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aemvnd · 16 days

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𝒶.skywalker. ┆ belonging.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ first time writing for anakin in a min …n yes it's a modern au . <3 be kind, pls. !!!

anakin skywalker is a naturally dominant man, and we all know that, but, when you're sitting in his lap, like just now, all pretty and your glossy lips all pouty and kissable, doe-like eyes all innocent and dreamy, anakin cannot help but want to have you, to possess you, to own you in every way possible—completely.

he craves you, desperately, day and night, every second of every waking moment, and his dreams, they're so vivid—they're of you, because of course they are, and you're so beautiful, so perfect, the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen, or will ever know.

anakin knows he must have you, giving the sweet-smelling skin of your pulse point a soft, tender kiss, knowing you're a sensitive little thing, but he doesn't care, doesn't care that you whine and playfully swat at his thick, muscular arm, and he just wants you to understand, to understand that you belong to him—that you've always belonged to him.

"anakin," you mewl girlishly, so soft and sweet and naïvely beautifully, he cannot stand it, and he gives you a small, lazy smirk, his blue eyes sparkling as they slightly gaze down at you, watching you, watching your expressions as he wraps his strong, masculine arms around your waist, tugging you closer against himself on his lap, wanting to see how you'd react.

anakin loves your little reactions, always so shy and sweet, it makes him smile, how bashful you become around him, how you try to act as if your little cunt isn't quivering at just the mere sight of him, knowing your panties were already soaked with your sweetness, just waiting for him to lick you clean, happily and eagerly.

and anakin is more than happy to help you, to help relieve you, to relieve that ache you feel, and he wonders if you ever touched your sweet little pussy—good girl that you're, he doubts it, but he wouldn't know, you don't like talking about such 'naughty things' as you like to say, always too bashful around him to speak such lewd words aloud.

anakin has no such qualms, he enjoys discussing how he wishes to devour your sweet little pussy, to fuck you until you're numb and too dumb to speak, your limbs weak and needing his help to do basic things, like bring you snacks or bathe you—he'd do anything for you if you'd only ask, and even more.

"what's wrong, baby?" anakin croons lovingly, raising a large, tan-skinned hand and gently curling two long, calloused fingers under your chin, forcing your eyes to look up at him, making your belly flutter with a swarm of butterflies—and anakin cannot help but smile wolfishly, chuckling softly as he can feel the way your body trembles in his lap, needy and wanting, and if you'd only ask, he'd give you what you so desperately crave, what you need.

all you need to do is ask, and anakin skywalker is more than willing to provide that relief for you, in any way you desire—he is yours, yours to command, just as you belong to him.

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cosmicanakin · 2 months

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anakin drabbles!

adult content / minors do NOT interact.

pairing. anakin skywalker x female reader.

contains. penetration, possessiveness, power dynamics, unprotected sex ( stay safe folks ), explicit language.

authors note. miss anakin terribly so i wrote this <3

divider creds @fairytopea / @pfpanimes

soft pants fill the air as anakin hovers above you, caging your writhing form beneath his solid bulk. intense blue eyes gaze down hungrily, taking in every gasp and mewl escaping plump lips parted in ecstasy.

"you're mine, y/n." he growls against the shell of your ear, nipping the sensitive flesh teasingly. whimpers turn to full-blown moans as he pulls nearly all the way out before snapping his hips forward in a sharp thrust.

"i'm yours, ani. only yours." you cry out, fingernails raking down sculpted back muscles unable to find purchase against sweat-slicked skin. a low rumbling chuckle greets this admission of submission to his masterful control over your trembling form.

grasping your wrists in a firm yet tender hold, he pins them above your head stretching your frame taut as a bowstring beneath his divine ministrations. his ruthless pace never falters, leaving you bereft of ability to meet each passionate roll of powerful hips locking perfectly to your own.

leaning down to claim your mouth in a blisteringly carnal kiss, he swallows each sweet sound of ecstasy spilling wantonly from your lips. the way his tongue curls around and plunders your own mimics his merciless plowing driving you ever closer to cliffs edge.

"you feel incredible, so tight and wet. i don't ever want to spill myself anywhere but your hot little cunt." anakin growls roughly, never losing stride even as your walls begin fluttering wildly around his massive cock.

a litany of praise and possessive endearments tumble from his lips, fuelling your building orgasm higher with each scorching word. "that's it baby, cum for me. i want to feel you milk my cock - every last drop."

with a cry muffled against his shoulder, the blinding release claiming your senses sends colors bursting behind clenched lids. your entire being shreds to pieces impaled so deliciously on his long thick shaft, barely registering continued powerful drives through your pulsing walls gripping him vice-like.

anakin growls viciously, slamming into your limp pliant form a final few times before erupting in a scorching torrent shooting so deep you swear you feel it pooling low in your gut. emptying himself fully buried to the hilt ensures every molecule is branded solely to your greedy channel throbbing delicately around his now softening length.

taking his time to ride out the waves of bliss still crash through your joined forms, he peppers tender kisses across flushed skin comely sheened with a fine mist. lazily rocking gentle strokes ease you both down from ecstasy, words of adoration whispered like prayers against clammy flesh.

collapsing atop your sated form, anakin draws your pliant body flush against the masculine contours of his own painted vibrantly with afterglow's glow. tucking sweaty flyaways behind your ear, massive arms encircle your frame possessively despite tenderness flooding blue irises gazing down adoringly.

yours and anakin's souls remain joined closer than any physical melding, hearts beating as one to the rhythm of shared intimacy's melody. a perfection found solely with your lover, whose passion knows no bounds beckoning you ever higher ascending together.

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erosmutt · 1 month

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☆ thinkin' bout . . .

. . . jealous anakin?

modern!anakin, blowjob, anakin is an annoying whiny little fuck (as always)

Anakin can't stand the way you flirt with the professor. The way you plaster a bright smile on your face and bite your lip and kick your feet. It drives him up a fucking wall - and the prof reciprocating it makes it no better. when he returns your smile matches your energy, singles you out in class; it makes Anakin wanna puke.

you were acting like the professor was the one who got to hear your whimpers and moans, who got to tangle his hands in your hair and watch spit run down your chin as you gag on his cock.

so he decided to remind you to keep yourself in check by dragging you to an empty room after the lecture. "get on your knees, i don't care." he mutters as you protest in fear of getting caught. despite your not wanting to, you obediently drop to your knees before him, hands resting flat on your thighs as Anakin hastily unfastens his pants.

"do you need help?" you ask, eyebrow raised. "shut up," Anakin mutters as he fumbles with his pants. once he shoved them down and his dick bounced free, his right hand found your hair and his left wraps itself around his shaft, pumping it a few times. "open." he tells you. complying, you open your mouth and stick your tongue out. Anakin lets out a low groan as he smacks his tip on your tongue.

it always irked you - the way he bossed you around when he could barely take any stimulation without his knees buckling. but he was your boyfriend. your whiny, irritating boyfriend.

"keep it open..." he murmurs, sliding his length into your mouth. "ha, ah," he gasps, his pretty teeth biting into his plush lip. "gods, w-wait," you pull off him and sigh, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. "what? has it been that long? can you not handle it?"

that earns a glare from him. "fuck you," he mutters, then slides his cock back into your mouth. his winces when he feels your teeth graze his shaft. "you're doing it on pur...pose..."

you simply close your eyes and focus on relaxing your throat to let him do his thing. "oh shit, shit," Anakin hisses, picking up the pace. "gonna- ha..." he trails off. you open your eyes to catch a glimpse of his expression, his furrowed brows and parted lips.

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antxlss · 7 months

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i’ll make it all better

pairing: anakin skywalker x fem!reader

summary: anakin helps you feel better during your period.

warnings: a little bit of pervy anakin, suggestive comments

words: 1.8k

a/n: this is just my interpretation of how anakin would act while you were on you period. lmk how you like it! requests are open! much love! ~max<3

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You were laying in bed. Specifically your boyfriend, Anakin's, bed. You were done with your training for today and you were worn out. Not to mention you started having signs your period was going to start. You checked your tracker and it said it would start in 3 days. It wasn't unusual for you to start cramping early.

You came back to Anakin's quarters and curled up in a ball, just waiting for him to get back, it should be very soon.

Anakin walks into the room wearing only boxers. "Are you okay, are you cramping?" He lays down next to you and wraps his arms around you. This is a man known to be a cold and calculating warrior, but he is nothing but a big softy around you.

You roll your head over to look at him.

"How do you always know." You smile.

"Well the first sign is you being all cuddled up in a blanket. You only do that when you're either sick or on your period."

He chuckles as he gently lays his head down on your shoulder and holds your hand.

"You'll get better if you just rest, so how about I just lay with you and we can watch holovids and stuff. We don't usually get any down time on missions so we might as well make the most of this opportunity, right?"

"Yeah, I'd love that." You nod sleepily. "I'm gonna go grab a water real quick."

You roll out of bed and go to the kitchen, unknowingly leveling a red splotch of blood where you had once been sitting, in Anakin's white sheets.

Anakin is sitting up in the bed, completely oblivious to the spot of blood on the sheets. He notices you walk out of the bedroom and calls out to you.

"Hey babe, will you get me a glass of water too while you're at it please?"

"Of course, honey!" You yell back.

You quickly get the two glasses of water and walk back into the bedroom. To your horror, you notice a blood stain on the bed.

You had bled through your shorts.

You walk back into the room and hand Anakin his water while desperately trying to avoid any eye contact to the stain on the bed as you set down his water.

He gives you a smile, then picks up the glass of water and sits up in the bed. As you sit on the edge of the bed, Anakin wraps his hands around your sides and kisses the side of your forehead.

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you in close, then whispers to you. "Can we cuddle?"

"Ani, I think I started my period." Your face was crimson red. You immediately stood up. "I'll try my best to get the stain out, I'm so sorry. My period wasn't supposed to start for a few more days so I didn't have a tampon in-"

Anakin smiles at you gently as you start to get up.

"Babe, just calm down. It's just a little blood, don't worry about the sheets, they're white, we'll just throw them in the wash and they'll come out cleaner."

His arms remain wrapped around your body, not letting you leave just yet.

"There's really no need to feel ashamed. Your body does what it wants to do, there's nothing shameful about a normal bodily function." He brushes his fingers over your hair.

"I love you." You whispered as you stared in to his eyes.

You were sure if he were just any other man, he would've flipped out about you possibly ruining his sheets. But he's Anakin.

Anakin leans in close and his lips graze your ear as he whispers. "I love you too."

He pulls you close again to the point where you're straddling him. He looks into your eyes.

"There's nothing you could do that would make me love you any less. We'll throw the sheets in the wash shortly and no one will be the wiser. But right now, I just want to hold you and be with you."

"I'm gonna go put on a pad, okay?" You ask.

Anakin nods.

He pulls a hand away and grabs your thigh. He caresses your thigh and whispers.

"If you want me to, I can put it on for you."

His voice is smooth but his stare is sharp. He is waiting for you to decide.

You laugh at him.

"Why would you want to do that?"

Anakin grins and responds with a wink.

"I'm your boyfriend. I should help you with things like that."

"I can't just let you struggle all by yourself now, can I? And if it's an embarrassing situation, I should be there for you."

"I already know you just want to feel me up." You smirk at him.

Anakin's grin gets wider.

"Okay yes, guilty as charged, but that still doesn't change any of what I said."

He then caresses your thigh one more and then lets go of your thigh.

"You ready to get your pad on now?"

"Yeah." You giggle at his boyish comments and walk to the bathroom.

Anakin lies back down on his bed and stares at the ceiling. He then rolls his neck and stretches out his arms and legs, getting comfortable.

After a few minutes you walk out of the bathroom holding up your pad.

Anakin smiles at you and holds out his hand.

"Hey, come over here, let me put it on for you."

You walk over to him and place the package in his hand. "Let's see if you can even figure this out."

Anakin sits up in the bed, his hands hold the pad. He looks down at it, and then up at you with a smug grin and a gleam in his eyes.

"Oh yeah don't worry, it's not going to take me long to figure out."

He glances at the package again, then opens it, taking the pad out of the package.

"If I figure it out, what do I get?"

A light glint in his eyes as he talks.

"Just figure it out first, Skywalker." You snap back with a smug grin.

Anakin rolls his eyes at you playfully and pulls you towards him, still holding the pad in his hand.

"What if I pull you close and put the pad on you in a different way than you expect?"

He chuckles slightly.

"You see, I might be willing to trade places with the pad right now."

"One, that's disgusting. Two, of course you are the one that could make putting on a pad sexual." You laugh.

Anakin grins at you and wraps his arms around your body, pulling you closer so that you are sitting on top his legs.

"What can I say, I'm your boyfriend, you should expect me to be a little perverted."

He brushes some of your hair out of your face and rests his fingers on your cheek. He stares into your eyes and caresses your cheek. His smile is mischievous but caring and full of love.

"Hurry up and put the pad on before I bleed all over your lap." You hand him the fresh pair of underwear to stick the pad onto.

Anakin looks down at the pad in his hands and then back up at you.

"You're right, let's just make this easier for both of us."

He places the pad on the underwear you gave him, then stands up holding the underwear. He walks towards you and slides the underwear under your butt.

"That was easier, just sit back down, okay?"

You obey him and sit back on his lap with your fresh underwear and pad.

Anakin holds you on his lap while adjusting the pad in place. He presses a hand to your thigh.

"How's that feel?"

He then leans forward and presses his lips onto your neck, kissing it gently.

"Better now that our little 'incident' is taken care of, right?"

"Yeah. Other than my stomach, back, thighs, head, and breasts. They still cramp." You laugh and lay your head on his shoulder.

Anakin laughs a bit, and caresses your hair.

"Your body must be really getting the better of you. Maybe I could give you a massage? It'll help you relax your muscles and make you feel a lot better."

"Mmm, that sounds good." You slide off Anakin's lap and slip off your sweatshirt, leaving you in just you bra and underwear so he could access your body better.

Anakin grabs your arm and gently pushes you back onto his lap.

"No, I'd like you better like this," he says with a coy smile. "Now you can sit here nice and comfortable and I'll take care of everything."

He wraps his arms around your body and pulls you close. And then he starts to slowly massage your back. He works carefully at your cramped muscles, rubbing them in circular motions to relieve the tightness in your back.

He whispers into your ear. "Do I need to take your bra off?"

"Do whatever you need to, you're the professional at massages." You smile and lay on your stomach on the bed.

"Well, I'm also a professional in more ways than just that."

Anakin's fingers continue to work at the knots in the muscles of your back, massaging them into submission.

Your skin feels tingly and sensitive as his fingers glide over it and he works at your back.

"Relax, okay? Don't worry about anything," Anakin whispers softly to you.

"How can I relax when your hands are all over me." You groan.

Anakin continues rubbing his fingers against the tension and soreness in your back, kneading the muscles and getting deep into the muscles of your back.

As you continue to groan, Anakin continues to talk to you.

"Well, just remember that these hands are the hands of the man that you love. There's no one else that knows your body better than me, so just relax and I'll make it all better alright?"

You could've audibly moaned at those words. Anakin's hands moved all over you, releasing the pressure of your cramping muscles. You couldn't help but sigh with content.

Anakin worked tirelessly to get rid of the cramps and soreness you have in your muscles. As you sigh with content, Anakin smiles and continues to massage you.

"That feels better for you, right?" Anakin continues to talk to you, gently caressings your back.

The room is silent besides for the rustling of his fingers on your body. The only other thing heard is your heavy breathing, and Anakin whispers to you.

"Shh, relax now. That's it. Let go. Trust me."

You could feel yourself getting sleepy. Your body was so relaxed and so was your mind. You were in a daze. All your senses flooded with him. With Anakin. You had king forgotten about your dreaded period.

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faexfilms · 7 months

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ANI doesn’t know who he is without you. Empty without your touch, empty without your lips on his. In your absence, he doesn’t know what to do with himself. The brave General Skywalker, only a part of person without you rightfully beside him. Even when he’s bucking his pretty cock in his hands, imaging you wrapped around him, he can’t cum without you. Without your taunting words in his ears, without your dark eyes trained on him as he fucks his hand. He’s pathetic in all the ways he can be, holding so desperately onto the memories he has of you as you’re gone. Drifting through the hours without you seamlessly with almost no thoughts in his mind. Waiting for the very moment in which you come back home to him and he’s your pretty boy again. Him leaking and needy as soon as you corner him in your shared bed as he knows where he belongs when he’s with you. So subservient, obeying the little commands you whisper to him as he lays down for you, ready for you to use him in all the ways you want…

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ichorai · 1 year

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would that i ; din djarin.

track twelve of WASTELAND, BABY!

pairing ; din djarin x gn!reader

synopsis ; din didn’t consider himself a very jealous person. no, he wasn’t affected at all when the kid seemed to want to spend more time with you than him. not even a little bit.

words ; 1.5k

themes ; fluff, mild pining, kinda sunshine & grump trope

warnings / includes ; grogu eats a frog, mando gets v flustered, reader jokingly calls him daddy lol

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Bag hitched over your shoulder, you tugged on your hiking boots, bending over to double-knot the laces. “Hey, I’m going out to the market to grab some spare parts for the ship,” you called to the brooding Mandalorian in the cockpit. You were met with a quiet grunt in response. Finished with your shoes, you straightened yourself up and peeked your head into the front of the ship, watching Din work on some frayed wires by the control panel. “I’m taking the kid with me.”

This made him halt in his ministrations, and he turned to you. “Isn’t it easier if he just stays with me? Keep him here.”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you nodded stoutly. “Alright, lemme ask him. Hey, bub,” you cooed, picking up the tiny creature from his floating carrier and setting him on the ground, equidistant between the two of you. Grogu peered at you with wide eyes, before rounding his head to look up at Din, then looked to you once more. He let out a garbled noise of confusion. “You wanna go to the market with me or stay with Mr. Grump over there?”

Silent, Din watched as Grogu began waddling towards you, seemingly excited at the prospect of going out to explore.

With a hum of satisfaction, you scooped the kid up into your arms, shooting the masked man a victorious smirk, before striding towards the exit.

“Be back before sunset!” he barked out, earning him a mock salute from you, then proceeded to incoherently grumble under his breath about how going to the market was really a one-person job, whilst fixing up the banged up ship definitely required more than a single pair of hands.

Clementine flames licked at the air greedily, crackling as Din tossed another wedge of wood into the fire. The setting sun cast long shadows over the secluded, wooded area your little group was hunkering down in, sparsely lit with the heated glow of the fire and the cold luminescence of the distant stars in the sky. You sat on the opposite end of the fire, blowing warm air into your palms to ebb away the numbing cold sewn into your skin.

The kid was snuggled up to your side, cooing as he tried to grab floating embers of the fire that drifted past him, carried away with the frigid night breeze.

Din studied the two of you, his mask betraying no expression whatsoever. Though Din was a man of few words, he was also a man of keen observations, always entirely aware of his surroundings. He noticed the way the orange of the fire tinted your skin with a near angelic glow, how the rustling of leaves behind him seemed to perfectly accompany your tinkering laugh as you smiled at the kid’s ministrations, how your eyes brightened with all the galaxy’s light within your irises.

His attention was reluctantly drawn away from you when the kid waddled off to the side, having spotted a bulbish frog—which, presumably, looked like a tasty snack to him.

With a gentle smile, you got up and circled around the fire to sit beside him, foliage crunching beneath your haunches as you settled down.

“What’s on your mind?” you asked, just audible enough to hear over the pops of the flames. “You’re thinking so loudly.”

There was a moment of silence, the quiet weighing heavily over the both of you.

“It’s nothing,” he replied finally. “Nothing to worry about.”

Not wanting to pry, you hummed in thought, about to tell him that you’d be all ears if he had something to say, but promptly held your tongue when you caught sight of the kid swallowing the poor one-eyed frog whole.

“Spit that out!” both you and Din ordered at the same time. You glanced at each other, and your shoulders shook as you began to laugh, the corners of your eyes crinkling with such genuinity that was rare to find these days.

You couldn’t see it, but a trace of a smile slowly appeared behind Din’s helmet.

The kid had finally fallen asleep—it took hours of you setting him firmly on your lap and telling him to shut his eyes until he began to relent, curled against your stomach and stealing your body warmth. Sleep was tugging at your own sleeves, whispering gentle static into your ears and weighing down your eyelids.

Din had passed by the two of you multiple times as he tended to the many laborious upkeeps of the ship, silent as a ghost, but his mere presence was loud enough for you.

It was only when the ship’s door slid open did you startle out of your half-unconscious state, blearily rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You glanced down at the small form on your lap, gently patting his little wrinkled head.

Carefully, you got to your feet and lowered Grogu into his floating carrier, tucking him into a mottled brown blanket with nimble fingers. The kid stirred mildly at the jostling movement, but settled down when you hushed him quietly.

Satisfied that he wouldn’t spring awake and scamper out of his carrier to swallow down more frogs, you left the ship, sliding the door shut behind you.

The night’s chill was stronger than it had been a couple hours ago, the cold steeping into your muscles and freezing your bones. The moon bathed the forest in a hazy, pearl-hued luminescence, reflecting softly against Mando’s armor. He was watching the vast, dark forest, broodingly quiet. You came to stand beside him, shivering slightly.

“Done with all your little errands?” you asked, trying your best to keep your teeth from chattering. You took his silence as an affirmative. “You really like keeping yourself occupied, huh?”

More silence. In the distance, a frog croaked.

“I would’ve been more than happy to help you if you’d asked, by the way. You didn’t have to do all that by yourself. I used to be a mechanic, you know?”

Din risked a glance to you, holding his breath for reasons unbeknownst to him. You looked awfully serene basking in the sweet cold of the night, which made his chest ache with a tender kind of longing he couldn’t quite put his finger on. A life he knew he couldn’t have, perhaps.

He tore his eyes away before he could dwell on that thought too much.

“What are you doing out here? It’s real cold out,” you murmured, angling your head to look at him. It sometimes frustrated you just how unreadable he was—not even considering the mask, he rarely ever gave anything away with his body language. You wondered what went on in his head. “Are you okay?”

For the first time since you came out, Din spoke. It was tentative and slow—fittingly cautious in nature. His voice sent a thrill up your spine—it wasn’t often that the two of you would genuinely converse about something other than the ship’s upkeep. “The kid likes you.”

A surprised look splintered through your expression. Of all things you expected him to say, that most certainly wasn’t one of them. “Well, yeah, I’d hope so. I love the little guy, even though he eats like a starved wampa.” You narrowed your eyes at him, the beginnings of a smile painting across the corner of your lips. “Oh, maker, you’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Before he could formulate a proper response, you stepped closer to him with a teasing glint to your eyes that he misliked. You patted his chest in mock-comfort.

This close, he could see the fine details of your features much more clearly—he noticed the small, faded scar across the bridge of your nose, slightly darker in color than the rest of your complexion, he noticed the soft curve of your cupid’s bow, and he noticed the slight arch to your eyebrows, as if expecting him to say something.

Oh, right. He should probably say something.

Din flushed hotly beneath his helmet, finding himself at a loss for words.

“I’m sure the kid loves you just as much, if not more than, he loves me,” you surmised, still with a teasing lilt to your words. “After all, we both know he considers you his guardian—if he could talk, he’d definitely be calling you father. Or, actually, that might be too formal for him—maybe daddy, or something. Pops, even.”

Din huffed, amused. “The kid wouldn’t call me daddy,” he deadpanned, finally finding his tongue.

You beamed devastatingly gleeful, and he could just about feel his heart disintegrating into sand and spilling through the crevices of his ribs.

“Why not? I think it suits you.” You shrugged, still grinning so wide it was a wonder your face hadn’t split into two. Oh, you were going to be the death of him one day. “I’m gonna head back in—I’m freezing my ass off out here. Good night, Din. Or should I say daddy?” You barked out a laugh, clearly pleased with your little joke, before trudging away from him, chortling to yourself along the way.

Din watched as you slipped back into the ship, your words ricocheting in his head over and over again. He exhaled heavily.

He was digging himself a deep hole here—and he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to stop.

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sargeant-bxrnes · 6 months

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ride

summary: [au] anakin finally bought that bike he wanted so badly, and invited you to try it for the first time with him. riding won’t be the only thing you’ll be doing on that bike.

content/warnings: modern!anakin, fast driving, bikes. | SMUT: dirty talk, praise, unprotected, messy & rough sex, sex on top of a bike, outdoor sex (no one is around)

wc: 2.4k

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You'd never been partial to motorcycles, they weren't easy to drive, not to mention dangerous, it was always more practical for you to stick to four-wheeled vehicles and you'd preferred it that way so far.

But when Anakin finally bought you that motorcycle he'd been saving up for... you understood the appeal. The motorcycle was sleek, painted a deep, jet black that seemed to absorb the surrounding light. The glossy finish gave it a mirror-like quality, reflecting the world around it. Chrome accents adorned its frame, catching the glint of streetlights and passing cars, the handlebars gleamed, polished to perfection— you didn't know much about bikes, but you knew it was pretty.

"So?" he asked with a little knowing smile, looking at your face to gauge your reaction. "what do you think of it?"

"It's really pretty," You said honestly to your boyfriend, admiring it from up close, your finger softly trailing over the chrome accents. "I get why you've been so obsessed with it."

"Aha! I knew you'd get it," He chuckled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips, pulling back slightly to whisper over them. "So... wanna take it for a ride?"

Your heart fluttered at the touch of his lips and the whispered invitation. "Yes, I'd love to,"

"Good thing I also bought two helmets then." He mused casually, as if he'd known all along that you'd agree to go for a ride, as he nods his head to the helmets hanging from the handlebars. "Ready?"

"Mhm." You walked closer to the bike, taking your helmet from handlebars and putting it on. "want me to sit in front of you or behind? You're the driver, baby, so however is more comfortable for you."

"Oh," he looked at the bike, quickly thinking about the logistics and the safest option. "I think I want you sitting behind me, you can cling to me that way and I can focus on the road"

Anakin walked closer and swung his leg over the motorcycle, straddling it, and then looked over his shoulder at you, as he placed the red helmet on his head. "C'mon princess, hop on."

You moved closer to the bike to get on it, it was a bit of a struggle since the bike was considerably taller on the back, but you managed to sit behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist, securely but not too tight.

Anakin smiled at the feeling, and gave your hand a soft squeeze before moving his hands to the bike, starting it up with a roar. He took his time adjusting everything until he felt comfortable with it, slowly driving out of the parking lot.

"You okay back there?" he asked over his shoulder as he drove down the empty street, taking in the feel of freedom that only comes from riding a motorcycle.

"Yeah, you're pretty comfy." You replied humorously over the hum of the bike, leaning your head against his shoulder.

Anakin chuckled, the vibration of it traveling through his body and into yours. "I'm glad to hear that," he mutters before glancing in the rearview mirror at you, a smile tugging at his lips.

You looked around as he kept driving at a good speed, soon the city was left behind as he took a route to the outskirts of the city, where it mixed with the beautiful forest surrounding, you held on tight to him from behind, admittedly it felt real nice to have his body pressed against yours, the wind on your face and the soft vibrations of the bike underneath.

Anakin smiled at the sight of you enjoying yourself, and removed one of his hands from the handlebars, he carefully placed it on your thigh next to him and squeezed softly, letting his hand slide higher.

"What do you think?" he asked casually, raising his voice so you could hear him.

"It's amazing," You admitted over the road noise, your hands firmly planted on his abs. "you're a really good rider."

His heart swelled with pride at your words, turning his head slightly to kiss you, it was a risk, sure, but he couldn't help himself.

"Thank you," he murmured, grinning from ear to ear as he felt his cock beginning to twitch in his pants, it could've been the feeling of your closeness or the vibration of the bike, he wasn't sure. "I try my best."

You enjoyed the ride, but admittedly, you too were getting slightly horny. The bike was vibrating and humming under you, sending vibrations up all the right places, and every bump on the road had your heart skipping a beat, your breasts were firmly pressed against his strong back, not to mention his hand kept caressing your thigh softly. — Still, you remained silent about it, not wanting to distract him.

Anakin felt your body growing hotter behind him, the growing heat between your legs, his cock throbbed harder in response. He knew exactly what you were feeling as he leant back, pressing his back against you.

He felt so good, you unconsciously ground against him as the bike went over a speed bump, making your body slide closer to his.

Anakin groaned softly, his eyes narrowing for a moment as he tried to focus on the road ahead. He knew he should focus on driving, but with you pressed against him like this... it was hard not to give in.

Realizing what you were doing, you pulled back to not invade his personal space, just as the bike went over another speed bump, this one hit just right, the perfect vibration and friction against your clothed pussy, you managed to bite back the moan, barely.

He moved his eyes to the mirror to glance at you, seeing the struggle it takes for you not to moan out loud, it only made his cock throb harder inside his pants. That's it.

"Baby," he calls out to you over the constant hum of the bike, his voice roughened by lust— without another word, he took a sharp turn into a secluded area at the side of the road, surrounded by bushes and pretty trees, before stopping the bike and turning off the engine. "I need you."

You don't even question what he was doing, you know, you stood up from the bike and got down, assuming you two would do it against a tree, but...

Anakin quickly unfastened his helmet before setting it down on the bike's handlebars, he kicked the foot stand so the bike would still. He then turned back to you with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Right here," he murmurs, wrapping one arm around your waist and pulling you close against him as he reached for your chin with the other hand to tilt your head up towards him. "let me have you here, yeah?"

You bit your lip, both from arousal and nervousness. "How are we... gonna have sex on the bike though?"

He chuckled softly, his warm breath fanning across your lips as he answer. "Ride me." he murmured, leaning in to press your lips to his.

The kiss was deep and passionate, tongues danced against each other as they explored the taste of one another's lips. It was a needy, hungry kind of kiss that leaves both panting for more.

Following his request, you moved over to straddle Anakin, as he straddled the bike. Was it risky? Maybe. Yeah.

Automatically, his hands moved to your hips to keep you steady on top of him. He could feel right off the bat how wet were for him and it only fuelled his desire.

"Fuck," he rasped out, leaning forward slightly to brush his lips against yours once more before capturing them in another searing kiss, he was clearly as desperate as you were. His hands slid up your body, unbuttoning your shirt and unclasping your bra, blindly cupping your breasts in his palms.

His mouth left yours to trail hot kisses down your jawline and across your neck before reaching your breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth, he twirled his tongue around the hardened bud, grazing slightly with his teeth before sucking on it gently, and then moved his mouth to the other breast to give it the same treatment.

"God," he groaned against your skin, letting go of you momentarily to run his hand over the length of his cock through his pants. The rough fabric scraping against his swollen head is almost unbearable for him. "I need you so fucking bad."

"I need you too," You admitted, filled with need and a noticeable lack of hesitation, you rolled your skirt up, bunching it up over your hips, exposing your wet panties, making sure to not move too much so the motorcycle wouldn't tumble, your thighs were over his, but his pants, boxers and your panties were still in the way.

Anakin tore his eyes away from your body, taking a moment to compose himself before looking at you again. He reached down between the two of you and grasped onto his cock through his pants, he couldn't take it anymore. With one swift motion, he unbuttoned his pants and undid the zipper, pulling his cock free, letting it spring up, the cool air making him gasp slightly. — he was harder than ever, his tip red and swollen, leaking precum already.

You whimpered in empathy at the sight, your mouth watered, but to be fair, you were too damn horny to just suck him off, so you rose your hips, hovering above him as he still straddled the bike, making it easier for him to have access.

Anakin's cock visibly twitched as you positioned yourself over him, the friction of your bodies together almost unbearable. He reached up to cup one of your breasts again while he used his other hand to guide himself towards your wet heat.

"Please," he begged softly against your skin, his fingers lightly teasing a hardened nipple as his cockhead pressed insistently against your wet panties. "I need this."

You rocked your hips, rubbing your pussy against his cockhead through your panties as you nod in consent. "Y-yeah, please."

Anakin took that as his cue, using one hand to slide down your body until he was holding onto your hips. He leant forward slightly and reached between the two of you again, taking hold of your flimsy panties in his fist before giving them a sharp tug, they come off with a soft ripping sound, exposing your wet pussy, his cockhead was now fully nestled between your wet pussy lips, it felt so damn good, and it looked even better.

The mere friction and the sight of his cock rubbing against your pussy made you moan slightly, you lifted your hips more, so he could guide and slide his cock inside you.

Anakin's breath hitched as he guided the head of his cock against your entrance, sliding it up and down your slit to gather some wetness before pressing forward slowly, feeling the tight heat enveloping him, he kept his eyes on the scene, observing your pussy slowly stretching around his cock. "Fuck, that's it, just like that."

You moaned softly again, both due to the feeling and the praise, as you felt every inch of his cock as he slid in. One of your hands held on to him, and to the bike with the other.

Once fully sheathed inside you, and after giving you some seconds to adjust, he braced his arms on either side of you as he started thrusting slowly into your wet pussy. The sensation indescribable, and he knew it was only going to get better.

"God, you're tight baby," he groaned out loud, tilting his head back with a shudder that ran through him at the sheer pleasure. He picked up the pace, driving deeper inside of you with each powerful stroke, his hips slamming against yours in time with rhythm.

"Just like that Ani, right there." You moaned in response against his neck as he kept fucking into you, your thighs still firm against his, the motorcycle was incredibly firm under both, rocking a bit but nothing dangerous.

Anakin moaned low in his throat, feeling you milking the head of his cock with each downstroke. He began thrusting harder and faster now, lost to the sensation of having you wrapped around him so tightly.

"That's it, baby, that's it, you're taking me so, so good." he praised against your skin as he took firmer hold of your hips, moving you up and down on his cock in a satisfying rhythm for both.

"B-baby it feels so good-"

Anakin groaned out loud, his hands gripped your hips tightly as he began pounding into you harder still. He could feel himself getting close already, the familiar pressure building in his balls and behind his cock.

"I know it does," he coos back at you, nipping lightly at your earlobe before dragging his teeth down to nip softly on your neck.

As soon as one of Anakin's hands slid between your bodies to rub your clit, you were a goner, feeling your orgasm getting closer and closer, your pussy clenched rhythmically around his cock.

Anakin felt you going tense around him, the knowledge that you were close enough to orgasm sent his own desire skyrocketing. He started thrusting harder into your tight heat as he continued rubbing your clit in tight circles.

"Cum for me, c'mon pretty girl, cum for me," he incited against your skin, nipping lightly at your neck before soothing it with a soft kiss. The combination of his rough love and gentle affection pushed you over the edge as you finally gave in to the pleasure coursing through you.

The sudden tightening of your pussy sent him over the edge as well. He groaned loudly into your neck as he came inside of you, his hot seed filling you up with every pulse. "Fuck," he whispered roughly against your skin, holding onto you tightly as he tried to catch his breath. "I love you."

You let out a breathless chuckle, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend in a hug, feeling his cock twitch inside your pussy due to the after orgasm. "I love you too."

Anakin returned the hug tightly, feeling your warmth envelop him. He leant his forehead against yours as he tried to catch his breath, still trembling slightly from the intensity of the sex.

"God," he whispered softly into your hair before pressing a gentle kiss there. "that was... fucking incredible."

"It really was." You agree, whimpering as you slid his soft cock out of your pussy with a soft pop, a bit of his cum dripping out. "we should probably head back home before we get caught, though."

"You're right," he whispered back as he nodded in amusement, reaching down to wipe off any remaining cum on your legs, pushing it back inside with his fingers, earning another moan from you. "Let's head home."

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cillivnz · 3 months

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TRICKSTER

pairing. anakin skywalker x f!reader

trope. best friends decide to fuck? idk.

synopsis. when you decide to flex your tricks with a keg-stand on anakin, he decided to drink with you, but not the liquor— your pussy.

warnings. NSFW. 18+. modern au. porn without plot, alcohol consumption, brief dubcon (turns consensual), cunnilingus, brief ass-eating (return of analkin), outdoors, cursing, mention of alcohol poisoning, pet-names, slight degradation, vaginal fingering, breast-play, cum-eating.

a/n. i need both things incorporated here; a keg stand and anakin eating me out. i’ve used a picture of sam monroe here, i just felt like it fit the au better, let me know if you guys maybe would wanna read something for him? twirls hair, bats eyelashes at you.

“ANI, WATCH THIS,” you ask him, for the third time in a row to watch you cannonball into the lavish pool. anakin feigns faux pride in you, clapping sarcastically when you swim up to the surface to see his reaction.

the clear poison coursing through your veins, the bittersweet smirnoff that you’ve been chugging neat, had began working its magic into your senses.

you were home alone, your parents’ place left to you all by yourself as they left for business outside of coruscant. with the sun shooting heatwaves directly at your city, you decided what better way to make peace with your solitude than to invite your childhood best friend over to drink the day away?

ANAKIN SKYWALKER WAS MORE than happy to oblige to your “pretty please’s,” pulling up to the house in nothing but black trunk shorts, while you were in a black, skimpy bikini.

he’d been ogling at you the whole time, too.

you pretended not to notice the bite of his lip when your cleavage would come into sight, and shrug away the feeling of his eyes devouring your ass whenever you had your back towards him.

with his help, you had set up a keg-stand, eager to impress with some tricks up your sleeve.

“hey, anakin,” you called out, a mischievous half-smile tugging at your lips. “hm?” he looked up to you. the liquor trickling down his stubbled chin, his brows furrowed at the feel of his tastebuds dying at the hands of the alcohol. using the back of his large hands, he wiped off his face.

you squirmed at the sight.

he was your best friend, but you had eyes.

anakin’s always been a gorgeous boy, the perfect man to have. easy on the eyes, funny, attentive, possessive, and just so, so good to you.

and only you, it seems.

nobody else gets this princess treatment, none but you.

you smiled triumphantly, you were fawning over a man that wasn’t even yours, but you’d be damned if you cared to stop.

“check this out!” you raced over to the stand, getting in position to start chugging.

WAS THIS A BAD IDEA? probably.

would you care to stop? fuck no.

anakin looked over at you, amused. he raised a brow at your current state; ass in the air, tits flopping in the barely covering bikini top, your form slightly wavering, causing him to walk over to you.

“very impressive, trickster.” he tried not to chuckle. “need help?” he asked, snaking his hands around your waist to steady you. your heart skipped several beats at the gesture, now realising how awkward this position is.

his face so close— too close to your ass— that you felt his hot breath on your wet skin.

his hands began to roam, kneading the flesh— whatever flesh he could touch, massaging your waist and hips, before making his way to your chest. you nearly choked on the beer shooting up your mouth when he untied the strings of your bikini, letting the top fall to the ground.

“hey, sweetheart,” he mocked your earlier tone,

“SWEETHEART, WATCH THIS!” he grinned devilishly before shifting your thong to the side and shoving his face between your folds.

your legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, trying so hard not to choke on the relentless liqueur shooting through the pipe.

anakin was cruel, what if the liquid went down the wrong hole and you choked to death?

speaking of the wrong hole, his tongue now licked the tight rim of your ass, smirking to see you writhe in discomfort.

“anakin, what the f—” you gasped for air as the pipe left your mouth.

“shh,” anakin spoke against your drooling slit, sending shivers down your spine (or up, since you are hanging upside down?) “don’t waste, and show me all the tricks you’ve been talking my ear off to show.” his arm wrapped around your slim waist to steady you, while the free hand traveled down to your chest to pinch and pull at your nipples.

you moaned, gushing around his face. his little stubble pricked at your skin, while his tongue sent sharp jolts of pleasure through you when he taunted your clit with the tip; the sensation, delicious, much like the taste of you for anakin.

“such a sweet cunt, i can’t believe it took just one bottle of vodka to get you laid out for me.” he slurred against you, sucking harshly on your clit, easing a finger into your walls.

you moaned pornographically, gagging on the pipe.

for your sake, and his, he better finish what he started before you die of alcohol poisoning.

but with the fervency with which he was assaulting your poor pussy, you ought to rest assured.

“cum on my tongue, slut. i wanna taste you in my mouth, not the booze.” he grabbed you by the hips and began grinding your entire body on his face; drenched in your juices, but not once stopping, he sucked the soul out of your swollen clit, while his fingers curled against your g-spot.

you clenched your thighs around his head, not that anakin minded, struggling to drink beer while anakin was doing just fine drinking your juices.

with one final lick on your clit, and one final thrust of two of his fingers, he had you coming undone in his mouth, like he wanted.

he helped you down, but wouldn’t leave you alone. he groped your breasts roughly, shoving his tongue into your mouth. you weren’t even given a jiffy to yourself to breathe.

when he broke the kiss, he had that mischievous look on his face; the one that gets you into the best kind of trouble.

“ani—” you said his name in a cautionary tone, but it was too late; he swept you off your feet and headed indoors.

“anakin, let go of me!” you chuckled, flopping around like a fish out of water on his shoulder.

“not a chance,” he tsk’ed at your request, like it was the stupidest idea ever.

“unless you want me to fuck you outdoors?” he looked over at you, a hopeful glee in his eyes.

your tricks have come around to bite you in the ass, little trickster. now, brace yourself for a hell of a pounding.

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guestiguess · 1 year

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Thralani Week

Day 6

Honor

(no beta we die like the crew of the ISD Chimaera)

@thralaniweek

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They found the ISD chimera almost 2 years after the Purrgil incident. The ship appeared to be pretty much destroyed but still able to sustain life if the sensors were correct.

The only one they found was the former Grand Admiral. There was not a single trace of his crew at first.

Thrawn was in good physical condition but refused to speak to anyone or even acknowledge their existence.

After a thorough examination of the ship, Ar'alani's team found the disturbing remains of the Chimaera crew.

A conversation with Thrawn was more urgent than ever, Ar'alani knew.

"What happened to your crew, Thrawn?" she asked as compassionately as she could.

Silence.

"Thrawn, listen to me! What happened to your crew?", her voice was more forceful.

When he answered his voice was rough, as if he hadn't used it in a long time, "they were sacrificed for a greater good." She could barely understand him. His voice, his manner, it felt wrong.

"Thrawn, speak clearly. What has happened to your crew?" she demanded, she needed to hear it, loud and clear.

And again, "they were sacrificed for a greater good," this time his voice was strong.

She couldn't bear it any longer. What they had found, the remains of the crew, the sheer monstrosity of it all.

She snapped, "YOU FUCKING ATE THEM!"

"THEY FOUND A HONORABLE DEATH!" he shouted at her.

And at that moment she knew he believed what he was saying.

#sw drabble #thrawn was hangry #tw: eating other people #tw: cannibalism #Is it cannibalism if it's another species?#i rewatched NGE #the episode where eva-01 goes berserk and eats the angle?#that's how I imagined thrawn #thralaniweek 2022 #thralani week #star wars #sw fanart #yes ar'alani gives thrawn a proper thrashing #the write way #GiG

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frostycatblr-fandom-files · 11 months

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How Dominoes Fall

Couldn't help myself and drew the angstier version of my Domino Twins art that now has 100 notes (surprisingly, ilyasm 🩷) and may not have properly tagged my self-reblog asking if anyone was interested upon reflection. (Oops, my bad sorry.)

Still getting the hang of active participation in fandom spaces and building up a following of any kind after being just a lurker too nervous to share anything for so, so long.

Appreciate the traffic I'm getting thus far and ask that you're patient with me as I find my stride and my style!

Random side note; trying to go for a fresh, glowing, blaster wound look in watercolor was a fun (/s) little challenge, don't think I'm doing that again soon.

#frostsfanart #How Dominoes Fall #star wars #domino twins #star wars the clone wars #sw tcw #swtcw #swtcw fanart #star wars fanart #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #ct 5555 #ct 1409 #angst #watercolor #no drabble to go underneath the Domino Twins art this time because the art itself was kinda angsty enough I think

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stars4anakin · 7 months

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SIMPLE TOUCHES — ANAKIN SKYWALKER

summary: Anakin's love language is touch; going throughout the day little touches telling you that he's there.

warnings: umm just fluff, secret relationship

pairings: Anakin Skywalker x Senator!Gn!Reader

drabble ... MASTERLIST

Shortly after you two met, you began to notice those gentle touches. Whenever Anakin would pass by, his hand would brush against your back, sending shivers down your spine and eliciting an involuntary laugh, which he adored. Years had passed since then, and now, as a happily married couple, Anakin's subtle caresses continued in moments when no one else was watching. His fingers would graze your back or your arm, searching for that sweet, contagious laugh that you never failed to let out. It was a cherished gesture, a secret language of affection.

Even during those challenging moments, when disagreements troubled council meetings or the chancellor's stance seemed at odds with your own, his comforting presence.. He had a way of silently reassuring you, a gentle and unspoken gesture that spoke volumes. His hand would delicately trace a path from the base of your neck down to the small of your back. It was a tender, almost innocent touch, reminding you of your place and purpose.

You both had tough jobs. He was a Jedi, and you were a Senator, which meant you often had to be apart. But no matter how hard the day, Anakin always came back to you. Sometimes, he'd find you lying there, not quite asleep, waiting for him. His hand on your back helped you fall asleep, moving gently, like a soft song. With his touch, he'd make you feel so peaceful that you'd soon drift off to sleep, safe and sound in his embrace.

a/n: haha it's been a WHILE since I last posted... I'm trying to get back into writing... um probably realllyyyy bad, hope you enjoyed it?!

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skywlker-sluvtt · 1 year

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omgomg so my brain is so dead rn but anyway ok ok it might be weird??

but i love the idea of being with anakin and you’re so new to sex and know nothing but yk the basic idea but he teaches you everything and basically ruins your innocence but only because he loves you so much that he wants you to be his in every way

i could literally share all my horni thoughts with you it’s so fun

IT'S SO HOT

i have to admit i am also guilty of this certain thought and it would be delicious with anakin. especially if it was um...master ani x padawan. IN A COMPLETELY LEGAL WAY OBVIOUSLY!!!!

he'd be so into slowly corrupting you in small ways because he gets some slightly perverted kick out of it. anakin loves how nervous you are when he sees you naked. and when you slowly spread your legs for him the first time and you blush profusely and he LOVES IT.

i like to think he'd take it super slow to get you more comfortable because he notices your innocence slipping away. he starts slowly by just going down on you n watching you squirm from how good he feels. then he'd wait for you to absolutely beg him for more until he takes your virginity.

and if you were also a pretty inexperienced kisser he'd teach you how to kiss with tongue and makes you suck on his tongue n shit for fun. you feel so dirty and anakin loves making you feel like that. corrupting your sweet mind with his gross mouth. brooo and he'd kiss you on the cheek or forehead with tongue all sloppy and stuff to the point you'd wipe it off all embarrassed he did that in public and he'd have some weird sense of pride making you get flushed in front of others.

anakin would also be drooling if you wore some pretty lingerie during it because he'd have some weird fascination with you looking like a pretty angel while he steals your purity making you forever his. making sure you have that deep connection with him, a bond no one will ever break. he doesn't like to imagine you with another partner so he wants to be your first and last.

and and and!!! the first time you suck his dick he's going FERALLL. like he's grunting and trying to hold back watching your pretty eyes look up and him desperate for praise and approval. IT'S SO GODDAMN SEXY. then he'd wipe your mouth with his thumb and cal you some adorable nickname like 'bunny' or 'angel' etc to affirm how pure you really are to him. "your mouth feels incredible on my cock bunny” “i think you deserve a treat my little angel" while he wipes and cleans your face from his load.

then eventually he'd introduce you to some kinky shit that you LOVE. imagine him wanting to tie you up or something and your SO nervous at first and he's obsessed with how big your eyes are and your pupils are huge watching every move it makes with curiosity. he just wants to fucking ruin you and keep you to himself 😈

THATS ENOUGH NOW! IM SORRY

#thanks for the ask <3 #hornee thots #ani wani #anakin skywalker #anakin imagine #anakin smut #anakin drabble #anakin headcanons #star wars #sw prequels #star wars smut

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