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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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