#daddy mando

You’d never met a Mandalorian before. All you knew is they apparently can’t ever take off their helmets. You wondered about when he did though. When he eats? And showers? And sleeps? He has to at least at those times right? And maybe even when it’s just him and the baby on the ship. What does he look like? He’s fairly tall. At least half a foot taller than you. When you first walked up to him in Pelli’s hangar, you had to crane your head up to meet the dark part of the helmet covering his eyes. “This is Y/N” Pelli told him. All he gave you in return was a nod and he turned toward his ship, walking in a fast pace toward it, slowing only to swoop his arm down and pick up the little pointy eared baby waddling toward him. You looked back at Pelli with wide eyes as she smiled and shooed you away with her hands, which were full of crayt dragon meat. You began to follow Mando’s path toward his ship, when Pelli clicks her tongue behind you. “Oh wait!” she said. “Treadwell! Put some of that in a bag for our friends!” Her droid began to cut some meat from the large spigot that was cooking in the flame of a jet engine. “Take some of this for the ride.” You grabbed the bag from the droid and whispered a thank you to Pelli as you speed walked back towards the ship, nervous to keep the Mandalorian waiting.

But now that you’ve been through this near death experience together you feel like you and the Mandalorian are cool. He won’t mind if you leave the ship to go explore right? It’s better than sitting here bored AND cold. At least out there you’ll just be cold. You tighten the laces on your boots as you walk towards the door of the cockpit. You press a couple buttons that do nothing and then finally your finger lands on one that opens the door. A blast of cold air whips you in the face as the blinding whiteness of the snow fills your vision. You slowly walk down the ramp, scanning for the metal man but all you hear is tools clanking in the distance. “Hand me that. No that one there.” You hear The Mandalorian’s modulated voice telling the baby. Seems like they’re distracted, the coast is clear. You turn to the right out of the ship and start walking.

There’s a cave up ahead that looks interesting. You don’t have to go too far into the pretty cave to find a warm spot. As you walk up to the dark circular pool in the ground, you could see steam rising from it. You crouch down to inspect the water and gently tap a finger on the surface. It’s crystal clear and feels like the peeeerfect temperature to warm up in. You take a few deep breaths asking yourself if you’re really going to take a naked dip in this warm little pool and you quickly decide yes. Anything’s better than freezing for another second.

You carefully undress and fold your clothes into a neat pile before stepping into your personal little hot tub. It’s not too deep - comes up to about half of you. You slowly sink into a sit and let the warm water build up around you. You can already feel your muscles relaxing and heart rate slowing. You close your eyes for a while and take a few deep inhales as you feel yourself starting to get sleepy.

“What are you doing?” Mando’s voice startles you out of your warm trance. You look up at him with wide eyes and start to think of an excuse but all you can squeak out is “I was… so cold…” and you give him a pouty expression. You see the kid’s silver orb floating just behind him, shut tightly to keep him warm. “I told you to stay on the ship. It’s warm in the cockpit. I can’t focus on fixing the crest if you and the kid aren’t safe.” His voice sounds agitated but protective. The corners of your mouth curl into a little smile. “It wasn’t warm in there. And I’m fine Mando.” You counter back, using the nickname you heard Pelli call him earlier. “Actually I’ve never been better.” you say as you lazily splash your arms out around you. Then you get an idea. “The water’s warm. You should come in.” You surprise yourself at your boldness. Did you really just ask a Mandalorian to get in a cave hot tub with you? He sighs “C’mon.” and cocks his head back toward the mouth of the cave. “S’gonna be dark soon and then temperatures will really drop.” You slump down further and feel the tips of your hair starting to get wet. “Just a few more minutes?” You plead. “You must be freezing” you say as sweetly as your voice allows. “Just get in with me for a minute. It’ll warm you up..” you hope your voice is convincing. He stares at you for a second. His broad shoulders even broader as he rests his fists on his hips. His helmet slowly tilting down just a bit, and then to the side at your clothes, then back to you. It’s like he’s just now realizing you’re naked in there. You lean forward and drift towards the edge of the pool closest to him, letting your elbows and chin rest on the snowy edge. Your gaze drifts up and down his tall frame, landing where you assume his eyes are. “You can keep your helmet on.” You say, eyes sparkling with innocence.

He drops his hands to his sides and lets out another sigh. “I don’t kn.. we shoul-“ he stutters as he tries to think of a way out of the invitation. He checks over his shoulder to make sure the kid is still hovering there. Then he turns back to look at you, “I guess… I guess it does… look warm… maybe… for a minute.” He says as he raises a finger to emphasize. You feel your body jolt and you try not to bite your bottom lip too hard as you nod in agreement. He unties his cape first, letting it fall onto the ice beneath him. A sliver of his neck now visible. You slowly sink back to the farther edge of the pool and silently thank the shadows being casted on your face for hiding your burning cheeks. Mando kicks off his boots and socks then quickly undoes the magnets holding his baskar armour pieces in place, laying them down near your clothes, until he’s just down to his flightsuit. A dark brown long sleeve shirt and matching pants with little stitching going in every direction. You squeeze your thighs under the water as you feel a familiar throb forming. You start turning in the water and making little splashes so he doesn’t think you’re staring at him… even though you definitely are. But Mando doesn’t hesitate. He reaches his hand up over his back and pulls off his shirt in one smooth motion. Your mouth let’s out a tiny involuntary whimper as you look him over. His tanned skin reflecting the shimmer of ice crystals that coat the walls of the cave. You can hear his breathing starting to speed up and get shallower as the cold air starts to cover his newly exposed skin in goosebumps. His stomach flexes a whisper of tight abs on his exhales that disappear as he inhales. He unbuttons and unzips his pants then lets gravity pull them and his underwear down. He lifts his legs methodically as he steps in the water, not wanting to flash you. He sinks down into the little pool and doesn’t say a word. Just stares at you. You wonder if he’s enjoying the warmth or just appeasing you so he can get back to fixing the ship. You swallow and take a deep breath after feeling like you’ve been holding it watching him get undressed. You clear your throat to speak but then he shrugs and says “This wasn’t the worst idea.” He’s letting the tips of his fingers wiggle in the warm water as he leans against the pool edge, elbows rested on the snow. “Stupid. Dangerous. But not the worst.” You think you can hear a smirk at the end of his sentence. You smile and roll your eyes at him. “So how badly is the ship damaged?” you ask. He doesn’t answer. Just leans his helmet back with a sigh. You shrug and start looking around the cave, noticing the small icicles and large stalactites frozen at the top. “Are you from Mos Eisley?” Mando finally says. Your eyes shoot back down to the dark strip covering his eyes. “Born and raised.” You nod. “Where are you from?” “How did Pelli know where to find you?” He asks, ignoring your effort to get to know more about him. “Um.. well.. I’ve known Pelli for a while. She pays me for information about people..” “What kind of information?” “Anything. The type of ship they arrive in, if they have droids, if they’re wealthy. I see a lot of people coming and going working at the port.” Mando continues to stare you down, tilting his helmet slightly to the side. “Hmm” he lets out a low growl of acknowledgment. The harsh lines of the helmet contrast the soft planes of his pectorals, which now have small beads of sweat sliding down them. You snap your eyes away, worried he’ll notice you staring. You let out a shaky breath wondering which one of you will speak again. The wetness of the pool now mixing with the wetness dripping out of you. You’re asking yourself why this faceless man is getting you so worked up when you hear a squeaking behind you and spin around to find a little snow mouse scurry by. “Ick” you whisper. Just then you feel the water start to ripple against your back. Quiet sloshing and splashing as he walks towards your side of the warm spring.

You freeze. Your eyes dart as far over your shoulder as you can without actually turning your head. “So… you spy on people.” His warm, modulated voice close to your ear. “That’s not very nice.” He whispers as he drags his left first finger knuckle up along your shoulder blade. His touch stiffens you. His fingertips lightly graze your left shoulder and hover back down your arm. If you turn around right now, you’re totally exposed. There’s no sinking back down, he’s too close. So close. “Ju..just for Pelli” you say. “She pays good.” He hums deeply in response. His hand makes it’s way down your arm to your hand and your eyes start to flutter shut. His hands are softer than you expected, his fingers ghosting the back of your knuckles and tickling the spaces between your fingers. Your partially exposed breasts are close enough to the edge of the ice to feel the cold radiating off of it. As if your nipples weren’t already perking up with anticipation. He lets go of your hand and rests both of his on your hips, squeezing ever so slightly before he slides his right hand around towards the front of your hip and pushes back slightly forcing your body to spin around. Facing him you slowly open your eyes, not quite sure what you expect to see. His helmet is so close you think you can almost almooost see the outline of his eyes behind the black shield. You squint and lean closer to try to see and he lets out a quiet laugh. Your chest heaves up and down as your heart starts to beat uncontrollably. His helmet dips down to study your breasts which you’re now pushing into his chest. You can’t help but look down and lick your lips at the skin to skin contact that you’ve been wanting from him until his hand rises out of the water and he takes your chin in his thumb and forefinger, realigning your gaze to his. You take a deep breath as his thumb brushes over your lips, settling on the bottom one and pulling it down slightly, letting it bounce back in place when he takes his thumb away. “When I first saw you at Pelli’s…” his voice is a soft whisper through his modulator “couldn’t think. Never seen a girl who looks like you.” His hand comes up to settle on the side of your neck, his thumb brushing over your earlobe. The butterflies in your stomach drop to another part of your anatomy. He reaches his hand past your head and picks up a small handful of snow. He cups it in the palm of his hand and holds it over your heaving chest. He slowly crumbles it and lets the cold powder fall onto your hard nipples and you let out a whine, biting your lip hard enough to hurt a little. The flurries melt instantly as they hit your hot skin and the warm water you’re sitting in and you think you hear a faint moan escape the Mandalorian’s modulator. He brings both his hands up to cup your breasts, squeezing them and pushing them together. The coldness of the snow and the warmth of his hands sends a shiver down your spine and a moan falls from your mouth. “You like that?” He asks, tilting his helmet close to your ear. All you can do is nod as your lips part to let out a whimper. “Yeah?” he teases, “Good.”

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PART 2

Thanks for reading!

I borrowed the whole colorful thing from @princesssmimi bc she’s an amazing writer who’s fics you should definitely check out and the color coded conversations make it super easy to follow who’s talking :)