#sith obi wan kenobi x reader

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His Mark

Pairing: Sith Obi-Wan Kenobi x afab reader (no feminine pronouns/terms used)

Rating: M/E, 18+ only

Word count: ~3800

Warnings: Jealous Sith Obi-Wan (he has zero chill), he calls you ‘sweetheart’, smut, explicit descriptions of sex (oral and p in v), reader has a vagina and a clit, Obi-Wan carries reader (he can regardless of their size because he has the Force and is also very strong - our man works out)

Notes: This is dedicated to my friend @kavecika who greatly inspired this idea. The character of Lucas is very loosely related to one of her OCs, although I definitely did him dirty here (but he knows I love the real him).

Looking in the mirror, you try to adjust your uniform collar higher to hide the sizable hickey on your neck. Your friend with benefits had been particularly enthusiastic when you hooked up on Saturday night, and you’d been into it, if only to chase pressing thoughts of your boss, Lord Kenobi from your mind. You sigh. Lord Kenobi is sure to notice the mark, the man notices everything, but you wonder if he’ll bother to comment on it. 

“Why do I even care what he thinks?” you ask yourself.

But you know exactly why. The two of you have been doing your own hooking up around his office for a couple months now. He’s kept it to a fun, no-strings-attached office affair. There’s no feelings involved, no seeing each other outside of work, hell, sometimes he doesn’t even kiss you. At first you were simply giddy with excitement to receive such attention from him along with the most incredible orgasms of your life. Lately though you’ve found yourself wishing you could be more to him. But how are you supposed to have that conversation with a Sith Lord and your boss no less? 

“Excuse me, sir, but would you consider being my boyfriend?” you say out loud to yourself and then cringe at how awful it sounds. Yeah, best to keep these thoughts inside.

This was why you had jumped at the invitation to attend Lucas’ birthday party. You and he had been in the with-benefits situation for a while now. It was light and easy, and for a little while on Saturday you’d managed to forget your handsome boss with his piercing golden eyes and literal magic hands. You shake your head, and then grab your stuff for work, heading out before you’re late.

Lord Kenobi stares at the mark on your neck, peeking out at him from the stiff collar of your jacket. It’s like a caution light to him, a warning that someone else has been there. He knows it’s a lovemark, it has to be. And it irks him. He sighs. You’re becoming a bit of an issue for him. When he chose you for his assistant, he knew he’d have you bent over his desk in days. Yet as much fun as he’s had with you all over his office, you’re entirely too desirable, too fuckable, and much too damn important to him than he wants to admit. It’s why he’s kept you at arms’ length, a nice fuck but nothing serious. He doesn’t do “serious”. Being serious about someone leads to a loss of power, and before you know it you’re pussy whipped, like Anakin. He shudders at the thought. He tells himself he doesn’t care that you see people other than him, until the evidence of that is staring him in the face. He sighs again as he watches you go over to the caf machine. His feet follow you of their own accord.

“So, pleasant weekend, my dear?” he asks lightly.

“Ah yes, thank you, I went to a party,” you respond, then add, “I hope you had a pleasant weekend too?”

“It was dull,” he replies with a shrug, “Definitely not as pleasurable as yours.” His eyes flick to your neck. 

You laugh lightly, "Yeah, it was an entertaining party."

"I like parties," he replies with a tip of his head.

"Maybe I should invite you to come with me next time," you're half-joking.

"I'd like that. I'd like to meet your friends," he says, his tone showing interest. 

His fingers brush over the bruise on your neck, "I'd be interested to meet the friend who left this. Is he a close friend? A boyfriend?"

"No, I- I mean he's close enough, but I don't see him that often, definitely not my boyfriend," you stumble out a reply.

"Bold of him to mark up what isn't his," he states, as he stares into your eyes and leans closer. 

"No, not his," you echo. Your skin feels heated where he touches you, you'd swear he was about to kiss you.

"Lord Kenobi, I need your attention on this mission plan," Commander Rampart bursts into the office, and the moment evaporates.

Later, back at your desk you catch sight of your reflection in your comm pad and the bruise is gone. Lord Kenobi healed it.

Even with the mark erased, Kenobi can still see it there on your perfect neck. His stomach churns with what feels like Mustafarian lava the more he thinks of you with another man. He spends the day imagining you in other men’s arms, in a variety of positions, each one more salacious than the next. It has him half hard and yet seething all day. He snaps at everyone except you. He choked Rampart for bursting into his office unannounced, threw a cadet across the room just for coughing during a meeting, and even made a squadron of purge troopers clean the refreshers in his building because he wasn’t satisfied with their mission report. He can’t have this, it needs remedying immediately.

“Do you have any plans this evening, sweetheart?” Kenobi’s smooth and civilized voice inquires as you’re putting things away for the day.

You look up in surprise at his calm demeanor. He’s been an absolute bear all day and you’ve done all you can to be quiet and industrious so he doesn’t take his anger out on you too. 

“No, I’m not doing anything,” you reply at a loss to why he could be asking.

“Excellent, in that case you’re free to accompany me tonight,” he states, summoning your coat with his powers and holding it out for you. 

Your heart leaps in your chest. You don’t dare refuse him, and honestly you’re excited about the possibility that he wants to see you away from the office. He tells you nothing about your destination as his driver whisks you across the skies of Coruscant. Instead he makes pleasant chatter with you, gossiping about various admirals and sharing little tidbits to make you laugh. He’s the epitome of a charming gentleman, the opposite of the moody grump he’s been all day. 

When the speeder stops you can see that he’s taken you to his posh apartment, with the gorgeous view of the city. You've been here before for various administrative reasons but you've never been invited in as a guest.

He settles you on the couch overlooking that twinkling view and he hands you a delicious glass of wine. He sits next to you, relaxed,

"Tell me how he fucked you."

You nearly spit out the wine.

"What?"

"Tell me how he fucked you, your friend from the party, I want to know." His tone is even, but there’s a demand in his words, “Start at the beginning, whose idea was it?”

“I- um… he suggested it and I thought, why not? It was a party and well, it- it wasn’t anything all that exciting,” you reply, your face burning as you stumble over your words.

“He clearly thought it was exciting enough to bite you,” he retorts dryly, “What position were you in?”

His golden eyes bore into yours and clearly you’re not getting out of this conversation easily.

“I was on top, he was sitting up in bed, his back against the headboard,” you tell him, wondering if that’s enough detail.

“He made you do the work, hmm? Did he at least thrust up into you while you were riding him? Maybe use his fingers on your clit?” Kenobi inquires, apparently he wants to hear even more.

“No, he didn’t thrust really, I was just grinding and bouncing on him,” you report, “And his hands were on my chest the whole time… he did play with my nipples though.”

“Rather lazy on his part,” Kenobi remarks, “Did you at least cum?”

“I- I did,” you admit, you feel like you’re going to combust with the way he’s staring at you right now.

“What’s his name?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.

“Lucas,” you reply, conveniently leaving out his surname. 

“And did you shout, ‘Lucas! I’m cumming for you!’ or something similar?” Lord Kenobi sounds angry again.

You shake your head no, “No, no, to be honest I didn’t make much sound, I didn’t really want the other people there to hear.”

“Where did he cum?” he grinds out, a vein in his forehead has started to throb.

“On my stomach, I moved off him after my orgasm,” you explain, and you can see him relax at that answer.

He takes a sip of his wine, lowers his shoulders and looks visibly calmer.

“Do you have plans to see Lucas again?”

“No, we didn’t make any plans, no,” you reply, again shaking your head for emphasis.

“Good, I don’t want you to see him again,” he states, his voice is deep, rather husky, “I don’t want you to see any other man.”

“You don’t?” you ask weakly, his response to this whole thing has been beyond your imaginings.

“No. I want to be the man in your life, the only man in your life,” he declares. 

You breathe in sharply at his confession, and then you look at him, considering his remark.

“Will I be the only one in your life? Because that’s what I want. I don’t just want to be your office affair, I need more than that,” you tell him, your cards on the table now, your voice as steady as you can make it when making such a demand of a Sith Lord.

“Yes, I’ll be faithful to you. You have my word,” he agrees, his eyes glowing intensely, “And I also want this to go beyond the office, I think everyone should see that you’re mine.”

“I believe you,” you reply, your heart pounding at the emphasis he placed on the word ‘mine’.

“Good. And now, sweetheart, I think it’s time I fucked you the way you deserve to be fucked.” 

You barely have time to set down your wine glass before he’s tugging you to your feet and pulling you close. His mouth claims yours, hungry and passionate, kissing you as though he’s been dying to do so for weeks. You return his kiss, trying to match his passion, your hands gripping his strong shoulders. 

Kenobi sweeps you into his arms, carrying you to his bedroom but never breaking your kiss on the way. When he gets you there, he tosses you on the bed and climbs on top of you. He tears open your uniform jacket, baring your neck better and then he pins your hands down with his. His mouth descends on you, kissing a path from your lips down the column of your neck until he reaches the point where Lucas’ mark was. 

“My sweetheart,” he intones, before biting and sucking on your neck. 

The feeling is exquisite, a blend of pain and pleasure combined with the knowledge of his desire to possess you. It’s a heady intoxication that makes you moan his name,

“Lord Kenobi…”

He lifts his head a moment, “Call me by my first name, Obi-Wan,” he tells you, his voice raspy with need.

“Obi-Wan,” you moan for him, delighting in the way his name sounds in your voice. 

His response is a lusty growl followed by another sharp bite to your tender skin. He is determined to mark you up so that everyone will see that you are claimed. His hands get involved too, yanking at your uniform and exposing more of your skin. With each patch that is revealed, he kisses, bites, and sucks at you. When he gets to your underpants, he uses his teeth to bite the waistband and then he tugs them down and off you.  

His large hands push your legs open wide as he looks between them, licking his lips.

“Lucas didn’t eat you out, did he?” Obi-Wan asks.

“N-no, that’s not really his thing,” you admit, still rather embarrassed to be giving him all these details.

“The man is an idiot,” he mutters, “Didn’t fully appreciate this treasure.” 

His fingers reach out to trace through your wetness, too light for any type of relief but enough to get his fingers coated in you. You watch as he brings those fingers to his mouth, his tongue laving over them as he hums in satisfaction.

“Even better direct from the source,” you breathe, opening your legs wider for him.

He gives you his cockiest smile, “Let’s see, shall we?”

You expect him to dive right in with the hungry look he’s giving you, but instead he kisses the sensitive skin of your thighs. You squirm in anticipation of his touch where you really want it and then moan in surprise as he bites your inner thigh. Apparently the man isn’t done making his mark on your body. He gives you a second love bite on your other thigh, giving it a strong suck and then soothing it with his tongue. You are whimpering now, just desperate to feel him touch you. 

“Please, Obi-Wan, please, I need- oooh!” you beg him shamelessly until he bites you again, harder.

“Be patient, sweetheart, let me enjoy what’s mine,” he admonishes you. His eyes positively glow at you as his lips ghost over the marks he’s just made. It’s maddeningly close to where you want him, but still too far. He pauses to look at you, quivering for him.

“So gorgeous for me,” he murmurs before finally licking through your core with intention.

You whimper in relief and he smiles into your skin. His tongue draws a path from the very bottom of your slit to the top of your sensitive clit. Lapping at you, his tongue spells out his name across the little pleasure pearl. 

“Oh, yes, Obi-Wan, right there,” you gasp out his name in delight. 

His tongue is magical on your body and the way he moves it has you writhing for him in no time at all. You can feel a tingling sensation on your nipples, and you know he’s using the Force to stimulate you there too. Always one to do things to the fullest, Obi-Wan adds his fingers inside you, crooking them exactly right to find that soft, spongy place that makes you gush around him. Your own fingers plunge into his silky hair at the combined sensations, you grip the golden copper strands as he works you into a tightly wound ball of desire. 

He loves the way you tug on his hair, the little sounds you make for him, how incredibly wet you are for him, the way you can’t keep still, all of it is because of him and what he can do to you. He is confident no other man can make you feel the way he can, he can do things no other man has ever done to you, and he intends to keep showing you until his is the only name on your lips.

You tremble violently as Obi-Wan’s mouth, fingers, and magic bring you to your breaking point. You shout his name as every muscle in your body tenses before you explode in white hot pleasure. You feel as if you have become molten metal, melting into his bed from what he’s done to you. 

He takes a moment to appreciate the way he’s ruined you already. His tongue licks up more of your slick and he enjoys feeling you shiver at the sensation. He stands up and quickly removes his clothing, for once not caring where his usually pristine uniform falls as he tosses it away.

You lie there panting as you feel him watching you. Then he returns to the bed, peppering little kisses across your skin as he crawls up to lie beside you. He looms over your spent form, dipping his head to kiss you. His tongue swipes over yours and you can taste your own release. He’s never done anything so intimate before, and it makes your heart pang with emotion.

Obi-Wan is throbbing with the need to be inside you. He presses himself into your soft skin, happy that you automatically spread your legs for him, making room for him where he belongs. He shifts his hips so that his cock can rub through your wetness,

“Do you feel how hard I get for you, sweetheart? Can you see how crazy you make me?” he breathes in your ear.

You moan in response, a combination of sounds that appear to be the word please. 

It’s another boost to his ego that he’s already got you so desperate for him. He lines up his cock with your entrance and pushes in with one fluid stroke. He holds himself there for a moment, giving you a chance to adjust. He looks down at you beneath him, your gorgeous face is full of desire for him. He drops his head down to capture your mouth with his. He kisses you torridly, his tongue deep inside your mouth as he takes all of you. 

You sigh into his mouth, blown away by the sheer ardor and tenderness of the moment. Once he’s inside you, he’s usually off to a fast pace, pounding away at you. This time though he appears to be savoring the moment, enjoying every part of possessing you. Your hands stroke over his skin gently, memorizing how he feels like this, searing the sensation into your heart. 

Obi-Wan wants to show you how good he can fuck you, that he can bring you to heights you’ve only dreamed of reaching. He wants to make you forget about all your other lovers. He breaks the kiss as he begins rolling his hips. He feels himself drag out of you slowly before pushing back into your velvet heat. It’s always a tight fit with you, and he loves how you clench hard around his cock each time as you can feel him pulling out.  

“Sweetheart, feel how much your body hugs me, how it craves me, trying to keep me inside you, it knows you belong to me,” he drawls.

“Yes, Obi-Wan, yes, I’m yours… all for you… all I want is you,” you promise him between gasps as he thrusts harder, your words driving him on. 

Your hands grip and massage his powerful shoulders and strong arms. You touch his chest, his sides, anywhere your hands can reach. You’re trying to tell him without words how desirable you find him. 

The way you’re touching him is so tender, so sensual, it turns him on even more. You’ve never been this tactile during sex before, and he realizes it’s usually because he has you in a position where you can’t touch him like this. Or perhaps it’s because you never felt that you were allowed to touch him like this. 

“Your hands feel so good on me, sweetheart,” he praises you, “You know I’m yours just as you are mine.”

Hearing him say that he is yours, lights a fire within you. You move your legs up higher on his body, squeezing tighter around his waist. It gives you more freedom to move. You rock your hips with his, moving in counterpoint to his thrusts, gasping from how good it feels.

“Mine… my Sith Lord… my Obi-Wan,” you moan out, looking right into his eyes as you stake your claim on him.

His eyes flash with your words and he crushes his mouth to yours in a bruising kiss. When he lifts his head, his thrusts speed up and he looks deep into your soul as he demands,

“Say it again.”

“Mine… all mine… and I’m yours… yours.”

It’s getting harder to speak now, his cock is driving all coherent thoughts from your mind. All you can do is feel. You feel his breath, hot on your skin, followed by his mouth, kissing and biting at your neck again, then his hands shifting your hips higher, his cock, going even deeper and brushing up against the sharpest pleasure inside you and the incredible sensations of his use of the Force, making your entire being shiver with desire. You arch your back and throw your head into his pillows. Your voice is practically singing his name from the thrill of being so utterly claimed by him. You feel incredible as his power overtakes you, the pleasure spreads from your core to your entire body. It’s as if you are enveloped by a warm golden light that grows brighter and brighter until it consumes you completely and you explode in thousands of points of sparkling light. 

Obi-Wan feels your climax both on his cock and through the Force. He welcomes your energy, allows it to blend with his. It brings him a profound sense of pleasure that he feels deep within his being. He feels euphoric as his body reaches his release. This time he doesn’t pull out of you the way he always has in the past but instead, he allows himself to cum deep inside you. The feeling is so sublime he moans your name even louder than before. 

You hug your Sith lover to your body, you feel more connected to him than ever before, especially when he doesn’t immediately pull away from you. Instead he kisses you, pressing your body into his bed, your name on his lips between kisses and his hands caressing you with a softness that you didn’t know he possessed. 

Obi-Wan manages to roll you both to your sides, and he wraps his arms around you. He basks in the afterglow of absolutely fantastic sex. He looks at you with a sense of pride. You look positively boneless, so blissed out and smiling from ear to ear. He tangles himself up in you, cuddling you to his chest until you both fall asleep.

The next morning, you’re getting ready in his obscenely large refresher, when he brings you a fresh uniform to wear. It’s different from your usual uniform, this one has a different jacket style with a v-neck. When you turn to check out your reflection in the mirror, you realize just how many love bites Obi-Wan gave you last night, none of which are even remotely covered by the new jacket.

He notices you tugging at your new uniform, “Problem, darling?”

“Well, um, this jacket doesn’t have as much height as my old one,” you reply, a touch embarrassed, “I’m not sure this look suits me?”

“I think it looks perfect on you,” he replies, not even bothering to hide his cocky smile, “Everything looks perfect on you today.”

Your face fills with heat as he comes up behind you, his hands coming around your waist, his lips at your neck. 

“In fact, I think you should look like this every day. I’ll see to it, personally.”

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23 - Love is stronger Darth

Part 24

Kenobi's Future

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The scar across his face had healed but it was still a horrible reminder. He slowly walks forward but I take two steps back fear in the pit of my stomach. "What's it going to be my darling. Join or die?" He spoke softly without any hesitation in his voice.

I almost dropped my lightsaber from my hands because I am shaking so much. A shiver went through my whole body. I could handle fighting Sidius or even Vader but I can't stomach that I will have to fight the man I love. That I will have to fight my husband. My Obi-wan. The wind blows through my hair where I am grateful that Kiera and Padme actually listened and stayed home on Tatooine. I don't think I could live with myself if they say this. Obi-wan and I have only ever trained together but thus time he wouldn't be holding back. Releasing a breath I opened my lightsaber creating the green glow in front of my face. Obi-wan opened his arms dropping his robe from his shoulders grabbing his lightsaber and twirling it the second he ignited it causing a flashback to run through my mind.

He takes the first advance where our lightsabers smacked against each other lightly. I step backwards spinning in a circle with my lightsaber above my heads hitting his lightsaber. "You're getting better at it, honey."

I compliment him as he just twirls his lightsaber in front of his chest until closing it quickly. "Not as good as you, love. Vader said it himself."

He shrugged his shoulders as I just started twirling my lightsaber over and over feeling the movement getting more comfortable in my hands. "Master Yoda would be impressed and probably jealous I'm teaching you my skills. You are still his padawan."

"I don't wanna fight you, Obi-wan. This isn’t you." I mumbled watching his movements closely. He started walking around in a circle and I followed his actions feeling my heart racing in my chest.

My husband just blankly stared at me with no expression on his face. Walking still in a circle with Vader closely watching. Some lava shoots up in the sky and falls down back to the ground before my husband rushed forward swinging his lightsaber at me. I screamed dodging his attack barrel rolling underneath his attack causing my hair to cover my face. "Obi-wan I know you're in there. You would never kill me!"

Obi raises his hand yanking me forward with the Force but I raised my freehand throwing him backwards instead. Backflipping in the air I landed on my feet with him laying on the ground glaring up at me. He clutched his blue lightsaber tightly. "I am keeping you alive this way. Do you not value your life!"

"Of course I want to live. But not without you...not without my family all together!" I shouted at him throwing my arms out in frustration. Tears starting falling down my face wanting this to be done with.

Suddenly he swings his lightsaber underneath my feet tripping me. My back hit the ground hard and my lightsaber flew out of my hands a few feet away. Obi-wan got to his feet towering over me. I gulped seeing the tip of his blue lightsaber aimed directly at me. "This is your last chance my love. If you don't join me I will kill you." He breathed out sternly.

"So you'd leave our girls without a mother...they would never forgive you for that?" I croaked out through tears starting to sob uncomfortably.

Vader steps closer clutching his hands into fists at his sides. "Don't listen to her. She's not going to join kill her. Kill her Obi-wan!"

Obi-wan locked gazes with me as I shutter in fear. I prayed that it didn't have to be his face as the last thing I saw. Where he's looking at me filled with anger. But if I am to die this way then Kiera would take Padme to safety somewhere else. And I would be reunited with my sister in the neatherworld of the Force. I would see Qui Gon and eventually my old master Yoda. Obi-wan swung his lightsaber back so I closed my eyes waiting for him to strike me. But I heard Vader grunt in pain instead. "Ugh....you betrayed me!"

"Yes I did Darth. I know where my loyalty is, with my family and my wife." Obi-wan turns on husband heels offering me his hand to help me up.

Before I put my hand in his he dropped his red lightsaber to the ground. "Obi-wan look out!" I screamed pointing over his shoulder when Vader raised his weapon over his head almost killing him.

He turned around using the Force drawing my green lightsaber into his hands. He blocked Vader's blow with green and red against each other. "I shall never turn to your side Darth. I have everything I want right here." My husband shoved his enemy back cutting a part of his mask with my lightsaber.

Vader dropped to the ground gasping for air. Obi grabbed my arm pulling me in the direction of my ship quickly shutting the door and making the jump to lightsaber before he could track us. "Obi...are you alright. Does this hurt?" I asked spinning in my chair to face him. As soft as possible I brushed my finger over his scar feeling him sigh in relief.

"I - I'm alright now that I have you..." He intertwined my hand with his resting his forehead against mine started to cry into my chest. Wrapping my arms around his shaking body I kiss his messy hair. "I'm sorry I tried to kill you...I'm sorry I put you in danger. I thought he was dead...I never imagined...I'm sorry my love.." He sobbed into my shirt staining it but I just clutch the fabric of his robes tightly in my hands.

The flight home was silent after that. Obi-wan clinging to me and I to him. His face laying in the crook of my neck trying to calm his breathing down. My chin resting ontop his head so I closed my eyes getting some sleep before we reached home. Tatooine was the safest place in the Galaxy for us. If Vader came again we could be ready. We proved to him that love was stronger than the Dark Side. "I love you my Obi-wan...always and forever."

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Dusk of Heroes

AN: I hope you're enjoying the fic so far. Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated! The warnings for this chapter are mentions of death, hatred, fighting, and violence. If you would like to be tagged in this fic, please let me know by leaving a comment on the fic or by sending me an ask. The mood board was made by me on Canva with images that I found on Google; credits to the original owners of the images.

Catch up with chapter 1 here!

Chapter 2

“I was beginning to worry,” Fett greeted Tony as you climbed into the ship with Tony following closely behind you.  “You took eight seconds.  I thought you weren’t going to make it.”

“Since the time that you’ve known me, have I ever given you reason to worry?” Tony asked as he shut the door to the ship.

“Stark, since I have met you, I constantly worry.”

“Well,” Tony shrugged as he tapped his chest and the Iron Man suit vanished.  “I suppose introductions are in order.  (Name) (Surname), meet Jango Fett, the captain of Slave I.  Jango Fett, meet (Name) (Surname), a former Avenger and an elemental witch.”

You regarded the man that Tony had just introduced to you with a curious look.  He was taller and bigger than you with short brown hair.  This man reminded you of Rhodey, Steve and Bucky all at once and you realised instantly that you were looking at a warrior.  You had a feeling that his dark brown eyes could be warm but right now, they were staring back at you with a calculating gaze.

You meant to say thank you for intervening and rescuing you but instead you blurted out “If you’re here, who is flying the ship?”

Fett regarded you with a touch of amusement, “My second in command and son, Boba Fett.”

“That makes sense,” you managed.

“Boba could do with a hand.  It’s best if I go and assist him.”  With that Fett left you and Tony alone.

Tony’s mouth twitched, “Don’t worry about him.  He’s friendlier when you get to know him.  Right now, he’s just rattled because he saw the Jedi on the bridge.”

“I can understand that” you replied.

“It makes more sense when you know that he has a history with the Jedi.”  Tony continued.

“Wait.  He does?”

Tony nodded as the ship moved, “Not him exactly but years ago, his people, Mandalorians asked the Jedi Council for assistance in a civil war.  Well, communication got scrambled and the Jedi ended up supporting the wrong side.”

“That’s horrible.”

“Because of that Mandalore fell and there were many lives lost.  The survivors scattered themselves across the galaxies.  Needless to say, Fett’s not particularly fond of the Jedi.”

You digested that information, “There was a third man on the bridge.  He fought with a double-bladed red light sword.”

Tony smirked humourlessly, “Good.  He might give the Jedi a run for their money.  Best case scenario, they’ll destroy each other.”

#mywriting #my fics #marvel x star wars #avengers au #star wars au #reader insert #female reader #tony stark #boba fett #jango fett #darth maul #qui-gon jinn #obi-wan kenobi #sith obi wan kenobi x reader #qui-gon and obi-wan are sith lords au #spoilers for marvel movies #spoilers for star wars movies and series

[p0piaz]

Imagine obi wan and anakin sporting a tattoo like this 😭🤚 ~ I loved this interview

#anakin skywalker #clone wars #darth vader #ewan mcgregor #hayden christensen #kenobi series #obi wan kenobi #star wars #ahsoka tano #lord vader #obi wan and anakin #obi wan fanart #revenge of the sith #sith anakin #star wars fanart #the clone wars #obikin #vaderkin #obi wan x reader #anakin x reader #star wars art #padme amidala #luke skywalker #leia organa

[demigoddessqueens]

You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you

#tvedit #filmedit #disney #star wars #star wars x reader #anakin skywalker #obi wan x y/n #obi wan x you #obi wan x reader #anakin x fem reader #anakin x reader #anakin x you #anakin x y/n #hayden christensen #ewan mcgregor #obi wan kenobi #kenobi show #do not tag as obi*in!! #revenge of the sith #darth vader #darth vader x reader #the clone wars #star wars rebels #do not tag as obi x a*akin #star wars prequels #if I see obi*in in the url I’m blocking #sith lord #Jedi #don’t even ship em irl either that’s weird nasty AF #anidala anakin x padme

[darthgloris]

A little Obi-Wan appreciation because he's also gorgeous and sexy 🤤

This is so hot and I really don't know why-

The spin, the stance, the exhale, the messy hair

AHH THE HAIRRR

*swoons in high ground*

#star wars #star wars x reader #revenge of the sith #sw rots #rots #obi wan x reader #obi wan star wars #obi wan kenobi #obi wan kenobi x reader

[hnrytea]

bf material

#hayden christensen #star wars #star wars anakin #obi wan star wars #padme amidala #queen amidala #anakin skywalker #anakin star wars #darth vader #darth sidious #revenge of the sith #obi wan kenobi #obi wan and anakin #obi wan x reader #luke skywalker #leia skywalker #rey skywalker #the last jedi

[babypinkhearts]

spare me this - anakin skywalker

pairing: anakin skywalker + fem!reader

summary: the council assigns you on a deathly solo mission, forbidding anakin to join you.

warnings: angst (i don’t know what is wrong with me!! i am addicted to writing it now), mentions of injury and death, anakin is so sweet and sosososo in love it’s almost pitiful, fluff

a/n: i feel like i put a part of my soul in this. i feel so drained but finishing this feels SO rewarding. another day for firsts! this is my first time writing for anakin, or anything star wars related :) this has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHS. i figured, while i still feel motivated to write, let me finish this!!! hope you all enjoy <3 i loved writing it

“three days.” you repeated faintly.

you disliked how quiet anakin was at times. it often left you more troubled than relaxed.

you frowned when he didn’t look at you from his stubborn stare at the ceiling. sighing softly, you mimicked his eyes and looked upwards, your neck rested against the headboard of the bed.

“we will come back victorious, and we will be right here. together again.”

the night before your mission’s departure, you slept in anakin’s room. it would have been much easier to ignore him, act like he didn’t exist for a while. the two of you were far too dependent on one another. the love sometimes felt overwhelming.

however, anakin’s fear was far too evident. it was strong - too strong to the point where you genuinely believed someone else could detect it. you decided that if you could soothe his worries, he’d be relieved of his thoughts.

but anakin didn’t speak. he refused, and his body simply forbid him from trying. not a touch or word was directed at you. it had almost been an hour of pure silence.

unbeknownst to you, there was a helpless feeling of uncertainty that anakin could clearly sense from you. that was what was driving him crazy.

bloodshed was a promise, you already knew it. your master had spoken grimly about the mission, and it was anakin who realized - much quicker than you - that this battle would not end seamlessly.

there was a large, if not, inevitable chance of you coming back alarmingly injured.

you were calculated, strong, and reliable. it was you who the council had chosen to lead the mission.

they were selfish, anakin believed.

“obi-wan knows this will kill me.”

anakin bleakly spoke, his voice muffled by the blanket he had brought up to his face. you decided against expressing your surprise to the sound of his voice.

while obi-wan had no idea about the true nature of your relationship with anakin, he was aware that you served as each other’s weaknesses. jedi code called for the banishment of any attachments, though obi-wan knew he himself had begun to break them when he started to form a brotherly bond with his once-padawan. he held no room for judgement.

while you hadn’t spent nearly as much time with him as anakin had, you felt very fond of him. there was a certain soothing atmosphere that only seemed to arrive in his presence.

secretly, obi-wan had pulled you aside mere hours after your mission was announced. his voice was low as he spoke, and he had gently held your arm the entire time.

“you come back within your scheduled arrival, and everything will be fine. i cannot promise you we will be at ease if you take longer.”

and, of course, through unknowing ears this was a simple comment - a statement of encouragement, really. but it was a completely different story when you could see the true intentions in his words.

anakin would not be at ease, is what he had wanted to say.

and obi-wan was right. from the moment you explained your mission to anakin, he had gone silent. you had been in your room, slowly walking in circles as you counted the tasks you were required to fulfill on your journey.

you hadn’t noticed how awfully pale your jedi had become.

now in present, you realized he had never left his stage of shock.

anakin hated this. he hated how guilty he felt for the resentment he had towards your capabilities. you had impressed the council too much, and it had put you in a dangerous position. he hated how careless you tried to sound, and he hated how you only gave the reply of “yes, master” when being told the instructions of your suicide mission. most importantly, he hated how he was forbidden to join you.

“how do i live? how do i function when you could be dead at any moment?”

you froze, eyes widening.

anakin’s words were cold, and you fought the urge to feed into his frighteningly grim thoughts.

pursing your lips briefly, you forced a smile, brushing back his hair from his forehead. anakin was laying on his back, eyes still narrow and focused upwards. you tried to keep the mood light, attempting to add a little amusement to calm the tense atmosphere his question had made.

“we’re both aware i’m capable enough to handle myself. i used to beat you during training, and i saved you from-“

your playful smile faded, and you gave up talking once you realized he had started to look up at you.

anakin knew you were strong. he didn’t need to hear your reassurance, especially when he knew even you were undoubtedly terrified.

for a while, he just stared at you. it wasn’t intimidating - he could never direct an emotion like that at you - but you felt exposed, almost as if you should shield your face.

anakin felt troubled, trying to piece together all his discomforting emotions clearly. to have you so close seemed to be a punishment. you shouldn’t be here. he shouldn’t be seeing the worry in your eyes, or watching the slight furrow of your brows. although, there was something so beautiful about your concern. he wasn’t made to feel these kinds of emotions, especially ones that one mere person could provide.

for a moment, he wished he didn’t know you. selfishly, he knew that would relieve him of the pain.

“anakin,”

his name that only ever sounded right when you said it.

“what’s the matter, ani?”

there were no protests made when you moved closer to him. the security and serenity he felt with your arms around him made it feel impossible to refuse.

anakin trusted you with his life. he’d give you his life in a heartbeat. he’d do anything for you. and yet - why couldn’t you help him believe you would be okay on this mission? it was cruel, picking on his one and only weakness. his heart, which you held so effortlessly. his mind consisted of you, you, you.

with a shaky sigh, he spoke.

“you’re scaring me.” he quietly admitted.

his eyes were glossy, nearing a depressive red. his stare was piercing. you weren’t sure you wanted his attention anymore.

confused, though mostly alarmed, you continued to look back at him. scaring him?

“you think you’re going to die, don’t you?”

your eyes widened, and suddenly you felt very vulnerable being in front of him.

“anakin - what?” you stumbled out, shaking your head in surprise. he couldn’t be serious. you attempted to talk, reassure him that you would be fine, but his gaze was unfocused. he didn’t want to listen to your futile words. anakin knew you better than anyone else.

“please, do not lie to me.” he whispered, and in that particular moment, you had never seen him so small. “spare me that.”

anakin skywalker, the reckless jedi who consistently charmed his way through trouble. someone who was so spontaneous, yet brilliant.

love kept him going. it wasn’t unrequited. he knew that more than anything. love got him up in the morning. love was adrenaline. love was everything and so much more.

he couldn’t bare losing it.

“i-“ you shook your head again, pausing briefly to lay beside him. a hand was placed on his cheek, and you caressed his face gently.

anakin’s eyes closed, and once more he felt a wave of anger pass through him. he hated the council, he hated the jedi. he hated everything to do with this. they were trying to take you from him. your sweet touches, your soft voice, your caring nature. he felt so bitter it hurt.

you pursed your lips, letting a sigh escape you.

“i will tell you this.“ you whispered, cupping a hand around his soft face. “i am scared. i act like i am not because that is what i must do.”

for the past couple of hours, anakin had assumed that hearing you admit your fear out loud would put his mind at ease. maybe, if you admitted you weren’t invincible, he could convince you to take extra care of yourself.

but your words had the opposite effect on him.

you were scared. and he wouldn’t be there to help.

“i cannot promise you i’ll be unscathed, anakin, but i can promise that i will come back to you.”

it took everything in you to not break in front of him.

you forbid him from continuing the conversation further after that.

when the morning you had dreaded arrived, you silently awaited for a signal on your commlink to commence your departure.

you had left anakin, quietly pleading for him to stay optimistic during your absence. he had helped you get dressed. his touch was like a feather, gently escorting you to a hell you could only hope would be generous to you.

weapons were hidden under your robes, as usual. two lightsabers, because you had learned from anakin years ago that an extra could never hurt.

you couldn’t help but wonder if he felt possibly felt guilty.

anakin had trained you, hoping that an increase in your skill would payoff on the battlefield to solely keep you safer when he wasn’t around.

but you had surpassed his expectations. and now, you were in this position.

it had been an honor to be praised so highly. though, you quickly found that, in reality, it was not something to completely look forward to. anakin’s worry being the main reason.

when your commlink finally sounds off, you waste no time in leaving.

three days, you had claimed to anakin.

when you finally return, a week had gone by.

and just like you had repeated to anakin so many times before - you were victorious.

though, not unscathed.

“medical-“ you breathed heavily, your hand glued to your side as you stepped out of your starfighter, your heart pounding in upmost fear as you realized your vision had begun to blur.

you couldn’t tell who grabbed you first. it wasn’t anakin, you knew that by muffled noise of calm reassurance. if anakin were here, he would have the entire building burned to the ground in seconds. if it weren’t for the excruciating pain you felt everywhere, you could have chuckled at the thought.

“requesting medical attention - yes, this is urgent.”

blinking as quickly as you could, which looked evidently labored, you watched as obi-wan spoke through his commlink.

yours had broken days ago, leaving you stranded with no communication. retreating was never an option in your mind, and you stupidly had fought until your mission had succeeded.

the consequences of your actions truly haunted you as you were lifted on to a table, the strong scent of medication telling you that, yes, your wound was as bad as it felt, if not worse.

and finally, the mask put over your mouth lulled you to a more painless state of sleep.

upon the first few seconds of opening your eyes, you tried to immediately close them again.

of course, anakin was right next to you.

you heard him jolt in his seat, repeatedly calling your name as if you would die if he stopped. his voice sounded hoarse. gently, you reached your arms out, silently begging for him to touch you. you needed his embrace. you can not have gone through all this effort for nothing. he was why you had tried so hard to survive. without a word, anakin complied to your silent request. his hands cupped your face, while yours did the same to him.

his chest was shaking with uneven breaths.

“i made it back - just like i said, right?” you spoke quietly, smiling through a wince. joking was never the way to handle serious situations with anakin, but fuck, you really couldn’t handle how broken he looked.

he didn’t smile. he hadn’t taken your eyes off of you, almost as if you would disappear the second he looked away.

“don’t ever do this to me again.”

you quickly stopped speaking at his tone. unstable and hurt. you can’t promise that to anakin. it would be selfish. you help people - your mission had hopefully saved thousands. what is one life to lose if it can save so many more? you’re skilled, why not use your potential for something extraordinary?

“leave the order with me.”

your eyes widen, bigger than you mean them to.

“i-i can’t do that.” you reply immediately, shaking your head in his gentle grasp. leaving the order was nearly unspoken of - all of these years training, dedicating your life - what would it have been for? you can’t leave. people need you - the galaxy needs you.

you would have anakin, but could you live with yourself? all these years, you’ve been taught to be selfless, so why is anakin proposing such an idea?

you’re sure he can see the conflict on your face.

“you almost died.”

his bluntness forces to you remember the stinging pain on your side. you shake your head.

“that’s a part of the job.” you speak firmly. “i would be injured a hundred times over if it meant someone won’t be.”

anakin immediately lets go of your face.

“listen to me,”

it’s nearly a full-body sob, and you watch as he stands straighter, attempting to compose himself.

you feel your heart drop to your stomach.

“you’re hurting me - i don’t care if i’m being selfish! i love you. i love you more than anything, and i know i cannot live without you.”

anakin skywalker’s love for you was almost pitiful. he himself nearly couldn’t stand it. how can one person cause so much heartache? why is it possible to care for someone as much as he does for you? his outburst was childish, and he’s aware. but he needs you to see him, so raw, so authentically. maybe if you could see the pain he was in, you would spare him more easily.

“anakin…” you whispered, so quietly you almost doubted he heard you.

the reality was, you tended to push anakin away. you were hesitant to love him. you felt greedy whenever you allowed yourself to love him so deeply. you were meant to serve others, not have feelings of your own. anakin was your weakness, and that scared you more than anything. if you were going to be powerful enough to save millions, it would be foolish to have a flaw.

but, clearly, anakin didn’t care about weaknesses. he had you, and loved you with open arms, and despite this, he preformed better than you in nearly everything. how does he manage?

“i love you too much.” his voice was defeated, and the anger he had previously held dissipated. “obi-wan saw me sulk after the three days. he stopped me from seeing you when you arrived.”

you nodded slowly. it made sense, you couldn’t imagine the scene that would have occurred if it had been anakin carrying your half-conscious body. anakin skywalker reacted according to his feelings. he was spontaneous.

you sighed quietly.

“i would never leave the order, anakin. i wouldn’t be able to live with myself.” you spoke, and winced as you visibly saw him tense.

you had to be honest with him.

reaching a hand out, you grabbed his, gently interlocking your fingers.

“but, i can promise you that i will never take a mission like that. it was reckless, i know. i’m so sorry.”

he didn’t speak, taking a seat on your bed.

he was unsatisfied, you knew that.

but you couldn’t change the entire trajectory of your life for him just because he worries you’ll get hurt. it would be wrong, and you know, though he won’t say it out loud, anakin agrees with you.

he allows himself to give into desires. it’s not because he feels he’s “deserving” of them, but because it’s something that comes so natural to him. so why must it be wrong to love you?

anakin is confident with your abilities. he knows how strong you are. but it’s second-nature for him to worry. you’re something so precious to him in this world of despair.

so he’ll stay silent and let you do whatever you please. he cannot hold you back, and he’s now painfully aware of it. but, he can help you.

more trainings, better advice, and more time.

you have each other, and he is satisfied with that forever.

#star wars fanfiction #star wars x reader #star wars fic #star wars x you #anakin skywalker #anakin angst #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker x you #obi wan kenobi #obi wan star wars #darth vader #revenge of the sith #darth vador x reader #luke skywalker #obi wan x reader #rots #r2d2 #star wars anakin

[catsareawesomee]

honestly Padmè is WAY stronger than me because I’d do anything for 5 minutes with that man. I literally made this edit with one hand (IM JOKING or am I?)

#anakin skywalker #anakin edit #star wars edit #star wars #revenge of the sith #rots #anakin and obi wan #anidala #padme amidala #my edit #anakin x reader #star wars anakin #obi wan kenobi #luke skywalker #princess leia #count dooku #hayden christensen #hayden christensen edit

[pinksloosh]

Anakin: Your friend Y/n is cute.

Obi-Wan: *Glares*

Anakin: It's a joke.

*Anakin’s wedding*

Obi-Wan, giving his best man speech: And then he told me it was a joke.

#incorrect quotes #princess leia #incorrect star wars quotes #obi wan star wars #star wars #luke skywalker #anakin needs a hug #anakin skywalker #anakin and padme #anakin skywalker x reader #obi wan and anakin #star wars anakin #anakin x reader #obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi #obiwanedit #obi #obi wan my beloved #disney #revenge of the sith #jedi #clone wars

[firstofficerwiggles]

Merry Sithmas!

Pairing: Sith Obi-Wan Kenobi x female reader

Rating: M/E, 18+ only

Word Count: ~3600

Warnings: SMUT! Pouty/slightly angsty Sith Obi Wan, oral (f receiving), P in V sex

Author’s note: This is a Christmas gift to my dear friend and fellow Sith Obi-Wan devotee @mysticalgalaxysalad Our beloved Lord Kenobi is a bit softer in this, chalk it up to the holiday spirit, but rest assured he is still a naughty Sith. I hope you enjoy and I hope you all have a great holiday season!

Another miserable Life Day season, Lord Kenobi thinks to himself as he nurses his hangover with the cup of hot tea you’ve just brought him. There have been far too many parties, galas, and to-dos that he has been obliged to attend all in the spirit of the holiday season. Usually, he enjoys parties, he enjoys drinking, flirting, and finding some lucky person to warm his bed for the night. But Life Day makes him feel lonely. It reminds him of what he doesn’t have, no one who truly loves him, no family that looks up to him with pride, and therefore no real reason for celebrating a day of happiness and joy. 

He sips his tea, it’s perfect with just the right amount of sugar and milk. You are so sweet to him, the perfect assistant. He doesn’t deserve you. You should run from him, especially if you knew the depraved thoughts he has about you. He’s never acted on them, but he has indulged in thinking about you, imagining how he’d like to strip off your uniform and sink between your soft thighs, maybe bend you over his desk, or pull you into his lap right here in his office. He shifts in his seat, his pants are starting to feel tight, and he can’t have that right now. It’s the last day before everyone leaves for the holiday and there is work to be done. Yes, enjoy the last day of work before you’re alone for two whole weeks. He sighs. No pretty assistant to bring me tea with a smile. 

You sit out at your desk worrying about your boss. Lord Kenobi definitely seemed to be in a poor mood this morning. You’ve done what you can by running off people who can absolutely wait to bother him in the new year and making him his tea just as he likes it. There’s really no reason to fuss over him, he probably doesn’t even notice how much you tend to do that anyway. It’s been almost a year working for him and in all that time your crush on him has only grown. It’s silly; you know you’re not supposed to fraternize with your superiors, but he’s so handsome and charming. He treats you with such respect and kindness. How could you not be a little enamored of him? 

You look back at his office and decide he needs a scone too. You quietly bring him one with a soft smile. He looks up at you with grateful eyes,

“You always seem to know exactly what I need,” he comments, “It’s as if you’re the Force sensitive one.”

You laugh lightly, “I just know what you like.”

He gives you that little half-smile of his, “I have a feeling you do,” he murmurs softly.

You smile at him once more, biting your tongue before saying something flirtatious and entirely inappropriate. You turn and scurry back to your desk.

The day passes rather quickly after that, you both have plenty of work to do, getting all the final tasks completed for the year. As you’re getting ready to go, you head back into Lord Kenobi’s office. You stand there in front of him with a box wrapped in shiny red paper and a golden bow.

“Happy Life Day, sir!” you announce, holding out the gift to him.

“You bought me a gift?” he asks, he’s surprised you would think to do that. 

“Well, you bought me one,” you remind him. He had given all of his subordinates gift cards during the office holiday party. You knew because you had arranged for all of them.

“I don’t know if that counts since I made you get it for yourself,” he says, sheepishly. He really should have bought you something himself.

“Sure it counts, I didn’t use my money,” you tell him with a smirk, “Please, open your gift.”

He takes the box from your hand; his fingers brush yours for just a moment, sending sparks up your arm. He almost seems to linger at your touch and then he gently places the box on his desk. He carefully unwraps it and lifts the lid to reveal a pair of soft leather gloves with a cashmere lining. 

“These are lovely,” he exclaims, pulling them on. They fit perfectly because of course you know exactly what size to buy him.

“You’ve mentioned several times how you hate the cold,” you say with a smile, “I thought maybe you could do with some nice gloves.”

“That was very thoughtful, thank you very much,” he replies. He is very touched by your kind gift. It fills him with a sense of warmth that you took the time to get him a present that you knew he would appreciate. Then he feels guilty again, he should have done this for you.

“Wear them in good health, sir,” you tell him, beaming at him. You’re thrilled he seems to like your gift. 

“What are you doing for the holidays, my dear?” he asks, curious about your private life. He’d be foolish not to expect that you have some man desperate for your attention, waiting for you to be with him.

“Oh nothing very exciting, I’m just going to enjoy my time at home, maybe see some friends. My big plans for tonight are take-out and a cheesy holiday holofilm,” you explain with a bit of a shrug.

“Sounds cozy,” he remarks, and because he can’t help himself, “No boyfriend coming round to see you?”

Your face flames at his question and you stammer an answer, “N-no, no boyfriend.”

“Hmm,” is all he says in response.

You stand there awkwardly, not sure what else to say to him, until finally you figure you should get out of his hair, “Well, sir, if that’s all, I’ll be going now, I hope you have a good night and a wonderful holiday!”

“Oh, well, yes, good night, and have a lovely holiday,” Obi-Wan says. He desperately wants you to stay or to invite you out with him, but he knows that he shouldn’t. 

You give him a little wave and then leave. His office seems colder as soon as you leave. Obi-Wan sits there, staring at his new gloves and feeling sorry for himself. A buzzing on his comm finally breaks him out of his trance-like state. Merry Life Day again, sir! Thank you for a wonderful year! That’s it, he’s not letting this Life Day misery continue. He is Lord Kenobi, a powerful Sith of the Galactic Empire. He doesn’t have to put up with this type of pitiful wallowing. He is going to get what he wants, just as he always does.

The sound of your doorbell surprises you, you haven’t even ordered your take-out yet, choosing instead to take a hot bath after work. You look down at your pj’s and decide that whoever is stopping by now is going to have to see you like this. You look through your peephole and nearly have a heart attack.

“Lord Kenobi!” You exclaim, opening your door in surprise.

“Hello, my dear,” he says all smiles. His hands, neatly encased in his new gloves, are full of bags. “May I come in?”

“Of- of course, here let me help you,” you say, still so startled by his arrival. You try to reach for one of the bags but he shakes his head, and simply heads for the little table in your dining area. 

You stare at him as he arranges the bags. What could he possibly be doing here?

“I hope you didn’t order dinner yet, because I took the liberty of bringing us some delicious food,” he holds up one bag emblazoned with the logo of his favorite restaurant, one you’d kill to eat at but never could afford. 

“You brought dinner?” you ask, your voice sounding faint with surprise.

“Yes, I thought it would be nice to spend time together, and buying you dinner is the least I could do,” he says with a charming smile.

“What are the other bags?” you wonder, curiously. 

“These are your real Life Day gifts,” Obi-Wan announces proudly, “You deserve better than just a gift card.” 

Obi-Wan is very much enjoying how utterly surprised you are. Plus getting to see you here in your own cozy little home is a nice bonus. He looks over your cute pajamas with your face washed clean, and he decides you’ve never looked more beautiful to him. He pulls out a chair for you.

“Please sit, darling, I can take care of everything,” he encourages you. 

He goes to your kitchen first and finds two wine glasses and a wine opener. He comes back and reveals a fancy bottle of wine from the dinner bag. He pours you both a glass, and encourages you to try it.

“It’s wonderful,” you tell him, “I- I just can’t believe you’re here right now with all of this.”

He sips his own wine and begins taking out the food containers.

“Well, after your lovely gift, I kept thinking about how wonderful you’ve been to me all year, and how I wanted to show you my true appreciation,” he explains, going with the safer reason first. Then he gives you a little smirk and a wink, “Also, I hate to eat dinner alone.”

That makes you laugh, and you feel more comfortable. You take another sip of the delicious wine and relax a bit. Obi-Wan makes you try all of the different food he bought, insisting on sharing with you. It is scrumptious and you swear you’ve never had anything better. He gets more pleasure from seeing you enjoy it so much than he does from actually eating it. After he clears away the last crumbs of a decadent dessert, he pulls out your presents.

“You even wrapped them,” you marvel. There are three nicely wrapped gifts.

“Well, I had the store wrap them,” he admits sheepishly. He pushes the first one towards you, “Go ahead, open them.”

The first one you open is a heated mug warmer for your desk.

“I notice you often have to reheat your tea because you get too busy to drink it while it’s hot,” he remarks.

The second gift is a brand new data pad, a model you didn’t even know had been released yet. He even got you a protective case in your favorite color. 

“Your old one has a crack in the screen,” he comments.

The third present is in a much smaller box, but you can see he saved the best for last. Inside is a beautiful pendant with a sparkling red gemstone on a delicate chain, it’s elegant and stylish. 

“Oh, Lord Kenobi, this is lovely, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” you marvel at the necklace.

“It’s a kyber crystal pendant,” he explains, “Like the type of crystal in my lightsaber.”

“It’s too much,” you say, “This must have cost a fortune.”

He chuckles at that and reaches to remove the necklace from the box.

“Let me put it on you,” he offers.

He drapes the necklace around your neck, his fingers gently brushing your skin as he fastens the clasp. He seems to linger there for a moment. You turn to face him and you’re standing so close to him. In a soft voice you ask him,

“How does it look?”

“Absolutely stunning,” he replies, but he hardly glances at the necklace, he’s too wrapped up in your gorgeous eyes. 

For just a moment, he leans closer to you, his eyes flick down to look at your lips. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. Your traitorous body sways toward him. It’s all the encouragement he needs, and he swoops down to capture your mouth with his. His kiss is passionate and thorough. He kisses you as if he means to conquer you and you are very happy to let him. 

“Do you know how stupidly happy I was to hear that you didn’t have a boyfriend?” he asks between breathless kisses.

“You were?” you still can’t believe any of this is real.

“Now you can be all mine for the holidays,” he replies, trailing kisses down your neck until he finds that spot that makes you moan. 

“Is that what you want?” The question sounds a bit silly to your ears, especially as his hand has somehow found its way inside your pajama top, but it’s almost as if you need to hear him say it.

“It’s all I ever wanted,” he says simply. He’s so sincere in that moment, his eyes soft, showing another side of him from the haughty Sith Lord you know. 

You place a hand on his cheek, feeling the soft hair of his beard tickling your palm, and tell him, “It’s what I want too.”

He flashes a bright smile at you, happy but naughty too, “Well then, stop distracting me, darling and let me give you more gifts.”

His hands slip under your pajama top again, coming up to cup your tits and work your nipples into even harder little points of pleasure. He kisses you again, his tongue plundering your mouth and claiming you for his own. He only breaks the kiss to ask you where your bedroom is and then he drags you there between heated kisses to your mouth and neck. By the time you realize he’s got you on the bed, you feel dizzy with excitement. Obi-Wan works your top off, his golden eyes glowing with lust as he stares at you.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathes, “Do you know I’ve dreamed of seeing these gorgeous breasts? Reality is even better than my imagination.”

“I had no idea you thought of me that way,” you admit, your words coming out between soft moans as he caresses your soft skin. 

“That one time you were warm in the office, and you unbuttoned your blouse just enough for me to see your cleavage… mmmm,” his words dissolve in to a moan, “I came so hard thinking about you that night.”

He drops his head to kiss and suck your nipples. His tongue circles each one carefully and then licks over the hard peaks before drawing them into his hot mouth. He hears you moaning and loves the sound. You arch your back into him, pushing your tits up into his mouth and hands, and he is happy to give you more of his touch.

“I- I think about you too… like that,” you admit to him.

He looks up at you with that naughty smirk of his, “Do you? And do you touch yourself when you think of me like that?” His fingers trail down your body making a path to your waistband. When he gets there he glides his hand underneath, seeking your sensitive pussy.

“I have yes,” you confess, your cheeks are burning as his hand finds how incredibly wet you already are for him.

“And what was I doing in these thoughts of yours?” He asks as his tongue licks at your breasts again before traveling lower.

“You- you were…” you can’t seem to make the words come out.

Obi-Wan runs his fingers through your wetness, finding your clit and circling it lazily. “You know, if you tell me, I’ll do it,” he prompts you. He’s slowly moving down the bed. He reaches your hips and pushes your pajama pants and panties down and off you until he has an excellent view of your most intimate parts.

“You were eating me out,” you say in a rush, shocked by your own daring. 

“Good, I like to think about that too,” he replies with a saucy wink. Then without warning he plunges his tongue deep inside you.

“Lord Kenoooobiiiiii,” you cry out for him, as he devours you like a starving man. His beard tickles your inner thighs as he licks long strokes from the bottom to the top of you. His tongue moves to lick your clit and then he sucks it hard into his mouth. You can’t seem to keep still, your hips buck up at his mouth until he uses the Force to hold you in place. Obi-Wan gets his fingers involved too, pushing two of them inside you and curling them upward. He’s rewarded with a high-pitched moan from you.

“Maker, yes, you’re so good at this, so gooood,” you praise him as he drives your pleasure higher and higher until it crests and the wave of bliss crashes over you. You shudder and mewl for him, feeling euphoric from the incredible sensations he’s given you. 

“Darling, you are a real treasure, letting me enjoy you so much,” Obi-Wan tells you as he gently kisses his way back up your body. 

“I think I’m the one getting most of the enjoyment,” you giggle and pull him in for a passionate kiss. 

“Mmm, that’s debatable,” he murmurs before he kisses you again, ardently.

You can feel him hard against your hip and you reach down to stroke his cock. Obi-Wan moans softly for you and then rolls over on top of you, slotting himself between your legs. Instinctively you wrap your legs around his hips to have him closer. He grinds against your wetness, slicking himself up well.

“Ready for more enjoyment?” He asks with a naughty smirk.

“Yes, please,” you reply, lifting your hips a little higher to encourage him.

He thrusts inside you slowly, he wants to feel every little part of you, to enjoy this first time of making you his lover.

“Ahhh, you’re big, L-Lord Kenobi,” you breathe out. He’s stretching you so well. It has been a while for you and you appreciate that he’s not in a rush.

“Call me Obi-Wan, darling,” he tells you. His voice sounds more affectionate. There is that softness again that you weren’t expecting.

“Obi-Wan, you feel so good,” you tell him, repeating his name. 

Obi-Wan smiles at you and finds your lips again. His kiss is more sensual this time, his tongue dances with yours. It feels more intimate and less demanding than his first kisses. He begins to move his hips more, pulling out of you almost all the way before gliding back in so deep. He does this for a while, nice languid strokes, letting both of you learn the other. When he feels your hands running up his arms and over his back, he moans his approval. So often his sexual encounters are a bit cold and detached, merely a means to get off as quickly as possible. But with you, there is that sweet connection that he craves. You mean more to him and he wants, no, he needs your touch.

“Yes, sweetheart, love the way you touch me, such beautiful hands,” he tells you. He looks down at you, his eyes finding yours and you gasp at the depth of emotion you can see there. Your hands smooth over his skin more, sweeping down over his shoulders and onto his chest. The delighted sounds he makes are music to your ears.

You grip his hips tighter with your legs and it encourages him to go faster. He rolls his hips as he moves, the head of his cock hitting that magical spot that makes you even wetter for him. You try to tell him how incredible he’s making you feel but all you can manage are moans and cries of his name. 

He presses himself closer to you, his chest rubs against yours now and he buries his face in your neck. Your arms wrap around him tight, holding him there. He can feel that you’re getting close, he can sense it through the Force. He whispers in your ear,

“Cum for me, darling, cum hard and I’ll fill you so well.”

“Obi-Waaaan,” you wail his name and clench around him. Sparks of pleasure run through your whole body and you shiver in his arms as your climax hits you. It’s even better than before, more powerful and you swear you can feel it in every pore of your being. 

Obi-Wan manages a few more hard thrusts before he can’t hold it in any longer. He pushes in as deep as he can get and floods your pussy with his cum. He moans your name and presses his body into yours. He takes your mouth again in a tender kiss as he stays inside you, not wanting to be apart just yet.

You catch your breath, your hands caressing him again, moving up to his cheeks. When he finally pulls away from kissing you, you smile at him

“Now that was a fantastic present.”

He chuckles happily in response, “Indeed it was, consider my birthday gift picked out.”

You giggle at that and he kisses you again, cuddling you to him as he gets even more comfortable in your bed.

A few days later, you’re in Obi-Wan’s posh penthouse sitting in front of his fireplace, a glass of ridiculously expensive wine in your hand. Your Sith lover is snuggled up next to you. It’s been a lovely Life Day, full of sweet surprises, laughter, and romance. Obi-Wan has made you feel like one of those girls from a holiday holofilm. 

“It’s been such a wonderful holiday, I love this time of year,” you say, admiring the pretty decorations you helped him hang just days earlier.

“I never used to like this time of year,” Obi-Wan murmurs, “Before now, I didn’t have good memories of Life Day.”

“But now you do?” you ask hopefully.

“I do,” he confirms and then smiles at you so brightly, “I think that is the best gift you’ve given me.”

“I hope I can give you the same gift next year,” you tell him.

“I hope you will too,” he replies as he pulls you in for a sweet, romantic kiss.

Thank you so much for reading!! I really hope you enjoyed this fic. Happy Holidays to you all!

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As I have said I might be changing the new Obi-Wan book I am trying to write let me know which one

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[skywlker-sluvtt]

Oral Fixation

Summary: Obi-Wan lets his usually innocent girlfriend suck the life out of him 😘

A/N: Finally posted for my favourite space daddy enjoy ;)

Warnings: blowjob, degrading, slight throat fucking, lmk if i should add more

Word Count: 1.6k

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Getting bored of the book in your lap you shifted to give Obi-Wan attention. He’d been playing with your hair since you’d been sitting between his legs on the floor. The way he’d been running his calloused hand through your hair and across your shoulders made you a little needy. Obi-Wan was so sweet and his gentle touches gave you ideas you probably should’ve shut down. You turned around to face him for some cuddles.

“Hey beautiful” He whispered as you rested your cheek against his thigh. “Hi,” You replied, putting the drawstring of his pants in your mouth to suck on it since you always seemed to need something in your mouth. “How about I give you something else to suck on?” He asked, you couldn’t tell if he was trying to seduce you or not. If Obi-Wan was purposefully being suggestive. The idea of sucking on his dick had become very appealing to your innocent brain as of late. All you could think about was pleasuring him. The only problem was your inexperience, the furthest you’d even got was letting Obi-Wan go down on you.

“Like what Obi?” You replied slowly you inching your hand toward his covered cock and moving your fingers across the bulge. Obi-Wan tensed up and looked at you in shock as you traced the outline of it. “Y/N” He breathed out confused. You looked up at him and he couldn’t help but wonder if you even knew what you were doing with those big innocent eyes. “I was just kidding my darling I-” He began to explain. “I wanna make you feel good” You whispered pausing your soft strokes. He chuckled and you leaned up to kiss him situating yourself properly on your knees. “Obi I need to occupy my mouth,” You told him with a slow bite of your lip.

He couldn’t help but smile at your desperation for his cock. “I’ve never sucked a dick before” You whispered nervously. “Love you really don’t have to force yourself-” Obi-Wan started. You smacked his thigh gently and he let out a dry laugh. “I am not forcing myself I need to…I just don’t know how” You told him.

His eyes widened trying to figure out a response to his usually shy girlfriend. “Please teach me Obi” You whined using those doe eyes you knew worked wonders on him. “Please?” You begged again running your finger up the seam of his pants to feel his half-hard cock beneath the layers. “If you really insist Y/N” He grinned and you nodded eagerly. “I absolutely insist Kenobi”

You watched attentively as he removed his pants and then his boxers and your eyes widened at how big he was. “Wow,” You giggled you weren’t expecting it to be so…beautiful? You followed suit taking off your top for him to gaze at your tits. Obi-Wan couldn’t help but feel guilty, not wanting to take advantage of his pure angel. Although that didn’t stop the thoughts of fucking your throat seep into his head. He’d never admit it but that image lived in his skull whenever he got a little too aroused. You glanced up at him before hesitantly licking his tip to see what he’d do or more importantly what he tasted like.

“Shit” He sighed. The warm dribble of his pre-cum was slightly salty against your tongue. But Knowing it was him, the purest form of Obi-Wan, made it ten times more delicious. “Wait you just…you’ve gotta be careful darling, I don’t want you to get hurt” He worried. “I won’t I promise. It’s so big and yummy please” You begged.

As many times as Obi-Wan imagined you on your knees for him swallowing his cock whole he couldn’t let you get hurt. Knowing how eager you were for him and how you often ended up getting too excited he refused to let you accidentally hurt yourself. “Here practice on my fingers first” He suggested and you nodded eagerly, anything to get closer to sucking on him.

“Be gentle ‘kay? Start slow love and no teeth” He started with his thumb pressing the pad of it against your tongue drool pooling in your mouth before you enthusiastically sucked on his thumb. Holding his wrist you looked up at him for approval taking his thumb deeper. “Good girl Y/N. Move your tongue a little too” He suggested before you flicked your tongue across his nail. “Just don’t go too far alright? Don’t gag too hard or y’know bite me” Obi-Wan smiled trying to be funny but losing his usual dry charm.

Rolling your eyes you pulled back with a string of spit connecting you to him. “Please Obi-Wan I just wanna suck your cock” You complained. “Okay, okay I know my smart girl will figure it out” He smirked and you felt a sense of pride bubble within you at the praise. With the little knowledge you had of pleasuring a man, you started by spitting on his cock and spreading it over his hard length.

“Mhm that’s my girl” He nodded. “Does my hand feel okay?” You asked. “More than okay,” He said in a husky voice. Fuelled by his words you licked a stripe from the base of him to the tip swirling your tongue around his head causing him to stifle a moan. The noises he made sent a fire straight to your core. You made it your job to pull the most disgusting moans from his throat for your own pleasure. For the first time, you wrapped your mouth completely around him sucking on his tip again and then pushing deeper. Saliva began escaping your lips and sliding down his cock.

“Shit, my love that’s perfect” He praised cupping the back of your head in his hand and rubbing his thumb comfortingly just behind your ear. You giggled sucking deeper onto his cock feeling it occasionally hit the back of your throat not yet setting off any gagging. His deep groans and whispers of praise clouded your vision making you completely desperate to satisfy Obi-Wan.

Confidentially you pushed further before gagging on his fat cock. Thick strings of drool spilt from your mouth as you pulled back. “Good little sl-” Obi-Wan stopped mid-sentence not wanting to discourage you. “Call me a slut Obi-Wan, I’m just a little toy for you” You whimpered craving his degrading words. Deciding on taking a break from sucking you began rubbing your tongue up and down the length of his cock and hesitantly touched his balls.

“My precious whore, you’re not as stupid as I thought” He let out a shaky breath as you very carefully toyed with them. “Am I doing good Master?” You smirked urging him for more degrading or approving words. His jaw almost hit the ground hearing you call him that, he couldn’t help but feel 10 times more turned on though. “Perfect my dear keep-keep your pretty lips on me, show me what a perfect fuck toy you are” He replied scrunching your hair into a makeshift ponytail and tugging on it eliciting a whine from your throat.

You wrapped your lips around his thick cock once more bringing Obi-Wan even closer to his orgasm. The mix of gentle sucking and touching of his balls had him on edge. You gagged a little on his dick again this time just letting the drool drip down to his balls and your chin. He knew he’d never get over the sight of you being so cock drunk all for him willingly gagging yourself on his dick.

“Good girl, s-such a good girl” He mumbled resisting the urge to thrust deeper into your throat. You continued even faster now determined to take his hot cum. Take it all down your throat till you choked. “Love you so much Y/N” He forced the words from his throat with breathy sighs in between causing your slick to coat your pink panties at his deep moans. The little composure he had left snapped as Obi-Wan bucked his hips deep into your throat making you gag, creating a disgustingly arousing noise. You loved it.

Even with tears dripping down your cheeks you were still desperate for his approval, glancing up from between his legs you watch him. Seeing how you turned noble Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi into a mess gave you a slight sense of accomplishment. You were Obi-Wan’s weakness and you adored it.

“Y/N holy stars, I’m gonna cum you b-better stop,” He told you momentarily opening his eyes. You attempted a laugh and sucked harder begging for his cum. Just as you were about to have it you were distracted, he fucking whimpered. Your eyes widened at the soft noise he let out before the milky liquid hit your tongue.

You gladly began swallowing it. The salty cum spurted from his tip and when you couldn’t take it anymore you pulled back guiding the rest of it to land across your tits. You continued working him through it using your hand to slowly pleasure his sensitive flesh. When he finished you kissed the tip of his pink head once more and then pecked his lips while he caught his breath. His eyes moved down to your cum covered tits. “Cumslut” He whispered making you giggle proudly.

“You’re exceptionally good at that” He sighed. “You whimpered” Was all you said making him blush. “I did not whimper” He replied. “More of a complimentary moan just for your ears” He explained making you smile. “I love your cock…it’s pretty” You grinned gently grazing your fingertips over the coppery leg hair on his thighs. “I think it’s your turn” He smirked lifting you onto the couch. “Even little whores deserve to cum” He teased. You giggled eagerly wanting to feel his beard against your pussy again. “Please, Master Kenobi?”

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[flightlessangelwings]

Ktober 2023 Day 5- Table Sex

Sith!Obi Wan Kenobi x fem!reader

Word count- 1.9k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), the prompt is table but it's actually desk sex lol, seduction, possessive/protective Kenobi, inappropriate use of the force, no use of y/n

Notes- Dedicating this one to all the Sith!Obi girlies (gn)! Prompt list made by me! Enjoy!

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“You wished to see me, Lord Kenobi?” you asked from the doorway to his office where you stood at attention.

He looked up from his desk, yellow eyes looking deep into your soul. But, his face softened- something that didn’t always happen. Lord Kenobi stood up and said your name, “Yes, come in,” he crossed around to the front of his desk.

“Yes, sir?” your voice wavered as you crossed the room and stood only a few feet from him. You took a deep breath to try and steady yourself.

“I hear you’ve been doing good work lately,” he crossed his arms and stood just a little taller, never breaking eye contact with you, “I wanted to thank you personally for all your hard work.”

You shivered, unsure why since the room wasn’t cold, “T-thank you, sir,” you bowed your head slightly. This wasn’t the first time he had done this, but it still made your pulse quicken every time. You had never heard Lord Kenobi praise anyone before, and as much as it sent a jolt of excitement, it also made you nervous since you weren’t sure why he was always so different with you.

 “Please there’s no need for that,” his tone was smooth and sultry as he reached out and tilted your chin up so that you met his gaze once more, “There,” he purred as he released you, “That’s better.”

You stiffened as you swallowed hard. You felt as if his eyes could see every little secret you ever held, including the attraction you developed for your superior. Knowing what you did about the force, you tried your best to bury your feelings whenever he was around, yet you couldn’t help but feel like his eyes read you like a book regardless.

“Is there something I can do for you, my Lord?” you asked, unsure of what to make of the way he devoured you with his eyes.

Kenobi just stared intently for a moment. “Is everything alright with you? Your superiors are treating you well?”

Completely caught off guard by his question, your mouth opened and closed a few times, “Y-yes sir.”

His eyes narrowed, “Are you lying to me?”

“No sir,” you replied almost too quickly.

“So if I were to ask if anyone gave you a difficult time, you would say no? Correct?”

“Why are you asking me this?” you asked, finding yourself too bewildered to be afraid at the moment.

He huffed, “I don’t want anyone accusing you of gaining favoritism from me is all.” Kenobi spoke so nonchalantly that you almost didn’t believe those were his words.

Your posture fumbled slightly, “No sir.” Even you didn’t believe your own words. You had been having trouble with some of the others in your unit, who bullied you and gave you a hard time because of Lord Kenobi’s apparent affinity towards you, but you had no idea he actually knew about it; you hadn’t told anyone about it.

Kenobi slowly stepped close until you felt his breath on your face. He didn’t seem upset that you blatantly lied to his face. In fact, he almost seemed amused. He cupped your chin once more, forcing you to look into his eyes, “As much as I hate to admit it,” his tone was low, “They are correct. I do favor you.”

You let out a gasp as you felt your body freeze in place. A thousand thoughts ran through your mind, but you had trouble forming any words for several moments, “Are you… using the force on me, my Lord?” was all you could say. You felt like you wanted to run, yet you couldn’t budge.

“Never, my darling,” he purred, “I want you to come to me on your own free will,” Kenobi paused, “If you wish, you may leave at any time,” he gestured to the door.

Suddenly you realized that nothing actually held you in place. Kenobi’s grip on your chin wasn’t tight enough to stop anything but turning your head, and he didn’t hold you anywhere else. Your skin warmed as you felt exposed, your secret revealed.

“But I will warn you, if you stay,” Kenobi smirked darkly, “I won’t be able to hold myself back any longer.”

Your eyes darted towards the door over your shoulder and you let out a heavy breath. But, you made your choice, “My Lord,” you whispered softly.

Kenobi’s face lit up, “Good girl,” he cooed as he closed the gap between your faces in a flash with a deep and heated kiss. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you towards him and engulfing you completely.

You moaned into his mouth as you surrendered to him, your fantasy finally coming true. Never in a thousand years would you have thought that the mighty, powerful, handsome Lord Kenobi would want you, but here he was, kissing you passionately, his hands roaming all over your figure.

In a flash of movement, Lord Kenobi spun you around and backed you up so that your legs hit his desk. When you gasped, he only kissed you deeper, his tongue exploring your mouth and playing with your own. You clung to his robes for support as you tilted your head to allow him better access to your body.

“You taste even better than I thought,” Kenobi groaned in a low tone, “Now let me see how lovely you are underneath those,” he tugged at your uniform.

“My Lord,” you moaned as you felt him open your jacket and slide it off your shoulders, followed by your undershirt.

“Beautiful,” he purred as he cupped your breasts. Kenobi’s fingers brushed across your nipples, causing you to moan loudly, as he squeezed and fondled your soft mounds.

You saw stars as he fondled you, his touch as expert as if he had touched you a hundred times before. But, you were caught off guard once more when you felt a slight pressure on your clit. Without realizing it, your eyes had fluttered shut, but they shot open when you felt that pressure on your clit again.

“My Lord?” you whined.

“Does that feel good, my dear?” Kenobi smirked as his hands ran down your sides and started working on your pants.

“Yes,” you breathed immediately.

His yellow eyes looked like they were about to burst into flames at any moment, “Good,” he put some pressure on your clit once more using the force. His cock twitched in his robes when every moan and writhe you let out, obviously enjoying this greatly.

Kenobi started removing your pants, but he didn’t make things easy for you. He continued to put pressure on your clit even as he worked on undressing you. Your body jerked with every push between your legs, and as it got harder, your legs trembled.

“Lord Kenobi,” you moaned his name as you fought to keep yourself upright on his desk.

“Are you going to cum, my lovely?” his tone was dangerously low.

“Yes,” you breathed.

He let out one single, sharp laugh before he stopped the assault on your clit with the force. When you let out a desperate whine, he put a finger on your lips to shush you, “I don’t want you to cum yet,” he warned as he yanked at his robes, “I don’t want you to cum until my cock is deep inside you.”

The moan you let out was the most sinful sound you had ever made in your life. And you had never been more turned on than you were right there, naked on Lord Kenobi’s desk with your legs spread and your glistening pussy on full display for him. But, your breath caught in your throat when he pulled his robes off and his fully erect cock sprang free. You couldn’t help but stare as your mouth watered, and you knew he noticed by the way he chuckled darkly.

“Not now, my darling,” he cooed as he grabbed your chin and forced you to look into his eyes, “Right now, I need to fuck you until all you can say is my name,” he leaned in and hovered his lips over yours, “So that everyone here knows you belong to me,” he growled before he kissed you harshly, possessively.

All you could do was moan into him as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and readied yourself for his cock. And you thanked the Maker that he didn’t make you wait long as he positioned himself at your entrance.

Kenobi broke away from the kiss just in time to thrust into you in one harsh movement, fully sheathing himself inside you and savoring the scream that you let out. Your mouth hung open and the moans and cried flowed freely as he thrust into you over and over again, fucking you right there on his desk.

“That’s it, darling,” Kenobi groaned as he felt your warmth around him, “Scream as loud as you want,” skin spalled against skin as he pounded into you, “I want them to hear the way I fuck you.”

“My Lord… Fuck… Ahhh,” you cried out as the room spun.

“Fuck you feel so good,” Kenobi growled as he bit down on your skin hard and picked up his pace.

“Oh fuck… Lord Kenobi!” you screamed as your body started to tremble.

“That’s it,” he growled, “Cum on my cock, my dear. Then you will be mine.”

With just the right amount of pressure on your clit and Kenobi’s cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside you, you came hard with a loud scream. You clung to Lord Kenobi tightly, so hard that your nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t care. Kenobi thrust into you over and over again, riding out your orgasm on his cock as you gushed onto him.

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned as he started to lose control of himself. Kenobi’s thrusts became erratic as he pounded into you with fervor. The way you clenched around him when you came made him see stars, and temporarily made him putty in your hands- his own little secret. But, it only took a few more thrusts for him to cum deep inside you, spilling himself into you with a growl of your name. 

Spent, Kenobi toppled forward onto his desk, pushing you onto your back in the process. His cock stayed buried inside you, not wanting to pull out just yet. Neither of you moved for several moments, and Lord Kenobi’s arms stayed wrapped around you possessively.

“That was… Maker… Wow,” you sighed as you closed your eyes.

Kenobi huffed in amusement, “There’s plenty more where that came from, my darling.” Begrudgingly, he pulled out of you, but he had to admire the view of you sprawled out on his desk, completely bare, with his seed dripping out of you, “Lovely,” he whispered.

You blinked your eyes open and felt embarrassed that Lord Kenobi was staring at you like that. You made a move to curl yourself up, to cover yourself, but a strong hand stopped you.

“Stay like this,” he ordered.

Swallowing hard, you paused before you answered, “Yes sir,” your voice was so quiet you weren’t sure if he heard you.

“I want you here, like this, every day,” his eyes stared deep into your soul.

“Yes sir,” you moaned.

“Good girl,” Kenobi said in that low sultry voice that made you shiver.

He would take care of anyone who dared harm you later, but for now, your pussy was too tempting to turn away from.

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[yourloverfromthepast]

Y/n meeting Grievous: General Grievous...you're uglier than I expected..

Grievous: ...

Grievous: Excuse me?

Y/n: I mean. Think about your name. How people call you. "General Grievous". It sounds so badass!! And only hot people can have such a cool name...like Obi-Wan!

"General Kenobi". My god it's so hot-

Obi-Wan: Don't mind them *facing you* Thank you y/n! *turns towards Grievous again* happens all the time, don't take it personally

Anakin, whispering and pouting: General Skywalker is cool too..

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