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my sweet padawan- anakin skywalker

jedi! anakin skywalker x padawan! female reader

warnings- smut! dom anakin, oral penetration (male and female receiving), vaginal sex, oral penetration (female receiving), choking kink (just a bit), face fucking, degradation kink (just a bit)

word count- 5.1k

you never had much of a childhood. growing up with little to no parenting made you have to learn how to take care of yourself rather quickly. in all honesty, you can’t even recall the names of your real parents. the community couldn’t give two shits about you, and dare you say it; you liked it that way. you were able to move about freely. no one to anchor you down.

this all changed when some men showed up in brown and black robes. their hoods up. of course you knew who they were, and you were just hoping that your petty crimes weren’t warranting their presence. you kept your head low, and strayed away from the busy part of the trading post. you had gotten quite good at blending in, but these men weren’t some smugglers who were trying to look for their stolen goods. no these guys were jedi. you tried to ease your mind. no one would call the jedi in for petty theft, and you left it at that.

two days went before you were confronted by the jedi. you were watching a local pod racing game, when they both sat on either side of you. the one in brown robes on your left, and the one in black robes on your right.

“i would suggest you listen and cooperate with us. don’t make this difficult.” the one with sandy blonde hair said under his breath. your heart was going crazy.

“can you do that?” the dark brunette one asked you. you gave a slight nod. when the men stood up, you stood up, and when they started walking, you started waking. they stop quite a ways away from the noisy pod racing contest.

“what do you want and who are you?” you asked, trying to not show your fear. you gave both of them a hard, pointed look.

“we are jedi. i am anakin, and that is obi-wan. we came to bring you back to the council.” anakin introduced them, he was trying to seem stern but friendly.

“why does the council want me?” you asked, backing up unconsciously.

“it seems… you are special.” anakin said in such a way that made it sound as if you were something, but it couldn’t be said in the place you were standing. “all we need is for you to come with us. we will provide you with food and shelter.”

you couldn’t remember a time when you didn’t have to worry about finding food at night or fighting for somewhere to stay. you found yourself carrying more about that, then what the council was really wanting for you. “where’s your ship?” you asked anakin shyly.

“a little way past the trading post.” anakin pointed in the general direction.

“we better get moving, before the council gets impatient.” obi-wan stated looking more at anakin than you.

the ship was roomy. you were given a very comfortable bed towards the back area, where you fell asleep within minutes. the bed was like a cloud compared to the rock of a mattress you had found back at ‘home.’ when you awoke the lights seemed to blind you for a second, but when your eyes adjusted you saw anakin leaning on your door frame. “good morning, sunshine. you fell asleep fast last night, before we could talk to you. when you are ready head down to the foyer to get some breakfast” he stayed leaning on the frame for what felt to be a couple of minutes just staring at you. you felt warm under his gaze, and you didn’t really know what to do with your body.

after anakin left, you were stuck just thinking. what did the council want with you? why was anakin looking at you like that? only when your mind ran to breakfast, you started getting out of bed. you brushed your hair and teeth, and put on the same outfit as yesterday. the jedi had left you a long, flowy nightgown to wear to bed last night. it was made of light purple silk and had white lace around the bottom and the bust. changing back to the white and brown wrap dress that you wore almost everyday was hard; the silk felt great on your skin.

“what took you so long to get down here?” obi-wan asked, when you finally sat down at the table.

“i got lost. i’ve never been on a ship before.” you sheepishly confessed.

“i guess i could have given better instructions. sorry, dove.” anakin admitted. “have all that you want.” his arm swept over the table, showing all the food sitting there. there were hot pancakes and syrup , hash browns, sausage, orange juice, and apple juice. you were nervous to take so much, so you started with one of everything, but quickly gave up on your nerves and ate until your stomach hurt. this was the first hot meal you had had in over two months. usually choosing to steal fruit and vegetables because they were smaller and easier to hide. the meat shop workers were mean and you would never have the courage to take from them.

“we have something to talk about. i’m sure you’re curious to know why you are going to see the council.” obi-wan said, as soon as you were down. you just nodded in agreement having no voice to actually talk. “the jedi council has been looking for you for a long time. i have no clue how you have avoided everyone sent after you. we can’t tell you everything yet — that is all up to the council — but just know running is not an option. now that we have found you, you can’t hide from us anymore.” the sternness in his voice was scaring you.

“slow down, obi-wan, your scaring the poor girl. we know of your past. we know of the stealing and our parents' death. i have a feeling you won’t run, as long as we don’t possess a threat to you, and i can assure you we do not.” anakin jumped in. its like he could feel the anxiety and fear rolling off of you. you had always been good with your emotions and schooling your face into hiding them. you couldn’t look sketchy when you were being sketchy; that only brought unwanted attention. you also didn’t miss the look obi-wan gave him. this was all too weird and confusing for you.

“i won’t run.” you said looking directly into anakin’s eyes. “how long until we get to coruscant?”

“12 more hours,” anakin answered, never moving his eyes from yours.

“i’m going to go lay down. thank you for breakfast.” you left they at the table and set off to try and find your way back to your room. you were sure you were going the right way, up until you weren’t. no rooms like the one you had awoken in, and you were so anxious to get to breakfast this morning you had left yourself any clues to which way you were supposed to go.

“are you lost, little dove?” anakin asked, startling you.

“oh my god.” you gasped out, jumping back away from him. “what the fuck.” you breathe out.

“i didn’t mean to scare you, but are you lost again?” he asked again, just staring at you with his hands behind his back. you just nodded still out of breath from the scare he just gave you. “let me lead you back to your room.” he put one of his hands on your lower back, leading you towards your intended destination.

“how did you know that obi-wan was scaring me?” you asked him after getting sick of the silence between you too.

“i could feel it rolling off of you. its something i can do with the force.” he admitted.

“but i thought you had to be using the force,” you inquired.

“how do you know i wasn’t using the force, little dove?” anakin appealed.

“i don’t know.” you lied. you knew you were at the very least sensitive to the force. you never tried to use the force, being too scared that would draw unwanted attention to yourself, but it seems that has been anyway.

“i don’t think you are being honest with me” you heard in your head in anakin's voice. that stopped you dead in your tracks.

“don’t you ever use the force on me again.” you demanded. anakin noticed you started shaking and tears came to yours eyes.

“oh, little dove, i didn’t mean to upset you.” anakin started soothing, pulling you into his arms. “i did not know that would hurt you so bad.”

“just show me to my room, please.” you muttered into his chest, slightly upset when he actually pulled away to take you to your room.

you got back to your room in under a minute, anakin’s hand still on your lower back keeping you grounded. you quickly got on your bed after entering the room and anakin turned to walk away. “please don’t go.” you find yourself saying quietly.

he paused, slightly surprised and then turned and sat on the bed in the open spot next to you. the bed dipping under his weight. you moved to a lying position getting comfortable. after multiple moments of silence, anakin finally spoke.

“why did me using the force upset you? you don’t have to answer.”

“it’s a long story from my childhood.” you stared at him to gauge if he wanted to listen.

“i have time.” he gently pushed.

“my last and pretty much only memory of my parents was the council taking them away. i was barely older than four, and had been getting ready to start training as a youngling, when they accused my father of treason. they had said that he was selling jedi secrets to the dark side, when my mother told them off they turned on her and said she was aiding him. the council was going to take me away on the day they were to be executed. i watched as they jailed my parents — they didn’t feed them and their skin had turned bluish — i hated the council from that point on. i knew what was going to happen to them. my father had arranged with a guard — who was actually selling secrets — to get me a ship and i would live off the grid. i was to never use the force and to try and stay as far away from someone who was manipulating it. my father was convinced that even if i wasn’t the one using it that’s being around it would come back to me and the council would find me.” your eyes had stung with tears, but your voice had taken on a detached tone. anakin felt all the emotions rolling off of you, and to comfort you he grabbed your hand that was lying on the bed. you looked down at the intertwined hands and gently smiled up at him. “when i saw you, i knew it was not worth fighting. you had come for me and needed to accept it and go home. its been so long that i forgot about the whole force thing and thought you were chasing me for the stealing things.” you chuckled under your breath slightly.

“you have nothing to be scared of. i will protect you from the council.” anakin proclaimed. you gave him a half smile.

“if they want me badly enough, they will find away. even if you are standing in the

way or not.”

“i don’t accept that,” anakin didn’t want you to think like that; he was going to be there for you.

“why do you care so much, anakin?” you asked him a plea in your voice.

“i don’t have to use the force to feel your emotions. i can just feel them rolling off of you. i feel a connection with you and i don’t know why. i know i’m not supposed to, but i do.” he confessed deep in thought. his hand gripped yours harder and you felt the emotions just from that. “if anyone in the council bothers you… you just need to come to me.” you nodded at him, keeping eye contact the whole time. with a spring of confidence, you unhooked your hands and instead grabbed both of his arms and pushed him down towards you. you both laid there not saying anything, but were content either way.

when the ship landed, all three got off and walked into the tall building. the streets were alive with sounds coming from everywhere. anakin and you had decided that no one should know of your connection and you were going to keep as quiet as possible.

standing before the council was terrifying for you, but you kept the same unfazed expression and voice. they told you that you were a risk because you didn’t know how to control your own power. they then ignored you when you pointed out how you never even attempted to use the force. they declared you were to be taught, but were also a flight risk, so you were to be supervised the whole time. you knew that they wanted to make sure you were involved with the same people you parents supposedly were. they also went on and on about how lucky you were that they found you before the dark side could.

you left the meeting feeling drained and wanted to lay down. you didn’t come out for dinner, but anakin noticed and decided to bring food up to your room. “you need to eat. i can’t have becoming you weak.” he said in a gruff voice.

he sat at your desk while you picked at your food and talked to you like there was nowhere else he would’ve wanted to be. he didn’t stop talking with you until your food was over and you moved the tray from the bed and patted it twice. anakin got the cue quickly and laid down with you. “how are you feeling about all this?” he asked. he wasn’t getting his normal feelings and it was upsetting him.

“i’m a little overwhelmed, i’m not going to lie.” you said moving your eyes from the ceiling to his. “i’m going to a padawan at twenty-two. itsn’t that embarrassing?”

“it’s not embarrassing at all. i’m almost due for a padawan soon, maybe i can sweet talk obi-wan into convincing the council.” he smiled leaning over to give you a gentle kiss on the head. as they night progressed you all talked of everything and anything; pouring your hearts to each other until you fell asleep wrapped in his arms.

when you woke, you were alone and cold. looking around the room, a white sticky pad was left on our bedside table. I went to get breakfast and start my morning training. signal if you need me. xo anakin. you giggled at the note and started to get ready. you changed into the plain black tunic and white trousers that you noticed most wear. ‘you really need to go get new clothes’ you thought to yourself. walking to the cafeteria was difficult, due to the fact that you had zero idea where you were even going.

“are you lost?” anakin had appeared behind you.

“you can’t keep doing that, anakin.” you said before even turning around and seeing him. the chuckle behind you confirmed who it was.

“turn around, little dove, i have some good news.” he grabbed your shoulder and you turned to him.

“what is it?” you asked impatiently.

“the council had approved you to be my padawan.” he said excitedly and kept it in check for the passerby’s eyes.

“when do we start, master?” you slyly asked with a smirk.

“well, little dove, we start tomorrow. today we are supposed to get to know each other. have any ideas?” he smirked.

“i can’t wear these stuffy clothes for another minute. lets go shopping” you already started for the exit forgetting all about breakfast.

as you left the boutiques with your new outfits, your stomach growled. “i’m hungry,” you said to anakin.

“how does seafood sound?” he asked, carrying most of the shopping bags.

“amazing.” you confirmed.

lunch was in fact amazing and it just made you not want this day to end. anakin was picking up every bill that came your way and it made you feel special. by the time you both stepped foot back at the council building it was dark out. “need help to your room, ma’am?” anakin joked with you.

“i think i might, mr. skywalker.” you giggled, leading him back to your room.

the night was sparkling and those street lights and stars were shining into your room, making it even more comfortable. you were high on love if you were being honest.

“i’ve never felt this comfortable with anyone.” you confessed in a low whisper.

“me neither.” anakin agreed, leaning over to kiss you. the kiss was soft and gentle. his lips were slightly chapped and rough on your lips, but it didn’t bother either of you. “i’ve never connected with someone like this. i think i’m falling in love with you, y/n” his light brown eyes found yours and you just pulled him into another kiss.

you both found your way to your bed. your back was pressed to the mattress, while anakin was on top of you. “i love you too, anakin” you whispered, your lips never really leaving his. he pushed his lips back on you furiously this time. the kids getting hot and needy while still maintaining the sense of love you both just confessed of.

anakin’s lips found your neck leaving little bites, eliciting a moan from you. you started peeling the tunic off of yourself. your nipples peebled at the feeling of the cold air in the room, even though you were ridiculously hot. “oh my, these are gorgeous.” anakin mumbled on your skin, moving to start suck on the sensitive buds.

“oh anakin!” you gasped as he gently blew air on your wet skin. your fingers finding his brunette hair.

“i think you should use the proper name for your master. don’t you agree?” he chuckled, stopping his assault on you.

“my sorry, master! please don’t stop” you whined, pushing yourself into him. he used this time to take off his robe and shirt, leaving his pants low on his hips - the trail of hair peeking over. you ran a finger down the patch and felt him wither under the touch. “i’ll be good.” you promised.

“alright, little dove, why don’t you take those trousers for your master.” he smirked at you. you worked quickly throwing the pants to the other side of the room. your red panties stark against your smooth skin. he wasted no time kissing down your stomach and stopped just above the edge. “what do you want, little dove?” he asked you.

“touch me please, master!” you moaned out.

“you’re gonna have to be more specific.” he chuckled, nuzzling his noise in between your folds grazing your clit.

“use your mouth on my pussy. please! oh please, master.” you breathing was erratic now and your pants were barely filling your lungs with the air you desperately needed.

when his lips connected with your swelling bead, it was like fireworks shot through your body. you bucked your hips into his face, and let out a pornographic moan. “oh fuck! oh my god! that feels so good.” you moaned. the sensations were just rolling through your body and anakin himself was getting extra horny due to it rolling off of you. your moans only encouraged him to eat out like he was a starved man. his tongue was lapping up your juices and exploring your body as no one had before. you came with a buck of the hips and your loudest moan yet. the noise ringing through the silence between you two.

“how did my little dove like that?” anakin asked, kissing back up your stomach and meeting you at your lips. you could taste yourself on him.

“that was amazing.” you huffed barely able to get the words out. your lips came together again and your body felt weightless. you noticed the tent in his pants and smirked up at him. “can i treat you, master?” you asked, giving him the most innocent eyes you could muster.

“oh, please, little dove.” he said, settling himself into the sheets. you crawled down his body and started slowly pulling down the clothes left on him. in his boxers was his throbbing penis. the tip angry and red with precum already spilling. you took him into your mouth, feeling the tip touch the back of your throat making you gag. there was still some left out and you used your hand, stroking up and down. anakin groans were just pushing you further making you go faster. as you continued, he came with a warning and his hot liquid spilled into your mouth. his seed was salty and hot.

“that was wonderful.” he said as you swallowed everything he gave you. he pulled you up to him and kissed you, both your flavors mixing in your mouth. “i love you, my little dove.”

“i love you too, master anakin.” you grumbled into his chest tiredly. you fell asleep and woke up in his arms. your bodies twisted into one, with his arms around you.

“good morning y/n. todays your first training session with me. be warned i am a harsh critic.” he chuckled out, kissing your temple. anakin crawled out of bed and changed into his robes, and you just watched him from your spot on the bed. “you’re going to have to get out of bed sooner or later,” he pointed out. with a groan you slowly started off of your bed. you gave him a show as you dressed in your new dark red dress and black belt and boot. the new outfit made you feel powerful.

breakfast came and went with little words and soon you found yourself in the training room. your training for the day was mind tricks, which meant you more or so meditated for half the day. anakin was right beside you and fixed your posture when you drooped and checked your breathing every so often. you had only learned how make sense of the weight in your chest.

you were tired by lunchtime and when you got to the actual action part you could barely keep your mind from shutting down. the council had yet to grant you access to a lightsaber, so you were stuck practicing with large wooden rods. the vibrations and loud clanking sounds from the hits keep you in the ‘fight.’ you could tell that anakin was going easy on you, but you couldn’t really find it in you to care. “are we almost done for the day?” you panted out, breathing extra heavy after a hard hit from your master.

“keep practicing, y/n,” he said sternly. “i won’t let you give up so soon.” you just gave a dramatic huff in response and tried to keep up with him.

after training for seven months, the council had finally decided to send you out to shadow anakin in battle. you were excited and scared all at the same time. the disturbance had been on kamino. the council was nervous that the clones were being coded incorrectly. you were both supposed to go and ask questions and get a feel for the new clones. you knew of jango fett from your past life, but you didn’t want the council to dismiss you so you kept that to yourself. you had only traded with jango and his son, boba, on numerous occasions; it was never anything too deep.

when the ship landed, you were quick to get out and follow anakin. the tall alien lady led you around, but you were too busy looking at your surroundings to get to know her name. ‘see anything out of place?’

‘nothing. its like a psych ward in here….. way too much white,’ anakin gave you a small smile behind the lady’s back. you and him had gotten comfortable using the force to communicate, especially during the rigorous training sessions.

“may we meet your model for the clones? i’ve heard he has quite the reputation as a bounty hunter.” anakin asked the kaminoan.

“of course. right this way.” she guided you both down long white hallways, until stopping at a door and knocking. “he should be in here.” she informed you two. the door slid open and revealed a small boy.

“y/n?” boba asked with a surprised face.

“hey boba!” you grinned ruffling his hair. the child hugged your legs, while anakin gave you a weird look.

“who’s there, boba?” jango asked before turning the corner and stopped in his tracks when he saw you. “what a surprise, how are you y/n?”

“i’m doing good, jango. i made it off of that wretched planet.” you joked with a half smile on your lips — completely ignoring the look anakin was give you. “we actually came to ask you some questions. this is anakin skywalker, my jedi master.” you introduced them. jango looked between the two of you, but invited you to sit on his couch. you let anakin ask all the questions and mostly stayed to yourself; caught up in the memories from your past life.

when the interview was over, you gave jango and boba hugs before leaving. “how do you know him?” anakin asked as soon as the door was shut behind you.

“i traded with jango on naboo. i even helped heal him once, and he took care of me each time he came back.” you explained, not letting the jealousy in his tone go past you.

“did you ever have a relationship with him?” he asked, looking you squarely into his eyes.

“i didn’t not. he is mandalorian; they cannot lay with others.” you explained waiting for this jealousy to pass, but it seemed it was not going anywhere as the rest of the trip back to coruscant was quiet.

“are you upset with me, anakin?” you asked upon returning to the jedi capital building.

“no, of course not. i just have a bad feeling about the fett situation.” he shrugged you off.

“are you coming back to my room?” you implored.

“yes.” he said, his eyes turning dark and a smirk finding his lips.

your room was a welcome place after everything today. you were settled on the bed when anakin broke in. without saying anything, he approached you and kissed you ferociously grabbing your neck to keep you in place. “do i have to remind you who you belong to?” he whispers into your ear. your core was heating from his harsh grip and words.

when you failed to answer him, he threw you to your back and climbed on top of you. he stripped you quickly and expertly. he could tell you were turned on by this dark side of his, and that just pushed him further and further. “i am only going to ask you one more time, padawan, do i need to remind you who you belong to?” he said looking directly into your eyes.

“yes, master, i think you do.” you whispered, looking back at him with an innocent look painted on your face. he dove right in kissing you neck and down your chest — skipping your breasts going straight for your stomach and thighs and then back up to your lips.

“get on your knees. on the ground.” anakin demanded.

“yes, sir.” you said, sinking onto your knees in a timely manner, as he undressed himself. he grabbed a fist full of your hair and brought your mouth to his throbbing penis.

“suck it, slut.” he antagonized, pushing your mouth to him. you did as you were told, opening your mouth and taking him. anakin started pushing you head up and down setting a rhythm for you to follow. just as you were used to it, he roughly started bucking his hips into you pushing his long, thick penis further into your mouth hitting the back of your throat. he kept making you take him until you were gagging on him. anakin came in your mouth, holding you on him until he was sure you had swallowed all of his cum.

“get up and on the bed.” he moved out of your way, watching you move quickly. his finger came down and petted your wet and pulsing pussy. you shuddered at the feeling and let out a small moan. “i really don’t like the way he was looking at you today.” he confessed, letting his finger continue to collect the juices you were producing. anakin was avoiding each place that made you squirm, and just making you wetter in the process.

“he’s just a friend.” you said quietly, hoping that would help anakin’s insecurities. he just shook his head at you.

“wrong answer, little padawan.” he flipped your body so you were head down on the bed, and grabbed his belt tying your hands to the bed frame. he nudged your legs apart and without warning buried himself inside of you. you let out a loud moan, and tugged against your restraints. your whole body was jerking as he roughly slammed his hips into your own. anakin reached around your front and stroked your scream red clit. you bucked against him while moaning very loudly. just as you felt yourself getting ready to come; he pulled himself out of you. “who owns this pussy, y/n? who gets to touch you and hear you scream?” he grunted into your ear from behind, holding your neck up.

“you! only you! please anakin, let me finish.” you pleaded huffing for air.

“as my little padawan wishes.” he smirked, ramming into you yet again. this time it took little to no time for you to come around him. you were clenching him desperately, and that just pushed him further over the edge. anakin came with a ragged moan, and kissed your back as he came down. it stung when he pulled out, and you felt empty without him. you felt him clean you with a cloth, before he untied your hands. you sagged onto the bed exhausted.

“you are my padawan.” he grumbled, getting comfortable with you on top of him.

“you are my master.” you kissed his lips sweetly before starting to fall asleep. “i only love you, anakin.” you mumbled on his chest.

“i love you too, little dove. sleep tight.” he kissed your forehead, and with that you were deeply asleep in the arms of your lover.

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anakinshooker · 3 years

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markings- obi-wan kenobi

paring: obi-wan kenobi x reader

rating/genre: g/fluff

warnings: doesn’t follow cannon, light mentions of padawan/master relationship (everyone is of age!), brief mention of injuries

nicknames: y/n, young one, padawan

summary: an injured y/n doesn’t follow orders and get hurt

Being a Jedi was hard work. Sometimes it seemed like the whole galaxy was after you, but at least you had your best friend, and master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You had been Obi-Wan’s padawan after Anakin and grew to find him quite charming. You knew nothing was ever going to happen after all this is Obi-Wan Kenobi we are talking about. Mr. Stickler for the Jedi code. Being on your own was a rough reality check, but you got through it nevertheless.

The war was still pipeing hot, and everyone knew it was going to be awhile before it settled down. Count Dooku was able to always be one-step ahead of the Jedi. The Jedi Council sent you to investigate a stolen Republic ship that was pinging off of an outer rim planet. Alone with only your R3 unit to keep you company, you flew out. Commander Cody and his men weren’t able to assist you, since Anakin took them with him on a flashier mission.

As you were drifting in and out of your imagination while flying, until an incoming call from Master Kenobi came in.

“How’s the flight coming along,young one?” Kenobi’s angelic voice rang out over the intercoms.

“The flight is going quite well. Just a little boring. Shouldn't be too long before I land.” you answered back stifling a yawn.

“Are you well rested?” Obi-wan’s voice had a hint of worry.

“Yes, Master.” your voice was firm. You couldn’t let Obi-Wan know that you were up all night nursing a blaster wound. Speaking of which, you were soon going to need to steal some bandages from the medical unit soon.

“Are you sure, y/n? I need you to have a clear head throughout this whole mission.”

“I’ll be ok, Master. Don’t worry. I’m landing soon.” With that you clicked off the call. Now that you had thought about your blaster wound you could feel the swelling and heat radiating off of it. You sustained the injury while fighting Sepertist droids on Naboo. One of their blaster shots got past your lightsaber and grazed your thigh. You fought through it. You couldn’t let anyone know that a droid had hit you. Maybe it was a pride thing, but you were going to keep it hidden as long as you could. It’s easier than you think, swiping badges from medical units and cleaning it in the comfort of your own quarters; no one had suspected a thing.

R3 beeped as your ship got closer to the planet. “We are right on time, R3.” you smiled at yourself and your droid. This mission was going to be a breeze. You safely landed the ship, and jumped out to look around. “Stay here and guard the ship.”

As you looked around you started feeling an unbalance in the force. Something was very off. Your thigh was still aching as you climbed over rocks to try and find the Republic jet. The unbalanced feeling was not going away. Looking down at your wrist where the coordinates were being displayed through a hologram; you were supposedly right next to the ship. that when a blast went right past your ear. It was a trap. One you feel right into. You really needed to work on trusting the force more.

Squads of Sepertist droid were advancing shooting at you. You quickly drew you green lightsaber, and got to work. You went through the motions Obi-wan taught you. Block all the shots. Making sure you can control the situation, before you advance. The words of your Master were ringing through your head. The droids were terrible shots. You advanced and was able to cut them all down in seconds. “R3, send my corrdances to Master Kenobi. Make sure he knows it's a trap!” you commanded into your comms system. Quickly you hid behind a boulder before the second fighting squad could see you. There were too many of them for you to fight alone and hurt. You had no reinforcements. Yet, you felt this need to see who was behind this.

You snuck up on the droids and took them down. Sweat covering every inch of your body. All your bones were aching, but you needed to keep fighting. Your comms system started to ding, and you knew it was going to be Obi-Wan. “Hello Master. It seems I have fallen into a trap.” you recapped him.

“y/n you need to get out of there.” Obi-Wan's voice sounded worried again.

“But Master, I need to find out who is behind this.” you pleaded with him.

“That is a hard no. Get out of there. Now!” Obi-wan’s voice was harsh and you knew you needed to listen to him. Quickly you turned off your comm, and crawled from rock to rock getting closer to the base. You could hear droids talking amongst themselves.

“Where is the Jedi?” one voiced their robotic tone, “You! look over there.”

“Roger, Roger”

“And you! Look over there.” The boss droid was pointing around in different directions.

“Roger, Roger”

There were so many droids, and they were all over. As they did what they were told. One small group started looking around the area you were hiding in. Using the force you moved a small pebble; you were hoping that the droids were dumb enough to follow it to a place you could you could quietly kill them. Your comms system was constantly glowing red, and you knew you were going to get an earful when you got back to the base.

“Hey what’s that?” one of the droids asked. They all started chasing after the pebble. Walking straight into your lightsaber. That was the easy part, now to get inside the base. Except, you didn’t have to. General Grievous decided to make your job easy. He stormed out of the base; knocking droids over as we went.

“How did you imbeciles lose the Jedi?” Grievous yelled in anger. He was seething, and this settled your curious nature.

“R3, Start up the jet. I’ll be back soon.” you said into your comms. You moved as quietly and quickly as you could.

“There she is!” a droid shouted. Shit. You needed to get out of here. Your thigh felt as if it couldn’t hold your body, but you had to trust it. You stood up fully, and started running as fast as you could.

“R3! Move the jet closer!” You yelled into your comms. Blasts were going past your whole body. R3 did as he was demanded, and parked himself and the jet a couple feet away. As you were climbing into the small ship you were grazed by another blaster shot to the thigh. You screamed in pain. You kept moving, and as soon as all of you were inside the chamber; you were flying into space.

“What the hell was that y/n?” you saw Obi-Wan’s hologram.

“Please wait to tell me off until I get back to base. Please Obi-Wan.” you pleaded yet again with him. His hardened eyes softened, and he slightly nodded his head before signing off.

The flight back was just as boring, and you spent most of it gathering your thoughts, and keeping pressure on your wound. There was no way to hide this one. It had reopened your other wound as well as making its own mark on your skin. You were in obvious pain; limping and whimpering each time little pressure was put on the thigh. You also looked at the rest of your body. Nothing too bad, except for the bright, red scratches on your right cheekbone and forehead. There were some bruises that had already formed on your arms and parts of your legs. You will yourself to keep pressure on your thigh; you would worry about the other things later.

As soon as you landed, Obi-Wan and Commander Rex were there to help you out. You swang your legs over the side of the jet, but as soon as your legs touched the ground you whimpered, and started to fall. Obi-Wan was there to catch you, holding you. “Rex, notify the medical droids we will be there shortly.” he ordered the clone. Rex left without saying a word. “Are you okay?” he asked with only worry in his voice. You softly shook your head no. He sighed deeply before picking you up carrying you to the medics.

“General Grievous was behind the attack.” you whispered to him.

“I suspected it wouldn’t be anyone important.” Obi-Wan said under his breath. “Don’t think about it right now. I need you to focus on getting healthy again.”

“Okay, Master.” you let your head drop into his chest. You felt safe. Nothing was going to hurt you.

Obi-Wan gently laid you down on the table for the medic droid to look over. You sighed when his arms left your body, but they quickly returned. He helped you take off your robes, looking you over himself.

“That wound doesn't look to be from today.” The droid pointed out.

“When did you get that one, my poor padawan?” Obi-Wan asked you, sounding slightly disappointed.

“When we were fighting in Naboo.” you whispered.

“We were in Naboo three days ago! Why didn’t I know about this?” he questioned.

“I couldn’t let anyone know a droid nearly shot me!” you exclaimed. Obi-Wan gave you a long, hard look before going completely silent.

“You should be healed in two weeks if you stick to cleaning it, and resting.” The droid sounded loud in the quiet room.

“Thank you.” Obi-Wan shooed the droid away. “I don't know what got into you! It’s okay to admit that you were shot by a droid! You should never keep an injury from me! You should also follow my orders. I know you aren’t exactly my padawan anymore, but I am still higher ranked than you, and you need to listen to me. I mean look at you. You're all marked up! What if it was worse? What if I lost you?” Obi-wan wasn’t giving you a chance to speak. “Maker, what would I do if I sent you on a simple retrieval mission and you didn’t come back?”

“Obi-Wan! I’m fine! I can handle myself! I passed the Jedi knight trials for makers sake! Why do you care so much? You wouldn’t have made this big of a deal if I was Anakin!” you poured out. You knew it was unfair to compare you and Anakin, but you were hurt and he needed to understand that you weren’t his helpless padawan anymore.

“It’s because I don’t love Anakin like I love you.” Obi-Wan confessed. His voice was now back to a low, caring tone. “I don’t think about Anakin, like I think about you.”

“I love you too, Obi-Wan.” you confessed back. Fuck whatever the Jedi council would think if they heard this. You were going to get better in the hands of the one you truly love.

The next morning you awoke in Obi-Wan’s quarters. He was awake staring at the ceiling, while slowly leaving delicate traces on your upper arms. “What’s keeping you up, love?” you asked him in a whisper. He looked down at your head on his chest.

“Nothing my love. Go back to sleep.” Obi-Wan kissed your forehead, and closed his eyes, falling back asleep. you weren’t able to fall back asleep until you could hear his steady heartbeat, and feel his leveled out breathing. Closing your eyes you fell back asleep in his arms. Forever feeling safe and sound in his arms. It was going to take you a couple weeks to get better, but at least you had Obi-Wan to take care of you.

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My FBI agent watching me type ‘Poe Dameron’ for the 2846362639 time today

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All my Love (Din Djarin x Reader)

request from @buckythewhitewolfx : Hi there! I love your writing! I saw that you are taking requests, so would you like to write a one shot of the mandalorian x reader where they have sex for the first time and Din is all shy, clumsy but also touch starved? You can decide the level of smut, nothing that will make you uncomfortable ❤ Thank you!

hi just a little warning, this is the first smut i’ve written in ages, so it is not the best. anyways this fic is 18+, so keep that in mind. it is part two to my previous din fic, so i’ll leave the link to part one below. anyways, i love soft din, i loved this. i am so sorry it took so long, i kept getting distracted, lol.

PART ONE

TW: brief fem!receiving oral, vaginal intercourse so it is fem!reader. this is 18+, so plese don’t read if this makes you uncomfortable.

WC: 4798

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boring planets- anakin skywalker

requested by @cocassedoodles

senator! anakin skywalker x servant! female reader

warnings- smut! dom anakin, oral penetration (male receiving), thigh riding, vaginal sex, oral penetration (female receiving), size kink, choking kink, face fucking, showering together

word count- 3k

some would say that living in tatooine could be boring, and you couldn’t argue with them. being stuck as a servant to the senator, meaning his needs came before yours, life was pretty dull. you were picked up as a child by the then senator skywalker senior, when your family abandoned you. the only family you ever knew was the other servants that looked after you. you were once friends with the senator’s son, anakin skywalker. together you once danced, ran around the halls, and climbed on furniture with each other. you had once played house, and dueling jedi knights together, but one day anakin decided that he was too cool for the orphan the servants took in. someone that had once treated you like a princess just dropped you with the snap of his fingers. i mean you could never blame him, as you both grew older, anakin only got more attractive and every girl on the planet knew his name. why would he want to hang out with some servant?

coming back to your senses, there you were on your hands and knees scrubbing the floor. after the party that now senator anakin skywalker hosted, the floors were covered in sand and dirt. with a sigh you kept scrubbing. your arms felt like they were ready to fall off at any given time, but you weren't going to give anyone anything to complain about. martha was already on your ass about missing a fork on one of the placements. martha never really liked you, she always thought you were just an extra burden, an extra thing to take care of.

“you missed a spot by the door.” speaking, more like thinking of the devil, martha’s voice rang out in the massive ballroom.

“sorry, i will scrub it again.” you answered curtly, and just kept scrubbing.

“i think the floors are looking great, y/n!” the voice of anakin rang out. martha addressed him with a slight bow of her head.

“thank you senator skywalker.” you thanked him with a bow of her head. looking up and into his vibrant blue eyes, anakin smiled.

“you are excused martha.” anakin told the older lady, barely even looking at her as he did. martha left without another word leaving just you and anakin. “being in here together brings back memories does it, princess.” anakin smirked.

“i guess it does, senator skywalker.” you replied coolly. looking down at the ground rather than his striking eyes.

“you know you can just call me anakin when we are alone.” anakin was now in front of her. she felt his fingers go to her chin and lift it so that their eyes met. “you don’t have to be so professional all the time. loosen up a bit. i could always help you with that.” with a wink he turned around and walked towards the door. his shoes echoing off the tile flooring was the only thing to be heard. “oh and the floors really do look nice.” next all to be heard was a door closing. with hot cheeks and shaky breathing you got back to work.

the next morning you went to refresh senator anakin’s room with towels and new bedding. after knocking that went without an answer, you assumed he was at a meeting. letting yourself in and working quietly, you heard shuffling in the bathroom. your heartbeat raised, as you walked closer to the door. that's when you heard the muffled sounds of groans and moans. looking through the crack of the door, and using the mirror to see no other than anakin pressed up against the back wall with his monstrous member in his hand. the soft groans were coming from his lips.

“holy shit, y/n” anakin whimpered. the sight of him was making you wet in between your thighs. the need for him growing as you watch the sense in front of you. still watching how his big hand stroked his bulky dick, and his stifled moans sounded, you couldn’t help but running your thumb across the top of your work skirt. the skirt came to the middle of your thigh, and was kakai colored. you felt your nipples hard from arousal under your black front keyhole top. the outfit was that of a young maids’ made to sink into the background. but you were no idiot, you saw all the men that came to anakin’s parties eyes wonder. hell, you even saw anakin’s eyes wonder.

seeing anakin’s tip go more red, with precum spilling out of it, you just couldn’t stand there without helping your senator. without helping him with catching the release that he so desperately was working towards. the release you were willing to give him.

“senator skywalker, would you like help with that?” you were now deciding to announce yourself. anakin’s eyes widened as they caught yours.

“i would love help, darling.” anakin had already regained his composure, with sparkling eyes and a smirk on his lips.

“what would you like me to do, senator?” you asked quietly. anakin smiled.

“i want you on those pretty little knees and use that pretty little mouth of yours.” anakin’s eyes turned dark blue with lust. you wasted no time doing as he said, getting on your knees in a kneeling position, your tight skirt rose up dangerously high, capturing anakin’s eye. grabbing onto his penis and moving your hand up and down, more slowly than he had done himself. you lifted your mouth to run your tongue over the bottom and came to suck on the tip. licking the precum off while doing so, you looked up into his dark eyes. his head was leading on the wall, chin towards the ceiling, and lips parted letting his breathy moans be heard. the way he was saying your name just made you go faster, taking him deeper until he was close to hitting your gag reflex. reaching up to grab his arms that were by his sides and guided them into your hair. anakin looked down at you and let out the loudest groan you have heard from him yet.

“are you sure?” anakin managed to huff out.

“use me, senator” you said after releasing him with a loud pop. your batting of your eyelashes and sweet smile is what drove him over the edge. grabbing your hair and pushing his dick to the back of your throat. your eyes started to water, and you could feel the hair on his pelvic bone tickle your nose. he was fucking your face. pulling his penis all the way and then pushing it all the way to the back of your throat. you tried to relax your mouth, but you heard the curses that left his mouth when you just choked on him. anakin liked the feeling of your wet, warm mouth around him. the relentless pound into your mouth left you holding onto the outer parts of his thighs, until he started to slow his hard thrusts, your hand came up to cup his balls. the skin felt soft in your hands as you messaged him. feeling his thighs tense was telling you he was close and you were determined to give him the best orgasm of his life. speeding up the hand on his balls, and helping guide his thigh with your other, had him coming hard and fast. his thick white ropes of cum hit the back of your throat, filling your mouth full of him. anakin looked down at you while he slipped his penis out of your filled mouth, leaking a little of his cum onto your chin. you looked him in the eyes while you swallowed what was already in your mouth, making sure none of his semen was wasted, you used your pointer finger to gather up the rest off your chin and popped that finger into your mouth licking it clean. his eyes never left yours while he pulled you up off your knees to crash your mouths together. you groaned into the kiss as you felt him slightly bit your bottom lip, leaving an opening for his tongue to slip in. turning you around and slamming your back onto the wall with his left knee pressing up on your in between your thighs.

“darlin’, you’re so pretty it hurts.” he grumbled on your lips as you felt his hand snake up under your shirt and undid your bra. ripping your shirt off, and letting it fall to the ground with your unclip bra. anakin’s mouth left your lips, and left a trail of kisses down your neck, all the way to your breast. he attached his mouth to the right nipple first and brought his other hand to play with the left nipple. leaving golden tattoos until he was satisfied, then moved to the left to do the same. rubbing your right nipple between his left pointer finger and thumb, and sucking harshly, gently biting your left breast. the moans and gasps that left your mouth sounded like angels singing to him. nothing could top the sound of your pants and moans. all that blood rushed back down instantly making him hard again. anakin unbuttoned your skirt and pulled it down. finding your red panties, he saw the dark red patch and groaned. he roughly grabbed your hip and guided it to start moving back and forth on his naked thigh. your clothed heat was burning.

“oh fuck… senator.” you grasped out, pushing as hard as you could onto his thigh, just trying to get more friction. looking up and into anakin’s eyes almost had you coming on his thigh. he could tell you were getting close fast, and pulled away, you whimpered at the loss of the feeling of his thigh pressed against you.

“darlin’, are you ready for more?” he smirked looking you right in your eyes. all you could do was whimper and nod your head up and down. “ooh princess, you have to use your words.” his smirk ever growing, while massaging your breast with his hands.

“ooh yes, please.” you gasped out as his fingers pulled at your nipples. he let out a breathy laugh.

“what does my princess want, my cock or my mouth?” anakin was still playing with your nipples, and his mouth went to sucking on your neck while waiting for your answer.

“mouth, please senator.” your starry eyes bore into his while you pleaded for his mouth.

“what my princess wants she gets.” he picked you as if you weighed nothing, and dropped you on his half way made bed. letting you rest your head on his pillows that smelt just like him, was already intoxicating enough let alone having him slowly pull down your underwear to make way for his mouth. anakin left sweet, gentle kisses along your inner thighs. you open your legs more for him with no trouble. feeling him set a gentle kiss on your swollen clit, which made you moan out his name loudly. you didn’t care if anyone could hear you. anakin viciously fast pace switching between sucking and licking. you tried bucking your hips into his mouth, but he held down your hips with a powerful grip. after a minute of just going after your clit, hearing screams of pleasure, he pushed two fingers into you thrusting in and out and then eventually curling, all while still eating you out like you were his last meal. his quick pace was getting to you, you knew he felt you tensing around, and you knew that was pushing him to go faster. pushing him to show you how much of an effect he had over your body. when you came, you came hard. his relentless sucking a fingering didn’t stop while you were creaming all over his finger and mouth. he licked everything you gave him, like he was a starved man and needed every last bite. when his nose grazed your now very swollen clit, you shuddered.

“that was very hot, darlin'” anakin whispered against your ear, before lightly biting and tugging at it. he then went to kiss your lips which led to another hot make out session. anakin was giving you time to get ready for his cock, which he didn’t have to try too hard, with the praises that were leaving his lips. as you were kissing his lips you ran your hands down his very toned chest to his penis. it was hard again and you smirked into the kiss. slowly stroking up and down, hearing and feeling his rough groans against your lips. grabbing a condom for his bedside table, anakin ripped the golden foil with his teeth. spitting out the corner, and sliding the condom on himself, all in one of your breaths.

“are you sure princess?” anakin looked straight into your eyes wanting your consent.

“fuck me hard, anakin.” you demanded breathlessly.

anakin smirk and snapped his hips forward, entering you in one swift movement. your moan was loud and heavenly. he gave you no time to adjust to his enormous size. you felt him grab your hand and put it on your lower abdomen. that fucker wanted you to feel his size through your skin, and it was hotter than you expected. feeling how long he was that you could see the bump where his tip ended after every vivacious thrust. he reached down to grab your throat in his hands, pace still unrelenting, and started to softly choke you. the moan that escaped your mouth encouraged him to close his hand tighter.

“open your eyes, i want to see you in pleasure.” anakin growled in your left ear. your eyes snapped open and your starry lust filled eyes stared right into his own lust filled eyes.

“rub your clit.” he demanded. doing actually as he said you reached one of your hands in between the both of you, and rubbed rough circles on your own pulsing clit. panting his name over and over again like a prayer. between the rubbing and his harsh thrust pounding into you, you felt like you were on cloud nine.

“oh my maker, senator!” your voice broke the sounds of the panting and groans. anakin could feel the way you tightened around his length, and he knew you had to feel his grip on your throat loosen and his thrust slow a tiny bit. but still giving his all to making you feel the best you could, he lowered his head to start sucking on your collarbone.

“cum for me babygirl.” anakin whispers softly into your ear. with one more thrust you were coming undone below him. your hands shoot up to scratch your nails down his back. mouth forming into an o, with a silent scream. your pussy tightening around his member, gripping onto him like a vice. feeling you come undone, had him coming right behind you. you felt his hot liquids spurt into you, yet being held back by the condom. he collapsed on you, leaving his cock in you. anakin loved feeling the warmth of your pussy that his cock was now resting in.

“we need to get cleaned up.” anakin spoke up, but didn’t make an attempt to move at all.

“in a minute.” you said softly laughing, while looking into his eyes. they had gone back to their normal bright blue hues. laying there for ten more minutes with only the sounds of you both trying to catch your breath and gentle kisses being given.

“you know before i said you could call me anakin, but i think i'll take that back. that was fucking hot the way you called me senator.” anakin chuckled delicately in your ear. you blushed a bright red. he pulled out of you and got off the bed, discarding the condom. you whimper at the loss of him inside you.

“don’t worry love i’ll be right back.” he kissed your forehead and walked into the bathroom. you caught the sound of the shower being turned on, and watched him walk back to the bed. anakin picked you up tenderly and carried you to the shower with him. he let you be under the shower head first. setting you down, letting you lean on him, to grab the loofah and body wash. he washed your skin for you as you laid your head against his chest. after washing his body as best he could with you on him. he turned off the water, and grabbed the towel that was laid out for you on the towel rack and wrapped you into it.

“all my clothes are in the servant quarters.” you told him, not really wanting to walk back to your room in only a towel, and your top was ripped in two so that was a no go.

“well, we will have to fix that, won’t we?” he casually said back. he finally looked at your face that was scrunched up with confusion. “can’t have you living in the servant quarters if you aren’t one anymore.” again he said that so casually.

“are you trying to get rid of me? fuck me then set me free? is that what this was?” you spit at him. suddenly being too close to him and backing away out of his arms.

“no i am trying to keep fucking you.” anakin looked into your eyes and smiled, a true smile, not some cocky smirk. he really wanted you, not all those other girls.

“well than, i guess we will just have to fix that.” you replied with the same true smile on your lip. he reached down and kissed your forehead. maybe tatooine wasn’t so boring after all.

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Obi-Wan: You do not deserve Ahsoka.

Anakin: Are you jealous? It’s not my fault you had a bad padawan.

Obi-Wan: Yes, it is. You literally were the padawan.

Anakin: …Oh. Right. Well, the point is, you’re jealous.

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little voices- anakin skywalker

requested by @emqueex

work count- 1300

summary- always feeling belittled and shown up by anakin skywalker, you decided to say something in the training room. which prompted new emotions to come to light.

you were a jedi, and you couldn't stand the ‘chosen one’. he was stuck up, conceited, and very arrogant. the one you were talking about was no other than anakin skywalker. everytime you were training he had something to say. you came up within the same time as him, just always in his shadow. you were yoda’s padawan, and he was obi-wan’s. right now you were trying to train with your lightsaber. key word trying. everytime you moved, anakin had something to say, like how you swing was too wobbly, and you would never hit anyone with a stroke like that. with a roll of your eyes you prevailed.

“come on, y/n, you’ll never hit anyone like that! how many times do i have to tell you!” anakin piped up, yet again. wearing his stupid smirk.

“if you know so much, why don’t you just show me then. show me how much better than me you are!” you finally had to say something. you were sick of just brushing him off. deciding to just be done with practicing altogether, you left the room. you didn’t want to be near him anymore.

the next few days were silent, too silent. when you went to train, no one was in there making little remarks at the way you moved with your saber. at dinner there was no one to annoy you while you tried to get your dinner. it was nice, but it felt odd. you knew that because anakin wasn’t making those comments all through the day, it was a quiet day. you had seen him in the hallway earlier that day, yet he didn’t say anything. you didn’t know which you preferred. were you worried? no you hated anakin, at least that's what you tried to tell yourself. were you happy that he wasn’t talking to you anymore? yes, you needed to believe, even though you still heard that little voice in the back of your head saying otherwise.

okay yes, you were jealous of anakin getting to be the chosen one, despite being the same age and having the same force powers, you were left in the dust. who had the better missions? anakin. who got all the praise for just doing his job? anakin. no one could blame you for your distaste of him. you had to give it to all the girls who would sit and gossip about him. He was a gorgeous man, and he knew it. he would turn and use it for his own gain. no one would sit and applaud you for doing the job you were given. no one would gossip about how gorgeous you were. no, no one praised you for being born with the force. you were stuck in his shadow.

coming out of your own headspace. you saw anakin walking into the dinning hall. he took one look at you and then just walked back out again. what the actual fuck? If he was going to act that way, whatever right? that's when you hear the little voice in the back of your head again. why wasn’t he making his stupid little remarks? why did he just walk out when he saw you? why do you care? maybe no matter how much you despised him, you still felt a little more important when he complimented you. he didn’t compliment you a bunch, but when he did it made you feel a bit warm inside. you just hated when he rubbed being the chosen one in your face. when he decided he was going to point out that you were always in his shadow. okay he’s never actually said those words, but that’s what you heard every time he would point out something he did that you didn’t. how you felt when you heard he got the important missions in naboo. you never go on a special mission in naboo, no matter how much you love that planet. Naboo was your home planet, everyone knew that, yet no one wanted to give the mission to you.

when you were finished you threw away your pate, and made your way to your room. as you passed anakin’s room, you heard a soft voice call your name. stopping, you started to look around, you didn’t see anyone. that's when you realized he was in your head. that fucker.

“yes, anakin?” you answered back using the force.

“can you come into my room, please? i just want to talk.” anakin’s voice still rang in your head even when he stopped talking to you. his voice didn’t sound arrogant. it sounded deflated, and almost helpless. you turned and pushed his slightly ajar door all the way open. there he was sitting on his bed. his bed had black sheets on it, and had messily made it that morning. there was little lighting, just enough to see most of the room and him. his blue eyes bore into yours. You couldn’t look away no matter how hard you tried. Had they always been this beautiful? had he always been this beautiful?

“you can sit, if you would like.” his real voice rang out, while he slightly tapped the bed next to him. you quietly sat down beside him. your knees turned towards each other and you were very aware of the little space between them. in fact, you were very aware of the little space in between you and anakin.

“y/n….” his words dying on his lips. this wasn’t the confident anakin you knew. this was the unsure of himself anakin. and how much you told yourself you hated him your heart broke at how broken he looked.

“yes, anakin?” you repeated from earlier. as if your arm had a mind of your own, you placed your hand on his arm. trying to be as encouraging as you could.

“i could hear your thoughts in the dining hall, and i never intended to hurt you. i thought you were just being playful, and playing back. until you brought it to my attention in the training room. i am so sorry for hurting you,” anakin’s voice was so soft and fragile. his stunning blue eyes found yours and he continued, “i love you and i didn’t know how to deal with such an intense emotion. i thought showing off would make you want me back. you are a great jedi, the best i know. don’t tell obi-wan i said that.” a small, soft chuckle leaving both your lips.

“oh anakin,” was all you could get out, your hand that was on his arm ran up and down. “i only thought you were arrogant, not trying to show off. that actually makes me like you a lot more.” a small chuckle left both your lips again.

“i never want you to feel less than, if you let me, i will dedicate myself to you and will make up for all those times i made you feel less than. i love you, you were my first love and i didn’t know how to handle that, and for that i am sorry.” anakin finished with such passion in his voice you could help, but lean into him and put your lips on his. anakin’s lips were soft, and you could keep kissing him for the rest of your life.

“oh anakin, i believe you will make it up to me in time, but how about you just keep kissing me.” you commented after your lips haad parted.

you had once never wanted to give power to that voice. but now that little voice turned into the only one you could hear.

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