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“We can’t have you flaking in the spring,” she tells him simply though with understanding. It’s not his fault after all. But nobody is going to want to find any scales he sloughs off in there.

When he gives her permission she steps closer and gently passes the damp cloth over his back first. Removing the easier stuff with a little pressure. With that done she lightly placed a hand on his shoulder and begins using the brush.

“Do you have this problem a lot?” A hint of concern in her tone. It had to be uncomfortable after all. It’s for that reason she was glad she didn’t have scales all over like he did.

She works diligently, scrubbing harder when she needs to, to loosen the scaly sheds. It’s when she finally gets it all that she passes the cloth over his back again to wipe off any lingering traces.

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"I suppose." He says in response. It makes sense, but given this is only his first time to the springs. He's still learning etiquette. He didn't really think about flaking scales. He probably already rinsed off what he could in the shower.

"Since Thirteen brought me here, and put them on me." He admits, turning his head to glance over his shoulder, even if he can't see her. The hand on his shoulder makes him pause, muscles shivering under her hand a moment before settling.

"I've...gotten used to the itching." Because of course he has. It's just another thing he's had to deal with in his life. He twitches a little when the brush starts it's work, finally letting out a sigh when the last of the itchy scales are gone.

"Thank you."

She notices the shiver, but figures it’s probably just from the cold air. It’s chilly here after all, even though they’re in a shelter. It’s that sigh that he lets out that makes her smile, as if he’s finally found relief.

“You shouldn’t have to get used to it,” she tells him. “The next time that happens, tell me.” She will help him with this as often as he needs it. She knows Din can put up with a lot, he’s a strong man, but he didn’t have to.

Putting the wash cloth in a basket and the brush where she found it, she then walks past Din and motions for him to follow. “Come on. You’ll love this.”

They then walk out to the pools. It’s open air but there are wooden partitions that separate them, making them semi-private. Each having a view of the snowy landscape beyond as the place was settled on a cliff.

Picking out one of the pools, Bo-Katan goes in first. When she reaches the edge, she removes her towel and drops it and dry washcloth by the edge. Giving Din a view of her naked backside. Her body lean and muscular with the occasional scar. She then stepped down into the water, and waded to the end of the pool. She kept her back to him, giving Din his privacy for the moment. Folding her arms across the edge and resting her chin on them. Red hair fanning across her shoulders.

“The view is beautiful isn’t it?”

It is chilly, a bit of an odd feeling to someone used to not feeling it thanks to his suit. There's the shelter and the springs themselves. But there's still just enough chill to be felt. However, the relief is genuine, once the itchiness is relieved. He didn't realize how much it bothered him, until it was gone. It hadn't crossed his mind, to ask for help with it.

He rolls his shoulders, spreading the relief through his muscles, before he turns to look at Bo again. "Alright." He says, his genuine gratefulness is in the tone of his voice. "I'll let you know." He says with a firm nod. Although, that's going to be kind of tricky to keep with after they're not room mates anymore, isn't it? But the gesture is appreciated all the same.

He nods, and follows her to the pools, taking them in. He has to admit, even just the heat radiating off them is nice. He gives her her space for the moment as they reach the chosen pools. He's following her lead on this, she's the one that's more familiar to doing this.

Although, watching her drop the towel and washcloth, and walk into the water completely naked makes him pause. His breath catching for a moment as he takes her in. As a warrior, the scars only added to her look. Told a story of the battles she'd been through. Much like his own scars. Scattered about his own body, mostly located in the gaps between the armor., and especially the particularly large burn scar on his left thigh.

Her words make him shake his head to clear it, moving to drop his own towel, and wash cloth. Before easing himself into the water. He pauses for a moment, as he lets himself enjoy the feeling of the water. Eventually wading his way over the edge, taking in the view.

"It is." He breaths. He admits it is a nice view. "Not often I just..take in the views."

The fact that he readily agrees to let her help him pleases her. Though it’s true that once the Fox’s shenanigans were over they were bound to part ways right? With Din going back to living with Cobb. She would have to go back with Emmet too. It’s a shame really because she’s enjoyed her time with Din. But she wasn’t going to think about that right now.

Instead she looks at Din as he joins her at the pool’s edge. The thought of there being nothing between them but a little bit of water making her heart skip a beat. She’s been in these pools with naked men before but with Din it was different.

“Back home we don’t have the time,” she agrees, looking back out at the scenery and sighing softly as she relaxed. “Being taken has forced me to slow down. It hasn’t been easy.” She admits this with a grimace. “I tried replacing my routine with Pokemon training, and while I enjoyed it, that only did so much. Then when I was brought here, I didn’t even have that. This place, these springs, are where I’ve found the most comfort and healing.”

She then looked at him. He’s been here for at least a year, right? Bo-Katan can’t help but wonder how he’s spent all that time in this place. She could be wrong, but she’s gotten the feeling that he’s been restless.

“Well… second most actually,” she adds after a moment’s thought.

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As much as Din didn't like their submerged home at first. The place has started to grow on him. Even if having to travel by submarine was still a bit of an inconvenience. It's been helped, also, a lot by the talks he and Bo have had over the time they've been there. But he doesn't expect it to last. He's aware that Bo has a commitment to Emmet, and that the man was even less about being in the residences than Din was. He knew Bo would most likely be going back there.

Despite that, he's here. He took her invitation, chance to relax with just the two of them. He's well aware there's only thin water between their bare bodies, a feeling twisting a little in his gut. But he let's his mind be distracted by the conversation. His head tilting as he listens, before he adds his own comments.

"No, we don't." He agrees, a sigh filtering through the vocoder. "I'm still trying to get there." He admits. "This year is the longest I've been forced to be in place." As big as Folkmore is, it's still tiny compared to being able to from planet to planet. He's gotten restless, there's no bounties to hunt, and no imperial remnants to deal with. It goes against what he's been doing with his life back in their world.

He looks back to her, silent for a moment, before says anything, a smile playing into his tone.

"If you allow me...I can help you relax more here." Not...like that. He's not expecting anything to go anywhere. Moving to stand behind her, just close enough that he can touch her. If she gives her okay, he'll start rubbing at her shoulders.

He is here. They are both here. Together. Alone. Not that they couldn't be alone in their shared apartment, but this was much more... intimate. As she listens to him talk, she turns her head to rest its side on her arms. Looking up at him with an understanding smile. "You will get there," she says with confidence. "I've seen you do it before. You just need the right... incentive."

She's referring to the Din that she had met in the Pokemon World. While they were different in many ways, they were also the same in many ways. He had once admitted to her that he'd had a hard time adjusting to being in that world too. Though eventually he had found happiness there, and she had been happy for him. Even if they never quite connected the same way as they had back home.

What Din says next though makes her blink in surprise and she lifts her head from her arms. Help her relax? How? But then he's moving behind her and is so close. With Bo-Katan trying to calm her racing heart. "All right," she tells him, giving her consent. She trusts him.

And then his hands are on her shoulders. His touch is rough due to the callouses on his hands, yet surprisingly gentle at the same time. After a few moments of letting him massage her shoulders, Bo-Katan's lips part as she lets out a soft sigh. Her muscles starting to ease up under his ministrations, and her head rests on her arms again. It was a rare thing when Bo-Katan let anyone touch her, especially like this. No one has ever willingly offered to do something like this for her in recent memory. But she could definitely get used to this.

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Despite being a bit more public than their apartment, it feels more intimate for Din too. Both of them feeling more comfortable, and more vulnerable around each other. A big step for warriors used to hiding vulnerabilities. Particularly for Din. So used to hiding in his armor from skin to skin touch. But he feels comfortable here, doing it with Bo. A level of trust he rarely gives to another.

"I just have to find it." He echoes, with a nod. "Kenobi said we're supposed to learn our potential here. Something we have to figure out." Which is annoying. He's been here a year, and doesn't feel like things have changed.

Oh Din is well aware of how close he is to her now. He own heart rate raise, his scales even maybe reflecting it. But he's doing his best to ignore it for now. He nods when she gives her consent, only then reaching for her.

Din is no professional massage person, but he knows enough to be able to administer. Sometimes it's needed, specially after battle. His hands are strong and rough, those of a warrior. Been through numerous fights. Yet in certain situations, they can also be soft. This being one them. Perhaps strong enough to help shoulders burdened by the weight and responsibilities of an entire planet, and a people only recently united.

She starts to relax, but he doesn't stop yet. Shifting to actually massaging her shoulder and neck muscles. Working the thumb of one hand into a particularly stubborn knot until it gives.

It is a big step. She might not quite have the armor issue he does, but she had an armor that was unseen. Used to protect herself in a different way. One that has been slowly peeling back the more she talks to Din. Letting him see more of her the closer they get. Physically in this case, but mentally and emotionally too.

She hums softly as he talks. Her eyes closed in her relaxed state. Not even noticing any change in color of his scales at the moment. “He might be right. The Fox likes to make people do things they normally wouldn’t.” Whether it’s forcing or nudging in the right direction. She doesn’t know why he hasn’t managed to make much progress in the year he’s been here, but maybe that would change.

Professional or not, it still felt good. When she felt his hands moving toward her neck she reached a hand up to brush her hair aside. Letting him have full unobstructed access. Her chin tilting up in a quiet bliss as he worked those muscles. A soft gasp escaping her when he finally got that knot. Oh. That was nice.

As a result she shifted a bit and he would feel her foot brushing against his leg. It was an accidental touch, but so long as he didn’t react negatively, he would find her touching him again. This time it was definitely deliberate as she rubbed her foot up and down against that leg.

It's been work, and Din has definitely appreciated her trust with the talks they've had. Din's started to let down his own walls. Letting her in closer, as it was only fair. The physical side is definitely new, and yet at the moment it felt right helping Bo-Katan relax, something she seemed to badly need.

He huffs softly, nodding even she can't see it. "I've noticed. I'm sure at some point she'll be getting me." He says in agreement, Thirteen was just biding her time with him, or something. But if he's honest, he doesn't really want to think about the fox and her shenanigans.

He's really watching her relax under his hands. He knows she's been dealing with a lot, between home world, pokemon world, and then here. That's a lot to deal with, and she had no support in one of them. His heart skipping a beat at her soft gasp after the knot was gone. His other thumb working at a similar one on the other shoulder. Trying to relax those shoulders that always seemed so tense.

He doesn't react negatively. The accidental brush making him shiver, despite the warm water. But the deliberate move makes his breath hitch. "Enjoying it?" He asks, keeping his tone low, a hint of a smile in it.

Bo-Katan just chuckles softly at that and is happy to let the subject of the Fox drop. She’s much more interested in what Din’s hands are doing anyway. She lets out another breathy sigh as he works on her other shoulder, practically melting under his touch.

He was right in that she’s been through a lot. She hasn’t even told him all of it yet. Yet it’s sweet of him to notice and try to do something about it. Few have cared for her in this manner, and it definitely didn’t go unappreciated.

She hears that hitch though and a green eye opens to peek at him. A mischievous smile on her lips when he asks that question. “Mmm hmm,” she hums in reply. Her foot continuing to move up and down his leg in a sensual fashion. Feeling a warmth starting to build inside her.

“Are you?”

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Din will be there, to listen anytime she wants to tell him more. She's honestly told him more about their people's history on Mandalore already, than most others have. It's definitely appreciated. It's certainly helped change how he though, and more importantly, felt about her.

He feels a warmth grow in him, as he feels her melt under his hands. Helped by the leg rubbing up and down his. Seeing that smile and eye, he huffs and leans down closer. Inches between them.

"I am." He says softly, before leaning back again. Two can play at this game. Finishing the shoulders, he lets his hands slide lower, massaging as they go down her back and sides Working their way down to her hips, before they make their way back north, letting his fingers find their way to massaging the sides and bottom of her breasts. "How's this."

She’s a walking encyclopedia of Mandalorian knowledge, as any Mand’alor should be. Bo-Katan always being happy to share what she knew of her culture with him. And anyone that had a genuine interest. Being able to teach Din was a joy, and him being a listening ear when talking of her past has been a comfort.

When he leans down and says that though, her eyes widen a little followed by a bright grin. Message received, apparently. And then his hands were moving. Her breath catching in her throat when he reached her hips. A shiver then running down her spine when he touched her breasts.

“Yes, more of that, please.”

She even rewards him for his efforts as her toes slide up his inner thigh and down again.

Look, he carried around a toddler for a year plus, with no babysitters he trusted. You try it and see what it does to you.

Best person to end up a room mate with. The covert taught Din a lot. But none of it included what went on on Mandalore, and aside from the basics, not much of the language either. But he's been soaking up what Bo give shim like a sponge. The good and the bad. Helping her, as much as she's helped him.

Oh he definitely caught that caught breath. That leg of hers making a shudder run through him. He's not complaining about the mutual reward. He uses his hand position to pull her up and back against his broad chest. Making his own breath hitch, as he adjusted to the feel of her against him. His hands then lifting to cup and massage her breasts, letting his thumbs brush over her tits. Just enjoying the feel of her against him, in his hands.

Eventually letting one hand work south again, swirling a finger around her belly button, before continuing south.

That he did, Bo-Katan had seen him with Grogu and how he spent so much time taking care of him. It was endearing and she tried to help him when she could. She has grown fond of Grogu herself and he seemed to take a liking to her. Though Din did need time to himself sometimes. And while she was certain he missed the little boy, he had that time now. And it was being well spent at the moment in her opinion.

She too thought that he was the best roommate she could have been put with. They had grown closer and it was encouraging on a level she never had in the previous world. All of which had been culminating to this moment.

There was no resistance when he pulled her to him. Easily settling against his chest and resting her head against him. Her hands now on his thighs. She closed her eyes and relaxed further as he massaged her breasts, causing her to gasp lightly. They were soft, and their average size fit easily in his palms. Her nipples hardening when his thumbs teased them.

Then that hand was moving lower, her belly moving as her breaths quickened. The heat in her core starting to build. Legs parting a little in invitation and anticipation.

It's true, Din's desperately needed time without the kid. Maybe that's why the kid hasn't shown up yet. To give him another chance to find his way without him, much like he did before he rescued him. Fortunately for the current time, it's come back to him quickly, much like riding a speeder. He honestly wouldn't miss this for anything right now.

If Bo had been wondering if Din was even aroused, she'd definitely be able to feel her answer when he pulls her against him. His own arousal growing. For the time being he's ignoring it, however. Focusing on just Bo and how she she feels against him, how she sounds.

The world, even the water they're standing in, fading from his thoughts as Bo becomes the only thing he cares about right now. He lowers his head to be near where her own settled on him. The helmet keeping him from doing anything of course, but she can probably feel his own hot breath escaping the lip of it.

Her breasts feel amazing in his hands, soft under his fingers as he massages them until her tits were hard under his thumbs. Giving the hard tits a gentle squeeze of their own. One hand staying on her breast to keep up it's work, as the other heads lower. That invitation won't have to wait long for it's response, hand easily sliding down between her legs. Cupping his hand over her mound, before sliding his fingers over her sensitive folds. Letting his fingers rub over them, and eventually letting them find her sensitive nub.

Well instead of a speeder, she hoped he would be riding her. His experience was definitely showing and it pleased Bo-Katan. Making her want more.

Like with him, the world was fading away. Her body coming alive in a way it hadn’t in quite some time under his touch. Her head tilting to press her cheek against the cool beskar of his helmet. Feeling the tickle of his warm breath against her neck. It was enough to make the hairs rise on the back of her neck. Making her wonder how his lips would feel on her. But that was a fantasy she would indulge later, right now the rest of him was all that mattered.

When he gently pinched her tits she let out a little squeak, jumping slightly, then laughing for about two seconds. Quickly sobering up as his hand reached between her thighs. And there it was.

His stroking fingers elicited a deep loud gasp of pleasure when they reached her clit. Back arching slightly as a thrill shot up her spine, causing her hips to push back against the arousal she had most certainly felt. Her legs parting a little more to give him better access.

It's probably that experience, that is letting Din keep some mental acuity. Even with a partner moving against him, as aroused as he is.

He's doing it for Bo. After her telling him what she went through, physically and otherwise, at the hands of Pre Vizsla. He said he'd help her relax, this is just an extension of it. Wanting to make her feel good. Giving her a reminder of how sex is supposed to be. How it's supposed to feel.

Her gasp of pleasure, as his fingers stroke her clit makes his heart skip a beat. But it's her hips pushing against him that makes him let out a deep groan of his own. Making him arousal in anticipation as her legs spread wider. But he's not going to ruin this by just taking.

"Want...to keep going?" He asks, finding his voice. His tone a breathy whisper, just loud enough for her ears only, even if they were the only ones here. If she told him no, or reacted negatively, he'd back off the idea. He can just finish her off with his fingers(because it'd be rude to just leave her hanging at this point), and finish himself off afterward.

This is incredibly sweet of him. It doesn’t completely hit her how much so until he says that. Already this far in and he’s asking her if she wants to keep going. Giving her an out despite his own need, which she can definitely feel behind her. It makes tears well up in her eyes for a moment. He wasn’t like the others.

Then in the next moment a fire roars inside her and her right hand shoots up to grasp the back of his helmet. Her left gripping his thigh while her hips rolled, grinding back against him.

“Don’t you dare stop,” she rasps into the side of his helmet. Her voice full of need and desire. That should be answer enough. Yes, she wants to keep going. She wants him.

He wants her, as much she wants him right now. But he's got enough respect, and honor to not just take what he wants. He'll always give an out. There's no honor in just taking what he wants in this situation. It's way better to have her willing.

Which fortunately for both them, she is. Bo's response to his question, gets a strangled gasp out of him, that fades to a guttural groan as his own hips jerk forward towards hers. Stoking his own fire, and making his control waver.

"I don't plan to." He responds once he gets his voice back. His hands moving to grip at her wrists, and pull her hands off as he steps back, only far enough back that he can et go of her hands, and grip her hips to spin her to face him. Then he's quickly, and easily, lifting her into his arms and then moving to set her on the edge of the pool.

One hand remains on her hip, as the other slips between them to guide himself. Letting the tip of his shaft teasingly slide between her fold, even brushing against her clit. Before guiding it to her entrance, and pressing in. His hand shifting to rest on the lip beside her, as he groans as he feels her tightness. Letting his hips roll back and forth, getting deeper inch by inch.

If there was any question in her mind about whether Din was a hot blooded male, it’s gone in an instant. Tempered only by his sense of honor it seems, which she finds extremely attractive. Once he has her obvious willingness to proceed, he quickly takes charge. Which surprises and thrills her at the same time.

Those few words of determination makes her breath catch, and it’s when his strong hands grab her wrists that she knows he’s serious. Green eyes wide with surprise and desire as he spins her around. She wasn’t used to being handled this way, not by anyone, at least not for a long time. But Bo-Katan doesn’t protest or resist, because it’s him and she trusts him.

The way he effortlessly lifts her takes her breath away. Her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, and her arms around his shoulders, as he carries her to the edge of the pool. Only letting go of him as he sits her down again. With her hands bracing herself on the pool’s edge, her legs then spread widely for him. Making it easy for Din to guide himself to his intended destination.

And then, oh stars, he’s there. Bo-Katan’s mouth gapes as she feels him pressing into her. Her body shuddering and followed by a low long moan as he slides in. Toes curling at the sensation. It’s been… a long time, and she’s nearly forgotten what it felt like. She is definitely tight though. While definitely not a virgin, it’s clearly been some time since she’s done this.

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