#pazluke

It didn't happen often. Paz Vizsla was a practical man, even basic if you want. He was used to train, fight his battles and provide to his tribe. That was it.

But now, he was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, arms flexed over the pillow, the back of his head resting on his hands, perplexed and confused, remembering his last encounter with the Jedi.

He was tossing and turning, he couldn't sleep, he didn't want to though. The only thing that mattered to him was the way the blonde man touched him, the way he felt against his own hands.

He wondered what the Jedi smelled like, fantasizing about taking his helmet off to press his nose against those dirty blonde curls. And he sighed, overwhelmed.

How could you be so weak? He cursed himself, the thought of Luke Skywalker mocking him still running through his head, then he tried to push that idea to the back of his mind, as he was flashing back to the Jedi's sincere words and even more sincere body's reaction.

Kih Jetii wanted him, that was clear, but why?

He sat up onto the mattress all of a sudden, frowning. Was he being selfish? Was the Jedi being selfish? They were navigating turbulent times, it was really absurd to mess around and give himself to an infatuation.

Infatuation. That was it. Just that, nothing more. Maybe he could have the Jedi once and then move forward, he was trying to convince himself that he was acting on a whim.

He rubbed his face with both hands, he looked around with an exasperated expression.

No, this Jedi won't baffle me. I won't allow that.

Yes, Paz did still have some reservations.

~

The next morning Paz tried to encounter the Jedi, unsuccessfully. He felt the way his body tensed up every time he thought he could run into the blonde when he walked to the training room, when he walked to the sun lounge, when he walked, he walked, he walked, but the Jedi wasn't there.

That only made him more and more eager, almost desperate, pathetic.

When he was almost forgetting about the man that was running through his mind since the day before, he knocked The Mand'alor's door.

He walked inside the room only to find Din sitting on a couch and the Jedi standing beside him.

Paz' eyes carefully followed the little man's moves, the blonde was crossing his arms over his chest, boring into Paz' visor. Paz couldn't stop staring at him even when his Mand'alor started addressing him.

"Thank you for coming, vod. We're leaving in a couple of hours, Jedi Master here is going to help us, I hope you're okay with that." Din said standing up, closing the distance between them.

Paz narrowed his eyes behind his helmet "I'm okay with that." He answered without hesitation. His mind returning to the warmth of that lithe body against his own, he swallowed hard closing his eyes, feeling his own body reacting to that alluring memory, it was painfully embarrassing.

"Good, this is about an imperial facility, we're convinced that they're hiding labs under our noses." Din said staring at the Jedi, he nodded like asking him to explain it further.

"Thank you, Din." He said with a soft voice that made Paz' stomach flip, the cute little bastard was calling his vod by his name, so intimate and casual that he couldn't help but think that they were really an item.

He tried to swallow his pride, not showing how upset he was feeling, his blood boiling, his breath coming out uneven, he was furiously jealous behind his beskar wall.

Luke, by contrast, was the picture of serenity "According to our investigation, some imperial remnants are hiding on Kalakar Six, there's an ancient sith fortress, a place they used in the past to conduct experiments."

Din added "It's not far away, it's an outer rim moon, we're taking two ships."

Paz nodded, not able to say a word.

"Take your ship and I'm taking mine." Din instructed him "You're going with Reeves."

"Alright." Paz finally managed to say "How many of us are going?"

Din started walking towards the door, Paz' eyes caught the way Din was resting his hand on Luke's lower back, gently pushing him forward, the Jedi didn't flinch. Paz' lips twitched out of discomfort and frustration.

"You, me, Reeves and the Jedi." Din answered leaving the room alongside the blonde. "Come on, vod, time's running."

"Are you crazy? Only three of us and that Jetii?" Paz yelled, already losing it.

Din didn't stop walking, staring at him over his shoulder "Three mandalorians and a Jedi, that's more than enough."

~

Koska was one of the finest warriors Paz had ever met, she was cold and calculating, but in a good way, Paz respected that.

She was also a woman of few words, she only talked when necessary during their trip, Paz was grateful since that helped him focus on their mission and avoid the idea of Din and Luke alone on the Mudhorn, Din's ship, the image of his vod guiding the Jedi by resting his hand on his lower back still burning his pupils.

"Are you ready? We're landing." Koska said pressing some buttons, Paz nodded piloting the ship.

~

Kalakar Six was a desert moon with lava rivers, covered in volcanic ashes.

They followed the Jedi, walking behind his cloaked form.

"Be careful, this place is not only dangerous because of the magma." He turned his face, staring at the three mandalorians over his shoulder "This place is strong with the dark side of the force. A domain of evil."

Din looked at Paz and then at Koska, the woman nodded and she kept walking. Paz moved close to Din, elbowing him.

"Vod, the Jetii is talking rubbish, there's no such thing as evil places." He said in a quiet voice.

Din looked down, closing his hand in a fist around the darksaber hilt "He's not. You listen to him if you wanna live, you don't know about the force, so just listen and learn."

Paz huffed as he saw Din walking away, he shook his head slowly, cursing under his breath, he was on a mission and the Jedi was leading them, it couldn't be more humiliating.

They finally spotted the fortress, the Jedi stopped in his tracks "Maybe you should stay here for a while."

"No, we're doing this together." Din retorted.

"Then stay behind me, I'm shielding you." Luke said avoiding Din's face and started walking again.

"We're mandalorians, we're covered in beskar, maybe you're the one that needs to be shielded, Kih Jetii." Paz grabbed his arm, ducking his head to look into Luke's eyes.

"Vod!" Din scolded him. "Enough. Come here." He put his hand on Paz' shoulder. "We're walking behind Skywalker, he's going to shield us."

Luke frowned, staring at Paz' visor, Paz noticed he wasn't angry, he wasn't offended, he could have sworn the Jedi looked heartbroken, and something warm nested in his stomach. The way those clear blue eyes bored into his soul made him feel weak and he felt the urge to wrap his arms around the Jedi, tell him he was sorry and caress his eyebrows until the frowning would disappear of that gorgeous face.

Luke looked down, staring at his hand still grabbing his arm, he looked up again, bringing Paz out of his thoughts "Please, Vizsla." He said almost whispering.

Paz loosened the grip around his biceps, struggling with his feelings towards the Jedi.

When they were approaching the fortress entrance they saw two stormtroopers standing in front of the gates, both holding blasters, fortunately, too distracted talking to each other to catch the group walking towards them.

Din ignited his darksaber, the sound warning the troopers in white armours. "Shit!" Din said running towards them. Luke clicked his tongue and raised his hand clenching it in a fist before the stormtroopers could open fire against The Mand'alor.

The stormtroopers loosened the grip around their blasters, their bodies going rigid, until Luke twisted his fist, the sound of necks breaking startling Paz before their bodies hit the floor.

Din lowered his arm wielding the darksaber, he stared at Luke nodding. Koska whistled palming the Jedi's shoulder passing between him and Paz.

Luke looked at Paz sideways, like he was waiting for his reaction. Paz was frozen, not able to make a move, to say a word. He was holding his breath, locking eyes with the Jedi, he was astonished at the way this fragile young man managed to kill two armed imperial remnants without even touching them or using a weapon. It was a dream, it couldn't be real.

"Jetii..." He said finally "Jetii." He said again almost groaning.

Luke didn't break eye contact with him, he nodded "Follow me." The blonde said covering his hair with his hood.

Koska was opening the gates "Are you ready?" She asked smirking "Jedi, after you."

She turned around and a blaster shot hit her vambrace, a group of stormtroopers were running towards the entrance to meet them, Paz was sure they were like a dozen of men. He put his arm over Luke's chest in a protective way but the Jedi pushed him to the side.

"Behind me, all of you. Now!" Skywalker yelled igniting his lightsaber, twisting it and deflecting the shots coming their way. He kept walking, cutting through armours, as the green blade danced in front of Paz' incredulous eyes.

When the last man hit the floor, the Jedi looked at the mandalorians with a blank expression "Be careful next time." He said staring at Koska "Are you alright?"

"I'm covered in beskar, Jedi." She safely answered. "Keep going, we'll follow you."

Once inside, the facility looked deserted, with the passing of the years the dust had covered everything.

"Don't split." Din said carefully walking close to Luke.

They wandered around until they ran into a careless stormtrooper that froze when he saw them, Koska shot at him swiftly. "No." The blonde Jedi said. "Don't use your blasters, now they know we're here."

Koska shrugged.

"Put it away, Reeves." Din instructed her.

"Well, it's too late now." Paz said running as four stormtroopers appeared in front of them.

As Paz was shooting his blaster cannon, his massive body shielded the rest of his group imposingly, his legs spreading, his strong arms holding the cannon, forceful, without breaking a sweat under his helmet.

The stormtroopers smoldering and lying deedless on the floor. Paz looked around, watchful, waiting for more enemies to come.

Nobody came after that. He lowered his cannon and looked behind him, Din was next to him, staring down "Are you trying to show off, vod?"

Paz hummed absentmindedly.

Luke made a gesture with his hand, inviting them to follow him, he opened a door, his blue eyes widened under his hood, the three mandalorians standing behind him. "Look at this..." The Jedi said losing his breath.

Din walked in gently pushing Luke aside "I saw something like this before, Luke. I told you." He said guiding him across the room. They stood still watching what was in front of them, a dozen of tanks containing deformed bodies, floating in liquid.

"It's Nevarro all over again." Din said walking to the console, trying to get inside the system.

"This confirms our suspicions, they have labs all over the galaxy." Luke said leaning towards Din.

"The system is dead, the base is really empty, I don't understand, what were those stormtroopers doing here then?" Din asked confused.

"They're waiting, Din, something bigger is coming."

"And I left Grogu behind." He said wincing "We need to get back home. Now!"

Din was leaving the lab as fast as he could.

"No, wait! We need to destroy this place." Luke yelled.

"Do it! There's a reactor here, blow it up. I'm leaving! Come on, Reeves." He said halting only to face Paz and Luke "Vod, you stay with the Jedi, we see you on Mandalore. This is the way."

"This is the way." Paz said nodding. Luke was staring at him with round eyes. "Let's do this, Jetii."

~

Luke waited for Paz on the ship, flying it in circles over the fortress. He was getting impatient when a huge explosion took place and Luke was struggling to keep the ship steady as the smoke started obstructing his vision.

"Kriff!" Luke cursed, the thought of Paz dying inside the facility crossing his mind. He shook his head, flying the ship away from the smoke.

His throat tightening "Where are you, Paz? Please. Please." He pleaded as tears prickled at the corner of his eyes. Something uneasy settled heavily in his gut.

He blinked back tears gasping the moment he saw the mandalorian's form planning at the distance, he guided the ship to the nearest flatland he could sight.

He lowered the ramp and ran to meet the big mandalorian. He was descending the ladder when he felt a broad hand on the back of his thigh.

"I told you I got this covered, Jetii." He said withdrawing his hand to take his jetpack off.

Luke stared at him nodding, climbing up the ladder, Paz sighed following him.

The Jedi sat on the copilot seat "Okay, Vizsla, let's go now."

Paz obliged sitting on the pilot seat, reveling in the presence of his new companion. He turned his head to look at Luke "We make quite a team." He said chuckling.

Luke pursed his lips like trying to hide a smile "Uh-huh." He said staring at his visor, his blue eyes shining. Paz couldn't feel more proud of himself.

"You were amazing in there." He said quietly "You're unbelievable, unbelievable..." He couldn't stop being honest with Luke, and he didn't care at all, he wanted to worship this warrior next to him, and he was also desperate to give himself to him.

All of him.

"Listen Kih Jetii, what if I tell you I want you sitting on my lap right now?" He asked exposing his well-known boldness. Still running the high of their successful mission.

Luke didn't say a word, he stood up slowly, brushing Paz' shoulder with his fingers as he passed a leg over his lap to straddle him.

The blonde was facing him, encircling his neck with his arms. Paz moved his hands to hold him by his hips, pushing his lithe body against his own.

"Kih Jetii..." He groaned.

"Call me Luke, please." The Jedi said now caressing his chest plate, tossing his head back, arching his back to press his crotch against Paz' stomach.

"Fuck..." Paz said moving his hands down, kneading the blonde's buttocks "Luke..." He moaned resting his helmet against the Jedi's chest. "I want you, Luke, I want you so bad." His voice muffled.

Luke giggled stroking his neck with his fingers, they felt so warm on Paz' skin, making him shiver.

"Kriff Luke, you're driving me crazy." He said pulling his head back to stare at that beautiful face.

"I can tell. You're melting under my touch." Paz tensed up against him. "Oh no, babe, don't worry, I like that, I'm loving every second of this." He said soothing his hands on his neck.

And he wasn't lying. Paz could feel the Jedi's erection growing harder against his lower belly and he was losing his mind.

Luke leaned forward to press an open-mouthed kiss on his helmet and Paz' cock twitched.

It's happening.

All of a sudden, a sound broke the silence, the ship rocked and Paz tightened his arms around Luke, trying to keep him safe. But Luke was moving away from him, standing on his feet again.

Another sound, this time the ship jolted aggressively. They knew what was going on.

Paz was sitting at the desk, cleaning his blaster inside the privacy of his own room. But his mind was fixed on the Jedi.

"Kih Jetii has nothing better to do than waste his time on our planet, huh?" He asked to himself.

"Little shit... I bet he's up to something." He tried to redirect his thoughts, but it wasn't easy, he was still feeling the blonde's warmth against his gloved hand, reaching his skin.

When he met Din that night he couldn't hide his eagerness. He started talking about the Jedi as soon as he walked into his Mand'alor's chamber.

"Vod, that jetii could be a spy." He said resting against the wall, hands on his hips.

"That Jedi is my son's Master and he's not here to cause any trouble." Din sighed "Besides, he's not here only because of Grogu."

Paz raised his eyebrows behind the helmet.

"He's Senator Organa's brother, they're pulling some strings to get us a place at the New Republic."

Paz leaned forward surprised "The kriff?"

"I want Mandalore to be part of the Senate." Din explained.

Paz snorted out a laugh "You're crazy, you know? This is the outer rim! We're not welcome there, the fucking Core Worlds can suck my-"

"Enough, Vizsla!" He cut him off pointing at Grogu peacefully sleeping under the blankets in his little bed.

Paz breathed out "I'm just telling you that it doesn't matter if this pretty boy is helping you out, that won't happen."

Din moved his helmet towards him the second he heard Paz calling Luke a pretty boy.

"Also, he's a kriffing Jetii, he's our enemy." He tried to change the subject.

"Then you consider my son your enemy, Vizsla."

"It's different."

"My son is as Jedi as Luke Skywalker is." Din deadpanned.

"Go to hell, Djarin. The Jetii is not my family, don't you ever say that Grogu is my enemy, he's my nephew." He took Din's cape in his fist, tightening his grip.

"Chill, vod." Din moved his hand to his chest swiftly, pushing him away. Paz let go of him.

"There's a kriffing Jetii inside our facilities, if you're okay with that, that's on you." He opened the door "But he won't fool me, it's a promise." He walked out of the chamber closing the door behind him.

~

The dinner room was crowded that evening, the children of the watch used to make an appearance every night and then they would retrieve to their rooms in order to eat alone.

The rest of the mandalorians remained in the public room, since they were allowed to remove their helmets.

Paz was sitting at the table with the rest of the Royal Guard as always.

The Jedi entered the room alongside The Mand'alor, who was carrying the little prince in his arms.

The mandalorian next to Paz gasped "They look like the Royal Family."

Paz squirmed in his seat. The thought of Din and the Jedi together made him furious beyond comprehension.

The Mand'alor was taking a seat, Luke sat down next to him.

"Oh, look. They're sitting at the same table. You think The Mand'alor is fucking him?" One of them asked playfully.

Paz was feeling nauseous he needed to leave the place.

He stayed until the Jedi left the room instead. Staring at him now and then, there was something special about Skywalker.

Maybe Din found him special as well.

~

The next day Paz was in the training room, sharping his vibroknife skills. He was grunting with every move, pretending the Jedi was fighting against him, dodging his attacks.

He was sweating under his blue armour, his muscles soaring, his breathing was heavy. He noticed that someone was watching him, standing by the door.

The Jedi.

He froze gasping for air, exhausted. He stared at the blonde man rolling his shoulders menacingly.

The Jedi didn't move, his eyes on him "That was impressive." He said to Paz.

Paz looked down, sheathing his vibroknife.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your training." The blonde tried to apologize.

Paz closed the distance between them, he was now towering over him. The Jedi looked up at his visor with piercing eyes, so crystal and beautiful.

The big mandalorian's chest plate was moving up and down rapid. "So you just decided to stand there and lurk." He said staring down at the little Jedi.

The Jedi frowned, he looked offended but Paz could only think about how gorgeous the man was now that he was so close to him.

"I wasn't lurking, I'm sorry if I bothered you, it wasn't my intention." Luke avoided his visor looking at his chest.

"Look, Jetii, I would never go against The Mand'alor's will and I respect him but I don't trust you." Paz said breathing fast. "At all."

Luke looked up at his helmet again "I know that."

"Good. I'm watching you." The tall man added. His shoulders showing how tense he was. "You might charm your way through life but it's not working on me."

The Jedi tilted his head, frowning, pursing his lips. "Charming my way?"

"Yeah, and I can see your true colours. You don't belong here, I hope you know that." Paz rested a strong hand on the wall behind Luke.

Luke didn't break eye contact with his visor.

"Jetii..." Paz moved closer to him ducking his head, so close that his helmet was almost touching Luke's ear "What do you get out of this, huh?" His voice deeper than before.

Luke was still, he didn't even flinch, that made Paz feel frustrated, little Jedi was something else entirely.

People used to be scared of Paz' massive body, but this pretty boy before him acted like he wasn't intimidated at all. Was Paz making a fool of himself again?

Yes, he knew he was. He remembered Din's words about the Jedi "He's the most powerful warrior that I have ever seen in my entire life, vod." And he swallowed hard as a rush of cold sweat invaded his whole body.

"I think you know that Grogu is chased by the imperial remnants." The Jedi said, Paz nodded against his ear. "They're testing on froce-sensitive children, I need to find those kids before them, we're joining forces."

Paz frowned under his helmet "Who are joining forces?"

"The rebellion remnants and your people."

Paz moved his head back and stared into Luke's eyes "Who the hell you think you are to take my people to a death trap, Jetii?" He was clenching his jaw, hating the man in front of him.

"The Mand'alor asked me to join you, this was his plan and I couldn't agree more. We need each other." Luke looked so composed that Paz felt the need to grab him and throw him against the wall. "Children are our priority, I know that's part of your creed."

Paz remained still though, knowing that the Jedi was right. "This is the way." He said pulling away from Luke. Luke nodded.

Paz was looking down when the little Jedi sighed, that brought the mandalorian's attention to him again "I know you don't like me, so I won't bother you anymore." He said bowing to Paz.

"Why do you care about that, Jetii?" Paz couldn't help it anymore, deep inside he wanted to know if the Jedi found him interesting. Do you, Jetii? Do you like me?

"Excuse me?" Luke folded his hands in front of his lap as usual.

"Do you want me to like you?" Paz didn't know where that boldness came from. He was regretting saying such a thing the second he finished the sentence.

"Something tells me that you're aching for that." The Jedi said, a feeble smile appearing on his face.

What a tease!

Paz was silent, feeling his heart thumping hard inside his chest. The Jedi looked away "I'm leaving you now, my Padawan is waiting for me. See you around, Vizsla."

Even when Luke was still the enemy, Paz couldn't ignore that the Jedi was getting under his skin, slowly, painfully.

Paz didn't move for a while, even when little Jedi was already gone. He knew that he was cursed, poisoned by drinking from Luke Skywalker's elixir, and he realized he wanted that, he wanted to get drunk on the Jedi, to give himself to the pleasure that perfect man would bring out of him.

He knew little Jedi could drive him crazy, it was pretty obvious by now.

~

Paz was eager to find Luke alone again but that wasn't happening. If Luke wasn't training little Grogu in the sun lounge, he was next to Din, walking down the corridor together, or sitting at the main table next to each other, or training with their sabers.

He remembered his mate's words "You think The Mand'alor is fucking him?" And his heart ached.

That was another reason to be jealous of Din. He had his own clan, he was The Mand'alor and now he was also, with no doubt, sharing his bed with the Jedi. Din had it all.

That made him hate Din, he was hating Din with such an intensity that made him feel ashamed of himself.

Paz was putting his heart and soul into controlling his temper, he knew Din didn't deserve his anger.

He knew that training alone in the morning would help him reduce his mood swings.

He startled when he stepped in the training room and saw the Jedi meditating sitting on the mat, legs crossed and eyes closed.

Finally, baby boy!

Paz was too far gone and he didn't even care about that. He contemplated the sight before him.

Cute little bastard.

He cleared his throat, he wanted the Jedi to notice his presence.

The blonde opened his eyes and stood up slowly, he wasn't wearing his cape, Paz sighed behind his helmet ogling at his muscular lithe body.

"Good morning, Vizsla." Luke nodded walking towards the door, Paz didn't move, blocking the exit.

"I'm leaving." The Jedi said staring at his helmet.

"You can stay if you want to." Paz shifted his weight from one foot to the other, expectant.

"No, it's okay, I'm going to see Grogu." He said staring down.

Paz's stared at his messy hair, so soft and inviting, his eyelashes against his red cheeks, his lips moving softly with every word. The kriffing Jetii was a dream.

He moved to the side, yearning for him, dying to run his hand over his face, to feel him.

The Jedi sighed, the sound sending shivers down Paz' spine. But he didn't move.

"Mesh'la." Paz whispered, reaching out and curling a hand around the Jedi's biceps.

For the first time, Luke startled, and this wasn't the time he should do so, Paz was dying inside, withdrawing his hand. Feeling rejected. Feeling in pain.

Paz could feel Luke's eyes on him, but he was looking down hoping for the Jedi to leave the room, to leave him alone with his embarrassment.

"What does that mean?" The Jedi asked with a soft sweet voice that made Paz' lower belly tighten.

"Don't ask me that. I'm pretty sure you know what that means..." Paz was still avoiding his face and clenching his hands into fists.

"I don't."

Paz was thinking about his odds, if he showed weakness the Jedi would roast him right there on the spot.

But he was dying to touch the blonde man, his chest swelled at the thought, making little Jedi moan, making little Jedi writhe under his touch. "I called you beautiful." He said holding his breath.

Paz looked up when he heard the Jedi chuckling "You make fun of me and you're dead, Jetii." He said through gritted teeth.

But little Jedi's face was so sincere, glowing like a kid, he shook his head closing his eyes as he rested a hand on Paz' broad chest. He breathed in staring at his visor, coming close to him, his arms flexed against Paz' chest plate. "I can feel your heartbeat going fast."

Paz' brain short circuited, his mouth fell open behind his helmet.

"Mandalorian, I'm gonna answer your question now." He nuzzled Paz' neck earning him a low groan from the taller man. "I do, I really do. I want you to like me."

Paz swallowed through the lump in his throat, blinking, staring at that gorgeous face inches apart of his helmet.

"I love the way your visor is always on me, yes I noticed it, and how your body reacts when I'm around you." Luke purred.

Paz gasped encircling his waist with his arms, tightening his grip pressing the Jedi's body flush against him. Luke whimpered "Yes, Paz, let me feel you."

Paz groaned stroking Luke's back desperately, he took his gloves off to really feel the man in his arms.

His hands running up and down the Jedi's body, his arms, his waist, his neck, his hair "Jetii, if you're making fun of me, you're gonna regret it. Kriff! I love your hair..."

Luke sighed shifting his hips and Paz' eyes went wide when he felt Luke's hardness against his thigh "I'm not making fun of you, big boy, you're driving me crazy for real." The Jedi said closing his eyes.

They heard voices coming from the corridor, Luke pulled away from him, Paz took a sight of him and his heart fluttered. Luke's blonde hair was a mess, his cheeks were red as two cherries and his eyes were darkened by his dilated pupils.

Mesh'la. Mesh'la. Mesh'la.

Luke straightened his clothes and nodded at him, leaving the room and leaving Paz leaning against the wall, begging for mercy, his head spinning and his skin burning.