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feyre-darling92 · 2 years

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As it was

Sith!Obi-Wan x female reader.

A/N: I couldn’t help myself writing this, in my opinion sith obi-wan is an interesting alternative to both read and write for. Let me know your thoughts on this.

T/W: Swearing, mentions of death, force choking, bad writing, let me know if I missed anything.

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One year.

One year before they had told you he had died on Mustafar.

One year ago you had lost a part of yourself.

You were working at a cantina, a not very well-payed job but you could keep a low profile without causing too many suspicions.

You hadn’t heard of anyone, the only thing that you’d learned was that Anakin had become Darth Vader.

You, Anakin, Obi-Wa, Ashoka and Padme were a family.

First, you lost Ashoka. Leaving the Jedi Order and watching your sister walking away from you not intending to come back was the first hit.

Learning that Anakin had killed all these younglings and had turned to the dark side was the second one.

Seeing Padme giving birth to the twins and sensing her force signature becoming weaker and weaker before she died was the third one.

And learning that Obi-Wan who was sent to fight Anakin and stop him hadn’t returned from Mustafar was the final and strongest hit.

Everything after this is a blur.

All you know was that now you were here, trying to rebuild your life while trying to stay hidden as Anakin was searching for you.

You stayed on Tatooine mostly to take care of the boy but also because it was easier to hide.

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You woke up, early as always, and got ready to go to work. Before you left you took off the ring Obi-Wan had given you, the best you could do as marriage was against the code, and locked it in the drawer.

You wanted to wear it all the time, have this part of him with you but you couldn’t risk being recognized or robbed.

You opened the cantina, and the day went just as every day was.

There were a couple of fights, you always had to engage in one of them, you served drinks to creatures who flirted with you and got angry or disappointed when they didn’t get a response from you and had to help some drunk customers find the way out because they were obviously too drunk to go on their own.

You returned home exhausted both mentally and physically. It wasn’t unusual, so you did the same thing you did every time.

You sat on the small couch you had, the best you could buy, and started reading. It was your favorite activity and you loved it even more when you did it with Obi-Wan.

You shallowed at the memory and slowly picked up the book from the coffee table. “The beauty and the beast”. It was your favorite, loving it as a kid and loving it even more when you grew up and finally understood the meaning behind this tale.

A couple of hours had passed and you walked to the kitchen to take a glass of water, still reading when you heard a voice you thought you wouldn’t hear again.

“I see you still love this book”

You froze, slowly looking up from the book, afraid to face the hard truth.

“Obi-Wan?” a whisper came out of you after a few seconds.

“It’s me darling” he smiled softly at you and you tried to speak but you couldn’t.

He took a step forward from the counter where he was leaning in and you instinctively stepped back, avoiding closing the distance between you.

“Are you alive?” you said a tear streaming down your face.

“Of course I am, why would you think that I-”

“I was told you died on Mustafar,” you said.

“I would never leave you without saying goodbye, love”

For a moment you thought that things were the same as before. That you’d lie together and wake up the next morning in each other’s arms.

But no. Things were never going to be as they were. Your relationship was never going to be as it was.

“What happened?” your expression suddenly changed and you sounded colder than you’d like but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care.

Because the man who was standing in front of you, the man you’d love was not in him anymore. And his blue eyes you had so much fallen in love with were now replaced with the color of the sith.

A color you’d learn to hate.

“Y/N, you don’t know how much I missed you I-”

“I asked what happened,” you said calmly although on the inside you felt anything but calm.

His face changed, an expression you hadn’t seen in him before. Coldness and darkness were reflected.

He looked at you for a few seconds before he answered you. You knew exactly what he was thinking.

You had changed as well. And it was true.

Being mentally exhausted you allowed no emotions, at least no happy ones.

“I joined the Sith” he simply said not looking you in the eyes as he did back in the days.

“What have you done?” you muttered and backed away, your actions hurting him even more.

He thought that you’d at least be happy to see him.

“I did what I should have done years ago!” he yelled making you flinch. “I saw through the lies of the Jedi. Please listen to me” he lowered his voice seeing your reaction.

You had a shocked expression. “Listen to what exactly? You were fully dedicated to the Jedi. You- you were sent to stop Anakin. They told me that you died!”

“I know, darling but if you listen to me-”

“No!” you couldn’t hold your emotions back any longer.

“Because for one year, one fucking year, I mourned for you, I cried for you. I dropped everything because of the Sith, I lost everything because of the Sith and you come here today as if nothing happened and casually mention that you’re one of them! Where were you, Obi-Wan? Where were you when I needed you the most? You didn’t even care! When you gave me this ring you gave a damn promise and you-” you were cut off by the force choking you.

He was choking you.

“Obi-Wan” you tried to breathe but it was impossible.

He finally let you and you dropped to the ground, air finally filling your lungs.

“Listen to me” he said and you didn’t look up, not wanting to face him anymore.

“I joined them because I could become stronger than ever. I could finally gain power, power the Jedi didn’t allow me to have. I don’t have the Jedi order to forbid me to feel and love. Don’t you see it? I am free now”

“You really believe what are you saying?”

“I do”

“Then the man I loved is truly dead” it came out more like a whisper but he heard it.

He kneeled in front of you and grabbed your chin, forcing you to face him.

He didn’t say anything, he just looked into your eyes, an unreadable expression forming on his face.

“I am not dead, darling. I am reborn. And one day you will see that I am right. Come with me. We can make things as they were. We can live as we did before” he left your chin and caressed your cheek but you immediately pulled away from his touch.

“No, Obi-Wan. We can’t”

Seeing this he got up. “You will join me”

“I will not. And you can’t force me. Because deep down I know that you still love me”

“Come with me. Please”

“You heard me. I am not coming with you”

“This is your last chance, Y/N. Join me or we’ll have to do this the hard way”

At the sound of these words, you got up, ready to fight if you had to.

“I love you, Obi-Wan. I still do. But I will not join you. Not this time”

“I love you too. That’s why you’re coming with me” he said and before you could realize what was happening he waved a hand over your head and everything turned black.

Part 2

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kavaeroexe · 2 years

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HELLO!!! your yandere padme and anakin fic has me in a chokehold, you are seriously talented! if you're still taking requests I'd love some yandere Wrecker or yandere/sith obi wan headcanons, whichever one works for you- im OBSESSED WITH BOTH OF THEM❤❤❤‼️‼️thank you ❤️

Oh my god... THANKYOU ARIEFJAJFDJF I HONESTLY DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY, LETS GET STARTED <3

Take what you deserve.

Sith!Obi-wan x reader

warning: typos, bad grammar

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strict of course

but when I talk about strict Sith Obi-wan, I really mean strict, that means the punishment is also something we all want to avoid.

force choking-? that’s one of it

but when he’s mad enough, it will be the stage of him starving you until you beg for help

cutting your limbs? never impossible

especially if you’re a rebel and you’re a Jedi

cutting your limbs is truly one of the options he’ll use for you

but if you really reach the point you made him run out of his own patience

but he’s a patient man, even if he’s a Sith

because he learns to be soft around you

if he becomes suddenly silent or stops visiting you, then soon he will prepare something for you that you are sure you will never like, punishment of course.

if you face that situation, I think it’s better to seek his forgiveness rather than using that free time to escape

if you escape, the punishment will be even harder.

just don’t be stupid.

you know the situation

just love him then your whole life will never be miserable and helpless

okay about cutting your limbs...

I think when he finally does that, he’ll feel super bad, seeking your forgiveness but will also say “It’s for your best” when actually it’s for his best.

for his best so you’ll learn your lesson, not to run away

one day he just gives you synthetic arms/legs for which one he cuts your body idk which one

and if you’re trying to run away with that gifts he gave you, don’t worry, he got a small remote here to control that synthetic arm/legs, maybe he could turn it off (especially if he’s cutting legs if you run away and turning the hand ones if you’re using your lightsaber or blaster)

but after that, he’ll slowly approach you and ask what makes you uncomfortable here

he’ll hug you, stroking your hair softly while asking in a soft, sad voice asking what’s wrong, what is the thing you despise here that makes you keep and keeps running away.

maybe his attitude, or this place, he sure he can change it for you, just for you.

if you’re once his close friend, he knows everything about you, what you like and what you’re scared of

he’ll use that against you

but only in words, he actually never does it, but his words are sound serious enough makes you consider your rebel action sometimes

because if he really does it, it will make everything complicated, I think.

actually he hates it when he has to punish you violently, but he got no other choice

he’s between love or hates your crying, he loves to wipe it out when you’re crying in his arms after he catches you and then goes “shh shh it’s okay, I’m here with you, we can delay the punishment until you stop crying, right here in my arms”

yandere Jedi Obi with yandere Sith Obi is a total different y’know

you don’t know? now you know, you’re welcome..!

but if you are in love with how the way he is

he’s over the karking galaxy.

hell cuddle when he’s in bad mood, he’ll kiss before and after he goes to work, and he’ll be a super nice husband.

bad rumor about you among the admirals, captains, clones, or anyone it is? there will be no tomorrow for them.

he’ll never show his anger, despite you already know who he is

basically just doesn’t want to scare you, he doesn’t want to see your scared face

when you’re crying he’ll wrap you around his arms but silently make a murder plan in his head somewhere in the storage of his brain but he’ll make sure he’ll be there until you’re done crying and feeling better.

“it’s okay dear, you’re stronger than them, and soon everything will be fine because I know you’re strong.”

he loves it when you scold him every time he got injured after a mission, even though the scar is not that bad and it’s also had been taken care of before he comes home, but he loves at your cute mad face scolding him, he then kiss your lips and you becoming quickly silent is also cute for him, sometimes he laughs it off after he kisses you.

but he’s a sweet man after all

MORNING ROUTINE WITH THIS ONE SITH IS-

it’s between he wakes up earlier and then left you because emergency

or he wakes up late by purpose so you’ll wake him up

and playfully tuck you to bed again, fills your face with a thousand passionate kisses here and there

but if you tickle him first, he’ll either wake up or trap you in and give you his revenge

he’s sensitive when being tickled, no more denial. HE’S TICKLISH.

I guess that’s all for yandere portion, I love this man so much you just don’t know about it

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queenie-official · 7 months

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Judge: He’s responsible for killing children

Me: But your honor, he’s just so baby girl

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker y/n quotes #atoc anakin #anakin skywalker fanfiction #anakin skywalker #anakin imagine #star wars anakin #padawan anakin #rots anakin #anakin needs a hug #anakin x reader #anakin x reader fluff #sw anakin #obi wan and anakin #star wars #attack of the clones #revenge of the sith #anakin and ahsoka #queenie’s thoughts Xx<3

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p0piaz · 2 years

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

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demigoddessqueens · 2 years

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You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you

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darthgloris · 7 months

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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

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hnrytea · 3 months

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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

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weixuldo · 3 months

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No Attachments pt 2

Jedi! Anakin x F/Dancer!Reader

a/n: so idk y this story appealed so much to me, but I just wanted to write pining casue I haven't done that in a while... I hope you all enjoy the second part of this mini series :)

Slight NSFW

Anakin’s growing interest doesn’t go unnoticed

Warnings: cursing, anakin is a little bit of a perv, exhibitionism, voyurism, horny thoughts, cursing, fantasies, masturbation, cannon typical violence, mentions of sexual harassment

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The colorful lights of the club shone perfectly against your skin as you enchanted the audience- you made sure to dress up extra nice tonight though because your little jedi was in attendance.

The duo had been coming in every few days for the past couple of weeks to monitor the areas, get new information, and to search for any dodgy characters.

Once you realized they would only be here on certain days, you decided to switch up your outfit cycle and routines; you said you wanted the younger of the two and you knew just how to get him.

Today was a normal day- the pair walked in and greeted your manager and the other employees; of course the younger, whom you learned was named “Anakin”, came up to greet you with a nervous smile.

Even after meeting several times, he just couldn’t seem to get a hold of himself when you were in his vicinity.

You noticed his lingering eyes as you weaved your way through the crowds each night, his sweaty palm when he shook your hand after a check-in (he noticed his perspiration and began offering his gloved hand instead).

The way he’d bashfully look away once you locked eyes with him- he was totally smitten.

The times he chose to “check-in” also didn't go unnoticed; he always pulled you aside right after a performance or right after you switched outfits (he really just wanted an excuse to gaze upon you for just a moment longer).

Little did you know that you were always on his mind- when he left the entertainment district and went back to the temple, no matter how hard he tried, you just simply would not leave his thoughts. Your perfect body haunted him as he would try to resist his natural urges.

He was better than this and he knew it! So why couldn't he stop himself from imagining you, spread out on his bed at the temple in one of your little outfits, beckoning him with hooded eyes.

“Anakin” you would call in a sultry tone, drawing him in.

He’d ravage your body with hungry kisses and pull at the perfectly fit clothing stuck to your body.

How many nights had he stayed awake with the company of his own hand, just imagining you around him?

He’d watched every one of your shows- he had seen your hips, how flexible you were, how calculated you were… he needed you to himself.

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You finished your main dance for the night and had a few private sessions lined up for some very eager patrons. You didn’t mind doing the private dances, it brought in good money- but they could be… uncomfortable sometimes.

The lace of your newest lingerie set brushed your thighs as you pulled it up; the first patron was a regular whom you really did not like- he was rude, touchy, and would often try to convince you to do things above your pay-grade…lovely way to start the night.

The dim hallway was lined with what looked like velvet and rhinestones, an obvious reminder of what you were here to do.

At the end of the hall were your assigned private booths, your patron was already waiting in there- you could feel the sleazy aura from behind the door. With a sigh you fixed a fake smile onto your face and strided for the door.

You prepared to knock but you felt a demanding presence behind you

Anakin.

Your perfectly painted lips curled into a smile and you gently nibbled on your lower lip before turning around. He stood a few feet from you, back straitened, arms crossed, and legs holding a domineering stance.

“Well look who it is, what can I do you for? Oops! I mean do for you” you teased with a confident smirk.

The jedi’s scarred eye twitched before he unfurled his arms and strode towards you, “need to do a check-in” he said bluntly before looking down at the floor (so cute).

“I’ve got a dance I gotta do first- can it wait for a minu-”

“No, tell that pervert he can get another dancer to straddle his lap- you’re occupied” he stated; his demanding tone sent shivers up your spine.

Funny he thought the people who pay to see you were creeps when he does the same things for free… just the other day you heard him stroking himself in the employee refresher; the fast plaps of his dick sliding through his strong hands, his concealed groans, and breathy pants… you heard it all- and you knew exactly why he felt the need to do that while he was on shift. Quite hypocritical of him.

“Pervert, huh? Well I happen to need these pervs to come in and request dances so I can pay my bills” you said back to the man standing in front of you.

He stepped forward and pulled out a small device from his utility belt and fiddled with the controls, you stood on your tippy toes to peek at what he was doing. Once he was done he turned the screen towards you and impatiently muttered, “there, now may we proceed with the check-in?” .

The small device showed your banking account and a slip for a transfer of 3500 credits- holy shit!

“Anakin, what?” you said in shock.

“Now you don’t have to complain about losing money from that man” he said blankly before guiding you back to your dressing room.

You knew the Jedi temple had a stash of funds, but that was just crazy! 3500 credits to skip one dance!

As he guided you Anakin mulled over what to discuss with you in the room- he had just “checked in'' earlier today and both of you knew there wasn’t anything that went on in between then and now.

To be honest, he just didn’t want you going in there and dancing for someone… he didn’t like the idea of you doing that for anyone in private (unless it was him).

Once you reached your room, you sat comfortably on your sofa and he took the seat adjacent to you. He was about to speak when a pile of your fabric began to move- Anakin’s senses heightened and he was ready to attack anything that came out.

“Nechaska, my sweet girl! C'mere '' you smiled calling for your fluffy loth cat.

She hurried to your side and hopped into your lap with a content purr. Anakin scoffed at the cat, a little embarrassed it startled him so much.

“Nechaska?” he questioned, “you speak Huttese?”.

“Tagwa, um u jedai?” you responded with a smile.

“Tagwa mee'm tuta tatooine” he said, calling out his home planet.

“Very nice- I like your accent” you smiled at his blushing face.

“And I like your kitty” he smirked, pointing as Nachaska growled at the strange man in front of her, though both of you knew which kitty he was referring to.

“You like my kitty? Wanna play with her” you flirted back with a laugh before coaxing the ball of fluff in your lap to back down.

Yes I would, Anakin thought to himself before he strode closer and squatted down slowly so that he was eye height with the loth cat in your pretty lap.

“Nene” you cooed, using her nickname, “It’s ok baby, he’s not gonna hurt you”.

Anakin slowly extended his gloved hand but the cat swatted it away; she hissed once more before sinking her claws into his glove. Your eyes widened at her peculiar behavior before you pulled her away.

“Nechaska! Bad girl- we don’t claw people! Are you alright Anakin?” you asked worriedly.

Anakin’s eyes were trained on your cleavage as your robe slid off your shoulder as you calmed your cat down and it didn’t help when you called his name so breathlessly (it made his dick stir).

“Oh yea, i’m good” he said, snapping out of his trance.

“She has really sharp claws, are you sure you’re ok?” you asked again.

“Yea, don’t worry about it doll, can't feel it anyways” he laughed.

“What do you mean?” you asked.

He shrugged and began to take his glove off; you had never seen him without it. As it slid down his arm the fabric and skin was replaced by cool metal- a prosthetic! Did he lose it in battle-

“See, not a scratch- you don't have to worry about me” he said before reaching to pet your cat with his flesh hand, “She probably could tell it was metal- I’ve found that animals prefer the real thing” he smiled as she nuzzled her face against his large hand.

His large, strong, veiny hand. The tendons pulled as he maneuvered his fingers around Nene’s soft coat. His long fingers looked a little too appealing; wonder what would they feel like inside of-

“You’ve got a really nice pussy here” he said with a smirk, still looking at the cat (and not you).

“Yea, she’s really sweet” you said before pulling her from his reach, “Now what did you need to talk to me about?” you said impatiently.

He looked down with a smile and shook his head; he could tell you were jealous of the attention he was giving your pet- it was cute.

“Just wanted to ask if you had any more info or if you’d overheard anything lately?” he said as he took his normal seat on the velvety couch adjacent to your vanity.

“Ani- what would I have heard? I’ve been on stage all night” you sighed; you didn't even realize you had shortened the Jedi’s name (it was a habit for you to give everyone nicknames, especially since you’d been in this business to long- people loved a good pet name).

“What did you just call me?” the Jedi asked, placing his elbows firmly on his knees and leaning forward.

He seemed displeased; you inhaled sharply.

“Sorry, ‘ts a habit- I just shortened names a lot, I didn’t mean to offend you” you sputtered out as you subconsciously held Nene closer to your chest; her purrs against your chest gave you comfort.

What you didn’t know was Anakin had to slide forward because his dick perked up at the name; he called you into this meeting so he couldn’t just leave now- but he also didn’t want you seeing his obvious hard-on.

…Especially just from his name.

“It’s alright-” he said deeply.

“I won’t call you that again, My apol-”

“No!” he half shouted, half pleaded; he cleared his throat and shook his head, “no, you’re good, sweetheart”.

Sweetheart…

You almost had to suppress a moan as you clenched your thighs together. Anakin observed you and tried to analyze what was going through your mind- was the name too much?

Sure you were a flirty person but he could never tell if you actually meant it or if it was just your work persona. Either way, sometimes he just had to take a risk.

“Well then, Ani… What other knowledge can I offer you?” you batted your lashes finally gaining your footing again.

Before he could answer there was a familiar knock on your door, “Hey Z! C’mon in” you said standing.

Your boss walked in somberly with Obi-Wan and another dancer, “Excuse the interruption my dear, but a new development has just arisen in the case”.

“Anakin, we need to talk to this young woman, now” the bearded man beckoned.

“Would you be ok to do another dance tonight? Since Rini needs to be spoken to…” Z asked anxiously, his pale blue hands wringing around his robes.

“Of course, Z” you said as the jedi and your coworker left the room.

“What’s going on?” you asked worriedly once the door was closed.

The tall twi’lek shook his head and you ran to his side as he buried his face in his hands.

“Tarkir was found in the back alley, disarmed and severely injured” he explained and you allowed your Nene to sit in his lap.

Takir was a Togruta who was a few years older than you who worked as head of security at the club. You and him didn’ talk much but there was a general sense of comradery among the club’s employees.

But you did know that he and Z had been together since you had worked at the establishment (which was years…).

“Maker?! Where is he now? Is he going to be alright?” you asked, placing a comforting hand on Z’s back.

“He’s been taken to a med center but I’m not sure if he’ll pull through…” Z sniffled.

“I'm so sorry Z- Is there anything I can do?”

He shook his head, “No, but thank you dear… But Rini-”

“What about Rini?”

His fingers ran through your cat’s fur as he calmed himself (you’d never seen him so vulnerable).

“She- She has been involved with the crimes… and the patron- Nevermind, I’m sure the Jedi will fill you in” he wiped at the tears forming in his eyes.

“No- I need to know that you’ll be ok, I don’t want to leave you like this Z” you said as you placed your hands on his shoulders.

He shook his head, “I’m fine- What would help me the most is if you would perform Rini’s number since she’s probably going to be arrested in a few hours” he attempted to joke and you nodded.

“Alright”

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That night was the last time you saw the jedi pair; with the case solved, there was no reason for them to stick around.

The whole club had kinda gotten used to seeing them; honestly kind of a shame they wouldn’t be around anymore.

Months went by and people moved on, but you couldn't remove Anakin from your mind- you really did start to like him… But it was relieving to know the immediate danger was gone.

You still weren't really sure what actually occurred, but you did know that Rini was taken to the jedi temple and promptly replaced. Z hired a new head of security and spent more time at home caring for his lover and less time at the club.

Things had definitely changed- for the first time in years you were not enjoying your work anymore. You couldn’t quite put your finger on why but you had begun searching for other jobs.

Sure the crimes had been absolved but something about the place just felt unsafe- especially since Z wasn’t there to manage it full time anymore.

Tonight was the same as always, you got ready, warmed up, and headed backstage to wait for your cues. Recently your dancing had been lackluster- of course the patrons still enjoyed the show, but your heart just wasn't in it anymore.

The presenter announced your oh-so familiar stage name and you strutted onstage. The LED lights of the club flashed as your song began. Without much effort you strutted down the stage to the silver pole and completed a full carousel swivel before landing in a split. The crowd cheered as you maneuvered your legs into a new position.

There were more patrons than usual tonight; was there a holiday you weren’t aware of? You scanned the crowd to get a feel of what kind of people you would be entertaining here tonight- they seemed kind of rowdy.

You almost missed your next move when your eyes landed on a familiar face; those piercing blue eyes, that scar- Anakin.

As you continued your performance, he watched intently, eyes never leaving your form. He really wasn’t supposed to be here but it had been too long since he saw you. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remove your enchantment from his mind.

Night after night, he dreamed only of you; some nights he woke to stained boxer shorts, others, he had to rut his hips into his mattress to suppress his desire.

Finally, today he was able to slip away from the temple to take some much needed personal time; Obi-Wan had asked him what his plan was and he explained he needed to go into the city to look at new parts for his arm.

Obviously that was a lie, because Anakin had just repaired it about a week ago, but Anakin had a feeling Obi-Wan already knew what he was doing.

He donned civilian clothes and headed into the heart of the bustling city, ready to see you again.

And here you were, dancing across the stage- how he missed the colored lights across your soft skin; he needed to speak with you. Your song finished and he practically ran to the teller to set up a private meeting.

Forcefully he slammed his credits down on the counter and spoke, “I want to request room 3 with the last dancer that was on”.

“Oh, she is our highest rated dancer, her fees are very-” the woman said cautiously.

“I’m aware, I’ll pay whatever I need to have an audience with her” Anakin spoke formally, making a few patrons laugh at his vernacular.

“Alright” the woman replied skeptically, preparing to jot his name down.

“Tell her it's Anakin,” he said before the woman handed him the shiny golden key to the room at the end of the hall.

He entered the familiar room and sat with a nervous sigh- he was finally going to ask what he had been wanting to for months.

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You let your hair down from the tight updo it was in as someone knocked on your door.

“Come in!” you said with a sigh; you really just wanted this night to be over.

The desk attendant walked in with a notepad and started reading off the private dances you had scheduled tonight.

“- Anakin”

You stopped what you were doing and turned towards her.

“Anakin?” you confirmed.

“Yes, he's a taller guy with a scar over his-” she began.

“Clear my schedule for the rest of the night- I’m only seeing him” you said as you hastily searched for your best outfit (an elegant dress that wasn't too revealing).

“B-but y/n, what about the other-”

“Tell them I have been fully booked or tell them that my availability has changed, ‘t doesn't really matter to me” you said, touching up your lipgloss.

She nodded before heading for the door, “He’s in room 3”.

Room 3… you took a deep breath as you made your way down the velvety hallway.

Everything's gonna be fine- just be confident as always.

With a tremor in your hand you reached for the door.

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a/n: soo yea sorry abt all of the new characters but i wanted to make this story realistic lolll- idk y but perv ani has been on my mind 😩

#anakin x reader #anakin #star wars x reader #star wars #anakin x you #no attachments #anakin star wars #jedi anakin #anakin skywalker x female reader #obi wan and anakin #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin smut #sw smut #star wars episode iii: revenge of the sith

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babypinkhearts · 3 months

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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

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catsareawesomee · 3 months

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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

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feyre-darling92 · 2 years

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As it was - P.2

I couldn’t wait to write part two and I can say that I hurt my own feelings by writing this. Hope I don’t hurt yours. Also sorry if this is bad, I tried my best.

T/W: Blood, major character death, sad ending, full of angst, very brief sexual content, Dark content, bad writing, let me know if I missed anything.

Word Count: 998

You opened your eyes and looked around you. You were in an unfamiliar bedroom, Maker knows where, alone.

You looked out of the window.

The house was by the sea, the grey color of the clouds in the sky reflecting on the sea.

Great! You thought as you checked the door only to find it locked.

You tried to find his force signature and felt that he was close. So you did the first thing that came to your mind.

“Obi-Wan!” you shouted and banged the door. “Obi-Wan!”. You used the force to break the lock unsuccessfully.

Obi-Wan who was close to his room heard your screams, sighed and unlocked the door from the outside.

“Are you so desperate for me, darling?”

“What did you do? How dare you lock me here as if I am a wild animal?”

“Calm down” he tried to take your hands in his but you took them away.

“Ι told you that you’d come with me whether you wanted it or not. You’re strong with the force, Y/N. If you let me train you-”

“You better let me go or I will have to make my way out, Obi-Wan. And you know that I will”

There was nothing sweet between you. No, he had now become your enemy.

“Why do you have to fight me? Can’t you see? I still love you”

He came closer and closer and you continued stepping back until you hit your back against the wall.

“I will never love you” you spat.

He grabbed you by your neck fiercely. “Oh, you will. either you want it or not. I can brake you. Ι can torture you. I can wait. But in the end, you’ll have only me” he whispered in your ear, giving you goosebumps.

You looked at him with hate in his eyes. You knew he meant it. And it hurt you the most.

He lifted his head and kissed you roughly, pinning your hands so you couldn’t fight back.

“I missed you,” he said and started trailing kisses across your jawline, then your neck, your collarbone, and then he kissed you again.

“Tell me that you missed me”

“I- I missed you” you finally admitted it. When he heard it he lifted you and moved you to the bed, gently laying you down and continuing his previous actions.

It took you a while but you found the strength to use the force and push him back, throwing him against the wall.

You grabbed his lightsaber and ran out of the room.

You ran through many corridors and walked down many stairs, killing some guards on the way, but in the end, you found the exit.

Only that before you could exit the building the door closed and you turned around to face him.

His beautiful features were now distorted from the anger and he approached you slowly, his hand still raised.

“Let me go. Please”

“I already told you, darling. I won’t”

“Then you will have to fight me” You ignited his saber and took a fight position.

“You don’t want to do this, Y/N” He warned you with a low tone.

It was true. You didn’t. But you couldn’t stay, either.

“Will you really do it?”

“I will do what I must” you pointed the lightsaber at him.

He ignited his and the fight began.

You attacked with a strength you hadn’t felt before and he blocked you easily before he attacked. Your defensive spin saved you but not from the blow that hit you on the leg.

Screaming from the pain you fell to the ground and he turned his saber away from you.

“I am still the same man you loved”

“No” You looked at him, tears in your eyes “No, Obi-Wan. The man I loved died one year ago, along with Anakin. My whole family died that day. What has taken your place is... a monster. Because the man I loved would never do such things”

He again hit you, this time the weapon piercing your stomach.

“You can keep fighting me. You can keep pushing me away. But I know that I miss you. I know that what I have become scares you. But let me save you. Let me guide you. Let me love you” he was standing now in front of you.

“I love you Obi-Wan. But this is your fault” you said, and closed your eyes, tired from this nightmare. You gathered all your strength and made the final blow.

With a surprised look, he fell to the floor next to you, and you took him in your arms.

“I am sorry, Obi-Wan. But don’t you understand? You were supposed to destroy the Sith. Not join them”

“I’ve always loved you” he lifted his hand to caress your cheek and you leaned in his touch for the last time. With a bloodied hand he brushed the tears away and smiled at you. “I will see you again,” he said, his eyes turning blue again. “And I hope you can forgive me” he took his last breath and left you standing there alone crying.

“I already have” you softly smiled at him and closed his eyes, leaving him here.

You opened the door and got out.

Barely able to walk you walked a couple of meters before you fell on the sand. You sat, watching the view in front of you.

The sky was clear now, the sunset coloring the sky pink which reflected on the sea, making the scenery breathtaking.

Smiling, you took the ring from your pocket and put it on your finger.

“I forgive you” you shed your last tear and closed your eyes forever.

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And once your force ghosts were reunited you forgave each other. And now that you had all the time you made everything as it was.

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pinksloosh · 2 years

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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.

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peachysnips · 1 year

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padme is incredibly strong bcs if this guy asked ME to go and commit unthinkable atrocities together i’d be skipping along in a heartbeat

I mean COME ON 😭🫠

#star wars #ugh im kidding about the atrocities #sorta… :P #anakin skywalker #anakin x you #anakin x reader #darth vader #revenge of the sith #obi wan #anakin #anakin imagine #padme amidala #hayden christensen #star wars padme #anakin star wars #the clone wars #sw #anidala #anakin x padme

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p0piaz · 2 years

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I just love drawing photoshoot pics and making them their character 🖤

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skywlker-sluvtt · 1 year

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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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