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Lando Carlrissian was a man of fine tastes, good jewelry, top designer clothes, expensive and elegant ships from the mid-rim, paintings worth of thousands of credits and dangerous boyfriends.
That's why Boba Fett was his ex. The passion had been overflowing, had embraced them in a dangerous dance that consumed them for a long time, but at one point, Fett proved to love his work more than he loved Lando, so at that point, they decided that the relationship would end; on good terms, years passed where Lando still visited Fett's bed casually.
Before the sarlacc incident he would simply show up at Fett's palace to make Boba's new partners jealous, why?
Well, why not?
A little drama (more drama) was needed in Boba's life, and Lando loved being a part of that chaos. He laughed for hours in his room remembering the jealous looks, scenes and tears that Boba's lovers made.
Maybe ... He just liked to ruin opportunities for Boba, just like how Boba ruined one of his capes long ago.
What? It was an exquisite cape, from Designer Karolina D'rastel, Boba had to pay for it somehow.
So when he learned from his informants that someone was a frequent visitor to Fett's palace, he decided to wear his most slutties outfit and pay a visit to his ex.
From his informants he could not know much about the appearance of the new couple, Boba's new love interest seemed to "pass missing" in the eyes of others, but it was clearly noticeable Fett's absence, and how much time he spent with his lover.
So it was a huge surprise to find himself in Fett's office face to face with that librarian-faced guy using Fett's stupid desk, the one that he NEVER let him touch.
Not even to fuck.
The guy had a number of papers strewn above the desk and seemed to be immersed in their reading when he noticed his presence.
"Oh, Mister Lando Carlrissian! A pleasure!"
Ah, one point in favor of the bookworm, he knew who he was, but did he know about his past with Fett?
"It's a pleasure indeed, and where is Boba?" He purposely ignored asking for the other man's name. He wanted to cause a reaction.
But there was not one.
Instead the man adjusted his glasses and reviewed what appeared to be an agenda, was him his secretary?
"Boba will arrive in an hour or so, you can make yourself comfortable anywhere in the palace"
Excuse me? What?
"Ah, I think I did bring my bathing suit with me, I'll go to the pools" Lando smiled. He would seduce Boba in the pools, he always fell for it.
"The weather is perfect for it, the bar is open for you mister Carlrissian" said the man, now that he looked at him better, his hair was brown and he had one or another well tamed curls, his mustache was well trimmed and combed, a pair of glasses that were from a very expensive brand. Of course, his clothes were not elegant at all, he seemed to have come from the nearest library.
"Would you mind ordering wine for me?" Lando asked, THAT never failed, it always irritated Boba's lovers, making them feel like only mere servants.
Instead, this guy nodded silently and tapped a communicator on Boba's desk.
"Verx, can you serve Mr. Lando Carlrissian in the pool when he arrive? " The other voice asked if he wanted white or red wine and the bookworm repeated the question to Lando "Which wine do you prefer?"
Lando took a few seconds to respond.
"Red wine .... Can you tell Boba to find me in the pool? I have to talk something to him in private" Lando smiled with all the malice in the world.
But the other man was unfazed! He nodded again and smiled.
"Of course, it will be my pleasure Mister Lando"
What the hell was wrong with that guy? Maybe this was not Boba's lover but actually his secretary?
Lando Carlrissian, interspatial model, exquisite ex-politician, elegant and skilled philanthropist, was always ready for any occasion.
So there he was, impregnating oil on his body feeling the gaze of the bartender on him, Lando winked at him several times, which concluded in that man serving him the wine as if he were a puppy looking for his ears to be petted, his swimsuit consisted of a tight speedo that left nothing to the imagination.
When Lando applied oil to his rear, he knew that the bartender was breathing hard and that he had his undivided attention.
But all that changed when he heard Boba's voice down the corridors leading to the pool. Lando made himself comfortable in the most suggestive and sensual way and drank his wine. Making it understood that this was a natural and casual pose.
Boba appeared at his side in a few seconds looking at his face, how strange, Lando thought, whenever he put on his bathing suit Boba would look him up and down as if he were a forbidden fruit.
"Lando" Boba's raspy voice attracted his attention.
"Ah, Boba, always so sweet." He took a deep drink from his glass and set it aside on the extension chair where he was sunbathing, ignoring it to be completely attentive to Fett "We hadn't seen each other for so long, didn't we?"
"Yes, what do you need?" Now that he looked at Boba, it looked like he was coming back from work, he could smell blaster residue on his clothes.
Lando got up from his chair slowly, knowing how to make eyes fall on him, the bartender's eyes were certainly on him, but Boba's were not.
"I ran into your secretary," he said with clear malice.
Boba Fett frowned and crossed his arms.
"Lando, we have already talked about this, Fennec is not my secretary, Fennec hates that you call her that, Fennec is my second in command and I will not intervene when she wants to cut your balls"
Lando laughed out loud.
"I'm not talking about Fennec! I was talking about the little bookworm you have in your cherished and beloved office! Using nothing more and nothing less than your desk"
At that moment, two things happened. First, Boba fett, the dreaded Dra'kyrayc hodar darkened his visage and in that moment, Lando remembered that Fett was more than just a businessman, if not also a feared criminal, and second, Lando enjoyed it. Knowing that he was correct, that very poorly dressed man was Boba's new lover.
"Lando" that sounded like a threat. But he took it as an invitation to get closer to Boba, smiling and placing his hands on his chest.
"Boba" he replied smiling and the other man shook him off.
" What are you doing?" Boba exclaimed. Cleaning even the spot where his oiled hands had touched the clothes.
"I'm welcoming you," Expressed supermodel Lando Carlrissian.
"Lando, the man in my office is Din Djarin and he is my boyfriend, so I ask you" his gaze was intense and his voice was very clear "That you respect his presence and respect my relationship with him"
To which Lando laughed out.
"What are you talking about? You never respected the others, you always looked pleased that I filled the empty spaces in your bed and in your arms" Lando this time tried to get closer to Boba, lean on him and convince him, but he almost fell on his face when Fett took two steps back.
"Now it's different, what do you want?" Boba insisted, getting as far away from Lando as he could.
Surely Boba was infatuated, in a few weeks it would pass and Lando could show up again and ruin everything.
"I need you to lend me some jewelry, for a photoshoot"
"Ah, alright, let's go with Din, he has good taste in these things"
To which Lando gave another laugh as he picked up an elegant cloth robe from the chair.
"Tatooine will start to snow if you're right about that"
...
Lando looked out of the office window several times, expecting to see the snowflakes fall.
They had arrived at the office a few minutes ago, only to see Boba shower Din with kisses, who melted at such display of public affection without the slightest bit of shyness. For a few seconds Boba's kisses rose from his hand, up his arm, his shoulder, his neck and for a moment when Din let out a gasp that seemed more like a moan, Lando thought they had forgotten his presence.
Fett had never been like this with him in his life. He was not envious, rather it kindled a morbid curiosity. What was interesting and special about this bookworm?
When the couple broke up their embrace, that's when Lando began his mental journey to snowy Tatooine.
Din now was putting a beautiful choker around Lando's neck, and Din complimented him!
"This piece dates from XVI-BBY, it is the jewelry collection of an ancient zabrak queen, as you will see, the jewelry enhances your neck, the centerpiece is a beautiful sapphire in a beautiful trillion cut, matches your eyes and your skin tone, it's perfect for those open-chested pieces you talk about "said Din Djarin, secretary, bookworm and apparently new boyfriend of Boba Fett, with such a serious, clean and honest tone.
He even asked Boba how the necklace looked on Lando. To which Boba was only replying with "You're right Ner Cyar"
Lando avoided rolling his eyes, just because Din Djarin was right, and the choker looked explendid on him.
He concluded borrowing about three pieces from Boba's collection. Perhaps a fourth would have been taken, if not for Din's sudden departure.
A comm tone sounded several times in the room and Din dropped the pieces in Lando's hands and ran to answer.
He walked away from them and stood near the window answering their call. When he finished he approached Boba and Lando with a shy smile.
"I would love to stay Mister Lando, I really would like to review more pieces that can highlight your figure, but, work calls me"
To which Boba's expression changed completely, as if he were not the Dra'kyrayc hodar, if not as if it were a homeless little animal, losing a potential owner who will take him home.
"Ow, baby, so soon?" Even his voice sounded different, begging for Din.
And Din didn't make him wait. Meeting him closer, caressing with the back of his hand his face. Boba closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation.
"I'll be back soon, wait for me" The voice that Din Djarin used was like the one you could use to someone else but not Boba. Boba wasn't like this. Boba hated this.
But Boba melted. Took Din's hands into his. And pampered them with kisses, anchoring to it like a castaway in the middle of the sea.
"I'll wait a eternity for you"
Lando looked back at the window waiting again for the snow to drop in the middle of the day.
He was astonished.
…
After digging around a bit, he discovered more about the bookworm; Din Djarin, forty-year-old adult, restorer and authenticator of art from the Nevarro museum, wore pale-toned jackets, sometimes he dared with a gray or black jacket, Long sleeves with buttons shirts, he seemed to be biased between blue jeans and dress pants. His choice of shoes was so boring that he preferred not to comment on it, but his glasses were branded, specifically they were from the designer Dtek Zimman, perfectly framing his nose and the beautiful brown eyes that he had, Lando had to give Boba a vote of favor for choosing Din just for that.
But, Lando decided that he had to rearrange his plans, and attack Din with his best weapons. So he asked his little informants at Fett palace to let him know when Din would be with Boba in his office, very specific perhaps. But Lando loved to cause drama and disaster.
That day Lando entered Boba Fett's office ignoring what the guard posted outside had told him.
"The boss is busy in the office with Djarin"
That only lit his flame of curiosity more, what was special about Din Djarin?
The doors opened and he found Din sitting at Boba's desk, the latter sitting in his chair with one of his hands on Din's thigh.
"OH, I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" He said with a mock of modesty.
Boba looked at him as if he was capable of killing him at that moment. But Din smiled when he saw him.
"Mister Lando! Oh no! Not at all! We were just talking"
Talk in this economy? Lando Carlrissian doubted it. He closed the doors behind him and walked over to the couple, seeing Boba's cold expression on his face.
"I see he lets you use the desk for everything" Lando winked at Din "Isn't it a very sensual desk? Perfect to fuck on top of it" he knew it would offend Boba, and he knew that Din would be upset at the comment, all Of Boba's ex-partners hated talking about sex or their intimate life with him. And Lando did it on purpose.
But Boba spluttered, not taking his hand off Din's thigh. While the aforementioned smiled and slightly covered his mouth.
"Right !? I've told Boba that so often, plus it's very tough, days ago I thought we'd break it but it lasted two rounds without even splintering"
Lando Carlrissian was stunned again, Boba Fett, damn Dra'kyrayc hodar. He had sex with Din Djarin at his stupid and sensual desk where he did not let anyone but himself touch him.
This was serious ... Without fear of being wrong, Lando would swear that Boba was madly in love.
...
One day Lando did not announce his arrival. He kept himself as usual around the open areas of the castle, security always letting him come and go as he pleased, due to his history with the boss and the fact that Lando did not travel armed, at least not him. But the only weapon Lando brought to Fett Palace was his mouth and words.
He found Din sleeping in an extension chair in the pool area. He had a book on his face, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were rumpled and he was not wearing shoes or socks, he was under a leafy umbrella.
Lando felt considerate and decided not to wake the bookworm.
Until he ran into Fennec.
"Did all of Boba's exes decide to come today?" Said the exquisite Fennec Shand, the woman hated him, but who was him to deny the beauty and lethality of that woman?
Lando raised an eyebrow. Who the hell had come to visit Boba?
By the time Lando approached the office he knew he didn't have to turn on the sound amplifier on his earring to eavesdrop on the conversation.
Boba Fett was clearly raising his voice to Aurra Sing. When he and Boba broke up, Fett ended up getting entangled in a number of terrible relationships. But that's how Boba was, he had met him when he ended a toxic relationship with someone who belonged to his work circle.
So knowing that Boba and Aurra Sing were dating after their breakup did not surprise him, the woman; who was about ten years apart and treated him like a sack of vegetables, was not the most pleasant thing to look at, his fashion sense stank and carried with her a perennial expression of chronic constipation that bored Lando to death.
He listened to the conversation outside, spying.
"Get away from him!" There was Boba.
"Oh! So you're interested! What's so special about the dead rat that is asleep in your yard?" Aurra's voice was sour. Lando might not be able to cause the drama he had been seeking for so long, but he would get to witness one.
"What is special about him is only important to me!" Boba bellowed like a bloody hound.
"You really have fallen very low, and you do know about falling low" the woman uttered. And that even struck hard to him, that was a sick and blow comment.
He heard how something fell to the ground and how the woman laughed.
"You're insane if you think I'd ever lay a finger on you again! And if I did, I'd do it to kill you!" Boba was serious, everything in his tone of voice gave him away.
"Does the rat fucks better? Or does it have something more interesting?"
"What do you care about? Maybe he has more honor than you, and if you care so much about me, you would have come to help me get me out of the sarlacc" Boba spat so clearly that the phrase was heard throughout the hall.
"You were meat waiting to be digested Fett, besides, you speak as if that rat had the courage for that"
"He does!"
Lando backed away.
He even tried to get closer to the planet where Boba had been thrown, but everyone insisted that no one survived a sarlacc.
And honestly, Lando was there to put together a soap opera drama, not to hear what kind of business and grudges Aurra Sing and Boba Fett had.
It was curious, yes, more than normal, since Boba had escaped from the sarlacc he had not had any more serious relationship. They had even seen each other a couple of times, but Boba was cold and only interested in casual sex.
But there was none of that between Boba and Din. They both seemed committed to the relationship, and that only increased Lando's curiosity. What was Din Djarin hiding that was interesting?
He returned to the pool area where Din Djarin was still sleeping in the chair, Lando took one also under the umbrellas and decided to relax a bit, he ordered a glass of liquor from the bartender while smiling at him.
When he had more than three of those savory sweet cocktails called desert rose, he heard three blaster shots coming from inside the palace.
And suddenly beside him; Din Djarin woke up in a jump and ran (barefoot) into the palace behind more security guards.
Lando wasn't a coward, but he wasn't a hero either. Fett had security all over the place, his reflexes were not fast, his presence inside the palace would not be of much help.
He decided to drink some more to calm his nerves.
A few minutes passed and no one came back. So curiosity got the better of Lando and he entered the palace again.
Upon entering he learned about the succession of events; that who had shot was Boba, of course, no one outside the palace entered with weapons, that Aurra Sing had not been injured, apparently it had been a threat and that she had already left the palace on word not to approach again more than ever, and that it was Din Djarin who had thrown the woman out.
Lando drank slowly from his drink.
Finding Fett back in his office had been unwise. The door was open and a cleaning droid was organizing the mess.
He continued searching for the aforementioned until a couple of whispers caught his attention, he turned on the sound amplifier on his earring and was not surprised to hear Din talking to Boba.
"Mesh'la, tell me what it was, what she told you that upset you like this"
"Din, I really don't want to repeat what she said, I'm fine"
"You're not fine, you're upset" Din gasped "but you will be, soon, I promise" Lando could tell from the silence and the sound that it was a kiss between the couple. "Come on, come down to the pool with me, soak your feet for a bit, I'll give you a massage, and I'll take care of Aurra."
Boba's voice stopped, and then he gasped. This wasn't the Boba Fett Lando knew, or did he really not know Boba Fett completely?
"Din, no, seriously, I'll take care of it"
"Boba, I'll take care of it, I promise you"
Lando left the place as fast as he could before they found him spying, and returned to the bar in the pool area where he drank some more, as if nothing had happened.
By the time Boba came down holding Din Djarin's hand, Lando considered that he had too many drinks on him, as the art restorer's gaze no longer carried that usual joviality, but rather, an unmistakable glow that screamed danger.
Despite this, Din treated him kindly and did not separate from Boba for a second.
Din took off Boba's jacket, had him take off his shoes, and they sat on some outdoor couches that graced another session of the pools.
He watched as Din gave Boba a gentle hand massage, and how Boba slowly nodded to the point of falling asleep on Din's shoulder.
Boba Fett never slept with others. He never let his guard down.
And there he was, the great Dra'kyrayc hodar, sleeping peacefully against the shoulder of the art restorer and authenticator Din Djarin.
By the time the noon hours grew intense, Din woke Boba with gentle caresses and kisses.
From his place Lando could see how Din was sending Boba to sleep in a more comfortable place.
And Lando thought this was the opportunity to talk to the bookworm.
So he called him and was pleased to see the authenticator approach the bar.
His face was serious now, he didn't look like he was going to lash out, but it seemed like he thought carefully about each of his actions, like ... like Din was plotting something in the background.
It reminded him a bit of Boba, of those few times he saw him plot criminal plans.
"I'll invite you a glass Din Djarin, you deserve it"
The named seemed to think about it and his shoulders relaxed, taking a seat next to Lando. Who shared a colorful drink in his hands.
"Tell me, who are you Din Djarin?"
That caused Din to widen his eyes in surprise, he didn't expect that kind of question from him.
"What are you referring to, Mister?"
Lando took a swig of his drink.
"Come on, let's leave the formalities" Lando insisted.
And he was fascinated by the change in Din's expression, he was no longer a little bookworm, he was a hunter relaxing, waiting at any minute to attack his prey.
"What do you want to talk about Lando?"
"It seems that the only thing we have in common is that we sleep with the same man and a good taste for jewelry" Lando blurts out, raising his glass, inviting Din to toast with him.
Din smiles, tired, it is not the smile that he has given him all these days that Lando has been trying to annoy him.
"At least we have two things in common, and the fact that you still have a good relationship with Boba is one more reason to like you," Din replied.
"Ah, do you like me?" Lando Carlrissian was speechless.
The man in front of him, in a wrinkled shirt, disheveled hair, designer glasses, and still barefoot smiled at him. And his gaze, previously sweet and warm brown, was now different, that's where he saw it all, Lando's whole body wanted to react, that gaze screamed danger, screamed the same silent violence that Boba worked with.
But Lando drank his drink, and thought about it. Maybe it was just the look of a tired man thinking about how to solve his partner's problems.
"That's right Lando, I like that you are honest with your intentions, no matter what, that says a lot about people and their sincerity"
Those words left him thinking.
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The next time he visited Fett in his palace was after several cycles. Boba was holding a public party; where he officially walked on the arm with Din Djarin, who wore an exquisite body-fitted suit of the color of the night sky when the moons were at their full zenith, sometimes the lights varied the hue, but it did not stop looking good in it.
A nice pair of designer shoes, a beautiful neck necklace, and a pair of rings adorned his toes. His hair was neatly combed and he was sporting a new pair of glasses.
Before approaching to greet them, he stared a bit at the couple's interaction. Boba would stop from time to time on his walk through the ballroom to kiss Din's hand in utter adoration.
Sometimes the kiss exceeded the limits of their hand and again they ignored everyone around them for a few minutes to kiss with all the slowness in the world, as if there was all the time for it.
Lando decided to definitely approach the couple, and it was Din who greeted him with a smile. His gaze shone with joy, but it was not only because of the kisses and caresses that Boba lavished on every inch of Din's body, no, there was something else. Something that Lando wanted to discover.
He was close to understanding what was the reason why Din was so interesting in Boba's eyes (And at this point? Already in Lando's)
Din invited him to sit at a separate table, where Fennec was sitting talking to her private comm, barely waving at Lando.
Din departed from Boba after whispering a few words to him in what appeared to be Mando'a.
"Din, are you Mandalorian?" Lando smiled, daring to reach out and check the jewelry Din was wearing.
"Ah, yes, My buir is from house Armory, I'm from Clan Mudhorn"
"Mmm, I did not know about that clan"
"It is a small clan, '' Din replied, putting his hands behind his neck and unhooking the garment "Beautiful Don't you think? It could also shine and look beautiful on you, it is a jewel that was believed lost after the siege of Mandalore, auctioned on the black market until it fell into the hands of my buir "
Lando took it in his hands, observing its cuts and shine of that peculiar jewel; as dark as a starry night, a delicate beskar chain adorned it and made it the centerpiece there both in his hands and on Din's neck.
Their conversation was pleasant. Din was not just a bookworm, he had so much to talk about or tell about. He even knew many of the catwalks Lando had been on.
It wasn't until Fennec left the table quickly that Din gave Lando a peculiar smile.
"Did you hear?" The restaurateur said, pouring champagne in a glass for Lando.
"About what, dear??" He responded as if they were lifelong friends, while keeping his eyes on him.
Din finished serving and left the bottle.
"Someone sold Aurra Sing to the New Republic and she's in jail now"
Lando choked on his own drink when Din finished the sentence. Not because of what he was saying, if not because of that look, the threat was not directed at him, but there it was, it was definitely that, Din's look was a threat of danger, a forbidden and delimited area that promised unfathomable dangers against those who dared to cross the sacrosanct space.
The same look that Boba possessed in essence, but different in energy. Boba Fett, the Dra'kyrayc hodar, dangerous as none, made it clear that he was a threat when he walked into a room.
But Din Djarin? At first glance he wasn't a threat, but now, he seemed to be just as dangerous as Boba; even worse, a spark that could ignite an entire field on fire, and that seemed to have completely attracted Boba.
Lando Carlrissian, interspatial model, philanthropist, ex-politician, charming ex of Boba Fett, wanted with all the fiber of his body in those moments to become the best friend of Din Djarin; authenticator and art restorer, exquisite boyfriend of Boba Fett, and walking menace
Carlrissian sharpened his gaze, smiled, and sipped gracefully from his glass of wine.
"No darling, I didn't know ... Tell me more"
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Boba was walking through the corridors of the palace with Fennec by his side, they had finished planning the last movements of the month when Lando appeared from a corner of the room, carrying a bag of hand and a pair of sunglasses, surely he would come to use the spa or the pools, Boba did not mind, and Din less. Fennec was still suspicious of the model, and Lando deserved it.
But the model approached smiling as if nothing had ever happened between none of them, greeting Fennec with two kisses on his cheeks and Boba with just one.
"Where is Din?" Was the first thing Lando asked.
Boba raised an eyebrow.
"Din won't arrive until after sunset, why?"
"Why? Well, I came to see him, but if he isn't here, I'll come back later" Lando commented with a smile.
"Won't you stay to use the pools or the spa?" Boba asked, puzzled.
"Without Din? I'll pass"
Boba and Fennec looked at each other in the moment that Lando left the room.
…
Din had arrived a little later than sunset and had delayed his meeting with Lando, Boba approached him and hugged him from behind, passing his hands to caress them on his belly, lavishing kisses on his neck and shoulders.
"Since when are you the best friend of my ex?" Boba asked in a whisper, his voice numb and calm at Din's presence.
"Boba, Lando is no longer your ex, he's now my friend," Din confessed, smiling.
"Din Djarin, did you steal from me again?"
"That's right, and I'm still alive to tell it" The thief answered, making Boba sink his face into his neck and laugh slowly and charmed, he loved him more and more with every passing day.