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teamhangaround · 1 day
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Changing power dynamics
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edgeofn1ght · 3 days
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even two years later, sometimes it's hard to believe this was real
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human-rocket · 1 day
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Guiding Light | 1.0 | 1.5 | 2.0 | 2.5 | 3.0 | 3.5 | 4.0 | 4.5 | 5.0 | 5.5 | 6.0 | 6.5 |
Also available to read on Ko-fi and now AO3!!!
**Please do not repost**
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holly-bearie · 1 day
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a something something for kt, krisp, and bon's uni au
and a bonus cal
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dinagastuff · 2 days
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The Force Signature & The Force Bond
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babkaboy · 2 days
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jason!anakin and final girl obiwan from fel’s fic
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bon-sides-sw · 2 days
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Anakin wants to win over Cal, he is trying...
Uni Au
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cherryevathings · 3 days
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pararararablof · 1 day
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Thumbelina
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noahidkovskikh · 2 days
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Obikin x The Witcher au
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+ my sorcerer!Maul and sorceress!Padme
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renlyslittlerose · 1 day
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Written for @bunnywan 🐰 Inspired by her undying loyalty to seeing obikin in pretty panties~
NSFW under the cut on account of two handsome Jedi humping each other in silk underwear.
“I’ve never done this before.”
“I should think not.”
“Not that I couldn’t have, you know, if I wanted to.”
“Anakin.”
“Because I could—”
“Darling.”
Obi-Wan held his hand out to Anakin as he relaxed further on to the couch. Anakin followed the length of his fingers down to his wrist, across the broad expanse of his chest and down along his stomach. And further still, following the trail of coarse hair that ran from naval to the banding of them.
A pair of ocean green silk underwear.
Anakin’s fists tightened just as Obi-Wan’s thick cock pulsed against the delicate confines of his chosen adornment. Anakin had picked it out when they’d gone shopping, the colour reminding him of an ocean they’d visited when Anakin was still Obi-Wan’s Padawan - sea moss and the light reflection of the green twin moons making the water look like lush undergrowth. Anakin had been captivated by the way the colour contrasted with Obi-Wan’s auburn hair, copper becoming richer, greys more stark.
And now the colour served to accentuate the paleness of his thighs and the curve of his cock.
A pool of precome stained the silk, and Anakin bit back a groan.
“Come here,” Obi-Wan said, his hand still hanging in offering.
Anakin took his hand and stepped forward, his own cock rubbing pleasantly against the silk panties Obi-Wan had picked for him. His were black and embroidered with red flowers that shifted and warped as Anakin’s length grew. Obi-Wan had said he’d look good in black and red in the middle of the shop, his forefinger and thumb rubbing the embroidery as he stared at Anakin with blown out pupils and cheeks already flush with excitement.
For a moment Anakin thought Obi-Wan was going to drag him into one of the changerooms and fuck him right then and there. But instead he squeezed Anakin through his trousers before heading to the check-out.
They had to wait a full week before Anakin dared to try his on, courage giving way to embarrassment. It wasn't until Obi-Wan convinced him it would be worth it, tongue wet along his throat and palm hot against his balls, that Anakin was finally convinced.
He found the restriction uncomfortable, the banding tight along his waist and against the swell of his ass, but Obi-Wan’s gaze stamped out any uncertainty he’d had.
This made Obi-Wan happy, and all Anakin ever wanted to do was please his Master.
Tangling their fingers together, Anakin locked eyes with Obi-Wan and hovered over his lap, knees dug into the plush cushions that shifted beneath their combined weight. Sucking back a trembling breath, Anakin kept their eyes locked as he sunk down and—
“Kriff,” Anakin mewled as their cocks pressed together.
The soft shift of the silk against the hot length of their cocks made Anakin’s thighs shake and his toes curls, and he squeezed down on Obi-Wan’s hand while the other gripped the side of his neck, thumb pressed into Obi-Wan’s frantic pulse point. Closing his eyes, he let out another whimper as Obi-Wan pushed up just as he ground down, their cocks pushed together messily, precome spilling out to stain the beautiful fabrics.
His balls pressed into the soft silk, tightening as he spilled another drop of seed into the expensive underwear while he humped against Obi-Wan, chasing the contradicting sensations of soft against hard, cool against heated, slick against rough. The couch creaked from their movements, the sound of it mixing with the gasps and moans as they got lost in their newfound obsession.
“Feels so good,” Anakin panted out, another pool spilling out as Obi-Wan dropped his hand and went to grip his hip, fingertips digging into the muscle and pressing the banding of his underwear against his skin.
“N-nothing quite like it,” Obi-Wan murmured, breath hot against Anakin’s collarbone. He thrust up, sliding his length along Anakin’s own, the silk now soiled with their seed and sweat. “A-almost came just seeing your pretty cock sheathed in your panties. It was obscene - you barely fit in them, you were already so hard.”
"N-not because of the underwear. Just because of you."
"There's no shame in liking the feel of silk against your skin," Obi-Wan murmured. Anakin felt his cheeks burn even more “In fact, I'm glad you’re enjoying this. I’d be disappointed if it d-didn’t please you as much as it pleases me.”
When Anakin opened his eyes again, he was greeted with the sight of Obi-Wan staring up at him with a delirious smile. Anakin stilled his hips a moment and brushed Obi-Wan’s bands from his forehead.
“E-everything you’d hoped?” Anakin asked.
“That and so much more,” Obi-Wan mumbled.
Cupping Anakin’s cheek, Obi-Wan brought him down for a deep kiss, swallowing up Anakin’s moan as the continued to grind their silk covered cocks together.
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hannibalzero · 3 days
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Milk drunk.
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Anakin blinked one eye at a time, trying so hard not to fall asleep in his council seat. He was warm, stomach full, his mind was quite and the force was at peace within him.
He was so sleepy, why was he here again?
People where talking?
Whatever.
Anakin blinked his eyes one at a time again.
Windu finally gave up looking to Obi-Wan now.
“This has to stop.”
“I…i am, unsure what you are speaking of.” Obi-Wan wraps his robes around himself.
“Look at Skywalker, Kenobi! The man is heavily drugged and has no idea what's going on.” mace threw his hands up.
“We were summoned after lunch, Anakin tends to get sleepy…” Obi-Wan pointed out shyly.
Mace clapped his hands in front of Anakin’s face to gage his reaction.
Anakin just kinda blinked at him.
“No way it isn't spice or drink…get ahold of him Knight Kenobi.” Mace wagged his finger at Obi-Wan who was already helping Anakin up.
“Not to worry, I have him.” Obi-Wan brushed off trying to keep Anakin from snuggling close and go for one of his tits, like the grown man wanted. “Come along padawan mine.”
“Kay….”
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i promised to forget you (i lied)
the first time he calls, it goes to the machine. obi-wan's voice crisp and clean over the line. 
"i gave your name as my emergency call," anakin says, voice breaking, "please pick up."
the officer give him a look that he assumes is pity, "try someone else. they can come get you tonight."
anakin tries the number again, listens to the tone ring and ring. it goes to the machine again. 
"obi-wan, please. i know you're probably awake. please."
he could call asohka (but he's probably burned that bridge too) she might come get him, lecture him on the way home and deposit him in bed one last time.
if she knew he was in lock up, she'd have his head. he promised to do better.
“i swear he’ll pick up,” anakin whispers, voice lost in the cacophany of the county jail. 
he does not say, he always picks up. he does not say, he has always picked me up. he does not say, i think i burned that bridge, what if he doesn't pick up?
the alchol is still making his head fuzzy, the world blurs aroud the edges of his vision, though that might be the concussion. he thinks his nose is broken. his hand too, maybe. all the pain drowned under the heartbreak.
anakin knew they left things in tatters, their relationship in pieces as they (he) hurled the most hurtful things he could think of back at obi-wan while he tried to be understanding, patient, until even that was impossible. 
"son," the officer says. she's defintely looking at him with pity now, it burns. "try someone else."
anakin dials obi-wan's number again. fingers too tight around the black plastic as he punched the number in again. 
it rang twice.
"hullo," obi-wan says. his voice is too thin, frayed, like he's hanging on as well as anakin is.
"obi-wan," anakin breathes out and the line cuts off.
anakin slams the reciever down and lets out a frustrated yell. the officer lays a hand on his shoulder. he doesn't have the energy to shake it off. 
"he was wrong to hang up," she says, like she's trying to comfort him. 
belatedly, he realizes he's shaking. he thinks he's crying. he can't tell. 
"let me try again. i'll stay the night, i swear he'll call back."
"why are you doing this to yourself?" the officer asks. she's kinder than most of the officers at the county jail. patient with him when she doesn't need to be. she could send him out into the rain alone to find his way back home. 
"he always picks up," is all he can say in response. 
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posthumousvigor · 1 day
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Do you think bail organa ever accidentally got in the middle of some kenobi vs. amidala turbo passive aggression. Like the two of them are vaguing each other left and right (about anakin, of course) and bail's there like "???"
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obikinbb · 22 hours
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✨ For Your Quotesideration ✨
From Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones Novelisation by R.A. Salvatore
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artistotel · 2 days
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from a roleplay
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