#aotc anakin

[fuckmyskywalker]

Padawan Anakin being completely sloppy the first time he fucks his Master. almost cumming just from a kiss, or when he buries his cock in their pussy. sliding out amidst the thrusts and looking at them all apologetic and whiny. just so pathetic ˖ ִֶָ ♡

I was thinking about this so bad last night ugh... I need me a boy like this.

Inexperienced could be one word to describe him. His kisses were messy and uncoordinated, with too much tongue and a constant teeth clash. Anakin’s hands were eager, groping every inch of skin available, his need and lust was so obvious it was borderline laughable… and pathetic.

“Calm down,” You ease him, caressing his sweaty face and forcing him to keep his eyes on yours. “I'm not going anywhere, Anakin.”

He nods, swallowing the lump in his throat. He can do this so much better, or at least he thinks so. A blank space inside his head replaced all the things he had prepared, all the words he had, and all the ways he wanted to touch you. Imagining you underneath him is one thing but having you right there is completely different. Anakin’s eyes dart downwards, looking visibly nervous at the way his shaft slides between your folds. Do you get this wet all the time or is it for him? He can’t even think about a decent answer. He can’t even think.

“Can I do it? Please?” He asks, hoping you give him the green light already.

A small laugh threatens to escape your lips at his impatience, sure, pathetic but adorable. “Yes, come here,” You plant a soft kiss on his lips and Anakin shakes underneath your touch.

Guiding him closer, you wrap your hand around the base of his cock. Anakin’s entire body shakes, it’s happening. It’s finally happening.

The second he slides in, Anakin’s hands tighten on your hips, his arms flex and he swears he is touching heaven. Panting, bending over and sweating, he moans in such a sinful way that for sure it will stay engraved in your heart. Forever. “Slowly,” You instruct him, tensing when he pushes further. Anakin whimpers, hanging his head back. You watch how his braid slides off his shoulder and swings slowly in the air, how his body glistens with sweat and how his biceps tense and flex with the inhuman force he is using to not orgasm instantly.

“You alright?” You ask, taking a deep breath and lifting your legs to wrap them around his hips, using your heels to push him forward. “You are doing so well, baby.”

“I can’t—” His hips roll involuntarily, seeking more, more, so much more. Your walls are so tight, so wet and so… perfect. “You are so tight, s–so warm.”

“Enjoy yourself, Ani,” You urge him, helping him move his hips. It’s sloppy and messy just like his kisses— and you can feel his dick throb with every thrust— Your hands leave his hip shoulder to touch his short hair, smirking when he mewls. “Good boy, do you like it?”

“I love it,” He almost sobs, speeding up without even realizing it. “I want to come, I can’t help it— I’m so sorry, I can’t—” It was helpless. Anakin is helpless when it comes to you. “You are so fucking tight, I love it. Please let me come inside, I promise it will be just this once— Please Master, I need to come.”

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[bunnie-online]

needy! ani who can’t keep his hands off of you

(posting this to hold y’all over until i get around to finishing the incubus fic heheh)

warnings: NSFW 18+ NO MINORS. modern au, established relationship.

you’re laying in bed winding down from a long day, anakin’s in the bathroom brushing his teeth, you’re scrolling through the same three apps on your phone waiting for your cuddles.

as you get sucked into scrolling through short form content, anakin appears next to you, shocking you a little. that sneak, he got into bed so silently, it’s almost like his goal was to catch you off guard.

“hi baby” he says in a low and sultry tone, right up against your ear. he knows exactly what that does to you. “hello handsome” you laugh softly, your breath getting caught in your throat as his hands start exploring your body.

“ani?” you laugh again “what’re you doin’?” you lay your phone on the nightstand. his hands find their way under your sleep shirt and to your chest. his large hands groping you eagerly. “i’m just playing with you.” he slurs his words, already drunk on you. “just wanna play with you, baby.” he has his lower lip trapped between his teeth. his beautiful face is flushed pink.

“what’s gotten you so worked up, pretty boy?” you stroke his hair with one hand and moving the blanket to give him easier access with the other. “dunno, just need to touch you.” he practically drools once he pulls your shirt up to expose you fully.

he moves one of his hands downward as his lips latch on to the soft skin of your breast. he leaves a prominent bruise on the underside where no one can see but him. he slides his free hand under the waistband of your sweats, rubbing you through your panties.

“just let me. please just let me.”

~~~~~~~

OOOH feels good to be back, thirsting over ani like this again!!

~ bunnie!!

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[anakin-skywalker-always]

padawan/atoc era anakin x reader, they're in love with each other (both jedi) but obviously can't come forward. Anakin confides in Padmé, reader becomes convinced/jealous that anakin is with padme

(bonus points if you can make it angsty and fluffy)

As Easy As Breathing

Hi nonnie! Thank you so, so, so much for this rec! It’s my first one on this account and it’s really quite the christening. Hope its okay, I’m not the best at angst! 

Pairing: Padawan!Anakin Skywalker x Padawan!Reader (Star Wars) 

Requested: Yes | No

Warnings: none!! Should be all good, let me know if you caught anything I may have missed. Not beta read! 

Words: 1.8k

Author’s Notes: Anakin is canonically 19 in AOTC, reader is the same, maybe a year younger. Clone Wars have not yet started in this fic, I’m just assuming Padmé and Anakin stayed besties after the whole nonsense in Phantom Menace.

The warm sun filtering through the windows fell upon Anakin’s face, in a soft moment of solitude, the sounds of the Coruscant cityscape provided him with a brief reprieve to Padmé’s chastising. He often thought that his ability to talk to Padmé about anything was his strength, but in this moment he couldn’t help to think of it as a weakness. Anakin cringed as Padmé continued to berate him; On a rare afternoon off the nineteen-year-old padawan found himself lounging on the senator’s couch. 

“Seriously Anakin, you should just-” Padmé stilled, her slender hands finding her hips, huffing, she continued, “Are you even listening to me, Ani?” The forceful tone on his nickname got Anakin’s attention once again. 

“I am!” Anakin raised his eyebrows in addition to his hands, in mock surrender. “I swear Padmé!” 

The senator found it easy to roll her eyes at his antics, like always. But she could see the change in Anakin, could see how his emotions for his fellow padawan learner have caused conflict in him. Her friend wasn’t sleeping, he wasn’t eating. Padmé knew Anakin was an intense person, a strong personality, everyone knew that about him. But this, this was different. He seemed lost, like he was missing something he needed to operate. Padmé found her way to the couch, sitting beside Anakin, grabbing his tanned, calloused hands in her own. 

“Anakin, if you do truely care this strongly for her, you must tell her.” Anakin’s eyes found Padmé’s own. “It would be cruel, to withhold this love.” There was a time in Anakin’s life where this is all he wanted, being with Padmé and he knew his nine-year-old self would be so excited by innocent hand holding. But his nineteen-year-old self was happier to have such a strong, nonjudgemental friend. 

“How did you know that you loved Sabé?” Anakin asked gently, knowing how the senator safeguarded her relationship with her handmaiden fiercely. 

Anakin noted how Padmé seemed to glow at the mention of her lover. A warm smile graced her pink lips, eyes crinkling at the sides, a faraway glaze coated her sparkling eyes. Her signature in the force felt warm, it wrapped around Anakin’s brain, made him feel safe. Padmé’s love for Sabé was so tangible it extended outside herself, adjusting her force signature. 

“I realised I loved Sabé when being around her became a necessity, an honesty, a truth that I did not know I was constantly seeking out.” Padmé gushed, a light trail of pink lit itself over her high cheekbones and freckled nose. “I felt as if Sabé had breathed new life into me everytime I saw her, it was natural, it was right.” 

Anakin was quiet for a moment, Padmé became worried that she had overstepped somehow, projected to far onto Anakin’s feelings. 

“Loving y/n is as natural as breathing.” He replied. 

Anakin rolled over on his hard, standard issue, Jedi temple bed. A sleepless night was not uncommon for him, but this felt inherently different. Padmé’s words from earlier in the day rattled around his brain, demanding to be dealt with. Anakin never saw love as a weakness, never saw attachment as weakness. How could he? Love was the basis of the light, the well of Jedi power that Anakin drew from was a labour of love, was purity, was peace, was built with empathy and centered by knowing himself. His love for you did not make him a bad person. 

But he knew it would make him seem like a bad Jedi. 

Not knowing your stance on him, on the rule of attachment was slowly eating away at Anakin’s peace. 

Groaning aloud, Anakin ran his hands down his face. 

Your head whipped around, anxiously. You knew it was embarrassing that you always looked for him in a crowded room, but you could not help it, you felt as if the force was electric until he calmed it. His signature singlehandedly smothering anything else it came in contact with. Being around Anakin, to you, felt as natural as breathing. 

“Looking for young Skywalker, are you?” Your master, Mace Windu asks, a small smirk whispers across his face, lightly nudging you in the shoulder. The two of you stood in one of the reception rooms of the Republic building. The Senate was hosting a charity gala with the invite extending to the Jedi temple. So, there you stood, in your best robes, breaking your neck to catch a glimpse of The Chosen One. 

“No Master.” You said, quietly. Turning your head away from the powerful Jedi Master to not embarrass yourself further with the luxury of him catching your furious blush. Your master excused himself, laughing, finding Master Plo Kloon. 

So, you stood there, alone, foolishly searching the room for your fellow padawan, the one that consumed your mind and soul. 

It wasn’t completely unlikely, you reasoned with yourself. You and Anakin were friends, were very well matched, sparring partners. But, Anakin was a good Jedi. A strong Jedi. Following orders wasn’t Anakin’s strongest suit, you’d admit. Pondering whether he would disregard the rules of attachment for you, however, was different. 

Nonetheless, like a junkie craving death sticks, you craved Anakin’s presence, his force signature was all you needed to feel right. The anxiety of the gala was too much. Closing your eyes, tightly, you reached out into the force to find him. Anakin’s signature, golden like it always was flocked to your senses, like always. 

Opening your eyes, you began to weave through the bustling crowd as quickly as one could who was masquerading as casual. 

“I’m not going to say anything to her now, Padmé.” Anakin huffed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms across his chest, defensively. “Not in front of all these people, you’ve got to be joking.” He scoffed. 

Sabé giggled quietly, the two women joined their arms at the elbow. Padmé just rolled her eyes at Anakin’s supposed insoclence. 

Your frame weaving through the crowd in his direction caught Anakin’s eye. He smiled, quikly raised a hand, and was delighted when your devastating smile echoed back. 

“Anakin.” You greeted him, with a small bow of the head. His name sounded heavenly whenever you deigned to let it fall from your lips. Anakin was convinced he could breathe easier with you around, like he had been purged of something suffocating him. 

“Y/N, this is Sen-” You quickly cut him off, not wanting to hear the name of your rival come from his beautiful mouth. Your jealousy that you held for Padmé reared its ugly head, and you couldn’t help to feel shame burn deep inside the space between ribs. 

“Senator Amidala, a pleasure it is to finally meet you,” You stuck your hand out, awkwardly hoping for a handshake. “Anakin has told me so much.” Cordial. It was a good tactic. You were a good person, a good jedi. You would not succumb to jealousy. Besides, Padmé had other qualities you were far more jealous of than just her nonexistent romantic relationship that you deludedly conjured up in your mind when you tried to sleep at night. 

“All good things I should hope.” She smiled, her soft hand finding your own, a small shake. You could empathise with Anakin for falling in love with someone like her. Someone so intelligent, powerful, beautiful. 

It was not lost on you, the way the senator’s hand quickly found the one of the woman she stood beside. 

“This is Sabé.” Anakin started, introducing Padmé’s guest. “Padmé’s hand-” For the second time tonight, but surely not the last, Anakin was cut off. 

“My partner.” Senitor Amidala said firmly, though her eyes twinkled with pride. Sabé’s own shock manifested itself into a wide smile. The two looked eachother in the eyes and you couldn’t help but feel silly. Of course. Of course. 

For whatever reason, the words you thought you had died swiftly in your mouth,  “Oh.” was all you managed to get out. “A pleasure to meet you too, Sabé.” You tried quickly to save the situation, to save embarrassment. But Padmé’s slight smile, Sabé’s coy smirk. You felt like the two Naboo women knew you, saw you. They somehow, in this embarrassing blunder of a meeting had already clocked that you harboured feelings for Anakin Skywalker. It made you feel foolish, moreso than what you already did. 

“If you’d excuse us, Jedi, we have futher business to attend to.” Sabé quipped strongly, leading her senator lover to the next group of politicians. The art of smalltalk was something else you could add to the list of Padmé’s items you were jealous of. 

Anakin turned to you, chuckling. His standard-issue Jedi robes moving effortlessly with his chest. Running a hand through his cropped hair, you felt his eyes scanning your face. You knew your blood would betray you, like it so often did around your friend, rising to the surface of your cheeks, splattering down your neck and chest. Embarrassment clung to you like a rash. 

“Don’t mind them, they like setting me up.” Anakin scoffed, shaking his head. 

“Setting you up for what?” You asked, eyeing him micheviously. Chatting with Anakin felt natural; He was quick witted and liked challenging you, he was a tease. 

And, more often than not, a flirt. 

This was different though, Anakin had an air of nervousness about him. You noticed as your fellow padawan’s large, veiny hands found the way to the back of his neck, rubbing sheepishly. 

“Oh you know…” He trailed off, looking everywhere except for your eyes, his own blue ones scanning the ornate ceiling of the reception room. “Setting us up to be alone together.” He admitted, squinting as if the words bought him some kind of physical pain. 

You quirked a brow, your arms quickly crossing your chest - a defensive stance. “Would that be so bad? Being alone together?” The words meant to be teasing, non-serious. But it was too late, the seed was planted in Anakin’s brain. 

To him, that felt like an admission of sorts, an admission that you wanted him as much as he wanted you. Well, if he squinted it seemed like that. 

In a tender moment, something rare for Anakin, he reached out. Tucking stray hairs behind your ear, gently following your padawan braid around the cusp of it. 

“You know, y/n, that I want nothing more,” He smiled. It was pure, and real. You felt the sincerity in the force, the truth within him. Moreso, you felt your ear burn from the brief contact, felt your heart swell in your chest at the mere thought of being alone in close quarters with him. “I want nothing more than to be alone with you.” 

He retracted his hand, but you still felt alight with his closeness. His force signature felt palpable, you were enraptured in his warmth. He was golden. Your golden boy. 

“Why don’t we go get lost then?” You whispered, scared anything too loud would betray your eagerness. Anakin’s smile split across his face, eyes crinkling and dimples showing. Smirking he placed a strategic hand at the low of your back. He was so incredibly tall, bending over you to whisper back, 

“After you, my lady.”

—--

AN: Hehe all done! Left it open for more if you wanted, but teasing enough to be left as it is! Hope it’s alright and I hope you could enjoy at least some of it <3 

P.S This is a side account, my main is @mayhemories, so I will be answering any comments with that account but rest assured it is still me :) <3

Much love, El. 

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[st4rfckerz]

he needs to be overstimulated

#godddddd #anakin skywalker #aotc anakin #anakin skywalker x reader #hayden christensen #st4rfckerz

[titaniasfairy]

You asked for prompts, so here’s one-

How about playing with anakin’s nipples until he cries and cums? Just tease him until he turns into a pathetic, overstimulated mess?

oh my god yessss

i missed writing for sub ani :((

18+ MDNI

cw: sub!ani, gn!reader, overstim, nipple play, cum eating, anakin is a whiny mess

he sits there with his back up against your chest on the bed, ani’s head leaning back on your shoulder with his tuft locks splayed around his pretty face that’s scrunched up in bliss :((

your fingers dancing along his soft skin, slightly tickling him and making his hips buck. you coo sweet nothings in his ear and kiss the top of his head to calm him down but nothing is working, he’s just too needy!!

he’ll whine out pleas that just sound like begging nonsense, a combination of “please”, “mmh!”, and incoherent whines are all that can leave his mouth.

his cock sits heavy and abandoned against his toned abs and bobs whenever your fingers touch the sweet spot of his neck or his collarbones. anakin’s tip leaks out sticky pre-cum while you tease along his tummy, avoiding what he wants you to touch so badly.

you slowly run your fingers along his hardened nipples, just to see his reaction. you’re met with a loan moan from ani and the sudden bucking of hips into the air. his cock flexes and thrusts into nothingness at this newfound pleasure.

you can’t help but chuckle at his reaction in surprise, you had no idea your pretty boy would like it this much :((

to tease him even more, your fingers begin to pinch his pretty pink buds, squeezing ever so slightly. anakin’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens wide to let out a wanton moan.

“oh- fuck! i’m gonna-”

and with another hard pinch of his nipples, anakin thrusts his hips and cums from practically nothing. anakin’s cock release his load in long white ropes of cum, sticking to his abdomen. his breathing is heavy and his jaw is slack from moaning out pathetic pleas.

your hands move from his chest and slide up to his cheeks, wiping off the tears of overstimulation he always makes when he cums. your thumbs stroke his scarred face and graze across his lips. ever the one to please you, anakin gladly takes your thumb into his wet mouth and sucks lightly on your digit.

“oh ani.. look at the mess you’ve made. you gonna help me clean it up?”

he nods slowly, still tired from his orgasm. your free hand pats his cheek to signal anakin to open his mouth and release your thumb. with your thumb now slick, you slide it to his cum-covered stomach and collect as much of it as you can on your thumb and bring it back up to anakin’s mouth.

ani takes your thumb back into his mouth and licks his load from it, his tongue lapping up at his own release to clean it up.

“such a good boy, ani. think you can give me one more?”

ty for the ask!!

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[darthgloris]

I was scrolling on Pinterest and saw this pic and literally meowed

I may have a problem

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[mortalheartache]

“Anakin had no romantic ability! How did he snag Padmé?” Did you even watch the AotC confession scene. Did you. That boy is a POET. Yes he’s awkward at times but if I was told “I am haunted by the kiss you never should have given me.” I would FOLD.

(once again on my Anakin was a romantic bullshit)

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[skywlker-sluvtt]

Thinkin bout how those extra midichlorians prolly made anakin extra horny and also so easy to make horny

Like he'd shove u against the wall just cus he needs to stick his dick in someone so bad. He lays his eyes on u boom pp hard he just thinks about anything remotely sexy boom pp hard.

And he can't even deal with it by himself all the time sometimes he's stuck there jerking off trying to come but he can't and he is so horny he feels like he's about to burst. He tries every trick in the book, even toys but it just doesn't work all the time so he is just stuck there with his aching cock

UGHGUHGHGHGHG

nah because it's lowkey so hot i feel like it'd be really fun to just tease him about it and make him jizz his pants.

such an aotc ani thing btw. if yall were both jedi he'd totally be into begging you to hide in storage closets with him for a quickie or beg you for a blow job because you got him all worked up. he'd lose his shit if you just pressed him up against the wall and rubbed his cock through his thick robes whispering dirty things in his ear. calling him a dumb little whore.

"you're such a stupid little thing. meant to be the most powerful jedi in the galaxy and you can't even keep it in your fucking pants. pathetic."

he gets off so damn hard from being degraded like that. he just whimpers and whines rutting his cock against your hand until he creams his fucking pants. you just give him a coy smile and leave him to clean himself up. he's all embarrassed and everything. so he should be aotc anakin's such a little cunt.

rots ani is a different story. by then he's a lot more sexually demanding and kinda turns the tables so to speak. he'd definitely make more of an attempt to do it himself but when he can't anakin just has to grab you and pin you against the nearest surface for a quick fuck. this time he's the one doing all the dirty talk.

"kriff, you feel so good n tight. that's it my precious slut, my dirty little cum dump taking me so well"

"you're so good to me taking me where ever I need you. such a pretty thing"

omfg daddy chill

happening on the daily cuz we know dude is always horny <3

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[luvskywxlker]

I absolutely need AOTC!anakin laying his head on my hips and have his arms wrapped around my waist, and listen to him mumble sleepily as I play with his hair … that’s all I want right now like pls gimme that sweet boy

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[hotpinkboots]

Anakin is such a puppy.

He's always following you around trailing behind you like a puppy chasing after his owner.

He's always looking at you with the sweetest puppy eyes.

He's always wanting physical affection like a puppy waiting to be pet, and feeling slightly rejected when you don't feel like it.

He's always purposely annoying you just to get a reaction like a puppy testing the boundaries.

Anakin is a puppy and you cannot convince me otherwise.

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[fuckmyskywalker]

I need to give AOTC!Anakin his first bj and make him cry

18+ smut, oral.

Poor baby... cry harder.

You noticed how his thighs were shaking, how he looked away in sudden embarrassment when you took his clothes off, and it didn't took you long to realize he was actually lying when he said he has done this before. Anakin's eyes squeeze shut, hands curled into fists in a desperate attempt to hold his impending orgasm. It would be pathetic for him to come so quickly— and after he had the audacity to lie? He can't even imagine how he will face you after that.

He moans your name when you deepthroat him followed by a sharp gasp. Anakin's hips jolt and it doesn't matter how hard he tries— he just comes undone.

Your eyes widen in sheer surprise when sticky cum floods your mouth. Anakin takes a deep breath and whimpers, easily overstimulated and humiliated by his own body. Your tongue swirls over the sensitive head, eyes perking up when you hear his first soft sob. Anakin sniffles, brushing hairs away from your sweaty face.

"Sorry," He mumbles, wiping your lower lip. His blue eyes are glassy and his cheeks are flushed a pretty shade of red. "That doesn't happen... often."

"It's alright," You reply with a giggle, leaning onto his palm. You maintain eye contact for a few more seconds before lowering your mouth back, sucking the swollen tip softly, earning you another sob mixed with a moan. "Just don't lie to me again."

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[the-library-of-wonderland]

Okay but like, Anakin who gets shy around you. He's all up for joking around with others, but he can't even get a coherent sentence out when you walk into the room. He thinks of you as the pretty/handsome senator who easily speaks their mind on any matter presented to them. The nice senator who gladly answers questions from curious younglings about their planet or their job. He almost loses his mind when Obi-Wan tells him about their mission to be your guards for a few weeks since recent death threats had been sent to you. He can't figure out how he will act during that time, you plague his thoughts and dreams every waking day and every night.

I hope this was a coherent paragraph... Tell me your thoughts on this guys, I'd love to hear them!

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[anakin-skywalker-always]

as much as I love and adore and would die for the anakin smut there’s not enough anakin fluff; fr I just want to imagine him happy, a padawan anakin in love; padawan anakin enjoying his training; padawan anakin having such a massive ego it’s concerning to obi-wan but he doesn’t have the heart to burst anakin’s bubble just yet.

Oh god, I just want to freeze that moment in time for him.

…maybe I should just write it into existence…

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[0artang3l]

my blood my life

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[jessequinnfirstofhername]

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[titaniasfairy]

slightly perv!anakin who can’t help but jerk off when you sleep :(((

cw: fem!reader , voyeurism

anakin’s surrounded by guys in the jedi academy nearly everyday, so of course he’s never had a pretty girl to fawn over!

sure, he’s seen the dancers and ladies in the bars that he has to frequent for missions with obi-wan, but he’s never had someone to fawn over. poor boy has never had a crush!! ever!!

but when you arrived, daughter of a foreign leader who’s currently dealing with border disputes, he was whipped.

you didn’t want to be in coruscant at all, the loud noises and bright lights were a big change from the quiet wildlife in your home planet. you’d spend most days in the council building’s library reading folklore from other planets,

immersed in another reality while sat on a weirdly shaped couch.

one particular day, you were reading about a forbidden romance between a princess and a junk smuggler. your nose was so deep in the book you could practically smell the tree the pages came from.

you walked the library aisles mindlessly while reading your book, hands shaking from the anticipation of the story. before you could turn the page you were interrupted by a large body running into you.

“hey watch where you’re-“ anakin pauses, who were you? you definitely weren’t some padawan or a librarian, no. you were gorgeous, all clad in royal fabrics with a complicated hairstyle and makeup. but your face was definitely not pleased when your book was knocked out of your hand.

“i’m sorry about that” he leans down to pick up your book, and when he stands back up he towers over you. blue eyes staring into yours, with a beautiful yet messy mop of curls on his head. you couldn’t help but stare for a moment or two.

“if you don’t mind me asking- who are you? you don’t look like you belong here- no offense.” anakin tilted his head, looking at you up and down like he was studying you.

you blushed and gave him a small smile. “i don’t belong here. i’m here because my father is dealing with an ‘important affair’. at least that’s what he tells me, he doesn’t think i’d understand.” anakin mouth’s an ‘oh’ of realization. he hands you your book.

“my name is anakin skywalker.” he gives you a toothy grin and you look down to his belt where a lightsaber hilt is placed. “you’re a jedi?” you ask, pointing to his lightsaber. “pretty much, yeah. my mentor doesn’t think i’m quite there yet.” he rolls his eyes at the mention of his mentor.

anakin’s beauty is slightly juvenile, with a boyish face but a deep voice. his lean but muscular body only adds to your attraction for him. if you squint, you can see his small freckles placed carefully on his face by the gods.

“well i’m sure you’re a great one.” you smile and hold the book closer to your chest. anakin chuckles a bit. “maybe you should tell him that.”

—-

the moment anakin got out of that library he asked obi-wan who you were and who your father was, but especially how long you’d be here. anakin would keep you here forever if he had anything to do with it.

obi-wan had told him that you were here because your father’s planet is having a border dispute with a neighboring planet and that you’d only be here for a few days unless the conflict escalated further or if the council can’t reach a decision.

anakin prayed to whoever and whatever that some magical circumstance would come about for you to stay.

that night all anakin can think about is you. how you talked and joked with him, your smile that was brighter than the two suns on tatooine combined, and not to mention how beautiful you were. he tossed and turned in his bed while you flooded his imagination.

stars, why is his cock getting hard?! anakin just ignores it, brushes it off as excitement from meeting someone new and that the blood has to go somewhere in his body.

—

the next day was warmer, the areas in the academy and council building opening their windows to let in the warm air. you sat in the library with a sheer dress on, a silk bra only covering your chest below the mesh.

that day you lied in a hanging swing in the gardens, reading a new book about two long lost siblings separated at birth. your legs hung off the swing and moved back and forth in the breeze that blew in your hair. a small layer of sweat covered your skin below the mesh of your dress and highlighted your cheeks.

while you sat in the gardens, anakin was scoured the grounds looking for you and trying to sense your presence anywhere nearby. obi-wan would scold him for abandoning his duties but right then you were the only thing he could focus on.

through a window he spotted you reading your book, sat in the hanging swing surrounded by foliage found all throughout the galaxy. in all honestly the gardens should only be used for studying plant life found on various planets, but he could never disrupt this scene.

anakin’s eyes widened in awe when he noticed your dress. it was revealing but modest, gorgeous but scandalous in all the right ways. he’d be lying if the sight didn’t make him sprout a slight erection.

after calming himself down, anakin carefully waltzed through the gardens and approached your relaxed form. he snuck up behind you while also admiring your beauty.

“what do you have there?” you almost jumped out of the swing, letting out a quick squeal. “anakin, my stars! how did you find me in here?” you turned around to face him, and good lord you forgot how admirable he is. maybe was the heat, but the jedi looked quite delectable.

“i had a feeling” he smiled down on you. “i don’t think that’s how the force works, anakin.” he noticed how warm it was in the gardens and took off his outer robe, giving you a better view of his body. “it’s hot out here, why aren’t you inside?” you giggled at him and closed your book.

“i think it feels quite nice, but i’m not the one wearing loads of jedi robes.”

“touché.”

you two spend awhile roaming the gardens, telling each other stories of your’s and his home planets. time went by so fast that nightfall crept up on you two before you knew it.

you told him of the arts on your planet and how you had gone to school for studying literature and other forms of art- paintings, music, theatrics. anakin glued himself to every word you said, engaged in whatever you had to say about anything. you weren’t used to someone listening to your stories or your plights, you’re just a dumb princess with no purpose other than royalty to most people.

eventually, anakin sat you down on a bench while telling a story of how he used to pod race on tatooine. you sat in a laughing fit from a joke he told when he sat next to you.

with nightfall on its way, the garden became colder and a shiver went up your spine. anakin was quick to notice your shivers, “are you cold, here take this.” he said and handed you his cloak.

“thank you, anakin. you know that you’re the only good part about being here, right?” you looked up into his eyes that glimmered in the nightlight, taking in his gaze. he let out a smile and grabbed your hand.

“you’ve taken up every thought i’ve had since i saw you yesterday. i’ve never talked to someone so beautiful but clever.” you blushed softly at his words.

“just because i’m a princess doesn’t mean i’m snotty and rude, even though that’s what most people think about me.”

“how could anyone say that about you?” he gripped both of your hands and looked into your eyes with boyish confusion. “they mistake honesty with disrespect. i refuse to be perceived as a dumb girl with daddy’s money.”

“you’re anything but. from what i know you’re a girl who’s got something a lot of people don’t, looks and smarts.” you let out a chuckle while he stared into your eyes.

for a moment you’re silent while you take in the feeling of finally being understood by another. the next moment anakin’s lips are on yours, engaging into a deep kiss. you settle into the kiss and close your eyes when he places a hand on your cheek.

when anakin tries to deepen the kiss, a booming voice is heard from the garden entrance.

“anakin! i’ve been looking for you everywhere. you have to come with me, the council has made a decision.”

anakin quickly gets up and follows his mentor down the hallway and you’re left in the garden. the council had decided on how they would deal with your planet’s affair, only meaning that you would be leaving coruscant soon. if a decision had been made you could only imagine that your father would want you present for the decision, so you left the garden to take a different route to the hearing.

anakin was furious when obi-wan interrupted him, he huffed and puffed down the hallway all the way to the deliberation room. obi-wan didn’t dare to ask questions about the affairs of his student and the princess.

when the pair arrived, anakin immediately took notice of you sat next to your father, with his own cloak wrapped around you for “modesty purposes”. you looked miserable sitting next to your father, you had told anakin how much you hate politics and politicians. you stared and your clasped hands that sat on your lap while chancellor palpatine spoke.

“it seems that the rival citizens have invaded your planet and are planning to take over. we advise that you and your daughter are left in our projection, your majesty.”

anakin almost jumped for joy when he heard of your fate. despite your home being invaded and under fire, you smiled at the fact that you’d be staying a little longer.

“i’m just fine with that idea, chancellor.” your father said with a stone-cold face. “jedi knights kenobi and skywalker will be watching over you.” palpatine said looking over to obi-wan.

“i’ll watch over you, your majesty. skywalker can look after the princess.” you looked up at anakin and smiled quickly, not letting anyone else see.

the meeting soon ended and you were sent off to your respective quarters for dinner and bed. obi-wan would stand guard outside your father’s room and anakin would have a droid outside your room while he stayed on a couch in your room.

that night you and anakin talked for hours before your tiredness got the best of you. you fell asleep on the opposite side of the couch, sound asleep from the exhaustion of the day. anakin eventually picked you up and placed you into your bed. he tucked you in and went back to the couch to sleep.

but now anakin is lying awake thinking about you, the princess he’s been assigned to protect. it’s a novel concept, yes, but anakin is finding it impossible to sleep. everything he uses to try to fall asleep just ends up becoming a fantasy of you.

oh my stars, why is his cock hard again?! he tosses and turns, trying to fall asleep and just ignore it but when he hears you whimper in your sleep he has no choice.

anakin has masturbated maybe once or twice as a young teen, using his imagination to think about club dancers he’d seen in the streets. he wasn’t experienced at all in the feeling of arousal and he definitely didn’t know how to make himself satisfied without waking you up.

his cock throbs at the though of you doing it for him, your soft hands running up and down his body while you pleasure him with your mouth or your pussy-

oh stars your pussy. what would it look like? what would it taste like? most importantly what would it feel like? anakin knew how sex worked and has heard from a few friends the stories of how to make it better but he’s never experienced it.

he tried to fight off the urge to pull down his sleep pants but he couldn’t find to he strength to fight back when he hears you mumble something in your sleep along the lines of “ani please” and then something incoherent.

anakin pulls down his pants just enough to let his cock free, his length jumping out and hitting his stomach. he’s already dripping pre-cum and can feel his balls aching.

he knows that touching the tip feels best, so he carefully wraps a few fingers around it. the sensation makes him jump and he has to cover his mouth to stifle his moans. he starts to stroke his length slowly when he realizes he needs something to smoothen the ride.

anakin messily spits in his hand and starts stroking his cock a bit faster, his head filling up with lewd imagines of your tits in that dress and your lips wrapped around his cock. the same lips he kissed earlier that night and the same tits he couldn’t help but stare at through your sheer dress.

he thinks about what you’d sound like when he touched your or what you’d say when he fucks you. maybe “oh fuck anakin right there, fill me up!” or “stars, ani you make me feel so good!”.

anakin’s grip on his cock tightens and he starts to stroke faster. all he can think about is how he’ll have you all to himself for god knows how long. an image of him fucking you in the bed you’re sleeping in makes a bead of pre-cum emit from his cock. he wants to grab your tits and leave marks where only he can see.

meanwhile you’re laid in your bed fast asleep, dreaming of whatever. anakin can’t really think about that when the ache in his balls is building and each stroke brings him closer to release.

he imagines holding your hips while he fucks you in missionary or while you ride him. anakin wants to see your pretty face when you fuck, wants to see the way your face contorts when you cum or when he sucks your hard nipples.

anakin thinks back to earlier that night when you were shivering and how your nipples poked through the dress you were wearing. the thought alone brings him closer to his orgasm. he hips start to buck into his hand and he’s too lost in pleasure to notice that you’re awake and sat up in your bed.

you watch anakin stroke his thick cock, his head thrown back in pleasure. you cover your mouth when he starts to moan your name, but you can’t deny how it immediately soaked your panties.

finally, ani thinks of the kiss you two shared and what would’ve happened if obi-wan never interrupted it. your plump lips on his made him hard instantly in the garden, and now the memory of it is causing anakin to shoot ropes of cum onto his belly, his soft moans being the only sound in the quiet room.

his orgasm knocks the wind out of anakin and he sits there out of breath for a minute or two.

after a few moments ani lays back down, completely exhausted from his orgasm. he drifts off to sleep for a few seconds before noticing your silhouette standing over him with a small towel in your hand.

“i think you’re gonna need this, ani.”

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