So I'm thinking more Sith!Obi-Wan thots 😈😍
Suppose it's your first time as his date to some fancy Imperial gala. He's delighted to show you off, and of course, dance with you. Maybe dancing gets him in the mood for other intimate embraces, and you find yourself being tugged into a nearby coat room/closet for a secret tryst.
Ohohooo, yes, bestie 😏❤️
Imperial Love
Ship: Sith!Obi Wan x f!reader
Summary: Sith Lord Kenobi invited you for a gala evening and things get heated after first round of dancing.
Rating: explicit smut, 18+, minors don't interact
Warnings: vaginal fingering, pussy licking, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink, pussy drunk Lord Kenobi deserves his own warning 😏, squirting
It all started with a single package with a fancy sticker. For my love.
You sigh and smile, knowing who sent it, even if it wasn't signed. Lord Kenobi had an exquisite taste for beautiful things. So when you opened it, and found beautiful, long, high slit, dark blue dress with little diamonds, that look like starry night sky, you were not surprised, although your eyes widened with adoration. The dress hugged your figure so well, enhanicng every curve, cleveage being deep just enough to tease.
You couldn't stop at yourself in the mirror, feeling so pretty. You finished your makeup and hair and eventually it was time to meet with Lord Kenobi.
Obi Wan already waited before your room. His golden-red eyes widened at the sight of you, lips parting in admiration and awe. His possesive side tells him to fuck all Imperials and their galas and to destroy you right now at your bed, but this evening was somehow important, to his annoyance. Obi Wan watches you with hungry eyes, making you blush and your stomach flutters. You smile at him, watching him kissing your hand like a gentleman he is.
"Sith hells, you look incredibly gorgeous, my sweetheart," he pulls you for a passionate kiss. When he pulls away, you look breathless and panting. Absolutely delicious. And only his.
"Shall we go, love?" You nod and Obi Wan leads you to the gala event. You both look so good and everyone turns to you, admiring how you look together. Sith Lord proudly shows you off, but his hand never leaves your side.
You both have a great time and dancing round already started. Lord Kenobi pulls you closer to him, as you dance, his hands slowly roam over your body. You can't stop looking at him, biting your lips in attempt to muffle your moans, and when your ass grinds against him slightly, Obi Wan can't handle it anymore.
"Fucking hell, girl, you drive me crazy," he growls and leads you away to nearest empty room. He locks it behind you and in the second is on you, kissing you so passionately, leaving you breathless and needy for him.
"Mhmmm, my Sith Lord, please, fuck me already," you moan, rubbing your thighs together, as his mouth cover your neck in hickeys and love bites. Obi Wan groans, his rock hard cock twitches at your words. He slides hand between your legs, finding you soaked with arousal. He smiles.
"How can I say no to such a good girl? You are my good girl, only mine," he praises you, rubbing circles on your clit, before sliding two fingers into your pussy. You whimper his name, holding onto him for dear life, as he starts such a pace, that has you keening and panting for your Sith Lord. It doesn't take you long to cum hard on his fingers. Obi Wan watches you, as he licks his fingers clean and kneels before you.
"Good fucking girl, deserve a reward," he winks at you and throws your leg over his shoulder, his hands and the Force keeps you in place, as he latches his mouth on you. You moan loudly, hot pleasure flowing your veins, warmth spreads from your lower abdomen to your other parts. Obi Wan eats you out with vigor, like a man starving. His eyes eventually close and he actually moans, feeling your walls flutter around his tongue.
"A-Hhhh, ahhh, Obi Wan, mmghhnn, I'm- fuckinghellshitrightthere- gonna-"
"Cum for me, my dear, let me taste you, give it to me all," Obi Wan purrs and you climax again, grinding hips needily into his mouth. He laps at your juices, dripping down his chin. When you come down from your high, a sight for gods awaits you. Sith Lord Kenobi kneeling before you, his lower face drenched in your release, panting and moaning with eyes still closed.
Eventually he gets up and kisses you again, you can taste yourself on him. He picks you up, letting you wrap legs around his waist, as he frees his painfully hard cock, already leaking precum, and rubs it against you, making you whine.
"My pretty woman, I'd do anything for you," he whispers and slips inside you. You both moan in unison, he lets out string of curses, as he desperately tries not to cum right now, feeling your pussy tighten around him.
"Ah, fuck, so tight- so good sweetheart-"
"F-fuck yes, Obi, right there, fuck- don't stop, please- ahhh-"
Your needy groans of pleasure echo in the room. Lord Kenobi angles hips, slamming into your sweet spot only he can hit, and you keen, eyes rolling into your skull. Obi Wan curses again and fucks you faster, harder against the wall. He doesn't give a shit, who hears you, the only thing that matters right now, is your pussy clenching around his cock. He's lost in your pleasure, totally lost in the sauce.
"Ahhh, fuck- Obi Wan- ahh-"
Your orgasm hits you like a brick wall, hard and unexpected, you can feel warm liquid soaking Obi's lower abdomen and at the same time he spills inside you with a growl of your name, some of his cum drip down your thighs. He thrusts few more times, before stilling completely, holding you in his arms and kissing you softly, leaning his forehead against yours.
After few minutes, when you both calmed down, he slides out of you. Your legs feel like a jello, when you try to stand, your knees buckle and Obi catches you, before you can fall. He smirks at you.
"Ready to come home, love? I am not done with you yet."
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Hooking up and having fun with a cute girl, this definitely will not have consequences :)
[PRINT] - [COMMISSIONS]
For the uncensored art, you can either find it on my inprint or bluesky
Process and usual rambling below vvv
Also quick reminder, in sw 1 maul is 22 and obi wan 25 :)
Ok so this fucking drawing beat my ass fkfjckcn it took me a whole week (I usually manage to do a detailed colored illustration like this in 3 or 4 days), and I hated it for 6 of those days. I was kind of art blocked, and I decided to brute force this by hitting my head again the wall that was this fucking drawing until it worked- and it did ! After 2 failed attempts, and immense frustration at every step of the way <3
I find the older obimaul (around 50yo) dynamic much more compelling, because of the whole baggage desperation loneliness it has going for it, but after failing to draw it (this time, I will come back to it one day)- I decided to settle for the second best obimaul dynamic : young strangers hooking up ! No baggage yet, only fun :)
So they are drinking caned bear in a cheap hotel room (I imagine Coruscant having capsule hotels, being an overpopulated city planet ! Even tho I made it way bigger than a regular one-) to escape responsibilities and just enjoy a good time ! There is no chance to develop an unhinged hatred-obssession-love onesided dynamic here haha :)))
The yuri is not yet toxic, but we'll get there
PS : this is t4t btw :) because @quijicroix is a genius and pointed out the potential of the "of course I know him, he is me" line for a trans obi wan <3 you can also thank them for the tasteful Palpatine censoring
PPS : I've never seen the 3d animated clone wars show, this is only based on the movies.
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Thinking a lot about how by the time TCW comes about Anakin has already committed a grievous sin, already committed a massacre, already chosen his side in some ways. The man Ahsoka knows, the only version of him she ever gets to know, is built on an assumption of purity he has already lost.
He has already begun to fall, and this slip contributes in so many ways to his inability to pull himself back. Because the only person other than Padmé he tells his crime to is Palpatine, because he's the only person who won't judge him (and that in and of itself is a measure of his immaturity–– because he deserved to be judged).
And this contributes so much to Palpatine's control because he has this piece of the puzzle, this ability to go "Oh, but what about this?" any time Anakin tries to pull back from Palpatine's confidence. Because they both know if he ever admitted it to the Order he'd forever lose their approval, and that's what matters most. So Palpatine has this advantage, because he knows more about Anakin than anyone else and Anakin doesn't feel he can confide in anyone else.
But the thing is: for so long, Anakin wants to be better, wants to amend himself for this sin and more than once wants to confess to Obi-Wan, but every single time Palpatine is able to go "Oh but he thinks he's so much better than you, he would never understand you, he would judge you and tell the Order and they'd cast you out" but... Obi-Wan would have forgiven him anything.
I think a lot about Obi-Wan being such a Perfect Jedi (in the eyes of everyone else if nothing else) and how much that hurts Anakin. Because every time he tries to pull himself back from the ledge this epitome of what it means to be a Jedi is just there in his face reminding him of his own failure
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