The Sith Lord's Prize
Pairing: Sith!Obi-Wan x f!reader
Rating: 18+ only - Minors DNI
Summary: Sith Lord Obi-Wan Kenobi has become obsessed with you - a sweetly idealistic senator - and has a plan to ruin you. Follow up to this ask
Word Count: 1K
Warnings: pwp, unprotected p in v, light oral m! receiving, light oral f! receiving, mild degradation, authority kink, Sith!Obi-Wan’s raging corruption kink
A/N: It may read as if this is reader’s first time, but it’s not.
Irredeemable filth under the cut. I should be ashamed of myself, but am not.
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At first, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Dark Lord of the Sith, was disappointed at how easily you’d been sweet talked out of your clothes.
But the sight of you now erased that disappointment.
You sat naked at the edge of his bed; knees spread wide while he stood glorious and unclothed between them. His hand was over yours, guiding you to stroke his cock the way he liked. Your free hand pressed into the mattress, holding yourself up and steady. Also putting your body pleasingly on display for him. His cold yellow eyes drifted from your face to your nipples, which were harder and finer than diamonds.
Lord Kenobi looked down and smiled hungrily at the confused face gazing up at him. He could feel your conflict. Could hear your inner voice crying that this was disgraceful. Could hear the other inner voice howling that it didn’t matter. Lord Kenobi released your hand, which continued to stroke him while you were locked by his eyes.
You leaned forward. The lightest touch of lips along the head of his cock. The shyest kitten lick at the bead of pre-cum at the tip. All the while, your face became more desperate. Lord Kenobi ran his fingers along your shoulder, gently pushing you away, inwardly laughing at your shiver.
“Get up on the bed, darling,” he softly ordered. “Give me everything.”
You crawled back on your elbows and lay back, legs spread, offering yourself to him. Every nerve hotly screamed that this was wrong. That Lord Kenobi was a monster who smeared blood across the galaxy. Yet, you liked the fiery forbidden feelings that bloomed when you were near him.
Lord Kenobi stood at the foot of the bed, wolfishly grinning at the sight of your open legs and pleading eyes. For a moment, he considered making you beg. But this vision. He continued stroking himself, enjoying the sight of you and your fluttering hole.
He the crawled onto the mattress, pausing to flick his tongue along your bud, relishing the breathy whine it drew from you. Kenobi brushed his lips against your heat, delving two fingers along the walls, pleased at the wet mess he’d created between your legs. He circled his fingers, gathering up the slick as he slithered up to settle between your legs. You brought your head forward, seeking a kiss, but Kenobi drew back, denying that wish.
“Taste how much you want this. How badly you want me," The Sith Lord murmured, pushing his fingers beyond your lips and chuckling as you eagerly licked them, whimpering.
“Please?” The smallest, most precious whisper escaped. Kenobi gazed down at your longing, yet somehow still innocent, face and ran the back of his hand along the sweet cheek. Burning the image into his mind, knowing that you would never look like this again. Only then did Lord Kenobi kiss you. Slow and soft. Tongue exploring your mouth, excited to explore it in other ways as the night went on. He brought his lips to your ear.
“Show me what you want,” he breathed.
Eyes squeezed shut, entire body in tortured conflict, you grasped his cock and guided it to your yearning entrance. Shuddering at the feel of the velvety head.
“Look at me, darling.”
Unsurely, your eyes opened to be confronted with burning yellow and red eyes boring into yours. Light auburn hair flopping down past his brow. Instinctively, your hand rose to tuck it back so that you might see his beautiful face and regal brow without obstruction. It was Kenobi’s turn to shudder.
"Good girl."
He granted the request, mesmerized by the sight of your eyes shining desire and shame as he slowly pushed in inch by inch until he bottomed out. You clutched his shoulders, body adjusting to the feeling of being so full with him.
Lord Kenobi pulled nearly all the way out and languidly pushed back in, one hand cupping your face as he continued to slowly fuck you. It would have been so easy to let go and take this small part of what he wanted- this carnal pleasure that could be found with anyone. But the Sith wanted to watch the captivating innocence drain from you, corrupted by his touch. Wanted to be the last person to ever see that innocence and to be the one who melted it away.
Your arms and legs hooked around his. He worked his arms below your back and rolled over, bringing you to straddle him then stilled, hands woven behind his head.
“Carry on,” he ordered.
Placing hands on the reddish chest hair, you pushed up and sank back down, still locked by those eyes. You lost track of time, intoxicated by his cock dragging along your walls. He finally asked Shall I make you come, love?
“Ahhh . . . Lord Kenobi . . . please? Will you--? Can I--?”
He brought a thumb to your clit and stroked lightly, quickly bringing a sharply warm pulse from your core through thighs and belly, cries echoing in the room as the orgasm took over. Without a moment to come down, Kenobi pushed your back against the mattress again and threw your legs over his shoulders. Your eyes fell closed again.
“Look at me!” he barked. “Look at me while I come inside you, whore.”
You gasped at Lord Kenobi’s sudden anger, at the piercing insult. Deeply ashamed to find that you liked it. Even more ashamed to find allure in the cruel smile that loomed above as he relentlessly slammed into your cunt, chasing his release. With a shattered groan, he reached it and erupted in a hot white flood, not once averting his dark gaze from your beautifully bewildered face.
Kenobi held your hips tight against him for several minutes as you both came down from the ripping orgasms that had crushed you both. He pulled out and held your legs open, watching his spend drip out of you onto the bed.
“You may have a few minutes of rest,” Lord Kenobi purred as he leaned down for a kiss. “Then I’ll take your mouth.”
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