Swallowing - Boba Fett
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Kinktober prompt - Day 27 - Swallowing
Boba Fett x Reader (pre-sarlacc pit Boba)
“They say you are the best.” You end the staring contest with the helmeted figure, by starting to circle around him slowly as you speak.
“Why do you need me, R’egean?” Oh, you like this one, you decide. He’s clearly done his research and knows who you are and how you got your title with being the best of the best, defeating all that has challenged you in the tribes of legendary warriors AND he dares to mock you.
“He is a coward,” You show him a holo of the target “if I challenge him, he will decline it and that vile little man will not hesitate to use anyone to protect himself. I need you to take care of this quietly, preferably making it look like an accident while I have a very public alibi.” You hated politics and if you had any other way you would have dealt with this on your own, but this time you would listen to your council.
“I’m not a contract killer.” He grumbles, his displeasure evident, even through the voice modulator, but he takes the device from you, reviewing the information on the man.
“But you accept bounties where the quarry needs to be delivered dead. How is this any different, Mandalorian?” You try to reason with him, really not wanting to kill him if he declines the job. You only let a few trusted guards and the councilor who suggested this in private stay in the room. The less people know, the better.
“I’m not a Mandalorian.” This statement is not as angry as the other and you know which way to take the conversation. You want to show him you know who he is as well.
“Your father was. And you wear his armour with pride. He taught you about their values, right?” You still circle around him slowly, giving in the impulse to touch his armour where he wears the sigil that marks his lineage.
“Is that why you have chosen me?” You swear his almost amused. By what, you are not completely sure. Maybe it is your suggestion, maybe it is the predatory way you keep moving around him.
You are deliberately testing him, it’s not good enough to be a fighter like you, this job takes the patience of a hunter.
“It was part of the decision.” You answer him with a teasing edge, waiting for his reaction.
“And you can blame the Empire if I fail?” Clever wolf, you think. Seeing this trap, you have no doubt he knows what you intend to do if he refuses, yet he came here, which gives you a confidence to continue.
“That might have crossed my mind” You say, adding a singsongy attitude to your speech, stopping before him, dangerously close, you continue in a serious manner. “Name your price, bounty hunter.”
He looks at you with a slightly tilted head and you can feel his gaze run along your body, almost causing you to shiver. “We will negotiate it once I return.”
With that he turns and leaves you staring after him.
•
Fett returns two days after your conversation and you greet him in the same company as last time.
“Is it time for negotiations?” You ask, making your way to him, showing that you are still not afraid, not like most of his employers.
“Yes.” He answers simply.
“Alright. What do you want, Boba Fett?” Your manner is as playful as you can get, not expecting the nature of his price.
“You. For the night.” The demand makes your councilor gasp with outrage and your guards moving to attack the bounty hunter until you raise your hand and stop them.
“You should be more careful with your words.” You warn him, placing a finger on his helmet where his mouth would be.
“You. For the night.” Boba repeats, taking your hand in his and pulling you flush against him.
His boldness makes you laugh and you can’t help your mean side to come out with a sultry tone. “There are so many ways screw you over and still keep that deal.”
“You could, but you won’t.” There is so much confidence in this man you don’t really know what to do with it.
“And why is that?” When he doesn’t answer your question you raise an eyebrow at him and he motions to the others in the room. You huff at him and order them to leave.
“You want someone who could conquer you.” He says, once you are alone. Voice laced with lust, his grip tightens on you.
“I have no desire to be tamed.” You answer, disappointed that he is like all man before him, but he surprises you with his reply.
“I know, but you want someone worthy, someone who can prove it to you that he deserves you and even a hint of your submission.” He carefully brushes along your cheek, making you gasp at the touch.
“And you think you are worthy?” You challenge him again.
“I think I earned the right to prove it.” His reply is quick, like he already knew how this conversation would play out.
“Hmm.” You make an understanding sound, not quite acknowledging that he is right. If he planned this out you want to know what he had in mind. “What did you plan to do with me tonight?”
“It would be much more fun to show you.” He’s ready with his answer again, letting you go for a moment if you decide to refuse him, he would give you space and that’s what convinced you.
“Then show me.” You barely breathe it out, then is on you in a blink of an eye.
•
He ripped off his helmet and gripped you by your jaw, smashing a demanding kiss to your lips. You moaned into him and tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away, giving you a warning look. You smirked at him and pulled him to you by the hand you sneaked into his hair. Tangling into the short curls, he let you pull him closer but his head moved to your neckline, denying you again.
You groan, annoyed and amused at the same time. He will not give in, you expected that, but it’s hard for you to let go of control. He knew how to hunt, he was the best in the galaxy and you’ve just become his prey.
Boba has been teasing you for long minutes, you have moved to your bed chambers and he immediately stripped you of your clothes, letting you take off his as well. He demands your obedience with his kisses, surprisingly gentle touches and he stops whenever you try to take control.
You never had much patience, so this is kind of torturing you but you don’t want to give up that easy. He guides you to the bed and makes you sit while he stands between your legs. He is so close his cock is almost touching your lips. Boba yanks your hair to make you look up at him so he can see your reaction when he speaks to you.
“Do you want me to fuck you, R’egean?” Your title is just as mocking as it was when he the first time he said it. You try to get out of his grip but he takes hold of your chin and demands you to admit defeat, to give in.
“If you want me to give you pleasure you will have to prove it you deserve it.” His voice has gotten more raspy with arousal. He wants this as much as you but he has more patience than you and you both know that. “Be a good girl and suck me. Do this, prove to me that you can obey and I will show you pleasure you have never dared to dream before.”
His hold on you gets less aggressive as he keeps your head in place while he pushes the head of his wide length to your lip. You part your lips and lick, taking the tip in your mouth and sucking so hard that it causes him to buckle into you. His taste and the feeling of him on your tongue overwhelms you.
“Hmm” You moan into him as you swirl your tongue around what you could take in with him keeping the distance. You lap at him, tasting the precum, making him more desperate, forcing him to move.
He goes slow at first, not pushing in more of his length than you can comfortably take in your mouth, your jaw is widened enough because of how thick he is.
You close your eyes and focus on your breathing, brushing your hands along his thighs, giving him a squeeze as you look up at him. He understood that you are giving him permission to be more rough and he doesn’t waste a second, sliding in deeper into your mouth, he makes your throat bulge, not stopping until your nose meets his pelvis.
“That’s it, such a good girl for me.” His praise makes you more wet than you would care to admit. You love how he makes sure that he doesn’t hurt you, his dominating commands make you feel vulnerable, but his gentle care reassures you, makes you feel like you can let go for a night with him.
Bobe gives you a few slow thrust before he picks up a faster rhythm for a while, then slows down again when he is getting close to his end. With his movements turning lazy you have more freedom to pleasure him.
He fucked your throat long enough to make it feel raw and tender but you ignore it and swallow around him when he slides in deeper, that earns you a groan at which you look up at him, batting your eyelashes at him, basically asking for permission which he grants you with a light smile.
Boba keeps moving in the same unhurried pace, letting you do whatever you want with him, you take in every little reaction, the tightening of his unyielding hold in your hair, his soft groans and the occasional hiss he lets out when you suck too harshly or he feels you grazing him with your teeth.
He doesn’t move as deeply as he starts to get sloppy with his thrusts. You begin to use your tongue more, pressing it to the underside of his cock when he slides in and swirling it around the tip of him when he barely remains in you as he pulls out.
You start to pump the rest of his hard length with one of your hands and play with his balls with your other, you roll them gently, then you give them a firmer squeeze, careful not to hurt, when he slides in your mouth, making him grunt loudly and buckle into you, spurring cum on your tongue without warning.
His hold on you tightens, keeping you in place as his other hand finds your throat, stopping you from swallowing with his tight grip. You keep gulping though, sucking on his twitching cock until all of that massive load of cum is gathered in your mouth. You knew what he wanted as soon as he changed to fucking you in a more shallow way, so you play the good girl for him and open your mouth as soon as he removes his softening cock, so he can admire his handiwork.
Boba licks his lips as he examines you with burning desire in his gaze, he didn’t expect you to give in this easy but he can still see that arrogant satisfaction which tells him ‘you didn’t tame me, I decided to play your game’. He wants more, he can feel himself getting hard again just by looking at you.
He bends down to kiss you deeply, licking into your mouth and tasting himself before he gives you a last peck and nods to you expectantly when he is brushing his thumb down your throat, giving you permission to swallow.
You do as he asks, gulp down every last drop then you bite your lower lip and lick at your upper one while you moan for him.
Moving faster than you can follow he takes hold of you by your thighs and displays you on the bed. When he climbs over you, he turns you around so you are lying on your stomach while he is pressing you down with his weight.
Feeling trapped, you begin to breathe more quickly but he noticed your panic and starts to smooth his hand by your side, placing gentle kisses on your shoulder, calming you enough to continue.
Boba keeps most of his weight on his right arm, bracing himself on his elbow beside you and his other hands sneaks between you, finding you wet and ready for him.
“Is that how much you enjoyed pleasing me?” He murmurs into your soft skin as he finds your opening and slides a finger into you, making you gasp at the sudden intrusion.
He prepares you, adding another finger, opening you up and chasing your orgasm by hitting that spot in you over and over again. Scissoring his fingers, he keeps stretching you, though you both know it has nothing on his impressive girth.
Boba starts to grind on you and you move with him as he fucks you with his fingers, he makes you come hard, trembling against him while he keeps moving inside you to help you through it. When you slump on the bed he removes his fingers and you can hear him moan as he licks them clean, that’s the only rest you have because as soon as he is done with that you can feel him slide through your folds.
He coats himself in your wetness before he starts to breach your still tight hole. The stretch is worse than you imagined, grabbing the sheets, you hide your face while you groan against the bed. He stops but you raise your hips, letting him know you can take it.
You can feel him chuckle against you and he presses another kiss to your shoulder while he keeps moving. He stops when he his completely inside you, Boba is soothing you with gentle touches and kisses while you adjust to him.
When your walls start to flutter around him, he slides out of you almost all the way then slowly slides back so he is balls deep into you. You realise he is teasing you, when you try to tell him with another arch of your hips to keep going faster. He wants you to beg but you seethe silently for a while until you can’t help but moan, even at this maddeningly slow pace he is stimulating you enough to drive you crazy but not enough to reach the edge.
“Fuck..please.” You give in after a half an hour of this torture, you didn’t think it was possible for him to keep going for this long, especially with how much you have been squeezing him.
“What was that, princess?” Oh, you’re gonna kill the fucker later. When you don’t answer he thrusts inside you with a little more force and stays still like that. Which causes you to fucking whimper in frustration.
“Please?” You beg him simply, with tears in your eyes he cannot see. But he is not done with conquering you yet.
“Please, what?” He murmurs in your ear, plastering himself all over you.
“Ah, fuck me.” You say angrily, trying to buckle into him again but he is pushing you down, making it impossible to move properly.
“And what do I get in return?” He asks, rolling his hips, grinding into you which has you let out a half moaning half crying sound.
“What do you want?” You scream out defeated.
“Let me come inside you.” He phrases it almost like a question, he doesn’t want to push his luck but you freeze under him nonetheless. Having him come inside you would mark you, even the swallowing was a bit much, none of this is anything you have allowed anyone to do before.
Boba lets you move when you turn a little to look at him, you grab him by his curls and smash a kiss on his lips. “Earn it.” You practically growl against him.
That makes him smile rather wickedly before he moves you back in place, sits up and raises you up by your hips to fuck into you with fever. One hand stays there, your lower body held in place by the other on your back.
You can feel him so deep inside you, hitting your cervix each time he thrust back into you. It’s too much pain and too much pleasure, the mixture of both making your whole body tremble. Your walls tighten around him painfully as you orgasm with a shriek and he fucks you through it without ever slowing down.
You are so wet, your pussy makes a squelching sound that echoes through the room with your moans and the sound of slapping skin against skin. His pace changes when you come down from your high, he pushes in you just as roughly but somehow with more strength and he starts to roll his hips again with each push, finding that spot inside you and he keeps hammering into it when your sudden jolt gives it away that he found the right angle.
He keeps at it until he makes you come again. This time you can feel that you have soaked the sheets under you as you soak his still hard cock that hasn’t stopped for a second to split you open.
“Oh, Boba” You moan his name when your high just doesn’t want to end and he takes this as his cue.
“Have I earned it?” He questions you, bending over you again, nipping at your earlobe after he spoke. His hand slides from your waist to your folds, cupping you while teasing your clit.
“Yes.” You scream, still riding your high as he keeps fucking you.
That’s all he needed, three more thrusts and he slams into you as deep as he can and he paints your walls with his cum. At the same time he bites down on your shoulder, hard. He makes another mark on you that way and triggers a new orgasm with pinching your clit suddenly.
You scream again, you come so violently, your only thought is that truly never experienced pleasure like this. He kept his promise, so you keep yours and let him fill you up with his cum. You can tell he comes as much as he had in your mouth, if not more. If you would be on your back, you would probably see yourself bulge a little as he stuffs you to the brim, but then again his cock probably had you bulging on its own.
He surprises you again with the filthiest thing you had ever experienced when he pulls out and turns you on your back. Wasting no time to settle between your legs and lick into your oversensitive pussy, he pays little attention to your clit, only sucking it at one and licking a broad swipe against you from your entrance to your clit, rolling it with his tongue before focusing on you sloppy hole.
He pushes his tongue inside you, licking and slurping up his cum. His hands are holding you in place while he takes what he wants. You didn’t think it was possible but he has you coming again in a few minutes, it is not as intense but you still coat him in your arousal. He licks you through it and moves up on your body, brushing against your sides until his hands settle at the sides of your face, he motions for you with his thumb on your chin to open your mouth and you obey with wide eyes. He keeps his distance so you can see when he lets your combined cum slide on your tongue from his mouth. Boba grips your throat again, preventing you from swallowing until he had spit it all in your mouth. Then he kisses you again, smearing the cum on your lips too. This time he’s the one to make a sound, he groans into you and you feel his cock hardening against your stomach.
You pull away with even wider eyes, swallowing when he lets you go. Your expression tells ‘you cannot think I can take this again’, but all you get is that wicked smirk. Boba silences you with a kiss before you can protest and shoves his still hardening length in you in one move. He is hard enough to fuck you again and you don’t have the energy to resist him.
He keeps his rough pace, pushing in and out of you, chasing his own pleasure this time. He kisses your tears off, which seemingly making him more desperate. Your abused core is so wet he can move without hurting you but the sensitiveness still makes it painful as you feel the familiar tightening, you grab onto him, hands around his shoulder and one leg around his waist.
He keeps going as you come, finally losing control when you return his bite, latching onto his shoulder as you flutter around him. His hips snapping into you one more time before he comes in you again. This time he doesn’t make a move to clean you up or even slide out of you.
Boba rolls you around so you are splayed over him and he brushes your hair while exhaustion claims you and you slip into a dreamless sleep. The last thing you hear is his voice, telling you to rest a little because he is not done with you.