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Her expression said it all. But her words added to the mutual feelings even more. Keira's gentle voice seduced him even further. The Mandalorian reached behind himself, beginning to removed his his many trappings. Koil was way ahead of her.
Smiling at her understandable struggled he set aside some of his weapons on the counter beside them without even looking. "Let me worry about my armor. Just keep kissing me." Koil would continue to remove his plates. They began to fall to the ground or end up on counter tops, tables and chairs. The Echani's steps would have Keira slowly backpedaling towards the bed.
By the time the time they arrived he had begun pealing off his body glove. Underneath his array of tattoos and scars were visible. The most recent, the spider web he had received from Darth Victress the most prominent. But Koil only stopped in his own undressing long enough to help Keira. When they both seemed to be matched in their lack of clothing he reach behind her and onto the bed, pushing any of his bags and equipment onto the floor where it clattered.
Before getting onto the bed he returned to staring into Keira's eyes. Koil did not want to forget this moment. He wanted to remember everything about her, everything about what they shared as long as he lived. Her face held in his hands for a brief period before they began to trace down the curves of her body and brought her to waiting bed.
@Sreeya