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Beskar Nights	By : WhisperedWishes Category: Star Wars (All) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1289 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been only a week since they entered into this little...agreement...her, Paz and Din. They had only met together one more time since that day in the laundry room but this was the first time that it was just two of them.
Din was off hunting bounties which gave her and Paz time alone.
And he pounced at the opportunity, laying a heavy hand onto her shoulder and pressing the cold metal of his helmet into her neck as she folded laundry. Her face was hot, burning from his words.
"I can't wait to get you alone. I've been thinking all day of all the things I want to do to you."
A smack sounded, a gentle sting cut across her nerves as the leather connected with her inner thigh and she gasped.
"You're distracted, mouse...your not thinking about him are you?"
Din.
She shook her head.
He chuckled, "Naughty Mira. You're lying."
Another smack and it left her gasping.
"No."
"Good because he's not here. He's not the one who has you tied to the bed right now. Who does?"
She shook her head and the leather stung as it landed against her outer thigh.
"Who?!"
"You."
"My name, little mouse, what's my name?"
"Paz! You do! Paz Vizla!"
"Good girl."
The leather trailed over her sensitive folds, making Mira shiver. Her breath caught, eyes fluttering shut.
"No," he growled. The leather connected lightly with her folds and she jerked against her bindings at the jolt of pleasure shot through her.
"Eyes open. Keep them on the mirror, little mouse. I want you to watch me take you apart."
Her eyes opened, shifting to land on her reflection and she moaned at the sight of the red marks forming on her thighs already.
His gloved hand slid over the marks on her inner thighs, thumbs teasing light touches on either side of her folds. "So wet and I've barely touched you."
"Paz..." she panted. He was right. That was the first time he had really touched her, the moment he tied her wrists none withstanding. His hands though, were encased in those damned leather gloves and maker her nerve endings were going crazy with need.
His helmet was fixated on her, the hand gripping the whip tightening, "you remember the word, right?"
She nodded, "tok'kad."
"Good."
He was heavy infantry, of course he would make the safe word, 'retreat'.
She arched up again as the whip connected with one hip then the other. Her skin was thrumming with excitement as the leather came back down, right across her left breast, catching the edge of her nipple and leaving her gasping in a heady mix of pain and pleasure. It hurt yes, but the ache it left behind made her tremble.
He moved the leather down between her legs, sliding it through the slickness and she bucked up into it before he trailed it down her legs, painting her skin with her own slick.
"Your legs are trembling, little mouse. Did it feel that good?”
"Y-yes."
The tip of the leather whip smacked gently against her clit and she let out a soft gasping cry.
"Fu-" She couldn't even finished the curse as he brought it back down against her folds again and her head dropped back into the sheets.
"Look in the mirror, Mira. Look at how delicious you fucking look with all those red marks on your skin. Fuck, you see it?"
She could see in the corner of the mirror how he had already removed his codpiece, seeing the outline of his cock straining against his pants. She bit her lip, letting slip a needy groan.
He chuckled, rubbing himself through his pants, "See something you want, little mouse?"
"Paz...please?"
"Oh no. Not yet. I've got you all to myself, Mira. I'm not stopping until you are absolutely wrecked, screaming for my cock."
He threw the whip to the side, pulling his gloves off before reaching down at the foot of the bed and she stretched her neck, trying to look but fell back with a frustrated huff when she couldn't. That made him laugh.
"So impatient, Mira. Don't worry, you'll like this."
When he stood, he was holding a scrap of fabric in his hands tightly, moving to stand next to her head. She looked at him confused, until the bed dipped and he was reaching it up to her eyes.
She shook her head, "A blindfold? Paz."
"This is the only way you are going to get my mouth on your sweet little body, Mira. You know the creed prevents me from showing my face, but with this....well, little mouse, it won't hurt to bend the rules a bit."
He was bending the rules just so he could...
Her heart was like a wild bird caught in her chest, fluttering violently against her ribs.
"Paz?"
His hand smacked her breast hard and she gasped. "Are you done for the night? You want to say the word?"
She shook her head, leaning up so he could secure the fabric snugly over her eyes darkness swallowing her vision whole. With her eyes effectively cut off...her other senses reached out. Her ears caught the small sound of clasps unfastening and she stilled, waiting with bated breath until she distinctly caught the sound of metal hitting the floor. He took it off. He took his helmet off.
"Good girl."
Her thighs twitched at the pure tone of his voice freed of his helmet and it sounded so...taboo to her ears. She moaned softly.
"Paz, your...maker, your voice."
And then he chuckled and she...she whimpered. "My voice turn you on that much?"
Again she whimpered.
His hot breath brushing against her ear made her arch violently, "I bet I could make you cum just like this. Using only my breath and my voice. Let's see if I can."
She sighed breathlessly, "Paz, please."
"Breathe, little mouse."
And then he exhaled, blowing little puffs across her cheek and then her lips. His voice caressed over her lips, "Fuck, such a responsive little slut, aren't you?"
"Paz!"
"Yes, moan my name just like that, Mira."
Her core was pulsing, she needed his touch...needed him.
Another breath against her neck made her cry out. This lack of sight was making her incredibly focused on other sensations...the warmth of his breath, the slightly spicy smell of his skin, the sound of his voice, richer and smoother without the filter of the helmet distorting it.
"Fu-ck."
The butterfly touches at her sides quickly retreated as she could feel him leaning closer to her body. Then his breath was on her breasts, the warm air teasing at her nipples, trailing down onto her sternum. She mewled his name again and this time he groaned.
"Fuck, you nearly sound wrecked already."
"Please, please...maker please!"
"Easy there, little mouse."
He took a deep breath, blowing it out softly down her stomach and then he stopped. She was panting heavily, her head quickly darting back and forth. She was trying to listen for him, to figure out where he was but the room was silent.
"Paz?"
It seemed like she had waited forever for him to speak and when he did, his breath against the skin of the thigh made her jerk her hips. He bit down hard, soothing over it with his tongue before pressing another bit to her other leg. He continued pressing small bites into her flesh, inching closer and closer to her core.
His breath was hot against her clit as he moaned. "You're fucking addictive. I want to taste you, Mira, to plunge my tongue into your sweet little hole and eat until you cum all over my face."
She cried out in frustration, pulling at her bindings. He blew again and again, breaking into a chuckle when she gasped sharply when his tongue darted out, licking a long strip up over her clit.
"Y-you cheating." She panted.
"Having you splayed out like this, bare and needy for me...I couldn't resist."
He groaned, mouth moving against her like he was a man starved, licking and slurping as he traced his tongue in circles around her clit, dipping back down to thrust into her, moving in and out as he drummed his fingers against her inner thighs.
His voice was muffled as he pressed his nose into folds, "Fuck! You need to cum, baby. Cum all over my face, Mira!"
His lips closed around her clit as fingers teased into her and she keened loudly, her orgasm crashing down over her over-sensitized body and she was left gasping, her breathing as wild and erratic as her pulse.
"Paz! Fuc-" His fingers kept pressing into her and again her body tensed up as he pushed her towards the peak again. His teeth lightly nibbled at the skin surrounding her clit, exhaling loudly over her.
"Give me another one, little mouse. I know you can."
"I-I can't...its t-too much."
He crooked his fingers roughly inside her and she cried out. "Yes you can. You're a good girl...such a good girl, Mira."
And she fell apart again, arching her back as her coaxed yet another orgasm from her body. The wet sounds of him cleaning her slick from her core made her thighs tremble.
"Fuck, yes! "
She was sobbing, her body was aching...she needed him.
"Fuck, Paz, please fuck me!"
He cursed, tearing his mouth and fingers away from her, crawling back over her and she could hear him fumbling with his belt. Only to cry out as he slammed deep with her, bottoming out. His grip was painful as he continued to slam into her relentlessly. Her pussy quivered violently as another orgasm crashed through her.
He growled, "That's it! Keep cumming for me!"
She was lost, her mind whirling with too much pleasure...she could barely speak as he lifted her up into his brutal thrusts. The angle caused him to hit something inside her and she screamed loud as yet another orgasm ripped across her nerve-endings.
"Mira! Fuck, yes! You like this? Like my cock claiming your sweet little pussy?"
She couldn't take another one, her clit throbbed painfully and she could barely catch her breath, reducing to a stuttering whimper, "Tok...tok-kad!"
He stilled, looking down at her as she sobbed the word again. He cursed, pulling away from her with a groan before clutching her face in his hands. "Mira?"
She shook her head, "Maker, Paz. I-I..."
"You okay?"
"It wouldn't stop."
He was worried now. "Mira? Too far?"
"The orgasm wouldn't stop."
That made him chuckle, "Really? Shit. That good?"
"Paz."
"Sorry." His lips pressed against her temple before he tipped her chin up and kissed her gently. She moaned into his mouth not noticing him reaching up and undoing the bindings.
"Let me make it up to you." He grabbed her wrists and brought her hands to his chest helping her to remove his shirt and her hands splayed over the defined muscles she revealed. She bit her lip.
"Paz?"
"Go ahead, explore. We'll go at your pace now, little mouse."
She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his chest and he mumbled a groan. Her tongue darted out, flicking over a nipple.
"Fuck."
His hands tangled into her hair and dragged her up for another gentle kiss, before licking at her bottom lip, dipping into her mouth when she gasped. He ground his tongue against hers and she fell against him, her hands sliding up his chest and down over his shoulders before sliding up the back of his neck, fingers weaving into the hair on his head. It was cut short but still enough length that she could pull it. She moaned into his mouth at the feel of his cock pressing into her stomach. He hissed, hands gripping her sides, as he pressed his forehead against hers.
He gave a surprised grunt when she pushed at his shoulders hard and he fell back onto the bed.
She reached down between them, wrapping her hand around him gently guiding him up into her as she slowly sunk down.
He groaned, grabbing her hips gently.
"Fuck, Mira."
She pulled herself off him before inching back down slowly. Again and again, slowly until he was panting heavily underneath her.
"Mira...can I?"
"Yes."
He growled, snapping his hips up into her and she cried out, clutching at her breasts.
"Fuck, mesh'la...so fucking beautiful."
A hand dropped to her clit, lighting pinching and pulling at it, rolling it between his fingers. He thrust up into again and she cried out, head dropping back as she came, squeezing tightly around him and he yelled, sitting up as he pulled her down onto him tightly, jerking up into her wildly.
"Fuck! Fu-uck..."
His free hand clutched her head to his as he kissed her viciously, nibbling at her lips as they both panted heavily.
"Paz?"
"Yes, little mouse?"
"Put the damn helmet back on."
He chuckled, "Keep saying things like that, little mouse..."
"And what?"
"Maybe I'll tell you some day."
"Tease. Helmet?"
"Pushy, needy little thing." He rumbled, the bed dipping as he got up, grabbing his helmet and she heard the sound of the fastenings being redone and smiled widely, motioning to her blindfold.
"Please? I want to see you again."
He chuckled, "A bit backwards, isn't it?"
"Don't care. I want to see that helmet."
The rush of bright lights made her blink rapidly until her eyes adjusted and as soon as she saw him leaning close to her she motioned him onto the bed, pulling his shoulders forward. He shook his helmet, stepping back.
"Where are you going?"
He disappeared into the fresher, returning with a soft cloth in his hands and some bacta spray.
"Let's get you cleaned up, little mouse and those bites on your thighs need some bacta. You're going to be sore in the morning, Mira. I'm surprised you didn't stop me earlier."
"Sorry."
His voice was full of pride, "Don't apologize, Mira. Don't be afraid to tell me to stop at any point. That's why I gave you the safe word...to keep me from going too far, okay? I know I'm much larger than you and as much as I love fucking you into this mattress, I don't want you to get hurt."
"I understand."
"Such a good girl, now lay back. I'll take care of you."
She leaned back on the bed and sighed contentedly as he wiped gently at her folds with the warm cloth before spraying bacta onto every mark he could find, rubbing over them softly with his fingers. She sighed again.
The bed sagged under his weight and he gasped when she pushed him onto his back again, chuckling when she snuggled into his side wrapping an arm around her snugly.
"When is Din getting back?"
"Worry about him in the morning. Go to sleep."
"Paz?"
"He'll be fine. Sleep."
She pressed a kiss over his heart, "Good night, Paz."
He petted her head, nuzzling into her with his helmet.
"Good night, cyar'ika."
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