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#anakin skywalker request
givemequeen · 6 months
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guys pls request anakin stuff. i love him. i need him.
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I'm So Glad I Got To Hold You🌧
Words: 831
Warnings: language? typical Star Wars violence
Star Wars Masterlist Main Masterlist
Based off of the Ashe and FINNEAS song Till Forever Falls apart and was requested by @supertoastrisesagain
This was supposed to be fluffy but y'all should know me by know, I'm shit at writing straight up fluff. This is also being written AFTER watching episode 6 of Obi Wan Kenobi and fuck did that show break mee. But yeah, made a supposed to be fluffy fic into an angsty one
Enjoy
Y/N sat next to Anakin on the ship. She laid her head onto his shoulder. He smiled and kissed her temple softly. No one was around. Not other Jedi and not the Clones. Just them. They both were given a few days off due to their injuries received on Geonosis. Both were surprised that they were given it. After all, a war just started. She placed her hand into Anakin's, now, mechanical one.
"This all feels like a dream."
She looked up at him, "What do you mean?"
"I mean this. Right here. Us. Everything is growing out of control and yet I'm sitting here next to you. I," He paused, "I still have you."
She smiled at him, "You'll always have me. No matter what."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." She adjusted the front of his robes, "Even if everything went down right now. I'd be happy that I got to be with and love you."
He looked at her lovingly before leaning down to kiss her.
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Anakin struggled to not run to Y/N as she had been carried out from the rubble. He tried to not run as he saw the smoke, dirt, dust, and blood that covered her face. In that moment, he couldn't give a damn about the Code. He had to make sure that she was okay. He was supposed to make sure she was okay. He always did. Just like she always did to him. But he hadn't move as he felt Obi Wan's hand on his shoulder.
But now he was walking down the halls of the ship to the med-bay. A Clone who worked in the med-bay mentioned that she was awake and talking song. He entered the bay and smiled as he saw her sitting up. He saw as her head turn and give him a soft smile as he walked closer. When he reached her he heard her weakly chuckle, "Here to check on me Skywalker?"
"I guess." He sat down next to her, "We can't go losing one of our best General's now can we?"
She smiled, "I guess not."
"That and," He took her hand into his, "I had to see if you broke our promise of being together forever, or at least until forever falls apart. And the only way for that to happen is through death."
"So has this become a till death do us part situation?"
He smiled and kissed her knuckles, "Yes it is."
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Y/N stood facing away from Anakin. She couldn't believe him. Actually, she could believe him. Ever since Ahsoka left the order he became distant. Their arguments got more personal. Bringing up past mistakes. But this? Fuck, this one just hurt. He brought up that they should take a break from each other. All that she wanted to do was fix this. She tried to hold back the tears and keep her emotions in check as she heard him leaving her room.
She still promised to be his, even as it all falls apart.
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Anakin stood near Y/N. Neither had said much to each other since he left her nearly crying in her room. Blasts were from droids were coming from all sides and they were forced to stand near one another as they fought. Getting closer every time their lightsabers collided with a blaster shot. Anyone who didn't know the two before would never suspect a thing was up. But those who knew them? Oh they knew. They knew the two weren't them. It may have been small, but it was still there. Something small that was different.
Their backs collided as the droids continued to come from all sides. Well, that was until they all stopped shooting at the two Jedi and all but shut off. The two looked around confused. This wasn't right. They both turned their heads and looked at their own Clones. Y/N called out to her Commander as Anakin called out to Appo.
Their Commanders and the other Clones brought their blasters up. They heard the blasts coming from all sides. But instead of aiming at the droids they previously were, they were aimed to the two Jedi. And before either had the time to react, they both were already on the ground.
Anakin looked at Y/N. He reached his hand out to her. His words were soft, barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry."
Her trembling fingers grazed his own and tears fell from her eyes. Her voice just the same as his as they said the soft words of, "I love you."
Both wishing that the final thing they heard were those words instead of the sounds of their Clones turning their blasters to them for the last time.
But neither could be upset as they died with their friend. They spent their last moments making sure the other knew what they wanted them to know. Both died never loving anyone else.
Neither breaking their promise of parting until forever broke apart.
Neither breaking their promise until death.
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galactic-rhea · 1 month
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It's very clear you struggle with adding Luke into the fanart. I understand he has no personality. Please focus on your vader and leia only they're extra-amazing without luke.
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Nooo Luke is my poor little guy 😭
I tend to draw Leia a little more because she tends to be either side-lined oooor she gets the "She's the badass mom of the group and she's the one keeping all the guys on a leash", so she being a little silly with her evil murderous dad is a treat for myself, but I do really love Luke too, I have a bunch of WIPs with him 🥺
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stealingpotatoes · 10 months
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@crossover15 requested part 2 of the jedi preferring the twins, this time with Yoda and Luke!
(ko-fi requests are open!!)
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ooowyn · 11 months
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i'll love every inch of you
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anilovie · 4 months
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Could I request something with a shy! Reader who has a huge crush on Anakin. And every time they see him, they just—run away. Lol.
This drives Anakin up the fucking wall, because he just wants to talk to them and see their sweet face and hear their beautiful voice. He thought their little crush was cute/funny at first, but as time went on, he actually fell harder. 😌💕
Eventually, he corners them and seduces them into looking at him. Like—cups their jaw with his leather glove and presses his thumb against their throat to force their neck back to look at him. 🥵 And then he just DEVOURS them.
I love your writing sm, by the way. 💕
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A.N: I loooooved this request. i could write about this for HOURS. lmk if you want more, sweet anon 💖
CW: fluff, lots of fluff, solely fluff, kissing and requited pining with a dash of fluff, gn reader
WC: 1.5k
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♡ Let’s be real. Anakin would certainly know you have a crush on him from the moment it forms.
♡ As the ‘Brotherhood’ book insists, Anakin is better at reading peoples emotions through the force than anyone else. So of course he’d be able to pick up on the way your nerves spike whenever he’s near, the rush of elation coming from you when he walks in the room, the stutter of your heart when you lock eyes and he offers a polite nod in greeting.
♡ He can feel how you stare at him from across the room when you think he’s not looking. Can see the goosebumps on your skin when he ‘accidentally’ brushes you. He can tell when you’re even thinking about him just from the way your heartbreak quickens and you begin to fidget with your hands.
♡ He knows everything about what you’re trying to hide from him.
♡ But you have no idea that he returns those feelings.
♡ It only makes your crush on him that much more frustrating. Because he wishes he could just sit you down someplace and talk to you for hours— stare into your eyes and study the way your face moves when you smile, and frown, and laugh, and cry. He wants to know every inch of you, to study all your flaws and perfections, to know everything about you.
♡ More than anything, he wants to just have you already, raw and real and unapologetically you.
♡ But you’re always making excuses to leave him early whenever you’re left alone. Always turn away when you catch him staring. You’re always crossing your arms or pulling your jacket tighter when he’s near, or hiding behind Obi-Wan, or cutting yourself short when you speak. And if he tries to flirt with you, you clam up and practically disappear in a puff of smoke.
♡ One time, he’s almost certain he made you cry. All he said was that you looked pretty, and tapped the bottom of your chin with his finger. That’s it. But your eyes got all wet and your lip started to wobble, and you quickly turned away, muttering some excuse about being late for an appointment.
♡ most infuriatingly, you’ve only been able to make eye contact with him a handful of times; much less hold it. Your pretty eyes turn wide with embarrassment, your nerves go haywire, and you rip your beautiful gaze away far too quickly for his liking.
♡ And force forbid you have to speak to him. Always staring over his shoulder when he talks to you, or at his chest, or his shoes, or your shoes.
♡ If you manage to get a few sentences out without stumbling over your words or cutting yourself short, he is so proud.
♡ If you’d only just look at him, you would see that.
♡ Though you can never seem to form a complete sentence around Anakin, to Ashoka you can’t seem to shut up.
♡ “Kriff, alright! I get it! Enough about my ‘hot master’!”
♡ In all honesty, you think Anakin merely tolerates you. You’re friends, and you work together, so you think he’s obligated to be nice to you.
♡ the only way you can come out of your shell around him at all is when he makes it glaringly, sickeningly obvious that he’s head over heels about you, too.
♡ Sweet smiles, soft touches, and gentle words of praise and adoration. Constant endearment and doting. It’s endless coming from him, earning constant eye-rolls from Ahsoka.
♡ he always lowers his voice so it’s in that soft, raspy register with you. He doesn’t even notice it, but you do. It’s like he’s reserved all of his gentleness just for you.
♡ most days, he has to call your attention to him, otherwise you won’t dare trouble him. For example, you’re hurrying past him in the starfighter bay, heart jumping into your throat as soon as you recognize that curly head of golden hair, when;
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“Hey— you just gonna walk right past me?”
You skid to a stop and turn back around, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry… thought you were busy. Didn’t wanna bother you.”
“You’re not bothering me. You never bother me.”
“Oh…” you laugh nervously, clasping your hands in front of you. His attention pins you to the spot, forcing your gaze to your shoes as you awkwardly rock back on your heels. “So, did you… did you need something?”
“Yes, actually,” he gestures with his head behind him, toward his ship. “Come with me?”
Your gut swirls in anticipation for what Anakin could possibly need to be alone with you for. You’re no genius when it comes to spaceships; you can only hope that whatever it is, you don’t make a fool of yourself in front of him.
Anakin leads you inside to the control room, and then abruptly stops. He turns to you with his arms crossed, intense stare piercing into your face, and comes right out with it:
“Why won’t you ever look at me?”
Immediately, your face grows warm. He gives you no time to even wrap your brain around the question before adding;
“You’re not scared of me, are you?”
As if to prove him wrong, you flick your eyes up to his face, and then quickly away. “I do look at you.”
“That hardly counts,” He scoffs.
It’s worse. He’s making it so much worse. The small space, the forced proximity, the confrontation— your heart is going haywire in your chest, skin breaking out in a nervous sweat. Your mind goes absolutely blank.
“Am I that hard to look at?” His tone is light, teasing, but there’s a hint of seriousness behind it.
“No— no, you’re not hard to look at, at all,” you quickly assure. And because your brain has melted, you add, quieter, “that’s sort of the problem.”
He’s silent for a long moment. And when you sneak another glance at him, you see a grin slowly crawling onto his face.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Shut up.”
“You think I’m handsome, hm?”
“Just a little,” you mutter, arms crossed defensively. “Doesn’t mean anything.”
“No?”
“No.”
You search for the exit, thinking it’s about time you get out of this situation before you quite literally pass out. With every word, Anakin leans closer to you, and your pulse has quickened to the point of dizziness.
“I think you like me,” Anakin’s voice has dropped to a near-whisper, rasping as he leans down close to your face. You’ve shrunk back as far as you can go, almost hitting your head on the control panel above.
You turn your head away, trying to escape him, only to find his arm already braced against the wall by your head, trapping you in.
“Anakin—“
There are so many thoughts flying through your head. This can’t happen— he’s a Jedi— you want him— you can’t breathe— is he getting closer?
“Look at me,” he demands. And it’s like he’s the pied piper: His voice controls you.
Blue.
“There you go,” the corner of his lips tilt up. “Not so hard now, is it?”
“It is hard,” you whisper, eyes welling with overwhelmed tears. “You make me nervous.”
He can feel your fragile will shatter, bringing his other hand to cup your jaw, keeping your head tilted up with leather fingers. Even if you look away, you have no choice but to face him.
“Well, I’m proud of you.” His voice is incredibly soft. It’s not mocking or teasing or anything.
He’s proud of you. Anakin Skywalker is proud of you.
That knowledge coaxes you back to him, slowly, and you see true adoration shining in those glittery, softened eyes. Your shoulders finally relax, shaky breath filling your lungs.
“Please don’t make fun of me,” you beg, giving up on hiding what you truly feel for him. He’s forced it all to light now, anyways. “I know you can’t feel the same. And I’ll keep it to myself. I don’t want to trouble you—“
“Hey, hey,” he cuts you off, hushing softly. “What did I say? You’re never troubling me,” his gaze shifts between both of your eyes, as if unable to decide which to look at. “And who says I can’t feel the same? Who says I can’t feel more?”
Your attention accidentally shifts down to his mouth, and your mind goes absolutely blank again.
“W-what?”
Pretty, plump lips curl into a smile. Mischievous, this time. Knowing.
“What’re thinking about, hm? Tell me, please. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
His face draws impossibly nearer, you almost go cross-eyed trying to keep looking at him. His breath tickles your lips, and you instinctively squeeze your eyes shut.
“Show me what you’re thinking,” he urges. And with a surge of confidence, fueled by the desire to just take what you’ve wanted for so long now, you lift your chin and close the last remaining centimeters between you.
“Mmm,” he immediately hums, appreciating your eagerness. He smiles against your lips, and it lights your body on fire.
You are kissing Anakin Skywalker.
His lips are just as soft as they look.
You finally know what Anakin tastes like.
These three thoughts are all you can grasp until you pull away too soon, stomach somersaulting from the soft sound your lips make as they break apart. Only he hasn’t had enough. Using the hand on your jaw to keep you still, he captures your lips in a bruising kiss, tilting his head to taste you deeper, harder— he lets his tongue swipe your bottom lip, coaxing you open, wanting to know if you taste this good everywhere— only the feeling of his hot tongue on your lip fills your face with unbearable heat, and you pull away from him with a gasp.
“Anakin—“ you whine, bringing your hands up over his to cover your face.
He’s laughing now, ducking his head so that his bangs cover his eyes. If the lighting wasn’t so dim, you could have sworn there was color blooming on his cheeks.
“What? Too much?”
Again, you’re left speechless.
But you’re not stupid. Of all the words he’d just spoken to you, all of the gentle touches and longing looks in the past, of how he’d just kissed you—
“There’s no need to be so shy around me, sweetheart,” he tries to amend. “I adore you. Everything about you,” he shakes his head. “I always have.”
He couldn’t make it more clear. A tiny, hopeful smile eases its way onto your face, but you bashfully push at his chest. “Okay,” you huff. “Just— just let me breathe for a minute, okay?”
He laughs again, but leans back and returns his arms to his sides so you can gulp in a deep breath. Your face is so hot, and your lips are tingling from his phantom touch. And he’s still just staring at you, unblinking.
“Stop looking at me,” you mumble, and he responds by affectionately squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and pointer finger, stealing a quick kiss on your pouted lips before you can complain.
“Never.”
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ahhrenata · 7 months
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hello you def don’t have to feel the need to do this, especially if I don’t describe what I’m trying to well BUT
If you ever felt like drawing ahsoka/anakin/Obi wan I’m the style of the painting from rebels (at the Jedi temple I think) of the daughter/son/father that’s a piece I’ve been wanting for a while but I’m not talented enough to do lol
I’ve just now realized you sent me this ask back in like May and that I’ve been slowly working on it since LOL I apologize for the wait! As I told you before, I’ve been wanting to do this kind of piece for ages, so you were the perfect motivator to get me started on it. I hope it looks alright 😅 💕
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blank sketch below the cut:
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aliettali · 6 months
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request: anakin, ahsoka, and rex in a snowball fight (anakin cheats with the force or something idk)
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what a loser. GET HIM
bonus:
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dcrescendo7 · 1 year
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lightasthesun · 2 years
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POV: Order 66 never happened, Anakin didn't turn to the Dark Side and Ahsoka ended up rejoining the order a couple of months after the war ended. Now years later they still like to enjoy each other's company as often as possible.
Magic happens when @ahhrenata and I brainstorm. And with that I mean Lauren does Magic. 🥰
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bi-wan · 1 year
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Patreon request made by the lovely @sopherfly , based on a scene in chapter 2 of “The Shadow of a Dream” ❤️.
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givemequeen · 6 months
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hi. could you please do a anakin x reader fic where ani comes back from a long mission and they have a little fluffy reunion and they missed each other a lot
done!! thanks for the request!!
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sswiftiestars · 8 months
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A1 on the smut prompt list w anakin pretty pls🤭
A1- “heavy makeout”
Anakin Skywalker x fem reader
drabble cos i’m tired.
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(not my gif!!)
warnings: kinda smutty i guess, swearing, grinding, PRAISEEE, y/n isn’t used btw, PET NAMES, subby and dom anakin (i couldn’t really decide)
thanks anon!
you and your boyfriend, anakin, we’re laying in bed, when you two started to get a bit handsy. and obviously, anakin just had to turn it into more. you and him were both shirtless, except you had your bra on. you were sitting in his lap, kissing the ever loving fuck out of him.
“baby- please,” he whined inbetween sloppy and wet kisses, “y’ taste so good, need to feel you.” he sounded desperate, at this point. whining and desperately trying to grind his hard cock onto you.
“be patient, i js’ wanna kiss you right now.” you responded sternly but softly, as you continued to make out with him, the wet and sloppy kisses starting to fill up the room with its lewd sounds.
anakin whined again in response, but ran his hands through your soft hair and continued to kiss you passionately.
he suddenly grinded himself on you, sending heat straight to your core, making you shiver and moan softly into his mouth in response.
“see how bad i want you?” he whined, continuing to grind his clothed cock onto your core.
you moaned, but went back to kissing him, your saliva mixing with his, and eachothers tongues practically down eachothers throat.
“ani..” you whimpered into his mouth, as he gripped onto your hips, practically forcing you to grind yourself onto him.
“yeah, baby. js’ like that..keep goin’ f’ me.” anakin praised, letting out soft grunts as you grinded on him.
anakin smashed his lips against yours again, causing you to moan softly out of suprise.
and of course, after all of this, it just had to end in you getting ate out, and him fucking you from behind <3
but you loved every fucking second of it.
and so did he.
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galactic-rhea · 29 days
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i am sooo desperate to see more art of shmi skywalker because i love her so much so thats DEFINITELY my doodle request lol
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The original Skywalker, you're so right about it.
Also I have her a good friend, I'll call her...idk, Tei Demma (she is another slave, obviously).
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0bianidalas · 5 months
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The waiting is a sadness fading into madness
For @iammyownsaviour ❤️
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veras1ne · 9 months
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♟️ 🍒 WITH ANI PLZZ
“Insubordinate.”
Hi angel! Sorry I took so long on this request, took a short mental break hiatus because I’ve had a lot on my schedule and it’s caused me to force a break on myself but I’m back and I’m here with your request :)<3🦢
Special thank you to @anisbaby for giving me silly little notes on this and basically being my beta reader LOL
Find my prompt lists here! They are divided into smutfic prompts and fluffy prompts!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Dealing with jealousy was not a strong suit of Anakin’s, and seeing you with another man very close to him was certainly a recipe for a hot disaster, but in the end I think you’ll find it was more of a beautiful disaster.
: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: Your media consumption is NOT my responsibility, these are your warnings for the following: Jealous sex, semi-public, forbidden relationships, squirting, cum eating, PIV, cunnalingus/eating pussy.
🫧Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/AFAB!Reader
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Your laughter pierced through the garden of the Jedi temple. While working there, you became familiar with many of the masters and padawans alike, enough to even form a relationship with their most prized knight, General Skywalker. He often visited your quarters, and you would spend long hours in his company chatting about anything and everything, sharing stories of the war as it unfolded.
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What blossomed as a small friendship bloomed into watching the sunrise and taking warm showers holding one another. It was love at first sight. You just couldn’t get enough of him, and he couldn’t get enough of you.Your thoughts were constantly clouded by the feeling of his lips on yours and the heat in your chest when your eyes would meet.
One thing you knew about Anakin was how he felt about competition, and more specifically, jealousy.
Although he knew that there was no other person or creature in the system that could compare to the love that you felt for him, his heart twinged whenever he saw you with another, smiling and laughing in the way that only he made you feel happy. In his mind, he should be the only one to make you feel the butterflies he puts in your stomach and the way your lips fit so perfectly like puzzle pieces.
Even with others he knew very well, like Master Kenobi, his mind couldn’t help but wander as he caught the two of you conversing in the gardens as you were working on planting a new flowerbed.
Your giggles took him back to reality as you looked at Obi-Wan, smiling as he was telling you about something Master Yoda had said earlier that day. "Master Yoda always finds a way to amuse me, but enough about him. I hope the Sun has not been too harsh on you today, yes? I take it you and my padawan have quite the relationship; I always catch the pair of you chatting about,” He playfully suggested it, giving you a sly smile. You turned your head, setting down the shovel, and smiled. "Master Kenobi, you know Anakin and I are just friends. I’ve been working at this temple so long that he’s practically a brother to me." You dusted your hands on your apron, wiping the dirt and clay off and onto your clothes, and moved to the next spot you had dug out before Master Kenobi got your attention.
Anakin’s face fell slightly when you said that, ignoring that Jedi were not supposed to have romantic feelings for others in the first place. "Ah, of course. Well, I must attend my class in order to train the younglings. Hopefully they haven’t been causing any havoc in the gardens recently." He waved his hand dismissively at the following conversation, quickly moving on. "Of course not; have a good session, Master." You smiled and waved goodbye, turning your attention to the abandoned flowers, not realizing the footsteps coming from behind you.
You turned to greet the presence and froze. Anakin’s face was flushed with jealousy and, ultimately, rage. Normally he would put situations like these behind him, but there it was, his deep blue eyes burning holes into you. “Oh, please, don’t let me disturb you. I wouldn’t want my friendly presence to cause you trouble." His words spat like heat from a fire, scorching your skin and causing you to scoff. “Ani, you know it isn’t like that at all; I just didn’t know what to tell him. I don’t want to mess anything up for you." Your voice lowered to barely above a whisper, knowing he couldn’t hear you despite being right beside you. “Please, Anakin, let’s just leave it alone; you know I would never do that to you." You pleaded softly, trying your hardest to keep yourself together.
Anakin shook his head and smiled. "You can call me your friend all you want, but I didn’t think that being just friends meant that I fuck the shit out of you every night and make you scream my name." His hand drifted to your waist, pulling you in to whisper in your ear, "You know that Master Kenobi couldn’t fuck your pussy as good as I can." The words sent chills down your spine as he ran his teeth along your neck and bit the lobe gently.
Your mouth hung open as if you were shocked by his boldness. A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest, sending goosebumps down your arms and causing your entire body to heat up and send fireworks through your fingertips. His grip tightened ever so slightly on the flesh below as he trailed kisses across your cheek.
His breath ghosted against your lips, sending shivers up and down your spine. "Anyone could catch us here, and yet you still want me so bad, don’t you?" You whined as he kissed you, needing to feel his naked skin on yours. Anakin, please. Don’t play these games with me." His hand slipped beneath your apron, caressing over your hips, fingers grazing against your pants, teasing your sensitive nerves.
Your knees nearly buckled under you, and you whimpered against his mouth. His tongue danced around yours and teased you with light strokes.
All you could feel was his hot body, his touch, his scent, and his taste. He lifted your body to rest on his hips, capturing your lips in a kiss and backing into a door, jiggling the doorknob, and walking into the nearest empty room. "You look so divine when you’re out working. Even if you’re all sweaty and dirty, a little grime never hurts anyone." You jeered at his comment, making a face of disgust: "Maker, Anakin, you’re gross." He smiled at you as he set you on the table in front of you, saying, "I don’t think you’ll be saying that after I eat out this pussy. I want to see you cream all on my face, baby." Your breathing grew heavy as lust filled his gaze as he stripped you from your heavy apron and made short work of your dark pants and underwear.
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His hands gripped your hips possessively as his thumb traced your folds while his mouth worked to suckle you, earning a loud moan.
The need for his touch had taken control, driving you crazy, and you pushed his head closer to your chest. The feel of his warm tongue swirling over your clit caused you to arch back and thrust your hips forward involuntarily.
Your hands gripped the sides of his head, pushing further towards the center as you moaned louder and louder each time he licked harder, the slurping of your juices causing you to be taken aback in pleasure as he arched you towards your release. Your nose scrunched as you tugged on his hair, eliciting a moan out of his mouth as he pinned down your thighs, causing you to stop squirming as they shook. He was relentless in his attack, and you could feel your orgasm rippling through.
His teeth lightly grazed your entrance as he slowly sank his tongue back inside you, licking away your cum and juices as you gasped in pure ecstasy. He continued for a few minutes, sucking and playing with your clit until he stopped, kissing the inside of your thighs and coming up from your pussy, his chin glistening from your cum and liquids.
After his tongue had left you and you were able to catch your breath, you reached your arms up to cup his jaw as you gazed into his eyes. "Thank you, baby." Anakin smirked before removing his robes and belt, "You know nobody else could ever fuck you like I can." His voice was snarky and vile, his dark blue eyes staring at you almost as if he had something to prove as he pulled out his cock and positioned himself at your entrance, sliding into you slowly with a soft groan. Shortly, you were moaning underneath his thrusts and begging for more of his touches.
Once again, he placed his lips on yours as he picked up the pace and moved his hips faster, creating sparks between your bodies that made you squirm on the table. "Thank you so fucking much—thank you, Ani." You moaned out in a whine as he tweaked with your nipple, eliciting a shock through your body, which translated to pleasure. You clutched onto his shoulders as he continued to move faster, your legs shaking beneath him. You came in a rush as his thrusts hit your sweet spot, as well as a few spasms in his cock as he chased his own high.
You cried out once more as he continued to move his hips rapidly into yours, the overstimulation bringing you to another orgasm, this time your liquids spraying on your partner, soaking your bodies in your release as he came inside of you, the both of your cum dripping from your pussy as he wiped it with his fingers and stuffed his cream back into your wet hole. "Put your pants and apron on. We’re going to take a little stroll back to your quarters," he commanded, handing your garments to you as you obeyed him.
Taking your hand, he helped you get back to your feet as he wrapped his robe around you, leaving him in his undershirt and pants.
The light of the sun made you squint as you looked outside, your attention being redirected as Obi-Wan coughed next to you, his face filled with disgust and recognition, but no words were exchanged.
“Hello Master!" Anakin smiled at him cheerfully and waved as Master Kenobi walked past, trying to avoid the mess between you and Anakin. “Anakin." He dismissed Ani with a nod, walking off and trying not to laugh as he sensed your embarrassment once you slapped Anakin’s arm. "Anakin! What happened to being inconspicuous?" He smiled at you, holding your waist, and said, "Just a reminder that I’m the only one you should be touching yourself to at night." His pride struck a chord with you as you scoffed.
"You really are gross."
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