Multifandom One-shots

The Mandalorian (Touch Starved Imagine)

~ Both you and Din are touch starved

~ While working together, you two end up hiding in a wall compartment.

~ You're standing face-to-face without much room

~ Your arms are threaded across and through each others, and you're both bracing your hands against opposite walls.

~ You can hear his quiet breathing

~ Your legs are pressed against his, meeting at the calves and thighs.

~ Someone passes by outside and Din leans forward to look at them through a crack, his neck pressing against yours.

~ You can feel his pulse and his breathing move through his throat

~ He wraps his arm around your side and puts his hand on your back, pulling you closer so he can see better.

~ "Looks like we'll have to wait a while," he says softly through his helmet.

~ You shuffle around a little bit and you both instinctively press yourselves closer

~ You can feel the rise and fall of his stomach against yours

~ He wraps his other arm around the back of your shoulders, gripping you tightly.

~ Warmth seeps from the areas of him that aren't covered in armor: his neck, the crook of his elbows, his pelvis, and his lower thighs.

~ You two stand there, pressed together, until the coast is clear.

~ After that, you both begin making more physical contact with each other on a regular basis.