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aajxs · 9 months

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middle of the night , a.s

synopsis - the one where anakin got so crossfaded at a party one night that he had to text you to take him back to the apartment he shared with your older brother, but somehow ended up at yours.

pairings - anakin skywalker x fem!reader (modern au)

warnings - mentions of alcohol and weed use , anakin being a hater , protective anakin , kinda possessive anakin , mentions ani having naughty thoughts , whiny anakin , cute til it AINT , inexperienced reader , titty sucking , oral (f receiving) , praise kink and degradation kink , fingering , p in v sex , kinda clothed sex?? (anakin doesn't take his pants off all the way) , poorly written smut

w/c - 5.9k (WOW.)

a/n - negl I got sloppy af at the end cuz idk how to properly write smut!!! this is an alternate ending to a prompt in my bbf!anakin post. also for my sake please ignore any spelling or punctuation errors lmfao. anyways, enjoy! <33

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You had just gotten out of the shower, still wrapped in a towel, when your phone vibrated from its spot on your bed. You didn't bother looking, assuming it was someone posting to their story or a notification from a dumb game you downloaded and haven't played before (yet still wouldn't delete it.)

You dried off then got dressed, slipping into a black tank top and a pair of shorts. Your phone vibrated a few more times, so you grabbed it as you made your way back into your bathroom to brush your teeth. All of the notifications were from Anakin, who rarely texted you. You unlocked your phone and read all of the texts, a few consisting of a bunch of gibberish and another that had an almost fully readable text.

'csn you come oick me up? ill sendn yoy my location' It read, making you let out a small laugh as you brushed your teeth. Anakin obviously wasn't sober, you could tell because on the rare occasion that he did text you, it was nowhere close to like this. You then got a notification, that being his live location. He was serious?

He was about ten minutes away, but with it being night and there being few cars on the road, you could get there in five. If you were an experienced driver, that is. Anakin knew that you weren't a very good driver, he had been in your car with you driving it enough times to know. Yet he still decided to text you instead of your brother, who's literally his roommate.

You texted him back, telling him that you'd be there in ten minutes before shoving your phone into your pocket. You quickly finished brushing your teeth then rushed around your apartment. You grabbed your keys, your wallet just in case, and bottle of water from your fridge for Anakin, then put on some slippers and exited your apartment.

Your phone vibrated in your pocket, making you grab it and read whatever Anakin had sent you this time. It read, 'pelase hurry therws a rsndom girl grindikg on me right jow'. You smiled at his bluntness before rushing down to your car, texting him a quick 'omw rn ani' as you started your car and began driving to Anakin's location.

It didn't surprise you as much as it should have that Anakin texted you, there was obviously a reason, and most were guessable. He probably knew your brother was asleep and didn't want to burden him, and as someone who has had to live with your older brother for years, you knew that he probably would have gone back to bed and forgot about Anakin.

You never expected brother's best friend would be texting you and asking you to come pick him up from a random party. Although, Anakin has contacted you on worse terms.

Anakin didn't know why he texted you of all people, but for some odd reason it felt so right. Although you're his best friends little sister, he never really thought of you as a friend or sister figure. Anakin always thought you were cute, and you were just the sibling of one of his friends. He had plenty of friends with little sisters and brothers, so why were you so different?

Maybe it was because you were the sibling of his best friend, not just one of his friends that he only talked to on campus. Maybe it was because you actually talked to him and payed attention to him, and you guys were somewhat friends (seeing as you went through middle and high school together, now college).

Anakin never really paid attention to you throughout middle school or the beginning of high school. He saw you basically every day when he would hang out with your brother, stayed the night at your house more times than he can count, and never had any weird or inappropriate thoughts about you. But when you started... developing, you were pretty hard to ignore.

To Anakin's hormonal teenage mind, developing was the only word he could use to describe you. Anakin had always seen and treated you like a child, so why was he suddenly having these filthy thoughts about you? He never acted on them, he would have been too guilty to ever face you again if he did. The biggest problem Anakin had with his thoughts was knowing that he wasn't the only one thinking of you that way.

Anakin had the privilege of being your older brothers closest, most trustworthy friend. Anytime you wanted to introduce a new boyfriend to your brother, he brought along Anakin. "Me and Anakin were hanging out already so I decided to bring him with me, hope that's alright." Most of the time that actually was the case, but Anakin soon found out that your brother just needed a secondhand opinion.

Anakin didn't think the way the guy looked at you was appropriate? Your brother took it into consideration. Anakin thought he was sketchy? Your brother would hear all about it. Anakin thought he was a bad influence? Your brother was convincing you to break up with the guy. Sometimes Anakin said nice things, then proceeded to spread a fake rumor about the guy just so it would get to you and your brother.

On top of that, Anakin started getting more protective over you. For example; Anakin stayed the night one weekend and him and your brother decided to drive up to the store and buy some snacks because there were none for them to eat. Your brother knew you were staying up late to study for an upcoming test, and asked Anakin if it was alright if you go too, assuming you needed a break. Anakin shrugged and your brother knocked before he opened your door.

You were wearing headphones so you hadn't heard him say your name the first time, so your brother walked up behind you and tapped your shoulder, making you take them off and turn to look at you. "N/N, me and Anakin are gonna go get some snacks. You need a break, so you're gonna go with us." You gave him a nod before locking eyes with Anakin, who was leaning against your doorframe. You looked away as you got out of the office chair that you were sitting in to grab your slippers and phone.

When you were at the store, your brother had wandered off to find a certain snack, leaving you and Anakin alone. You were trying to figure out which Doritos flavor you wanted, and Anakin was observing you as you contemplated. It felt like he blinked and suddenly you were getting talked to by a random guy. You looked uncomfortable, looking around for a moment until your eyes landed on Anakin, who was glaring at the guy.

"Excuse me, I think my boyfriend just said my name." You awkwardly said as you stepped towards Anakin. His eyes practically lit up at the word boyfriend, but decided to brush it off and play the part for your sake. Anakin gave him a small smile before placing his hand on the small of your back, slightly worried that if he put his hand anywhere else he would go crazy. When you both turned around, your brother turned the corner with a couple snacks and three drinks, and Anakin gave him a look before glancing at the guy who was about two meters away.

Your brother was trying to figure out why Anakin was touching you, but before he could say something he put two and two together and brushed it off. He walked towards you both and handed you your drinks before gripping your shoulder, walking on the other side of you. When the three of you walked past the man, he muttered something under his breath that you couldn't hear.

Obviously Anakin and your brother heard what he said, or else they wouldn't have turned their heads in sync. "What the fuck did you just say?" Your brother said, the hand on your shoulder tightening just slightly. "I called her a slut." The guy said louder. Needless to say, you all got kicked out because Anakin decided to punch the guy. You guys ended up getting take-out.

To put it plainly, Anakin didn't exactly like seeing you with other guys, and hated it when he heard anybody call you anything less than perfect. Another problem, was that Anakin knew exactly why.

The reason you were so different, the reason he defended you so often, and the reason he texted you, was because Anakin Skywalker was in love with you.

You had been waiting outside for a good five minutes before there was a knock on the window of your car. You let out a breath and unlocked the door. When you assumed Anakin wasn't sober, you didn't think it would be this bad. As soon as he opened the door to your car and sat down, you could smell the alcohol and weed on him.

"Anakin you actually stink—" You said, resisting the urge to cover your nose at the smell. "I'll take off my shirt?" He offered before beginning to take off the black t-shirt he was wearing. Even under the influence he was still a sweetheart to you. "No- No, Ani it's fine, I'll just roll down the windows." You said, placing your hand on Anakin's chest to halt his movements as you started driving. You rolled down both of your windows slightly.

There was music quietly playing, and as Anakin reached to turn it up, you swatted his hand. "Rude.." He mumbled before folding his arms across his chest. "Why did you text me, Ani?" You asked, not taking your eyes off the road, "Because I knew you would be a good girl and not say a thing about this." He slightly slurred. You felt yourself shudder at Anakin calling you a 'good girl'.

You felt his burning gaze, and you so badly wanted to look back at him just to see the look in his bloodshot eyes, but you decided against it. "You don't know that." You said with a curt laugh. "I don't? Really? Because I vividly remember that one time you came to me and-" Anakin started, "What a coincidence! I need gas!" You said, cutting off Anakin and pulling into a gas station.

Anakin let out a huff, "Can I trust you to pump my gas while I go in and pay?" You questioned as you parked the car, glancing at Anakin. "Yes ma'am." He said in a serious manner, making you let out a small laugh. "Half a tank is fine." You said as you both got out the car. Anakin went to grab the gas pump whilst you walked into the sketchy gas station and paid for your gas.

"Thanks!" You smiled as you walked out of the building. Almost as soon as you stepped out of the gas station, you ran into someone. "Oh- I'm sorry," You said, backing up a little and glancing at the person in front of you. "No worries, it's my bad. Sorry if this sounds weird, but you're really pretty." He said, looking you up and down, his eyes lingering on your cleavage for a second too long.

You glanced over at your car to see Anakin leaning against it with crossed arms, staring right back at you. "Thank you so much, I appreciate it!" You grinned, "Can I have your number?" He asked bluntly, "Oh, I don't think.." You started, but you were cut off at the shout of your name. You looked over and Anakin was now glaring daggers at the guy in front of you. "I don't think that'll be necessary, thank you though!" You said with a soft smile as you made your way back to your car.

"Under better circumstances I would have thanked you for that, Ani." You said with a sarcastic smile as you both got back into the car. "Oh! I almost forgot that I brought you a water." You said as you grabbed the slightly cold water from the cupholder and handed it to him. "Thanks, you're an angel." Anakin said as he placed a hand on your thigh and gave it a light squeeze as he grabbed the water and chugged at least half of it.

You wanted to give him a reaction, but decided to keep driving and ignore it. He wasn't sober, so he most definitely wasn't thinking straight. "Can we go to your place instead? Its closer." Anakin said almost out of nowhere. "Why would you want to go to my place? You don't live with me?" You asked, glancing at him to see him already looking at you. "Because yours is closer." He said with a tinge of playfulness in his voice.

"But-" You began, "Please?" Anakin said with the smallest whine. Curse him and his dumb pretty voice. "I-" You hesitated, and the look in Anakin's eyes wasn't making this any easier for you. "Okay." You sighed, as you turned the car to the street your apartment complex was on. "But ill have you know that you are not staying the night, just until you're sober enough." You said as you parked your car in your usual parking spot. Anakin let out a breath, content with your answer.

You lived on the fifth floor of the complex, and the elevator just so happened to be out of order, so it was a hassle getting an unbalanced Anakin up the stairs to your apartment. From an outside point of view, it probably looked like both of you were high. Anakin kept cracking jokes, and every time you laughed he added onto it to make you laugh even harder. So by the time you were at the top of the stairwell, you were out of breath from both the laughing and the walking.

"Anakin that's the wrong way," You laughed as Anakin walked towards the wrong door. You heard him mumble a few curse words before turning around and making his way back towards you. You unlocked the door to your apartment and walked inside, allowing Anakin to shut and lock the door behind him. "Cozy." Anakin said as he walked into your room and plopped down onto your bed. "Excuse you-"

"Y/N," Anakin cut you off as he kicked off his shoes, you hummed in response. "Do you remember last summer?" He asked, watching intently as you make your way throughout your room. "What about it?" You said, your voice turning a bit soft at the thought. You sat on your bed, leaning against the headboard with your legs crossed. "You remember how I went on vacation with your family?" Anakin said, rolling over to lay on his stomach to look at you.

"Yes.. where are you going with this Ani?" You said, tilting your head at the man in front of you. "Just- listen. You remember that guy you met at the beach, right? And you remember why I ended up beating the shit out of him the day before we left?" Anakin said as his blue eyes bored into your E/C ones. "No, nobody ever ended up telling me why." You said with a laugh as you gazed back at Anakin. "Do you want to know why?" He asked with a small smile, "Quit teasing, I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't want to know!" You said, extending your leg to kick his shoulder. "Full story, or just a quick summary?" Anakin joked. He knew you, he knew that you wanted the full story. You scoffed at his words and looked at him expectantly.

"I don't remember why, but we ended up walking with each other along the beach while you and your brother were playing around in the water not too far away. We had been talking about.. you, and then he brought me up. He asked what I was to you," Anakin explained, his brows scrunching every few words. "I told him, 'I'm just her older brothers best friend. Sometimes she likes me, sometimes she doesn't'." He said as he ran his hand along your bare calf. You scoffed, "That is such a lie! At first I didn't like you that much, but I always thought of you as a friend!" You said, Anakin frowned slightly at your words.

"Anyways- He said, 'Then you wouldn't mind if I bent her over in that pretty little two piece and fucked her?'. I stopped walking and looked at him. He didn't even notice I paused until I turned him around and punched him in the face," Anakin said with a small, prideful smile. "You wanna know what he said after I hit him a few times? He said, 'I guess you would mind, wouldn't you?'." Anakin said with a curt laugh. "Would you have minded?" You asked sincerely, making Anakin look at you from his spot on the bed. "Do you want the truth?" Anakin asked, tilting his head a bit. You bit your lip and nodded at him, signaling for him to keep talking.

"Yes, I would have." Anakin said as he sat up. "I never told your brother that story, you know? The only person who knows why is the guy." You laughed at his words. "I'm gonna go get a bottle of water, do you want one?" You said, as you got up from your bed, he nodded as you ruffled his hair and walked out of your room. When you left, Anakin was finally able to let out the breath he'd been unconsciously holding in. Your home smelled so much like you, and that scent made Anakin want to go absolutely feral.

Anakin adjusted his position on your bed, now laying down on his side whilst facing the door. "You made yourself comfy." You grinned as you walked back into the room, handing Anakin his water as you took a couple drinks of yours. "Thanks." He muttered as he took a drink of the water. You sat down, your back now against the backboard of your bed. "You still smell like weed." You mumbled as you gave Anakin a soft smile. Anakin didn't smile back, he just looked at you. His once bloodshot eyes were now their usual blue.

One thing you had always noticed about Anakin, was how intense his gaze was. He held eye contact like it would be his last time ever making it, and it made him all the more attractive. Not only was Anakin's stare intense, he was too. If he wasn't a long time friend of yours, you probably would've been scared of him. You had always had a subtle crush on Anakin, but him being your brothers friend always made it rather hard to show your attraction. Anakin was making you nervous with only his eyes.

You cleared your throat, "Why would you have cared?" You asked as you played with the drawstrings on your shorts. "You are so... Is it not obvious by now?" Anakin said as he grabbed your wrist, then sitting up and copying your position. You let out a small gasp, your mouth parting slightly. Anakin saw a chance, and he took it. He leaned in and your lips connected, catching you by surprise. You kissed him back for a moment before realizing that Anakin might've not been sober.

Almost out of instinct, you pulled away. Anakin leaned towards you more, seemingly chasing your lips. You placed a hand on his rock hard chest and softly pushed him away. "Ani.." You muttered, giving him a nervous smile. "Anakin you're not-" You began, but he quickly cut you off. "Y/N, I've been sober for the past twenty minutes. Please just let me taste you." He pleaded lightly, making you curse under your breath before smashing your lips back against his, careful not to hit his teeth with yours.

Anakin put his hands on your hips and moved you on top of him so that you were straddling him, catching you by surprise. Your lips parted and Anakin took this as an invitation, shoving his tongue into your mouth.

One part of you wanted to pull away and tell him how wrong this was, tell him that this was a bad decision and that he needs to go home. The other part of you knows how good this is making you feel, and you can't seem to stop.

Anakin cupped your face with one hand and tugged at your top with the other. He pulled away slightly, a thin string of saliva going with him. "Can I touch you?" Anakin asked, the hand that was once tugging at your shirt now resting on your waist. "Please," You pleaded as you went to kiss him again. He let out a breathy chuckle and sloppily attached his wet lips to yours.

Anakin's hot tongue in your mouth and his wandering hands were getting you all different kinds of worked up. His rough hand made its way up your shirt. You squirmed at both the foreign feeling and how cold his hands were. His hand reached your left breast, and he gave it a light squeeze. "Take your shirt off." Anakin breathily demanded as he pulled away from the kiss. You stared at him for a moment, obviously hesitant to show yourself to him. "You don't have to-" He started before you abruptly stopped him. You took his free hand and covered his eyes with it, "Don't look." You muttered as you took your hand away from his.

You took your tank top off before self-consciously attempting to cover yourself with your arms. Anakin has seen your body multiple times, just in a less.. inappropriate manner. You didn't know if you really wanted him to see you uncovered fully. You gave him a look when he peeked slightly. He saw that you noticed, and decided to take his hand away from his face and reach towards you.

"Ani.." You muttered, your face heating up as Anakin rubbed your arm. He opened his mouth to speak, but right before any words could come out you adjusted your position on his lap, making him let out a moan instead. That has to be the sexiest thing you've heard in your entire life. "Don't use that nickname on me while we're like this." He mumbled, slightly embarrassed at the noise he just let slip. You could feel his hard straining against his sweatpants, poking right at your clothed, throbbing core.

"I took off my shirt, that means you have to take off yours." You hummed, though your voice came out more demanding than expected. Anakin stopped rubbing your arm and took off his shirt in one swift motion before tossing it to the side. Anakin was fit, he always had been. This just made him all the more attractive to you. You wanted to touch him, too, but you were self conscious and didn't want to uncover yourself.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Anakin touching your arm, "Can i?" He asked, referring to the arms you had tightly wrapped around yourself. You looked at him for a few moments before nodding slowly. You loosened your hold around yourself, as if that would've stopped him anyway. Anakin took your hands and moved them down to his toned chest, being sure to run them across his toned abs and v-line.

You could feel yourself heating up at the action, seeing as you had never touched anybody in such a way before. You completely ignored the fact that Anakin was definitely staring at your tits right now, but you couldn't find it in you to care. All you could focus on was what was gonna happen in a few moments, and how you were gonna keep this from your older brother.

Anakin leaned forward and attached his lips to your neck, sucking and licking at random spots. "Don't worry about your brother, if he finds out I'll take care of it." Anakin muttered into your neck. "Okay," You gasped as Anakin softly bit down on your shoulder.

You were even more surprised when Anakin decided to trail down to your breasts and take one into his mouth. He wrapped an arm tightly around your waist and secured you in place, then used his free hand to fondle your other boob.

The small moans you let out were like music to Anakin's ears, and if it were up to him he would bust then and there at the sound of you. He took your breast out of his mouth and planted a kiss on your nipple, then did the same to your other. "Such pretty tits.." He mumbled into the skin between your breasts. "All mine, y' hear me? All mine." Anakin said as he flipped you over and pinned you to the mattress, making you let out a yelp.

Anakin kissed and licked at your torso, sucking on the skin as he worked his way down. He inched closer to the waistband of your shorts at an excruciatingly slow pace, making the knot in your tighten more and more. "Ani, please just touch me already!" You pleaded, making him look up at you through his lashes. "Touch you where, sweet girl?" He teased as he tugged at your waistband, making you rub your legs together. "You know where," You whined as you ran your hands through Anakin's already tangled hair.

He cursed under his breath before pulling down your shorts. Saying you were wet would be an understatement. "You always get this wet when a man touches you, or am I special?" Anakin said as he ran two fingers down the cloth, making you let out a loud moan at the contact. "I-I've never had.." You trailed off, closing your legs and covering your body out of embarrassment. Anakin let out a hum, "I guess I'm special, then." He grinned as he placed his hands on your thighs and parted them for himself once again.

"Can practically smell you baby," He groaned as he literally ripped the panties from your body. "Those were expensive!" You whined as he tossed them to the side. "Such a pretty pussy, all wet jus' for me.." Anakin muttered as he ran a few fingers along your sopping cunt. "Anakin!" You moaned in an irritated voice, still upset that he ripped one of your favorite pairs of underwear. "Fuck- I'll buy you a new pair, whatever you want." He said whilst grabbing your legs and throwing them over his shoulders, giving him perfect access.

Anakin placed a soft kiss on your pussy before licking up from your throbbing hole to your sensitive bud. You let out a whimper at his actions, "Taste so sweet," He mumbled before he practically attacked your cunt, licking and slurping up all your juices like a man starved.

That unfamiliar knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter with every moan you let out. "An– Anakin!" You loudly moaned without a care in the world. He hummed into your pussy, knowing you had to be getting close. You started babbling nonsense as you roughly grabbed Anakin's long hair and shoved his face further in between your legs.

"Think 'm gonna—" You started before cutting yourself off with the most beautiful moan Anakin's ever heard. Although you were twitching and jolting against him, Anakin didn't stop his advances and even shoved two fingers inside you. Your back was arched off of your bed, Anakin's face and fingers were buried deep in your cunt, and your sheets were most definitely not coming back from this.

Your hips jolted and grinded against his face in a useless attempt to get him further into you, not caring at all if he was suffocating between your legs. Your moans slowly got more drawn out and louder, signalling that you were about to cum again.

Anakin knew you were probably overstimulated but all he could think about was how good you taste on his tongue and how much he wants to stuff you full of his cum. After wetting Anakin's face even more for the second time, he stopped eating you out for your own good. He could probably go all day if you wanted him to.

He wiped his face off with his hand, being sure to lick anything excess off of his skin before wrapping your legs around his waist and giving you a sloppy kiss. "You taste so good." Anakin quietly said into your mouth. You couldn't tell if he was talking about your mouth or your pussy.

"Wan' you inside me, Ani." You whimpered as Anakin placed more kisses along your jawline, "Might be too big for you baby, not sure if you could take me." He muttered into your neck, a cocky smile on his face. "I can take you. Promise I can— Jus' want you in me.." You said, as you brought your hand to his crotch. Though before you could touch the tent on his sweatpants, he grabbed your wrist and pinned both your hands behind your head.

Anakin gave you a boyish grin, making you pout slightly. "Gonna have to warm you up first." He said as he let go of your wrists and brought a hand to your hip, seemingly holding you in place. He brought his other hand back down to your throbbing pussy, and inserted two fingers.

You moaned at this action, surprised that he didn't even try to see how you reacted to one. You're a virgin, that much is obvious. You've probably never been touched in such a way by another person, and even if you have you probably declined any advances because you were scared of losing your dignity. From the way you react to his fingers, you've probably touched yourself a few times before, you just weren't used to hands his size. Needless to say, you were everything Anakin assumed you would be. Your innocence is turning him on a bit too much.

Anakin started off slowly, he'd already made you cum twice, and he didn't want to overwork you. "A-Ani, faster—" You moaned out as his two fingers popped in and out of you. He gave you a cocky smirk before increasing his pace and harshness. He would come out softly then shove his fingers back into you just to hear the pretty noises you let out when he did. "Anakin, 'm gonna cum!" You moaned, as you bucked your hips into his fingers.

You let out a moan as he put another finger inside you, somehow fitting three of his long fingers inside your tight hole. "C'mon baby, y'know I won't hold you back." Anakin said as he leaned over, whispering his words into your ear. Your eyes slightly rolled back into your head as you came all over his long fingers. "What a slut, all that just over my fingers?" Anakin said as he licked his hands clean of your juices. "You taste so good though." He said as he kissed your cheek.

You whimpered as you rubbed your legs together, giving him a look. "Use your words." He teased, that cocky smile on his face once again. You let out an annoyed hum, "You know what I want!" You were starting to get impatient. "What's the magic word, pretty girl?" He asked, giving you another one of his boyish grins. "Please, Ani." You pleaded, making Anakin smile at you.

He pulled his sweatpants and boxers down to his knees, not caring enough to take them all the way off. His cock practically leaped out of his pants, and the first thought that popped inside your head was 'What the fuck have you gotten yourself into.'

That actually looks heavy. You thought to yourself as you actually got a good look at his dick. Anakin wasted no time grabbing his cock and spreading the precum that was leaking from the tip all over his base as some sort of lubrication. He let out a curse or two as he dragged the tip from your sensitive clit to your dripping hole.

Anakin was definitely not thinking about all the ways he could get you pregnant right now. Definitely not. "Stop teasing and fuck me already, Anakin." You moaned out as you stared at his length. He let out a chuckle, making you look at his face. The moan you let out when he shoved the whole thing inside you was probably the most beautiful thing he's ever heard. Your neighbors are gonna be so mad.

"Can I move?" He asked gently, placing both of his hands on your hips. "Fuck— Y-Yes, please, yes-" You let out as your back arched off the bed. Anakin let out a satisfied hum before slowly moving. He'd pull out, making you feel empty for a few moments and then slowly insert his length back into you, filling you up again.

"Faster, Ani-" You moaned, making him fasten his pace. Your toes were curled and your back was arched and your fingers were harshly digging into your mattress and sheets. He slowly but surely started ramming into you, and after just a few thrusts he had your g-spot memorized.

"Fuck, Ani-" You whined as he paused for a moment to wrap your legs around his waist again. With no words, he immediately began ramming into you again. His thrusts were making your entire room shake and the way your bedframe and backboard hit the wall, you almost felt like it would break any second.

There were tears in your eyes and they were wetting your pillow. For a moment Anakin couldn't tell if you were hurting or if it was pleasure. "'m sorry baby, am I hurtin' you?" He asked as he slowed down his thrusts. "Mmh- no! Keep goin' Ani 'm so close—" You whined out as you gripped his shoulders.

The knot in your stomach was slowly getting tighter and tighter and you knew that any second you could come all over his cock. "Harder, Ani!" You moaned out, making Anakin grin for the hundredth time tonight.

His thrusts started getting sloppier, "Wanna cum inside you, fill you with my babies." Anakin said as he pulled your body down onto him. "Wan' you to fill me up Ani, please!" You whined, the both of you knew that you would probably just buy birth control the next morning.

Before the two of you knew it you were both cumming in sync. Anakin filled you up, and when he pulled out he could see the mix of your juices and his leaking into the sheets. He gently dropped your legs onto the mattress before shuffling back to pull his boxers and sweatpants back up.

You were incredibly tired and your throat hurt from all the moaning and screaming. You looked so pretty like this. Anakin thought as he grabbed his discarded shirt from the floor. You quietly said something about your sheets and Anakin dismissed you. "We can take care of your sheets in the morning baby, but right now I need to clean you up." Anakin muttered as he took his shirt and wiped your wet tears from your face before wiping up the mess you two had made between your legs. He gently wiped you down with his shirt, not caring that it was probably ruined.

"I have towels, Ani." You tiredly said before you muttered an apology for not telling him to grab one instead of his shirt. "It's okay, I don't care if it's you." He said under his breath, assuming his words were a bit too intimate to say loud enough for you to hear. "Y'know, I love you." You muttered before drifting asleep.

"I love you too."

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healmydesires · 6 months

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needy ꕤ (a.s)

kinktober 2023

prompts: breeding kink + overstimulation + lingerie

pairing: modern!anakin skywalker x sub!f!reader

summary: you surprise your boyfriend with your sexy ensemble.

genre: smut + fluff , tbh pure filth sorry! (mdni! 18+ only)

word count: 6,5k (actually 6,488 but hehe)

warnings/tags: pxrn no plot sorry <3, established relationship, sub!reader and soft dom!anakin because that’s my shit, breeding kink, lingerie, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, face sitting, oral!f receiving, slight daddy kink (sorry), dirty talk, begging, praise kink, size kink, creampie, some manhandling, unprotected sex (piv), multiple positions, after care but also… multiple rounds. lots of pet names.

a/n: FINALLY I’m doing a kinktober prompt lmaooo. I’m aware of how … late I am but! I’ve always wanted to join but I never have the time to actually do each day tbh so here is my one and only “submission” for this event. I hope you enjoy <3 could be read in the same universe as you’re my medicine. which you can read here.

dividers by @saradika <3 thank uuuu for making these 🫂

ao3 • masterlist

“Ani?”

The sound of his name echoes throughout your shared apartment like a siren's song. Excitement bubbles inside you as you wait patiently for him. Sweet and mischievous to the ears, Anakin drops everything that he is doing and starts following the sound of your soft voice.

“Sweetheart?” He says, his voice laced with confusion.

Once you hear the door creaking softly you look up, revealing Anakin in the doorway. All lights are off except for some candles placed all over the bedroom, illuminating the room with a dim light. It gives off a very intimate and warm feeling. You notice Anakin’s eyes finally land on your body, his breath hitching as he takes you in.

You smile mischievously at him, your right hand holding up your head while the other hand waves flirtily at him. Anakin gulps as his eyes widen as he keeps staring at you. Sitting up slowly, sliding yourself off the bed as you make your way to him swaying your hips side to side, hypnotising him. You chuckle as you circle his body once, then stand in front of him as you flutter your eyes up at him.

“Baby,” he breathes, his eyes looking you up and down.

The lingerie you’re wearing is a pretty baby blue set with turquoise and light blue flowers embroidered onto the lace. The cups of your balconette bra are pretty transparent unless it’s for the floral details at the top to the middle of the cups, barely covering your nipples. You can see his eyes travel from your chest to your waist as he takes in the elastic band, covered with the same lace pattern, of the suspenders.

His eyes linger a bit too long as he takes in the small thing that barely hides the curves of your ass. A matching thong, the elastic band sitting just below your suspenders. Anakin’s eyes wander from your covered core to your shoulders as he notices the baby blue see through robe with lacy details hanging off your shoulders loosely.

“What’s wrong big boy, cat got your tongue?” You bite your lip as you trace a finger up and down his chest as you continue to hold his gaze.

Anakin quickly comes back to his senses as his eyes glint with mischief while a smile plays on his face. “You’re right princess, you truly left me speechless for a second.” He says as his smile turns deviously. He circles your body as you follow his movements, taking a step back before you feel his hands on your hips, as your back hits the wall. “You are so beautiful, you never fail to mesmerise me.” Anakin whispers as his lips move to your ear.

Before you can speak his lips attach themselves against your neck, sucking and nipping at your skin. You whimper as you feel him lick up a wet stripe against your neck while holding your body closer to his. Heat travels all the way between your thighs at his touch and attention. As Anakin keeps practically devouring your neck you lose yourself in his touch.

“Ani,” you whine as you feel his hands play with the elastic band of your thong. “Anakin,” You breathe, and he responds by just humming against your skin.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy baby,” he says hungrily before he tries to pull your body closer to his again, leaning down to kiss you. His mouth envelops yours as you return his kisses. A small moan slips past your lips as his hands caress your cheek, then tilting it to the side as he traces small nips across your jawline, ending just by your ear. Your hips are grinding up into his and he slowly pulls away from you.

“I need you so bad angel,” he whispers, his lips ghosting over your neck, slowly moving back below your ear. Moments later his lips press soft kisses just underneath your ear, slowly moving down the column of your neck.

“Ani,” you whimper, surrendering yourself to him. He hums against your skin, feeling his tongue licking up a stripe of your neck, eyes fluttering shut and you tremble against him as a moan escapes your lips. “I need you too.”

The moment the words leave your lips, he lifts his head, his eyes glazed over, clouded with lust as he no longer holds himself back. His lips envelop yours in a loving but lustful kiss.

Anakin’s mouth moves, slow and deep. He kisses you like he has all the time in the world. You love the feel of his lips on yours, you could kiss your man all day. So soft and yet so powerful.

You part your lips slightly to catch your breath, inhaling slowly as you taste him and only him. His tongue sweeps across your lips making you whimper. The wet muscle wraps itself against yours a moment later, hot and wet and steady as he tastes your mouth and kisses you passionately.

Your tongues slowly swirl and dance against each other as your hands try to find purchase on his arms.

“Please,” you whimper. You don’t know exactly what you’re begging him for but you need more.

You feel your core clench around nothing and the lacy material becomes even more wet as both of his hands travel from your waist to your ass, squeezing it in his hands and pushing your body closer to his. You know your panties are ruined by now. You’re so wet and turned on. Only for him, always only for him.

You both continue to kiss each other languidly as he guides you to the bed. As you both fall on the bed his hands start exploring your body, his fingertips touching every skin he can reach. You feel yourself aching, the feeling in between your legs feels almost unbearable.

Your body is squirming underneath his as you’re becoming rather impatient. He traces one of his hands down, slipping his hand underneath the band of your underwear. Slowly, he rubs your throbbing clit once he reaches your pussy.

“So fucking wet.” He groans as his fingers explore your wetness.

You gasp, his lips devouring yours, swallowing all your sounds, kissing you with everything that he has. "That feels good doesn't it, kitten?" Anakin groans and rubs your clit faster. You buck your hips and nod quietly. "Use your words sweetheart," he taunts.

“Yes, daddy,” you whimper.

“That’s my good girl,” he smirks before your eyes flutter close.

Your mouth falls open with a small whine when Anakin slides his middle finger and index finger into your entrance, the long digits easily finding your sweet spot, which he immediately begins to play with. You feel your legs spread even more open for him at the feeling of his fingers pleasuring you. His tongue slips into your mouth after another gasp falls from your lips. Your hands wander to the back of his head pulling at his strands softly making him moan into your mouth.

“You’re so gorgeous. A fucking Goddess.” Anakin groans as his hand shifts, thumb settling against your clit to work it smoothly, and he thrusts another finger inside you slowly, curling his fingers forward with every penetration until your thighs shake. “God, I want you so bad.”

“You have me, always.” You whimper as your body trembles underneath him. So overwhelmed with the arousal and emotions you’re feeling right now.

His eyes burn holes into yours, lust written all over them. When he fastens his motions inside you, you moan out again and squeeze your eyes shut. That burning intense feeling, a tight coil in your lower abdomen making your back arch beautifully.

“Open your eyes for me baby girl, look at me.”

You open your eyes slowly, looking straight into Anakin’s intense eyes. That's what it takes to make the dam break. The burning hot feeling spreads all over your body, your body tingling, your hips moving on their own against his hand.

“Fuck, that’s so hot, I’ll never get tired of watching you come undone.” He says as his fingers slow down, slipping out of you to rub your slit softly, still helping you ride out your orgasm. “Such a good girl for me.”

As you feel your consciousness finally come back to you, you feel his fingers slip away from your heat. He pulls his hand out of your panties, moving it to his lips. He holds your gaze as he licks his fingers clean. You whimper and feel your core clench around nothing as you watch him.

“You always taste so good, princess. Speaking of,” A huge smug smirk spreads across his face as his eyes glint with mischief. “I really want you to sit on my face tonight.”

“Now?” You whisper with wide eyes.

“Yes, sweet girl.” He chuckles softly, before his fingers come to hold your chin, moving your face towards his. Your lips connect in a sweet kiss. You sigh into it, your eyes sliding shut as you bury your fingers in his hair. You whine as he pulls away smiling at you with a tender look in his eyes.

“You know I love you right?” He whispers as one of his hands strokes the soft skin of your cheek. You feel yourself melt instantly as you look into his eyes and the feel of his soft touch.

“Of course, Ani. I love you too.” You bite your bottom lip softly before you lean towards him to peck his lips.

As you both pull away, he starts undressing himself unhurriedly. He is way too slow for your liking which makes you whine impatiently for him. “Patience sweetheart,” he looks down at you with a huge smirk on his face while removing his shirt.

“Come here,” he crawls a bit up to the bed and quickly reaches down to remove his sweatpants leaving him bare, throwing it off the bed. You bite your lip as you look at his thick cock. You feel your core clench again, as it already begs to be filled. Anakin gives you an intense look making you reach up towards him.

You move towards him, sitting up and slowly straddling his hips. His hands are soon on your hips, squeezing the flesh. Anakin bites his lip as he smiles, moving your body closer. You then slowly shuffle forward until your thighs are resting on either side of his head. It’s a foreign position to you, because it’s one that you haven’t tried before.

“Is this okay?” You ask nervously as you look down at him. Anakin hums and blows a bit of warm air against your inner thigh, mouth ghosting across the skin.

“This is perfect.” He reassures you.

His hands, large and powerful, yet so very gentle, trace the skin of your thighs, inching higher and higher until they rest just below the plump swell of your ass. Slowly, he pushes your thong to the side, leaving your pussy bare for him. A small whimper leaves your lips as you feel his breath on your heat. Then, Anakin looks up as a teasing smile forms on his face, moving your body the way he wants you to be.

He licks a long stripe along your slit, coaxing a loud, broken moan out of you. His hands grip your hips, keeping you in place as he laps at you gently. You writhe against his lips, whining above him. Anakin takes the advantage he has on your body as he drags you down even closer to his face. He encircles your clit and sucks, pulling whimpering pleas from your mouth.

It’s heavenly addicting, the way his tongue slips between your folds and dips into you, working you closer and closer to your release within each passing second.

Anakin heaves in a breath as he pulls you up just slightly, “I want you to ride my face, you think you can do that for me baby?” He says as his eyes glint in the candle light. His smile is so inviting and you bite your lip as you nod your head.

Without another word he eases you back down on his tongue. His mouth instantly licks you up again. The hands on your ass knead the two cheeks as he begins to rock you forward, guiding your motions until you begin to move on your own. With each gentle sway of your hips, the headboard starts to knock against the wall, the noise mixing with the little moans you make out of ecstasy.

“Ah, fuck, daddy” you whine as you grind your hips a bit faster against his lips.

You shudder as his lips wrap around your throbbing clit, sucking lightly. One of your hands that was holding the headboard, moves to tangle in his hair, tugging softly as he moans against you.

You cry out as you feel yourself get closer to your second high of the night. You squeeze your eyes shut as you pick up your pace, unable to handle the unbearable pleasure you’re experiencing as the coil in your stomach is about to snap.

You squeal as Anakin plunges his tongue inside your walls. Massaging your inner walls, driving you insane as he sucks and licks with fervour.

“Aniii, I’m close, fuck fuck fuuuuck” You stutter out a loud cry as you throw your head back.

He increases his pace, tongue thrusting up inside you. Your body temperature is rising as you circle your hips faster.

“Please, fuck, Ani please, I’m close…”

His tongue slides out of your hole, attaching his lips around your throbbing nub. With one harsh suck on your clit you come with a loud whine, your vision turning white and your ears ringing as your whole body racks with such intense pleasure, you almost think you’ll pass out.

Gasping out his name, you tumble forward with your hands bracing the headboard, hips stuttering until the final waves of aftershock pass. Gently, he laps at your release until the overstimulation is getting too much.

“Always doing so good for me, always being such a good girl.” He praises you as he presses soft wet kisses against the skin of your thigh.

You tremble as you move a leg back over his body and shimmy down the bed, laying on your stomach, nuzzling your head into your pillow while you close your eyes.

You hear him chuckle before you feel his body close against yours. Opening your eyes you look up at him as he’s looking down at you laying on his side as one of his arms supports his face. Anakin smiles as he reaches up to touch the side of your neck, tracing his fingertips up and down.

You sigh against his touch and kiss his thumb as he traces it across your lips.

He leans his head down, pressing tender kisses against your shoulder as his fingertips move along your skin.

“I love you so much, baby.” He whispers in between kisses as he nuzzles his head between your neck and your shoulder. You feel yourself melt under his soft touch, kisses and attention.

“I love you too Ani.”

His mouth moves to explore the rest of your body, littering your body with his kisses. He then slowly manoeuvres his body on top of yours, right behind you. His hands travel along with his lips, caressing your skin in the most gentle way. Anakin leaves long and wet kisses down your spine, occasionally lavishing your skin with his tongue.

Little whimpers leave your lips as his mouth and hands travel lower and lower down your body. Instinctively you spread your thighs a bit more for him.

“So needy.” He chuckles softly behind you.

His hands come to hold your hips, pulling them up, your ass up in the air. He kneads the flesh of your cheeks before spreading them apart for him. Then, Anakin pushes your ruined underwear to the side again. You whimper, feeling his eyes on your wet heat as it clenches around nothing, aching and begging to be filled. Your body trembles with anticipation. You’re dripping again, so soaked for him.

“Please Ani, I need y—” your begging gets cut off by a high pitched whimper leaving your lips as Anakin’s mouth dives between your thighs.

He licks a long stripe along your slit, coaxing small whines and moans out of you. Anakin’s grip on your hips is strong, keeping you in place as he laps at you furiously. You writhe against his lips, whining and pleading for more.

His tongue is lapping at your lower lips. Squeaky, senseless noises come out from your mouth the more he applies pressure with his tongue.

“Fuck… I’ll never get tired of eating your pretty pussy. So sweet just like you.” Anakin murmurs against you before making out with your lips again.

You whimper as you tremble against him, overwhelmed all over again. Licking a long stripe along your slit and then his tongue swirls around your entrance, pulling a loud, broken moan out of you. You squeal as Anakin plunges his tongue inside your walls, instantly massaging and licking your inner walls. You writhe against his tongue as loud incoherent noises leave your lips.

“Ah, fuck,” you moan, squeezing your eyes shut as you move against him, unable to handle the unbearable pleasure you’re experiencing as the coil in your stomach is about to snap. His hands move to your ass, kneading the two cheeks as he lets you grind your hips against his face.

You fuck yourself against his tongue, whimpering loudly the more he thrusts his wet muscle inside you. The temperature in the room is rising dramatically the more he sucks, licks and thrusts inside you. As you try to move your hips faster against him you feel him grip your thighs, spreading them more for him, squeezing the flesh. Then one of his hands leaves your thighs to circle your little button with his thumb, driving you mad.

“Please, fuck Ani, daddy please, I’m so close—” you choke on your moan.

Anakin grunts loudly, he curls his tongue upward to brush your walls, you practically scream at his actions and you feel the coil snap when he applies more pressure to your clit.

You arch your back and throw your head back with a loud moan, as you see your vision turn white while you continue to grind your hips against him, trying to chase your release.

Gasping out his name, you grasp the sheets in your hands at the intense pleasure. Your pussy keeps clenching around his tongue as he continues to pleasure you. Your hips are stuttering until the final waves of aftershock have passed. Gently, he laps at your release until the overstimulation is getting too much.

“You did so well angel, you’re always such a good girl for me. I can never get enough of how good you taste.” He moans against you.

Your hands move from the sheets as you try to reach for his head, gently pushing him away from you.

With a light chuckle he pulls away. Your body slumps slightly forward with exhaustion but Anakin is quick to grip your hips, holding you in the same position. “Oh kitten, I’m not done with you yet.” He tuts.

“But Ani—” you whine. You dip your head down, resting your forehead against your pillows before feeling him pull at your locks.

“Oh no, we are far from finished.” He says, his voice sounding a lot deeper than before. “I’m sure you can handle a few more orgasms.”

You whine pathetically and moments later he releases the hold on your hair, then he moves to press wet kisses all the way up towards your neck.

“Remember our colour system?” He whispers as he spoils your body with his affection and you can’t help but moan beneath him.

You nod quickly.

“Sweetheart, I need verbal communication.” He halts his movements as he waits for your next words.

“Yes Ani, I remember. Green for yes, yellow for slow down and red for stop.”

“Perfect,” he whispers before he continues kissing your body.

You wiggle underneath him once his lips meet your neck, kissing the skin lazily. He then nuzzles his head between your neck and your shoulder.

Seconds later you feel his cock rubbing up and down your slit. You grip the sheets as he circles the tip around your entrance and you whimper as you buck your hips against him, wanting him to fill you up already.

Anakin grips your hips, holding you so you don’t make any movements any more. “Patience.” He groans against your ear as you try to wiggle your hips again, spreading your legs a bit more for him exposing more of your pussy.

As you continue to squirm against him, Anakin’s large hands squeeze your hips. His cock slides against your wetness once again as you try to move your hips. Your body trembles with anticipation, hoping he will finally enter you from behind. You feel your inner walls clenching around nothing as you move your hips against his, grinding your wetness against his dick, the tip nudging your entrance every now and then.

“Please, f-fuck. I can’t take it anymore. I need you to fuck me so bad. My p-pussy needs to be filled with your cock so bad. Please daddy fill me up. I need—”

With a loud groan he tilts your ass up for him as he manoeuvres behind you and pushes your legs further apart. “So fucking needy.”

A broken gasp leaves your lips as he finally slides the tip inside you. He gradually slides more of his thickness inside you and you tremble more underneath him. You feel his body moving behind you, sitting up against you, and you know his eyes are on your heat. He’s watching as your walls spread to begin to wrap around him, trying to accommodate his girth. The pressure of his massive cock deep within your walls overwhelms you while you clutch the sheets below you in tight fists.

“D-d-daddy…” you stutter and whine.

“I know baby, I know.” Anakin moans above you as he continues to push more of him inside. Your pulsing walls are wrapped tightly around his cock, occasionally clenching as your pussy pulls him in more. You feel so full already and you know he’s barely halfway in.

“Please, need more.” You whimper as you squeeze the sheets in your hands.

He groans at your desperate noises, losing his composure momentarily as he thrusts the last parts of himself inside you, filling you up to the brim, you moan as he halts his movements, finally inside you all the way. “Fuck, angel, you look so beautiful like this, taking me so well.” Anakin can’t control the words that leave his lips as his hips move, not giving you the time to adjust he quickly pulls himself out of you making you whine at the empty feeling. “Oh you’re such a needy kitten.” He groans before he thrusts himself all the way inside your pussy again.

A scream leaves your mouth as you’re trembling underneath him, you try to adjust to his size while your pussy keeps clenching around his cock. You push your head into the pillows as pathetic whimpers keep falling from your lips. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to his size.

“Such a tight pussy.” He groans as you continue to squeeze him.

A couple of moments later you signal him that he can move. Then his hips move, quickly pulling himself almost all the way out of your pussy before he shoves himself roughly all the way in.

“A-Ah daddy… oh my god—” you hiccup as he then moves his hips slowly against you. You cry out as he thrusts so deep inside you that it has your body slumping against the bed. His hands come to move to squeeze the flesh of your ass while he continues to move against you.

You feel his cock throbbing inside you as you tighten around him. He’s so deep, hitting your cervix repeatedly making your eyes roll back in your head.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He grunts above you.

You let out a loud long moan, arching your back, throwing your ass back against him. Your pussy is still trying to adjust as it continues to pulse and squeeze around his thick cock. Anakin then thrusts his cock up to the hilt, hard, taking you in such a sudden and intense way it has you struggling to breathe. Your hands ball into a white-knuckle grip, clinging onto the sheets.

You want to savour the feeling of his throbbing cock as you pulse around him, want to remember both of your trembling breaths when he hits your sensitive spots, and you truly can’t wait to feel his hot cum fill your pussy.

The thought alone makes you squeeze your eyes shut, whimpering desperately as you picture it. As you imagine feeling the globs of white dripping out of you, stuffing you full of his cum, your pussy can’t help but clench around his thick cock repeatedly. You’re on birth control but the possibility of him being able to knock you up leaves you whining underneath him.

“Fuck kitten, what has you clenching around me so much.” He pants as both his hands squeeze the soft skin of your ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he stares at your pulsing hole taking his dick.

“The thought of you breeding me.” You whimper, biting your lip as you look shyly behind you.

Instantly, Anakin halts his movements as he looks at you in surprise. His eyes search yours as he seeks for any doubt or lies. When he finds none of that, his shaft jerks inside you, thick beads of precum coating the soft walls of your cervix. You close your eyes for a second as a desperate moan falls from your lips at the feel of it.

“Are you serious?” He questions. He takes a deep breath as you continue to look at him earnestly.

“Y-yeah.” You stutter as you look away timidly. “I just,” you continue with a whimper, “I can’t stop thinking of you fucking me full with your cum. I need it. Ani, you know I’m all yours. Only yours. Please, I need you so bad. My pussy needs yo—” you’re begging and you’re unable to finish your sentence as he suddenly thrusts roughly inside you.

You almost feel your arms giving out on you because of the force of his thrusts. Anakin’s hands are clawing at the sides of your hips, guiding you with him, and he leans down to place kisses on your upper back, his kisses travel down your spine, until he leans back up and just looks at you from behind.

“Fuck, baby girl. I need it too.” He moans as he fucks you with fervour. Your tight pussy clenches at his words, earning a loud growl before he smacks your ass.

“Daddy!” you mewl loudly.

“You always look so beautiful,” he continues, cursing when you purposefully tighten your walls around him again. “You look so pretty when you’re stretched around my cock, fuck, you look even prettier full with my cum.”

You nod vigorously as you continue to beg, “please, please daddy. Need it so bad.”

He then hits your spot, and continues to do it again and again, each hit spending a shot of delicious lightning to course down your fragile spine. Your mind goes blank as all you can do is focus on the feel of him stretching you, filling you up, so overwhelmed with bliss already.

Your hands continue to grip the sheets as he thrusts deeper inside you, earning whines and moans as you continue to cry out his name. You try to tell him, breathlessly, about how good he is making you feel. Tears collect around the rims of your eyes. Each spike sends you closer and closer to the edge.

Anakin picks up his pace again, thrusting into you quicker, harder, hitting the spot that has your body going numb repeatedly.

You claw at the sheets, burying your face into the pillow to muffle your screams. The air is all stuffy around you as Anakin’s hips move faster, moaning you try to push back your hips against his to take more of his massive cock. Your tiny pussy is so full of him, as it pulses and tightens around him, begging him to fill you up with his seed. Begging him to make your pussy even more full.

It’s so filthy, but it’s what you need.

Anakin moans at the sight of your pussy trying to accommodate him still, kneading your ass as he tries to bury himself more inside you, his tip hitting your cervix instantly. You continue to push your ass back into him, fucking yourself back against him. Your eyes roll back inside your head once again as you dig your fingers more into the bed, you mewl against your pillow at the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving you.

The noises that are spilling off your lips drive him insane, his dick throbbing inside you as you don’t stop tightening your walls around him.

“Daddy, fuck. Ani, please, I need you. I need more please, please.” You whine loudly as you move your hips along with his.

“Yeah? Do you need more?” He moans as he leans down to press kisses against your shoulders. “You love being filled with all of my cock don’t you?” He grunts as he slaps your ass once again making you cry out in pleasure. He continues his brutal pace as your moans grow louder and louder as well as the sounds of your pussy that keep meeting his dick over and over again. The sounds mix along with your desperate noises of ecstasy. “Your pussy is so tight and wet around me, begging for me to fill it up with my cum.”

“Ani, please.” You whine as your eyes roll back inside your head.

“What do you want, angel?” He groans while one of his hands reach around you to slip against your clit making you writhe against him as he applies pressure against the little bundle of nerves. The pleasure has the tension tightening in your tummy, dying for your release.

“Oh, please, more. Please, please faster, harder anything.” You squeak out in between moans. The wet noises of him easing into you over and over has your cheeks burning, realising just how wet and needy you are for him. “Please don’t stop.”

“Mm, don’t worry sweetheart, I got you.” He pants, as he reassures you. He grips your hips tighter as he picks up his pace once more. You try to catch your breath but from how Anakin is trusting inside you and the rubbing against your clit it feels almost impossible to do so.

You whine loudly as he hits your sensitive spot inside you again. You’re literally going insane, it feels so overwhelming and good.

“Fuck, daddy—” you choke on your moan.

“Does that feel good, my sweet girl?” Anakin asks as he leans down his body closer to yours, making him hit your cervix repeatedly. You whimper and tremble underneath him as you nod, he moans against your ear as he whispers close to you. “Does it feel good, kitten? That I’m about to breed this pussy?”

“Yes, daddy! Feels so good.” You whine as he continues to hit your sensitive spot and cervix. The tension continues to build up as the pleasure is becoming too overwhelming. You are crying out for him, your moans almost sounding like his name, and he moves his head down once again and licks your neck.

Anakin snaps his hips into you again and again, thrusting deep, causing you to see stars from knowing just how to pleasure you. Feeling like your head is swimming once again, you whine. “I’m so close, please, Ani,” you beg desperately. You only need one more little push, a little bit more attention to reach your peak.

“Come for me kitty,” he whispers against your ear.

His fingers press down on your little button making you squirm underneath him. The coil then snaps after a few more thrusts, pleasure erupts in waves as heat overflows your body as you arch your back. Your ears start to ring from the overwhelming feeling. You can’t stop yourself from shaking as you come against him.

Anakin groans in your ear as your walls spasm around his cock, milking him for his orgasm, desperate for him to fill you up the way he promised.

He slows down his pace, but continues to fuck you through it. Once you’ve regained some of your consciousness and your breathing has slowed down, he pulls out, manhandling you, landing you on your back. You whimper at the sensitivity as moments later he thrusts inside again.

You struggle to keep your eyes open as he fucks you slow. “Look at me, my love.” He whispers before finally reuniting your mouths in a sweet kiss.

Anakin then licks into your mouth, soon turning the kiss more passionate. He looms his chest over yours, pressing his hands on either side of your face into the mattress. You whimper into his mouth. You keep your eyes closed as you find the strength to wrap your arm around his sweaty neck.

“Come on baby,” he says breathlessly, as he pulls back. “I want you to look at me.”

You open your eyes unhurriedly, staring right into his eyes as he smiles down at you.

“That’s my good girl.”

He then moves, gradually rolling his hips faster into yours, sensual and deep. He holds you close and continues to kiss you with a groan, and in that moment the world dissolves into only lips and tongues and harsh breaths and whispered “I love you”s and feverish skin against feverish skin and the heavy drag of him inside of you.

He hits your sensitive spot inside you again, and you make a strangled noise as you gasp and yank at his hair, throwing your head back at the waves of white-hot pleasure wracking your body again, forgetting everything other than his skin on yours and his cock filling you up.

Anakin is all you can feel.

“Aniii—”

The overwhelming sensitivity has you feeling close again, so close you can practically taste your orgasm, even if your mouth is completely dry from gasping his name over and over again.

Feeling your walls begin to pulsate erratically, Anakin knows you’re close again. All of a sudden, he pulls you even closer to him, something that seemed impossible, considering you’re already clinging to each other.

With every time Anakin thrusts into you, his pelvic bone drags along your clit, making you cry out his name in pleasure.

“A-Ani, please, I’m close,” you stutter out, your back arching as you push your hips into his.

Nodding above you, Anakin gasps and pants for air. “Fuck princess, me too,” he replies.

It feels like you are being ripped in half in the best way possible, your walls clenching and fluttering around his thick cock, causing him to let out some more strangled cries of his own.

“Please, Ani,” you whimper as you think about him filling you up and you tighten your walls around him once again. He gasps when you pulse around him, wanting him to spill his load inside of you, needing to see him fall apart.

One of his hands snake its way between their bodies to rub circles into your clit, making you jolt and scream. He turns his head, tucking it into your neck to swipe his tongue along the shell of your ear and whispers, “Cum for me, kitten.”

Mouth falling open, your muscles strain as you choke out a cry. And then you are gone, your eyes roll back into your head and your back arches high off the bed, as your world dissolves into pure ecstasy, coming for the fifth time that night.

“Ah fuck—“ he rasps, pushing himself up as he thrusts deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting your cervix again and again. “Are you gonna take my cum like a good girl? Will you let me fill you up until my pretty baby is messy, hm?”

You whine at his words, mouth dropping open in awe as you can barely open your eyes while you watch him, nodding tiredly as pleasure still courses through you. “Please, please.”

“Fuck, take it baby.” It washes over him instantly, hips stuttering into you as he grows desperate, eyes squeezing shut when he feels his cock throb inside of you before hot spurts of his seed splash along your walls, painting them in ribbons of white. The feeling makes you whimper, limbs limp on the bed as he shallowly thrusts into you, making sure you take every last drop.

His warm cum fills you up deeply, the mild heat of it settling deep inside you and causing you to squirm under him. Anakin pants as he lets his body slump against yours. His cock is still nuzzled deep within you, slowly softening as it keeps the cum from leaking out.

You bite your lip as you squeeze purposely around him. Anakin groans at the feeling, his large palms sliding up your sides in a soothing manner.

“Don’t do that.”

“Why not?” You giggle as your hands trail through his hair.

“Makes me hard again.” Your boyfriend mumbles.

“Hm, that’s kind of the point.” You continue to giggle.

Anakin chuckles as he pulls his head back, looking at you with a mirthful smile.

Your hands continue to play with his hair, feeling the damp strands slowly detangle as you take your time. “I was serious though, I’d love to try with you.”

“Try what?” He asks teasingly.

You tug at his hair playfully which makes him laugh. “You know exactly what I mean.”

You sigh dramatically as he continues to laugh.

“Alright, okay. I’ll be serious now.” He says, trying to keep himself from chuckling again.

You raise your eyebrow at him as you grin. “Sure.”

“Yeah, I’d love that too.” He whispers before he captures your lips in a deep kiss. You can feel his soft mouth smiling against yours as you whimper against him. You feel yourself melting against his embrace as he wraps his arms around you.

“Another round?” Anakin says cheekily once he pulls away, while he caresses your hips.

You giggle before he reunites your lips again. And as you both keep kissing each other languidly, you lose yourself in his kisses and affection.

The night is filled with your kisses, noises of pleasure and all the love you both share for one another.

It is safe to say that you both don’t leave the bed until tomorrow, late in the morning.

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possession · anakin skywalker x f!reader

hello there, @snippy-tano! i tried to do something different here, still respecting the core of your prompt and i wholeheartedly hope you enjoy this one, dear!

synopsis: you broke free from a cult a while ago. your leader - and ex-lover - wants you back.

⚠️ the jedi temple in this fic is a literal cult. ⚠️ this is a modern, no powers!au fic set in the 70s bc i’ve always wanted to write something set in that decade. even though this is very much a dubcon work, i still feel like it deserves the dead dove do not eat tag, as cults are a delicate subject and there’s a scene featuring a very inebriated reader and a very sexually eager cult leader!anakin. huge, blaring trigger warnings for drug abuse, manipulation, coercion, psychological abuse and many other toxic behaviors cult leaders are known for having. if you're a minor, stay away!

i lowkey think this would also work so well as an obi-wan fic but anakin was also very, very fun to write in this context. feel free to send me prompts involving him or obi anytime you like (i might take a bit long to write but maybe you’ll think it’s worth it!)

word count: 6.599 (shit that’s long!)

When you left the Jedi Temple, you felt like the world as you knew it before turned upside down. To put it in more precise terms, you felt like an unfrozen comic book hero that came back from the realm of the unconscious.

You’ve spent seven years of your life with little contact to the mundane world outside of what Anakin allowed you and the other members of the Temple to see, hear and taste. Your entire existence revolved around him and his needs - after all, Anakin Skywalker was The Chosen One. The Force itself, that mysterious energy field that binds the galaxy and all members of the Jedi Temple together in its arduous mission to bring peace, equality and compassion to an increasingly unfair, unequal and war-torn world, chose him to lead you. So how could you say no to such a noble mission?

And what a mission that was. Seeing yourself in a mirror after all you’ve been through without the rose-colored glasses sponsored by Anakin’s constant and almost mantra-esque praise to you was quite something.

Your body was begging for rest in every possible way - your hair had stopped growing, giant dark circles had formed under your eyes and you didn't even have time to eat properly among so many tasks that were assigned to you on a daily basis, resulting in a drastic change on how you looked. During your time under Anakin’s watch, you were PR, secretary, cook, coordinator, supervisor, presenter, confidant, administrator and one of his many lovers; the amount of titles growing every day while no kind of worldly remuneration appeared as a reward.

Thinking about Anakin still stirred so many difficult and confusing feelings inside you. He supposedly loved you more than anything else in the world, yet still brought so many other women to his bed. You were his and only his, yet your body was often the bargaining chip he offered in some of his treasured, nefarious deals with politicians, bankers and other powerful men like him, which you accepted gracefully to please him. And Lord, how you yearned to please him in any and every way you could. This feeling was the only one you were able to discern clearly out of so many that disappeared in the mental fog of overwork.

He was beautiful, even more dashing when his attention was directed entirely to you. His compliments meant more, his touches were more eager, his smiles wider when you did everything you could for his cause.

There were days you only thought about the good aspects of your past life - and there were days the only memories that pierced your mind were the bad ones. Yet it’s kinda funny how almost a year later after you left he is still the center of all these thoughts.

Even if your current life is stable, calm and fairly easy. Even if your current partner is an angel who does treat you like they indeed love you. Even if you made them a promise you would never, ever look back.

Anakin, as always, makes things way harder than they really need to be.

The weight of loving Anakin and his community became too heavy to bear for you and your partner around the same time, for widely different reasons that coincided with a period of growing closeness between you. The fact that what drew you to your current significant other was precisely how much they reminded you of Anakin made you worry about the future you were building together from the start, yet Anakin was an addiction you always knew you wouldn’t break free from easily.

(Better to wean off in gradually smaller doses than to quit cold turkey.)

Another thing you always knew was that your partner would adapt to this new life much easier than you did, as they weren't as loyal to the cause as you were. They found new friends that also became your friends, yet at dinners and parties you always felt a little more out of place than them. Your jokes didn’t quite land, you were never the funniest or smartest on the table, not even for a minute, despite how hard they always tried to make you feel included. It’s always been like that for you, really, except for the time you were there.

With Anakin. By his side.

The feeling of belonging somewhere, especially when accompanied (or led) by a beautiful, well-spoken and ambitious man is a hell of a drug. A drug strong enough to numb the rage within you brought by the memories of the alienation and paranoia spiral he instilled in you constantly. The memories of the countless sleepless nights you’ve spent dealing with Anakin’s coke-fueled persecution complex. The unspeakable things he had you do to prove you were by his side and not against him and the cause.

A drug strong enough to make you accept a specific invitation.

At the beginning of a certain day, a stranger bumped into you while you walked into the street and left a piece of paper in your coat’s pocket. Classic Temple method of sending a message. However, instead of the usual threats and condemnations for leaving the community, you find something else entirely new.

Anakin wanted to speak to you. Alone.

You’d go just to get some much needed closure for what you went through by his side. Just that. Close this chapter of your life once and for all. After all, what harm could a simple conversation do?

You felt horrified that you still found yourself wondering what he’d think of you now; deep down you were afraid of him giving up on you entirely even though you truly didn’t want to be part of his mess anymore. Yet not having a door open to his path anymore frightened you to your core because even with its hundred million flaws, you still saw the Temple as a place you belonged in.

You feared that feeling in itself. Every decision it made you take. All the euphoria it still, regrettably and shamefully, brings you.

Your partner notices you growing more silent by the day as the calendar approaches the fateful date. Your mind was in a complete state of turmoil. You left the Temple months ago, determined to start a new life for yourself, one free from the darkness that had consumed you before. But despite your best efforts, you couldn't shake the memories of what had transpired between you and Anakin, or the longing you felt for the leader who had shown you for the first time, even if in his own twisted way, what it was like to have an entire community to go back to, one that appreciated you.

You feel a familiar flutter in your stomach, a mix of anticipation and fear that you couldn't ignore every time you think a little too much about Anakin's intense gaze and commanding presence. What would he say when he saw you? Would he be angry at you for leaving, or would he welcome you back with open arms? And more importantly, why would you even want to be welcomed back?

As you sat across from each other at the dinner table night after night, your partner couldn't help but notice the faraway look in your eyes. You seemed to be lost in thought most of the time, and your change in behavior coincided with the growing feeling you shared that you were being spied on by Temple’s members everywhere you went. Your partner, more than anyone else, knew what the Temple meant to you, and that leaving it behind had been a difficult and painful process for you both, but they couldn't help but feel frustrated that they couldn't seem to reach you.

And, dreadfully, that they know the reason why.

August 31st, 1979

As you drove to the address indicated in the now crumpled piece of paper, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous, reprehensible excitement building within you. It had been so long since you had felt this kind of intensity, this kind of connection to something greater than yourself. The memories of your time in the cult - your partner made sure to repeat this word to you as often as they could - flooded back to you, and you felt a sense of longing and belonging that you hadn't felt in a very long time.

But beneath the surface of your excitement, there was also a deep sense of fear and trepidation. You knew what Anakin was capable of, how he could push you to your limits and beyond. You remembered all the pain and all the humiliation, the sense of being stripped down to your very core. But even as these memories surfaced, you couldn't help but feel drawn to the system who had once held such power over you. You knew that what you were doing was dangerous, that you were walking a fine line between ecstasy and the destruction of everything you’ve built away from his grasp. But as you approach the place where you’ll meet him, you feel a sense of inevitability wash over you. You were in too deep, and there was no turning back now.

The few Temple members always present by Anakin’s side - you know them too well, after all, most of them also shared the same bed you slept on most nights - all welcome you with a disarming kindness that the outside world and its people just can’t match, even with the many hurtful words that were exchanged when you and your partner left. The outside world could never match such selflessness and forgiveness. This realization breaks your heart so strongly you swear you can feel it physically. Did I do wrong by leaving? Is it too late to have it all back? Why am I questioning myself over my safe, sane, final choice?

Padmé, Sabé, Ahsoka, they’re all wide smiles, lighthearted jokes and they exude a strong feeling of happiness for having you, even if for a short while, around them again. Despite an initial distrust from your part that manifested itself through curt words, you eventually engage in lively chatter with the girls like nothing between you ever changed. You talk about everything and nothing at the same time as you all tried to avoid the elephant in the room: the reason you were there.

Your smile falters when Padmé hands you a white, delicate, flimsy gown that leaves you feeling way more exposed than you’ve ever been since you left. She notices your discomfort and places a hand on your shoulder. “This is all about healing. We’re so happy you’re back.”

This specific dress is only used by women who go through The Rebirth. A private ceremony between the Temple’s leader and a follower that promises to bring the follower closer to the divine.

Despite how close you were to Anakin, you were never invited to a ritual of his yourself, you just heard of them. He always told you you didn’t need it and you knew better than to probe him about it. It’s funny how the opportunity appeared only after you left his circle.

All you knew was that the Temple’s rituals, usually aimed at the unruly, alternated through a range of activities and experiences intended to be intense, transformative, and meaningful; perfectly crafted to reach people Anakin couldn’t solely reach through words or promises. These imperfect followers would afterwards appear completely different after their closer encounters to the Force. Some left the Temple, some stayed. But they were all similarly profoundly changed: some women disappeared, some women started to believe in miracles, some became part of his inner circle.

“I’m… I’m just here to talk t--”

“And that’s all you’ll do, if that’s what you want. But keep in mind it's not every day that you’ll get to be a part of something like this.”

You begrudgingly nod, forcing yourself to smile again. “Okay.”

“You trust me?”

“I do.”

“I’ll tell him you’re here. Could you please change your clothes while I go up there? Remember we need you to be as comfortable as possible, so please don’t wear anything underneath the dress.”

“Okay.”

You close your eyes as you feel your stomach dropping. You take a few deep breaths.

You were just reminded of what you didn’t miss about the Temple.

Ahsoka and Sabé promptly offer to help you in changing clothes, which you accept. A few minutes later, Padmé returns with a kind expression on her face, extending a hand towards you. “Master Skywalker is waiting for you.”

You take her hand and follow her through the series of steps. You felt your heart racing as you were led deeper into the building. You knew that you’d been tricked, but now it was too late to turn back. You could feel the intensity of the ritual building around you, and you knew that you were in for something far more riskier than you had bargained for.

You finally arrive at the door and, surprisingly, Padmé gives you a warm hug before leaving. Some minutes pass, no sign of anything or anyone. Were you supposed to knock or something…?

Before you could answer that question to yourself, Anakin opens the door and the oxygen is ripped out of your lungs in a way you couldn’t anticipate. You’re like a fish out of water; you can hardly believe your eyes. There he is, the one person you thought you'd never see again, standing before you.

Anakin's bathed by the muted light of candles in a sight that could be painted by the Force itself. He’s shirtless, wearing only sweatpants, his golden skin and defined physique bared for you to see. He moves some rebellious strands away from his eyes to see you more clearly.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you struggle to catch your breath at the sight of him. The room is too hot, seeing him again is too overwhelming. You want to leave, to get as far away from this place as possible. But before you can make your way back, Anakin holds your arm, his voice calm and reassuring. “Are you okay?” he asks softly.

You shake your head, unable to form words.

"Come in," he says, taking you inside gently. “No need to be scared.”

As he envelops you in his arms and closes the door, you are immediately struck by the religious imagery that surrounds you. There are symbols and icons everywhere, each one imbued with its own powerful meaning. The space feels simultaneously cozy and imposing, the perfect balance between comfort and awe.

Your eyes drift across the room, taking in the details. There are candles burning in every corner, casting flickering shadows on the walls. The air is thick with incense, a heady mix of spice and smoke. In the center of the room, there is an altar, adorned with offerings and gifts.

He leads you to a quiet corner of the room. There, he holds you close, murmuring words of comfort and reassurance.

"I can’t believe you came, little bird," he says. "I’ve missed you.”

You can feel the strength of his arms around you, the familiar scent of his skin. As he pulls away and looks into your eyes, you can see a mixture of emotions playing across his face. You're not sure what he's thinking, but you sure can sense the power he still holds over you, especially when he calls you by that pet name. Despite your best intentions, you know that being in his presence again will be a test of your willpower and resolve. It’s already being one, to be honest.

As you struggle to calm down from your panic attack, Anakin continues to hold you close and stroke your hair. You feel his gentle touch and the steady rhythm of his breath, and it begins to soothe you. You hate the fact that it’s soothing you.

He speaks to you softly, using words you can barely hear as you focus on slowing your breathing. "You're safe here," he says, "You're with me again, and everything will be okay."

You look up at him, trying to speak, but your voice is still caught in your throat. He nods, understanding, and simply holds you a little tighter.

As he continues to speak in soothing tones, you try to remind yourself that his words are simply a means to an end, a way to control you once again. Your mind races as you struggle to push away the memories of what he's done to you in the past. But despite your attempts to resist, you can't deny the feeling of safety that washes over you in his embrace.

You know that you shouldn't give in to his words, that you should fight back and leave this place. But deep down, a part of you yearns for the familiar comfort of the Temple, of him. The part of you that craves his attention, his approval, his touch. Who can’t get enough of it.

In that moment, you realize that you're falling prey to him all over again, despite everything you've been through. You feel a deep sense of shame and disgust at yourself, but it's drowned out by the overwhelming desire to be near him once more. Even if for a while.

That makes it even harder for you to speak. Your voice seems to have been swallowed up by the overwhelming emotions churning inside of you. You used to be so confident and outspoken while you were under his wing, but now you feel like a mere shadow of yourself, unsure of what to say or how to act. You hate how vulnerable you feel in his presence, how powerless you are against the pull he has over you. So you just stare, unable to do much else.

Anakin briefly lets go of you to gently touch your hand. He looks at you intently, his piercing gaze locked onto yours. "I understand how overwhelming this is for you, but I promise you you're safe with me. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to.”

“Why did you want to speak to me?” You protest, your voice cracking as you force the words out of you, almost as a way of rebelling against his guidance. You pull away and distance yourself from him.

Skywalker looks at you with a solemn expression, searching your face. "I called you here because I want to offer you a chance at redemption," he says, his voice steady and calm. "I know you've been struggling with feelings of inadequacy since you left us. I just want to help you find your way back to the right path."

He pauses for a moment, letting his words sink in. “You were always one of my most faithful Knights," he continues. "I know you still have that spark inside of you. The spark that made you believe in me, that made you want to devote yourself to this. I want to help you rekindle that spark.”

You feel a wave of conflicting emotions wash over you as you listen to his words. Part of you wants to believe him, to trust that he has your best interests at heart. But another part of you is wary, remembering that the only reason he knows that, literally, is because he’s been ordering people to follow you.

“I don't know if I can trust you,” you manage to say, your voice shaking slightly.

Anakin’s expression softens, and he takes a step closer to you. "I understand why you might feel that way," he says. "But I want to assure you that I have no intention of hurting you. I want to help you heal, to help you find peace and purpose in your life. All you have to do is trust me. I promise that I'll be there for you every step of the way."

“Even if I don’t stay?”

You notice a flash of desperation in his eyes, which he tries to conceal. “We have something for you much more powerful than what your current life is offering you. And I think you know that, too.”

“I left for a reason.”

“And I can give you many others to come back. Your new life is just an illusion, a temporary fix to a problem that will only grow worse.” As he speaks to you, you feel his words sinking into your mind. He’s a specialist at tearing down the walls you’ve built to protect yourself from his influence, brick by fucking brick.

“I love my partner. That’s… that’s not an illusion.” You answer, not really believing your own words.

“A partner you’ve found here. A partner you’ve chosen to live a life with where you constantly look for things to try to fill the emptiness of not being here.”

You feel a maelstrom of emotions swirling within you, making it difficult to discern which way is up. The memories of the past, the good and the bad, flood your mind, clouding your judgment. You want to believe that you can be free from Anakin and live a normal life, but something inside you is drawn to his words. Something that also reminds you that there’s no such thing as a normal life after this one, after meeting him, after letting him in control for so long.

The thought of giving him another chance both terrifies and excites you, and you feel yet another wave of guilt crashing unto you for even entertaining it. He can tell he put you in a tug-of-war between what you know is right and what you truly want. “I only want what’s best for you. Deep down you know that being here is where you truly belong.”

"I don't know anymore. It's just... it's really not that simple--" You hesitate, noticing how his gaze is morphing into something much less fraternal the moment he notices there’s ground for his persuasiveness to tread on. You step back and start walking in the opposite direction, not noticing how easy you’re making it for him to corner you. He slowly, predatorily follows your steps.

“What's not simple about it? I know we bring you more fulfillment than anything or anyone else in this world.”

“I’m confused, Master!” You yelp, your heart beating fast once again at the looming threat of history repeating itself and at the shock of you instinctively calling him by his title again. You knock over an offering and you cover your mouth while trying not to hyperventilate once more.

“Then let me help you. Come back home and we can work through this together.” Successfully having you where he needed you to be, he moves your hand away from your mouth, almost whispering as he lowers his head to speak closer to your ears. “You just need the right guidance, the right push. And I am here to give that to you.”

“They are so devoted to you. I don't know if I can be like them. What if I change my mind again?”

"Don't worry about them. You're not like anyone else. You're special.” You find yourself getting lost in his words, feeling a sense of comfort that you haven't experienced in such a long time. You know that you shouldn't trust him, that he's just trying to fuck with you, but you can't help the way you're feeling. “I can mold you into the perfect follower, the perfect partner, the perfect lover. You'll be amazed at what we can accomplish together. It’s not like you don’t already know, right?"

In that moment, you're no longer the strong-willed person who left the Temple behind. Instead, you're a vulnerable follower once again, willing to do anything to please your leader.

“I mean it when I say I’ve missed you. You don’t know what you do to me,” he confesses in a raspy, needy tone while his fingers gently move the straps of your dress away from your shoulders, making you shiver. His need for you also tore down some of his own walls. “Couldn’t fucking breathe knowing you were living with someone else.”

“Anakin–” you squeak, breathless as the silky fabric slides easily above your skin and pools at your feet, leaving you bare in front of him like a freshly prepared meal. Vulnerable doesn’t even start to define how afraid, uncertain and exposed you feel right now. Anakin seems to notice things are going at a pace that’s not compatible with how frail your trust in him is, so he does his best to keep his composure and go back on track.

“Lie down for me at the altar, little bird.” He orders, his tone very artificially patient.

Trembling, you do as you're told. The marble is cold against your skin and you flinch at the touch, the heat of the candles balancing your temperature when you finish positioning yourself.

“You were lost, but now you're found. You were blind, but now you see.” He intimately preaches for your ears only, punctuating his command with the softest of caresses on your cheek. Your voice weakly paired with his at the last few words, as you remembered them with a painful familiarity and ease. “You thought you could leave me behind, but you belong to me. You belong to this community and now we will reforge that bond. Would you like that?”

You close your eyes, the certainty of your fate now making place to a strange serenity. “Yes.”

“Good.” He replies, pouring oil in his hands and spreading it between his palms and fingers. “Now relax. You will be enlightened and empowered like never before.” His hands firmly massage your skin in unhurried movements making your stomach flood with butterflies, his touch as inebriating as the whirlwind of thoughts running inside your head. “I sense so much fear flowing through you.”

You moan in response to the smooth sliding of his hands over your tense body. As Anakin applies pressure to your muscles, making them feel looser and more relaxed by the minute, you shiver at the realization of how much you missed being this close to him in such an intimate way. “Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate…”

“Hate… leads to suffering.” You complete, swallowing hard afterwards as if to clean how dirty you felt by falling into this as easily as you did.

“Exactly. Let yourself be at ease. You carry a heavy burden, love, and it's my job to help you lighten that load.” You can feel the purpose of his touch gradually morph into something much more unvirtuous as he palms your abdomen and moves upwards, now fondling both of your breasts exploratorily, basking on how velvety your skin feels after all this time you’ve spent apart.

A flicker of apprehension rushes through your veins as you sluggishly try to move his hands away from you, but instead your limbs just rest atop of his, your relaxed body unable to follow through with any movement that demands more than a few active brain cells. A wave of anger at yourself and at him rolls weakly through your mind, promptly subdued by how blurred the lines between pleasure and shame start to feel on your mind and frame. His soft touch starts driving you a little crazy; after what seems like forever, he finally tweaks your nipples, eliciting a soft whimper out of you.

“Let me take care of you,” he quietly pleads, hopefully having noticed to some degree that you still were trying to resist him in some way. While Anakin continues to knead the soft flesh, his thumb flicking across your nipple until it’s painfully erect, the other slowly goes down your abdomen until it reaches the most sensitive part of you. You sigh, utterly, impossibly resigned to the situation that’s unfolding. Also to let go, at least partially, of the anxiety that’s creepingly festering in your guts. “You deserve to be loved. To be here with me. You deserve everything that’s about to return in your life.”

Your eyes water at his words. It’s not that your partner doesn’t love you or make you feel like you don't deserve love, but it's overwhelming to hear this from Anakin after you loved him like you did (and maddeningly, regretfully, still do). Your partner gave you love, but not much else - and if there's something you learned from your time away from the Temple is that just romantic love isn’t enough when your new life didn't give you other people to rely on, didn’t scratch that persistent fucking itch that never really went away after you left the Temple.

You woke up every day feeling like you were missing something, like there was a hole in your chest that couldn’t be filled. You tried to distract yourself by immersing yourself in a new job, new hobbies, new social life. You went out with people, attended events, participated in activities of leisure, but the ache never really went away. You talked to people, but it all felt surface-level, small talk that went nowhere and meant nothing.

You started to feel like you were going crazy. Why couldn’t you just be satisfied? You have a partner who loves you, a job you enjoy, decent, lively people surrounding you both. You loathed yourself for the fact that the answer always led to the same place and person you prided yourself in leaving. You started to withdraw into yourself, keeping your feelings to yourself, afraid of burdening others with your problems. You didn’t want to seem ungrateful or needy, so you bottled everything up. But it only made things worse.

It made things bad enough that you searched for the only solution that could soothe it all easily. That always had all the answers all the time, regardless of the personal cost they had to you.

Anakin’s grayish eyes stare profoundly into yours for long seconds before he kisses you intensely. You eagerly retribute, his fingers still spreading the growing wetness between your legs in unhurried yet precise circular motions that make you moan unreservedly into his mouth. You can feel the slightest taste of whiskey and that bitter pill he always took on his tongue as a small reminder of everything you’re agreeing on letting take over the control of your life again, yet there's no way in hell you’re letting it go now. As a sign of such commitment, you cling to one of the arms that are stimulating you as if it’s a lifeline, an act that makes him smirk into the kiss and let out an appreciative groan. He’s still careful, though, trying hard not to lean entirely on the familiarity of how your body yearns for him, as this is above all your return back home. He needs to act accordingly.

His movements start to probe your cunt a bit further and after a little while of teasing, he inserts two fingers inside of you, his lips letting go of yours briefly just so he can hear how precious you sound while getting filled by his digits. You comply with his wish, letting your satisfaction echo inside the dimly lit room along with the filthy sound of how ready you are for him. “I’ve missed this so much.” He groans, letting out a shaky breath he shares with you as he feels the heat spreading under your skin, manifesting itself through glittery beads of sweat that start glistening over your figure.

“Me too, Master,” you whimper, a tempestuous river surging through your veins as you angle your hips repeatedly to meet his thrusts. He seems to understand your desperation, and it’s his turn to comply with your request. His thumb moves towards your pulsing clit and starts circling it in sync with the movement of his other fingers, setting your nerves on fire.

Perhaps in order to get even more of you in the matter of sound, he goes back to putting his mouth to good use. You let out a shrill cry of pleasure as his mouth meets the breast he was previously fondling, while he expertly curls his fingers up to rub your G-spot after relentlessly scissoring them inside you. His teeth rake across your nipple and you jolt, arching your back in a desperate attempt to get closer.

He has a look of hunger in his eyes as he stares you down, delighted at the effect he's having on you. "You're doing so well for me, little bird, so fucking wet," The noise that rips from your throat as an answer is halfway between a guttural moan and a desperate whine as your walls spasm and contract around his fingers. "Come for me." He commands in a hiss, resting his glistening forehead against the side of your head as your muscles convulse in staccato.

You can practically feel stars exploding all over your body in wonderful pinpricks of pleasure as he coaxes from you the most intense orgasm you've ever had. You let out incoherent moans and whimpers while he continues fingering you through your high; you're floating in a bubble of submission and he knows he has to help you land gently on the ground. "I'm so proud of you, baby." He praises softly into your ear before ceasing his ministrations and taking the fingers coated in your release to his own tongue, to your hazy astonishment.

“Thank you for that.” You breath, a confession of how much you needed to feel once more what he was capable of doing. He nods affectionately in return before distancing himself from you to wander nearby, and at the corner of your eye you see him pouring a red liquid on a small glass cup. You sigh in a bit of a fucked up pride at seeing how tented his sweatpants are. After he’s done, he comes back and hands it to you.

“Drink.”

You don’t question. You throw your sense of self-preservation out of the window perhaps as some kind of punishment to yourself over coming to him and still trusting him like that regardless of everything you went through. After lifting your torso just enough to be able to drink something without choking, you down the cup’s content in one swift gulp, a pleasant, sweet flavor filling your mouth. Your master strokes your hair fondly with a warm smile on his face, and kisses your forehead before you lie down again. “Now, for the main part of the rebirth, you might feel a slight tingling spread across your body as this potion does its magic. But don’t worry. This is the official beginning of a new life for you.” He instructs, now positioning himself between your legs, which he has no problem at all to part.

Along with the tingling, you begin to feel a sensation of euphoria spreading through your body. Your mind is flooded with intense feelings of pleasure and happiness, and you feel as though you are floating on air.

Everything around you seems brighter and more vibrant than before. You notice the colors of the flowers attached to one of the offerings near you, and the smell of aromatic plants seems more potent - it’s as if a veil has lifted, and you've been given new sight.

As you look at Anakin, who now stands above you revealing what’s hidden below the thick fabric of his pants and positioning his throbbing cock inside your dripping pussy, you find yourself even more drawn to him in a way that you didn’t think was possible. You maniacally reevaluate the entire perception of him in your mind - have you ever truly given him the chance he deserved? You were now sure the things your partner said about him were the unfounded, harmful brainwash. Anakin was the Chosen One! He could do no wrong ever. How could he do wrong if you’re feeling so invincible, so blessed, so in love?

So absurdly, out of your mind wet?

Anakin notices your eagerness, chuckling at how twitchy and desperate you’ve become for him. He mumbles something about how beautiful of a fucktoy you are for him now, how you always have been, and all you can think about is you love the way his mouth moved when he talked. The forward way he set his jaw, making his teeth meet with such delicacy, enunciating every word. You want him to own you, you think before he kisses your sodden mouth and idly strokes himself.

Anakin obliges after a short while, entering you in one swift motion. He lets out a long groan. “Holy shit,” he breathes. You shut your eyes and wrap your arms around his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin when he begins to move, slowly pulling out and in at first. Every sound, every texture, every sensation is amplified to an almost overwhelming degree. You feel surges of energy coursing through your veins every time he reaches spots within you you didn’t even know existed.

His breathing is ragged and his eyes are half closed when you tilt your face up and kiss him sloppily, giving the green light for him to go faster. Your need is urgent, there is no possibility for precision. You wanted to spread the exquisite poison that he had given you. “I love you,” you yelp, “I'm madly in love with you.”

“My little bird,” he heaves, heavy breath syncing up with yours as he moves deliciously inside of you at a growingly unforgiving pace. Anakin lowers his head so his lips can hover over your ear and beckon you with an unholy invitation. “If you really mean it, come back home. Tonight.”

“Fuck. I don’t know if I can--” you whine, your hands palming his chest aimlessly as he fucks you to the moon and back, the loud sound of skin against skin driving you both insane. He’s bestowing upon you a blessing no one ever could, each thrust unceremoniously ripping yelp to pathetic yelp from your throat along with every remaining logical thought inside your head. “Fuck!”

“Of course you fucking know. You’ll always be welcome back home.” he murmurs against your neck in between kisses and bruising nips. ”Come back to me and you can have this everyday. Nothing needs to be the same.” A strong jolt of pleasure rocks you as his hand creeps down your inner thigh to masturbate you while you move against him for more sensation. A long, low moan vibrates in your chest. He shushes you with another deep kiss as your hips buck from the maddening pressure.

Very amused at how drenched you were, how you mewled at his every touch, he manipulates you with teasing circles until it was too much. You dissolve into pleasure so intensely you can barely register the exact moment you soak him as well in your juices, milking him for all that is worth in the way. He doesn’t take long to follow, his hips stuttering as he empties himself inside you in thick spurts that make you feel impressively full. You keep clenching around him, not willing to let him go, a wide smile on his face at his achievement and at the work of art he crafted so masterfully. He’s genuinely fucking brilliant at this.

“Nothing needs to be the same.” You repeat in a drunken stupor, moving hair strands from your sweaty face as you smile back to him, framed perfectly like yet another offering in his marble altar.

Perhaps his most prized one.

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker smut #star wars smut #reader insert #star wars fanfiction

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psychosith · 6 months

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Echo

cal kestis x reader

summary: despite being close for years, you and cal go your separate ways after a particularly harsh argument. cal doesn’t see or hear of you for a long time, but stumbles across an old jacket of yours that reveals something to him

warnings: angsttttt, yelling/arguing, injuries, death, perhaps ooc!mean cal

a/n: i’m so sorry to the reqs sitting in my drafts ive had no motivation😭 specifically to the person who requested modern!anakin @ a halloween party it’s a little late for that now i feel like…. but anyways y’all might not know this but i’m obsessed w our boy cal and UGH. this prompt from @fallen-vic just struck me right and i had to get writing right away

the last four months had been a blur.

one second you were stripping an old star destroyer on bracca with cal, and the next he was fighting an imperial inquisitor while you cowered away in the corner. then you had boarded a ship with a lanky woman and abrasive latero. they had taken you to a planet hidden from the empire, a place where you thought you and cal could live safely. you couldn’t have been more wrong.

cal returned from the temple on bogano that first day talking about restoring the jedi order and a holocron? from there, it was all downhill. back and forth between kashyyyk, zeffo, and dathomir, all the while cal was forced to face strong enemies that left him on the brink of death every day. and you were tasked with patching him up at the end of every mission.

too many times have you entered his rooms while he was preparing to leave again and begged him to stay. it was always the same answer- i’ll be back before you know it. he couldn’t know, though, the feelings you harbored for him. he couldn’t understand how it pained you physically to watch him leave and come back beaten and bruised. but you stayed, because you loved him, and because you believed he wanted you with him.

it was all too much for you today. it seemed insane; they were planning to infiltrate the fortress inquisitorius and retrieve the holocron. you had stopped on a small planet to stock up on supplies before the big mission, and you were in your usual position: pleading with cal.

“cal, please,” you begged, tears welling up in your eyes. “this is just- it’s too dangerous cal! i mean, an imperial fort, for fucks sake! cal, if you didn’t come back from this… i don’t know-“

he cut you off with a reassuring hand on your arm. “y/n, i’ll be alright. i’ll have cere with me, and i’m stronger than ever. trust me.”

“you say that every time, you know. and every time, without fail, you come back closer to death than i’ve ever seen you. cal, we’ve found you passed out in the mud on kashyyyk. we’ve found you slumped against a generator on zeffo with a blaster wound in your stomach. no one will be there to find you if things go wrong this time, cal.” you say numbly, vaguely aware that there’s nothing you can say to make him stay.

“you’re being dramatic.” he says plainly. “you have no reason to be worried. i always come back, y/n. this time will be no different. you need to calm down.”

you groan in frustration, at his naïveté. “no, cal! you don’t understand… how much it hurts to watch you go. and who knows where you would be without me to put your pieces back together.”

you hear him scoff and look down at your hands as tears finally fall down your cheeks. you can tell he’s stressed by the tension in his shoulders.

“without you? y/n, i don’t need you to do this.” his words hurt, but you try to tell yourself the mission is getting to his head, that he doesn’t mean what he’s saying.

“y/n,” he says, waving a hand in front of your face, “did you hear me? i. don’t. need. you. if you’re so worried about me, maybe you should just leave. then i wouldn’t be bothering you so much.” he stood up angrily and marched off.

was he being honest? did he really want you to leave? all these years you had told yourself that he needed you with him, but maybe you had been mistaken.

you didn’t give yourself time to think. cere and greez had both made it clear that your presence on the mantis was unnecessary, and now that cal had said the same you had to go. you only packed the bare essentials: a canister of water, a couple weeks of rations, and a thick jacket for cold nights. you left through the front entrance without a word to anyone. cal simply watched you go.

a year later - cal's pov

there was no use in trying to hide it, it had been a hard year for cal. a year made much harder by your absence. he had tried to tell himself that you leaving was your decision, that it wasn't his fault. but as he played the argument over in his mind he found himself regretting everything he'd said. cal had been nervous, scared even, of the upcoming mission in the fortress. he'd let trilla and the empire get in his head, and it had cost him everything.

even after he'd retrieved the holocron - and ultimately destroyed it - he never searched for you. he didn't know why. the urge had struck him many times, but he never knew where to begin looking or what he would say to get you back.

it hurt even now, as cal lay in his bunk on the mantis weeping silently to himself. the mantis was empty, the engine humming softly as it flew through hyperspace. all the lights were out and cal's pillow was damp with tears. he hesitantly rose from his bed, staggering to the navigation panel in a sleep-deprived stupor. his cheeks are stained and his hair is tousled as he falls back into the pilot's chair, and he plugs the coordinates to a forgotten outer rim planet into the navigation system.

cal was exhausted, hungry, and mentally drained, but he managed to make it back to his bunk before he passed out.

. . .

something in the cockpit beeped quite loudly, waking cal from his sleep and alerting him that they were nearing their destination. the royal blue color of nez peron was pleasing to the eye, but brought back painful memories for cal. this was where they had made their last supply run before heading toward the fortress. this was the last place he saw the love of his life.

landing the mantis was the easy part; finding you, not so much. cal started in the sparse cities, scanning cantinas and shops, asking about a y/n l/n at every apartment complex and inn. he began to lose hope as he neared the edge of the latest city. just then he remembered you talking absentmindedly as he worked on his lightsaber, saying how it was your dream to live in the forest and live off the lands. it sounded crazy at the time, but now it made sense.

with a newfound passion, cal began searching the forests and plains for you. each dead end made him want to find you more and more, but there were no signs of life anywhere he looked.

one day, he was scanning the ground for any human tracks when a piece of fabric caught his eye. it was dusty, black, and oddly familiar. there were pieces of the same fabric just a little further up the trail he was following. up ahead, cal could just make out the shape of your thick winter coat on the ground.

his steps picked up into a light jog as he neared the jacket. as he examined it closer, he saw a dark stain had dried down on the stomach, and when he bent over to pick it up he was flooded with a powerful force echo.

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you had misjudged how hard life in the wild would be. the coat you wore did almost nothing to keep you warm, the water you brought only lasted for a few days, and the rations you thought would last had gone bad within the month. you were cold and hungry, and had only a pairing knife to ward off any threats in the forest. this would be a crucial mistake.

it was a particularly cold day and you were resting against a tree when you heard the crunch of leaves and the distinct mechanical whirring of an electrostaff. raiders. well, just one this time. it was a difficult feat, but you managed to ward off the raider not without sustaining many injuries. you had garnered a deep wound in your thigh and a large gash in your shoulder, luckily most of your vital organs were intact.

you hardly had time to catch your breath before a large mammal had sprung up from a ditch and pinned you to the ground. you screamed and struggled for your knife. your wounds had impaired your fighting skills, and you didn’t last long before the predator had beaten you into the floor. it was so, so cold. you must have lost your jacket at some point. you supposed the animal had lost interest, as it wandered off back into the trees, leaving you in a pool of your own blood.

the sun set behind the trees and you were still laying there, unable to move, slowly succumbing to the cold embrace of death. you could form only one coherent thought in your adrenaline crazed mind, and thus it became your last word.

“cal”

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the memory was like a knife to the heart for cal. he was helpless as he watched you draw your last breath, only to utter his name before closing your eyes for the final time. it finally dawned on him.

you were dead.

cal fell to his knees beside your tattered coat, a broken cry escaping his lips. it was all his fault. if’s and should’ves ran circles around his mind, but he understood the depth of this. you were gone, stolen from this world far to soon. cal mourned. he sobbed into his hands for hours on end, cursing you for leaving, cursing cere and greez for letting you leave, and cursing himself for letting his love for you blind him. of course he needed you. he always would. but he couldn’t have you any more.

his mind was blurry as he frantically followed the path he was on, searching for your body. he tripped and stumbled down a leaf covered hill, where he saw you. you were exactly as you were in the force echo, but your cheeks were hollow and your skin was sickly green. you had been dead for a long time. cal ran to your body, crying your name. he hoisted you into his arms and wept into your dirty hair.

“i love you” he muttered softly, hoping that perhaps you could hear the words he was to cowardly to speak when you were alive.

a/n 2: BYE the ending is so rushed. sorry.

#cal kestis x reader #cal kestis #jedi survivor #jedi fallen order #star wars #star wars x reader #angst #hurt/no comfort #i'm sad #din djarin x reader #anakin skywalker x reader

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princessbrunette · 5 months

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What if your older brothers best friend anakin stays the night at your house and you sneak into bed with him because you had a nightmare <3

esp if you’ve known him for a very long time, no one batting an eye when you’re being touchy with him, play fighting on the couch. you know you’re pushing your luck when you turn up at the guest room door where he’s staying, in the tiniest pyjamas and a pout he can’t resist saying something about “cant sleep, had a really bad dream ani, i don’t know what to do.”

he’s half awake, so probably not thinking straight because he knows if he was fully awake he’d know this was an awful idea. he lets you duck into the room anyway, looking around the hallway before shutting the door saying something along the lines of “alright, jesus kid, come on, be quick about it.” whilst ushering you to bed.

you’re all sleepy and pliant which makes you extra touchy, pushing your warm body up against his making him freeze for a moment. “sorry, m’just scared.” you offer as an apology, and he pities you so he’s rubbing your back, tonguing pensively at his lip piercing as he pulls you closer, your body practically straddling his thigh. he doesn’t miss the mewl you let out when he lifts his thigh beneath you a little, pressing it to your cunt.

it doesn’t stop there, your hips squirming, anakin giving in and groping you as things spiral quickly out of control. “fuck, c’mon are you trying to get me kicked out? stay quiet for me.” he’d be all mean about it bc he just feels so guilty for fucking his best friends little sister under the same roof :(( but you came to him, so it’s technically not his fault right?

#anon #modern!anakin prompt #modern!anakin #bbf!anakin #anakin skywalker drabble #anakin skywalker prompt

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faexfilms · 6 months

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Say Yes to Me | Modern Ani! AU

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/ reader

Summary: Anakin ends up going with you to a college Halloween party only after he sees the risqué costume you chose to wear, only to get jealous and take you back to your apartment…(friends to lovers)

Warnings: (Fluff, a wee bit of angst, jealousy, slight degradation, p in v sex, smut, kinda cockwarming?)

Word count: 4.6k (idek how that happened)

@queenie-official was the one that gave the original prompt of modern Ani going with you to a Halloween party and getting jealous and the idea was too good to resist!

✧･ﾟ:*

"And you really think that's a good idea?" Anakin asked teasingly, his eyes settling on the bathroom door to your apartment. Trying to ignore the small glimpses of skin he saw from the crack you left open so you could hear him as you changed. Watching as you moved around, assembling different pieces of the costume that you wouldn't tell him about.

You tightened the white corset you were wearing around your waist as you looked in the mirror, leaning into the sink to give your makeup a quick onceover. "Why not? It's a Halloween party, it's not like I'm giving up my soul."

He ignored your sarcasm as he absentmindedly focused on the door, thoughts running through his mind. You knew he disliked halloween, yet you didn't understand the full extent as to why. You just assumed it was a part of his usual grumpy and antisocialness so you didn't question that too much. But you did question why he was so hesitant about you dressing up and going to a college party.

"I wouldn't say that..." He disagreed as he held your childhood teddy bear within his hands. Throwing it up into the air and catching it as he waited for you to be done already, him going a little stir crazy from just sitting out here waiting.

You rolled your eyes as you finally opened the door, turning off your bathroom light as you came to stand by your full length mirror. Adjusting the short piece of fabric sitting atop your thighs, feeling the lengthily fabric billow behind you as you moved across your room. "You're so overdramatic, lighten up...You're only a college student once in your life, you might as well enjoy it."

You could hear the scoff he let out before he looked over to your form a few feet away from him. Seeing the costume that you had been hiding from him for weeks, knowing that he wouldn't like it. And that was enough to stop any smart retort coming out of his mouth.

You missed the way his eyes rolled down you body, looking at the back of your bare thighs above your black sheer knee-high socks, seeing a small glimpse of your cleavage in the mirror above your ruffle like top, the way your corset pushed your boobs even more together. He almost stopped breathing.

"What the fuck are you wearing?"

His eyebrows furrowed intensely as he looked at you, his voice raising ever so slightly as he watched you drag your fingers through the curls in your hair, separating them as you didn't even spare him a a glance. You knew he would act like this and yet you wore what you wanted to anyway. He wasn't going to stop you.

"It's called a costume, dimwit..." You shrugged innocently, meeting his eyes in the mirror as he sat on your bed.

"Not like that...No way..." He shook his head, speaking more to himself than he was to you. Not even forming a coherent sentence, just stating his disapproval.

You sighed as you finally turned around to look at him, narrowing your eyes at him as he sat at full attention on the edge of your bed, his big hands settled on his knees as he sat with his legs spread. "Too bad."

You looked him right in his pouty little eyes, knowing that they wouldn't work on you. Speaking to him to make sure that he heard you before grabbing your matching boots, sitting on the other side of the bed as you began to lace them up. Ignoring his eyes on you.

He could always be protective of you, he's known you forever so you understood it to a certain extent but he was too protective. He didn't want to risk you in anyway so often, he decided he was the boss of you. You just had to remind him he wasn't.

"What are you even supposed to be anyway? A sexy pirate that just so happens to be missing majority of her layers?"

"No." You scoffed, bringing up your leg so you could finish lacing the rest of it. Tying a small knot on the shoe lace. "Haven't you ever seen the movie 'Jonah Hex'?"

He was incredibly silent so you met his eyes, seeing the way he was looking at you in complete disagreement. His eyes narrowed and judging as he shook his head in disapproval at you.

"Well, the movie doesn't really matter. But Lilah Black isn't a pirate at all...She's just a 19th century, gun slinging prostitute played by Megan Fox...And this is relatively tame, I could've dressed up worse than this so just be thankful I went this route." You retorted, a small playful smile appearing on your lips as you finally finished tying your other boot, setting your legs down and looking over at Anakin.

He was silent yet again for a moment, looking at you with his eyebrows raised at the mere mention of the word 'prostitute' and his eyes settled on yours even more intensely. "That doesn't make me feel better..."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his response, getting up from your bed and walking over to stand in front of him, smiling playfully as you held your hand out to him. "Care to walk me to my car, dear sir?"

He narrowed his eyes at you again, not budging from his seat against your covers as he looked at you. Your arms and the top of your thighs on show. Your pouty lips, you dark eyes hooded in shadowy makeup. He had half the mind to grab ahold of you and keep you here until the night was over. But the longer you stared at him with those electrifying eyes and tainted lips that were curved into a smile, his hold on himself eventually caved.

He let out a small exasperated gruff as he grabbed your hand within his own, fighting the grin at the corner of his lips at your usual antics as he stood up from the bed, letting go of your hand just as soon. Looking down at you from his 6'0 frame heatedly as he stood so close to you.

Your breath caught in your throat when you saw the way he was looking at you, not finding the words to say anything. Goosebumps at the sheer intensity of his stare appearing on your forearms. Wondering if this was the moment he finally kissed you like so many times you imagined before, your wishful and naive thoughts clouding your mind. Even when he reached behind you, grabbing your car keys, you still felt like you couldn't move. Couldn't breathe...

"I'm driving you..."

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As much as you protested, Anakin ended up going in with you. Even though he said he wasn't going a week ago, even though he wasn't even wearing a costume, he walked by your side as you entered the doors.

You eventually got him to stop crowding you when you offered to go get him a drink, making your way into the kitchen and grabbing two beers from the fridge. A friend of yours was the throwing the party, so it wasn't so crazy. But there were still loads of people and music blaring from the speakers stationed in the living room, making it a bit of a hassle just to get to the kitchen. So after you grabbed the two beers, you had to mentally prepare yourself to squeeze past everyone on your way back to Anakin.

You sighed, holding the cold cans within your hands as you opened the door, beginning your way back out into the party before you almost walked into someone, instantly getting out of their way and moving off to the side.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry." You laughed softly, holding the door open for the guy to walk in, holding the cold beers in your left arm and against your abdomen, the corset thankfully blocking the coldness from the cans.

"Don't worry, about it. I'm sorry too, I didn't see anyone else come in here so I didn't expect that. Sorry I almost hit you." He gave you a small apologetic smile as he held his costume mask in his hand, looking you in your eyes so you knew he was sorry too.

"No, you're all good. It happens..." You waved it off, pushing the door open as you gave him one last look, holding your beers in your arm as you were about to walk out the door. Turning your heel as you pushed the door open further, retreating in the doorway backwards.

"Hey, I have art history with you, don't I?" He asked suddenly, making you revert your attention back to him as you held the door open for yourself, letting your body hold it open as you looked back at him. Taking in his features for a moment.

"Oh yeah...You're the guy that sits third row, right? Mark I think..." You smile softly, raising your eyebrow at him as you gave him an unsure look.

He nodded, letting out a small laugh as he looked down at your costume. "Yeah...That's quite a costume you got there."

You weren't sure if he was being playful or if he was flirting with you so you just stood there, deciding to play it safe. Not necessarily sure how he meant it. "Thank you...And you've got quite the costume there yourself, Jason Voorhees."

Mark chuckled, giving you an expectant look as he smiled playfully. "Now what gave it away?" He asked, looking over at you as you still stood in the doorway to the kitchen.

You smiled at his playful question, giving him a small onceover before answering him. "The mask in your hand, the blood-stained jacket...And the fact that I was forced to watch Freddy vs. Jason as a young child." You laughed, holding the beers closer to your chest because you didn't want to drop them.

"Ah, I see...So you have decent taste in movies." He countered, his eyes not leaving yours as he stepped a little closer to you, without a doubt flirting with you now. His gaze fixated on you deeply.

You felt someone place their hand on your arm, making you look backwards to see an annoyed Anakin glaring daggers at Mark across from you. "Yes she does." Ani replied to him for you, giving Mark a long lasting look before he finally met your confused eyes. His hand wrapping around your arm tighter as he met your gaze. "We're going now."

You didn't even have time to say anything to Mark as Anakin dragged you out of the doorway, weaving you through the people in the living room messily, making you bump into a few people a mutter apologies as you went. Trying to hold onto your temper until you two were alone.

And when he finally pulled you outside, you pushed the stupid beers in his arms, looking him right in the eyes as your eyebrows furrowed in anger at his attitude.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"What do you mean 'what is my problem'? He was all over you, of course that was my problem. I let you go for two minutes and some guys was already on you. This is why I didn't want you to go!" He said roughly, walking over to your car and he spared looks at you, throwing the beers in your backseat after he swung the drivers door open, still holding onto your keys.

"So what? It happens! That's life. It doesn't matter if some guy's all over me, it's none of your goddamn business!" You retorted, looking over at him from across the hood of your car as he leaned on the open door.

"Of course it's my business. Everything's my business when it comes to you." He huffed, his eyes narrowing as he looked at you from across the car.

You were so done in that moment, you couldn't even say anything else. You hated fighting with him, you didn't want to prolong it. You just wanted to go home and be alone. As much as you wanted to challenge his words, as much as you wanted to smack him across the face, you just rubbed the side of your face out of exhaustion, no even looking at him as you opened the passenger door to your car. Sitting down and slamming the door after you, your gaze fixated forward on the dark street and the cars ahead of you.

"Just drive me home."

He let out a small huff of disbelief at your actions, standing for a good few minutes at the door before he sat down, looking over at you with an expression on his face you didn't understand before he finally started the car.

The drive back home was utterly silent, as was the walk back up to your apartment as he followed you back up, still not even looking at him as he trailed behind you. Opening the door for yourself and practically letting it hit him square in the face as you sauntered over to your living room couch, settling down on top of it. Ignoring the uncomfortable feel of the corset of your costume pushing into your ribcage ever so slightly as you sat. Your gaze blurred as you just sat there silently, ignoring Anakin's presence as he closed the door behind him, grabbing his own car keys after he set yours down on your kitchen counter.

He kept looking at you, his sad little eyes taking in your faraway expression as he kept opening his mouth to say something, only to end up closing it. Words on the tip of his tongue as he stood staring at you for a small moment, finally just shaking his head at your willingness to ignore him before he quickly just walked over to your door. Raking his hand through his hair as he reached his other hand up to the door knob, not even grasping it in his fingers before he turned around.

"And you don't even wanna know why?" He spat out, prompting you to finally look at him for the first time within the past few minutes. Your eyes meeting his as he stood a few feet away.

A sigh escaped your lips as you finally met his eyes, your resolve crumbling ever so softly as you saw how serious he was about this, not even knowing where this was going. "Why?"

Your voice came out soft as you stared up at him, watching him as he leaned against your door, huffing softly as he crossed his arms over his chest. Building up the courage to say what he really wanted to say.

"Because he wasn't me..."

When you just stared at him, your eyebrows furrowing and your posture slumping against your couch, no words coming out of your mouth, he was scared. But at the same time, he knew there wasn't any going back.

"The thought of you with anyone else makes me sick, knowing that you'll end up with some fool who isn't good for you, that can't give you what you want, it hurts...Knowing that I can't kiss you, that I can't hold you like you need, it's make me feel inferior in a way I can't even describe. The thought of not being with you, not having you like I wanted to all these years...I can't breathe."

You could feel your heart beating in your chest, thumping loudly in your own ears as you couldn't even find the words. The way he spoke to you making everything else feel hazy, the way tears threatened to spill down your eyes at the mere passion of his words. But you didn't let them.

You just sat there for a moment, your eyes softening as you stared at his dejected form across from you before you held your hand out to him silently, watching as a small look passed over his face.

And as his hand finally met yours, you refrained from pulling him down into you but slowly stood up, wrapping your arms around him. Holding him close to your own body as you tried to piece all your emotions together.

"Anakin Skywalker. You're an idiot..." You laughed softly, fighting the tears that still threatened to spill from your eyes. Getting a little choked up as he held you back just as tightly, feeling how much he needed you in his arms. His familiar woody scent washing over you. "But I've always loved you." You finished softly, pulling away gently before you wrapped your hands around his neck. Caressing his skin softly as you looked into his deep blue eyes, all his love for you written all over his face. Finally seeing it after you wished it was there for so long.

You couldn't help but pull his lips against yours, feeling the softness of his lips. Tasting him on your tongue as you pulled him impossibly closer to your body. Needing him in a way you always did.

You barely processed it as Anakin took control, his lips molding with your own as he grabbed your hips, guiding you through the open door way of your room and against the wall, pushing you up against it. Leaning his body against yours as his other hand caressed the base of your neck, his thumb brushing over your bare collarbone as he slowly brought his lips against your soft skin. Trailing them down ever so softly as he leaned his hips into yours. How his pupils bled as he stared down at you.

"You don't know how much I love you..."

The feel of his voice against your sensitive skin sent shivers down your spine, you body feeling like putty in his hands as he caged you against the wall. Desperate for his body on your own. Your neck burned as kissed the sensitive skin, his breath trailing over you as he kissed up your jaw, pulling your lips into his again.

His tongue brushed across your bottom lip as his fingers slowly started undoing the clasps of your corset, sliding it off you body as his tongue caressed your own between your lips. Moaning softly into the kiss as Anakins' hands kneaded your breasts through your costume, pushing his body even further into yours as his fingers trailed down your stomach. Inching further and further down before they wrapped around the back of your thighs. Him lifting you up gently against him before he settled you down on your bed.

His knee rested inbetween you legs as your fingers made their way down his black sweater, pushing them underneath the soft material. Feeling the warmth of his skin against your fingertips as he separated your lips. A small curl resting on his forehead as he leaned down over you, smiling softly as you pushed up his shirt. Feeling his toned muscles as you inched the shirt off of him, him pulling it the rest of the way off of his shoulders, leaving the top of his body bare in front of you.

You couldn't help but return that small smile, bringing you hand up to his neck as your thumb stroked his soft skin of his cheek, making him smile just a little bit harder before he placed a soft chaste kiss to your lips again. Leaving you wanting more as he grasped your bare shoulders in his big hands, smirking as he slowly brought down the straps of the dress to your costume. Trailing his lips down to your chest before he sucked on the gentle skin of your cleavage. Kissing and biting at the supple skin as his eyes trained on yours, watching as you ached into his hold. Your heated eyes meeting his own as he smiled at your overeagerness.

"You don't know how long I've dreamt about this...But seeing you walk out in this earlier, I knew I had to have you tonight. Bet you wore this pretty thing just for me...wanted me to take it off you, didn't you?" He asked teasingly, his dark eyes watching as he trailed his fingers up the skin of your upper thighs. Slowly and steadily bunching up the little fabric covering your panties from him. Pushing up your skirt against your hips.

Your body was aching in anticipation, knowing how much you needed this. Knowing how much you wanted him. You didn't want to go slow at all. You had been waiting for this for what felt like forever and you couldn't help but feel impatient, wanting him to already be buried inside of you.

"Yes, Ani...All for you." You said softly, moving your knees a little as you sat up. Giving him a little show of the red lacey panties you put on tonight just for him. Pushing you thighs together as you eased your head up, you hair cascading down on the bed as you looked down at his pink lips. Parting you own as you dared him to connect them again, tempting him even further.

He groaned softly as he looked down at your thighs, seeing the wetness that was just beginning to soak through your red panties. Seeing how much you wanted him as you leaned closer, your body practically on display for him beneath his own. He couldn't even help himself. You were so perfect, so soft, so completely and utterly sexy, he had to have you...

He palmed his hardness through his pants at the sight of your legs, furrowing his eyebrows as he let out a little grunt at the movement. His eyes opening again to look down at you so eager beneath him. All of his restraint leaving his body.

He quickly unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down his thighs before he kicked them off. Looking down at you with intense eyes as he pulled the top of your costume down, revealing your breasts to him.

He couldn't help the small mischievous smile making way onto his face as he grasped them in his hands. Flicking his tongue across the hard peak as his fingers tweaked the other. Looking up at you as you moaned softly, arching into his old as he sucked your nipple into his mouth. Dragging his tongue across it before he moved his mouth over to the other one. Pulling it in between his wet lips as he brought his tongue up against it, smiling softly as your eyes closed in pleasure.

He placed one last kiss against your skin before he pushed the skirt of your dress up around you hips, pulling down you underwear with ease, watching the way you opened you thighs so readily for him. Leaning your head up to pull his lips back to your own.

His kissed you hungrily, his soft lips meeting your own as he groaned against you lips. Pushing his cock against your entrance as you pulled him even closer to you, tasting him against your lips as he slowly pushed into you.

You grimaced slightly at the stretch, your hands clutching the side of his toned abdomen tightly as he eventually bottomed out. Breathing out deeply as he pushed all the way into you.

"Fuck." Anakin couldn't help but curse at the way your cunt clenched around him, tensing his body as he felt your warmth. Your pussy already so wet for him as he slowly began to move, making you gasp as he moved a little too fast. Filling you up too much way too quickly. But even then, you couldn't help but pull him further down into you. Liking the small burn you felt as he filled you up, addicted to the way he felt inside of you. Even when it felt like he hit the top of your stomach, prodding against you, you felt like you needed it. The pain mixing with the pleasure. His scent overwhelming your senses as he thrusted into you at a slow pace.

"Anakin, I need you" You gasped softly, pulling his lips down to yours as he groaned against your lips. Pushing himself farther into you as he tried to control himself, losing all of his senses at the way you wrapped around him. Being inside of you was like touching heaven and he never wanted it to stop he could already feel himself threatening to spill as your cunt needily pulled him in. You were so warm, so wet and desperate for him, he couldn't contain himself.

He pushed harder into you, his eyebrows furrowing as his bare hips met your own, the fabric of your skirt brushing against his stomach as he thrusted into you. Watching as your breasts moved with the intensity of his thrusts, kneading the fullness into his hands again.

Gods, you were so perfect.

"You always need me...But you need me to fuck you more, don't you? Need my cock, you little cock-slut..." He rasped out, groaning overtop of you as you moaned against him. Your legs wrapping around him and pulling his hips deeper into your own. Crying out as he hit a new angle inside of you.

"Ani..." You gasped, clenching around him as you felt him twitch in-between your thighs. Feeling how full he was as he prodded that spot deep inside of you.

You could feel him getting closer with each thrust, bringing you further and further to your own release, that coil in your abdomen almost unbearable as he pounded into you. Feeling yourself almost break loose as he pushed into you hard and rough.

"Fuck, Ani...I'm close, I'm close! Don't stop" You moaned out, gripping his back as he moved overtop of you. Gripping your headboard as his thrusts became increasingly fast paced and sloppy. Wrinkling his forehead and he furrowed his brows intensely, clenching his eyes shut as pushed inside of you. Grunting as you clenched around him again, finally letting go as you let your body relax. Moaning as you came against him.

That was enough for him to break loose, losing himself in the pleasure you brought him as he clenched the headboard tighter. Filling you up with his warm hot cum, fucking it back into you sloppily as he pushed into you though his orgasm. Clutching your hip tight in his hand as you gasped softly at the warmth spreading through your core. Breathing heavily as Anakin finally met your eyes again, them hazily looking back down into your own as his body slumped on yours, him laying down next to you as he pulled you into him. Not even bothering pulling out as he kissed your lips. A small sheen of sweat coating his chest as he pulled you against him, your breasts pushing against his skin.

You kissed him back softly, tasting him on your lips before you pulled away. Resting your forehead on his as he brought his hand to your back, slowly dragging down the zipper to your costume before he gently pulled it from your skin. Giving you a little look before he held you tightly to him again. His bare body against yours as his fingers made way through your long hair, caressing your back softly with his other hand.

"I love you..." Ani said softly, looking down at you as you rested your head against his bare chest. Completely lax in his arms as his fingers brushed through your hair.

You smiled against him, wrapping your arms even tighter around him at his words. Feeling so at home in his arms, right next to his body. Almost like you were two parts of a whole.

"I love you too."

A/N: Not proofread so ignore any mistakes

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