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aigoos · 16 hours
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Bailkin Art
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AHHH! @kana7o drew this fantastic Bailkin art for me!!! As much as I love Obikin, Bailkin is becoming another favourite of mine. Guess Anakin with older bearded men are a thing for me XD Seriously, though, I just love the idea of this pairing. Especially when Bail is a Chancellor (begone, you evil Palps!) and has Anakin as his personal Jedi guard, ahaha!
But back to the art -- I love this so much. Blushy Anakin with such a regal looking Bail is a delicious flavour. I definitely need more Bailkin in my life!
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aigoos · 10 days
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Ahhh! I love this! I adore their companions 🩵 Thanks for showing their new home! I will never get tired of @kana7o artwork!
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@aigoos sent me this adorable Obikin card for May 4th! 😭 Love it so much, it gets a spot next to Diana (and Luna) 💜
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aigoos · 15 days
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Anakin loves like a black hole; if you are caught in his gravity, he will never let you go. He will consume you until all that you are is a memory, until even the stardust that makes up your soul is scattered into nothingness and not a single molecule is left in sight for others to glimpse.
He loves like this because he is terrified of what he holds close to his heart being taken away and leaving him alone, so alone like the unique singularity he is--a lonely boy made out of the very fabric of the universe. Anakin will latch on to those he loves with tight, trembling hands, and he will lash out at anyone else who will attempt to extricate his bruising grip, teeth bared and eyes lined with fear.
Obi-Wan knows this, because Anakin loves him.
And he will let Anakin love him until he is whittled down to stardust, until Anakin has taken all that he has to give because he loves Anakin.
And this is how Obi-Wan loves--giving and giving and giving, until he is left with nothing.
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aigoos · 21 days
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Obi-Wan wonders if this will be the rest of his life: chasing the ghost of Anakin Skywalker
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aigoos · 24 days
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Steampunk Obikin Art
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A few weeks ago, I had this idea that I needed some steampunk Obikin in my life . . . so I reached out to the absolutely wonderful @kana7o to do another art comm for me.
Holy mother of !@#$%!@#$% the Force.
THIS IS BLOODY AMAZING. I am flabbergasted by how fabulous this turned out!
Move over, Jedi Obikin -- steampunk Obikin is here to stay!
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Aigoo's Smut Snippet #19
@to-proudly-go second art really inspired me to write a smut snippet! Top Obi-Wan with Bottom Anakin who's pregnant and wearing a pretty dress? Yes, please!
"You should do a maternity photo shoot with Obi-Wan, Ani.  I'll help you choose some dresses, and then you pick the ones you like."
Thanks to Padme's stubborn determination, Anakin stood in their sitting room as he ran his hands all over his silk-covered stomach, loving the way the material felt against his skin.  Padme chose a gorgeous light-blue dress, simple yet elegant, its thin straps attached to a bodice that showed off his swollen breasts and belly, and the detached sleeves billowed around his mechno and organic arms.  The blue brought out his eye colour, Padme had insisted, and Anakin had ended up agreeing with her.
He couldn't wait to show his new outfit to Obi-Wan, who would be home any minute now.
"Papa's coming home soon, my little stars," he whispered.  He rested his hands on his bulging belly.  "I just hope he'll like this dress as much as I do."
When Obi-Wan walked in, he stopped and dropped the datapad with a loud clunk, and Anakin couldn't help but blush at the heated gaze, feeling the eyes travel slowly up and down and biting back a moan as he felt arousal pool in his belly.  Somehow, he managed to say coyly, "Like what you see?"
"Stars -- yes," Obi-Wan answered in a strangled voice.  Anakin watched the way Obi-Wan's throat moved when he swallowed hard.  "You look absolutely stunning, my dear."
"Then why don't you come over here and show me just how much you like it?" Anakin suggested huskily.  "You should feel how silky this is."
Without hesitation, Obi-Wan came close, the look on his face reminding Anakin of a predator hunting down their prey, and that sent shivers down his back as he held in his breath.  He let out a soft moan when he melted into Obi-Wan's warm hands -- one on the small of his back and the other on the front of his stomach.  His moans turned deeper when Obi-Wan began to rub where his hands touched, the feeling of the silk gliding over his skin so exquisitely.
Anakin, feeling weak in his knees, lifted his arms to wrap them around Obi-Wan's neck.  The transparent sleeves slid down further on his arms to reveal his tanned skin and durasteel arm.  He rubbed his belly against his lover's toned stomach, wishing briefly that Obi-Wan's torso was naked, and leaned in closer to whisper in his ear, "I want you, Master.  I want you now."
" . . . And ruin the dress?"
Anakin paused, picturing a very teed off Padme nagging at him for the ruined dress and yelling that all men only think with their cocks.  He closed his eyes, not wanting to think about Padme and her loving ways.  "We could say I, er, spilled caf or something?"
Obi-Wan chuckled and then kissed him deeply, the kind of kiss that always left Anakin wanting more, the kiss that made his toes curl from the desire he felt physically and through the Force. Obi-Wan's tongue inside of him felt so kriffing good.  He could feel his own cock hardening beneath his skirt, and he hastily broke the kiss and said, "Hike up the skirt and suck me off."
The way Obi-Wan's eyes darkened made the heat in his belly grow.  He gasped when he felt his master's strong hands gripped his silk-covered thighs, watching as Obi-Wan kneeled in front of him as those clever hands slid down until they reached the hem of the skirt.  Automatically, he spread his legs wider as Obi-Wan lifted the skirt up slowly to reveal his legs until it was bunched up around the biggest part of his stomach.
"Hold this, my dearest," Obi-Wan ordered softly.  This made him even harder as he followed through the command.
He sighed when he felt Obi-Wan pulling his underwear, releasing his hard and leaking cock from its constraint.  The cock sprang up and hit the underside of his belly, its tip smearing a bit of warm pre-cum.  Obi-Wan took that opportunity to lick the pre-cum that was left on his stomach, and Anakin fought the urge to drop the skirt he held up.  He couldn't help but whine as he felt the wet tongue on his belly -- so close yet so far from his aching cock.
"Master, please!" he begged, jutting out his hips, desperate to feel his lover's amazing tongue and mouth on his cock.  He begged again, knowing just the right tone to use to get Obi-Wan all hot and bothered.  "Please, for the love of the Force, suck me."
Without warning, Obi-Wan swallowed him in one go, and Anakin keened loudly as he welcomed the heat and wetness around his cock.  Had it not been for Obi-Wan's strong hands supporting his ass, Anakin would have surely fallen over and squashed him, but he stayed on his feet as Obi-Wan masterfully sucked and licked his throbbing cock.  He fisted the skirt tightly as he desperately tried to thrust harder and faster into Obi-Wan's wickedly astounding mouth.
"Ah, ah, ah -- Master!" Anakin panted, his mind going hazy with pleasure.  "So good, Master."
Through the Force, he could hear Obi-Wan's thoughts.  So beautiful, my Anakin, glowing and gorgeous in this beautiful dress. The colour matches his baby blues.  I'm so lucky, we're so lucky.  How did I end up with being with someone so special?
As Obi-Wan continued to blow him, Anakin basked in pleasure -- from the sweet mouth on his cock to the wonderful praises from Obi-Wan.  It didn't take him long to come, and he cried out, "Obi-Wan!" as he orgasmed hard, shooting cum down Obi-Wan's throat, who licked and sucked him completely clean.
Feeling utterly boneless, Anakin dropped the skirt and sank to the ground as soon as Obi-Wan let him go, and he allowed himself to be brought into Obi-Wan's warm embrace.
"Did you enjoy that, dear one?"
Anakin nodded against Obi-Wan's chest, eyes closing on their own as he sighed.  "Yes, and we kept the dress clean.  Padme won't nag us."
"And that, my love, is a good thing."
Anakin felt the soft kiss on his temple, and he snuggled in closer to recover for the next round.
Pregnant Anakin WIP??? 👀👀💥💥💳💥👏‼️ Yes.
Yeppp pregnant Anakin WIPs 🫣 The second one’s totally inspired by @aigoos’s comic! She is an angel for putting up with my Obikin-in-maternity dresses agenda 😆💛
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Pregnant Anakin WIP??? 👀👀💥💥💳💥👏‼️ Yes.
Yeppp pregnant Anakin WIPs 🫣 The second one’s totally inspired by @aigoos’s comic! She is an angel for putting up with my Obikin-in-maternity dresses agenda 😆💛
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aigoos · 1 month
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Censoring Artoo
@to-proudly-go showed me their pregnant Anakin WIP art, and that somehow got me to imagine a scene of Anakin speaking to the twins while they were still in his belly . . . and then Artoo comes into the picture and derails my sweet imagery into one filled with nothing but hilarity.
Then the idea grew into the desire to create another stick figure comic, and this is the end result. This definitely has mpreg, so please heed that!
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aigoos · 1 month
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Aigoo's Smut Snippet #18
I had tweeted this a couple of weeks ago, and this was the basis of this snippet.
"You may be taller than me and have a higher midi-chlorian count, Master, but I got the bigger cock.  So I wear the pants in the bedroom."
I swear, this reverse AU did not want leave my brain the last two days, so I wrote this to get it out of my system.
Read on if you want top Padawan Obi-Wan with bottom Master Anakin with a slew of dirty talks, Anakin sucking on Obi-Wan's fingers, and dry humping and touching.
As Anakin let out a soft moan, he pressed against the wall with his hands to avoid being squashed against the hard, cold surface.  It was only a few minutes ago when they'd been conversing about some inane thing about their upcoming diplomatic mission, and he'd teased Obi-Wan about his height.
But then Obi-Wan, with a very determined look on his face, had retorted, "You may be taller than me and have a higher midi-chlorian count, Master, but I got the bigger cock.  So I wear the pants in the bedroom."
Anakin had gaped at his twenty-year-old padawan and had to think whether he felt proud of him for sticking up for himself or insulted for being reminded of Obi-Wan's massive package.
In a flash, Obi-Wan had spun him around and pushed him against the wall.  Anakin gasped when he felt Obi-Wan's cock against his ass, grinding and rubbing in a way that brought heat to his lower belly, his own cock stirring and hardening in his trousers.
"Your ass feels so good, Master.  Your hole is so hot because it wants my huge cock so much and it remembers the way it was filled just the other day -- so tight and so perfect," Obi-Wan whispered right into his ear, the warm breath sending shivers down his back as he met Obi-Wan's thrusts.  When Obi-Wan stilled him by gripping his hips hard, Anakin let out a loud whine.
"Patience, Master," Obi-Wan said.  "We'll get there, but first . . . "  Anakin felt Obi-Wan pressing two fingers against his lips; without hesitance, he parted them and moaned against the digits that slid inside his mouth.  He sucked and licked the fingers, eyes closing in bliss as he savoured the slight saltiness.
As his padawan continued to dry hump his ass, Anakin nearly sobbed when Obi-Wan's other hand came around to cup his completely hard cock.  "Mmmph," he said around the long fingers that were still kriffing his mouth.  Now with both his ass and cock getting attention, Anakin's mind grew hazy with so much pleasure.
"I can't wait to make you come, so then you'll be relaxed and ready for me.  Don't you want me to stuff you with my huge cock, Master?  I'm going to put my fingers you're sucking now to prepare you, to stretch you enough so you can take my cock in one go.  You're going to feel so good around me, and you'll also be begging me to kriff you so hard.  Is that what you want?" Obi-Wan asked.
Anakin sucked harder on Obi-Wan's finger.  He swallowed back a desperate whine as he felt Obi-Wan's cock -- his thick, throbbing cock -- against his hole.  His underwear felt wet against his own cock as he continued to leak pre-cum, and he swore he could hear the squelching noises coming from there.  He moved his hips back and forth, seeking pleasure on both sides, enjoying the friction.
Through the Force, he could feel Obi-Wan's desire, and that aroused him even more as he lost himself in his little world of joy.
A few more seconds later, he came hard, soiling his underwear even further, and he sagged into Obi-Wan's embrace, groaning and panting harshly from his orgasm.
When Obi-Wan asked, "Are you ready for the next round?  Are you ready for my cock?"  All he could do was bonelessly nod and whisper, "Yes."
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aigoos · 1 month
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Aigoo's Smut Snippet #17
I realised that I'd yet to do an Alpha Anakin and Omega Obi-Wan, so this snippet came to be because of that very reason.
The basic prompt is this: Obi-Wan has presented as an omega at the age of thirty-five, and he is experiencing his first heat.
Warning that Obi-Wan has a pussy.
Read on if you're interested! Enjoy ^^
Anakin felt like his whole world had turned upside down as he stood in the doorway and tried his best not to inhale the wonderful omegan scent that permeated the small sleeping quarter, but the scent of honey, wildflowers, and sunshine called to him, making the blood in his body burn from extreme desire.  His grip on the doorway tightened as he forced himself to stay back, away from his master's curled-up form on his bed, who was a sweaty mess as he panted and moaned, sounding so wanton and desperate.
His master had presented as an omega at the age of thirty-five, an unusual predicament isolated amongst the male Stewjoni population.  And he was experiencing his first heat.
Having been on suppressants since presenting as an alpha at the age of fifteen, Anakin had never felt the urge to go and be with other omegas -- that was until now.  Either his suppressants were failing him or Obi-Wan's pheromones were exceptionally strong -- whatever the case, Anakin fought back against his instincts.  He had been told by his master to leave him be, that he'd handle this alone, but when Anakin felt Obi-Wan's pain through their bond and heard the distressed sounds, he felt like he had to do something,
"Master, do you need anything?" Anakin felt stupid asking that, but he honestly wasn't sure what else he could do other than offer his . . . assistance of the sexual kind, but he was pretty kriffing sure Obi-Wan wouldn't want that.
"A-anakin," Obi-Wan moaned.  "Please, come close."
"Errr, I don't think that's a good idea, Master," Anakin said haltingly, still frozen in the doorway.  "Master Che said you should --"
"Please!" Obi-Wan begged as he tried to sit up, but he curled himself into a tighter ball, clutching his middle, his breathing ragged.
Swallowing hard, Anakin slowly crept closer against his better judgement.  Once he was an arm's length away, Obi-Wan reached out and pulled him down.  He hesitated for a moment before he ran his hand over his master's sweaty face, pushing aside the fringe off his forehead.  Using the Force, figuring Obi-Wan wouldn't even care, he summoned a towel and gently mopped Obi-Wan's wet forehead.  As he tried to make Obi-Wan feel a bit more comfortable, he noticed the bunched-up clothing halfway under the blanket, surprised to see that it was his spare robes and tunics.
Anakin flushed realising that Obi-Wan had attempted to make a nest.  When and how Obi-Wan had nabbed his clothes was a question in the back of his mind, but he didn't think too long on that since he had other more pressing concerns.  He closed his eyes and counted banthas to try to keep his composure, but then he gasped, his eyes flying open at the pleasant weight that settled in his lap.  Somehow, Obi-Wan had gathered his strength to plunk himself on Anakin's lap.  Without thinking, he automatically wrapped his arms around the older man, and he breathed in the sweet scent that had grown stronger.  When Obi-Wan shifted, he let out a loud moan at the friction against his very hard and eager cock.
Obi-Wan slung his arms around Anakin's shoulders and embraced him hard, their chest flushed against each other.  Obi-Wan parted his lips and said, "I need you."
"I don't think that's a good idea, Master," Anakin explained as his emotions stormed inside, a whirlwind of wants and needs that he tried to tamper down with logic.  "You're in heat.  This is a natural response, but I don't think continuing will be a good idea."  He grunted when he felt Obi-Wan grinding against him, the spike of pleasure shooting all over his heated body.  He tightened his hold on Obi-Wan, stilling him, and he felt something inside of him break as Obi-Wan keened and nudged against the scent glands on his neck.
The simple touch against his scent glands kept him preoccupied as he nearly came in his pants.  He was so distracted that he didn't even realise that Obi-Wan had grabbed his hand and guided it inside Obi-Wan's trousers until he felt the hair and the little swollen nub.  Obi-Wan moaned lewdly, and Anakin's brain short-circuited when it finally caught up with the action.  The thin thread of control in him snapped, and Anakin thought, Kriff this, and slid his fingers a little bit lower, meeting nothing but slick and heat.
Obi-Wan let out a long, keening moan while Anakin groaned at the wonderful warmth and wetness.  He parted the folds as he slipped in two fingers, pumping them slowly and probing at the tight entrance.  Obi-Wan, now straddling Anakin's thighs, spread his legs wider and pressed himself back against Anakin's other arm, back arching and whimpering.  Tears streamed down Obi-Wan's flushed face, his beautiful blue eyes completely dilated from the pleasure.  "Anakin, please!" he begged.
Once more, his brain exploded from Obi-Wan's begging, and Anakin sped up his fingers, pumping them faster while he thumbed the clit that was so hard and scorchingly warm.  Obi-Wan clutched his shoulders tightly and let out a sob as he ground himself against his padawan's hand.
"You're so tight, Master," Anakin said, sounding awed.  "And yet you're sucking my fingers in so much.  And you're letting out so much slick."
Obi-Wan didn't answer and only moaned and panted.  Anakin watched his master roll his eyes back as he stiffened and shuddered from an intense orgasm, falling right onto Anakin's chest.  A gush of fluid exited from Obi-Wan's cunt, soaking his hand and making a puddle in his underwear.  Anakin could only groan, his own hard-on now leaking in his underwear, and he lazily rubbed against Obi-Wan's overstimulated clit.
Anakin stopped when Obi-Wan let out a pained whine, and he sensed that his master was a bit more lucid than earlier.  He slipped his wet hand out and hastily wiped it on his pants before he fully embraced his master.  He rubbed Obi-Wan's back gently and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"A bit," Obi-Wan muttered.  "Thank you, Padawan.  It helped tone down this heat."
"I'm glad.  But are you sure you're okay with this?"
"Yes.  I'm happy.  As long as it's you, I want everything."
Anakin swallowed hard at the proclamation.  "Everything?"
"Yes . . . I'm in heat.  I will surely need your knot sooner or later, but I think sooner would be less stressful, dear one."
After a long pause, having processed what his master just told him, Anakin said, voice trembling with nervousness and need, "All right then."
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aigoos · 2 months
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I Bring You With Reverent Hands | Reverse ABO Obikin Fic | Rating: E | Words: 5000
Summary: It is supposed to be an easy mission on Lenahra, but things go haywire when Master Anakin Skywalker's unknown microchip is damaged and causes him to present as an omega. He needs to mate or he will die, is what Padawan Kenobi is told, and the young alpha has to make a choice with the man he's loved for years.
Many thanks to @to-proudly-go & @tideswept for all their help and @to-proudly-go for betaing! Title from "A Poet to His Beloved" by W.B. Yeats. This fic was written for @topwan-obikin fest :D
The prompt that spoke to me was this:
Prompt: Role reversal/age reversal AU, Fuck-or-die Obi-Wan has always loved his wayward Master for as long as he can remember but knows he shouldn't. It all changes when his Master is dosed with a lethal sex pollen/etc and Obi-Wan then finds out for the first time that his Master—chosen one, hero without fear, youngest Master in the order—is an Omega.
This was a fun fic to write! However, I started the fic off differently and had to take a different approach that worked so much better. Though Obi-Wan being such a gentleman nearly did make me want to throw things at him, but all is good now!
Hope you'll enjoy it if you read it!
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aigoos · 2 months
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Double the Trouble, Double the Fun (With Boobs) | Cracky & Smutty AniObiAni Threesome | Rating: E | Words: 4500
Summary: After encountering a bizarre Sith artefact, Obi-Wan develops big boobs and Anakin becomes two. The "good" Anakin loses a cock but gains a pussy; the "bad" Anakin is mouthy as hell but keeps his anatomy. All this brings nothing but chaos and completely upends Obi-Wan's world.
Many thanks to @to-proudly-go for all their help and for betaing <3 Also gotta give credit to the @topwan-obikin server mates for giving me the idea of giving one of the Anakins a pussy.
This fic was inspired by this art commission by @kana7o.
This amazing art made me want to write this fic, but I had to wait for the right idea to come and give me the words to make this happen.
Also had to psyche myself to write this because I'd never written a threesome before . . . let's just say I am very happy to have tackled this challenge.
I had a lot of fun writing this! And the mouthy as fuck Anakin is my new love. I hope you will all enjoy this!
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Obi-Wan can't resist The Curl
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aigoos · 2 months
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This is absolutely adorable <3 Rambling Anakin is the best!
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Domestic life be so good that you both forget you haven't even confessed to each other yet
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Aigoo's Smut Snippet #16
Last week, I tweeted this random idea where Obi-Wan distracts Anakin from his cooking in their kitchen . . . and they nearly burn down their place.
The smut snippet came alive because the inspiration hit me today and wouldn't leave me alone.
Read on if you want some top Obi-Wan and bottom Anakin doing the funsies in their kitchen. Btw, Mace was not pleased by this outcome. Not at all. Nothing too crazy in this snippet -- fairly vanilla compared to some of my previous snippets!
Anakin heard and sensed Obi-Wan arriving home.  Humming happily to himself, he sliced and diced the cucumbers and placed them in a bowl.  He tilted his head back and gave him a bright smile.  "Welcome home, Master.  Hope you're hungry since I'm making some bantha stew and cucumber salad."
"Sounds delicious," Obi-Wan murmured right by his ear, the warm, moist breath sending shivers down his spine as he forced himself to not lean back against his master's strong chest.
Anakin inhaled deeply as he tried to concentrate on the next task, but he nearly dropped the knife when he felt Obi-Wan's strapping arm around his stomach, pulling him against the chest he'd tried not to think about just seconds ago.  "Master," he gasped out.  "I'll be done shortly, just let me finish --"
"Mmmm?" Obi-Wan whispered against the side of Anakin's neck, a very sensitive spot, and he did drop the knife with a loud clang when he felt Obi-Wan's heated lips and tongue on a particular spot that always short-circuited him.
"Ah!" Anakin moaned, throwing his head back over Obi-Wan's shoulder, panting as his mate sucked the spot hard to where it would definitely leave a mark.
Obi-Wan let up on his neck and brought up his hands to pinch and prod Anakin's nipples, the two nubs stiffening against the only clothing he had on his top -- an undertunic -- more specifically Obi-Wan's old cream-coloured undertunic.  Obi-Wan leaned against his ear to lick its shell and said, "I never thought you'd look so good in my clothes, dear one.  The colour really suits your complexion, and it's so . . . form fitting.  You look absolutely ravishing."
"M-master!" Anakin keened loudly, leaning fully against Obi-Wan, shifting his hips and gasping when he felt Obi-Wan's hardness pressing against the back of his thigh.  "Not that I'm complaining, but what's gotten into you?"
Instead of answering, Obi-Wan slipped one hand inside the undertunic to play with one of the stiff nipples, and his other hand slipped into Anakin's trousers and underwear, grasping his growing cock, which hardened further when Obi-Wan began to stroke him.  Obi-Wan resumed kissing his neck, the back this time, and Anakin's brain lost all cognitive functions as he gripped the counter.  He simultaneously ducked his head and bucked his hips to thrust into Obi-Wan's hand, moaning when he felt his master's thumb on his slit, smearing the pre-cum all over his tip.
When Obi-Wan began to rut against his ass, Anakin bent over the counter, his knees buckling from all the pleasurable sensations assaulting him.  Panting and whining, he groaned and begged, "More, Master, please!"  He sobbed as he felt Obi-Wan's hand pumped his cock faster, and he tried to coordinate his lower body to meet Obi-Wan's hardness, desperately wanting to also give him pleasure.
Anakin felt Obi-Wan lower his shields, and he was nearly bowled over from the immense arousal Obi-Wan sent through their bond.  Barely, he made out Obi-Wan's thoughts.  Can't believe he's so hot cooking for me, looking so beautifully domestic.  And the way my old clothes just fits him so well -- too well.  He's so gorgeous -- the tightness just absolutely accentuates his muscular, lean figure.
Dazedly, Anakin allowed himself to let go as he felt nothing but pleasure on his cock.  He was close, so close, and he urged Obi-Wan to go faster.  Please, please, please.  I'm so close, Master.  Please, let me come!
With a final gasp, Anakin went over the edge, coming long and hard in Obi-Wan's hand, who didn't stop stroking him, pumping him until drained dry, his underwear now wet from his climax.  Letting out a content sigh, he struggled to turn around to return the favour, but the smell of burning food stopped him.
Anakin turned to look over at the stew, yelling as he took in the black smoke coming out of the pot as the stew had boiled over and burned on the stovetop and the pot itself.  "Holy kriffing fuck!"  He ignored the wet spot in his underwear and reached over to turn the stove off, just as the fire alarm went off in their unit.
Obi-Wan reacted by running for a fire extinguisher, and he returned not only with the object but also with Mace Windu.  A Mace Windu who had a terribly upset expression, who scowled at the two of them with his arms crossed over his chest.  Sighing heavily, he walked over to the window and opened it to air out their place.
After the safety inspection crew came and left, Mace turned to them and said, "You two are no longer allowed to cook in the temple."
Anakin, despite feeling mortified, tried to argue.  "But Master Windu, this was --"
"Never.  Again.  If you want to burn down someone else's place, be my guest.  But you may not burn down the temple!"
And thus Anakin and Obi-Wan meekly agreed to never cook in the temple again.  Ever.  Mace never asked what started the fire, but he didn't need to, for he knew exactly why.
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aigoos · 2 months
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Anakin & Stella Art
The lovely Ren Rouge (Twitter / Instagram) drew me another art for Cafe Stella! This time it's Anakin with Stella the Corgi from my Cafe Stella fic. This came out so amazing! They did a wonderful job of capturing their expressions. I'm telling you all -- Stella ADORES Anakin. Obi-Wan is gonna be so jealous LOL
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aigoos · 2 months
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Chibi Heart Hands Art
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That photo of Hayden and Ewan inspired me to get the amazing @kana7o to draw them as their RotS selves in chibi format, and it turned out so, so amazing. This is too cute and too precious <3
Thank you so much for always, @kana7o!
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