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His Heir pt. 40 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Hey guys... I am back. We're just not gonna talk about how my semester went there towards the end... Anyways, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!! Here is your present!!! The next part of His Heir!!

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“Oh. I knew I forgot to tell you something about the plans for today.” Dasar said, upon seeing my shocked face.

“What is he doing here?” I asked, voice shaking. I wasn��t sure if I was nervous or heartbroken to see him.

“He’s here for you.” Was all he said.

The boat was docked and Totin got off first. Maul stepped closer as I approached the side. He offered me his hand without a word and I took it. Dasar stood behind me as Maul helped me step over the small gap between the dock and the boat. It felt like the silence that surrounded our small group was going to kill me.

“Well, Totin and I have a few things we need to check on.” Dasar said, breaking the silence.

I looked at him with panic in my eyes. He took a dramatic deep breath to show me to breathe. I took a deep breath and nodded.

“Have a good evening.” I said to them.

“You as well,” Totin said before addressing Maul, “We’re glad you made it, Lord Maul.”

Maul gave them a nod and we stood quietly watching them walk down the dock. Once they were gone Maul turned to me.

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine.” I said quietly, I wasn’t snappy or short, it just felt like I had forgotten how to talk to him.

“Words cannot begin to express how sorry I am, I fucked up.” He said looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

“Yeah, you did, big time.” I couldn’t just forgive him, not this easily, “I can’t forgive you, not right now. I’ll be honest I could care less if you came to the wedding, what hurt the most was that you weren’t there for me and him when you promised you would be.” I said, placing a hand on my stomach as if to protect the baby from him.

“I know, I cannot forgive myself for that either… I know I’ll have to earn back your trust. I know it won’t do much in terms of regaining your trust, but I am hoping it will at least score me a few points… I had a picnic on the beach prepared for us.”

“You’re lucky that I am practically always hungry.” I said, cracking a small smile.

He smiled as well and offered me his arm, “We’ll let’s not keep you waiting then.”

I took his arm and allowed him to lead me down the dock. True to his word, a picnic blanket had been set up for us with an array of food. Maul helped me take off my shoes before he did the same. Then he carefully helped me sit down on the blanket.

“How did you have time to get all of this planned?” I asked, looking at how beautifully everything was set up, even down to the vase to put the bouquet of flowers into.

“Totin played a big role in it. He helped me get the kitchens to prepare the food, and then he obviously arranged for the servants to bring everything down to the cove and set it all up.”

I nodded along as he spoke. Even though he had help, it was still such a sweet gesture, especially when it came to the consideration of what food had been prepared. As I gazed over it all, it was all of my favorites and not a single piece of food that I had any sort of aversion to.

“Would you like something to drink?” Maul asked, reaching into the basket beside him and pulling out an odd-shaped decanter filled with a sparkly, deep green liquid.

“Is that Emerald wine?” I asked in shock.

Emerald wine was extremely expensive because the fruit used to make was only found in a few places. I had never actually had any before, but I recall it being had at certain events on Mandalore.

Maul nodded, “It is. This particular one is non-alcoholic. It’s completely safe for you to drink.”

“Well, in that case, I would love some.”

The decanter made a pop when he opened it making me jump slightly.

“Sorry.” Maul said, handing me my drink.

“It’s okay, I think me jumping scared him more, honestly.” I laughed as I took the glass from him.

I swirled the liquid around in the glass, watching the green glitter swirl around creating a mesmerizing pattern. Once Maul had poured his own glass he held it out to me and cheered my glass before we both took a drink.

“Oh, that is good.” I said.

“Have you never had Emerald wine before?” He asked.

I shook my head.

“Well, once he’s here, I’ll be sure to get us the best bottle of the real thing for you to try.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” I said before taking another sip, “Now, what all do we have?”

We ate and made easy conversation, it was nice. I was almost able to forget about all the turmoil he had caused a couple of days prior. Almost. But not quite. Maul must have noticed this.

“Please don’t think I am trying to distract you from what I did to you.” He said.

“I know you're not… it's just… it’s hard for me when someone I trust to be there for me lets me down. I was so used to being on my own as a child and having no real form of support from anyone that as an adult it takes me a long time to let people in and when I do, it means I truly trust them, and to be let down by someone that I have let in… it hurts, to put it plainly… I really don’t know how to describe what it feels like.” I said as tears began to form on my lower lash line.

Maul dropped his head slightly, “I’m sorry, my dear.”

“I know… I know…”

Maul reached over hesitantly and when he saw I wasn’t going to retreat away from him, he grabbed my hand. We weren’t looking at one another, instead we were both fixed on the horizon. The two moons had risen and were casting a beautiful glow out across the water.

I wasn’t sure how long we sat in silence but eventually, it began to feel like my eyes were barely staying open.

“We should probably get going. Tomorrow is the start of all the fun festivities, it best to get a good night's sleep tonight.” I said.

Maul agreed and stood before turning around and helping me stand up as well.

“Do we need to bring this all back with us?” I asked referring to the platers, blanket, and basket that had been used.

“No, Totin said that the servant droids will come to take care of it.”

I nodded before we began making our way back up the beach. It was quite a long trek back to the palace and by the time we got there, I was completely exhausted. Maul escorted me to the room I had been staying in but stopped once we got to the door.

“What are you doing?” I asked, clearly confused.

“I wasn’t sure how you were going to respond to me showing up like I did. So, a separate room was prepared for me.” He explained.

“Oh… well, can you have your stuff brought here? It’s a large room… and I would prefer to have you here… with me.” My voice was quiet as I made the request, I was still hurt, but that didn’t mean our whole relationship had to stop.

“Of course I can.” He said with the faintest of smiles graced his face.

He followed me in and took in the room. I dropped my shoes by the door since they were covered in sand and Maul slid his off next to mine. Despite how tired I was, I also felt quite gross. Between the salty air and the sand, I felt grimy and really wanted to wash up before climbing into bed.

“I am going to take a shower… care to join?” I asked, already heading to the bathroom.

“Of course.” Maul said, following not too far behind me.

The shower was nice. I was able to get all the grittiness off of my body, and Maul had even begun to give me a light shoulder massage.

“This feels great, Maul, but I need to get out and get off my feet. It feels like they are going to fall off.” I said, leaning back into him carefully so neither of us would lose our footing and slip.

He pressed a kiss to my shoulder after dropping his hands from them, “I can continue on the bed if you want me to.” He offered quietly.

I nodded as I reached over to shut the water off. Then I carefully stepped out and grabbed my towel. Once I was dried off I grabbed the silk robe that was on the hook and put it on. I used the large vanity mirror to make sure it was adjusted correctly over my belly before tying it shut.

“I’m going to go sit for a bit before getting ready for bed.” I said to Maul, looking at him through the mirror. He nodded as he adjusted his towel around his lower hips.

“I’ll be out shortly.” He said.

I nodded and made my way over to the bed. I could the baby moving a lot which was odd considering how late it was. Of course, his sense of time was thrown slightly by travel and being on a new planet with a different rotation time than back home, but I didn’t think it would cause him to be this off. By this time of night, he has usually settled down. I sat down with a sigh, glad to be off my feet. Then I laid back and put my hands on top of my belly.

“Ik'aad, why are you so active, hm? Do you have any idea how late it is?”

He seemed to move even more in response to my voice, which I took as him telling me no, he didn’t know how late it was.

“Well, it’s past midnight. You should be settled down for the evening.”

I got a kick in response.

“It doesn’t matter that we are on a small vacation, your buir would like to get some rest without you moving around like that in there.”

“Are you getting onto the baby for being too active?” Maul asked, leaning against the open doorway to the bathroom.

“Yes, I am. Come here. Feel how active he is!” I said, tilting my head to the side to look at him from the side of my belly.

Maul pushed himself off the doorframe and walked over. I was still lying down on the bed with my legs hanging off from where I sat down originally. Once he was close enough I straightened back up from where I had leaned to the side to watch him walk over. Maul stood between my legs and put his hands on my stomach.

“Wow…” He said after a moment, “What’s got him so riled up?” Maul asked with a small laugh.

“I don’t know… I hope it’s not like fetal stress or anything… I know that can cause a sudden increase in movements…”

“It’s not that, dear. If something was wrong the medical droids would have told you and wouldn’t have cleared you to go on the trip.” Maul said and I nodded, knowing he was probably right, “Maybe he can just tell that you’re happier than you were a day ago…” Maul suggested.

“Perhaps. Or maybe he just knows you’re back and he’s excited to have both his parents back together.”

“That would make two of us.” Maul said.

I shook my head, “Three.” I corrected him, causing him to smile softly.

“Would you like me to continue your massage?” He asked.

“Raincheck? We have a lot to do tomorrow and the following days. I know I’ll need one in the coming days.” I said.

Maul nodded, “Of course, dear. Anything you need in the next few days, please don’t hesitate to speak up. I know you’re going to be super involved with everything, so anything I can do to make your life easier, let me know.”

“Okay, well you can start by helping me up and changing to go to sleep.” I said, holding my hand up to him.

He carefully helped me sit up before walking over to the wardrobe that my clothes had been put into. He found one of his tunics that I had brought to sleep in as well as a pair of sweatpants that the servant droids had unpacked from his stuff while we showered. He brought them over to where I was still sitting. Once I was standing, he undid my robe and gently pulled it off my arms before tossing it on the bed. Then he slipped the tunic over my head and pulled it down over my belly, running his hands over it to smooth out the fabric. He quickly changed into his sweatpants before collecting his towel and my robe, but before he walked them back to the bathroom, he pressed a kiss to my forehead with the promise that he would be right back.

While he was gone, I climbed into bed and got situated under the plush comforter. When he returned he shut off the lights and pulled the curtains closed that would shine too much sunlight into the room come morning. Then, he climbed in beside me. I turned to face him. There were a few beats of silence as I just took in his features, softly lit up by the full moons.

“Thank you, for coming.” I whispered.

“Of course, dear. I promise to never abandon you ever again, okay?” He said, finding my hand under the covers and giving it a squeeze.

I nodded, “Please don’t.” I whispered as I scooted closer to snuggle up against him.

He held me close as we both fell asleep fairly quickly knowing we had a big day ahead of us.

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and-claudias-world · 1 year

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His Heir pt. 35 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: Smut, PinV, dirty talk

Word Count: 1643

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“You know you’re about to pay for this little stunt, you know that right?”

I faked a yawn and stretched, “I don’t know. I am quite tired. I don’t think I’d last very long once we walk back to your quarters.”

I was just trying to rile him up some more.

“Who said anything about waiting until we got back?” He asked, not missing a beat.

“Maul, we cannot have sex in here.” I said, now regretting my earlier comment about being too tired.

“Who said? Last time I checked I was the ruler of Crimson Dawn, I can do as I please.” He said, leaning in close.

I swallowed hard as his scent surrounded me. Subconsciously my head tilted over to give him more access to my neck that he had begun kissing, leaving soft bite marks along the way.

“You may say you don’t want to have sex in here, but your body is saying otherwise, darling.” He mumbled between kisses.

I pushed him away and turned to face him.

“I never said I didn’t want to… I said we shouldn’t… but fuck it.”

I grabbed him by the opening of his suit jacket and pulled him forward to kiss him passionately. My hands traveled up his chest, then over his shoulders and behind his neck. His hands went down to the edge of my seat and pulled me forward. We were so close now that he had to open his legs, to give mine space since he had pulled me so close.

Almost immediately his hands began to wonder. They ran over my thighs, up my sides, and to my breast. The way he was gently massaging them made me moan against his lips. It was pure bliss. However, I only allowed myself to get so caught up in the kiss as I thought about the logistics of how this was going to work.

“Maul, have you thought this through?” I asked, pulling away.

“Hm?” He cocked his head slightly.

“Have you thought about how we're going to actually have sex in here? You know if you remember but I’m measuring at 26 weeks right now. I mean, my belly isn’t small. Stradling you while you sit, definitely isn’t going to work.” I explained.

“You lack creativity, my dear.” He teased, smirking.

Then without taking his eyes off of me, he raised his hand and used the force to throw everything that was on one of the nearby tables off of it. Glass and plates went flying across the floor but landed far away from us. I watched with wide eyes as it all happened.

“Shall we?” He asked, pushing himself back some before standing up and offering me his hand.

I took his hand and allowed him to lead me over to the table. He helped me sit up on it. He stood between my legs and brought his lips to mine once again. His hands began roaming once again. The anticipation of what was coming was killing me. His kisses began to travel away from my lips and down to the side of my neck that he couldn’t reach earlier so he could give it the same treatment he did the other.

While I was distracted by his mouth’s attack on my neck Maul began to bunch my dress back up, giving him much better access to my pussy. But once I realized what was happening I reached forward to undo his belt.

“So impatient.” He teased, pulling away from my neck and retracting his hands from my body.

He undid his belt and his pants, pulling them down just enough for his hard cock to be freed from it confines it was currently pitching a tent in. He took it in one hand and pumped it a few times.

“Fuck.” I mummed as I watched him.

“Do you like what you see?” He asked, a cocky grin on his lips.

“You know I do. Now are you going to stand there and fuck your hand? Or are you going to come over here and fuck me?” I asked, looking back up at his face.

I could tell he was taken aback slightly by my words, but the shock lasted momentarily before it was replaced with a sly smile.

“There’s that fucking attitude again.” He said, leaning in to give me another kiss.

When he pulled back he lined himself up at my entrance before glancing up at me. I laid back and propped myself up on my elbows before giving him a slight nod. He gently slid into me. The moan I let out, echoed off the walls of the hall and cut me off, causing him to stop midway in.

“Don’t stop. Everyone is gone. And if they aren’t, let them hear how good I make you feel.” He said.

I gave him another nod and he continued to push into me. He paused for a moment letting us both get used to the feeling before he pulled back and began to set a steady pace of thrusting in and out of me. He had one hand on my hip the other grabbed my thigh, hooking my leg over his waist. So when I felt something putting pressure on and rubbing my clit I knew he was using the force again.

His pace wasn’t super fast or slow, but I wasn’t going to lie, this wasn’t the pace you used when you were having sex somewhere you weren’t supposed to. I didn’t mean for my comment to come out as sassy as it did, but I was speaking before I really had the chance to think.

“Maul, I said fuck me, not make love.”

He halted all movement. Even the pressure on my clit disappeared as he stared down at me with wide eyes.

“Excuse me?” He asked.

I couldn’t back down now, I was too far gone, “You heard me, fuck me like you mean it, Maul.”

“You’re going to regret that, darling.” He said, his tone dark and his eyes filled with lust.

When he began moving again, his pace was much fast and his thrusts were much harder. Even if I wanted to keep my moans down, there was no way I would be able to at this point. Not that I was complaining. Even the pace of the circles on my clit sped up.

He was sending me, soaring toward my climax and there was nothing I could do but take it. My moans and his grunts mixed together in the most beautifully erotic symphony of sounds I had ever heard before and echoed off the walls of the ballroom.

My orgasm came hard. I wasn’t even able to give him much of a warning before my walls were clamped down around his cock. He tried to fuck me through it but his thrust became sloppy and he was cumming as my orgasm was dropping off. I was laying there, breathless, eyes half closed as I caught my breath.

“Shit.” I sighed.

“You asked for that, dear.” Maul said, teasing.

He was still buried, balls deep inside of me when a voice coming from the top of the stairs made both of us jolt slightly, and turned to see who it was.

“Can one of you two bring me my datapad when you’re done?” He called out.

I glanced to my left, and sure enough, on the table beside us sat his datapad.

“Dasar, get out!” I yelled.

He threw his hands up in surrender, “I’ll just get it later…” He turned around but stopped in the doorway, “That dress is dry clean only, just saying!”

We both watched as he left, the door closing behind him. Then we both slowly turned to look back at each other. Neither one of us could hold a straight face as we both began laughing. Maul pulled out of me, still laughing as he tucked himself back into his pants before helping me sit back up and fix my dress.

“How long do you think he was there?” Maul asked.

“I think it is better that we don’t know… I am never going to live this down.” I said, dropping my face into my hands.

“It is quite funny though.” Maul said.

I looked up at him and shook my head, laughing despite myself. He helped me down from the table and steadied me on my feet. I walked over and grabbed the stupid datapad before hooking my arm with Maul’s to let him lead me out of the ballroom. I was quite tired from both the party and what we had just done, but we had to get back to his quarters. I was leaning into Maul as we walked. We stopped briefly at Dasar’s guest quarters and gave him his datapad back.

“You two kids have fun, but not too much… wait, maybe a little late for that.” He teased after he took it. I buried my face into Maul’s shoulder as he bid him goodnight.

“Come on, love, let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” Maul said once the door was closed.

We took our time walking back, stopping once for Maul to help me out of my shoes that had begun to hurt my feet. He was now carrying them for me as I leaned into him even more, my eyes fighting to stay open. When made it to his quarters he helped me out of my dress and brought me to the refresher where he helped me clean up where both of our releases were running down my thighs. Then once that was done, he helped me put on one of his shirts before leading me to bed. Once he was beside me, I snuggled in close and it didn’t take me long to fall asleep in his arms.

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Summary: Kinktober Day 12 — Hate/Angry Sex with Maul Pairing: Maul/Reader; fem!reader with no mentions of her appearance. Rating: Explicit, 18+ (Younglings, foundlings, and cadets BEGONE!) Warnings: Explicit sexual content, smut; hate/angry sex, unprotected PIV (PRACTICE SAFE SEX), rough sex, cockwarming, inappropriate use of the Force, breathplay, pain kink, biting kink, mild blood kink, Mandalorian!reader, spy!reader, toxic relationship, I have never written angry/hate sex before so do with that knowledge what you will, language. Word Count: 2.2k

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Maker, you hated him. A shabuir of the absolute worst kind, he was unforgiving, murderous, singular-minded, self-serving, obsessive, angry, scary. He was a murderer, and you could not wait to help drag him to the pits where he fucking belonged.

He’d stolen your sovereignty. Alienated your people. Butchered your honor and Creed. Assassinated your noble, albeit misguided, but still well-meaning duchess. Plunged your world into the worst kind of occupation and war.

This hadn’t been what you’d wanted. You’d joined the Death Watch to restore the ancient ways to your people. To try and get the duchess to see that the two ways — pacifist and warrior — could coincide. The people who wanted to swear the Creed and wear the armor could, and help fight for and protect those who wished to live in peace. Pre Vizsla had seemed to share that vision. At first. But as time stretched, you began to see him for what he was.

A madman.

But you were in too deep to back out, lest you lose your people and your Creed.

So you decided to observe. To watch. To bide your time. Your people would realize the truth.

But then the unthinkable happened. Maul had murdered Vizsla and taken the Darksaber. And your people, so blinded by their need to reinstate the ancient ways, followed it. Despite it falling into the hands of someone who never swore the Creed and wore no beskar.

The death of Satine Kryze had been the final straw for you, watching with stunned fury as she fell dead at the murderer’s feet. You hadn’t agreed with the woman and her way of rule, but all she had wanted was to do right by your people.

You had never wished for her death.

When an opportunity arose to infiltrate Maul’s regime from the inside, you took it. Everything you learned was relayed back to Bo-Katan, and you became a spy against the most dangerous being you’d ever met.

You hated Maul. You hated everything he stood for — power, control, domination. You were angry at how he continued to let your people suffer and lorded over your planet like he had a right to it. You were incensed at how your people had so lost their way that they willingly followed him.

He sensed your anger.

“A fire burns in you,” he’d said. It was the first time he’d spoken to you directly. His golden gaze had fire in them as well.

“A fire burns in all who would call themselves Mandalorian,” you’d said.

“You don’t like me,” he’d observed.

Your heart pounded, but you’d prepared for this. Forcer-users had an infuriating habit of invading the thoughts of those surrounding them. Sith and Jedi alike.

“I don’t have to agree with you, or even like you, to serve you, my Lord.”

He hummed.

“And what is it that you don’t agree with?”

His eyes pierced into you, his posture as languid and lean as a cat. It was a dangerous posture, and you knew Maul was a capable warrior. He had to be to do the things he’d done. But you got the impression he was genuinely curious.

“Killing the duchess made her a martyr to the ones who would support her, including the Jedi. Not to mention it alienated Bo-Katan and her followers, splitting our numbers more than they already were. Mandalorians have always been stronger together.”

He studied you, the gleam in his lava eyes unreadable. “Why not join Kryze, if you disagree with my killing the duchess?”

You’d prepared for this too. And you spat your answer with a very real anger.

“Because she would’ve killed her sister had you not done it first. And I would never follow a hut’uun who would kill her own, Mandalore-born blood. I would follow you before I ever followed her.”

Maul’s eyes shone with something, again, you could not quite identify. His hands, clasped behind his back, remained there as he turned slightly to face you more fully.

“I think we’ll work well together.”

His voice was a purr. And you hated how it made your thighs clench. And you hated how your eyes watched him as he walked away, unfairly graceful and fucking hot.

It made your blood boil from more than anger.

You suddenly found yourself as one of Maul’s advisors, an ear to his monologues of grandeur and power, long and poetic. He spoke of the dark side of the Force, and his old master, his desire for revenge and how your people would help him achieve it.

You listened. You responded when necessary. Your blood still boiled in his presence.

He smirked every time he sensed it. Because he knew what it meant.

He sensed the clenching of your core, and the heat in your veins. He saw the tension in your posture as he circled you like prey, and took amusement in seeing how far he could push before you bit back. He relished the way you tried not to shiver as he leaned to whisper witty commentary in your ear the rare times you removed your helmet. He delighted in sensing the conflicted fire in you, and pushing you until you snapped.

And you did, snarling at his antics and games until he pinned you and took you roughly against the floor of the throne room.

Your beskar covered the bites and bruises he left. It guarded you when his gaze grew heated and knowing. But despite that, it bore his colors, and your skin tingled at the mere thought of his touch.

Maker, you hated him, and yet you couldn’t shake him.

He’d clawed into your armor and sat in your kar’ta beskar like it was his throne.

You were impaled upon him, him lounging on his stolen throne like a smug, satisfied loth cat. The smirk on his face infuriated you, and made you disgustingly wet. You dug your nails into the muscles of his back, hot and rippling under your touch.

Your hips were pinned to his, an unseen pressure quite literally keeping you from moving and it was all you could do to not beg, twitch, or even react. It would only give him the satisfaction of knowing he had an effect on you.

Not that he already didn’t know, but still.

Another invisible, firm, searing pressure pressed to your clit, devastatingly precise. You choked on your gasp, nails digging painfully into Maul’s back.

His smirk widened.

“I can feel your need.”

His voice was a purr that wreaked havoc on you, and he suddenly, powerfully, yanked you even tighter to his front. You couldn’t swallow your moan this time, and he nibbled on your jaw.

You brought your hand to his scalp, fingers curling around his horns in a way you’d discovered made him lose a bit of that irritating smugness.

But instead he leaned into the rough touch, and it made your heart skip, your cheeks flush, your breath hitch.

He nipped the plush of your lips.

And invisible hands raised you up, sliding your slick and squeezing walls to the very tip of his cock, and slammed you back down.

With each slam of his cock into you, you choked around moans and screams. His length was impressive, if artificial, and everything about him felt so hot and real. You could practically feel him in your throat, heavy and bulging and thick.

Or perhaps that was the force pressing against your windpipe, constricting your air just enough to make your head spin.

“Sublime,” came Maul’s voice, velvet in your roaring ears.

You felt his hands seize you, bruisingly, slamming you down onto him even harder than before.

You could feel the heat, the tightening inside you, having been plateaued for what felt like hours upon him. And now as you fucked yourself upon him, clawed and fought and snarled on top of him, you felt yourself cresting.

“You’re close,” came his voice. Arrogant and smug.

You squeezed your cunt around him and yanked at his horns. His teeth bared and a guttural growl escaped him.

“So are you,” you growled back.

You found yourself beneath him in a blink, back pulsing with the pain of slamming into the throne and his cock punching into you.

You had bruises on the backs of your thighs from the metal of his legs and hips unforgivingly slamming into you, and you hated how good they looked on your skin. Your shoulders had scars of his teeth, skin permanently bearing his mark. You hated how you shivered when he traced them teasingly. Your pussy squeezed and throbbed with pleasure and pain, the feeling lasting well into the days following each tryst. You hated how it made your gait change and widen, and how it became your new norm. You hated the open-chested tunics he wore, showing the intricate, beautiful ink of his heritage. You hated how good your nails left scratches in him. You hated his grin when you yanked his horns, hated how he pushed you to give as good as you got.

And you hated how he fucked you — painfully, roughly, carnally, exquisitely, completely, ferally.

Exactly how you liked it.

And he did it in a way no other had.

The heat of your hate and your anger and your orgasm came to a boil, and as another invisible force once again enclosed around your windpipe, something erupted inside you.

Screaming loud enough to be heard through the palace as you came painfully hard, Maul continued to slam into your convulsing, clenching walls, forcing you open as he claimed your heat and slick and chased his own end.

He seized it, and bit down on your shoulder as he came.

He never softened inside you, not really, and him retreating from your abused cunt was always something that made you hiss. Sometimes it made your core tighten with discomfort. Other times, like now, it prolonged the fluttering in your cunt.

You gulped in air, chest heaving, thighs trembling, and your shoulder throbbing and pebbling with blood. It didn’t bother you, and you knew Maul liked the sight. And indeed, his molten eyes were fixed upon your shoulder, looking quite proud of your new mark.

You quietly huffed with begrudging amusement, closing your eyes and leaning back to catch your breath.

“You look a vision upon my throne,” he said. You popped an eye open, still trying to will strength back into your legs and normalize your breathing.

“Hmm,” you said, “especially when I can’t quite walk right?”

Maul smirked. After all, you’d said it, not him.

You pushed yourself up, tremors fading as you forced your muscles to engage again. You leaned down to where your beskar had been discarded and began to pull your armor back on.

“I had thought you Mandalorians were always fighting for the throne,” Maul suddenly continued.

You frowned mildly over at him, confused at the sudden direction of this conversation. He usually dismissed you after your escapades.

“Part of being a good Mandalorian is thinking of the people as a whole. Knowing what would be best for us. We’d never have survived as long as we have if we were constantly fighting each other for the Darksaber. And we’ve almost lost ourselves to that before.”

Maul draped himself over the throne as you continued to methodically and habitually armor yourself. As you did, you grew more and more comfortable.

“So you wouldn’t want to rule, despite how good you look on the throne?”

You tossed him a little smile, amused despite yourself.

“I’ll leave the desire for power to you. You embody it so well.”

He smirked. You returned to your armor.

“You would really never want to be Mand’alor?”

This made you pause again, and you sent him a searching look. “And challenge you for the Darksaber? Not a chance.”

He smirked again, eyes never leaving your form as you continued to redon your beskar and weapons.

“I thought you Mandalorians loved a good fight.”

You barked a laugh. “A fight, yes. But I’m not stupid enough to try and beat you in a lightsaber duel. So no, I will not be challenging you for the rule of Mandalore.”

The flattery, which usually amused Maul more than anything, did not garner his usual response of a smirk and tilt of his head. Instead, as you picked up your helmet and looked back at him, you found him looking at you, his face and eyes unreadable.

Again.

“I wasn’t offering a challenge.”

There was something there. A hidden meaning to his words. A meaning that scared you.

You straightened. “Will there be anything else, my Lord?”

He looked disappointed, but not surprised. He was patient. He would wring a response from you one day. “No.”

You sealed your helmet over your head, strode from the hall, and allowed your expression to contort.

Gritting your teeth and jaw and marching through the palace, your hand drifted to your blaster, twitchy and eager. Target practice would help you relax. It always did.

But as you found yourself in the training halls, your mood and anger darkened.

You hated him. You hated him! You hated how you were attracted to him. You hated that you liked him.

And you hated that he knew it.

You knew that one day, Maul’s own darkness and evil deeds would lead to his downfall. And when it happened, your kar’ta beskar would once again be yours.

The day could not come soon enough.

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𝗘𝘅𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗢𝗻𝗲 - 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁 ⠀

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𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚:🔞 𝗘𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘁 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗱𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

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𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝘂𝗹 𝘅𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁, 𝗝𝗲𝗱𝗶 𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝘂𝗹 𝘅 𝗢𝗖 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗢𝗯𝗶-𝘄𝗮𝗻 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗶, 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗬𝗼𝗱𝗮 , 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗦𝗸𝘆𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿, 𝗤𝘂𝗶-𝗚𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗶𝗻𝗻⠀

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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗡 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁, 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗺 / 𝘀𝘂𝗯 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗲, 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲, 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗙! 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗣 𝗶𝗻 𝗩 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗲 / 𝗰𝘂𝗺 , 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻

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For my beautiful amazing friend @lune-de-miel-au-paradis I know how much you love Darth Maul, I know this has taken longer than expected but I wanted it to be perfect for you & I hope you love it🤍🤍

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Another long rather boring waiting period whilst your Master Obi-Wan Kenobi spent his time discussing the Sith Lords apprentice with the Jedi Council. As a padawan learner it was not something you were overly privy too unless Obi-Wan revealed certain details to you.

You had been rather on the annoyed side as today was your final day of tests before you were to become a Jedi Knight, but as your master always says duty calls and council duty comes first.

You incessantly fiddle with anything you can get your hands on, the clip to your lightsaber , your silky chestnut brown hair, all while deep in thought.

Finally for what seems like a lifetime Obi-wan appears from the grand doors of the council room , as he walks over to you a gentle hand rests on your shoulder pulling you away from your thoughts and back to reality.

“I sense a disturbance around you young one” his voice mellow, awaiting your response.

“Sorry Master I was just thinking about my tests…”

Before you can finish he cuts off you with his reassuring calm demeanour.

“You have all the time in the galaxy to take these tests but right now we are needed. It appears our old friend Darth Maul has been spotted, Master Yoda wishes us to confirm this.”

Darth Maul, the name sends a cold tingle down your spine. You know he was the one to kill Qui-Gon Jinn and you know deep down it is not the Jedi way to hold grudges yet you feel, even if it was only minuscule that your Master did indeed hold that grudge.

A few rotations later you and Obi-wan find yourselves on Tatooine, sifting through the bustling crowds. The sun blazing down upon you both as you made your way to the small saloon.

“Please do try to keep a low profile young one we are not to draw any attention to ourselves, our presence here may not always be welcomed”

You roll your eyes letting out a small chuckle knowing you would more than likely ignore your masters words and do your own thing. He has often told you how much you remind him of a young Anakin Skywalker.

Time passes yet neither you nor your master sense or see Darth Maul. Yet this odd niggling feeling overcomes you, as if you are being watched. The hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stand on end and an alarmed emotion washes over you.

Was it the force or something more sinister?

Or was it just you loosing your mind on this maker forsaken planet of dust balls?

But you could hear it, the ever so faint whisper of the word exquisite almost like a rasping. No matter how hard you try , and by the force you are trying but you can’t seem to block out this whisper. Your heart began to race and that tingling feeling came back, but this was unlike before. No this one was burnt into you. A ghost finger trailing so softly up your arm towards your neck a gentle tug of the necklace you wear with pride.

A quick pinching off your forearm reminds you that your head needs to be on the game and focused. You are looking for Darth Maul, a night brother of Dathomir and a powerful Sith Lord.

But you feel it, you feel him boring into you. You gasp slightly in awe before slowly turning around glowing eyes capture you in what feels like a krykna web. His rich golden yellow eyes illuminate enough of his face covered by the hood of his inky black robes. He is beautiful yet sinister. His gaze upon you, watching you like you are his pray sends a hot flush to your cheeks. Turning to your master Obi-wan is your feeble attempt to break away from him and that smirk forming.

“Master….?” You say your voice in an almost whisper. You look over watching as your master adjusts the hood of his robes.

“I feel it too” he says, one hand placed on his chin as he was surveying the entire saloon. Both of you begin to make haste towards the doorway spotting the cloaked figure running out. But your chase for this mysterious being seems to have come to an abrupt stop. A dead end down an alleyway filled with nothing but a womp rat or two.

Physically you may of been alone but it seems the force was connecting you more and more with the son of Dathomir.

Again those whispers float all around you, sweeping through your very existence, filling your senses. No this must stop. You are soon to be a Jedi Knight and Jedi do not fall for such mind tricks by someone who was seduced to the dark side.In the orange glowing of the sunset you feel the hands of the force pulling you in, closer and closer until in the you make out two shapes, your master and the other one head to toe in black wielding an intimidating red double bladed lightsaber. His crown of horns poking through his hooded cloak.

“Obi-wan Kenobi we meet again” he says,a small sinister chuckle rumbles from his throat before forming up into his Form VI - Niman.

Watching as the two begin to stalk each other, neither backing down. A frustrations starts to bubble up from somewhere deep. Recalling your training and collecting yourself, you run over to the two without a second thought.

As you free your light saber from the clip of the belt cinched around your small waist, igniting the blade an Indigo blue halo forms around you. You block a strike that was headed straight for your master positioning yourself between the two men. As if morphing into one, you and the Sith Lord seem to become connected in ways you can’t begin to fathom. In synchronized movements, you exchange strikes once more. Your sabers collide again and again.

Blocking another blow, your hood falls from your head revealing a beauty Maul has never once witnessed in his life.

Your soft wavy hair gently blowing like delicate wildflowers in a summers evening field. Your pink plump lips pursed in pure concentration, the way your wide innocent eyes stare into his very existence showing no fear.

Almost as if time stopped, everything stood still. Every star planet in the galaxy came to a screeching halt, as the two of you stood there, lightsabers crossed, the red and indigo blades creating quite a stunning contrast as sparks fly.

His rich glowing eyes fixated on you, his heart began to race, the blood pumped through his veins and for a small moment you slit your gaze directly to the terrifying yet handsome Zabrak, your twinkling green eyes meet his red fire observance. That tingling feeling came back and overpowered every sense within you, shooting straight to your core. A feeling of fear yet prurience began rolling over you in waves. It takes you swift and sure. Only the sound of your Master’s voice dragged you back into the reality of the situation.

“I see you have met my Padawan” Obi-wan’s sarcastic tone fills the empty air before he takes on his usual Soresu style.

“Sarna look out!”

Obi-wan screams but to no avail a harsh blow strikes down against your saber causing you to fall back against the warm sandy foundations of Tatooine. Suddenly a dull tight feeling engulfs you. Unmoving with his inspection fully concentrated on you his mouth now cracked into an evil smile, your vision begins to blur, the air slowly being sucked out to you as you desperately claw at your throat in an attempt to yank the ghost hands away from you.

An anguished growl following a heavy thump to the harsh ground, you look over to see Maul clutching his arm, one last time his eyes survey over you, over your body then back to your fetching face.

And then he’s gone.

Instantaneously you find yourself back on Coruscant and back inside the walls of the Jedi Temple. Leaving your master with the council you take yourself off to your private quarters in hopes of some relaxation, some time to just cognizant those strange feelings that you’ve had with this Sith Lord.

Your body touched by the blush of the setting sun you lay back onto your bed, your hands restless your mind even more so.

You try and yet you cannot seem to fully let your mind be at peace, your body is full of rage and pent up frustration. Not something a Jedi should be feeling, not that is not allowed however more like something not to be openly discussed, but you are inflamed, your body longing for a release and a release you want him to fulfil, his chiselled handsome face, the feeling of his strong grip.

Your yearning for it- for him.

The wetness between your legs seeping out of your panties. Your pussy is aching. You lay your head back into the softness of your pillows squeezing them shut trying to think of anything to stop the urgency of your throbbing sex.

You feel fingertips achingly slow lightly running down your stomach all the way to your core, rubbing circles against your leather trousers each rub becoming more prominent than the last.

The fear you felt now put to shame by the desire sending shivers all over your body. His voice is back again just like on Tatooine, however this time brimming with sheer lust.

“Ah… the young Padawan… so beautiful so innocent “ he whispers.

You shoot your eyes open frantically darting around your small room, trying to place the voice to his face.

His voice is so regal, so harsh but maker you feel yourself so intrigued by it.

Physically your alone but he is with you somehow connected through the force. Suddenly you throw your hand upto your neck searching for your small pearl necklace your mother gifted you before you were taken to the Jedi Temple. She had always known the force was strong with you.

“Ah ah ah… finally noticed young one?” His voice sniggers coldly.

“Let me give you some advice young one- a Padawan should always be mindful of their surroundings, they should be able to feel when something is a miss..”

“It appears your Master has not naughty you well… Jedi…” he hisses.

“Get out of my head!” You spit sitting up on your bed your hands covering your head trying to ignore his voice and your lust filled thoughts. Your skin is prickling , your pulse quickening.

“Tsk tsk” he croons, almost as if you can feel his lips pressed against your neck and you can’t help by lolling your head back allowing the Sith Lord more access to your sensitive skin.

“But aren’t you curious young one?” His voice so taunting.

The way he manipulates the force to awaken this dark lust within you. The feeling of him gently nipping at your skin , another ghost hand delicately kneading at the soft flesh of your chest.

Before you can form a reply, the smallest of breathy moans leaves your lips. Your breath catches and your nails grip at your linen bed sheets.

“Curious about what?” You huff using all your will to stop this feeling you know is so wrong and goes against everything , the order, what you have dedicated your life to. You try in vain to push him away, yet he’s far too big, too powerful.

His large forearm now bracing your wrists together above your head with one hand, the invisible body over you so heavy you can’t squirm. The other ghost hand palming over your moist entrance pressing firmer as each second goes by.

“Everything” He is so close you feel his hot breath fan over your face.

Your gasps and soft moans are enough for him to continue his unseen exploration of your petite perfect body.

Those ghost fingers pull open at your trousers enough so he has access to your wet pussy he desires, slowly and feather light you feel beautiful pleasure begin to seep through you as he begins to rub your sensitive clit, gentle at first before the pace quickens.

Volts of filthy yearning flow over you in waves , his pace never relenting only becoming quicker.

“More- dont stop… please”

you mewl and moan bucking your hips up so desperately for more of his touch, so desperately wanting to feel his skilled fingers inside of you. Your climax ever so close to spilling out and engulfing your whole body.

“Ah yes. More?” His low sinister chuckle fills the room.

You feel the ghost finger tips slide down your sternum between your breast bone all the way to your centre. His touch is oh so galvanizing.

“Oh you exquisite thing, there is plenty of time for more, but now I have more pressing matters I must attend too”

As quick as it came his touch is now gone. You whine at the loss of his fingers working you so expertly.

The room now suddenly feels so empty and you can’t help but pathetically attempt to cover yourself up.

A racing heart and the bed around you cold in the dark night sky glow and all that is left is the lingering feeling is his large fingers. The feeling of sin gnawing away at you.

Yet you still want more.

Just as you considering finishing the job yourself there's a knock at your door. In panic you collect yourself before answering sheepishly

“Oh, hello Master. What can I do for you?"

Obi-wan scratches at his chin and for a moment and the panic that runs over your body wondering if he picked up on what went on just a few short moments ago is spreading like wild fire.

Raising a brow he drops his hand back to his side "it seems we are needed and will be leaving shortly”.

His tone of voice always has a way to calm you no matter what the situation.

You continue to push the thoughts out of your mind from earlier in the evening and take yourself to the fresher to get ready for the next mission, and for all the stars above you have no idea where you are going or what this mission entails.

From leaving the Jedi Temple , to the ride in the starship to finally landing back on Tatooine, maker you don’t know what it is but you have a strong dislike for this planet. The landing was smooth your master was a good pilot but not as good as Anakin Skywalker. Obi-wan knew the admiration you felt for Anakin. He was proud of you and of Anakin.

“Not a bad landing Master” you chuckle as the hiss of the door opening and the landing pad extends.

Obi-wan simply glances at you and rubs his hand over his chin once more.

“Now now Sarna, please keep your focus. We are to locate Darth Maul and by all means necessary bring him back to Coruscant to face trial”

You nod. “Yes Master” even you are surprised as to how calm you truly are.

“Keep your comms on, we are to meet back here by suns down” Obi-wan instructs you whilst adjusting his hood and departs off into the bustling streets.

For a brief moment you stand there and compose yourself scanning your surrounds until once again that rasping whisper floods your ears.

“Hello exquisite thing. Come to me. We have much to discuss on such little time” his regal commanding voice has you completely following his orders until you find yourself standing in front of a large durasteel door.

A quick whooshing sound and in the shadows you see him, the sight of him stood there now feels rather sinister, his crimson skin decorated with black tattoos , his rich yellow eyes glowing boring into yours. Under his black hooded robes you can make out his horns.

Silence.

That heat pools in your stomach dampening your core once more, yet you stand there as tall as you can trying your upmost best to not let him sense your fears…. And your lust.

“Do I frighten you?”

His rich and regal voice is striking.

Finally you remove your hood revealing your beauty once more to Maul. Standing there he begins to drink in all you have to offer. His eyes gaze up and down your body wrapped in your brown tunic and tight leather trousers.

“I believe you have something that belongs to me, I’m here to take it back and you are to be taken back to Coruscant”

A low rumble chuckle fills the once more silence.

“Young Padawan you may of course have this piece of jewellery back, please step in and I will hand it over to you”

A cruel smirk twists in his face, and those eyes roam over your chest partially peaking out from your tunic.

Slowly you step into the small room, one hand placed firmly on your lightsaber whilst the other twitches at your side. Trying so hard to compose yourself. Finally you stop in the centre of the room.

Maul begins to circle you achingly slow until he stops behind you, so close you can feel his breath fan over you. Your heart races and your core throbs

He leans into you his strong body pushed firmly against your back. You suck in an intake of breathe in the most quiet way you can, your hand still holding your lightsaber, a matter of life and death when you are in such close proximity to a powerful Sith Lord.

“Your thoughts betray you young one”

A raspy whisper in your ear before he gently places his lips on your bare flesh, kissing your neck so featherlight. Once again he manipulates the force and you feel your necklace back in place.

Each beat of your heart becomes louder and louder, faster and faster.

“I know what it is you desire exquisite one”

“And what is that Maul?” You turn around to face him, your pretty green eyes staring straight at him.

Silence.

Neither of you say a word for a few moments.

Maul sighs through his nose and for a brief second looks to the ground before looking back up at you, at your irresistible face and a dark smile tugs at the corner of his lips and his eyes fill with lust.

“This”

Forcefully pushing you against the cold stone wall,he wraps his arm around your waist, while the other gently grabs onto your neck, his hold is robust as he kisses you hard. Your pussy throbs for him. You moan into his kiss, as he slips his tongue into your mouth.

The sound of his deep groans sparks that sweet sinful wetness between your legs once again, and all you crave is , for him to be close to you, on you, inside you.

The friction between your legs burning and burning you desperately pull him closer trying to feel anything you can, Maul senses this and presses into you even closer. You can feel the thick hardening of his cock straining against his trousers , against you. Your wet pussy is so needy for him and he knows this.

Oh stars you are fucking craving this.

Breaking away from the hot and heavy kiss, you rip at his own dark tunic pulling it and throwing to the other end of the room. His body is so toned so fucking sexy, filled with those black tattoos you can’t help but admire. You bite your bottom lip looking the Sith Lord directly in his eyes with an innocence he has such a need to destroy, and for a minuscule of a second you see a softness wash over his features, before he lunges back at you so desperate to feel you again.

Grinding against you hard, pushing into you he makes quick work of removing all of your clothing revealing your delicate olive skin, your small chest falls from your bra. If weren’t listening you would of almost missed his gasping as his eyes drink in your naked body.

He slowly gets onto his knees , his mouth devastatingly close to your glistening pussy, he is fixated on what he sees in front of him , his hands trailing over every inch of you, worshipping your body like a serene goddess.

“Open your legs” he commands in a voice you dare not to disobey.

And you do, you spread your legs wide and throw your head back against the wall as he begins to feast on you, like a man starved. His tongue working with such authority such virtuoso, lapping up your sweet juices. You whimper and moan as he sucks on your clit.

Sucking , biting and licking at your soaking pussy he does not stop he keeps going and going , his tongue begins fucking you while one hand works your overly sensitive clit you can feel the build up of your orgasm nearing. His moans of praise pushing you even further

“Ohhh - Maul yes I’m going to-“

He slows his tongue down and looks up at you placing a gentle wet kiss over your slit.

“Shhh I know” he hushes and with that slides two large fingers inside you pumping them in and out at a furious pace all whilst he suck’s on your clit.

“Mmm good girl you taste as exquisite as you look ”

Your body simply cannot stand it and you come undone. An overwhelming white hot sensation engulfs you. Shaking and sobbing with such beautiful rapture. You run your hands delicately over those sharp horns and pull him up to face you. That smirk is there yet not sinister more sensual.

Laying back into the small makeshift bed your hair splayed out , your perfect body glowing with a thin sheen of sweat unable to take your eyes off this incredible Zabrak you open your legs enough to allow him the access you are so thirsting for.

“Do you want this exquisite one?” His voice laced in passion.

You can only whimper out a shakey “yes” before you feel him sinking balls deep into you. Your arms tangle around each other , his pace slow, gentle allowing you to adjust to his immense size, you feel every rib, every vein as his pace picks up.

“Good girl you look ever so good beneath me”

“I am the only one who will fuck you like this exquisite one…” his regal voice continues to send that shiver down your spine.

“Mmmm Maul- ohh yes it’s only you”

Your needy whines and whimpers fuel his furious pounding into you.

Maul yanks your legs placing them up and onto his shoulders allowing him to reach into you even deeper.

He peppers your ankles with silky kisses before continuing his sedulous fucking.

He groans and starts to fuck you harder and harder, it feels so right yet so wrong at the same time. You feel a shadow of darkness engulf you if only for a brief movement. Looking up at him through your sex- drunk eyes you see him so close to his peak , he looks so beautiful his eyes begin to flutter as his pace falters you can feel him loosing control deep inside you. Wet erotic sounds of passionate yet filthy love making fill the air , your orgasm teetering so close to erupting out of you.

You pull him into you as he kisses and bites at your neck groaning lewd praises his hands firmly grabbing the soft flesh of hips, his guttural growls and his relentless fucking of your cunt sends you over the edge.

Crying out in sheer bliss you , you whine so pathetically for him coating his throbbing monstrous cock in your creamy cum. His arms never leave your shaking breathless body while his hips buck even harder into you splitting you in two.

“Ohhh Maul- yes oh stars don’t stop”

One final harsh thrust he groans and curses in his native tongue coating your sweet tight insides full of his seed. The sweet ache of him stretching you releasing himself within you, his burning hot skin against yours, his firm hold on you and his tender kisses in the crook of your neck sends a lightening bolt of white hot pleasure flowing throughout you, your pussy milking his perfect cock for as much as you can get. His warm cum drips out of your ruined pussy, slowly running down your thighs.

Laying by your side Maul gently rubs his fingers over your slit catching the cum as falls out of you. Watching your every move.

That dark sinister smile beaming at you as he plays with a sensitive nipple slowly rubbing both his and your release smoothly over your tits. Turning your head slightly looking at him with wide eyes blown with lust he places his sticky thumb onto your swollen lips , without hesitation you gently part your lips, sucking the sweet and tangy juices off of his thumb ever so divinely.

His eyes so smug, he can sense your thoughts.

“Mmm I believe you want more- yes?”

Running his fingers up the side of your thigh with his free hand, nails digging into your flesh, the sight of you pleading so desperate, he adores this. He takes such pleasure from this.

So achingly slow he slides two fingers inside you, your cum filled pussy taking his fingers easily, gasping as he enters you.

“Maul…” you sigh closing your eyes biting at your bottom lip trying to control the moans that are so close to spilling out of your mouth.

Taking him by surprise you grab his throbbing length and begin to pump him fast driving him crazy.

He growls at your touch and uses his free hand to take a fistful of your hair, and pulls your to face him. He wants to watch you come undone once more for him, to watch your beautiful face contort in the pleasure he brings you. Again and again his two fingers explore inside you until he finds that sweet sensitive spongy spongy spot that sends jolting piercing pleasure throughout you once more.

Your walls clench around his fingers as the intensity of your third orgasm rips through you. You work in sync with him pumping him tighter and faster until his cock twitches squirting thick ropes of warm cum over your hand and thigh.

He curses, removing himself from your grip to run his fingers down the side of your face.

Your soft sobs of dizzy gratification slowly begin to fade away as you steady your breathing. You feel a soft kiss upon your temple and for a moment the only sounds in the room are your breathing in unison.

“Exquisite one are you - … did I hurt you?” Suddenly realising how fragile you are laid under him.

Stuttering your words you can only muster a quiet “no”

Maul slowly pulls away from you to place his robe over the both of you as lays at your side gently holding you, a sense of calm and peace rush over you and you melt into his strong arms, drawling circles into his biceps with your fingers. The silence is just beautiful right now. You turn around to face him placing a gentle and upon his cheek, he slightly flinches at your touch but slowly he weakens and relaxes feeling your delicate hand so kindly caressing his face.

As a Sith Lord showing this affection it is weak, he could easily strike you down here and now yet he chooses to hold you, to make you feel alive yet deep down you know how wrong this is, and in this succulent moment you don’t even hear the door whoosh open.

“Sarna….” The disappoint in your Masters voice falls heavy on you, it feels like your heart is breaking.

Obi-wan stands there his face completely and utterly dismayed. Pure incandescent rage seeps into his blue eyes which bore into the sight of his Padawan, in the arms of a Sith Lord. His fingers twitch at the side of his lightsaber.

“Jedi..” Maul growls his wrath causes him to push his arm across as if you protect you from the galaxy and the evil within it.

“Let”

“Her”

“Go”

“Or this time I really will kill you Maul”

“Master! Please let me explain!” You beg and bundle past Maul in great need of trying to unravel this mess you have gotten yourself in.

It only takes you mere seconds to pull your clothing back on and race to your masters side.

“Leave… now!” Obi-wans stern voice brings you to shame , you turn to face Maul and voice a soft thank you before scuttling out of the room with your head hanging low.

The distant sound of a lightsabers clashing between your master and your unexpected lover cause nothing but affliction , your connection to the force seems so lost.

Then no more sounds spill out of the small room you and Maul had such intoxicating love making in, just silence. Deadly silence , in the distance you see a small starship zoom off into the distant sky and all you can think is thank the maker Maul is alive.

For what seems like several rotations your Master finally steps outside, glancing over at you scrutinising you before he finally speaks.

“We are to head back to Coruscant with immediate effect”

“We will speak of this to no-one , do you understand me?”

Not once have you felt Obi-wan so disenchanted. He cannot even look at you. The ride back is quiet, uncomfortable. You keep your fingers wrapped around your necklace the only thing that seems to be able to comfort you.

As soon as you touch down on Coruscant Obi-wan heads straight to the Jedi Council, your heart plummets and your stomach forms knots one cannot comprehend, you take the time to head to the gardens to mediate to try and dilute yourself. Feeling a strong presence behind you, a calm one…. Your Master.

“I have failed you Sarna”

“Just like I failed my own Master…-“ his voice trails off slightly before he regains his composure.

You blink back stinging tears, a your breathe out a deep sigh.

“You have not failed me Master, it is I who has failed you. Am I to leave the order?”

The tears glisten as they begin to fall down your rosy cheeks. Obi-wan catches sight of this and sits down next to placing his hand upon your forearm , his blue eyes twinkling in the orange glow of the setting sun.

“No my child you are staying right here, the force is strong with you and I have petitioned to the council for your tests, they take place next week, and even though I have not prepared for you this and I can only but apologise.”

“ You will become a fine Jedi Knight Sarna”

His smile brings warmth to your heart.

And with that you are left alone with your thoughts, making your way back to your quarters, you can feel him ever so slightly his regal voice whispering and repeating the same two words.

“Exquisite one”

Once back within the safety of your room you sit there dazed , confused, and that familiar heat building up in your core once more. Again your Sith lover manipulates the force and you feel ghost fingers trailing up your spine to nape of your neck.

A set of lips placing fine touch kisses down your throat. It takes much out of you but fight and fight his voice his touch. To remove them from your mind, from your body.

“Do you no longer like when I touch you?” His voice once more taunting you.

Silence.

“ Why have you forsaken me young one?” His voice cold yet you are sure there is a hint of sadness floating around in there.

“You are a Sith Lord Maul, you have been tempted and fallen to the dark side. You are weak yet you believe you are strong. You will forever be forsaken in my eyes and the eyes of many” your words strike him deeper then he could ever imagine.

Your eyes fill with tears once more, a lump in your throat forms and it becomes so difficult to swallow, your heart feels sorrow. Standing in front of the mirror in your room you brush over the bruises and bites left only a day ago, by someone you never thought would take ahold of your heart in such a profound way.

“Why do you weep?” His rich , regal voice you’ve grown fond of is so gentle tugging at the strings of your heart.

“Leave me!” You snap turning away to face your small window, gazing out on the neon glowing night of Coruscant.

“I am unable to ever hear your voice again, to ever see your face unless to bring you to justice for the crimes you have committed. The Sith cannot be allowed to resurface”

“Now go Maul” the way you brush him off so nonchalantly breaks your heart piece by piece.

For a very brief moment you can feel his pain, his anger seething inside of him burns into your veins your very existence.

The wretched hollow ache you feel causes you to howl out a mix of cries and curses. You hold onto the small necklace you dote on so deeply , turning back to the mirror once more, your eyes judge over the feeble mess you have now become. The tears stream down your face, the saltiness tainting your lips, settling on your tongue. You hold yourself with your arms repeating the same words over and over.

“I will not be tempted”.

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thenightmarketofdathomir · 10 days

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Oh Wishmonger, it’s such a honor to see you again!

I’m been thinking a lot about rituals. Spicy rituals too, of course, but rituals of any kind, ancient Sithly thingies and modern Dathomiri ones, and brothers learning forbidden magic on the sly, stealing knowledge and maybe teaching it too!

“I am hunting something, and in turn that same thing is hunting me, the beholder; the hold beyond. I am the line between. I am the teeth of God.”

- Sleep Token

Here you are, my dear.

(Please Note: Another post will follow with the fic's details. It's been submitted as its own entry to Ao3, largely because the total word count ended just under six thousand. While not a dark/taboo per se, I would caution anyone moving forward to pay close attention to the notes and tags as there are some elements that may be triggering.)

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pecadosarepiling · 2 years

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This was a Mandalorian custom..at least that’s what Starlight said.

Victorious warriors celebrating passionately after the battle. Starlight aiding the effort.

However these were Zabraks, such a thing was unknown , but these men knew Starlight admired the warrior that their Leader Maul had taken as his bride.

Unlike the Nightsisters there was no comparison…

Her voice gentle as she invites them to the shared chamber. A bed of red silk sheets and Starlight garbed in black.

“Tonight you all did well…I see it fit to reward you all, should you wish to partake.” Her face burns.

Maul slinks in from the shadows, “You have the esteemed honor of pleasuring yourselves with My Goddess.” Maul ties her hands and covers her eyes with a blindfold.

He instructs them in Pacien, Starlight waits…

She expected they might depart, this was too much.

She knew their world…she knew…

5 men were about her….Maul had removed the blindfold. Her face burned. 5 Zabrak men….

——

One says something gentle in words she doesn’t understand.

“He would like to use your mouth.” Maul translated. Starlight nodded, licking her lips as she stared at the ridges on the man’s cock.

His groan sent a thrill through her. She made him feel good.

“Take this man with your hand, this man as well.” Maul instructs.

Starlight now has three men who are being pleasured , their groans and moans making her wet and anticipating the promise of Zabrak cock in her cunt.

“They aren’t allowed to finish inside you.” Maul warns

“Only you..” Starlight thinks. Maul warns the men agsin of this rule and add something with a grin

“But they may that lovely mouth or release upon your form.”

Starlight mewls at the thought causing the Zabrak she’s blowing to moan and spill in her mouth.

She tries in vain to swallow it all, it dribbles down her mouth and past her chin.

“Oh we will make a mess of her!”

——-

Zabraks work well as a group. Starlight screaming in pleasure as one Zabrak pounds into her and another uses her breasts to his delight.

They all run hot and Starlight swears she’s being burned…burned so wonderfully.

Two others Zabraks being pleasured with her hands and if Starlight were able to look, she’d see Maul in his armchair stroking himself at the sight of her with these men.

She grips onto their horns for support, the men growl pleased and ensure she is yelling for more.’

—-

“You’ve had a turn!” One growls. Starlight is pulled close making the man delve deeper.

“You expect me to just have her once? Her cunt is gripping me.”

More growls, “It is my turn! I’ve waited.”

Starlight just wants a cock, this one was wonderful but a different one was also welcome..

But these Zabraks won’t be swayed and Starlight whines as she was promised pleasure.

——

“Give the man his chance….if my Starlight asks for more she will have more.”

Starlight thinks of a thank you in mind. Not that she could truly think at this point…

These men had been at her for hours, taking her one by one, spreading her legs and taking her on all fours. The others cheering at the display of this warrior goddess being fucked shamelessly.

Maul had his own turn with his Starlight, reveling in her cry when he finally came inside her. She loved the sensation the heat that bloomed in her belly.

She wanted that more….but rules were rules…Maul was the only man who could fill her.

——

Starlight eventually fainted from pleasure, waking to hands and damp towels cleaning her up. The bed refreshed and the Zabrak men still unclothed.

“Thank my Goddess.” Maul commanded them.

The Zabraks praise and thank Starlight for this night.

“Until your next victory,” starlight promises s.

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knightprincess · 1 year

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Always (Crosshair x Jedi Reader) Part 29

Warning: Major character(s) death. Tissues advised

Words: 2.2K A/N: Just the epilogue to go after this. May the force be with you x

"Are you sure about this?" questioned Rex, looking to (Y/N) as they landed on Dathomir once again. The former Jedi Knight, known galaxy wide as the Princess, looked to the captain, uncertainty in her own eyes. She knew Vader was on her home world, finally curiosity had gotten the better of him. Finally she had gotten his attention. Rex knew better than most, how much (Y/N) had hope her best friend and his former General was okay, he'd somehow escaped the massacre and gone into hiding. Something he'd hoped for too. Although he had also forced himself to acknowledge the alternative. Anakin Skywalker was dead as the imperial files suggested.

"I have to know. I just hope my instincts are wrong this time" voiced (Y/N), noticing the look the pair of Rex and Echo shared. Both could hear the pain lacing through her voice. Both could hear the dread, fear and uncertainty ringing in her voice, despite her best attempts to hide them. "If anything goes wrong, run and rejoin with the others" added the former Jedi Knight, closing her eyes and swallowing the lump beginning to form in her throat. Stepping from the Ghost Marauder shortly after, her lightsaber at the ready, as she expected trouble. After all it was unwise for one to face a Sith Lord and not expect trouble or a trap.

Echo followed along behind, her words stinging in a way few others had before. Her order wasn't as it appeared to be. It was her subtly saying, if something went wrong she would give them the time to escape, even if that cost her own life. Something the Arc Trooper found himself uncomfortable with. She expected the worst to happen but didn't say why. Even Rex seemed uncomfortable with the idea, although his attention was temporarily on his communicator, where Hunter's smokey voice uttered some incoherent words.

"I've been waiting for you" came a mechanical voice. The owner of which seemed to be hiding within the ruins of the nearby temple, as proven by (Y/N)'s attention being directed towards it. Ignoring the forgotten battlefield the trio found themselves in the middle of, even now years after the Night Sister massacre, droid parts still scattered the baron lands, a few scorched and dead trees dotted here and there.

"What happened here?" quested Echo, noticing both B1 and 2 battle droids scattered, some had been mangled, while others had a strikes similar to the ones Omega's bow would cause, blasted upon them. Dotted among the droids were bodies, the fallen Night Sister's whom hadn't been spared the courtesy of a proper burial. The forgotten battlefield also serving as a cemetery.

"Grievous, attack and destroyed the clans during the last year of the war. Like the Jedi, what remain of the sisters are scattered across the galaxy. The brothers did what they could to honor them, but they mainly protect Merrin now" replied (Y/N), recalling when she'd asked the same question to Maul upon returning home again. She'd always believed the Night Sisters were invincible. After all they had the power to raise the dead if they felt threatened. "The emperor's orders" whispered (Y/N), yet another reason why she'd never support the Empire. Another reason she was determined to help bring it down.

As if waiting for the best moment for a dramatic entrance. An intimidating figure appeared from the shadows of the old temple, accompanied by deep, mechanical breathing. His black cape blowing behind him, as he slowly advanced towards them. (Y/N) didn't move, instead become more determined, even if her previous serious expression and turned into one of sadness. As if she'd just realize something. Echo and Rex took up defensive stances, ready to fight should they need to, both of them aiming their guns towards the unknown mechanical figure.

"It can't be" whispered (Y/N), not igniting her lightsaber. She was determined this wouldn't end in a duel, although she suspected that was likely what would happen anyway. "Rex, Echo, troopers west side" spoke the princess, upon attuning her senses once more, quickly realizing the trap, and refusing to allow Rex and Echo to go down with her. Instead she sent them to the troopers, giving them there best chance at surviving at the same time. "What happened to you, Anakin?" shakingly questioned the former Jedi Knight, still in disbelief the Sith Lord before her, the fist of the Empire, was none other than her former best friend, the chosen one.

"Anakin Skywalker was weak" responded the Sith Lord with malice in his mechanical voice, the eyes of his mask making it appear as if they were empty voids into an endless abyss. "I killed him" effortlessly added Darth Vader, looking to the woman whom had asked so many questions before, the woman whom he suspected already knew the truth but had denied it. Vader soon stepped towards the Princess, his masters orders in the forefront of his mind. Retrieve and return her to empire. Although the Sith apprentice was beginning to see that was going to be a far more difficult task than original thought. It was clear the Princess wasn't going anywhere willingly.

"My master has been looking for you since your escape. He will be pleased with your return" uttered the mechanical voice, deep and unbroken. The words direct, bringing (Y/N) from her trance of sadness as all her memories over powered her. She soon shook her head, pushing the overwhelming feelings away, concentrating on the Sith Lord before her, the man to have once been her best friend.

"I wont return to the Empire. I refuse to be another porn in the Emperor's game. I wont turn my back on the people who need me" voiced (Y/N) with anger and hatred stinging her voice. She hated the Emperor for taking almost everything she cared for and loved away, she hated the empire for what it was and what it stood for. For reminding her of the people she lost when the republic and order fell at the end of the war.

"Then you will die" uttered the mechanical voice, that drowned out the softness Anakin once had.

"So be it" replied (Y/N) with absolute as she ignited her own lightsaber. Noticing the Havoc Marauder land nearby, something that only served to ignite her determination even more. She had to protect her small squad and Rex. She had to protect Omega. She had to protect her family and lover.

Within a split second, their lightsabers clashed. Vader's red one smashing against her own one with hatred but also restraint. Where as (Y/N)'s blue duel bladed one serving to protect her from the strike and also make it more difficult for Vader to catch her off guard. There duel reminiscent of the one Obi-wan had once spoke of all those years ago on Naboo. The duel that had cost his master's life and brought the Sith's return to light. Although this time the roles were somewhat reversed, she the Jedi Knight had the duel bladed lightsaber, where as the now Sith Lord held a singleton.

Out of nowhere blaster bolts effortless flew past (Y/N). They would have hit Vader had he not moved to deflect them, he seemed just as taken back by the fire as she did. Although the former Jedi Knight had the advantage of knowing whom had fired them, although his position was anyone's guess. From the corner of her eye, (Y/N) noticed Hunter running after Omega, whom was heading in her direction. Vader too noticing the pair, quickly he deflected Hunter's blaster bolts and Omega's shots, redirecting them at Crosshair's position.

"Cross!" yelled (Y/N), feeling her heart drop, as fear of losing him for good clenched at her from the inside out. Vader's soon redirected some of the bolts back at Hunter and Omega, a few of them in her direction, as if attempting to force her to choose between whom got her attention. Him or the pair of clones. Relief soon washed over (Y/N), upon hearing Crosshair respond to Tech with a snide comment. With that (Y/N) launched at Vader again, determined to protect those she had left, no matter that cost of doing so.

"Run Omega" called (Y/N), calling for her apprentice to run, even when the young girl was attempting to fight at her side. Although the former Jedi Knight appreciated what Omega was trying to do, she was also well aware the younger clone didn't have the skills needed to fight against a Sith Lord. This was one of the occasions where (Y/N) hoped Omega would act with her head instead of heart. "Hunter, get her out of here" yelled (Y/N), her determination reignited to ensure Omega's survival, something she appeared to share with the others there.

Once again blaster bolts took Vader's attention off of (Y/N), although this time coming from Echo, who made no effort to hide. Crosshair had since come down from his perch, helping Tech and Wrecker nearby, while Rex redirected his attention to ensuring Omega's was safely stowed away aboard one of the ships. Tech soon joined in the effort at Hunter's order, the Sargent turning back in a effort to retrieve (Y/N) too, refusing to leave another behind. Refusing to allow his family to be broken again.

"(Y/N)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Crosshair, his screams gut-wrenching as his heart sank and began to crack and break. Without a second thought he ran towards her. As did Hunter. Both of them had bared witness to (Y/N)'s lightsaber being destroyed, they'd both helplessly watched as she'd been struck down by Vader. In the confusion, Echo had been struck by enemy fire, leaving Wrecker to hold the front on his own. As if a sign of mercy, Vader called off the troopers under his command, he'd been about to walk away when both Crosshair and Hunter began firing upon him again, just like before the Sith Lord effortlessly deflected each bolt.

"Crosshair, get to (Y/N). I'll handle him" ordered the Sargent, knowing none of them would be focusing right now, least of all Crosshair. Whom had just had his heart torn from his chest and shredded before him. Despite Hunter's best efforts, he wasn't a match for the Sith Lord, something the enhanced clone was well aware of. "Get out of here!" yelled the protective clone, knowing Echo was injured. He knew Crosshair wouldn't leave (Y/N) and he wasn't about to leave Crosshair again. "GO TECH"

Mere moments after those words left Hunter's lips, he'd been struck by the blaster bolts being deflected back at him. Crosshair once again calling out for another he loved, his voice even more broken than before. In his arms was his beloved (Y/N), she hadn't responded to him, she'd only lay motionless in his arms, seemingly peaceful. Vader on the other hand left, ignoring Crosshair as if he wasn't even there, walking away after if he hadn't just shattered someone's world and ripped away a reason for living.

Slowly Crosshair dragged (Y/N) with him, tired and heartbroken. Slowly he made his way over to Hunter, his brother still alive, although fading quickly. Maul had appeared now, helping by pulling Hunter just a little closer, his own heart breaking to see his daughter had fallen. Gently Maul took her hand, willing to her to wake up, even when he knew she was already gone. The Marauder reappeared shortly after, Omega being the first off the ship with tears in her eyes, Rex and Tech following behind trying their hardest to keep it together, as Wrecker appeared carrying Echo.

"Hunter" softly called Omega, running to his side. "No, not you too. I can't lose you please, we can get you back to the ship. We can get you help" cried Omega, her vision going blurry from the tears flooding her cheeks. She'd already been forced to say goodbye to Echo, (Y/N) she hadn't gotten the chance to. She didn't want to lose Hunter, not now, not ever. Maul placed a hand on her shoulder, offering comfort in a similar way to how he did with (Y/N) as a child. Omega soon reached out for Hunter's hand, as Crosshair wrapped (Y/N) in his own arms. Rex doing a similar thing with Echo, his brother whom had gone through hell and back.

"They're at peace now" whispered Maul, as Hunter's struggle to survive come to an end. "Bury them together" added the former Sith Lord, turning his attention to his only child. Seeing how peaceful she looked despite the large gash going from her shoulder to hip. She looked as if she was sleeping, finally free from all her pain and torment, finally her nightmare was over. "Remember this young apprentice, they'll always be with you, in here. One day we'll all see them again" whispered the grieving father, placing a hand over Omega's heart as he spoke. Making an effort to wipe away her tears and offer her some sort of comfort.

"Why did you leave me Cyar'ika" tearfully spoke Crosshair, his beloved weapon discarded at his side, his heart broken as he felt his world shatter. Whenever he'd thought about the future, (Y/N) had always been apart of it. Now she'd been ripped away, his reason for fighting was gone. What else did he have left to fight for now. His brothers wouldn't trust him again, Omega likely hated him at this point. Echo the brother to have fought for him had joined his Runi in peaceful death. Tech and Wrecker would be lost without Hunter, as would Omega, although she could fall back on Rex and now Maul. All Crosshair felt he had left now was the need for revenge. He wanted vengeance, the Empire had now taken everything from him. What more could he lose.

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justalittletomato · 2 years

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Prompt: '' how come i'm the one with a resting bitch face but you're the one with an attitude? ''

For maul and starlight👀

Ha this is them to a T at times.

Despite any over-the-top or joking matter Maul’s face remained ever unamused. Eyes slightly glowering and mouth unmoving, at the most you may get a brow furrowed in anger or annoyance and by that point, you may already be on your way out for good.

In laymen’s terms, Maul sported a resting bitch face. At least that’s how Starlight thought best to describe it. Again unmoving towards this phrasing however a slight twitch of his lips this time around.

“If I am the once with a resting bitch face how come you have the attitude?” he counters.

His Starlight’s teasing expression shifts, lip twitching and brows furrowed. Her eyes bright, “Attitude?”

“Dearest I may as you say look the part but you sure act like it…”

He is right. His dearest Starlight had a bit of a reputation, he admired it greatly…

“Why I never!”

“Cutthroat, treacherous, can maneuver her way with words and a blade…a twist of it and an insult felt through the room. You got the attitude dearest.”

She doesn't know if she has been insulted or flirted with, the bastard has the same expression. She grits her teeth and turns away. Maul lets out a chuckle, “You have the walk down too.”

“Well enjoy the sight you are sleeping alone tonight…”

“STARLIGHT?!”

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His Heir pt. 37 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: angst

Word count: 2200

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I sighed as I looked over the agenda for the day. It felt like everything had picked up since the gender announcement. Both mine and Maul’s days were jammed packed with meetings, going over data, and answering members of Crimson Dawn. It was tiring. Luckily though, Maul was making me go once either my work was done or when my day was supposed to be over so I didn’t overwork myself. On one hand that is great because I don’t have to pick any extra work or do overtime, but it also meant that I spent most evenings alone and went to bed alone most nights.

“You ready for our briefing?” Qi’ra asked.

I sighed mentally preparing myself to get up. Maul had said the baby’s growth will slow down soon, but I swear he had actually gone through a growth spurt. I was currently 26 weeks but I wasn’t too sure how big he was measuring at, but luckily we would get to find out tomorrow before we leave for Dasar’s wedding.

“Do you need a hand?” Qi’ra asked, slightly teasing.

“No, not yet.” I said with a laugh before getting up.

We walked into Maul’s office and took our seats in front of his desk.

“Have you both looked over your own agendas for the day?” Maul asked.

“Yes.” We both said with a nod.

“Good. Be sure to stick to them strictly. That means when having meetings you make sure all parties are aware of the time frame and do not go over the allotted time,” we nodded along as he spoke, “Lady Yn, my only note for you today is to not skip lunch.” He said with a stern look.

“I won’t and for the record, I didn’t do that yesterday. I ate while I worked.” I explained.

“Not today. Give yourself the break. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

“As for Lady Qi’ra…”

His tone had me worried as I glanced over at her.

“Dryden Vos. What can you tell me about his death?” Maul asked, sitting up a little bit straighter and crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a pointed look.

“What do you mean, Lord Maul?”

I could tell she was scared.

“Well, you were the only one currently working here that was present at the time of his death… you must know something. Right?”

I watched Qi’ra as she took a deep breath, “His ship was attacked. He was killed by the attackers, along with almost everyone on board.”

“And yet you managed to escape?” Maul asked, raising an eyebrow ridge.

“Luckily, yes.”

“Hm.” Maul said as he contemplated what she had just said, “Lady Qi’ra now that this is the story you’ve told me, it better be the one you stick to. Though if I find out you're discussing the matter again you won’t get the chance to speak of it ever again. Have I made myself clear?”

“Yes, sir.” She said, voice shaking.

“Oh and, I don’t want to hear of this Han Solo ever again.” Maul added.

She nodded.

“You’re dismissed, Lady Qi’ra. Lady Yn please stay for a moment.” Maul said.

Qi’ra nodded and quickly stood and left the room.

“Sorry I wasn’t there this morning, I wanted to get here early enough to get a head start on work.”

“It’s okay.�� I brushed it off.

“I’ll be home for dinner tonight though.”

“I look forward to it.” I smiled, causing him to do the same, even just briefly before his com went off.

“Meetings.” He said apologetically.

“Don’t worry. I will see you later, love you.”

“I love you too, my dear.”

I got up and left his office to go back to mine and Qi’ra’s office. For the time being, I had it to myself since Qi’ra had left for a meeting as well.

One of the perks of being busy at work meant that time flew. So, right now I was collecting my things and getting ready to leave. I was going to ask if Qi’ra knew if Maul was in a meeting or not, but ever since this morning she’d been very quiet.

When I made it to our quarters the first thing I did was change. Business wear was not baby bump friendly in terms of being comfortable to wear all day. After I changed I decided to spend some time reading while I waited for Maul to return. I went over to the large bookcase he had in the living area and began reading the titles on the spine. I absolutely loved that he still had real books. My eyes landed on one towards the end that piqued my interest.

“Stories of the Nightbrothers and Nightsisters. How does that one sound, kih ik'aad? (little baby)” I asked as I grabbed it.

I had recently taken up calling him that without really realizing it, but it seemed to be sticking for the time being. At least for me.

I took the book over to the couch and got comfortable as I began reading one of the stories out loud to the baby. I finished that one and began a second, and then a third. Before I knew it, I had been reading for nearly an hour and a half… Maul should be home soon. After some thought, I decided to mark the page I had left off on by folding the top corner down before closing the book and setting it on the side table. Then I grabbed my datapad and began messaging the kitchens to bring us dinner. It would take at least half an hour for the food to get here so I had plenty of time to get the table set. In the meantime, I decided to double-check the plan for tomorrow.

I had the housekeeping droids pack my luggage for me for the trip to Dasar’s wedding. Maul and I were set to leave tomorrow at 3:00 pm. We were going to leave at 10:00 am but a last-minute meeting forced us to push it back some. Once I was done checking, I set the table and waited for Maul.

He should be here by now.

I got a message from the kitchens telling me the food was being brought up.

Any minute now. I messaged Maul telling him dinner would be here soon. Nothing.

Foods here.

I ended up waiting as long as I could before going ahead and eating. Alone. I took my time eating, hoping Maul would show up to join me. No such luck. Once I was finished I decided to shower, but before leaving the dining room I made sure Maul’s food was covered and placed in the warming drawer so in case he showed up while I was in the shower, he could eat.

I stayed in the shower as long as I could, once again hoping that when I got out, got my soft robe wrapped around me, and walked out I would find him waiting for me. He wasn’t. I checked my datapad for any messages from him. Once again nothing.

My last attempt to see him before I went to bed was staying up watching a holo. I made it halfway through before I could barely keep my eyes open. I had to get to bed. I sent Maul a message telling him that his dinner was in the kitchen, I was going to bed, and reminding him about my appointment tomorrow at 8. He didn’t have any meetings at that time for a reason.

It took me a while to fall asleep but even then, I never heard Maul come home.

The next morning I was woken up by Maul pressing a kiss to my forehead before he left. I didn’t have anything planned for today since we were supposed to leave earlier. So I laid in bed for another few minutes before finally getting up. Before I got ready I sent Maul a message asking him if he’d rather meet at the medical unit or come by here and walk with me there. I set down my datapad as I got ready. Once I was I grabbed it and saw no messages from Maul… he hadn’t even read the message.

I sighed as I slipped my shoes on. He had never missed one yet. And sure I could reschedule it, but this was my last check-up before our trip. So I had to get it done now.

When I got there I went through all the standard check-up stuff before we got to my favorite part, the ultrasound.

"And there he is." The medical droid said.

I looked over at the screen and couldn't help but smile. My son.

"Would like copies of the scan?" The droid asked.

"Yeah, just have them sent to my data pad. I'll share them Lord Maul later."

"Very well. I must have a few questions before you leave, is that alright?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Okay. Question one, how are you feeling?"

"Fine." I sighed.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Note really.” I suddenly didn’t really want to answer these questions because they were making me think about how Maul had seemingly forgotten about today.

"Question two, have you been eating properly?"

"Yup." I was being short with the droid.

"Question three, have you been experiencing any discomfort?"

"I'm carrying a human/zabrak hybrid, force-sensitive baby in my uterus, and despite only being 26 ½ weeks he’s had a growth spurt and is measuring 29, almost 30 weeks, so yes, I've been experiencing discomfort." I sassed.

"How would you rate your discomfort, on a scale of 1-10."

I let out a frustrated sigh, I was tired and missed Maul, "it's like a 5-6, very annoying but manageable. Are we almost done?"

"Question four, have you been sleeping properly?" The droid ignored my question.

"No." I said quietly.

"Do you know what the cause is? If you're uncomfortable, try laying on your side. Many women at this stage in their pregnancy find it is more com-"

"I'm not uncomfortable, just lonely. Maul's been super busy." I bit my lip, keeping the tears at bay, "I'm done. I'd like to leave now. Send me the scans." I sat up and pulled my shirt down.

Before the droid could say anything I was gone. I went straight to Maul's office. He shouldn't have anyone right now. I opened the door and he didn't even bother to look up and see who it was.

"Don't you understand the concept of a closed door!? If the door is closed you do not enter. I do not have time for drop-ins right now. Go to Qi'ra and schedule a meeting. Now get out!" He said, not even glancing up to see it was just me.

Suddenly all the sadness I felt melted away and was replaced with anger.

"Didn't know I needed a meeting to speak to the father of the child I'm carrying." I snapped.

He turned to face me eyes wide.

"Yn, I'm sorry, I didn't kn-" he began, clearly upset that he yelled at me.

"It's whatever." I cut him off, "Your heir is doing fine by the way. I'll send you the scans." I turned to leave and he used the force to shut the door before me.

"Maul, open the door." I practically growled.

I heard him sigh defeated and the door opened.

"I'll see you tonight." He said gently.

I scoffed, "I've heard that one before."

"I will."

"You better, we leave at 3:00." I said before leaving.

I made my way to where Qi'ra was working.

"Yn, everything alright?"

"Yes, do you have Maul's schedule?"

"Yes..."

"Send it to me." I said taking a seat at my desk.

"Yes ma'am." She could tell I was in one of those moods where you don't question me.

I looked it over and saw that he had meeting well into the evening again.

"What the hell?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Why does he have meetings after 3:00?"

"Last minute, urgent meetings." She replied.

"We're supposed to leave at 3:00 for Dasar's wedding."

"That's not until next week."

"No, it's not. No... does he think it's next week?"

Her silence gave me my answer.

Without any hesitation, I sent a message to the hangar for them to prep my ship for departure. Then I pushed myself up out of my chair and went back to Maul's office. He looked panicked as he scrolled on his datapad.

"So I guess I'm going alone?"

"Yn- I-"

"Save it. I've been reminding you and reminding you about this. Clearly, you weren't listening. My stuff is packed. I already sent for my ship to be prepared. I was waiting until 3:00 to let you finish for the day but since you're not going I don't have to wait and I can get there earlier for my friend..." I was crying at this point.

“Yn, please give me some time to figure something out.” Maul pleaded.

“No. I am leaving. Feel free to show up when you can. Or don’t. I literally couldn’t give a single fuck about what you do right now.” I said before turning to leave.

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His Heir pt 25 (Darth Maul x Pregnant! reader)

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Word count: 2172

Warnings: Angst (again, I'm sorry!!!!)

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The past handful of days, living with Maul had been pure bliss. Everything just seemed so perfect. Even Qi’ra had been decently pleasant this week. Everything was as it should be. Until now. I had woken up in a bad mood. I wasn't sure why but I did, and now every little thing was adding to it, especially the way Maul seemed to be ignoring me. He wasn't I was just being moody and jealous.

The meeting with Rellen was stressing everyone out. Her father was one of the head sponsors of Crimson Dawn. He had recently, unexpectedly passed away, leaving her in charge. She was known for being over the top, very dramatic, and just spoiled by her daddy’s money. I just hoped she would have enough of a brain to continue on with what her father had already had in place.

Maul had already left for the morning, leaving me to get ready alone. Another thing to add to my bad mood. When I got to his office everyone was waiting outside for us to head to the meeting room together. One of the advisors smiled at me and said that I look like I was “absolutely glowing today” and it rubbed me the wrong way. It felt like that was just something you say to pregnant women to make them feel better. Regardless, I said thank you and continued on to Maul’s office. When I opened the door Qi’ra was handing Maul her datapad to look at something, and she was standing a bit too close.

“Good morning, darling.” Maul said with a smile, handing the datapad back.

“Am I interrupting?” I asked, a slight snark tone in my voice.

“Not at all. Just finishing up a few things before the meeting.” Qi’ra said.

She was being genuine and deep down I knew that but my mind was already set on being in a bad mood so I didn’t care.

“Good.” I said, “Maul would you help me with my necklace?” I said walking over and handing it to him.

“Of course.” He took it and carefully clasped it for me as Qi’ra stepped out.

“Is everything alright? You seem upset.” He said gently.

“I’m fine.” I said, but I knew he wouldn’t buy it.

He looked at me knowing that I was lying. But before he could say anything his com buzzed.

“Lord Maul, we are all set in the meeting room.” A droid’s voice sounded through the small device.

“We can talk about this later< alright?” He asked, rubbing my upper arm and leaning over to give me a kiss.

I only nodded as we walked out of the room. We all walked behind him as he lead the way to the meeting room. Rellen should be arriving anytime now. As we waited for her everyone just kind of mingled about making small talk. I busied myself with looking over my notes for the meeting.

Finally, nearly half an hour later, she walked in. Her skin-tight burgundy dress hugged her perfectly, just like the dresses I used to wear before I was pregnant. And the way she swayed her hips walking towards Maul was about to send me over the edge. She knew what she was coming in here for, but what she didn't know was he belonged to me.

Just as the thought crossed my mind I had to remind myself that he didn’t. We may not have a label on what we were but he sure as hell wasn’t single.

"Lord Maul, it's such an honor to be here, in your presence." She said and curtsied causing me to roll my eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure it is. Now if we can hurry along the formalities we’ve been waiting for your arrival for some time now seeing as you are late." Maul said.

"My apologizes." She said as she followed him across the room with Qi'ra right behind them.

Maul took his seat at the head of the table, with Qi'ra and Rellen on either side of him, I went to take my seat next to her but she held the chair in with her foot.

"Excuse me, this is where I am supposed to sit for the meeting, move your foot." I said as politely as I could.

She looked me up and down in disgust before turning to Maul.

"Lord Maul, I only speak with the top advisors. Could you please point them out so I know who to speak with? I do not wish to speak some low life, nor will I sit next to one." She said clearly hinting at me.

"Well, Qi'ra is my right hand.” He nodded to Qi’ra, “And this lovely lady is," he held a hand out to motion to me, "Is my head advisor, Yn."

In the split send she was in shock I ripped the chair back and took my seat.

"How did she become your head advisor?" She asked.

"I would love to answer that for you." I sassed.

"Well, I was asking Lord Maul." She shot back.

"Too bad, I am going to answer you. I have worked for Maul long before Crimson Dawn was what it is now. I was with him back on Mandalore, and I've watched him grow Crimson Dawn from the ground up. Hell, I even ran it for a decent amount of time. I earned this position by being loyal to him."

"Then why aren't you his right hand?" She shot back.

"He had other plans for me." I said.

She glanced down at my stomach and smirked as she met my eyes once again, "Yeah as his little plaything, but now it appears that you're not as fun as you once were."

I rolled my eyes. It was clear that she didn’t keep up with what was going on in here.

"I'll have you know that he asked me to carry his heir to Crimson Dawn."

She turned back to Maul, "Lord Maul you do know there were others out there that would have willingly given you a much better heir than she ever could."

"Perhaps that is true, but we have better things to discuss. So if we could get going with it." Maul growled.

His word went straight through me. It was a knife through the heart. For a split second, I have him an incredulous look. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Qi'ra give me a look of sympathy as she realized what he had just said.

"You're right Lord Maul," I never used that title with him, "Qi'ra, why don't you take this one." I said sliding my datapad to her.

She didn't say a word just gave me a nod and picked up the device.

"I thought you were supposed to lead this meeting." Maul said.

"Well, I think Qi'ra should do it instead." I said.

My tone was a bit more snappy than I meant for it to be but no one addressed it.

For the rest of the meeting, I only spoke when I needed to and never directly to Maul. I couldn't even look at him right now. After everything I had done for him and everything I was currently doing for him, I mean I was literally having his baby, he had the audacity to say someone else could have given him a better heir.

The moment the meeting was over I pushed back from the table and hurried off to my room, not Maul's quarters. I didn't want to be around anything that reminded me of him, which wasn't very effective seeing as his child was with me 24/7. I locked the door and crawled under the covers on the bed after slipping off my shoes. Though I hate to admit it I cried.

After a few minutes, there was a knock on my door. I figured it was him so I didn't answer.

"Yn, it's Qi'ra. May I come in?" Her voice surprised me.

I slowly stood up from the bed. I checked my appearance only decide that I didn't care that I looked like shit before opening the door.

"Why?" I asked.

"Please, I know we haven't gotten along in the past but I felt the need to check on you. May I come in?" She asked.

I stepped back into the room and nodded her in. She stepped passed me and I closed the door locking it once again, I didn't want him coming in.

"If you want a drink, help yourself." I pointed over to the small bar in the corner.

"Thank you, maybe in a moment." She looked around the room, "These are beautiful. I had heard about your paintings in the halls but I haven’t gotten to see them very often."

"Thank you." I said awkwardly.

"Why don't we sit for a moment." She said.

We both took a seat on the loveseat.

"What Lord Maul said today was out of line." She said.

"You got a lot of balls saying that." I scoffed.

"We both know it's the truth though, and if I could say it to anyone it would be you." She reasoned.

I nodded, and despite my best efforts my eyes began to water as the emotions that I had felt when he first said it.

"He's wrong. And I know I could get into... let's just say a lot of trouble, for saying that but he is. He doesn't know I came here, he thinks I went off to my quarters but I knew you'd be here. He doesn't know you're here either I don’t think. I believe he's under the impression that you weren't feeling well so you returned to rest in his quarters. You should try and talk to him, I don't think he realizes what he had said. But of course, do it on your own time. Or if you really want him to feel bad make him figure it out himself." She suggested with a smirk.

I smiled at her, "Thank you Qi'ra."

She nodded with a kind smile, "You're welcome. I figured with everything that is coming up for Crimson Dawn we might need to repair our rocky past. And this seemed like it might be our opportunity to start that process. I’m willing to put everything behind us. I can see now that you really don’t want my job."

"I agree. And it’s about time." I joke slightly, returning the kind smile.

"Well I should get going, I have a lot of work to do. I can see myself out." She said standing up.

"Thank you Qi'ra."

"Of course. If you ever just need to vent, I'm here if you need me. I mean we share an office, so I’m never too far away. Also, don't worry, I won't tell him you're here." She said before leaving, the door automatically locking once again.

After she left there wasn't much to do in my quarters. I didn't want to do much anyways. So, I opted for watching a holofilm.

Once that movie finished I wasted no time starting a second one. The loveseat wasn't the most common thing and I'd love to be sitting on the plush, lavish couch in Maul's quarters right now. At some point, I drifted off to sleep. The holoscreen was still on as well as the lamp beside the couch.

I woke up sometime later now with a blanket draped over me, and everything turned off. Despite the darkness of the room, I could make out his figure on the opposite side of it. He had the chair away from my work desk and now sat in it, asleep with his arms crossed over his chest and head slumped forward.

"Maul." I called his name and got no response.

I grabbed one of the throw pillows and tossed it at him effectively waking him up. After he gained his surroundings he stood to turn on the lamp closest to him.

"Yn, I was worried about you. I thought you weren't feeling well after the meeting so I went to check on you in my quarters but you weren't there. I began to fear the worse." He said.

"Get out." I said sitting up more.

He looked shocked.

"Why? What have I done wrong?"

"That's exactly it! You don't even know what you did which makes it all the worse. Just leave. You can come back when you realize what you've done wrong." I said standing up to lead him to the door.

He was quiet and I knew what he was about to do, read my mind to find out but once again I blocked him.

"Yn you can't block me out like that, what if something were to happen to you or the baby? I wouldn't know." He tried to reason as he walked to the door.

He knew better than to argue with me, he always did.

"Then I guess you better figure out what you did quickly." I said.

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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NSFW Masterlist Part 7

DC COMICS

Friends with Benefits with Hal Jordan

Jason Todd Gets Jealous and Fucks You in an Alleyway

Conner Kent x Fem!Reader - Principle of the Thing

Clark Kent x Fem!Reader - A Needed Confidence Boost

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Hold the Popcorn

Friends with Benefits with Bruce Wayne

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Those Who Meet in the Shadows

MCU

Matt Murdock Gets Dirty in a Church

Logan Howlett when You're a Bimbo and Cockdrunk

King Valkirie - If All of the Kings Had Their Queens on the Throne

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader - Negotiation Tactic

MCU Characters Being Caught Masturbating

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Please, Say Please

ARCANE

Viktor, Jayce, Ekko and Silco Get a Boner in Public

Arcane Women with a Packer

Sub!Amab!Sevika + Cock Riding

Viktor x Fem!Reader - Lesson Learned

Arcane Men + Passionate, Sensual, Intense or Rough

Arcane Women with a Camgirl Reader

CHAINSAW MAN

Chainsaw Man Quartet Goes Feral on You

Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out

Chainsaw Man Quartet Playing with You Under the Table

Aki Hayakawa Being Your Sex Summer Tutor

BLUE LOCK

Fuckboy Reo Hooks Up with You

Chigiri, Kunigami and Reo Reacting to Your New Swimsuit

Bondege with Mikage Reo

Bachira Denying You Pleasure

Using the Safe Word with Isagi, Kunigami, Kaiser and Shidou

Dry Humping with Rin, Kaiser, Karasu and Nagi

Blue Lock + Threesomes

GENSHIN IMPACT

Al-Haitham Fucking You While Kaveh is in the House

Genshin Men Get A Boner in Public

Childe x Fem!Reader - A Bet and a Prize

Genshin Men when You Confess in the Middle of Sex

Bath Sex with Thoma and Ayato

Things Genshin Men Enjoy in Bed

Genshin Men Doing You Better Then Your Ex

Forced Proximity with Genshin Men

Poly Relationship with Thoma and Ayato

Zhongli x Fem!Reader - The Morax Punishment

Make Up Sex with Genshin Men

Kaeya x Fem!Reader - How Long Can You Go

Interrupted Masturbation with Childe

Genshin Men Fucking You So Hard You Can't Walk

Hate Sex with Genshin Men

Faking an Orgasm with Genshin Men

Scaramouche and Pantalone as Vampires

Diluc x Fem!Reader - Unhelpful Help

STAR WARS

Wrecker x Afab!Reader - Getting Wreckered

Trapped in a Small Space with Din Djarin

Darth Maul x Fem!Reader - Clamming the Throne

The Bad Batch + Soft Sex

AVATAR

Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Tails, Growls and Arousal

Tonowari Facesitting Headcanons

Avatar Men Getting Praised During Sex

Avatar Men and Their Weak Spots

Friends with Benefits with Avatar Men

Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Newbie Mating Cycle

TWISTED WONERLAND

Trey and Cater Using a Vibrator on You

Deuce Spade x Fem!Reader - Vows on Devoted Lips

Floyd Leech x Fem!Reader - You'll Remember You Belong to Me

Twisted Wonderland Dorm Leaders + Clothing That Turns Them On

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Making You Clean Him Up After Sex

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - High and Horny

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader - The Child Support Charade

Stranger Things Men + Where They Like to Cum on Your Body

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader - Gatekeeper to My Heart

KIMETSU NO YAIBA

Being Douma's Pretty New Maid

Karaku Giving You Oral

Fingerwarming with Tengen Uzui

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

Bakugo Grinding Against You Behind the Gym

Bakugo + Bimbofication

BNHA Men Having Sex For the First Time

Husband!Shoto Gets a Blowjob From His Shy Wife

Stalkers Izuku and Dabi Finally Get what They Wanted

Tomura Shirigaki x Fem!Reader - Where Pleasure Hides

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Enemies to Lovers with Toji Fushiguro

Gojo x Fem!Reader x Geto - Threeway Fun Between Friends

Sukuna x Fem!Reader - Double Duty for the Demon King

Jujutsu Kaisen Men When You're So Full Their Cum Spills Out

Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader - Stop the Clock

Toji Fushiguro Being Your Pervy Neighbor

Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader - Better Than Shower Thoughts

Geto Suguru + Sex Pollen

TRIGUN

NSFW Headcanons with Vash and Nicholas

Praise and Mirror Sex with Vash

Service Top Vash

Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Cum Shot

NSFW Headcanons with Millions Knives

Vash Being a Sloppy Eater

Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Sex Pollen

Being Vash's First Time

CALL OF DUTY

Virginity Loss Blurb with Simon

Task Force 141 + Spots That Turn Them On

Cleaning Up with Simon

Simon "Ghost" Riley + Touch Me and You Lose

Simon and König Want to Go All Night With You

A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE

Virginity Loss with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin

Silent Blowjobs with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin

Messy Affair with Harwin Strong

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facelesswoman666 · 8 months

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The Lord of Crimson Dawn

Darth Maul x (fem) reader

this is a one shot, so apologies for anyone who wanted a full story. Not yet, but soon.

18+ minors DNI (porn with some plot)

Maul is the mastermind behind crimson dawn and everything everyone else wants to be. But you, you don’t want to be him, you want him. Maybe one night he might give you exactly what you’re looking for, for a price of course.

@devstinyy This was inspired by you asking me to write another maul fic

“There is no throne that is not fit for the both of us, my darling” Maul whispered tenderly against your helix, as you corrected your posture in your position on his lap. He enjoyed stroking a deep crimson finger along your skin. Observing as you tittered quietly while he glided over your most sensitive areas. To say you were exposed, would be an understatement. You were laid almost bare, draped over by a few precisely placed strands of black fabric, sparkling pleasantly with fine rubies. The lord behind you had chosen your garment as a careful display of the sway he held throughout this hall. After all, Lord maul could possess anything which he coveted. Especially so on this planet of exponential riches. His hand secured you firmly in place, eager to explore the expanse of wonderful pleasures all over your body. His hands drifted from your waist, to your ribcage, and further still until red tipped fingers grope around the curves of your chest. You inhale sharply at the foreign coolness of his fingertips rubbing over your nipples, touching them between his forefinger and thumb “Maul” You sigh, heavily, burdened with rising lust “ Lord Maul, please, don’t touch me like that unless you are going to finish what you start” Your begging has him nipping on the flesh of your neck, licking along the grooves of your collarbone “My love, you are too perfect to not play with” His voice, rough and eloquent sends shivers trickling along your spine. His hands splay across your thighs, tugging them apart in response to your wanton breathing. Your eyes find his amidst the heat of tension, as he circles the entrance to you, his fingers coated with your own feminine lubricant. He pushes in, so expertly it takes one second until your full to the brim with the simplest part of him. Your hips buck, to coax him deeper “Ah ah, my sweet. Beg and you shall receive.”

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catsnkooks · 1 year

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fulminis instar || ch. 2

Darth Maul x (fem) reader

summary: “and if the devil were to see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent” - farouq gouida

wordcount: 2.5k

rating: e, 18+

tags: smut, monster/alienfucking, unprotected PIV sex, lil bit of sexy chasing, misuse of the Force, pet names, mentions of collaring at the end

a/n: heyyyyy i haven't updated this in foreverrrrr but its here! warning: i wrote this in like...3 hrs and its not edited but whatever enjoy!

tagging some people that might enjoy: @a-dorin @justalittletomato @ironmandeficiency let me know if you want to be tagged in stuff!!

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here it is on ao3!

You sighed as kisses peppered your face, waking you slowly from your slumber. You blinked your eyes open, smiling as you focused on the red and black figure in front of you.

“Good morning, my starlight,” Maul murmured, pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. “I trust you slept well?”

You nodded, yawning and stretching.

“I'm sorry I won’t be able to join you today, as I will be busy with meetings all day,” he said, his tone mournful.

You sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Oh, Maul, there’s nothing to apologize for. I understand.” His master had been keeping him terribly busy for the past week. You pressed another sweet kiss to his lips.

Maul sighed and buried his face in your neck. “One day, I will spend all of my time with you, devoting each second to your happiness.”

You giggled at his promise, but pushed him away before he could get more distracted. “Go! You’ll be late for your meeting!” He finally left your room after you gave him yet another kiss.

You yawned again as you stood up, ringing for your ladies-in-waiting. You figured you would start your day since Maul had awoken you. Your maids soon appeared, and you exited your bed, going to the attached refresher where one of your maids was drawing you a morning bath. You sank gratefully into the steaming water, sighing with delight, willing the aches of your night with your husband would fade.

Once you had enough of your bath, you dried yourself off, wrapped yourself in a fluffy robe, and made your way back to your bedchambers. Your other ladies-in-waiting had pulled a few outfits for you to try on for the day. You mostly stuck to vibrant reds and crimsons, better to match your husband with, and decided on a deep crimson gown for the day.

The only problems with your wardrobe were the fact that Maul preferred you dressed in deep necklines, leaving your neck and most of your bust bare. This wasn’t a problem if it was just yourself and your husband in the room, but you often entertained various important guests throughout the day while Maul was in his meetings. And it was even worse when he left evidence of himself on you for everyone to see.

You pursed your lips in annoyance as you glared at the dark mark Maul had left on your neck the night before, despite your warning to leave it somewhere hidden. There was no way for you to hide it. You could see your main lady-in-waiting, a severe older woman, looking at you through the mirror with displeasure.

“You need to tell Lord Maul to design you some gowns that cover you,” she said. “And perhaps lay off the fondling.”

You groaned. “I’m trying! He takes a lot of persuasion!”

She sniffed while one of the younger ladies-in-waiting giggled behind you, no doubt going to gossip later about how well Maul ‘treats’ you. You just sighed and resigned yourself to carrying around the mark on your neck for the day.

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“Ser Jaute is here to see you, my lady.”

You looked up from your datapad as the servant announced that your father’s advisor had arrived. “Oh, wonderful, I’ll be right out.” You stood, setting your pad to the side, and walked out of the sitting room to the main hall where you knew the guards would have kept him.

And that was exactly where you found him, surrounded by a mix of Imperial Clone Troopers and Dathomirian Nightbrothers. Maul had both forces since he ruled over Dathomir as well as being part of the Imperial Inner Circle. They were quite protective over you, no doubt part of their orders from Maul, and refused to have any outside visitors farther than the main hall.

“Ser Jaute,” you greeted, a warm smile on your face as you made your way to him. “It is good to see you.”

Ser Ber Jaute inclined his head to you. “It is good to see you as well, my lady.” You had known him since you were a little girl, as he’d always been part of your father’s council. He was a nice man, though he could be quiet sometimes, but always willing to do the best for his people.

You gave him a slight embrace when you reached him, bussing his cheeks. “What brings you here today?”

“Ah, I wish to speak with your husband on an urgent matter,” he said.

“Oh, well, I’m terribly sorry but he’s currently in another meeting,” you said, stepping away from him.

Ser Jaute wrung his hands, eyes never meeting yours, but constantly bouncing all around the room. “Ah, well, it’s very imperative that I speak with him about this. Do you think you could pull him away?”

You tilted your head, slightly confused about his mannerisms, but acquiesced to his request. “Very well. Give me just a moment, Ser Jaute.”

The guards formed another circle around him as you left, making your way to the meeting room you knew your husband would be in. The door slid open silently when you pressed the button to enter, but you could feel Maul’s eyes on you instantly when you entered the room. He flicked his hand for the various other dignitaries to continue talking while you walked over to him, your heels clicking on the smooth floor. You sidled yourself into his embrace, pressing your ear against his chest, listening to his dual heartbeats. You could feel him press into your mind, cradling your presence in the Force, subduing all the sounds outside of the hold he had you in. You sighed, never feeling more at ease than when he held you like that.

Just a moment, my starlight, he murmured into your mind. One of his hands came up to caress your cheek while the other wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him.

A few minutes later, everyone had finished their say and all was silent. “If that is all,” Maul said, his voice reverberating around in your mind, “let us regroup later. You’re all dismissed.”

Everyone in the room bowed to him and quickly left, leaving the two of you alone. You lifted your head from his chest, smiling as he greeted you with a small kiss.

“What is it, my starlight?” he asked, his voice tinged with worry. It wasn’t often that you interrupted his meetings.

“Do you remember my father’s royal advisor, Ser Jaute?”

Maul snorted and rolled his eyes. “Yes, the small, quivering man that wouldn’t look me in my eyes. What does the mole serpent want?”

You clucked your tongue at him, lightly swatting his shoulder. “Don’t be mean! He says he has something very important to discuss with you.”

Maul hummed, leaning forward to give you a kiss in apology. “Very well. I shall hear him out.” He led you out of the room and back toward the main hall where Ser Jaute waited for him. He pressed another kiss to your lips when you parted from him, meaning to return to your pad in your sitting room. “I shall see you later, my starlight.”

You accepted his kiss and murmur with a smile, not wishing to leave him, but knowing he’ll be returning to your side later. Even apart, you could still feel him brushing against your mind wherever you were within the palace.

But strangely, the eyes you felt on you as you left didn’t feel like they came from Maul.

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Ber Jaute watched the princess walk away, after having the intimate moment with her husband. He could hardly stand to look at her, not when he could see that monster’s mark upon her perfect skin, sullied already from her time away. He felt the rage build in him, but he forced himself to push it down, knowing that the Sith in front of him would be able to sense it, and then his plans would be foiled.

Even still, as the Sith turned to face him, he could feel the nervous sweat breaking out all over his body.

“Ser Jaute,” Lord Maul said simply, eyeing him with distrust. “Why have you come here today?”

He already knows, a scared voice inside his head whispered, but Jaute forced himself to steady his breathing and even out his feelings. “I deeply apologize, my lord, for interrupting your meeting, but there’s and urgent matter the king wishes to discuss with you. Unfortunately, he is feeling poorly and sent me in his stead. May we discuss this in some private place?”

The Sith stared at him for a long moment, and he had to resist the urge to squirm where he was standing. Then Lord Maul looked away and motioned for him to follow. “Very well, this way.”

Jaute couldn’t help the grin that came to his face.

His plan was moving along wonderfully.

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You were sitting peacefully in the library, wandering among the many shelves of flimsibooks, when you felt a prodding at your mind. You knew it had to be Maul so you opened yourself up to him, a question apparent to him. It was met with another teasing prod, and then you could feel incorporeal hands all over your body, making you gasp.

Maul! you shouted in your mind, only to be met with an unrepentant chuckle. Not here!

He hummed, and you could feel the vibrations from it all throughout your body. Very well, my starlight. But I will be hunting you, understand? And if you do not make it to our chambers before I catch you…well, then I will just have you there.

You shivered at his teasing threat, your face heating as you imagined him taking you on the nearest surface of wherever he caught you. I understand.

Then the hunt is on, starlight.

After you caught your breath, you quickly slinked out of the library, hoping no one had seen you. You passed many guards on the way, your heart beating each time, wondering if one would be Maul in disguise, but they merely nodded at you, and you gave them a polite nod back. When you had reached about halfway to your chambers, the incorporeal hands returned, making you gasp in the middle of the hallway as they cupped your breasts and roamed between your thighs.

Cheater!

Maul gave you another unrepentant chuckle. I never said that I couldn’t make it harder for you, hm? But I will keep my hands away…for now.

You breathed out harshly as the hands disappeared again, practically running the rest of the way to your chambers. Your heart soared as you entered without being harassed, only for you to squeal as physical hands grabbed you, hoisting you over your husband’s shoulder.

“No fair!” you yelped. “You were waiting here for me!”

Maul laughed, throwing you down on the bed, and immediately covering you with his body. “You expect me to play fair when you tease me so? Wearing my marks so proudly on your skin?”

You pouted up at him. “I told you to leave them where they could be hidden! It’s not my fault!”

Maul growled, silencing your whining with a rough kiss. “I could hardly keep my eyes off of you, and neither could anyone else.” His mouth trailed down your neck and to your bust, leaving hot kisses and nips along the way. “Don’t they know you’re mine?”

You gasped as he nipped at the sensitive skin of your chest, pulling him back up to your lips. “I’m yours, Maul,” you murmured against his lips. “They all know.”

He growled again, devouring your mouth in a passionate kiss. You moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck, and holding on as he pushed you farther up on your bed, rucking up the hem of your dress to your waist. You gasped again as he pushed the seam of your underwear to the side, finding you already wet, and sinking two fingers into your hole.

“They’ll all know it soon,” he growled, swallowing your gasps and moans as he fingered you open. “By the time I’m done with you they’ll know.”

“Yes, yes!” you chanted, hips canting as he fingered you open to get as deep as possible. “Please, Maul, please!”

He groaned, burying his face in your neck, and you heard the unzip of his trousers, knowing he was fishing his cock out for you. “Your wish is my command, starlight.” Then he slowly pushed into you.

You savored every moment of his cock entering you, your mouth a small ‘o’ as each ridge popped into your cunt, until he was fully sheathed in you. You both groaned as you tightened around him, feeling so full of his cock that you never wanted him to leave you.

“Oh, my starlight,” Maul moaned into the crook of your neck. “You take me so well, my precious starlight, always meant for me.” And then he began to thrust, slowly moving his hips back and forth.

Your moans gradually became more high-pitched with each thrust of his hips. You wrapped your legs around his waist, the state of your dress forgotten, needing him to be closer to you. He bent his head farther down, enough to free a breast from the confines of your bust, eagerly taking your nipple into his mouth to nip and suck at, making you cry out and arch your back. His thrusts became more frenzied as the place where your bodies joined became more covered in your combined juices. And when his hand found you clit, you knew you weren’t going to last much longer.

“Maul, please, please!” you begged, the heat low in your belly unable to grow any longer and about to burst.

Maul groaned at your pleading. “I cannot deny you anything, my starlight. Come for me.” Then he sealed your lips with his.

You cried out into his mouth as you came, legs and arms clenching down around him, holding him close as you rode out your release. He groaned into your mouth as well, hips stilling not long after your release, your cunt milking him through his own. The two of you panted as you came down, maul collapsing over top of you, pressing you into the mattress.

Maul panted into your breast after he collapsed, while you kissed the crown of horns on the top of his head, gently caressing the small nubs. You let him lay on you in a comfortable silence for a long moment, relishing in the afterglow of having him there on you before you tilted his head up so you could murmur into his ear.

“What if you got me a collar?” you murmured, tracing the black lines of his tattoo over his face. “Then they would know who I belong to, hm?”

Maul inhaled sharply and you felt his softening cock twitch inside you. He growled and turned his face to nip at you neck.

“I’ll have someone working on that for you soon, my starlight, do not worry about that.”

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