Cobb's never fully been able to do this for her, the latex still making their sex good but this is different, this is heaven. Her fingers in his hair are perfect and as usual he loves that Rogue knows what she wants and hungrily goes for it no matter what. He's never gotten to touch her this way since she didn't want the necklace, so it's like every place their skin is touching is new and treasured.
The funny thing is Cobb doesn't know Din's name, so he doesn't know why she's saying the name. He glances up at her from where he is, and if there was any way to tease he'd dryly say his own name to remind her. But then she says 'join us' and he's realizing there's someone else in there. He briefly lifts his head, even if he doesn't want to, and glances over his shoulder. Now, he'd be pretty open to just about anyone in this moment. As if he would stop. As if he wouldn't look at another person as a way of getting more to feed his thirst. But it's Mando and he'll put that name to the side for now.
If anything, if he's being honest, he's glad it's him. He's not against sex with strangers, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't prefer it with friends. Cobb smiles and kisses the inside of her thigh, up her stomach, licking playfully at one of her nipples, and murmurs in her ear. "I'll go get 'im." Hey, he's already in if he's asking permission. It's reassurance and needed since he is forced to pull away from her. Just for now.
"More than okay." Cobb steps over to his friend and takes his hand, pulling him into the room and closer to her so the welcome is very obvious. "Let me help," he murmurs, reassuring to both of them in this way, and his hands move gently but confidently over Din. It's clear why since he's unhooking armor with complete confidence, not touching the helmet of course, his hands sure and steady but a little fast, enthusiastic. He steps behind Din so they can both stare at Rogue, lust-filled and gorgeous, continuing to help him out of the armor on his upper torso and arms, but he winks to her over Din's shoulder.
"Why don't you help him with his bottoms, darlin'."
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The funny thing is Cobb doesn't know Din's name, so he doesn't know why she's saying the name. He glances up at her from where he is, and if there was any way to tease he'd dryly say his own name to remind her. But then she says 'join us' and he's realizing there's someone else in there. He briefly lifts his head, even if he doesn't want to, and glances over his shoulder. Now, he'd be pretty open to just about anyone in this moment. As if he would stop. As if he wouldn't look at another person as a way of getting more to feed his thirst. But it's Mando and he'll put that name to the side for now.
If anything, if he's being honest, he's glad it's him. He's not against sex with strangers, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't prefer it with friends. Cobb smiles and kisses the inside of her thigh, up her stomach, licking playfully at one of her nipples, and murmurs in her ear. "I'll go get 'im." Hey, he's already in if he's asking permission. It's reassurance and needed since he is forced to pull away from her. Just for now.
"More than okay." Cobb steps over to his friend and takes his hand, pulling him into the room and closer to her so the welcome is very obvious. "Let me help," he murmurs, reassuring to both of them in this way, and his hands move gently but confidently over Din. It's clear why since he's unhooking armor with complete confidence, not touching the helmet of course, his hands sure and steady but a little fast, enthusiastic. He steps behind Din so they can both stare at Rogue, lust-filled and gorgeous, continuing to help him out of the armor on his upper torso and arms, but he winks to her over Din's shoulder.
"Why don't you help him with his bottoms, darlin'."