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Hi friends! I'm getting my feet wet in the fandom today both with a new fic and a new blog! I'd love if you guys checked out my first dinluke fic & let me know what you think! I'm really excited to start my journey & make new pals in a new fandom. This one's 18+, so minors DNi! Click over to AO3 to read And It's All Alright!

They start with harmless staffs that clank and groan under the pressure of two brilliantly gifted fighters. Mando is quick on his feet and efficient with the armor that covers most of his body. His recklessness is a testament to always having his most fleshy and important bits covered. Luke tucks that knowledge away for when their sabers join the party and the true fun really begins.

For a while, Luke inevitably beats up on the Mandalorian until one day, the staff is knocked out of Luke’s hands and Mando is finally, triumphantly hovering over him.

With his chest still heaving, Luke grins up from his place on the floor. A bubble of laughter escapes when a soft sigh leaves the Mandalorian’s lips – even through the vocoder, Luke hears real pride in the gesture.

“That was amazing. I didn’t even see you coming,” Luke gushes, still heaving out laughs and trying to catch his breath. The next moment, Mando holds out a hand that Luke eagerly accepts. Being lifted to shaky feet is too much for the euphoric feeling Luke’s floating around in and his legs give out. As Mando pulls him up, Luke loses his balance and goes tumbling into an armored chest.

Strong arms wrap around him, holding him tightly against bright beskar. Luke tries not to breath but it’s no use. The desperate desire to look up is too much. Despite knowing eyes won’t be there to catch his own, Luke tilts his head up to stare at the dark line of Mando’s visor. He’s a second away from speaking when that very same helmet comes down to rest against Luke’s forehead, sharp armor against smooth skin.

Luke later finds out that Mando kissed him that day. It takes a few more fumbles into strong arms for the two of them to take the next step. In a post-orgasmic stupor, Luke learns what a keldabe kiss is and its importance amongst the Mandalorian’s.

“Until we’re clan, the gesture is all I’m able to give,” Mando says, a wistfulness to his modulated voice. As if to drive that longing Luke recognizes home, familiar hands come up to frame his face. Luke doesn’t hesitate to tilt his head up; he’s slowly growing used to the cool metal against his skin. The tenderness of it soothes an ache Luke never knew he had. While their carnality is lovely, Luke appreciates the affection more.

Though, that idea is severely tested the day the Mandalorian finally tells him his name. “Call me Din,” he says, sounding both shy and desperately determined. Luke is certain arousal isn’t the reaction his lover is looking for but there’s no time to argue. Moving with the force, Luke is in Din’s lap before their next breath. “Hi, Din,” Luke eventually says, a wide smile on his face.

Read the rest on AO3!

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