away from her needy stare to settle on Cobb, his helmet tilting slightly:
"You okay with that?"
If he's being honest, he'd be disappointed if he has to walk away from this, but he's not going through something that might make the other man uncomfortable.
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Date: 2021-04-14 02:45 pm (UTC)Leaving the sleeping kid in his pram, knowing he's safe in his cabin, Din walks over to Rogue's shared cabin with Cobb, hoping she'll be there and willing to help with the rather very uncomfortable erection he's having. But the scene that greets him when the door to her cabin swooshes open isn't one he would have ever expected.
It's pretty clear what's happening here, and Din's hidden gaze takes in her creamy thighs thrown over slim shoulders, her hair grasping to salt and pepper hair, her arched back and the needy look she's giving him. In any other circumstances, this would have been a mess indeed, and there's a moment in Din's lust-addled mind where he realizes he should have figured this out earlier, especially in light of his conversation with Cobb about sex toys, but his desires quickly extinguish any pesky emotional turmoil he might normally have. Instead, the only thing he feels is the need for her touch still, knowing all too well how the taste and the feel of her can be addictive. He can't really blame Cobb for diving in the moment either of them figured out they could touch.
Din can barely contain the groan that leaves him at her invitation, and his gaze tears away from her needy stare to settle on Cobb, his helmet tilting slightly:
"You okay with that?"
If he's being honest, he'd be disappointed if he has to walk away from this, but he's not going through something that might make the other man uncomfortable.