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fuckmyskywalker · 3 days
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18+ smut, dilf!Anakin, breeding.
Definitely not proofread. Let's pretend any mistake is grammatically correct.
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Dilf!Anakin having an obsession with coming inside you, pushing his cum— now that he is old, his cum is heavier, stickier and dense— back with his fingers, smearing it over your clit in lazy, teasing circles.
"You're gonna be a great mommy, sweetheart," He coos at you, not bothering to hide how much he desires to have another child. He would have another set of twins if he could. "Spread your legs wider, angel. Let Daddy see you— there you go, good girl."
He won't waste a single drop.
So, to make sure you understand how bad he needs to breed you, nothing is better than pushing his seed with his cock, hard and ready to come again and paint your pretty insides white over and over.
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fuckmyskywalker · 3 days
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Husband Dilf!Anakin pushing the cart around Costco while you check the grocery list on your phone, complaining about how much the prices have gone up and frowning whenever you pick another item.
"We don't need all of that stuff," He huffs, his gold wedding band visible as he picks the bowl of strawberries and cream you placed inside the cart.
"Hush," You reply, taking the bowl off his hand. "I hope I don't find you eating them at midnight, since you think we don't need them."
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fuckmyskywalker · 1 month
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18+ smut, choking, daddy kink.
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“I wish you could look at yourself like this,” Anakin whispers, running his hands up and down your sides as you bend over the couch. His cock feels like it’s bulging inside you, and if you could gather a coherent thought to send a signal to your brain to look down, you could’ve confirmed it. 
“W–Why?” You choke, resting your cheek against one of the gray cushions, drooling over the fabric. He pushes his hips harder, pushing your body forward. A loud moan escapes your lips when he does that— how can he make it feel as if he was rearranging your guts?
“Your ass looks so fucking good,” He replies, cursing under his breath and lowering his hand to slap your flesh. The loud smack is obscene, and you thank God you two are home alone. Your tight walls clench around his cock when he hits you which causes him to do it again, and again— Anakin adores to see your ass bouncing, jiggling, cheeks spread and slapped. “Makes me want to fuck you harder until you can’t walk.”
The last bit sounds more like a promise— a promise he lives up to every time he fucks you. Anakin grabs your arm to yank you closer to him, pressing your sweaty back against his chest, his lips kiss your jaw lovingly, tasting the salty flavor that oozes off your precious skin.
“Want me to choke you, pretty girl?” He offers, although he knows you won’t say no. You nod dumbly, mind too cloudy to speak. When he touches you, it fogs your mind. 
He smirks in return, and when you expect his hand to wrap around your neck, you gasp in surprise when you feel his arm sneaking around you; flexing his bicep, he cuts your airflow in a way you only imagined in your nastiest fantasies. Your hand grips his muscles, nails digging into his flesh and you can’t compare the sensation to anything else. Anakin’s strength sends your head floating— even more if that’s even possible— so good you could come in the spot.
“There you go, princess. I know you love how Daddy fucks you.”
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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18+ smut, cheating, lover!Anakin, secret affairs, mention of pregnancy.
New AU incoming ? It has lore.
"Don't answer," Anakin kisses your neck, taking your buzzing phone away from your hand and placing it on the nightstand... next to your wedding band.
"But I have to," You pout, running your hands over his broad shoulders, massaging his toned muscles with your fingers. His skin is on fire, it almost seems as if the tan that highlights his body was igniting it from the inside. "He thinks I'm with my sister—"
"A pretty believable excuse, if you ask me."
Anakin's hands squeeze your waist tighter, so tight it makes your head dizzy. He's so strong, so demanding, so... different from your husband. His left hand taps your stomach gently, rubbing your flesh lovingly. His lips travel down your shoulder blades, nibbling the skin. Hickeys aren't allowed— but Russian roulette is not the same without a gun.
"Anakin... he's calling again," You object, trying to push him but failing miserably when he finds the hem of your panties. "What if it's an emergency?"
"If you answer that phone, I'll personally tell him that the baby you are expecting is mine."
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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18+, smut, padawan!anakin x master!reader, somno, dubcon-noncon.
I can't sleep and I can't stop thinking about this. 
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"Please don't wake up, please don't wake up," Anakin whispers over and over, his heart pounding inside his chest wildly. The loud heartbeat feels as if it was tearing down his rib cage, threatening to break his bones and leave a trail of blood all over your sleeping body. "Just a little more, please."
His eyes roll back, urged by his own selfish needs and the fuel of lust that burns inside his soul. Anakin's hips jolt in a messy rhythm, he barely knows what he's doing— he just knows it feels good. His cock throbs inside you, delighted to hear the soft squelch of your walls. He bites his lip hard enough to puncture the first layers, but the pain is quickly ignored when you stir softly.
"No, no, no–no," He whimpers, trembling and hyperventilating, quickly clasping a hand over your mouth the second he sees your eyes opening. "Please don't scream, please Master. I'm so sorry— I'm sorry— I just can't help it."
He slams his cock harder, pounding into you faster than before. Now that you were awake he doesn't have an excuse to be careful. Anakin knows you'll forgive him... eventually. You always understand. He is just needy, that's it.
Your words sound muffled and broken, cut out by stuttering moans and incoherent sounds. Anakin groans loudly when he feels your saliva coat his palm, bucking his hips and lifting your lower body with his free hand underneath your hips. You are awake, fully awake. You are scared, he can read it in your eyes, but it only calms his hunger, as odd as it may seem. It's wrong, a Master shouldn't be afraid of their apprentice— yet you are terrified. This isn't the sweet Anakin you know.
"I promise it won't happen again, I just couldn't— couldn't stop myself," He says, tears rolling down his cheeks. The way he is lifting your hips causes the tip of his member to brush against an upper spot inside your velvety walls, making you roll your body closer to his involuntary, to arch your back and close your eyes. Anakin sees this reaction, which brings a smile to his teary face. "See? I knew you'd like it. You like me. I know you do... please. Please love me." The way he loves you.
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fuckmyskywalker · 1 month
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18+ smut, lover!Anakin, cheating, mentions of breeding.
Baby trap me Anakin.
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"I won't pull out this time," Anakin whispers hotly, pushing your knees closer to your chest. Sometimes you are amazed at your flexibility— something you discovered with Anakin... not with your husband.
"No—What if—"
"I don't care. You said you wanted children, right?" Anakin urges you, thrusting faster, making every word die in your throat. "Have my children."
There is nothing you want more than that... but the situation is rather complicated. You should be ashamed, you should feel embarrassed but those remorseful sentiments are long forgotten when Anakin is rocking the king size bed against the wall, when he is pushing you over the brink of pleasure over and over, again and again until you let go of your wedding vows and let go underneath his weight.
"Just tell him it's his, he is so stupid he will believe it," Anakin continues, knowing well that you can't refuse him, not when he's balls deep inside, not when his cock is spreading your walls in ways your pathetic excuse of a man couldn't. "Come on, don't make me beg. He won't find out, I promise."
You believe him. Anakin would never lie to you.
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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18+ smut, hints of hypersexual aotc!anakin, dry humping, mild exhibitionism.
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"Shh— be quiet. If Obi-Wan hears us, we are screwed," Anakin whispers from behind you, sliding two fingers inside your mouth. He pushes your chest harder against one of the pillars of the Jedi Temple's great hall, crushing against the concrete and his twitching body. "I'm almost done, I promise."
You shake his fingers out of your mouth, licking the drool that trickles down your lips. "And what about me?" You object, arching your back as much as the position allows you to.
"I promise I'll make it up to you, I promise," He pouts, feeling already guilty. He lowers your pants just a little more, rubbing his erection against the stretched fabric that covers your asscheeks. The blue cotton has a large wet patch from the pre-cum that leaks from the swollen tip, but you can wash those later. That is if Anakin doesn’t steal them when he sneaks into your bedroom late at night— you know what he does with them, either jerk or smell them— which is becoming a problem actually, and it’s not like you have the necessary income to buy a new pack of panties every month. 
“Hurry up, I have things to do” You urge him, biting your lower lip and swallowing a high-pitched moan every time Anakin bends his knees slightly to rub the tip against your folds. He can see how wet you are, he just wants to dive in, to feel your tight walls milking him dry— fuck, he’s not going to last long if he keeps thinking about it. 
A strained choke falls down his chapped lips when he comes, covering your panties and exposed lower back with thick spurts of cum. “Fuck me— thank you, thank you so much,” He groans quietly, squeezing the base of his cock and tapping the tip against your ass, watching the last beads of his load be absorbed by the fabric. “I’ll do whatever you want tonight, I mean it. I really needed you, thank you.”
He helps you adjust your pants, and you try to ignore the uncomfortable wet feeling of both your neglected pussy and his mess in your underwear. Anakin kisses your temple, caressing your cheek before deciding one kiss is not enough. Showering your face with kisses, you can’t help but giggle and wrap your arms around his hips, bringing him closer until he finally meets your lips.
“I love you,” Your boyfriend murmurs, smiling against your lips. “I need you all the damn time. Just thinking about you makes my dick hard.”
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fuckmyskywalker · 3 months
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Anakin Skywalker is the type of boyfriend to get upset whenever he remembers that you had a boyfriend before him. He wasn't your first kiss, your first date, your first time… which makes him tremble with jealousy. It's irrational, he is aware of that, but he wishes he could travel back in time and be the first one to love you. If you make the mistake to mention your ex, Anakin will get furious and most likely fuck you out of pure spite with only one goal in mind: Fuck you so hard you'll not be able to remember anyone's name except his.
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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Hypersexual AOTC!Anakin who can't sleep unless he is spooning you, groping your tits and dick buried inside you. He'll thrust absentmindedly in his sleep and most likely come inside you while you both are asleep… He hopes you don't mind waking up to a sticky, creamy mess in between your thighs.
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fuckmyskywalker · 13 days
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18+, smut, omegaverse; alpha!Anakin x Omega!Reader, breeding, dirty talk, dub-con if you squint.
Wake up babes Anya posted.
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“Anakin, let me go,” You beg, yanking your arm away from him.
“No,” He replies, gripping your arm with even more force, enough to keep you in your place. Now that he is this close, he can smell you, all the hormones and hidden lust that is dangerously bubbling to the surface. The subtle, sweet fragrance makes his cock twitch, instinct kicking in; Low and dangerous, he leans closer. “I’ll take care of you, just come with me,” He knows what to do, it’s in his blood— he knows his duty.
Whimpering, you shake your head. Your knees are seconds away from giving up, paired with glassy, confused eyes. The internal battle going inside your head is a clash of needs. You don’t want to lose your pride and the respect you’ve worked for— but your heat, only enhanced by the absence of suppressants, makes it difficult to stay away from Anakin. He is an Alpha, you are an Omega— is a natural reaction. The way it should be.
Oozing with the urge to be taken, your body finally submits. Falling onto your knees, Anakin quickly kneels before you, wrapping his firm arms around your back and pulling you closer. The strong scent of sandalwood and leather fills your senses, forcing you to bite a moan. “That’s it,” Anakin whispers, excited to taste your heat. “Come with me, sweetheart.” 
Picking you up almost effortlessly, you hide your face in his neck, inhaling deeply. Just the mere sight of you curling against his chest makes his cock twitch. He needs you— as much as you need him.
The walk to his bedroom isn’t long, but to you, it feels excruciatingly slow. Inside his chambers is even more suffocating, or is your body reaching its limits? You cannot know. There’s no way you can handle this any longer. Placing you on his bed, Anakin hurries and removes his clothes, handing them to you so you can nuzzle against them, press your own scent against his, and calm you at least a little. Anything. You need a proper nest, he knows that but he cannot wait any longer. 
“Does it hurt?” He asks, fidgeting with the knots and buttons of your clothes, taking them off swiftly. 
“A little,” You whine, spreading your legs, practically offering yourself to him. Normally it would be embarrassing to even phantom such a lewd act, but at this moment it feels necessary. Anakin growls under his breath when he sees your sopping cunt, slick sticking to your swollen folds in a way that makes his dick leak. “I need you, Anakin.”
Watching you hold one of his tunics against your naked chest is a sight he will never forget. So precious and so eager to be claimed. He never thought this would happen— but he is glad it will. 
“You’ll be mine, omega,” Anakin swears, climbing on top of you, placing his palms on either side of your head giving you one of the best views in the world. One of your hands curls around his bicep, feeling the muscles flexing as he uses his right hand to guide his cock inside you. Sliding it in between your folds, he makes sure to lube it with your slick, groaning at the feeling. You are so wet, so fucking wet he knows he won’t have a problem. Easing his cock inside you, he pushes slowly, spreading your walls and watching you wiggle your hips, silently begging for more. “That’s it, good girl. You are doing so good, princess.”
He will knot you, mate you, and keep you to himself. Give you everything you need and provide you with anything you want. His pace gradually grows, alternating between slow and deep strokes and harsh and fast. 
“Anakin— fuck!” You moan, clinging to his bicep and his shoulder, arching your back and covered in a thin layer of sweat that makes you glow like a goddess. “I need more, please.”
“You want more, bitch?” He chuckles; pushing your hands away, he grabs your ankles and places your legs over his shoulders, slamming into you, locking his blue eyes on yours. “You want my knot? You want my babies?” His cock twitches inside when you nod desperately. “Take my cock like a good girl, I’ll give you what you need. You just need a good fuck to get bred. That’s what you are made for.”
Still holding his tunic, you bring it up to your face and bite the edge, soaking the fabric with your saliva. The sudden thought of getting pregnant and taking his knot sends you over the clouds. He’s right, you were born for this. To carry children, your alpha’s children.
“Take my cock, omega,” Anakin grunts, pressing your legs together, still holding your ankles and groaning your name when he feels your hot, velvety walls tightening. “There you go, you’ll be a perfect mother.”
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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18+, lover Anakin, cheating, secret affairs, pregnancy. fem!reader/afab!reader
I forgot to mention it but @sublimeflowerpersona has helped me so much with this AU and we have talked about it so much and I'm so happy... consider this more introduction to the AU.
"How are you feeling, darling?" Your mother asks, massaging your shoulders and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
"I'm alright," You reply, rubbing the top of her hand affectionately. "The obstetrician said the baby is healthy and everything is going how it should be."
Your mother smiles and sighs relieved, kissing the top of your head. She raises her eyes to look at Anakin who was sitting at the other side of the table. "And thank you Anakin for driving her to the clinic. I'm so glad my daughter has a best friend like you."
Anakin smirks, not flinching in the slightest when you kick his shin underneath the table. "It's a pleasure, I'll always be there for her... that's what best friends are for, right?"
Thank God your mother was behind you, so you she didn't saw the grimace in your eyes. Anakin loved to play with fire... and to be a cocky piece of shit. He kicked your shoe playfully, never taking his eyes are you.
"Will Richard be away from the city for long?" Your mother asks for your husband which causes your jaw to clench. You swallow the lump in your throat, nodding instead.
"Yeah, he comes back this Friday."
"How's the baby shower going?" Letting go of your shoulders, the woman who gave birth to you and practically arranged your marriage sits next to you, taking off her rings to rub her fingers. "You still don't want me to help you?"
"There's no need, Richard and I are taking care of it. Plus Lisseth has been surprisingly a sweetheart." You brush her offering with a kind smile. You don't want your poor mother to worry too much at her age— or to stick her nose where she shouldn't.
"She's just excited to be an aunt, you know?" Mom rolls her eyes, slapping your hand playfully. "Your father is also very excited, although he has a hard time expressing it," Then, your mother turns her attention to Anakin, smiling sweetly at the boy she saw growing up as your childhood best friend. "Are you excited to be an uncle, Ani?"
Anakin raises his blue eyes from his phone, locking it and placing it on the table next to his coffee cup. He nods, white teeth glowing under the dining table lights.
"Oh, I'm delighted. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life."
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fuckmyskywalker · 6 days
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18+, smut, dddne, cnc, cheating, dirty talk, ex bf!Anakin
Uh, interesting.
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"Smile for the camera," Your ex boyfriend laughs, gripping your jaw and aiming the flash directly at your teary face. Your makeup is a mess, mascara running down your cheeks, smeared lipstick and drool trickling out the corner of your mouth. "Don't look at me that way, it's not like your new boyfriend knows how to get you this wet."
Anakin lowers the camera, making sure to record every second of your sloppy, stretched pussy swallowing his thick cock. The noises are obscene, loud and borderline obnoxious. He is right— you are never this wet.
"Does your new man know how much you love to be raped?" Anakin mocks you, using his free hand to rub your clit in slow circles. "How almost every night you begged for me to fuck you while you slept? And asked me to keep going after you said no?"
Perhaps it was a mistake to break up with Anakin— or perhaps it was a mistake to let him in your apartment. Whatever it is, you cannot complain. Not when he is striking the back of his hand against your cheek.
"Anakin!" You moan his name, walls clenching around his shaft, almost begging him to stay inside. "Stop!"
"Not unless you say your safeword, sunshine," He chuckles. "Just admit it, you are a nasty, perverted bitch that loves to be fucked like a doll. Like a cheap whore. Do you think your boyfriend would like that? He looks pathetically vanilla to me."
The fucker is always right.
Sobbing, deep down you know you love it. You know you love him. His blunt, aggressive attitude, his rough and sweet caresses— and that fat cock.
"Come for me, come for the camera, baby. Cream my cock just the way you always do. Whores like you love this, and I love whores like you."
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fuckmyskywalker · 9 days
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18+ smut, dead dove do not eat, hitman!Anakin, noncon/dubcon, mentions of murder, knife play, minor gun use.
Might do this a little series... we all know I don't do well with multi-parts. If anyone has done this au (hitman!Anakin) let me know! <3.
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"Please, don't kill me— I'll... I'll do anything."
His hand twists the knife while you talk, as if he was toying with your future. Is a delicate situation; he decides if live... or die.
"I'll double the price, I can pay so much more than whoever hired you," Your voice is desperate, but Anakin cannot blame you. Your life is on the line, your clock is ticking.
Your hands are shaking and your lip is wobbling. Anakin lowers his weapon, letting you breathe for a moment— completely unaware of the gun on his belt— He came with a task, it was pretty simple but... deep down he imagined you'd try to bribe him, that's why he made enough noise to wake you up after he murdered your guards. His client already paid, and he did it upfront. Poor idiot.
But to be honest, now that he has you in front of him, dressed in a sheer nightgown, reeking of fear and uncertainty— Anakin notices how pretty you are.
"You'll pay three times the amount," He declares, his one and only offer before he draws a smile on your neck. "Unless you want daddy dearest to find you rooting on your lovely canopy." Dangerously, he circles your bed, standing next to you and smirking when he sees you scoot away. His single gloved hand reaches for his ski mask, lifting it over his head.
Your gasp is more than satisfying, more than anything money can buy— is the way your eyes widen at the sight of his blue orbs, his chiseled features and his blonde curls falling down his face. Oh, is like a spectacle he barely gets to experience. Normally he wouldn't grant such pleasure to his victims. Let them burn in hell without knowing who sent them there.
In a quick swift move, Anakin lifts the knife over his head, licking his lips when he sees you flinch and raise your arms in fear. You wait for the burning pain, for the sudden pierce of skin and the bloody mess— but it never arrives. Shaking, you open one eye, and even if your vision is blurred by frightened tears you manage to discern the sight of your freshly stabbed mattress.
"Money is not enough, sweetheart," Anakin coos, touching your face and caressing your cheeks. "I was supposed to take your life, but I'll have to take something else instead."
"What do you want from me?" You sob, lowering your hands. Deep down you know is pointless to fight. You are under the mercy of a clear psychopath. He brushes your tears and you wince, scared of the sudden act of kindness— it has to be fake. He is just toying with you.
"Don't be so shy, if you forget about yourself for a while you might enjoy it," His voice shouldn't be as attractive as it is, as sultry and alluring as it sounds. "You see that handle?" Anakin points with his chin at the knife piercing the expensive mattress. "You'll lift your cute nightgown and ride it. Imagine is a cock, I'm sure you've done it before. If I like how you do it, I'll let you ride my cock. If I like how it, then I'll let you live."
"You cannot possibly ask me to—"
Your words die in your throat the second he presses the gun against your temple. Replaced by a weak squeal, you close your eyes picturing the messy and bloody pieces of brain and flesh staining your precious wood floors.
"Yeah, I know you don't like to listen, princess. You either fuck me or die."
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fuckmyskywalker · 8 days
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Hitman!Anakin opening the folder his client gave him, pulling out your picture and running his thumb over your features. Why would someone want such a pretty thing dead?
That's the thought that haunts him as he jerks off looking at you smiling at the camera.
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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months
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18+. DDDNE. Noncon. Bullying. Physical abuse.
This is for Nai because she said forced submission... but she didn't specified ;)
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Sam Monroe who is tired of being bullied by you and just snaps. Pushing you against the door of the janitor's closet you locked him in and yanks your hair, his grip is tight and filled with hatred, his rings scrape your scalp and you can't even move in response. Your body paralyzes, not even an ounce of adrenaline is produced— just fear. He is staring at you with fire in his eyes; the eyes of the boy who has gone mad.
Your throat is dry, but not for long. His tongue finds its way inside your mouth, taking your will and your autonomy just like you have done to him since elementary school, following him all the way to college, continuing with the torment. Sam lets go of your hair to wrap his sweaty hand around your neck, squeezing hard enough to cut your air flow. You choke against his lips but he doesn't care; you never cared, why would he have to? "This is the last time I listen to you," He whispers. Your vision starts to go blurry, everything around him spins and your head is floating. This can't be the way you die. "Now it's your turn to cry."
The floor receives you gladly after Sam pulls you, shoving you down onto the floor. Your head hits a bucket causing you to whimper in pain but he doesn't stop. Nothing will stop him now. It doesn't matter how much you cry and beg— Sam has earned every tear and sob. Your hands desperately try to hold onto something but to not avail. Sam is quicker, surprisingly so.
"Nuh-uh. Stay fucking still," He threatens you, landing a harsh blow on your cheek. The weight of his palm stops you from fighting back. The consequences of years and years of entitlement and abuse finally dawning upon you. Sam looked at you with a wicked smirk, exhaling heavily. Everything about him screamed danger, everything about him was strangely alluring and terrifying at the same time. "I heard you fucked the whole football team... then I guess you wouldn't mind another dick inside you."
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fuckmyskywalker · 6 days
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Padawan Anakin making a hole to his single pillow and fucking it, imagining it's your pussy and coming inside it over and over until the cum stains start to seep through the fabric.
During a mission, he'll take the dirty little pillow with him and hide yours, offering to help you look for it— only to hand you his pillow.
"Maybe you just forgot," He comforts you, rubbing your shoulder.
He is barely able to fall asleep, cock hard as fuck, knowing your pretty little head is resting over his mountains of dried cum just a few meters away.
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