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midnightdjarin · 2 days

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Crosshair enemies to lovers drabble cause why not 🤭

- Crosshair is DEFINITELY enemies to lovers like cmon don’t lie. The two of you would CONSTANTLY argue but like the kind of arguing where when he finished yelling he would stare at your lips a lil bit AHHH😫 ALSO the banter would be crazy

The two of you had argued at least 18 times on this mission. After walking through the forrest for what seemed like days, crosshair turns to you, who happens to be walking a few feet behind.

“Struggling to keep up, pretty?”

“I told you to stop calling me that.”

He takes the toothpick out of his mouth, “I don’t think so. I have too much fun watching you squirm.”

“I do not squirm”, you insisted.

He stops walking and turns to you completely, “You’re playing with your shirt sleeves and your face is pink. Thats squirming”, he puts the toothpick back between his teeth.

You smirk, “It’s so flattering that you’ve memorized my body language, you must pay an awful lot of attention to me.”

He said nothing and turned back around to catch up with the group.

You stay a few feet behind but were still able to hear everyone laugh after hunter muttered, “She got you there.”

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wifeofasith · 3 months

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Anakin simply loved pussy. He’d always wonder, “What’s the point of having it if it’s not being pleased?” His girl’s sweet little hole, a tight juicy cherry for him to devour, to curl his digits inside of it, and feel the soft gummy walls pulling him further. He was obsessed with it. The sloshing of her arousal leaking out whenever he’d tease it, the way it’d tighten around his tongue… It made his eyes roll from just remembering all the times he’d be buried in between her sobbing folds for hours. The way she’d beg him to stop, the way her fingers would tug on his hair and legs tremble over his shoulders, why would he stop? Aren’t pussies made to be played with, to be overstimulated and swollen from all the love? The second his lips would wrap around her little hidden gem, she wouldn’t even be able to conceal all the moans and whimpers of delight, so why would she even ask him to stop? Whenever he’d praise how soaked and needy it was, her cheeks would taint in soft pink, eyes would lose their focus off his, and she would nudge his shoulder, as if it didn’t deserve to be pampered and coddled. Sometimes it’d anger him, during those times, he’d like to own her pussy. He’s sure as hell he’d treat it better than she does. He’d stroke it every night, knuckles deep, until she’d fall asleep; he’d lick it clean in the morning, savoring the taste of her body; he'd make sure it’d never even have panties on, so whenever it’s tingly, he could relieve it. He’d bruise while kneeling under the holy grail of female juice, tongue flat against the slit, nose nuzzled into the clit while his big hands held onto the backside, supporting his poor girl with a delicious abused cunt 🤎

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anisbaby · 8 days

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anakin skywalker who comes home from a mission completely worn out and agitated to find you lounging on the bed with a book.

he says nothing as he shrugs off his robe before crawling onto the bed and taking a hold of your legs. You squeak slightly looking down at him with wide eyes as he settles between your spread legs.

He meets your gaze for a moment before manoeuvring your shorts down your legs. "good girl." he mumbles as you lift your hips allowing him to pull your panties down.

Hooking his arms under your legs he blew out a breath on your core. A small sound of surprise escaped your lips as he tightened his grip around you.

"Stay still." he grits out before attaching his lips to your clit. You gasp, your hands flying to his hair.

He's quick in working you to your first climax, only tightening his grip more as you begin to squirm from overstimulation. "anakin. too much." you gasped pushing against his head.

a low growl escaped his throat as his hand came down against your thigh. "We're done when I say we're done."

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ultrainstinctslasher · 16 days

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Hear me out. Eldritch Luke Skywalker. I know this isn't a new thing, but there ISN'T ENOUGH of it. And I'm not talking about 'scary tentacle monster' eldrich (although I love it too and I think its super cool), I'm talking more of a 'I can tear through your mind like paper and blow up planets with minimal effort but I won't because I'm nice and have moral values' eldritch.

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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Flirt prompt: you can't do that and expect me not to kiss you! with Anakin?

Flirty Anakin is his natural state of being.

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Tags: fluff, making out, flirting, teasing, slightly suggestive, hiding, Reader getting pinned against a wall

Word count: 0.5k

A/N: Ahsoka S1 gave us the angst, I will give you the fluff.

5. "You can't do that and expect me not to kiss you!"

He'd been giving you bedroom eyes ever since you came back from the latest flight lesson together. You'd spent most of it teasing him, accidentally grinding back against him in the pilot seat and faking ignorance. Anakin was no doubt a great pilot, one of the best in fact, but every man had his limits and he reached his long before the two of you landed.

"You can't do that and expect me not to kiss you." He declared to you as he pinned you against the wall in a less walked through part of the base. Anakin slipped pressed his body against yours, preventing you from moving. "That was dangerous."

"The ace pilot can't handle a little distraction? I thought you Jedi were taught to resist temptation." You wrapped your arms around his back, pulling him close, your lips barely apart. Anakin sucked in a deep breath much like he did before. Yes he was a Jedi but he was also in love with you, and that made things very complicated when you were alone.

Given that you could both get into trouble for this you needed to keep a low profile when you could. Although the amount of rustled clothes, hair and swollen lips that resulted from your so called training sessions should have given you away long ago. None of the Clones seemed to say anything to either of you and more importantly to other Jedi so your secret was safe for now.

Unable to contain himself anymore he captured your lips with his, sighing deeply when you kissed him back. The close proximity made you moan when ever he would shift his body. It lead to to kissing him more to keep the sounds down, yet had the opposite effect.

Anakin's tongue parted your lips and slipped inside, seeking your warm, wet tongue against his. The moment you pushed back he smirked and bit you, "Jerk!"

"I never said it would be a gentle kiss." Excuses, excuses, you needed action instead.

When your lips met again you opened your mouth at once and turned your head slightly to the side to deepen it. Your tongues twisted around each other, trading saliva and moans and warm breaths. Neither of you pulled away until your lungs burned for air, even then it was hard to split up so you let your kiss swollen lips brush against each other.

"Was that enough for me to pass the test, General Skywalker?" You played with the ends of his hair, watching him pretend to think it over.

"I could let you pass but then you'd get your own unit and we wouldn't be able to do this anymore." Hard to believe a cool Jedi master like him could make a face as cute as that, his brows a tiny bit frowned and his lips tightly pressed together in annoyance.

"Then we better enjoy this while we can." You pulled him into a kiss slightly more demanding than the last. This might be the last few days you'll spend together for a while, better make every second count.

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euphoriacafe · 28 days

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He loves you…but he didn’t want to love you…he can’t love you.

Rex stared at you with worn eyes as you were wrapped in his arms laying in the bed. The war was endless and it was coming to the point that every assignment he would have to go on got worse and harder to stay alive each time. One of his arms wrapped around your body and the other hand was combing through your messy hair.

He was a trooper who tried to obey the rules…to be a good soldier and follow orders.

Something was telling him the worse will come for him— that everything will change. As you laid in his arms he traced your facial features with his forefinger not wanting to forget any detail.

No.

If he doesn’t let go now, if he doesn’t leave now…if the words slip through his lips telling you he loves you…he wouldn’t be able to leave. He wants you…he shouldn’t…couldn’t…but does. His body trembled as his heart was shattering moment by moment.

Any moment you’ll wake up.

You’ll greet him with a sleepy kiss and hum him to sleep.

You were his safe space, his home, his reason.

No.

Get up.

He loves you…but he shouldn’t…he can’t…he doesn’t want to.

Without a second thought as he began to kiss the top of forehead the words slip.

“I love you..”

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I’m sorry this is so angst, I’m kind of in a sad mood right now and listening to music isn’t helping much BUT I hope you all enjoyed it.

Reblogs or feedback is welcomed!

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melodygatesauthor · 1 year

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Since I know my baby loves Kylo Ren, let’s do smut prompt 33 “Oh, can you feel this?”

Inappropriate Use of the Force

Kylo Ren X Reader

Yes bb I DO love Kylo teehee. Just look at him! The hair, the eyebrows, all of it. Can't get enough haha. Thank you for the prompt <3 This also means that I've now officially written one prompt for each blorbo! Yay!

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, smut, p in v creampie, literal inappropriate use of the Force

Word Count: 486

“Yes, just like that.” Kylo groaned, fucking into your mouth.

You gagged over his large cock, feeling the girth stretching your lips. You held on to his hips for stability, gripping tightly. He was guiding you, hand on the side of your head. He brushed your cheek with his thumb softly. No matter how cruel he could be, he had a way of making you feel like you were the only thing that mattered in the whole galaxy.

You reached down between your legs, feeling your own arousal becoming unbearable. You plunged your fingers deep into your slick cunt, sliding them over your walls. Kylo looked down at you and smirked.

“What a desperate, needy little thing you are.” He cooed, never stopping his churning into your throat.

You saw his free hand start moving very slightly. You suddenly felt your hands, against their will, pinned behind your back firmly. You groaned over his length.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get what you need.” He was still carrying an air of amusement in his tone, “can you feel this?”

He continued shifting his fingers, and very quickly you felt something invisible and phallic filling your soaking wet channel. You pulled your mouth off his cock, expelling a loud moan into the room before he forced you back over it.

“Oh yes, it looks like you can.”

You were making a slew of primal sounds while you continued pleasing him. He continued moving the unseen cock deep inside of you, sliding it over your walls. You felt something else, another invisible Force snaking up your inner thigh and circling around your clit.

You squealed around his shaft, forcing a barely audible moan from his lips. Of course this would drive him crazy, seeing you, a completely muffled and moaning mess by his hand. It was an odd, but indescribably wonderful sensation to have your hole filled and clitoris flicked over while sucking Kylo Ren’s thick cock.

“Are you satisfied now?” He asked, exhaling sharply while you continued gagging over him.

All you could do was make an incoherent noise of approval while he kept going. At this rate, you weren’t going to last much longer, and by the way his cock was getting harder, you could tell he was close too. Within just moments, he was coming down your throat in thick, hot spurts.

He released your head, and you fell back to the ground, a moaning, wet mess while the invisible cock continued fucking you through your own orgasm. You had to scream, begging him to release you as you squirmed from oversensitivity until finally he let you go, collapsing into a heap on the floor.

He walked over and stood next to you, towering.

“Go clean yourself up, unless you want to meet with the Supreme Council looking like that?” One of his eyebrows quirked upward at the thought.

You smirked, “maybe I do.”

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freesia-writes · 10 months

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The Hero We Never Knew We Needed: A Tribute to Bop

GIF thanks to @skybson

Word Count: 484

Minutes Spent Laughing While Writing: 19

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The Clone Wars were a grim time, a galaxy torn apart by opposing ideologies and forceful rulers who sought to unite everyone under their own structure. Clones were created by the millions, raised at twice the speed of a normal life and thrown onto the battlefield as soon as they were able. Battalions would go forth, brother after brother falling under the relentless forces of the Separatists. Replacements were shipped in daily, as though one man could just as easily replace another, as though their entire lives were for one singular, dismal purpose. The heavy weight of conflict crushed the freedom and enthusiasm of the previously free systems, and what little joy there was to be found was fleeting, often followed by despair, death, and defeat. Wave after wave, soul after soul -- some would argue that those who survived had a harder time, somehow spared from the sweet release of death and instead forced to repeat their worst nightmare every day.

And then there was Bop.

A brave and fearless soldier on the battlefield, Bop would mow down droid after droid, dual-wielding his blasters and charging forth alongside his brothers with a fierce battle cry no matter how grisly the odds were. He was unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with. He fought hard.

And he played harder.

See, Bop knew how to live. His scarce time off was spent at 79s, where he could be found dancing the night away, a euphoric grin plastered across his face. His joy was infectious, and he didn’t care how many or few were on the dance floor -- he was there to start (and finish) the festivities. There were droids assigned to contribute to the jovial atmosphere, moving in their jerky rhythms to entice others to join, but they had nothing on Bop. He was CT-1999, because that was how he partied***.

He was such a battlefield hero that he was promoted to officer, assigned to a Venator-class Star Destroyer and placed over the ship's weapons systems. He traded in his plastoid armor for a slick uniform with gloves, a belt, and a gray cap, and proudly wore his rank insignia plaque on his chest. Insightful and quick on his feet, Bop was a legend. Droids feared him, fellow clones respected him, and creatures of all species yearned to be the one he would take home at night.

But Bop had only one mission. He did his job with precision and excellence, and when he was finally released to enjoy the temporary illusion of autonomy, he sought out his place of zen. His sanctuary. His place to both rejuvenate himself and restore hope and wonder to the galaxy through the delight of dance. The neon lights of 79s would illuminate every angle of his jive, painting the dance floor with his unbridled groovy enthusiasm.

Bop would die one day, whether by age or by artillery, as we all must fall. But today was not that day.

***(this line was a comment from @nika6q and was so good I had to add it)

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blue-sadie · 9 months

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Two Masters Now

Squealing out as both your master and jake sully filled you with their cum, your stomach bulging at the amounts they unloaded in you.

You don't know how you ended up in this situation between your master and jake and their cocks filling you up.

"Aw look how full she is" anakin laughed as he pushed down on my bulging stomach making some of their cum ooze out around their cocks.

They would whisper dirty praises as they fuck you and make you thank them for their cum.

"Fuck she looks gorgeous filled with our cocks"

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beskarinhyperspace · 5 months

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A Ripple In Space

I want to do that with you, all of you.

More Chapters | MASTERLIST

5. Prejudice

*Mature, Explicit, NSFW*

Kylo Ren x fem.reader

*Canon Divergence, angst, soft dom, hurt/comfort, NSFW, touch starved kylo, Soft claiming

WC 3.9k

A/N; Tysm for the love and support guys! Hope you enjoy xx

As you follow him on your way to his quarters you stay on guard. Even through the distance, you can feel how tense he was. Kylo was known for being unpredictable and violent, but this felt different. Even though he appeared calm and collected, you could feel his anger in the crinkling of his leather gloves. Afraid it overflowed to a point of no return.

Once inside he kept his back to you. Standing still between the living room and dining table. You start to feel nauseous from his lack of words. Wondering what he's thinking about. What will he do about you or worse, to you. To be totally honest with yourself, you didn't want to stay to find out. Remaining silent, you slowly and carefully walk backwards towards the entrance. Kylo, sensing you moving and knowing exactly what you're trying to do, turns around quickly. Extending his hand towards you. From across the room, you could feel the pressure compressing your waist tighter and tighter.

Within a blink of an eye, he comes rushing to you. Instinctively, you close your eyes shut expecting the worst but instead he brings his other hand a few inches away from your forehead. Before you could even understand what was going on, memories start flashing in front of your eyes as you sense a tight pressure around your skull. He's reading your mind again and you're trying your hardest to keep him out before he stops on Henry. The way he makes you smile when he looks at you. How excited you were seeing him after your time apart, his hand softly touching yours.. He stops abruptly, taking a few steps back himself. In a quick motion he removed his helmet, staring down. He looked scared, confused? But you didn't give a fuck.

The fear was morphing into rage, “THOSE ARE MY THOUGHTS! You can't keep forcing yourself into my head!”

Still disoriented, he blinks a couple times before looking at you. “I think you forgot where you are sweetheart, who is he to you?” He asks calmly but you refuse to respond. Still holding your head to the painful invasion. “I said, who is he to you?” His tone becoming darker, ordering you.

After a moment you reply voice low, “a friend.”

“Liar.” he exclaimed with disdain. “You’re just a poor pathetic girl, coming from a place no one cares about!” His harsh words coming purely from anger leaves a ball in your throat. “He clearly wants you and you can't say no, now can you..” His eyes were intensely daring you to deny his statement.

You don't want to bend but you're also so hurt by the way he's treating you. As if the way he previously kissed and touched you, didn't mean a thing. You have opened yourself to him in a way you never did before. You were pained but not surprised. Maybe you were right after all. You shouldn't have trusted him to begin with. A heavy weight settles upon your chest. “You're just a cruel man who doesn't care about anything or anyone but himself. And you know what? I do enjoy his presence. At least he's a gentleman, unlike you Ben..” Even you could hear the bitterness in your tone floating in the open.

Stunned, he stares at you with his lips parted and eyes full of questions, “What did you say?”

Uncertain of what's happening, you raise a brow “I said he's a gentleman.”

“No, my name. Where have you heard it?”

“I-“ you don't know how to respond. You can't exactly say that your new friends told you. Now you'd be really trapped here forever..

“What else have you also learned about me?”

Panicked, you reply trying to stop your voice from showing your nervousness, “Nothing, I heard it in the cafeteria one day, I think. Trust me, I know nothing else I swear.”

“Trust? What do you know about trust mh? The second I turned my back you go to this low life soldier”

“You lied to me.”

Now he's the one raising an eyebrow, “lied?”

“Yes, you lied.”

“About what, mh? Tell me what did I lied to you about?” He looked so sure of himself. Making you doubt your accusation.

“Um, that I was your first-” you say extremely low.

He chuckles, “What?”

“Yes, when we–” You stop yourself. Being afraid of speaking more than you should. Finding the situation apparently amusing, he crosses his arms, waiting with a smirk for you to finish your sentence. Ugh, does he really need to be like this right now? With hesitation, you let out a soft sigh, “You said that I was your first.. touch. That can't possibly be true.”

Keeping his eyes on you, he begins to walk in your direction. “Why don't you believe it?”

Suddenly, you feel anxious again. Regretting the words you said starting this awful conversation. “How can someone like you never.. I mean, you literally can take whatever you want.”

He stares at you with frowning brows, almost surprised by your perception of him. “You really think I would force myself on a woman? Do you really think that low of me?” He sounds hurt, “I trained all my life. Personal relations are a distraction.”

“You could've paid for it.”

He chuckles, “What?”

“Yeah, some people pay for this type of service.”

He plays awkwardly with the end of your hair. “Well, I'm not some people..”

“Then why me? I'm simply a poor girl coming from nowhere like you enjoy reminding me.” Saying to him cold.

The amusement in Kylo's face quickly vanishes. “I shouldn't have said that.”

“Yeah, well I know you also regret giving me more freedom by letting me stay in your quarters. You made it perfectly clear that you don’t trust me. You know you can send me back to my cell whenever you want right?”

He pursed his lips, ”Is that what you want?” He takes a deep breath, “I regret nothing, and I have no desire to send you back either. I never lied to you, and I don’t intend on starting now. You can trust me when I say that you are safe here.” Saying as he still toying with your hair, wrapping stands of it around his gloved fingers. “Actually, you’re the one who lied to me. From your memories, I saw that I wasn't your first?” Your eyes widen to his words before he asks, “Who was he?”

The truth is you didn't want to talk about him. He was a bad distant memory and you never really talked about him to anyone but your sister. But you also don't want to lie, now knowing that he can find the truth himself. But mainly because he was so transparent. You never would’ve thought that Kylo Ren could be this honest with anyone. Especially not to someone like you. So, you decide to take a page from Kylo’s book and try to be as open as he is. “He was a boy from my planet. Everyone in village kept saying how good of a man he was and that we would be good together. He would always come into my shop, asking me out and so, one day I did. Before I knew it, we started to go out. A few months after, he had to move away. We slept together a couple–“ you raise your eyes to meet Kylo's. “Anyway, I don't remember much of it. It's not important.”

He stays still, wondering where to go from here. He wanted to know more but he also knew how uncomfortable you were. Again, his curiosity takes over as he asks, “Did you had feelings for him?”

Shocked by his intrusive question you step back, “How can you say that?”

“You didn't answer my questio—”

“–Well, that's because it's a rude question, it's personal.”

“I'll take it as a no.” He fills the gap between you, lifting your jaw up to him, “How about your friend? Do you have feelings for him?”

“Henry? No.”

“Are you sure?” His eyes, searching yours for the truth.

“Yes..” saying firmly, rolling your eyes.

He brings his face closer, lips almost kissing you, “And me? Do you like being with me?” You don't answer as you're searching for the answer yourself. “Please, answer me..”

“No”

“No, what?”

You bring yourself even closer to his lips, knowing how dangerous this game is about to get. “I love it”

Relieved, a smile appears at the corner of his lips. “Remember when you said anything I wanted?” You swallow hard, knowing exactly what he's talking about as he passes a finger on your hip making your body go stiff. “I've waited for what felt like an eternity to be this close to you again. And ever since I came back, you seem to always slip through my fingers. I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I really need to kiss you.” His lips now lightly brushing yours. “Right now.”

You want to response but all you could manage to do was nod. He doesn't waste a second taking you fully in his mouth. His kiss is passionately filled with lust. “You need to stop kissing me like you mean it.”

“That's because I do mean it.” Kylo's eyes were becoming more intense. Staring at you like you were the only thing in this galaxy that could quench his thirst.

With a single motion he lifts you off the floor. Bringing your legs around his hips before moving to his bedroom. A trick that he seems to be really enjoying these days. He drops you slowly on his bed. Placing both of his hands on each side of your head, kissing you freely as he's hovering you. His soft tongue caresses yours sweetly. Even his spit tasted like desperation. He stops a moment trying to catch his breath, “Is this, okay?“ You don't let him finish as you start to remove his thick belt, quickly throwing it on the floor. Moving to unbutton his jacket and he helps you by undoing the top ones. Before he could remove the last, you pull him by the neck.

He can't help but smile at your impatience. How did he get so lucky? He wondered. The only girl that had managed to capture his attention wanted him too. He can't remember the last time he felt this good. It seemed so long ago.

Now free of his jacket, you can finally feel his warmth and scent. You move your hands under his shirt, caressing his strong and chiseled chest. Resting your palm in the middle of it, you can feel his heart beating against your skin. He doesn't stop kissing you as he moves his underneath yours as well. Covering and squeezing your entire breast with his hand.

“You're so beautiful” he breathes softly.

All you could do was smile as he brought himself lower, pulling your shirt over your head. You begin to feel nervous. Even if you had done it with him before, this was different. You cared about him. What happens after this? Is this just temporary?

After a moment of kissing your chest, he noticed your mind slowly drifting away. “Hey, we can stop if you don't want to.”

“What?”

“I want to do that with you, all of you.”

Surprised you search for your words, “I-I’m sorry. I just like you a lot and-”

“A lot huh?” Asking with a smirk. “Can you define a lot?”

“Enough to make me nervous..”

“Well, I am too, plus you clearly have more experience than me..” He says in a teasing tone.

You gasp, eyes wide open as you hit him on the shoulder, “not fair!”

“You're right, I'm sorry.” Bringing himself back to you. Kissing your jaw and neck delicately. Wanting desperately to go back to his important business, “Does it mean that you feel for me Hyal?”

And then you sense it again, that magnetic attraction towards him. If he was so wrong for you, why does this feel so right? This is the connection you've been searching for your whole life. This intimacy, this vulnerability. There was something alluring about Kylo, and definitely something to love about Ben. The duality in him was intoxicating and you wouldn't have it any other way. Tilting your head away, you make room for him to do whatever he wants to. “What if I say yes?” You respond softly.

You can feel his lips curl against your skin. “Then I would say that also feel the same..” as he answers, he passes his tongue flat along the side of your neck. Feeling the warmth going straight in between your legs as you let out some soft whimpers. Letting him know that you want it too.

He grunts low hearing you make noise for him. Moving his kisses rapidly back to your chest. After detaching your bras, he takes a moment admiring your tits. Holding them in his hands gently before grabbing one with his mouth. Taking his time sucking on it. Switching between them while twirling the tip of his tongue around your hardened nipples. “Oh Ben, that feels so good”

He smiles, seeing you enjoy his touch. Which only makes him hornier as he starts to rub his hard cock on your pussy over the fabric. Licking them a few more times before moving down the bed. He removes your bottoms completely before placing himself in between your legs.

You sense his breathing followed by a soft pillowy push on your clit. Did he just kiss my pussy? As if he could hear your thoughts, he brushed his tongue gently over it. You finally relax as Kylo grabs your legs going in fully. Tasting and licking you in between your folds. He's becoming famished, watching you moan and twitch for him. He loved the view he got down there. Your body twisting with each stroke. Only giving you short breaks to calm down a bit before going back in. This time putting his tongue inside you as he uses his thumb to circle your slippery clit.

The sensation becoming unbearable, “This is torture..” You say desperately in between your exhausted moans.

Which only makes him want it more. “I'm sorry Hyal, I just love watching you..” He lets you rest briefly as he removes the rest of his clothes. The truth was that you were exiting him too much. All of this was new to him, and it was truly overwhelming. Afraid to cum first, he wanted you to enjoy as much as you could possibly handle. Knowing that once you're on edge he wouldn't have to hold back too long. Plus he just loved staring at you in total heat for him as you wait patiently for his cock. Coming back to you, he rubs his thick tip in between your folds, “No matter with who you are, no matter where, I want you to know and remember that your true place is with me.” He says, pushing the tip of his cock in and out, teasing your entrance. You were starting to feel overwhelmed by the sensation, desperate to cum. But he was enjoying seeing you come undone for him. “And mine, with you” he follows, now pushing in fully.

You gasp, inhaling sharply, still not familiar with his thickness and length filling you in this quickly. He grinds slowly, giving you time to adjust as he admires you from above. Holding your legs up to his chest as he goes in deeper. Moving gently by fear of hurting you. You were quite small compared to him and he was always afraid to crush you. Although as soon as he hears your begging moans he starts moving faster. Your juices were fully coating him and overspilling on the sheets. The pleasure was intense, making you whimper desperately. He knows you won't last long. Spreading your legs, Kylo moves closer to your lips. Holding you by the hips as he's now breathing hard and thrusting inside of you faster. No longer able to hold back, you cum on him shamelessly. As soon as he feels your body relaxing, knowing for sure that you finished, he lets out a muffled moan.

Moving slow a couple more times as he catches his breath. He comes kissing you, moving his hand up to push the hair out of your face. “Hi..”

“Hi back.” trying to hide your bliss unsuccessfully.

“You make me feel too good.” Saying as he lays his head on your chest. Being careful not to crush you.

You adjust yourself, moving your hand through his damp sweaty hair, “You're saying it like it's a bad thing.”

Your words stings him. “I don't know yet” He didn't want it to be a bad thing, but he also didn't know you that well. All he knew was that The First Order was at war, and he had to stay vigilant especially in times like these.

“Can I ask you something?” He tilts his head back noticing how sleepy you were getting. “I was captured months ago, why now?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why am I meeting you now? Why was I captured?”

He takes a moment before replying. Pondering and searching for the right words. “I don't know why you were captured.”

“What..”

“We went on your planet thinking we would find some information about a rebel base, but we found nothing. I wasn't even aware that we took prisoners. I was informed of your presence on the ship about a week before we met.”

“Are you saying that I'm on this ship by mistake?” That's it, you start to freak out.

“Technically yes but no..” You stop moving completely now, totally in shock. He looks up to you nervously, “I was ordered to find a rebel base. We had a lead, but the lead changed and then, I was told that we still had prisoners which I wasn't aware of to begin with. So, I decided to interrogate them before moving from the lead completely. Then I met you, and then I was ordered to kill you..”

“What??” You say, cutting him right off.

“But I didn't want to.. Plus, I couldn't read your mind, so I didn't know if you knew something worth knowing.”

After a moment you finally relax, trying to make sense of the situation. Taking a deep breath before resting your eyes. “But now you can.”

“I can’t fully do it and I don’t want too anyway. I didn't act the way I should've. I was angry and childish, and I do believe we can be honest with each other. Please you must trust me.”

“Why do you sound afraid?”

He takes a moment before answering. Enjoying being this close and intimate with you. Breathing out as he squeeze the side of your stomach, “I'm afraid I might lose something..”

“And why is that?”

“I'm not good. I break things, I destroy.. kill. Everything I touch burns.”

“Well I'm here, still in one piece and alive I believe.” Keeping your eyes closed as you slowly drift away.

He smiles to himself knowing he completely drained you. He gets up, coming back with a warm and dampen washcloth. Cleaning you gently before joining you under the covers.

The following morning you wake up to the sound of Kylo stirring a spoon in his mug. “I have something for you.” Hearing the words coming from the other room. Knowing you were now fully awake.

As you get out of bed to greet him. You see him already dressed and back into his supreme leader’s uniform, pointing you to a pile of fabrics.

“Clothes?” You confirmed as you walked closer.

“They will fit you better.”

He's intensely staring at you, watching you get dressed in front of him. Knowing well enough that he could no longer look inside your head like he did yesterday. The way you reacted when he did, made it clear that he could've lost you right there. Things could've gone in a totally different direction, and he was happy they didn't. He was grateful that you chose to trust him and so he needed to do the same with you.

The clothes were comfortable. Black leggings and a long sleeve dress that was distressed at the bottom. Feminine and airy. One shoulder even has the emblem of the first order embroidered in dark gray. “How do I look?” You ask smiling.

“It doesn't matter what you wear. In fact, I prefer when you wear nothing at all..”

You automatically roll your eyes as you tie your boots, “That wouldn't be practical.”

He comes closer to you. Pushing the hair off your shoulder, “Don’t need to be when you're with me.” He takes your hand, pulling you up before giving you a kiss. “I have to go; I'm going to be late. Promise me you'll behave in my absence.”

“What do you mean in your absence?”

He sighs, “I was supposed to have more time to myself, but I have been called to the base. Shouldn't be more than a couple of days.”

“Already? But you just came back.” you say defeated.

“It's only for a couple of days, I promise.” You nod as he gives you one more kiss before leaving quickly.

It's been two days since Kylo was gone and you were already missing him. You were so bored on this ship. Nothing was exciting or somewhat interesting. As you're sitting on the couch you notice the third door again. Still wondering what was inside of it. You get up hoping this time it's unlocked but as usual, it isn't. You sigh as you look around the room. You didn't like having no news from him. You knew that anything could happen. Even if he was strong and powerful, he was still capable of bleeding. All this worrying was making you anxious. So, you decide to get out and try to see what your friends are up to.

As you're walking the corridors. You suddenly get lightheaded. Stopping for a moment to take a deep breath. As you’re reaching the entrance of the cafeteria, you notice Henry and Eira. Greeting them as you sit at their table.

She smiles to you, “We thought you were gone; it's been a while.”

“Yeah well, I needed some time.” You let out, sheltering your eyes with your hand from the ceiling lights.

“That's okay. Actually, seeing you reminds me. I learned something the other night when we were talking about you know who.” Henry looks at her puzzled. “Yeah, we were talking about some rebels, and I learned that ben killed his own father.”

Henry was in shock, “What? How? What do you mean he killed his own father?”

Eira nodded, “yeah, I know right? Who would do something like that?”

You let out deep breaths as you struggle to keep your eyes open. Henry, noticing that something is wrong, stares at you worryingly. “Are you okay?” Are the last words you hear, feeling an arm around you before your eyes shuts down completely.

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littlest-dark-age · 1 year

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Anakin who simply wants a good life with you. No more fighting or having to hide your relationship. He'd leave the Jedi order if you even whispered the idea for you. He loves you so deeply in his soul that it scares him sometimes. Not knowing a love like this before but wishing to be wrapped in the fuzzy feeling it stirs in his chest.

Anakin who knows he will never get that life but trying anyways. Making do with glimpses of you across the hall, fleeting touches that make him soften. Having to hide his love for the one person he would do anything for. It breaks a bit of his heart every day, but at night. In your chambers, your hands fix it again. The healing touch he needs to be whole once more

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker #star wars x reader #star wars #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker imagine #star wars x you #star wars imagine #anakin skywaler drabble #star wars drabble

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wifeofasith · 4 months

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Ani loves taking his pretty girl out for cute winter dates. It gets all chilly and snowy; her cheeks flush in soft pink and nose tingles from the cool breeze, which is a perfect excuse for him to adjust her scarf. "C'mere, love. Let daddy get you nice and warm." He tucks you in soft wool material and kisses a snowflake off your brow. Anakin is in absolute awe about how gorgeous HIS princess is, with white covering her hair and hands clutching a hot coffee cup – seeking a warm remedy for her reddened knuckles. He's obsessed with the fact that by the end of your little wintery adventure, your body will be covered in chills, and the only place to find relief will be the warmth of his embrace.

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imnotselfryed · 10 months

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hi there👋🏼 it's me again (non-sexual touching with Din) since I might be here again, just think of me as your friendly neighbourhood AceAnon.

i humbly request another Din Djarin fluff drabble in which Din is mesmerised by the way reader looks at him when he takes his helmet off❤️ (they're married at this point) and he asks her why she's looking at him like that and she goes "I don't think it's fair that you're been hiding that pretty face all this time" and he's just blushing profusely because 1.she thinks he's pretty and 2.she looks at him like he hung the stars

again, feel free to ignore me.

omg hiya aceanon! so sorry this took decades I was going through a huge writers block! hope you enjoy

(and thanks to @letusbeseventeen for helping with the beginning ilysm pequeño huevo)

New Faces [d. djarin]

word count: 814 | rating: G | pairing: gn!reader x mandalorian (let me know if i used any pronouns)

☆ Now newly wedded, you finally see your riduur’s face for the first ever time

content/warnings: just fluffy fluff! <3, not proofread

The two of you limped into the Crest after a tiring mission. Thankfully, the both of you only had minor injuries but you were still in pain after trying to wrap up the small cut you got from that mission.

It was now surprisingly quiet, a bit too quiet you thought. You sat in the passenger seat with Grogu in hand while Din settled in the pilot seat, pressing buttons to get the Crest started up. You were both trying to unwind and finally rest but you couldn’t help and observe your husband, looking at his cold and stoic figure. He looked..uncomfortable. He looked in pain after that mission, sore. You noticed how he didn’t have any of his other armor on, except his helmet. The helmet that kept his face from showing to you, or anyone for that matter.

You remember him saying he might show you soon, now that the two of you were married but now, it’s like he’s sort of forgotten. You didn’t want to bug him about it though because if he took it off, he’d be going against his creed, his people. You couldn’t help but ask though, feeling sort of bad once it came out of your mouth.

“Do you have a reason why you haven't decided to take off your helmet around me yet orrrr... cause surely it would be more comfy after that mission…right?”

Din turned around to look at you as your face clearly showed how sorry you were for asking that. You stared into the T-shaped visor of his helmet as it was so quiet, you could hear Grogu’s soft snores coming from your lap.

“Possibly.” was all he said. You knew he probably wasn’t comfortable with that question and you regretted it once it actually sunk in. You decided that you’d let him actually get comfortable and not force him. He’ll show you one day.

Little did you know, today was that day.

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The two of you were now relaxed in your seats, you dozing off sometimes and Din smiled sweetly at you, admiring your features. He’s always wondered how you could ever love a man like him, let alone marry.

You felt someone staring at you so you opened your eyes slowly and saw your Mandalorian looking at you. “What are you staring at?” you smirked.

“You, cyar’ika.” he started. “Look, sorry for the way I sounded when I said that. I just didn’t know how to react.”

You looked at Din, and how his body language spoke millions as he said this. Then, he did something you wouldn’t have expected him to do. Especially not today.

His hands went up to the sides of his helmet, as if he was about to take it off. You panicked slightly, feeling like it was your fault even to have the idea to reveal his face. You should have never asked that question, you thought to yourself but Din looked as if he wanted to do so. “Are you sure?” you asked softly as you put your hand on his. “Yes, I want to. I want to see you from my own eyes, your beauty, and not from this helmet.”

The helmet hissed as he took it off and Maker, were you mesmerized. It's like you were looking at him as if he hung up all the stars in the galaxy.

His hair was curly, quite ruffled and messy from it being in the helmet all the time. His eyes were a dark brown as he looked at you softly and lovingly. His nose was aquiline with a small curve. His lips were a slight pink and curved up into a nervous and sheepish smile, wondering what you were thinking and you wanted to kiss them so badly. He had a mustache that decorated his top lip with patchy stubble along his jaw.

Din had a small blush painted on his face as he looked at your mesmerized expression. He was slightly nervous at how quiet you were, but he noticed your mouth was a bit agape as you stared at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” he chuckled nervously. Sometimes you’ve always wondered what he looked like under there, and you were not disappointed in this moment.

“Well I don’t think it’s fair you’ve been hiding that pretty face all this time.”

Din was definitely flustered now knowing you think he’s pretty. You cupped his face and traced his jaw, just trying to feel his texture. You caressed his cheek as he leaned into your touch. You never took your eyes off him and he never did you. This was the first time the two of you had skin-to-skin contact, and it felt magical.

You both just sat there and enjoyed each other's company. You were overjoyed to know that there was some softness behind that helmet.

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skywlker-sluvtt · 1 year

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Just me thinking about cuddling Anakin cause he’s so cuddleable

He’s so big and strong and baby girl he’d love to just cuddle up with a fluffy blanket on the couch during a rainy day on Coruscant. It’s perfect the lights are off and the only light pouring in is from all the neon city lights and speeders. Imagine lying your head on his chest and listening to his heart beating that shit would put me to sleep instantly. For me just imagining how serene it would feel to be curled up on top of him. Having one hand in his hair and slowly scratching his scalp cause I know he eats that the fuck up and loves head rubs and when you play with his hair. Your other hand is holding his shoulder or tracing your fingers over the defined muscles across his bicep. He’s got his hands all over you too, one arm tucked under your waist to keep you squished nice and snug against him and he slowly strokes your spine feeling every dip and curve on your back. I’d die to have skin-to-skin contact with Anakin cause I know that man is a whole portable heater and would keep my cold ass warm. The contrast between your warm skin and the cool of his metal hand is to die for, feeling his cold fingers touch your back makes you shiver but it’d feel comforting and intimate for some reason. Anakin takes deep and long breaths cause he's so content and you can feel his chest rising and falling as he slowly falls asleep. I wanna lie on top of him and feel his toned stomach against my chest and brush my fingers against his ribs to make him let out a smexy breathy laugh cause he’s ticklish as fuck. Then just thinking about those head kisses. He’s so precious he leans up to occasionally kiss your head and smell your hair. Anakin would be so damn comfy I need it rn.

I’m severely touch-deprived if you couldn't tell 😘

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angelltheninth · 11 months

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Maybe Anakin + “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

That's so cheeky and perfect for Clone Wars era Anakin.

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, developing relationship, secret kisses, flirty!Anakin, Clone Wars!Anakin

Word count: 0.5k

A/N: I grew to love him so much over the Clone Wars cartoon, want to cup his cheeks and tell him stop being dumb and cute.

10. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

You were no stranger to Anakin's advances but you were pretty good at firing back at him too. It was a mutual fight of who could out fluster the other, and as far as you heard some Clones even took bets to see who would cave first.

It was not gonna be Anakin, no sir.

"You can stop lying to yourself you know?" Anakin balanced his lightsaber from one hand to the other as you walked down the mostly empty hallways. "Admit you like me, no shame in it, I am pretty irresistible."

"And yet its that cocky attitude that keeps you single." You nudged the Jedi in the ribs, his smirk widening as he got ready for another round of teasing.

Lucky you there was no one here to stop either of you. He took your hand in his and looked from left to right, reaching deep into the Force to see if he sensed someone around, "The coast is clear." He pushed forward, pressing you against the window, "Let's see how long you can last this time." His rough lips hovered against yours, expecting you to cave into his kiss.

Instead you bit his lip, making Anakin yelp and you took that opportunity to kiss him, tongue soothing the spot you just bit and slipping past and into his mouth.

"You sneaky little vixen. We can't do that out here." You weren't trying to get him caught, honest. A little harmless flirting was fine but not a relationship like the two of you had. There was a flirting to kissing to grinding line that you crossed that you definitely shouldn't have. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice. If I was a better Jedi I would probably care more about the rules."

"Talking like you're not a prodigy." This wasn't another one of his humble brags, or trying to inflate his own ego, this was him actually being conflicted about your relationship for once. "Hey. We had a pretty good run so far haven't we?"

Anakin chuckled, thinking about all the times you almost got caught, where he had to slap his hand over your mouth to keep you quiet. "No thanks to you."

"I think we're both equally at fault. But if you want, my room is always free for you."

"Not just your room right?" His smile was back for now but he'd been having more of these doubts the more your relationship deepened. When you crossed that final threshold, then what?

"If you play your cards right... maybe." Anakin leaned in, a hairs breath from your lips when you dodged out of his arms, "I said maybe. And make outs in the hallway aren't what I'd call right. At least buy me dinner first, mister Jedi."

Another one of your games. Maybe you were just fun distractions for each other, to keep your minds away from the war you were both a part of. It was better then letting it swallow you whole, regardless of the risks involved. You had each other in secret, you were each others secrets.

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