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esha-isboogara · 2 years

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𝓼𝓽𝓪𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓿𝓮 ♡

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"Lord Ren.." you questioned tentatively standing outside the door to his quarters. As much as you feared for your own life you were much more afraid of Supreme Leader Snoke than the Knight of Ren.

Though it was slightly tedious that he had called you all the way down to his chambers only to leave you out to dry you did not have enough confidence to knock again and risk being on the wrong side of his explosive temper.

Nothing but silence greeted you. Your heart was pounding in your chest , your breath almost got caught in your throat you were sure you'd give yourself a heart attack. Hux would have your head if you returned without Kylo.

"Ok y/n think think THINK" you chided yourself,biting your bottom lip gently. Your life depended on whatever you decided on doing next. You willed yourself to take a few deep breaths in a desperate attempt to calm down. Closing your eyes you allowed your mind to go blank.

An idea popped into your head almost immediately.

It was a simple. All you had to was find a droid,specifically a cleaning or medical one , they would have the code for his room 100%. Most of them did. You could enter behind the droid and get in no trouble at all.

This plan was nothing short of foolproof.

With a small smile on your face you made your way down the long,dim hallway , catching a shiny black cleaning droid leaving one of the Troopers training facilities.

You cleared your throat "I am Lieutenant Y/n L/n. I am following orders from General Hux to bring Lord Ren to meeting room and I-"

Something shiny caught your eye and you whipped around your hand resting on the blaster at your waist.

Standing there in her shiny metal armor was Captain Phasma.

She was one of the most powerful soldiers you ever had the privilege of working beside. Her very presence demanded respect while her aura screamed power.

You stood at attention your cheeks flushed. "Captain" You saluted.

"At ease Lieutenant Colonel L/n. I have been searching for you actually. Hux instructed me to update him on your progress with Ren as it has been quite a while since you left the board room”. She chuckled, leaning against one of the metal doors "I’m shocked it’s taking this long- between us Y/n , you always were one of his favorites”.

Your eyes widen a bit in shock.

What did she mean? You were his favorite? He was always so strict and demanding when it came to any task you were completing around him.

"I'm sorry for the set back ma'am. Lord Ren refuses to answer the door let alone acknowledge me. I planned on having a droid open the doors for me”.

Phasma nodded. "I'm sure you are well aware of the Genrals temper...he will not wait too much longer. I have the code for absolute emergencies so I am going to let you in. Once you're in use any means necessary to get him to the conference room within your ranks boundaries of course. Got it"?

"Yes Captain. Thank you Captain" You said gratefully ,relaxing your muscles. Finally this whole ordeal was coming to an end.

In a matter of seconds his door was open and you were alone in the Knights room.

It was almost completely dark , besides the starlight filtering through the huge window.

You could not really makeout the layout of your surroundings. All you were able to see somewhat clearly was a grey writing desk covered in loose papers. Not unusual for Kylo.

"L-Lord Ren. General Hux instructed me to bring you to the meeting with the Prime Minister. I was not filled in completely as the General was in a hurry to for me to retrieve you.".

For a moment is was silent but you heard a sound coming from your left.

His heavy boots could clearly be heard on the metal floor. You could feel him approaching you.

"You really think you can order me around like that ...Lieutenant L/n " he growled , his deep voice seemed eerily robotic under his mask.

"Of course not my lord. I am in no position to give such orders I should have phrased it differently. I am truly sorry my lord". You hoped your voice didn't sound as frightened as you felt. You just wanted this all to end.

“Mmm. In order to learn from your silly mistake I believe it's best to reprimand you. Puppies never learn unless they are treated with strictness". He almost whispered. He reached his hand up to take his mask off revealing his face to you.

You could barely see him due to the lack of actual light but from what you were able to catch made your heart stop.

His jaw was sharp , while his dark hair fell to his shoulder in curly locks. You could see his deep brown eyes darken as they looked you up and down. A terrifying smile crossed his face only making him all the more attractive.

You backed up against the wall , afraid of what he might do to you. In your days back in training you had heard stories of some of the horrible punishments Ren would inflict. All you could hope for was a quick and painless death.

"Pl-please my lord. I will never address as such ever again."

He laughed. "Ohh my dearest you always were so clueless I find it quite cute. I would think someone as clever as you would catch on quickly. I have had my eyes on you since the moment I found out you'd be..working under me". He paused allowing his words sink in.

You nodded slowly doing your best to grasp his words correctly.

"It was hard keeping myself under control you know ? When they changed your uniform to that tight little dress...it looked so good on you I wanted to ravage you in front of every leader in the galaxy. But there's always someone around ruining my plans. I just could not wait any longer. All I had to do was sit and wait patiently and lo and behold Hux sent you right to me."

You eyes widened with every word.

This has to be a dream. Maybe I'm hallucinating. This is not really happening is it ? Am I dead ? Oh my god did I die and this is heaven?

His gloved hand touched your arm ,causing you to shiver.

"I can hear your thoughts ...it's adorable I assure you this is really happening my sweet puppy. Don't let your thoughts consume you. Just submit to me. Resistance is futile my dearest".

You were completely speechless.

He smiled (a rare sight for anyone) as he lifted you up in his strong arms and placed you on his mattress. The silk sheets were softer than anything you've ever felt in your life. The combination of his hands and the bed covering beneath you left you breathless.

"You're so beautiful" he smiled, brushing his lips against yours. His large hands began to explore your body. Every inch , every crevice, every small detail Kylo truly wanted to experience your body in the fullest.

As much as you wanted to stay quiet you couldn't help but let out little whimpers as he handles you in such a way. It was for Kylo to act in such a way. But you decided to take his advice and submit.

Kylo gazed at you hungrily. You watched as his eyes took in all your beauty. Without even moving his arms your dress was pulled over your head along with your bra. His force power was so terrifyingly strong.

And even so here you were. Laying almost fully nude on the bed of your leader.

"I just want you as my own" he mumbled. His rough fingers teased your sensitive buds punching them ever so lightly. In a vain attempt to hide your arousal you attempted to close your legs only to have them forced open by some unknown force.

"You are just so needy darling I've barely even lay a hand on you...mmm I can't wait to fuck you senseless"Kylo cooed , running his cold fingertips on the moist fabric causing you to bite your lip in anticipation.

"I'm sorry my Lord. I've learned my lesson I promise please just stop teasing me. I need you Lord Ren". you whine as he uses his thumb to press down on your clit. This small action earns a small yelp.

"Oh? It's funny you say that actually. Every single day I've had to hold myself back. Imagine it. Having something you really truly crave only to have it swept away when you get close". He replied , clearly frustrated.

Gently he moved your panties to the side admiring the mess you had made. Just for him. If he had more time he'd taste every inch of your sex till you couldn't se straight. Unfortunately though , he was pressed for time.

Without even a word in advance he pressed his forefinger against your entrance. You knew his hands were big but you felt as if you were being stretched.

You opened your mouth but Kylo covered it.

"Shhhh. Try to keep quiet for me princess we wouldn't want to get caught now would we ? Don't worry though you'll be able to hear your screams echo throughout my quarters soon enough" He spoke softly increasing his pace causing you to groan against his hand.

"I never really pictured you to be this much of a slut Lieutenant. It did not take you long to open your legs for me. You want another finger puppy hmm? Come on use your words." He uncovered your mouth and looked up expecting an answer.

You nodded your head , your eyes meeting his. It was clear you craved more.

“If you want it so bad than come here and earn it".

Eager to please your Lord you followed his every command. This was the best he's ever treated you and you were not going to disobey now.

"Of course Lord Ren. I would do anything to please you. Say the word and I’ll do it" you practically pleaded.

"Id much rather you call me Kylo." he smirked ,pulling you toward the end of the bed, his nails digging into your wrist.

Stepping back a few paces he demanded "Knees. Now."

Obeying every word you got on both knees,looking up at him expectantly.

"I bet you'd love my cock in your mouth right now wouldn't you ? I can see it in your eyes puppy , you don't have to say anything".

You couldn't help but blush at his words. This was new to you.

Agonizingly slow he pulled his zipper down ,his boxers coming off next.

Your eyes opened wide at his size. Obviously you knew Kylo was a big man but you had never really thought about ..down there. How in the worlds would that fit anywhere inside you ?

"Your thoughts are loud Y/n". He smiled almost kindly "I'll start off slow and if you’re good then I wont have to punish you further”.

Tentatively you opened your mouth as he groaned at the feeling.

"Mmm~ there you go puppy".

You fit as much as you could in your mouth ,using your hands to stroke the base. He hissed in pleasure.

"You're such a good girl for me".

You looked up at him,eyes wide with pleasure.

He felt as if he was going to burst but he knew he couldn't fill your throat with his seed,as badly as he wanted to , he had to wait. There would be time for more...elaborate action at a later time

He pushed your head away , drool all over your chin.

"I'm sorry my lo-Kylo" You stammered, afraid you had done something wrong and somehow displeased him.

"Shhhh. It's okay my precious little puppy. You're doing such a good job. Now we only have maybe 15 minutes till people become suspicious so let's finish this quick okay". He said gently , pointing to the bed.

"Yes sir" you responded somewhat eagerly.

"You look so gorgeous like that. Now lay on your back,legs spread”.

Despite how flustered you were you did as you were told.

Kylo stood over you admiring your wonderful figure. "You're such a good girl for me. You're doing so very well I'm so proud of you". he cooed ,pressing his cock to your entrance and slowly inserting it inch by inch.

"Y-you’re so big Kylo". was all you could manage as you felt yourself being filled.

"Come on princess,take it for me! You can do it..". Kylo placed small kissss on your cheek and neck comforting you as you adjusted to his large size.

At a slow pace he started to move his hips gripping your waist in the process so he had a better hold. Loud moans and pleas escapes your lips as you arched you back up in pleasure. The feeling was like nothing you had ever felt before

"Ah~ Kylo. It feels so good please don't stop".

He was happy to hear your moans. "Dont you dare even think about releasing till I say so"

You nodded,biting your lip

"Tell me how bad you want it. Beg for me". he growled, his previous instructions being completely ignored.

"Oh gods, please Kylo I don't think I'll last long. It feels so good".

"I'm not sure...do you really want it that bad"?

"LORD REN..PLEASE" you shouted, on the verge of an orgasm.

Kylo grinned,happy to see you succumb to him. "Release"

The knot forming in your stomach finally unraveling covering his member and his sheets with your juices.

Once you can down from your high , you moved forward thinking he was done only fo be pushed down again.

"We're not done here sweetheart. I'm going to send a message out explaining why we will be late to the conference. I'm sure the prime minister can wait a little longer"

You were slightly confused. Did he not mention being pressed for time?

"Oh Y/n the you're so cute. You really thought I was done with you after waiting so long to have you as my little fuck toy? No no my beautiful flower, there is so much more to come" He laughed , using the force to lift you up and lay you on your stomach.

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anakinskywalkerog · 1 year

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My Very Soul (Chapter 24)

Anakin Skywalker x Jedi!Reader

Link to Chapter 23

Warnings: yay :) (fluff) (also should mention Anakin is VERY LIGHTLY tortured but only a tiny bit)

Summary: You and Anakin go to Geonosis to attempt to rescue your Masters; an important shift occurs...(you may want to blast that Birdy song again)

Word Count: 4k

"Anakin," the ghost of a voice rang out, "re-transmit this message to Coruscant."

The pale form of the hologram of Obi-Wan Kenobi rose from both your comm and Anakin's. You'd needed to head out to your ship, to connect to the long-range transmitter. You stood below the ladder that led up to the small cockpit, holding your comm links in your palms, watching the message that your ship had already recorded. Your ship was, at this moment, transmitting Obi-Wan's words to the council chambers, making sure the message hit the ears of the most powerful and respected Jedi in the Order. This was not a live communication, and therefore, you couldn't say anything back to Obi-Wan. Still, hearing his voice after weeks was jarring. So much had happened between the moment you'd left Coruscant and now. You'd almost forgotten your life, your Master, the sound of Obi-Wan's voice, its specific timbre. You felt, rather than sensed empirically, that Master Yuma stood just beside Obi-Wan's holographic form. You wished, in spite of yourself, that she would step forward—that she would speak to you, that you could hear her voice. Your heart flipped inside your chest. How could you return to your old life, now that you felt you had been made into something new?

"Yuma and I have tracked the bounty hunter Jango Fett from Kamino to the droid foundries on Geonosis." Obi-Wan's hologram paused, as if distracted by something. "It is clear, now, that Count Dooku has been behind the attacks on the Galactic Senate."

At this, your eyes widened, and you and Anakin looked at one another. I told them, you thought, frustrated, but you pushed the thought aside immediately. You had too much on your mind to dwell in spite.

"The Commerce Guilds and Corporate Alliance have both pledged their armies to Count Dooku," Obi-Wan continued, addressing the council, "and are forming an...Wait!...Wait!!" Obi-Wan had drawn his saber as fast as light speed, blocking, you saw, blasts coming from somewhere outside the hologram. You gasped. As Obi-Wan backed out of view, you saw Master Yuma, her long braids swinging around her, her lightsaber held high as she too blocked holographic blasts. Both of the Jedi moved out of view, and in their place, you saw destroyer droids walking forward, shooting blast after blast until the transmission cut out.

You gaped at Anakin, stunned. What had you just witnessed? This could have only occurred mere moments ago—you'd received the transmission when you had been sitting with Anakin, in the underground room that housed the moisture vaporators. Where were Master Obi-Wan and Master Yuma now? Had they managed to escape?

"Anakin," you heard a different voice command, "Y/N." You looked back at your comm, which now showed the hologram figure of Master Mace Windu. "Return to Coruscant immediately. We will handle Count Dooku."

"Yes, Master," you heard Anakin choke out, and at this, the transmission ended. You stared at Anakin.

"We can't go back," you said quickly, and Anakin looked up at you, widening his eyes.

"Are you suggesting," he said, disbelieving, "that we disobey a direct order? For the second time?"

"Yes," you said firmly, staring him in the face, no hint of insincerity in your voice.

"Who are you and what have you done with Y/N?" Anakin asked, a laugh gracing his face for the briefest moment. The laugh didn't sound genuine. This situation was just too heavy. In the past few weeks, your life had descended from the normal level of complicated to full and utter chaos. Anakin's dark act sat heavy at the back of your mind, a weight that you tried to push aside. Still, you knew that Anakin's feeble attempt at humor was a good sign. It meant he was still trying. It meant he was breathing in the light.

"We're much closer to Geonosis than Coruscant," you said seriously. "We need to go rescue our Masters." Anakin was looking at you funny. "What?" you asked, suddenly self-conscious. You felt within Anakin a very strong admiration. Amidst all of the tragedy, amidst everything, you felt suddenly buoyant, as if the seaglass around your neck was lifting you into the air.

"Nothing," Anakin said quickly, and for the first time since you'd left Levangé, his smile reached his eyes. "Agreed. Let's go."

"Are you ready?" Anakin asked you softly as the ship pulled out of hyperspace.

"As ready as I ever am," he heard you respond. The planet beneath your ship was a darker orange than Tatooine, but it looked just as barren, just as unwelcoming. Anakin flew the ship down low, near to the sector where Obi-Wan's transmission had come from. Anakin pushed aside his darker thoughts—his fears for his Master, his guilt, his worry for you. He tried, hard, to focus on the present.

"There," Anakin heard you say, and he looked and saw steam rising from vents near what looked like a settlement hidden in the rock.

"A perfect place to hide," Anakin responded, pulling the ship into the steam. He hoped it was harmless.

"I know you prefer the, 'guns blazing' approach," you said as Anakin touched the ship down on what felt like a metal grate. "But I think stealth is our best option here."

"Don't worry, flea," Anakin smiled. "We can do this your way.

Anakin covered his nose and mouth as he opened the cockpit and lowered the ladder. He gave you a hand and then descended himself, hurrying to the edge of the grate where the steam was thinner.

"Over here," Anakin heard you call, and he saw you kneeling in front of a hidden door. Anakin quickly got to work on the door panel, pulling off the metal and rewiring, his fingers moving fast. The door opened.

The two of you crept into a dark hallway. Anakin felt you reaching out, communicating to him in his mind that you should not draw your sabers until it was absolutely necessary. Anakin agreed. He didn't know anything about this place, and he thought it best not to announce your presence with the light and sound that a saber cast.

Suddenly, Anakin felt you reach out in the dark and grab his arm. Anakin stopped, listening hard, but he heard nothing. What had you felt, that he had missed? Were your abilities picking up on a presence?

"Anakin," you whispered, and Anakin turned to look at you in the low light. The sight took all feeling from his body, his legs and feet going cold. Your eyes were rolling back into your head, and your body was shaking. He'd seen this happen to you twice before—once on Hoth, and once on Serenno. The fact that it was happening now could mean nothing good.

"Y/N," Anakin whispered frantically. You didn't seem to have lost all of your awareness. You still gripped his arm firmly, and Anakin saw that your other hand was reaching out for him. He quickly took your hand in his, taking you into his arms, looking around, still seeing and hearing nothing.

"What is it Y/N? What do you feel?" Anakin breathed quietly into your ear.

"Horrible...horrible things," you whispered back, your mouth struggling with the words. "He's telling me horrible things."

"Who is?" Anakin asked, his fear spiking.

"He's here," you rasped a little louder, and at this, you fell limp in his arms, completely unconscious. The hairs on the back of Anakin's neck stood up, and Anakin felt the change before it happened. Keeping you firmly in his arms, and moving your collapsed figure to the side, Anakin drew his saber with his other hand, blocking two quick blasts that came from what looked like sonic blasters.

"Y/N!" Anakin shouted, trying to rouse you as he blocked more blasts from the oncoming attackers, bug-like creatures that clicked when they spoke. They descended upon the two of you, and Anakin pulled your body behind his, blocking each blast one-handed with his saber. The sonic blasts, however, did not rebound upon the attackers—the energy was absorbed fully by Anakin's lightsaber, and thus, Anakin was solely on the defense. While holding onto you, Anakin could not take an aggressive attack stance.

The bugs grew closer and closer to Anakin, and he blocked their blasts cleanly, still trying in vain to rouse you. Suddenly, Anakin heard the sound of dark laughter, and the blasts stopped.

"So heroic," the man said, stepping forward, clapping his hands together twice. At first, Anakin thought the unfamiliar but foreboding old man was performing a sarcastic applause. Anakin quickly realized, however, that the claps signaled to the bugs to drop their weapons.

"You must be Dooku," Anakin said, his tone confident, feigning civility, mirroring the man who stepped before him.

"Your weapons," Count Dooku gestured to Anakin's saber, which he still held high in the air.

"As if," Anakin spat, looking at the man in hatred.

"Manners, Padawan," Count Dooku said, looking quite at ease. "Your weapons, or else..." the man trailed off, and at this, Anakin saw the Geonosians behind him put their sonic blasters to your exposed and defenseless neck.

"What have you done to her?" Anakin asked, his brow furrowed in anger, his heart beating fast.

"Nothing more than what is necessary," Count Dooku said simply, and Anakin sensed an unspoken truth behind this mysterious man's presence. Anakin narrowed his eyes. "Oh, yes, she is a fascinating talent. Which, of course, can create problems for us." Count Dooku laughed, and Anakin shifted his weight so that you were fully behind him, unconscious as you were. "But, in the end, she is nothing," Dooku seethed, and Anakin's anger curled upward inside him, licking at his throat like a flame.

"How do you know who she is?" Anakin asked, suspiciously, trying to keep Dooku talking so he could find a way out of this that didn't include you in a body bag.

"I know many things, Anakin Skywalker," Count Dooku said threateningly, stopping in front of Anakin. "Now, your weapons. Unless you'd like this to get...messy," Dooku continued, and at these words, the bugs held their guns cocked at your neck. Anakin was sweating, and he sensed Count Dooku would kill you given the slightest provocation. In fact, he thought it odd, that Dooku had not already attempted to kill the both of you. Clearly, this man was not shy when it came to killing. Anakin sighed in defeat, and dropped his lightsaber on the ground. Count Dooku immediately swept it into his hand using the Force.

"And hers," Dooku said, looking Anakin in the eye. Anakin shifted your limp figure back into his arms, and freed the lightsaber from your belt. Dooku collected your weapon in the same manner as Anakin's, and Anakin touched your face, seeing that your eyes were still moving beneath their sockets, still rolling around in your head.

"Right," Dooku said professionally, as if this matter were beneath him. "Now come with me." Dooku walked forward down the hallway, and Anakin had half a mind to try to run, with you, in the other direction—but the Geonosians were all around, in seemingly infinite numbers, their sonic blasters pointing up at Anakin where he held you in his arms. Anakin saw no choice but to follow.

Dooku led Anakin through what looked like a factory, and onto a staircase made of rock. As the two men walked, you stirred, your head moving back and forth.

"Y/N?" Anakin whispered quietly, touching your cheek with his thumb. "Can you hear me?"

"She won't wake," Count Dooku called from ahead, and Anakin flushed with anger. "Not now, anyway. Your friend is easily distracted." Dooku laughed. Anakin didn't understand. What did he mean, by this?

The Geonosians pushed Anakin forward with their blasters, down more stairs, through what seemed to be a magnificent rock structure, until they were below ground.

"Time to part ways," Dooku said harshly, and before Anakin could stop them, the Geonosians were wrestling you out of his arms. You made a soft noise, but remained insensate.

"No!" Anakin shouted, lunging forward to you, but Dooku quickly used the Force, shooting with his fingers a blue lightning at Anakin. The pain was excruciating—but in a moment, it was over. Anakin gasped for air. He'd never seen anyone use the Force in this manner before.

"No harm will come to her," Count Dooku said, and a look of impatience crossed his face. This reaction confused Anakin even more. "The same cannot be said, unfortunately, for you," Dooku continued, shooting Anakin with more Force lightning. Anakin's knees buckled and he fell to the ground, his eyes watering at the pain. When the lightning stopped, Anakin looked up just in time to see the Geonosians carrying your lifeless form out of sight.

"It's time for us to have a conversation," Count Dooku said menacingly, lifting Anakin's body with the Force. The Geonosians bound Anakin's hands behind his back in restraining cuffs, and Dooku pushed his body into what looked like a cell.

Anakin panted, hanging in his restraints. Count Dooku circled his form, studying him. Anakin didn't understand. Why was Dooku holding back? Why not kill him? Why carry on with him, in this way?

"I'm simply trying to understand," Count Dooku said aloud, as if answering Anakin's unspoken question. "What is it about you, Skywalker? Why are there so many whispers? Why must I preserve you?" Anakin didn't understand this speech. What was going on?

"Why are you killing senators?" Anakin responded cheekily, struggling as he hung, held by the ray shields that kept him vertical.

"And why is it so important," Dooku continued, as if he hadn't heard Anakin's interjection, "that I incapacitate your friend? Why must she be preserved, and yet blinded?" At this, Anakin was fully lost. His heart gave a pang as he thought of you, being led away by the bugs, your eyes rolling back into your head. Where were you, now? What kind of Force prison was your mind trapped in? Why did this keep happening to you, and more importantly, how?

"Ah," Dooku said, looking Anakin in the eye as he circled him. "More than a friend, perhaps? You are too forthright with your presence, Padawan. This is something you must learn to control, if you wish to be a Jedi Master. And yet..." Dooku looked away, as if looking somewhere else, into the future. "What if there is use for you, after all?"

"What do you mean?" Anakin burst out, unable to keep his curiosity to himself.

"What if I told you," Dooku said, his tone picking up in urgency, "that you could have what you desire? That under my mentorship, you could have more?" Anakin's insides squirmed.

"I want nothing to do with you," Anakin sneered clumsily.

"You could have her," Count Dooku continued, looking maniacal, and Anakin's heart panged once again, as if being tugged from the other end of the string. "The Jedi would never let you marry, but if you want the love of the one you seek..." Dooku sounded almost crazed, his eyes wide. "And you could have power—power beyond anything you have imagined. Together, you and I could destroy our enemies, and make things the way we want them." This speech tore through Anakin like a pact. How could this horrible, evil man in front of him say something that sounded so very much like what Anakin himself had said to you?

"I would never join you," Anakin said angrily, struggling in his restraints. Dooku seemed to come back to himself.

"Pity," Count Dooku responded, coming back to his civility, looking Anakin over in distaste. "That you will lose her, the one you love. Yes, I can feel it, Skywalker, I can feel the desire in your heart, the covetousness, the...despair." Anakin's stomach dropped to the floor. "A waste, that she will die, because you were too zealous in your commitment to this dying religion." At these words, Anakin screamed.

"What have you done with her?" Anakin shouted, wriggling in his restraints. "Let me out of here!! Bring her to me, now!!" Anakin yelled with as much Force command as he could muster, but it did nothing.

"You are so predictable," Count Dooku spat, "and you bore me." At this, Count Dooku hit Anakin again with more Force lightning, and the sound of his screams rang through the palace of rock.

When you came to, you found yourself collapsed on the ground of a small, semi-dark cell made out of orange rock. You were alone, you saw, as you sat up and rubbed your forehead. Where were you? What was happening? The last thing you remembered, you...

Dooku! you thought, and you gasped. You remembered arriving on Geonosis with Anakin, remembered walking through a dark hallway until...until you had been led into a dark hallway in your own mind. You remembered now. The presence you had encountered on Serenno, Dooku's own signature in the Force, had not turned and walked away this time. He had greeted you, had led you into his own trap. He had told you horrible things...horrible things about yourself, about Anakin, about the Jedi, about the Republic...and those horrible things had trapped you in a cage, your own consciousness keeping you prisoner. But now, as you tried to piece together that exchange, you couldn't remember. What had Count Dooku told you, in the Force? How had he imprisoned your mind?

You were shaking. You looked around, felt your belt, but saw that you had no lightsaber. Being without your weapon made you feel vulnerable, naked. You weren't even wearing Jedi clothes—you were still in the senator's garb, which was now dirtied and torn. You stood up, though you were still shaking and covered in cold sweat, and swept the cell, looking in all the corners, feeling with your fingers the place where the rock met the cold metal of the door. You tried to use the Force to open it, but it was no use. The thing wouldn't budge.

Just then, you heard the vaguest sound of a scream, like an echo of an echo, a tear in the fabric of the silence that surrounded you. It was like you felt the sound in your heart, rather than heard it with your ears. It was a familiar voice. It was Anakin.

"Anakin!" you yelled, and you banged on the metal of the door. You heard the sound of more screaming, and it brought tears to your eyes. What were they doing to him, to make him scream like that? Where was he? You had to get to him.

You paced the cell over and over, feeling every inch of the rock. You pushed with the Force as hard as you could, but the door wouldn't budge. It seemed impenetrable. You sighed, sweating, shaking your head back and forth. How were you and Anakin going to get out of this?

You paced in circles for an unknowable amount of time—how long had you been in here? There was no way of knowing. Your brain was buzzing with anxiety, and you paced and paced. Then, suddenly, mid-step, you felt movement. You felt something coming closer, through the Force. You felt someone approaching. The door opened.

"Anakin!" you exclaimed, half terrified, half relieved. In the split second you had to make the decision, you thought about trying to fight your way through the dozens of Geonosians you saw behind the door, all of them pointing their sonic blasters straight at your heart. But then you saw the condition Anakin was in—saw him being pushed forward into the cell, saw him falling forward to his knees, his arms restrained behind his back. You thought no more of fighting. Anakin could barely walk.

"Anakin," you breathed, kneeling next to him as the Geonosians slammed the door of the cell shut. It was dark, but you could just barely see his face, and you reached outward, touching his cheeks.

"Y/N, are you all right?" Anakin asked, and you saw that he was covered in sweat. He looked severely shaken, you noted, but you didn't see any bruises or lacerations, no signs of serious injury, and this calmed you.

"What? Yes, I'm fine," you said, hurriedly, "Anakin, what did they do to you? Where does it hurt? Tell me, and I'll fix it, I'll—"

"Are you sure you're all right? They didn't hurt you?" Anakin asked, his body drooping forward, but his eyes alert, looking you in the face, kneeling in front of you.

"Ani, I'm fine," you said quickly, shaking your head, "but Ani, look at you! What happened?"

"Nothing," Anakin said, crinkling his eyes in confusion, "Dooku didn't want anything from me. I don't understand..."

"Understand what?" you whispered, keeping your hands firmly on Anakin's face. He was here. Though your situation was desperate, though there seemed to be little hope of escape, you felt okay, felt wonderful, because Anakin was here in front of you, unharmed. You took in his whole form with your eyes, how sturdy and real he looked, and you felt whole in a way you couldn't describe. It was like the reality of your situation—how precious life was, how easy it might be to lose it—shattered every structure inside of you. You didn't remember, now, why you felt it so important to keep yourself far away from Anakin. Those reasons for not allowing yourself to express how you felt blew away in the wind like they were made of straw. You could no longer pretend you didn't feel the way you did. You felt like you could never let him leave your side again.

"I don't know. I don't know why Dooku has kept us alive. I don't know what he wants. It doesn't make sense." You nodded quickly, agreeing, but not fully caring. All you could feel was the relief—the relief that Anakin was okay and here with you, if even for one more moment.

"I don't know if we're going to make it out of this one, Ani," you said quietly, looking at the blue of Anakin's irises, and at these words, tears formed in the corners of your eyes. You felt the weight of the seaglass hanging on your chest. These words seemed to give Anakin new strength.

"I'll figure this out. I'll..." Anakin said, straightening on his knees, looking around the cell, trying to think. "I'll get us out of here. Don't be afraid, little flea."

"If I'm afraid to die," you breathed, quietly, "it's only because I'm afraid of being parted from you." Anakin, who had been looking all around the cell, distracted, suddenly snapped his face back to yours, furrowing his eyebrows, breathing in quickly.

"What?" he asked, not taking his eyes off you, looking confused.

"Ani, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you before, I—" you choked, the tears flowing freely now. You kept your hands on Anakin's cheeks, pulling him closer to you. "I was wrong. I didn't understand..." Both you and Anakin were breathing heavily, him hanging onto your every word. You felt in him a tidal wave in the Force, forming in his ocean, beginning to rise. "I thought I could live without you, if I was strong enough, but I was wrong. It isn't about strength, and I can't, I can't live without you near me, I can't take one more breath without telling you—"

But Anakin cut you off, pressing his lips to yours firmly, and you didn't object. You wrapped your arms around his face and head, and together, the two of you intertwined in the Force, your breath curling around his breath, your soul stringing together with his. The change was irreparable. There was no going back now. There was no going anywhere, not unless the two of you were together.

You communicated all of this in the kiss, and Anakin responded in kind, his waves crashing inside of him, waves of joy, of oneness, of passion. You felt as if the two of you might still be on Levangé—you were without a care for anything else, anything outside of the two of your bodies, your forms, your selves. The rest of it didn't matter. You were connected, and no matter who might try to attack you, no matter where you found yourselves, nothing mattered as long as this bond was held intact. The Force demanded this of you: that you worship the connection you had formed with Anakin, that you revere this bond with every breath, with every heartbeat.

Dizzy, you and Anakin broke apart. The smile on his face was unlike anything you'd ever seen, in any lifetime.

"I love you," you said breathlessly, your smile mirroring Anakin's, "is what I meant to say."

"I know," Anakin replied, his love for you beaming through the Force like the sun—burning always.

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kavaeroexe · 2 years

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Yandere Star Wars characters when they find out your pregnant and someone threatens you?

OOOOO ANOTHER YANDERE PORTION-

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Anakin Skywalker

“I’m sorry Y/N, can you repeat what you said?” he actually stuttered at his words, looking at you who’s inhaling, and then speaking, “I’m pregnant” there you said it again.

he went silent for a moment, his chest hurting, but then he looked at you and smiled. “Congratulation... I don’t know what to say, but I’m happy for you” he replied, he look at you smiling, but something was off...

He knows something’s off, something wrong.

why are your hands shaking?

well, he felt lost and broken a bit to know that you're pregnant

but he felt that he can do something that he still could do to make you his and only his

your shaking hands, there's something about it

to think again, your face is pretty pale

there's something with you, and perhaps, this pregnancy.

So he starts his searching all day, just to find out what's happening to you

where did you go for the last few weeks, who do you often meet up with, and what did you do for the last few weeks

so when he knows someone threatens you and makes you pregnant without the single of your consent (or you're being fooled by his love and you grow uncomfortable)

oh he goes mad

he starts with killing the man, no mercy when it is about your safety as always

then when you got the news, he'll look after your condition from day to day, and after you said you want to take care of the child, he grows to also like the child on your belly

"who's the favorite child? yes, it's you!"

once you feel a lot more comfortable with him, he loves every time you instant cling to him because of something that you think is threatening you

he finds it the best achievement of his effort to win your heart when you said that you love him, and thank him for everything.

the bigger your belly is passed every month, the more he loves to kiss your belly in private time

when he finds that you're in danger, he finds him more scared of losing you, remembering how fragile you are, he always rushing to find a way to save you

when he's finally able, he'll hug you tightly, remembering how he could have just lost you forever

“Y/N? Y/N!” he shouted, walking from one place to another. When he saw those slow, soft footsteps, he felt relieved, he was able to save you, he then hugs you and greets you with a big smile he could give to you, stroking your head and then placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Thank god you’re here, are you alright? how about the baby? we should get you to the medbay as soon as possible.” he spoke and then carried you to get back to the ship.

Obi-wan Kenobi

“Why are you being so distant these days?” he spoke for the first time after all of this time you being ignorant and trying to avoid him, you look at him, and you can’t stand his face.

“you avoid me, you don’t want to talk with me, or even look at me, did I do something wrong?”

you shrugged your shoulder and then sighed. “I don’t want to mess anything up” you replied, but he quickly places his hand on both of your shoulders and then talk to you by whispering...

“Is it because you’re pregnant?”

You stopped moving for a moment, just to look at Obi-wan and a bit of glaring at him, but he's your close friend for years

He understands your glare.

having a good connection and being a very close friend to Obi, you guys know a lot about each other

especially habit

Obi is a very detailed person, especially you

you're very close to him, the precious well-being he got

you give a different glare every day based on your mood, and he knows which one is good, bad, worried, scared, confident, hate, etc...

he knows everything about your newest condition, and he knows that you’re pregnant

but the first day he received the news and wants to congratulate you, you avoid him as much as you can, and sometimes just straight-up run away from him

so then he decides to search on what’s going on about you, or try to get help with his connection, makes it easier if you’re a popular person or an important figure.

so when he already knows what’s happening to you and who threatens you, he immediately researches the person as soon as possible

he deals with it and makes sure that the person has a scandal with the separatist because if he does, everything will go well for him

He solves it pretty quick

So when he's done with him, now he has to take care of you

When you received the news that you're no longer getting threatened, you could open up to Obi-wan again

In fact, you're the one telling him about your condition first as soon as possible

Now that you might possibly know that he's the one taking care of the one threat you, you can feel safe, extremely safe

Well you usually feel safe around him, but when it’s around your pregnancy time, your awareness of people increases, but you can feel relieved and safe when you're with Obi

And soon you realize he actually likes you

All of this time and he didn't tell me?

You thought he can't have love feelings so you don't want to bother him so much

Why don't he tells it you from the start?

Oke anyways, who cares?

I’m sure he's once asked are you sure to keep your child

When the moment you said yes, he definitely will support you, and help you from the start

From you waking up until you close your eyes again, and if he's free, he'll help you with everything she could

But sometimes when he needs to go because of a mission, there are some times for you when you got into an unwanted accident.

But with his help and your will to stay alive, you sometimes can handle the situation pretty well

"Obi? Obi!! " you shout, holding a blaster and passing each hall to look at Obi, when you beard a slashing sound and a droid crashing sounds, you immediately get closer to the source of the sound, but you hide until the fight ends

You could hear the sound of the lightsaber turned off, then you walked in to see who is it

"Y/N? You're safe!! " he approaches you and greets you with a hug, and then looks at you with a relieved face

"How are you? Can you still walk to go to the ship? If you can't.. "

"I could still walk! It’s okay, I just need your arms to incase I lose my balance to get the way to the ship"

"Sure thing"

Luke Skywalker

"You're becoming a bit strange lately, you vomit often... Do you not like it here? " Luke asked innocently, sitting right beside you, who's holding a big pillow on the bench

You gulped a bit, and then looking at Luke, next you shake your head "I think just the wind... It'll be over soon.. " you replied, patting Luke's head and then let out a chuckle

"Did somebody threaten you about something? You look pale and... You're not as open to me as you used to... "

he knows what's wrong with you

well he asked Leia anyway, so.

you're pregnant, that’s it

it’s just you hide it well beside the vomit

that vomit giving him enough clue what's going on to you

well he’s sad, disappointed, like why would you hide such things from him, do you not trust him? do you scared of him?

he then tries to find the reason behind all of this, who did that to you, and since when

actually since is not even important to him, no matter the time, since when, if it’s something bad happen to you, he doesn’t think he could hold himself any longer

you guys think he can’t just hurt people for his desire?

of course, he actually can, yandere remember?

on the other side, he’ll slowly make you open up to him, like comforting, and loves to take time for you so that you can talk about your problem or your pregnancy

if he can make you open up, he’ll be super caring since you already trust him by saying super important things

when you let him be around you, even more, he’ll cling even more

to the point where you don’t even realize that the person threatening you has vanished from the world

to the point he’s the only person you could trust around with the little baby in your belly

if something happens to you, he’ll immediately try to save you, keep you safe and kill the person that makes you in danger, your safety is his top priority

when you said he can be a father, he’s over the sky

imagine the butterfly tho

loves loves loves to carry you with the help of the force

also when you sleep, he’ll put millions of blankets so you can sleep comfortably, maybe for your back or when you get cold

grant every single of your wish

even though you’re not that needy since you understand the surrounding situation

when the whole rebellion knows, oh god everybody starts to hope they could see the little baby face

congratulation, the whole rebellion cares for you now from sunrise until another sunrise again.

“Where is Luke?” you asked after Leia puts you in a safe position, but Luke appeared before Leia could even answer your question.

“Wow Luke..” you greet, looking at him and then shrugging your shoulder, “Your whole clothes are in blood, where have you been?” you asked, showing no sign of disgust or scared, and not even worrying, cause you know Luke is fine, he doesn’t show any sign of injuries

“NO NO DON’T COME NEAR ME-” there you go, looking at him try to hide and put some distance

“why the kark are you doing that, I mean rather than doing that, I guess you need to clean yourself first” you replied, the next second he walks away, and then you sit

around 5 minutes after you sit, somebody closes your eyes with their hands, smells like fresh soap, but Luke just got away a few mins ago

“who is this...? okay if I’m correct I’ll get 20 credits, but if I’m wrong, you’ll get anything you want, alright- you’re Han.”

you could feel that hands about to get away from your eyes, but then you pull it again, “I’m not stupid, Luke.” the second you see his face, you hold your laugh.

heh, look at that disappointed face giving you 20 credits, funny face, you like that

“Your hands smell fragrant, that means you just took a shower to clean yourself, who else? besides Han never really get his hands clean or smell good”

“Yall saying what about me?”

Din Djarin

“You’re hiding something, aren’t you?” he asked while holding Grogu and putting him to sleep, you gulped for a moment, and then you shake your head. “No, not at all, why would I hide something when I can rely upon myself to you?”

“....” he went silent before he hummed and then he go up to turn razor crest on and prepare to take off to the next planet, for the next journey.

"tell me if there's something wrong," he claimed before he focused himself on controlling Razor Crest.

well he noticed something wrong from the start since he's visiting you on the earth (As you guys are a close buddy) and before you start your journey with him.

you're not this quiet before, so something must be wrong

but he doesn't want to talk that he tried to search more or less what's wrong

only took some time until he founds out what happen

so all of this time, you don't want to say it so he doesn't need to worry and you maybe need some time until you're able to open up about this matter

but you don't have to open up about it

now that he already knows

it’s easy to take care of it, really, he just needs to make sure that you should never know that he’s doing all of these just for you, killing, making people suffer, for your freedom, so that you deserve better.

let it be a secret just for him.

one day he just confronts you and asks if you’re truly pregnant

who are you to deny it when he already knows?

the next second, he starts to give you more comfortable places, warm clothes, and try to get a portion of good food for you and your baby.

literally checks on you every second, because he’s super worried that he might make you uncomfortable or hurt in any way, he never likes that.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m going outside, need anything?”

“Are you comfortable enough?”

“How’s your condition?”

“Feel any better?”

“Something’s wrong?”

when he needs to face again the situation where you’re in danger, he’ll rage more than he did the last time

he kills everybody that including your matter, right after he got enough information

but all of that rage and brutality fades away the moment he saw you, he’ll hold you tight and also hold your belly, to make sure it’s fine.

a sound of a door opening surprise you that are being locked, showing a silhouette of a tall man, but you can’t see it because all you do is hold your belly, and then look away, and the moment that man touches you, you immediately brush his hand away from you, from your baby.

“Calm down Cyar’ika, it’s me, you’re safe” that’s a sound from Din, he comes for you! oh how relieved you are, you immediately hugged him into a pull, but he then takes your action as a wish to be carried, so he carries you in bridal style

“Wait Din what-” you immediately replied, as he looked confused under his helmet, “Uncomfortable?” he asks, but then you shake your head “No why are you carrying me,” you ask back

“I thought you want to be carried, so I’m carrying you” he replied, the next 2 seconds you let out your laughter. “No, I’m not, idiot. But thankyou Din, I love you” you rest your head close to his armored chest, somehow you feel safe even though Beskar is cold, but the funny thing is, you don’t mind about it.

“Alright, let’s get you out from here.”

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sarcastic-sketches · 7 months

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Considering writing a small segment that will inevitably turn into larger arc in my Kitsune!Anakin verse where he is suddenly in a similar position that QuiGon was in with him.

Planet is being overtaken by Separatists and the Republic come in to sort that out and at the same time they discover a slavery situation. Separatists using the native residents as slaves is nothing new by this point except... they lose to the Separatists. The Republic is ordering them to concede as its too much effort to secure this one planet that doesn't have enough going for it to warrant the resources being spent on it. Nobody is happy about this.

The Jedi do not have clearance to get further involved as they were only there to drive off the Separatists. Now they have to leave. They are not happy about this either.

Anakin is practically chomping in fustration and is sniffing around to find any excuse to have them stay and sort out this mess when one of the slaves find him. Mind you, he's quite the prominent Jedi and his image as a Kitsune has spread quite far now. This slave sees him, knows that the Seps are not going to be pleased after having the Republic on their turf and causing collateral damage, so in a desperate plea she foists her kid on Anakin.

The child can move things when she's scared, it's already caught the attention of their slavers and the mum needs her kid off planet now.

All Anakin can think of is that day his mum let him go, to free him from that life. How much she must have loved him to do that and he can see that same love and dedication in this mother's eyes now. She trusts him to keep her daughter safe, she has no idea he has already lived this moment from the child's point of view.

He realises what he can do.

Anakin takes the daughter and takes her back to his troops. Obi-Wan sees what he's done, what was asked of him and they find their loophole. If the parents ask to take their children to be trained as Jedi, under the assumption they are force sensitive, war has got nothing to do with it. The Senate can't stop them. Whether all of them actually show force sensetivity is a bridge they can cross later. They can't save the adults right now but they do have a way to help the children.

They gather all the kids the parents are willing to part with - which is nearly all of them - and take them back to the Temple. Some are discovered to be more force sensetive than initially thought but others are completely null. Those not to be trained can still be kept safe in the Temple, for they are wards of the Order until better fostering arrangements can be made. There are more than just Jedi within the Temple walls.

Those to be trained would probably be kept in the same group to not overwhelm them in a new environment after a traumatic experience. Clans are taught side by side for classes anyway so there's plenty of chance for integration and they are young enough to mingle.

Clans usually get given names, like Bear, Krayt, etc, but these kids want the name Kitsune Clan. After the beast that carried them to freedom.

Anakin has no idea.

#anakin skywalker #jedi #kitsune!anakin #sw #star wars #star wars writing #the clone wars #going through my drafts and this?? was in there?? I don't remember writing this but here you go

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ch 1 (written by dathomirdumpsterfire)

You own a diner in the lower levels of coruscant, one that never closes. It's a few hundred stories below the surface, just far enough down to be a little rough and tumble. Your little business is hard work, but good work. Steady.

One night like any other a young zabrak walks in, looking around the seating space with glittering gold eyes beneath a heavy hood.

You seat him and ask if he'd like anything to drink besides water. The answer is no.

You leave him with a menu and go to snag that yourself. It's three in the morning, so there's only you, your chef-droid, and this guy. You come back with that water, and ask him what he'd like to eat.

He prevaricates, stoic, and you get the hint he's a bit unsure of himself. That's not uncommon, with a mixed species menu as eclectic as yours. You know what zabraks like to eat though, so you offer a few choice options.

He picks the second one. It's a simple dish, and you ask your droid to cook it up while you idle around doing clean up and organization tasks.

When you deliver his food the zabrak politely thanks you. He eats everything on the plate without taking off his hood, pays, tips well, and disappears. You don't make much note of the visit, anymore than you'd make note of another.

The guy comes back though, three nights later, and asks for another recommendation.

Again you give him some suggestions. He picks one, eats it and disappears.

When he wanders in at late night a third time, you start to take notice. Regulars are what keep you afloat after all. This trend continues too, until one day you realize you only have a single recommendation off the menu for him left. He's tried everything else his species might like, though he's never expressed his opinion on the result.

Well. He clearly liked to try new things, so you do some research that very day, and have three more options ready for his next visit. You don't even bring the menu this time.

This trend continues, week after week, month after month. Every few days the red and black stranger comes in, picks a dish, pays generously, and leaves. You don't know his name, though he's always formal and polite, just not one for conversation.

That is, until one day he comes in smelling of blood and shivering, his steps slow and unsteady...

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ch 2 (written by @krazykupidspoems)

The blood staining his careful steps is the second thing you notice. You yell for the chef droid to bring the med-pak. It's meager but you will do what you can to help. Some bacta bandages, wrap bandages, a needle, and thread for temp stitching (never been used thank the Gods).

You rush to the Zabrak to stabilize his steps. He's as heavy as he looks you note as he accepts the assistance in walking.You brush the thought away and lead him to the attached owner's suite. It's small but you haven't much choice, enforcers wouldn't do anything but direct the man to a med speeder. And he came to you.

So yes you will help even as his two still beating hearts inexplicably speed up at the sight of your small room.

Colorful tapestries made by your grandmother's hand frame the rough ramshackle bed that was shoved against the wall. The quilts for when the blackouts start are hidden beneath the bed. Your thin sheets that probably should have been thrown out years ago cover the bed now.

Well after tonight they will be thrown or perhaps burned.

You guide the Zabrak to sit on the bed careful of the side he is obviously favoring.

The Zabrak takes in a sharp breath as he sits and shakily lets it out through his mouth. A quiet whine building deep in his chest.

Oh, that's not good...

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ch 3 (written by @mcu-supersoldiers)

The third thing you notice, after the blood, is how warm he is when you help him sit. Which is not necessarily a bad thing. You seem to recall hearing somewhere that Zabraks ran warmer than your own species. Some holodrama celebrity interview or something. It would probably be much more concerning if he was cold, you reason to yourself.

Your hands hover helplessly, afraid to touch more until the droid comes back with the med-kit. The sound coming from him was clearly one of pain, and he held himself stiffly, as if afraid of jostling whatever injury his dark cloak and clothes were hiding.

"Look, I uh- I know we ain't been real personal-like, when you've been coming in. But um. Well, I mean... Gotta see where you're bleeding." You trip over your words in embarrassment.

There was a professional distance you kept with your customers. Sure, you might get to know the chatty ones. Hells, you even went on a date or two with a couple that were bold enough to ask. But you don't touch them. You don't take their clothes off. In your room. This was crossing all sorts of boundaries.

"Do what you must." He replied, his voice breathy, from behind gritted teeth.

You nod, and peel his cloak away from his body. You could see a few tears in it. And more in his clothes. And... you swallow hard.

His left leg has a large shard of what looks like transparisteel embedded high in the meat of his thigh, near his hip. There are smaller pieces and what looks like honest-to-small-gods wood dug into his side and leg. His black clothes hid how badly he must have been bleeding. The transparisteel or whatever it was glittered strangely in the low yellow light of your living unit.

"Oh dear." Your droid exclaims from behind you, making you jump. It hands you a pair of small but sharp scissors.

Your hands tremble slightly as you cut open first the side of his shirt, then his loose fitting pants almost down to the knee.

You knew his skin was red and black. He never took off his hood when he ate at your diner, but you'd caught enough glances. It was quite different to see ALL of that red and black. Red wasn't a common color for a Zabrak, outside of some high fashion holos you'd seen. Nor was the stark black of his markings, the zabraks you'd met personally leaning towards brown on brown, or perhaps browns over more muted oranges and yellows. This was... well, 'STRIKING' didn't quite do it justice.

You scold yourself. The man was bleeding from multiple shrapnel wounds, and you couldn't stop the tingling flush you can feel rising in your cheeks from seeing so much of his skin.

So much of his muscle. You had known he was fit, under that cloak. Something about the way he moved... gliding through your diner to his regular booth. It made something in your baser instincts warn 'predator!'. You'd learned to ignore that fear reaction, after a couple of years. Lots of people in the lower levels were like that. Kinda rough, kinda dangerous. But they very, very rarely came to your establishment looking for anything other than a meal.

So, you wondered... what in the hells could hurt a man that your instincts told you was plenty dangerous in his own right??

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