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“You said it perfectly,” Din whispered as their foreheads pressed together. He dipped his head down low, drawing Luke into a soft and loving kiss.
It was sweet, chaste, and perfect.
But that wasn’t what Luke wanted tonight. No, with all of Din’s searing touches that left him aching in the past, he wanted more. He wrapped his arms around his neck, deepening the kiss with every bit of knowledge he had gained from kissing him in the past. He nipped at Din’s bottom lip, showing him without words exactly what he wanted.
Din gripped his thighs firmly and gave him just that. He slipped his tongue inside and dominated the kiss in a way that made Luke dizzy. He loved his husband. He loved everything about him. His dry wit, his caring heart, and the way he could make Luke’s body hot with only a few rough touches.
His mind grew fuzzy as Din tugged him closer and his hands roamed over the flesh of Luke’s ass. He squeezed, drawing a soft cry from Luke’s lips.
Din pulled away, a smirk making his way to his lips, “Someone’s eager. I was planning on being soft with you tonight. Gentle and romantic. Is that not what you want, little one?”
Luke wiggled and felt something hard pressing in between his cheeks through his pants. His face burned red and he swallowed thickly, “I-I want everything. I know you’ve been holding back on me, Din, and I don’t want you to feel like I can’t handle it.”
“I wanted to make sure that you were good and ready,” Din caressed his cheek sweetly with a look of pure love in his eyes, “Are you certain that’s what you want? Because once we start, there’s no going back, Cyar’ika.”
Luke glared at him lightheartedly, “I was a Sith Lord, Din. I’ve been trained for combat and to handle pain without batting an eye. I can handle sex.”
Din chuckled in amusement, his eyes sparkling with delight, “Oh but Cyare, this is the exact opposite of pain. This is about pleasure. Something you have no clue about.”
“I have an idea of what it’s supposed to be like,” Luke groused with a pouty huff, “Given what you’ve taught me so far.”
“This is different,” Din pointed out with a sideways smile, “But if you’re so sure.”
“I’m sure.”
Din gripped his chin firmly, forcing Luke to look him dead in the eyes, “Then this is how this is going to go, little one. You’re going to do everything I say.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I punish you. Plain and simple.”
“Punish?” Luke went pale as he thought about the type of punishments Palpatine would dole out. Suddenly his body grew cold, “W-What kind of punishment?”
Din seemed to take notice of his underlying panic and instantly his expression softened. He cupped his cheek and pressed their foreheads together, “Not in the way you’re thinking, Riduur, I would never be so cruel to you.”
Luke relaxed as remembered that Din was not Palpatine. Not even close. His husband would never hurt or abuse him. It was just difficult separating the word punishment from his horrible memories with the Empire. The whip slashing across his back leaving behind scars that he could feel if he ran his fingers along his spine.
“I trust you,” Luke admitted, realizing just how true that was. He never trusted anyone more than Din in his entire life.
“And I’ll prove to you that trust isn’t misplaced,” Din promised as he stroked his cheek, “Now like I said before you’re going to do everything I say but you still have all the power. If I do something you don’t like, you’ll say a safe word.”
“Safe word?”
“It’s a word that when used, I stop what I’m doing immediately. No arguments or complaints. Don’t be afraid to use it, okay?” Din pressed a gentle kiss to Luke’s lips, “And don’t hesitate to tell me if you’re unsure about something. I love you, Luke, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Luke’s heart swelled inside of his chest. Din was doing everything in his power to make him feel comfortable and safe. He couldn’t help but love him even more for it. He smiled like a lovesick dope and pressed a kiss to the corner of Din’s lips, “You could never hurt me…and the safe word is sand.”
Din’s eyes shined with pride, “Are you ready?”
“I’m ready, Din, please…” Now that Luke had seen his husband's face, his lust had grown even more desperate. His eyes, his lips, and his smirk was doing things to him that he was sure was going to be the end of him.
“Then lay still,” Din commanded as his hands pushed Luke’s shirt up and over his head. His eyes darkened upon seeing his bare chest and he leaned down to take a pink nipple into his mouth.
Luke jolted, surprised by the unexpected heat but what happened next shocked him even more.
Din slapped him on the thigh. Not hard enough to hurt but as a warning. Din pulled away but only enough to say with a husky voice, “Don’t you dare move. You move even an inch, I spank you.”
Luke’s cheeks reddened, “B-But what am I supposed to do?”
“I’ll tell you soon,” Din rolled his tongue over the pink nub, drawing a soft moan from Luke, “But for now I’m going to take pleasure in tasting every inch of you. Makers you’re beautiful. So strong…” A calloused hand roamed over Luke’s chest, “So gorgeous. You’re perfect,” his hand teased his other nipple and Din stared as if hypnotized, “I’m going to take my time with you my little brat.”
Luke’s cock was already growing hard in his pants and his breathing quickened, “Din…”
“Don’t. Move,” Din instructed with a growl, “You don’t get to move until I’m done.”
Then he dove in, licking and sucking at Luke’s nipple while teasing the other one by pinching it in between his fingers. And all he could do was lay there and take it. He didn’t stop with just his nipple, he moved upward to leave searing hot open mouth kisses along his neck.
Luke felt hot, needy, and was fully hard at this point. Moans slipped freely from his lips as Din nibbled at his earlobe. He whispered, “That’s right, keep making pretty noises for me. I want to hear them all.”
“Din…” Luke moaned out weakly, “Din, please…”
“Beg all you want but I’m not stopping until I’m finished. You taste so good, I might be getting addicted,” He kissed Luke’s throat and brushed his fingers along the other side, “Should I leave marks here? Let everyone know who you belong to?”
“N-No…” Luke protested weakly.
“But why not?” Din asked as he pressed teasing kisses to his flesh, making it harder and harder not to writhe against the sheets, “I could leave a pretty little mark here and no one will be able to look at you without thinking about the dirty things I did to you. How I claimed you, made you mine.”
“P-Possessive bastard,” Luke hated that the idea made his blood rush.
“I am Mandalorian,” Din stated as he dove downward, sliding his tongue from his navel all the way up to the hollow of his throat, “We’re possessive by nature.”
“Ah ha…”
“So pretty…” His husband commented with blown pupils. He grabbed Luke’s wrists, pinning them to his sides, and went right back to his task. He spent so long kissing, biting, and licking at Luke’s chest that he had lost track of how long. He was helpless to Din’s ministrations as he seemed to devour Luke like a delicious meal and all he could do was groan in pleasure.
He had been so dazed that he didn’t even notice when his pants had been pulled off, exposing his completely naked body for Din to see.
“Fuck,” His husband swore as he stared at him hungrily.
Luke’s cock was completely hard at this point and laying on his stomach while weeping precum. He frowned through his pleasured delirium and huffed, “Why am I the only one naked?”
“Oh? Would you like to see what your husband looks like without his clothes on?” Din asked in a teasing voice, “I’ll take my clothes off but you have to stay perfectly still. Can you do that for me, little one?”
Luke’s mouth watered at the idea of seeing Din naked. He shook his head up and down and practically begged, “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good, Din, just please…”
“Good boy,” Din praised as he slipped off of the bed. He removed his armor, with care like he always did, leaving him in nothing but his flight suit. It felt like torture to Luke. Sweet, sweet torture as he watched every movement with growing desire. Finally, the flight suit came off exposing tanned skin, muscled arms, and a strong chest. His midsection was a little soft but that only fueled Luke’s desperation. His husband slipped off his underwear, giving Luke a delicious view of a thick hard cock.
He wanted it in his mouth, he decided. No, he needed it inside of his mouth.
“Yes, my riduur?” Din smirked, “Your eyes are giving you away.”
“I…I want to try sucking you off,” Luke admitted while licking his lips, “Like you mentioned during the sex talk. Please, I-I just…fuck, you’re so…” He didn’t know the right words to say, his mind felt scrambled while staring at Din’s naked body. He felt out of control with only thoughts full of tasting his husband's growing erection.
“Are you sure you can handle it?” Din approached the edge of the bed, “You’ve never done this before.”
“I want to, please give me permission,” Luke rambled out before he could stop himself.
”Since you begged so sweetly, I’ll allow it,” Din grinned sadistically, “Get on your hands and knees.”
Luke scrambled to obey despite how heavy his body felt. He meant what he said, he wanted to feel the weight of him pressing down on his tongue while he closed his eyes and sucked. But he wasn’t sure how to start, it was his first time after all. He looked up at Din pathetically, as if waiting for more instructions.
“You poor thing,” Din cooed as he ran his fingers through Luke’s hair before tightening it in a harsh grip. He gasped at the feeling but couldn’t find any reason to complain, “Do you need help? Do you need me to feed my cock to you?”
“Y-Yes…” Luke stammered in embarrassment, “Please, Din…”
“Open your mouth, riduur.”
Luke opened his mouth obediently and Din gripped his dick to slide it past his lips.
“Such a good boy,” Din praised as he ran his fingers through Luke’s hair, “Telling me you want to suck my cock like a well paid slut. Is that what you are, Luke? A little slut who just needed a cock inside of him?”
He groaned as Din’s words set a fire that ignited over his skin. He loved every single one. He closed his mouth and without needing any further command, he began to suck. The taste was unexpected but not unpleasant. Knowing Din he must’ve showered beforehand, just in case.
“Yes…” Din groaned, tilting his head back, “Yes, Luke, such a good boy.”
Luke whined as he struggled to take him in deeper. His gag reflex kicked in, making it difficult to swallow him completely. He felt his hair being tugged and he opened his eyes.
Din scolded him, “Only do what you can, little one. We’ll get you trained to be able to take all of me but for now swallow what you can.”
Luke hummed in response and closed his eyes. He could only fit half of Din in his mouth but he was going to do whatever it took to drive the man as crazy as he did Luke. He sucked and swirled his tongue. He knew that probably compared to past partners his technique was sloppy and inexperienced but he was going to make up for it in enthusiasm.
Unexpectedly, he was beginning to enjoy the taste of Din in his mouth. That and the noises coming from his husband was enough to have him drooling around his cock. He didn’t care. Logic and complex thought was all slowly being driven further and further away from him as he eagerly sucked his member like it was a delicious treat. At that moment, it was.
“Gorgeous,” Din breathed out as he reached down to caress Luke’s cheek, “So fucking beautiful. Drooling on my cock like that. Gods, you’re better than my wildest dreams.”
That only spurred Luke on, taking him deeper and moaning as he fixated on his task. He loved it, loved it, loved it. He loved the thought of being the one to bring this kind of pleasure to Din, his husband. He wanted to keep going until his jaw was sore and his tongue was numb. The salty taste of precum leaked onto his tongue and it drove him crazy with need.
Din pulled his cock out, forcing an embarrassing high pitched whine from Luke’s lips.
His husband was breathless and panting, “Behave,” he warned as he tightened his grip on his hair.
Luke was also out of breath but his eyes stayed trained on Din’s hardened erection. His lips were glossy and his breaths were ragged, “Want…” He finally said, “Wanna keep going…please, Din, please…”
“You did well, riduur,” Din’s voice was full of pride, “So well you deserve a reward.”
“Reward?” Luke asked hopefully as he gazed up at his strong warrior husband.
“Yes, little one, a reward,” Din chuckled in amusement, “For you and me.”
“What is it?”
“Lay face down on the bed but keep your ass up. And put your hands behind your back for me, can you do that, little one?” Din asked with a voice rough with lust.
Luke didn’t hesitate. He repositioned himself on the bed, face down with his ass in the air just like instructed. He felt a little vulnerable putting his hands behind his back but he still had some power in the force. That and the safe word. But he was certain he would never need to use it. Din was safety and warmth and everything good in the galaxy.
He congratulated himself on his own self control. He didn’t want to cum too soon and end their time together so soon. So he held back, remaining just on the edge but never tipping over. He was close, more than once, but he just used some unsavory images from his days in the Empire to keep himself at bay.
The bed dipped behind him and he felt Din’s warmth pressing into him. A hand gripped his wrists, binding them together at the small of his back. His husband hummed as his other hand smoothed over Luke’s back, “I’ve only seen glimpses of these scars. I’ve never gotten the chance to see every single one.”
Luke wilted as he realized that his back must be an ugly sight. A mass of raised skin, healed over welts, and scar tissue. He whispered, “I’m sorry you had to see them…”
“My Luke,” Din’s voice was affronted, “You are beautiful, do you understand me?”
“But—”
A hand swatted at one of his ass cheeks, making him jolt forward, and an undignified squeak was torn out of him.
“Say you’re beautiful,” Din snarled, “Now.”
“But the scars—” Luke began but was interrupted by another firm smack to his reddening cheek
“Say it or you’ll be punished,” Din’s voice was sharp, “I will not have my riduur thinking that he’s anything less than perfection.”
“Din…” Luke sobbed out with his cock stiff and tears rolling down his cheeks, “Din please!”
Another spank made his toes curl as pain and pleasure danced together. He almost didn’t want to say it just so Din could keep spanking him. He never thought of pain as pleasurable before but now he was having second thoughts. This was amazing, he decided, but he didn’t want to anger Din. No, he wanted him proud of Luke, just like he was before.
“I-I’m…” Luke hiccuped, “Beautiful…”
“That’s right,” Din’s tone softened as his large hand smoothed his throbbing ass cheeks, “So, so beautiful. Gorgeous and I can’t believe you’re all mine.”
Luke felt Din’s chest bear down on his back as his husband began pressing kisses down the back of his neck. In between kisses he mumbled things like, “sexy” or “beautiful”. And the swell of emotion he felt from those words, and his acceptance of his scars, made him cry just a little bit harder. He had never felt more loved by another person than in that moment and he wanted to give Din everything and anything he had to offer.
He felt Din’s cock fit snugly in between his ass cheeks so he wiggled his hips.
Din stilled and nipped at his skin, “What are you doing, Cyare? Did I give you permission to move?”
“Wanna make you feel good, Din,” Luke replied as he turned his head to the side, “You deserve so much…wanna make you feel as good as I do.”
“Oh, little one, you do make me feel good,” Din said as he moved away but kept his grip on Luke’s wrists, “Hearing you, tasting you, and making you into a desperate little mess makes me feel so, so good. I want to keep going. I want to give you as much pleasure as you can take until you black out from it. I want you to know, Luke, that me doing this, kissing and touching you, isn’t a chore. It’s a treat and I’m gonna savor you for the rest of my life.”
Luke moaned, his words electrifying him in the best of ways.
“Now hold still, little one, and don’t move until I tell you too. Understand?”
He nodded in response.
A sharp smack was delivered to his ass and Din demanded, “I asked you if you understood, little one. I need you to use your words.”
“Y-Yes, sir!” Luke shouted, face wet with tears, and mind so fuzzy he failed to realize exactly what he said.
“Hmm, sir, I like that,” Din’s lips curled into a smirk, “Now hold still.”
Din began sliding his cock in between his cheeks, groaning roughly as he gripped his hip with his free hand, “Look at you, laying there like a good boy and letting me play with you. Just wait, once I’m finished with this then I’m gonna use my tongue.”
“Tongue?” Luke questioned as his mind went blank, the only thing he could think about was that gorgeous cock of Din’s nestled in between his buttocks.
“That’s right, riduur,” Din’s voice grew deeper, “I’m gonna make you spread your perfect ass for me and then I’m gonna devour you. I’ve thought about this so many times, you have no idea. I’ve wanted you in this position since we first met and you saved us. I didn’t even know what you looked like but it didn’t matter. I just wanted you in my bed, just like this.”
Din’s words were filthy, dirty, and naughty and it was driving Luke insane. He was so close to cumming but he didn’t want to so quickly. So he bit his bottom lip and whimpered as he tried to hold back but at this rate one more thrust of Din’s cock could send him over the edge.
“Oh, my poor riduur,” Din tutted, “Do you need to cum?
Dammit, nothing gets past Din apparently. He nodded and swallowed hard, “Yes, I’m trying so hard not too. I don’t want this to end, I wanna keep going for as long as we can.”
“You can cum, my love,” Din reassured, “Just because you cum once it doesn’t mean this ends. Do you wanna know how I know that?”
“H-How?” Luke panted out.
“Because it ends when I say so,” Din snapped his hips forward, “Now cum.”
His body jerked from the force of his orgasm, his eyes widened and he cried out as pure bliss crested over him. Cum stained the sheets beneath him and as it subsided, Luke slumped but Din kept him in place with his strong grip.
“You did so well for me,” Din praised sweetly, “Such a good boy, doing exactly what I tell him too.”
Luke couldn’t even begin to formulate a proper answer. His mind was somewhere in the clouds while his body stayed with Din.
“Now, little one,” Din began, “I’m going to do something we’ll both enjoy and you’re going to stay still for me. Unless…” Din released his wrists and he leaned over, once again pressing his chest against his back, “Do you want to stop? Tell me to stop and I will, can you answer me, my Luke?”
“Please…” Luke was still catching his breath, “Please never stop.”
“Are you certain, Cyar’ika?” Din asked soothingly, “Do not push yourself for something you’re not ready for.”
“I’m ready,” He reassured, as he was cognizant enough to realize that much, “I promise, my riduur.”
“You’re perfect,” Din mumbled in his ear, “Do you know that? You’re so perfect for me, I can’t believe how lucky I am.” He pulled away but it wasn’t long before Din’s touch returned. With Luke’s ass still perched in the air, Din spread his cheeks.
He gasped as he felt a tongue ravish his entrance and his face grew hot, “A-Ah!”
Din growled and wrapped his arms around Luke’s hips to lock him in place. His husband showed him no mercy, using his tongue like a tool to draw loud needy moan’s from his lips. He gripped the sheets tightly with white knuckles and words spilled from his lips that he wasn't sure were coherent.
“Yes! Din! Makers! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Ngh…o-oh…” He found himself rocking into him like a desperate slut. The sensations were overwhelming and nothing like he had ever felt before. Then again, all of his first times with Din were like that. A part of him, a distant part, was angry. He had gone most of his life never experiencing such bliss and now that he had discovered it with the man he loved, he was cursing the universe for not giving it to him sooner.
Din took his time. He seemed to be in no hurry to finish his meal.
And Luke enjoyed every second of it, so much so that he didn’t notice a finger sliding inside. Not until it began thrusting in and out in a smooth glide.
Din pulled away and without needing to look at him, Luke knew that he was smug. Smug about the fact that only he could bring this kind of pleasure to Luke and he’s the only one who has. Luke has never had another sexual partner but he doubted it could ever be this good with another. Din was a Mandalorian and never did anything half-assed.
Apparently that applied to sex as well.
“You’re taking me so well, Luke,” Din’s raspy voice pointed out, “Then again we’ve only started with one finger. Do you want another?”
“Y-Yes…” Luke answered without a second thought. He didn’t care if it hurt. Everything with Din so far has been mind blowing and he wasn’t going to let a little bit of pain stop him.
Din worked in a second finger, “We’re only doing two for now. I’ll add more when I grab the lube. I’m gonna make sure that you’re nice and prepared to take me. Wouldn’t you like that, riduur? To be able to take your husband's cock?”
It didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would. It didn’t hurt at all. It just felt a little strange as an experience he wasn’t used to.
“Yes, yes…” Luke pressed his forehead against the sheets, “Makers, I want that so bad…”
“Have you thought about it?” Din inquired as he skillfully pushed his fingers in and out of Luke’s puckered hole, “Me fucking you? We haven’t been together long but I’ve thought about it. Every single time you behaved like a brat,” he crooked his fingers and Luke’s vision whited out. He cried out, his own dick fully hard once again, but Din didn’t stop talking, “But now that you’re mine, I’m never letting you go. For the rest of my life I’m going to discover all the ways I can bring you pleasure so that you won’t even think of looking at anyone else.”
“D-Din!”
“That’s right, riduur, scream my name,” Din’s voice dripped with desire, “And tell me, have you thought about it?”
“Y-Yes…” Luke was practically drooling again at this point, “Yes! Many times!”
Din slapped his ass and Luke let out a filthy groan. He rubbed his hand over the reddening mark, “Yeah? That so? Before we got married you thought about your future husband fucking you until you couldn’t walk? God’s you’re so pretty, if I’m not careful I might forgo stretching you and just slide my dick right in.”
“Do it…” Luke goaded as he backed into his fingers, “Do it, please!”
His husband slapped his ass again, “Patience, little one. You’ll get my cock soon enough.”
“Din…” Luke sobbed out with tears of desperation running down his cheeks. His cock was painfully hard and wanted, no needed, relief. He begged, “Din, please…more.” He was ready for it. So, so ready for it. His body had gotten used to Din’s thick fingers and he wanted to finally experience his husband's large cock stretching his virgin hole.
It was strange how no amount of torture could ever make Luke buckle, bend, or truly break. But nothing prepared him for the type of pleasure Din could bring to him and he wanted more of it. He was already greedy for it and there was no going back.
“Tsk, tsk…” Din tutted, “Am I going to have to teach you patience? Hmm…maybe another time. We are in a rebel base after all and when this is all over, I’m gonna teach you how to be the perfect slut for me. But for now, I’m gonna give you what you want.”
“Thank you, sir,” Luke felt excitement stir inside of him, “Thank you, riduur.”
Din removed his fingers, leaving him feeling empty and wanton, “Look at that, you do know how to use your manners. Good boy.” He quickly retrieved the lube from the bedside table and returned to the bed, “Now I want you to lay on your back for me.”
It took effort as he was feeling sluggish in his movements but he obeyed. His husband grabbed a pillow, lifted up Luke’s hips and settled it underneath. Luke could see his face once again and his handsome features. He was now grateful for the change as he could see the dark animalistic lust in his eyes, making Luke feel a strange mixture of lust and happiness.
His husband wanted him. His husband loved him. No other person in Luke’s life had ever brought such an indescribable feeling of joy or made him feel so complete. His emotions must’ve given him away because Din’s eyes softened and his hand roamed up and down the ex-sith’s right thigh, “Are you ready, riduur?”
He nodded, more certain now than ever before, “Yes.”
Din opened up a packet that must’ve been the lube. He spread it all over his fingers, the ones he had used to open Luke up earlier, and then pushed in three fingers. He quickly worked them in and out while speaking with reverence, “That’s right, gorgeous, just a little bit longer and then I’ll give you everything you want.”
“Thank you, riduur,” Luke moaned, “Y-You’re so good to me.”
“You deserve everything,” Din mumbled as he scissored and thrusted his fingers, “I’m gonna give you everything. You deserve to be worshipped and fucked like the good boy you are, my Luke.”
“O-Oh, fuck…” If Din kept speaking like that then this was going to be painfully short once again.
Din slipped out his fingers and then coated his dick in lube. Luke shivered as he felt the tip of his large member pressing at his entrance, “Alright, love, it’s time. Let me know if it hurts, okay?”
If Din didn’t get inside of him in the next ten seconds, he was going to scream.
“Yes, riduur,” He replied, trying to exercise that patience his husband was going on about.
Luke let out a strangled noise as he felt the stretch of his body making room for something large and thick. His eyes widened and despite the preparation he did feel a slight sting. He felt fingers slide through his and interlocking and he looked over to see Din holding his prosthetic hand.
“There we go, look at how well you’re doing. You take me so well, my Luke. You’re perfect, gorgeous, you were made for me,” Din groaned as his voice became husky, “You’re so warm, riduur…fuck, I could stay here forever. You’re gonna make me addicted to this, aren’t you? But isn’t that what you want, pretty boy? You want me desperate like this, all for you, just so I can keep you stuffed full of my cock at all times, isn’t that right, my pretty little husband?”
Luke knew that Din was talking just so he could distract him from the pain but it worked a little too well. As his husband pushed inside of him, making him feel completely and utterly full, until he had taken every inch, Luke was struggling not to cum just from his words alone.
But the words, ‘pretty little husband’ sent him right over the edge and he screamed as he came a second time.
Din smirked, his eyes lighting up with delight, “Oh? Did I push you a little too hard, little one?”
Luke knew that he must’ve looked like a mess. Wet cheeks, glossy eyes, and his hair mussed.
“I-I’m sorry…” Luke whined, his stomach was now sticky with cum, “I’m sorry, riduur.”
“You came without my permission,” Din shook his head in disappointment, “You’ve cum two times now and I haven’t even cum once. How will you make it up to me, little one?”
“Use me,” Luke felt his cock twitch at the thought, “Use me, riduur. Use my body, please. I wanna make it up to you, I’m sorry. I’ll be a good boy and I’ll take it, I’ll be so good for you and let you use me however much you want,” the filthy words spilled out of his mouth before he could stop himself and he couldn’t find it in him to be ashamed. He didn’t care. So far he liked being Din’s little slut and he abandoned all sense of embarrassment. He was Din’s now. Mind, body, and soul.
“Is that what you want?” Din’s gave a teasing little thrust, making Luke moan weakly despite overstimulation, “For me to use you however I want?”
“Yes!” Luke wailed out, his cock slowly hardening a third time, “Yes, yes, please! I’ll do anything!”
“Very well,” Din agreed, “But you’re not allowed to touch that pretty cock of yours. It’s mine and I’ll decide if you deserve to cum a third time, agreed?”
“Yes, riduur…” Luke’s head jerked with the force of his nod, “Agreed.”
Without another word, Din began to move. Settling for a punishing pace and all Luke could do was lay there and take it. But as the pain subsided and he quickly adjusted to the feeling, pleasure came in waves. He moaned loudly, probably loud enough for the entire base to hear. He didn’t care. Nothing else mattered in that moment.
Din laughed cruelly, “This is supposed to be for my enjoyment but you seem to be enjoying it too, riduur.”
“F-Fuck…o-oh gods…” Luke’s body hummed with ecstasy as his mind grew blank. There was nothing else but thoughts of Din, “Yes, yes, yes!”
“Look at that,” Din groaned as sweat rolled down his chest. Luke wanted to lick it off, “Your dick’s hard all over again. That didn’t take much, now did it? Then again, I didn’t expect anything less from a gorgeous little slut like you.”
It was true. Luke was once again fully hard with his cock slapping against his stomach from the force of Din’s thrusts. He began to babble, “Thank you, riduur! Your cock is so amazing! I love it! I love you! Love you so much! N-Never want anyone else, just you…”
“Hmm…I love the way you talk,” Din praised in between moans, “But I want to see something.” He reached forward with two fingers and instructed with a growl, “Suck.”
Luke welcomed the fingers and eagerly sucked them like he would Din’s dick. He groaned and swirled his tongue around the digits like he was being paid to do it. It muffled his desperate cries and he could see the darkening lust in his husband's eyes.
“Fuck, look at you…” Din snapped his hips, driving his cock into Luke harshly, “I’ve never seen anything more gorgeous. You’re gonna be the death of me.”
He shoved his fingers deeper, causing Luke to gag but he didn’t protest. Not once. Instead he breathed through his nose and he swallowed them obediently. He whined pathetically when Din took them out, leaving a trail of Luke’s saliva over his chin.
“Use me, use me, use me…” Luke repeated over and over again, back arching and voice rough from screaming.
“Who do you belong to?” Din snarled, “Say it!”
“You! You! I belong to you!”
“Who does this belong to?” Din wrapped his hand around Luke’s hard member.
“My husband! My riduur!” Luke cried as a fresh batch of tears stung his eyes.
“Good boy…” Din leaned forward and claimed his mouth in a filthy kiss that was a clash of lips and tongue. Luke tried his best to keep up but he couldn’t. His mind was muddled and his strength was sapped. His husband didn’t seem to mind though as he dominated his mouth the same way he did with every other part of his body.
Din broke the kiss and crested his lips over the hollow of Luke’s throat, “Are you ready to cum again?”
“I-I…” Luke was overwhelmed as he wrapped his arms around Din, holding him close, “May I? Please, please, please…”
Din moved his arms around Luke, lifting him up onto his lap with impressive strength, and practically seated the ex-Sith on his cock. Din held him upright, making him feel every inch of his dick inside of him. It was deeper, deeper than before, and Luke had tossed his head back as a scream of ecstasy tore out of him.
“Gods, the sounds you make…” Din, the teasing bastard, ghosted his lips along Luke’s jaw, “I could spend hours listening to them.”
“Din…Din…” Luke repeated over and over again with the tip of his cock leaking precum.
“My riduur, I’m close,” Din whispered in his ear, “Do you want me to fill you up with cum until it’s dripping out of you? Tell me that’s what you want and I’ll give it to you.”
“Yes,” Luke nodded eagerly, “Yes, please. I want that. I want you to cum inside of me. Please! I need it!”
With one strong arm holding him in place, Din slipped his hand in between them and began stroking Luke’s cock. He pressed their foreheads together and he groaned, “Then cum for me and I’ll give you what you want.”
Luke didn’t need to be told twice. He came again, for the third time, and Din’s body tensed as he climaxed with him. He felt it. Din’s cum filling him and knowing that only made his body shake harder, his toes curl, and his shout that much louder.
By the time he was finished, he was ragged. His voice was hoarse and he couldn’t hold on to Din any longer. His husband lowered him back onto the bed gently and he pressed a kiss to his forehead as he slipped his cock out of Luke’s abused hole.
“You did so good for me,” Din whispered lovingly, “You did so, so good for me. You’re amazing, perfect, and everything I could ever want.”
Luke couldn’t answer. His mind was far too detached from his body at the moment and all he could do was try and catch his breath.
Din chuckled in amusement as he cupped his cheek, “Poor thing. Let me get you cleaned up.”
Luke would have protested his husband leaving for the refresher if he could form a coherent thought. His eyelids were heavy, much like his aching body, and before he knew it they slipped shut.
By the time Din returned with a wet rag, Luke was fast asleep.