Lilo's Loft

You dragged him to the couch "if I don't eat soon I am going to pass out" you groan as you drag him to the couch. He holds you in his lap as the two of your lean back against the couch as he starts the first horror flick. You munch on the pizza while the two of you make jokes about the movie. "These things always start with teenagers who look like 30 somethings going on some kind of vacation and getting stuck on the side of the road after having some kind of bad interaction with the yocals." you comment as the soon to be final girl laughs with her boyfriend. "Hahaha I won't lie this is not the worst remake of the Massacre franchise" he says with his arm snuggly wrapped around your hips as you sit in his lap.

After eating more than half the pizza with Jack eating about half you lean your head back onto his chest with a satisfied sigh and you finish chugging your strawberry soda. He finishes his beer just as the *teens* enter the house of the murder family. You actually jump at the first jump scare making Jack chuckles and holds you close as you hide your face in his chest. "hahahaha did you actually get scared from that?" he asks with a cocky smile. You look up at him as you move to straddle his lap "No I just wanted to get closer to you so I could do this." You wrap your arms around his neck to kiss him deeply, and grind your hips down against his. He possessively gropes at your rear and moans against your lips. You bite his lower lip teasingly making him forget that there ever was a movie playing. He rubs up your back letting his hands explore your curves leaving him breathless as you rock your hips against him. You kiss the corner of his mouth as you move along his jaw line as you hear his moans start to go up an octave. You tenderly nip at his jawline as you increase the speed of your grinding, you feel Jack's large hands start to push up your dress to grope at your plush thighs. You lick along his neck to suck on his earlobe before nibbling on it delicately. As you suck on his earlobe you hear it.

It was so quick that if you hadn't been so close you wouldn't have heard it. Jack whimpered. You nibbled his ear lobe as forced your hips down harder causing Jack's eyes to roll back and his hands twitch as they hold onto your hips for dear life. "Oh- oh baby -ple-ahh-please don't staahp plea-aahh- please" he continues to whimper as you start to run your hands through his dirty blond hair making you chuckle at the way his hands are twitching along your hips. His own hips start to buck up against yours soft hips. As he continues to buck his hips against yours he moves to bury his face into your neck before moving down to whine and whimper into your chest begging you for more.

"That's it Jack, doing so good for me aren't you" you gently praise as his hips start to stutter under yours. He nibbles at your neck trying to hold back his whines as he moves his arms to wrap around your waist to keep you from moving away, wanting nothing more than to keep receiving that delicious friction you were causing. He felt like he was losing his mind. The way you smelled, your soft supple flesh grinding against his body, your lips kissing and biting along his neck and jaw, and your voice. "Use your words Jack, don't you wanna be my good boy?" you whisper into his ear as you grind your hips in a circle against his. At your words his hips stutter again as he whines "Ye- yes-yes I wannahh be your ah ah good boy please" you smile as you feel him sucking a hickey into your neck. "So good for me, I love when you hold me like this, feel so good. This is where you belong, right here, under me. Isn't that right Jack. My good boy deserves to be right here under me?" At you praise and teasing Jack is helpless as he whine and nods his head against your neck whimpering "Yes yes I deserve it." You seductively scratch at his scalp as he continues to try to bite back his moans at the feeling of your soft body and your teasing. "What do you deserve? What does my sweet boy deserve?"

"I deserve this, I deserve to c-ahhh I'm gonna" Jack whimpers as tears almost start to well up in his beautiful eyes. "It's okay, look at me Jack let me see your eyes" you smile at him as he looks up at you. His breathing is erratic and shallow, his eyes watery as his pupils are blown wide as he bites down hard on his lip. You tilt his head up to look into your eyes, "There he is my good boy, it's okay you deserve this. Keep your eyes on me, keep those beautiful eyes on me. Yes baby just like that" you cradle his face in your hands, as you stroke his cheeks as he breath hitches and his hips start to stutter "I'myourgoodboyI'myourgoodboyI'myooourrrs" his whimper turns to a guttural groan as his lust reaches its climax.

Jack slowly starts to come down as you cradle his face into you chest as you gently rock him as he hold you tightly whimpering into you. "There's my good boy, oh you did so good for me, so sweet for me. My sweet boy, there there. You did so good, I'm so proud of you. You did so good." You whisper into his ear while stroking his hair. Jack's breathing is starting to even out when he finally looks up at you "I- um I've never" you chuckle lightly as you smile at him "No don't be embarrassed that was the hottest thing I have ever seen" you lean down to kiss his lips tenderly. He smiles up at you with a slight blush dusting his cheeks as he tilts his head "Really?" you smile and nod as he refuses to let you go. "Absolutely, I mean who knew Big Bad Rock Star Jack has a praise kink" you joke as he laughs and knocks his head against your arm making you two laugh before being startled by a blood curdling scream from the movie. You both burst out laughing again as Jack looks up at you "Well to be honest I wouldn't be opposed to doing that again except maybe in a bed, right after I change out these now very ruined jeans." he chuckles. "Anything that gets you out of those jeans I am definitely a fan of" you wink at him. Jack rolls his eyes back and moans as he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder and practically running up the stairs to his room with you giggling the whole way. "Jack you're not being my good boy" you joke as he gently smacks your rear making your hiccup over a laugh as he almost growls "Well I'm gonna make you my good girl tonight."

FIN

When you first opened the door, his jaw almost fell through the floor. How was someone so beautiful and adorable at the same time. You were wearing a spaghetti strap tank top, plaid pajama bottoms and fuzzy slippers. He vaguely remembers his mother mentioning that she had become friends with a new neighbor but he had no idea she meant you. When you got up to leave he couldn't help himself but watch you leave and wow. He must've been staring again because his mother quickly smacked him before giving him an amused look. "You've got a bit of drool on your chin" she whispered. He quickly wiped his chin just in case to look over at his mother. "I wasn't drooling" he rolled his eyes before crossing his arms and looking back at his mother. "When you told me you were friends with your new neighbor you didn't mention she looked like that" he motioned to you as you moved around the kitchen. Evelyn chuckled before telling him "Well if you like her so much then talk to her, she is single, but word of advise maybe don't stare at her so much."

He sighed before turning to see you emerging from the kitchen, a bowl of popcorn in one hand and a mug of cocoa for him. You smiled as you handed the mug to him. "Hope you like it, it's a secret recipe" your fingers gingerly brush his as you continue to smile down at him. Your fingers are so soft he is hesitant to let go. You laugh when he realizes he was holding your hand before you walk back to the couch. You and his mom share the popcorn and continue to watch your show for a few more moments before Evelyn stands up. "I am just so tired. I'm gonna head to bed but you two can continue without me. I'm just gonna go upstairs put on my audiobook and call it a night." Before anyone can respond she turns to him and winks.

(Your POV)

You were confused, "Evy are you okay?" you ask genuinely concerned. She simply smiles and nods, "Oh I'm fine, you two should stay and maybe get to know each other. I'm just gonna go to bed" she smiled. before disappearing upstairs with a quiet giggle. You continue to look confused before Jack looks over at you. "I'm sorry for staring at you earlier. Its just that when mom said she was friends with her new neighbor, well you just weren't what I expected" he said scratching the back of his neck with a blush. You giggle looking over at him, "Is that bad thing or-?" he quickly looks up shaking his head "No no no you just- you're- I mean you're just so much younger than I thought and you're so beautiful and-" he sighs looking down feeling embarrassed. You giggle again "Well um thank you., you're not too bad yourself even with the bed head" you joke making him scoff "I'll have you know this hair style/ this look is a big hit with the ladies" you chuckle as you cross your legs and turn to look at his directly as you moved closer to him. "Oh yeah I'm sure" you joke. "And I'm sorry I forgot my fuzzy slippers before coming back" he laughed making you scoff and playfully hit his arm. "Ow you can't hit me in my mothers house." He laughed before you pretended to hit him again making him grab your wrists as the two of you laugh as the two of you play fight with you on the couch and him still in the arm chair.

He holds your wrist loosely before delicately puling you closer leaning down to you. Your faces are so close as you stop laughing and your breath hitches at how close he suddenly is. He looks into your eyes before letting his sparkling blue eyes flicker quickly down to your lips. You bite your lip as you stare into his eyes. "Jack I-" but before you can finish your sentence he gently presses his lips to yours. The kiss is soft and timid as he continues to hold your wrists bringing them to his chest. He lets go of your wrists as you start to hold onto his old band T-shirt as he moves his large hands to cradle your face, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. His thumb delicately strokes your cheek as he softly licks your lower lip with his tongue. You pull back from the kiss with a sigh, before giggling. You quickly stand "I'm just gonna go shower" you say quickly walking up the stairs. The shower does little to make you forget how Jacks lips felt against yours, or the way he looked into your eyes before he leaned in, or how big yet nimble his hands were as he held your wrists so close to his chest. You leave the shower with your head still spinning as you walk to Evelyn's guest room.

You had just crawled into the bed now wearing a silk night gown and reading a book with nothing but the bedside lamp on when there is a quiet knock on the door. You look up to see Jack. His hair is now wet, he is wearing a white long sleeve shirt and a pair of grey sweats. "Can I come in?" you smile at him nodding as he walks into the room, his long legs making quick work of walking to your bedside. You smile at him as he stands feeling slightly awkward, before you chuckle and move your blankets back looking up at him expectantly. "Well what are you waiting for?" He smiles as he climbs into bed with you, "See I like this hair style better" you say as you run your hands through his damp blonde hair. "How? I look like a wet rat?" he says sarcastically "True but a very cute wet rat" you mock as he leans down wrapping his long arms around you and tickling your sides "Oh yeah? Oh yeah? Am I still a wet rat?" he chuckles into your neck as you laugh. He then moves your legs effortlessly into his lap to kiss your lips. You wrap your arms around his neck as he starts to caress your legs and softly grope your thighs. You sigh as he deepens the kiss, moving his hands to hold your hips to keep you close and in his arms. You run your fingers through his hair causing him to sigh contently when you gently scratch the nape of his neck.

You pull back "Okay lover boy, I need to sleep or else I'll turn into an evil monster in the morning." He chuckles, moving to tuck you into his side and wrapping a possessive arm around your waist as he closes his eyes. "Whatever my woman wants" he quips over a yawn making you giggle as he cuddles you closely. He grabs your hand and places it on his heart, and kisses the top of your head before raising your hand to tenderly kiss your knuckles. "And what if I wanted to sleep alone?" you ask looking up at him making his scoff. "And why would my woman want to sleep without her boyfriend?" you quietly laugh out loud shaking your head. "And what if I don't want a boyfriend?" you ask looking up at him poking his chin with your nose. He opens his eyes and looks down at you with a smug smirk, "Well then you shouldn't have had such kissable lips, sparkling eyes and a beautiful smile" he moves his hand to lift your chin to give you final kiss. You smile into the kiss before cuddling closer to him as he starts to softly rub your back and hum you to sleep.

You and Jack wake up the next morning to Evelyn smirking at you both as she holds her cup of coffee. "Well I see you two got well acquainted last night. You two lovebirds going to come down for coffee or are you just going to stay up here snuggling all day?" you both groan as you snuggle into each other to get away from Evelyn's amused gaze. She simply chuckles all the ay down the stairs and into the kitchen leaving you two beyond embarrassed.

"Um excuse me! You're taking my sweatshirt." You say looking up, feeling annoyed at the large man who looks down at you in shock as if he wasn't even aware of your presence. You are both now holding onto the sweatshirt as the giant speaks "Oh! Where did you come from!" You roll your eyes at his shock, "Your hand is on my sweatshirt" you say looking up at him. He looks down to see that while his hand is holding the top of the hanger with the sweatshirt your much smaller hand is holding the sleeve making him smile. "Oh my apologies liebling" he responds before handing you the sweatshirt and reaching above you to grab the same sweatshirt that is folded on top of the rack. You nod and huff a bit at the weight of the sweatshirt. "It's no problem, um thank you" you say before gathering the large sweatshirt and starting to turn to walk away before he asks "Would you like help with that schatz?" he asks with a smug look.

"No no I have it thank you" you're not sure why the large man is staring at you so intently. Before he moves to simply grab the sweatshirt out of your arms, "Please the sweatshirt is much too big for you, why would someone as tiny as you even need a sweatshirt this size?" He asks holding both of your sweatshirts in his strong arms. You sigh "I really don't need your help, I can carry my own sweatshirt. And I just like the sweatshirt, so what?" He nods leaning against the rack still leaned down towards you smiling at your annoyance. "I understand that but you are in a big and tall men's store. I am a big and tall man, and you are a very short and small woman" he moves his free hand that isn't holding both of your sweatshirts to emphasize his point.

You release an annoyed huff scrunching up your face making him wave his hand towards you again "See! You are far too cute and small to have a sweatshirt that fits me" you roll your eyes at his comment and the excitement in his voice, but you can't help but release a slight giggle at his comment. He smiles as your giggle "And you emphasize my point again; cute." You continue to giggle before responding. "And why does it matter to you what size sweatshirt I chose to buy with my own money" you ask crossing your arms and lifting your chin up at him. Making the smile on his lips widen "I just can't help imagining how adorable you would look in this sweatshirt, especially it was mine." Causing you to roll your eyes again "Must you roll those beautiful eyes at me?" he says while staring down at you dreamily.

Feeling confused at his question, you feel heat start to rise to your cheeks as he leans even closer to you. Your stunned into silence as he grins down to you, "What do you think you're doing?" you ask biting your lip as you look up at him, unable to ignore just how handsome he is especially with the confidence he is exuding. "I think I am asking the adorable woman who is clearly in the wrong store out to coffee next door. Where we can negotiate sharing this sweatshirt, what do you say engel?" you giggle as he smiles down at you. "And why should I say yes? Considering I could just buy the sweatshirt myself, then go buy myself coffee and call it a day" you ask playfully as you place your hands on your hips effectively putting your curves on display. You are not oblivious to the way he eyes your body, before coming back to your eyes and standing up to his full height and grinning down at you, noticing how you eye him up, appreciating his large form.

You're now both locked into a heated staring match before you huff and say "Fine, I'll let you buy me coffee but I am buying this sweatshirt." you grab the sweatshirt from his arms and walk to the register with him following close behind you like the cat that ate the canary, watching your ass as you sway to the front of the store.

He hold the door for you walking out of the store and then into the coffee shop. He buys your coffee and pulls the chair out for you to sit down before sitting across from you and smiling at you. "I was only looking for a sweatshirt and here I found a sweatshirt and the most be alluring and adorable tiny woman in the world, now will you please tell me why you of all people were in a store made for me" you giggle at his flirtation. "Listen I just like big sweatshirts, their comfy and cozy, and I may or may not like how they make me feel small and delicate." you respond slightly embarrassed with how deeply he is looking into your eyes. He smirks "Well you could just be my girlfriend and then you could have access to all the large clothes your little heart could ever want" you burst out laughing at that.

One Year Later

You had woken up early and stolen your boyfriend's sweatshirt as he lay still passed out in your shared bed, exhausted from your fun the night prior. You still wondered where yours had disappeared to, strangely enough after the two of you moved in together it just went missing. You move to the couch now in your favorite sweatshirt and nothing else looking for something to watch when your large boyfriend walks in wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants. "Good morning handsome" you smile as König moves towards you rubbing his eyes before smiling groggily at you and easily picking you up making you giggle. He sits down now holding you in his lap and nuzzling his face into you neck. "Good morning liebling, why did you leave, I woke up missing my sweet hase and you weren't there" he says delivering a playful nibble to you earlobe. "I literally left you alone in bed for less than 5 minutes" you retort as his large hands start to roam you body. You turn so he is now almost holding you bridal style on the couch with your arms wrapped around his neck, allowing his access to your lips.

"Mmmm" he groans against your lips as his hands start to move up your legs and grope your thighs. You gently bite at his bottom lip making growl and pinch your thigh making you yelp. He takes the opportunity to invade your mouth with his tongue to taste you, distracting you from his hands wandering between your thighs making you moan. He whispers "Mmm no panties, my naughty little engel." You giggle before turns to a whine as his long fingers move to tickle your inner thighs, moving farther upward. König continues to kiss the corner of your lips, along your chin before biting and sucking along the column of your neck, teasing you by moving away from where you needed him most to groping at your hips. "König please" you moan wiggling in his grasp, making him chuckle against your neck. "What's wrong, doesn't mein schatz like when I play with her tiny body like this" you whine as he moves his hands along your soft curves under the large sweatshirt "The only problem, is this massive sweatshirt, although don't get me wrong. You look absolutely delectable in my clothes, you look even better in nothing at all." You whine as he gently sucks at the sensitive spot behind your ear before moving his large palm up your his sweatshirt to gently massage your breast. You tilt your head back and release a desperate gasp of "God I love this sweatshirt," König laughs before leaning his head up to look in your eyes "So do I, especially when it's on the floor." He quickly pulls the sweatshirt off of your body leaving you bare on the couch for his eyes and hands to feast upon, "Much better" he grins, licking his lips at his view of your figure.

Deciding it best to cut your celebration short, you decide it's better for you to just go back to the inn and lay low until the Mandalorian decides to leave the planet. You just about made it to the exit when, "WoOhOo!!!!" Suddenly 10-12 pirates start running and stumbling around the bar shouting, shooting off their blasters, and flipping tables before they started attacking people. The Mandalorian stands from his seat with the child to start returning fire when he is shot, causing to fall over the table, knocking down the child. Upon hearing the child's cries, your heart breaks, this is no place for a small little baby. You start to crawl towards the child to make sure he wasn't injured. Unfortunately at that moment one of the pirates seeing the child starts to run towards him, seeing this you jump up and shoulder check him, before taking out your stun ray and knocking him unconscious. You move quickly rushing through the pirates, zapping two more of them out cold to get to the child, to make sure he was safe.

The Mandalorian had managed to come to before taking out 6 of the pirates with trained swiftness. He was now wresting with 2 of the pirates when you managed to get to the child, the adorable little one looked up at you with his big bright eyes before lifting his arms for you to hold him. You gently scoop him up when you hear a menacing chuckle, you turn to see one of the pirates has gotten loose, he lifts his blaster towards the child. Your instincts kick into overdrive as you scream "No!" turning your body to protect the child causing you to take the blast to your left flank. You cry out as you fall to the ground still trying to protect the child. The Mandalorian makes quick work of putting down the remaining pirates before running to your side. You look up into the Mandalorian's visor whispering "is the child unharmed?" you ask moving the child into his view before passing out.

You awake several hours later at your inn with a med pack healing your wound. You groan in pain as you move to sit up, you gasp seeing the Mandalorian watching you rest as he holds the child in his arms. "I suppose I should thank you for not leaving me for dead at the tavern" you snark before looking at the child who smiles and waves to you. You gently smile back before he giggles and launches himself to you, you quickly catch him ignoring the searing pain in your side. "I see you were unharmed little one, thank the force" you smile down at him. The Mandalorian quietly observes the interaction confused as to why Grogu had become so enamored with you so quickly, giggling as you cooed at him.

"It is I who should be thanking you for protecting Grogu" he commented. You grinned at him, "Well if you really want to show your thanks, you could help me off world. After what happened at the tavern, some unwelcomed attention will have been attracted to this planet. And let's just say I'm not looking to run into any bounty hunters," he tilts his head as if advising you to explain. You simply roll your eyes and say "Look there may or may not be a fob out there with my chain code on it....... and I may or may not have been declared a thief by the new republic after stealing some fleets and weapons from them and selling them to a small nation to defend themselves against the new republic" you shrug as if it made perfect sense. He simply stares at you before sighing and agreeing to your terms.

---------------That was months ago --------------

Cut to the present where Din is working on some small repairs to the Razor Crest outside in the grassy plains as you walk out with Grogu on your hip. You're wearing a jumpsuit with the sleaves pulled down, wrapped around your hips, and a small white top. "We're starving, we're gonna make a quick supply run into town and also grab some food? You want anything?" You ask making sure that you have all your credits in your bag not noticing the way Din watches you move while holding Grogu. Noticing he is characteristically silent as always you roll your eyes "Fine since you refuse to speak I won't bring you back any Tiingilar" hearing this his head snaps up to look at you making you laugh "Ha gotcha! We'll be back in a bit" You meander through town picking up things here and there, keeping an eye on Grogu making sure he didn't *accidently* pick things up with the force. You have no idea where he got his little knack for taking things that didn't belong to him, you think as you steal some Cassius tea and cookies. You manage to return to the Razor Crest with Grogu, your spoils (some of which you did actually pay for), the Tiingilar as well as the Cassius tea and cookies. Seeing the Din had just finished his repairs, releasing a satisfied sigh.

Din's POV

"Lucky for you they had Tiingilar, I even managed to scrounge up some Cassius tea and cookies. You go inside and eat, I'll stay out here with Grogu." You comment as you let Grogu down to let him frolic in the grass and enjoy the suns, while you lay down in the grass as well. Din still holding the food, stares towards you noticing how to the sun reflects on your skin, how your white top did barely anything to hide your curves, you looked like a Diathim. He had to physically tear his eyes away from you to go to the Razor Crest to eat and get away from the goddess watching his adopted son. He still isn't sure when it happened maybe when you first put yourself between Grogu and a blaster without thinking, maybe it was your charm, maybe it was the way Grogu was so enamored with you, maybe it was the fact that you were the most beautiful woman in all of the galaxies, maybe it was the way you had such a vast understanding of Mandalorian culture and never once made jokes about his creed. Either way these last few weeks traveling with you have been both a blessing and a curse.

You were constantly doting on him and Grogu making sure they both ate, and were well taken care of. Never hesitating to put yourself in danger to protect himself and Grogu. Always being so helpful whether it was patching up his wounds from battle, charming your way out of any situation you found yourself in, tending to Grogu and even helping him with his training. He simply can't deny it, you just fit so perfectly into his and Grogu's lives, almost as if you were the missing piece, expanding their clan of two to three. He couldn't help but replay the visual of you laid out in the grass, sighing seductively, enjoying the suns, your glow, your eyes, your supple lips, the unmarked expanse of your neck, your soft breas- "Are you finished eating in there? The moons are coming out and the temperature is starting to drop" you voice echos in the cabin, causing him to put the now empty container in the incinerator to open the hanger door to see you smirking with a now tired Grogu in your arms.

He gets ready to sleep feeling exhausted from all his time in the sun when Grogu begins to fuss. He sighs beginning to move to Grogu's new makeshift bed when you step out in front of him in nothing but a tunic and smile "too slow" you wink at him before turning to pick Grogu up "now what's the matter little Chikra?" you start to gently rock and soothe him. He smiles under his visor seeing you be so loving and gentle with Grogu. No matter how many times he sees this it never fails to being warmth to his heart. He moves back to sit in his hanger and watch you, before he hears you start to hum an old hymn from Mandalore to settle Grogu down. Grogu quickly falls asleep to the sound of your voice, before you gently put him in his pram before turning "Must you always stare at me, you know I can tell even with your helmet on" you whisper. You turn to face him with your hand on your hip causing your tunic to raise up slightly revealing more of your legs to his hungry eyes. He almost has to shake himself out of his impure thoughts of your voluptuous thighs almost making his mouth water before asking "How did you know that song? I haven't heard it since I was a youngling" you shrug before responding "I heard you humming it in your sleep once. Sounded pretty, and it helps Grogu sleep when he has nightmares." He nods in understanding before sliding into his bunk to rest for the night, leaving you with a slightly strained "good night".

The next morning he held Grogu in his lap as he navigated the Razor Crest through an asteroid farm, seeing that Grogu had fallen asleep he put him in the passenger seat that you had repurposed into a small bed for him, always so thoughtful. You walk into the cockpit asking if there were anymore Cassius cookies still only wearing your small sleeping tunic, he was so fixated on your shapely curves he almost missed the giant final asteroids drifting into his path. He just barely dodged it causing you to slip and fall into his lap. He managed to maneuver his way out of the debris into safe open space before realizing you are still in his lap with your arms wrapped around his neck. His breath catches in his throat, "Hahaha sorry, I didn't mean to distract you." you say in a sweet innocent voice. "All you ever do is distract me" he didn't mean to say that out loud but you heard it making you giggle. "Does this mean the big, strong Mandalorian finally admitting his feelings for me?" you say with a smirk as he's sure you can hear his shock since you have come to know him all too well. "I -wait -how did-I mean- I" he strutters anything but eloquent at your words.

You gently put a finger over his helmet shushing him, "relax Din, the feeling is more than mutual," you say before gently kissing his helmet where is lips would be. His breath caught in his throat as he pulled you closer to him, swearing he could feel your soft warm curves through his beskar. "Have I really been so transparent, my diathim?" He asked making you giggle as you feel his large warm hands start to move you along your form. "I mean I am a thief after all, it was only a matter of time before I stole your heart" you quip making him chuckle breathlessly, leaning down to rest his head against yours, "And steal it you did."

This kind of got away from me while binge watching the The Mandalorian not sure how I feel about it. Honestly writing Pedro Pascal (The Best Man) Characters is something I have wanted to do for a long time but I was always too nervous because that man is low key the love of my life. But I figured I might as well. Since I can't stop watching the series. Thank you so much for all of the support, and kindness during my writing journey.

It was after 3am when he finally managed to get home, he saw from the outside that all the lights were still on, he was quite surprised as he assumed his precious little wife was still awake and waiting up for him. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to be home with you, his precious bird, cuddled in his arms. He unlocked the door, walked in, and started to take off his shoes as he called for you, "Lovie, ya' still up?" he asked as he turned the corner after taking his gear and moving towards the living room to see you curled up on the couch in your favorite cardigan, painting just the perfect sight to his tired eyes.

Simon smiled to himself as he stared down at you. Simon loved you, and loved when you would wait up for him to come home from his deployment. You would run to him, drape your arms around him, help him out of his gear before throwing it into the wash. Before searching him for new scars and bruises before proceeding to kiss all over his face and saying how happy you are that he is home safe. Before gently forcing him to take a shower. Which always ends with you being dragged in, as you giggle and try to escape his hungry grasp, as he paws at your now drenched clothes wanting to be close to you and not let you go. He can't help but be a bit clingy whenever he comes home from deployment. Being away from the light of his existence can be a bit difficult for him for obvious reasons. So when he comes home he wants you and only you, he wants to hold you, kiss you, sink into the warmth of your body until his brain shuts off, and al he can think of is your beautiful face.

But this, you passed out, exhausted from waiting up for him was also the picture of pleasure to him. See the thing is as Simon loves you, borderline is obsessed with you and if he had it his way he would just sit and watch you all day and all night. You however never let him just sit and stare at you, always jumping into his lap, laughing and asking "why ya starin, Karen?" and attacking him with kisses until he finally blinks. Yet here you are, a pure feast to his starving gaze, your alluring eyes closed peacefully as you breath deeply with your full lips slightly parted. Your chest raising and falling in an easy rhythm putting your breasts on full display barely being help in your tiny little camisole, your curves barely hidden under your favorite oversized cardigan, you shapely thighs on full display in your tight little leggings. He stood in front of the couch staring down at you enjoying himself as he lets his eyes roam your figure until his heart is content, and if an hour passes of just him standing over you slightly creepily watching you sleep then who would even know.

He chuckles to himself as he finally steps back and gets himself into a hot shower, enjoying the water and uninterrupted time before putting on a pair of loose sweatpants and coming back out into the living room to turn off the lights, and tv that he just realized has been on this entire time. He smiles to himself wondering how a man like him managed such a sweet, soft, gentle bird like you. He picked you up with ease as he walked you to the bedroom. Putting you into bed first before sliding behind you on the other side to drag you closer to him. Gently wrapping his arms around your frame as he pressed his face into your hair enjoying a deep inhale as he tangled his burly legs with yours. Pressing a loving peck to you neck before whispering "Goodnight dove."

(Your POV)

You're not sure how you made it to bed, but based on the annoyed grunt your husband gave you when you moved your head you could take a pretty good guess. You giggle before gently lifting his large hand and kissing his knuckles and saying "Welcome home baby," he chuckles still only half awake before kissing the top of your head and responding into your hair, "Thanks lovie," and before you can respond he pulls you impossibly closer into his firm chest and drifts back off to sleep. You try to pull away to get up and start your day "Simon baby, ya wanna maybe let go so I can get up and get a move on?" he simply shakes his head with his face still firmly pressed into your hair, "Absolutely not, you aren't leavin this bed. I have been away from you for too long. Just let me keep you a for a bit longer pet, yeah." You smile to yourself and rub your hand up and down his arms and "Okay baby, but only because I love you" he gently bumps his nose against the op of your head and chuckles "not as much as I love you dove."

Upon arriving to the game you let your nephew run off to join in as you turn to see Ms. Mercer sitting on her porch. You smile before walking up to greet her, "Shouldn't you be inside? It's freezing out here" you move to help her inside. "I am fine out here, besides someone has to referee and keep these kids honest" she smirks back at you making you laugh. "At least let me get you something warm to drink so you don't catch a cold" you tell her before going inside to make her a cup of tea, as she simply waves her hand towards you.

You were always doing this doting on her, Ms. Mercer was always so kind to you especially when you first moved to the neighborhood. She basically took you under her wing and became like a mother to you.

You sat down next to Ms. Mercer on her porch as you watched the kids play street hockey as the two of you enjoyed your tea. You're trying to hold back your giggling as your nephew slips on his skates causing him to send the puck flying towards the house. You and Ms. Mercer laugh until you hear a deep gravely voice come from behind you, "What's going on out here?" You turn and look up to see a man, a young man walking onto the porch investigate the noise.

"Calm down Jack, it's just the kids playing around- Oh this is my neighbor, I don't think you two have met" she responds waving him off. He rolls his eyes and looks down at you, shamelessly eyeing your figure before smiling approvingly. He is tall, blonde hair that he has coiffed in a messy punk way, wearing a leather jacket and a James Dean- devil-may-care way about him right from the jump. He was handsome, very handsome, with a boyish charm but with a voice that made your knees weak. But love and or lust was not what you were focused on right now. You give him a half- hearted smile before turning back to the game, keeping a close eye on your nephew. "So which one is yours?" Jack asks you making you laugh "my nephew is the one in the green that is barely keeping himself up right, I suppose I'm to blame though I am a terrible skater" your joke making him laugh.

"I could teach him how to skate, I-" he offers before you but him off, "Oh no I couldn't ask you to do tha-" you smile shaking your head not wanting to inconvenience him before Ms. Mercer interrupted you both. "Let him teach the boy to skate, who knows maybe you will also finally learn as well, now if you two will excuse me I am going to get more tea" she said as she got up leaving you and Jack alone to watch the kids.

The next day you went over to the Mercer house with your nephew, barely knocking on the door when Jack almost rips it open to smile at you both. "Hi, I hope we aren't too early" you say keeping your nephew close as you both hold your skates. "Not at all, come on lets get started" he responds ushering you and your nephew into the street to practice as he grabs his skates.

He has your nephew practicing going around some cones while you sit on the porch and watch, "Aren't you gonna try?" he asks skating towards you, making you laugh out loud. "I don't know, I have managed this far without skating so I think maybe I should sit this one out," he smirks before cocking an eyebrow at you making you sigh and roll your eyes before putting on your own skates.

He helps you onto the street, holding your hand as you shakily move, putting most of your weight on him, making him chuckle. "Hey don't laugh, this was your ide- ahh" you trip falling into his arms. "If you wanted to get closer to me all you had to do was ask" he says wiggling his eyebrows, and holding your waist. "Am not," you giggle nervously trying to hide the warming of your cheeks as you try to push off his surprisingly sturdy chest. "If you two are done falling in love, can someone help me do this spin?" your nephew interrupts. And that's how it starts, from that moment you started spending more time at the Mercer house with your nephew. Usually Jack would split his time between helping your nephew practice outside and flirting with you.

You were standing in the kitchen helping Ms. Mercer cook dinner when Jack came up behind you, putting his chin on your shoulder and dipping his finger into the apple filling you were mixing. You gently hit his hand "Oh no you don't mister" you tell him before he quickly wraps his arms around you trying to lick his finger. You grab his hand trying to pull it away from his lips before he pulls you impossibly closer winking at you making your cheeks grow hot as he licked his fingers and releasing and sultry, "Mmm, delicious." You gently slap his chest making him laugh "Get out of here" you chuckle before your nephew runs in after Jack. "Hey man come on I need you watch this and tell me if it looks right?" you smile as he drags Jack away explaining the move he is trying to practice before going back home to your sister and your brother in law. Ms. Mercer was kind enough to help you cook a going home dinner for him. The dinner was filled with laughter and smiles as you all ate. You tried to enjoy the night even though you were going to miss your nephew, since your older sister was on her way to pick him up.

It's after dinner when you and Jack are sitting on the couch watching TV as your nephew is wrapping his hockey stick next to his duffle bag, and Ms. Mercer is knitting. Jack has his arm wrapped around you, and you put your head on his shoulder as he rubs up and down your arm, when you hear a knock at the door. You begrudgingly stand to open the door as your older sister practically bursts through the door to hug you, "Hey! How was he? How are you? Why aren't you home? Oh hi everyone!" your sisters energy was always on level 10 especially after not seeing her for a couple weeks. You smile, "Everything is fine, relax, and this is Ms. Mercer and her son Jack, everyone this is my very energetic older sister" you can't help but smile when you look at him. Your sister smiles seeing the look and waves at everyone. "Are you hungry we have extra food?" you ask before she shakes her head "No no it's fine, we have to catch our flight" she says as your nephew stands,

You smile at him, not even needing to look down as you somehow just now realize how tall he is. "Alright bud, it's been fun, you tell me how tryouts go when you get back home, okay?" Jack tells him before giving him a quick hug, as your nephew nods excitedly. Ms. Mercer stands and gives him a hug as well "It was so lovely meeting you, and you don't forget to come back and visit, and call you hear me?" she says with a stern voice before kissing him on the cheek as he responds "Yes ma'am." You stand by your sister before your nephew walks to you and says "thank you for letting me visit auntie, I had a blast!" he says giving you a bone crunching hug making you laugh. "Of course kiddo, you are more than welcome to visit anytime" you smile before giving him one final hug as he leaves with your sister.

After your nephew and your sister left Ms. Mercer went to bed. You shower and put on one of Jacks old band t-shirts, and a pair of sweatpants that he left in the bathroom for you. You walk out of the bathroom and see Jack smiling at you from the doorway of his room. You smile lightly before turning to go sleep on the couch. "Oh no you don't, come here." He says as he grabs your wrist and pulls you towards him. "I am going to couch Jack," he simply shakes his head pulling you into his room. He wraps his arms around you resting his chin on the top of your head making you giggle. "And why should I not go to the couch?" you ask as he stutters "Um I'm afraid of the dark and need you to fend off monsters." You laugh out loud, "the only monster here is you, Jack" he spins you around and looks down into your eyes and says "Maybe so, but you should be alone tonight regardless sweetheart." You roll your eyes and smile.

You get into bed with Jack as you cuddle up to him releasing a deep sigh as you sniffle quietly. He pulls you closer and starts to rub your back, "Hey baby, what's with the long face?" he asks kissing the top of your head as you respond, "Is it weird that I miss him already?" you ask look up at him making him grin. "Not at all, but it's not like he's going to another planet he's just going home, and then he will probably be back for the summer and he can tell me all about how he is killing it in hockey" you smile still feeling a bit sad "yeah I guess you're right." you say as you snuggle your head into his chest as he continues to rub your back. He starts to hum a song as he starts to gently rock you to sleep. Feeling the vibrations from his chest, his large warm gently caressing your back, your arms, and through your hair, as the deep beautiful baritone of his voice sending you drifting peacefully off to sleep.

It was Friday night another long day, you were only two sips into your first jack and coke in and had decided to put on a tank top and a little pair of shorts and order a pizza. A bit later you hear a knock at the door, expecting your pizza but instead you are greeted by Captain John Price standing there looking very pissed off. You had just moved into your new apartment after your boyfriend had decided to dump you out of nowhere. Feeling so embarrassed and hurt you didn't even tell your father or anyone because they had all warned you that he was no good. So imagine your surprise to see Your fathers best friend staring down at you with a mix of irritation and anger. "Why did you move, and why are you here, and when did you move here, do you have any idea how hard it was to find you, where is that wanker?" You sigh deeply before moving so he can continue taking off his shoes and walking in to look around your new apartment. He follows you to the kitchen to join you for a drink, you fix him a whiskey neat before finishing your jack and coke. You finish it before finally speaking "He dumped me so congrats all of you were right." You roll your eyes bending over to make another drink, unaware of the way John's eyes softened after the news. "I'm sorry lass, why didn't you tell us at least your dad?" You finish making your drink, before holding in your tears as you say. "What so he could tell me that he was right and that I never should've gotten involved with him and that I was the idiot that stuck up for him and stood by him and put up with all of his bullshit even with all of the signs that he would end up doing something like this to me and I was still stupid enough to give him all of my time energy and love just for it to all to mean absolutely nothing. Now I'm alone here with nothing but the knowledge that I was the idiot who believed a man who could never love me."

By the end of your rant you were crying and seeing you like this broke John's heart, he had met you for the first time when you came home from college for your father's fourth of July party. This was the first year John was actually able to attend. He had only heard of you from your father and he of course described you as the most amazing human to ever grace the earth, he pegged you as a daddy's girl and he was right. You were the apple of your fathers eye and when he finally got to meet you all the oxygen got ripped from his lungs. Your father had ushered you over to meet him and you looked up at him and said "pleasure to meet you captain, my father speaks highly of you, even though he does that for everyone, a bit of a pushover this one" you say nudging your father making John laugh, you shook his hand and excused yourself to go back to the party. Since that moment John has been fascinated by you, especially when he learned you would be moving closer to his home, you would write him when he was deployed, call him when he was home and you need help since your pansy ass boyfriend wasn't very handy. He cared about you deeply and more than you would every know and when he learned of your relationship from your father he immediately knew that the tosser didn't deserve you. So now seeing you in tears his heart breaks for you, he walks over and wraps you in a harsh bear hug, his large form completely swallowing yours. "I just don't know what I did wrong" you sob into his chest before he looks down at you and grabs your shoulders pulling you back to look up into his eyes. "No! I promise you did nothing wrong that idiot didn't deserve you. You are intelligent, witty, loving, caring, kind, understanding, adorable, strong, and absolutely beautiful and if that boy couldn't see that the there was something chemically wrong with him, not you love. And if you want me to go explain that to him, I would gladly do that for you." You giggle softly up at him before shaking your head, making him smile down at you. He gently wipes your tears and hold your chin to look up at him getting lost in your big innocent eyes. "Besides how could anyone not love you, you're perfect love." Almost as if gravity is pulling you towards him you notice his eyes flicker down to your lips and back to your eyes before you bite your lip and move to your tip toes to get closer to him as he leans down. Your lips are so close you can feel his beard touching your lips before you hear your doorbell ring effectively breaking the spell you both were under. You giggle breathlessly as you move out of his grasp to grab the pizza.

You open the door to grab the pizza, opening the door to see a man holding the pizza before smiling at you. "Well hello gorgeous, did you order a large sausage?" he said with a wink before you rolled your eyes, the man looked cocky wiggling his eyebrows before all of a sudden he looked as if he had seen a ghost, before stammering. "Can I help you mate?" John asked behind you with his arms crossed looking even larger and more intimidating than you had ever seen him look before. "N-n-no ss-s-s-ir, I-I-I didn't I-um I'm sorry" he quickly hands you the pizza before running away as if his life depended on it. You turn to peer up at John looking annoyed with his eyebrows furrowed as he looked down only just now noticing what you were wearing the tiny tank top that barely contained your curves and a tiny pair of shorts that hardly covered your luscious rear, making his mouth almost start watering. You smiled asking "Jeez did you have to scare him half to death?' you chuckled as you pass him to walk to the couch. John chuckled biting his lip watching your body as you sway toward the couch as he follows grabbing your drinks, eyeing you as if you were prey. You sit and start to eat a slice of pizza as you scan for something to watch. John hesitantly takes the opportunity to wrap his arm around you. You snuggle up to him as he eats a couple slices as well.

After finishing up the pizza, mostly John, he gets up to put your pizza away and grab another drink for himself. While walking back to the couch he notices you have turned it to some romantic comedy or something and were starting to tear up. He tells you to scoot over before positioning himself in the corner of he couch opening his legs and telling you to sit on his lap. You bite your lip, as you crawl into his lap before he wraps his strong arms around you "Now now lovie, it's okay" he gently strokes your hair trying to soothe you before turning the channel to some crappy horror movie. You turn and cuddle into his warm chest as he rubs your back trying to ignore how your already tiny shorts had ridden up even further exposing more of you soft skin. You finally stop crying before telling him "thank you for being so nice to me" making John laugh. "Please princess I hate seeing you upset, and that wanker never deserved you anyway. You deserve a man who will love you, cherish you, appreciate you, respect you, take care of you. Not that boy who couldn't see how lucky he was that you even gave him the time of day." He begins to lean down to lift your chin so you can look up at him, with you hands on his chest and his other hand on your lower back. He gently presses his lips against yours, he can taste the only jack and coke you had still on your lips as he moves to wrap his arms fully around you lifting you easily to straddle his lap. He moves his tongue against your supple lips to ask for permission to enter your warm mouth. You open to allow his tongue to take slow tour of your mouth. You quickly move your hands to his broad shoulders while his large hands start to explore your soft curves making you groan when his hands find your backside giving you a firm squeeze making you whimper in his grasp. "See and that's why you need a man and not a boy" he grinds his hips up against yours as he groaning, he can practically feel your throbbing center begging for attention.

You kiss his lips fiercely, biting at his lips as you grind in his lap desperately needing more of his touch. He moans against your lips before moving to your neck and kissing, sucking and nipping at your sensitive neck making you whine as he starts to move your hips furiously against his groin. He groans against you neck "Oh yes princess, you like that? Are you going to cum on my lap? Say yes sir." You release a broken moan of "Yes sir please make me cum." He growls against your neck as he forces you to move faster and harder against him making you throw your head back as you let him use your body, treating you like his own personal ragdoll. Before moving his hands to assertively grab your hips and move his lips up to your ear to whisper "Cum for daddy princess," before biting at your ear lobe forcing your jaw drops as a broken whimper escapes from the very center of your very soul. John continues to grind you along his stiff length still trapped within the confines of his jeans until he finishes hearing and seeing you lose yourself in the pleasure he delivers.

As you finally start to come down from your high, as you feel Johns lips gently kissing your forehead. You giggle at the feel of his stubble before looking up into his eyes still feeling a bit breathless. "That was incredible" causing him to respond with his own chuckle. "Oh lovie we're just getting started" he flirts wiggling his eyebrows before lifting you as if you weighed nothing taking you to your room. Chuckling the whole way.

FIN