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[veras1ne]

✮“Delicate.”

I had SO much fun writing this fic!! I’m so sorry it was delayed a little, there were some time constrictions and I’d much rather give you guys a late fic than a rushed and poorly written one. Anyways, Enjoy!! I can’t wait to see yall on the 31st 🦢 🫧

✰Pairing´ˎ˗📀: Anakin Skywalker x AFAB!Bimbo!Reader

✰ ‧₊˚ Summary 🦢: Anakin was out on a mission, leaving you home alone and an opportunity to hit the town. Nightclubs and dancing sounded perfect until he finds his way back home early.

✰ ;➛ WARNINGS🫧: THIS IS AN 18+ SMUT FANFIC. I am NOT responsible for the media you read and consume! Your warnings are the following: Smut, PIV, Fingering, Cum-Stuffing, Anakin being a master manipulator, Slutshaming, Degrading, Use of She/Her, Mentions of Breeding/Pregnancy, squirting, but no explicit mention of it! Try not to blink.

The sound of your dress zipping up and the spritzing of your favorite perfume filled your ears with excitement. Anakin was planned to be away on a trip for several nights, allowing you to sneak away with your closest friends for a night on the town, going to some of the sweetest clubs in your finest clothing. This would be the perfect chance for you to let loose without being kept on a tight leash by him. You could drink, dance, and enjoy yourself to your heart's content.

Tonight, you were finally free to do all that you wanted. You wanted to be selfish and get dirty and nasty with your friends. Of course you were allowed to go out, but statistics forbid you to be able to wear your tightest skirts and tops that were downright inappropriate for you to wear anywhere else. Personally, you had seen nothing wrong with your choice of clothing, especially when you got dressed just right, knowing that the explicit clothing wouldn’t matter in the first place as your lover would be right there in the event of anything happening.

The tightness made your waist look amazing, and the thin fabric hugged your curves perfectly. In Anakin’s mind, your clothes left little to the imagination—so little, in fact, that he believed he should be the only one to see you wearing the fabric you loved so much. He believed that he should be the only one to take advantage of you and ravage your mind, body, and soul.

He believed he should be the only one to see every nook and cranny of your body—the one that was specially made for his hands. To him, you were a toy, something he could take whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted. No matter where he went, whether it was his bed or yours or the bar across town, you would always be available to him.

You were his property that he owned, and you loved it. He loved that he was the only thing you thought about, that every being in your soul belonged to him, and that your whole life was centered around being him. It pleased him endlessly when his presence seemed to be the only thing to bring happiness and contentment into your everyday existence.

You relished in the knowledge that he knew every inch of your body; everything you did was because of him. His touch was what caused you to cry out of pleasure. He held you, kissed you, touched you, pleasured you, and told you how much he loved you. His missions were an opportunity for you to get wild without his knowledge, to let out a primal energy that wasn't regularly seen in you while under his every beck and call.

You had loved to be under Ani’s watchful eyes, but to live somewhat of a secret second life was something that made you feel sexy and powerful. Sure, others saw you as naive and just a pretty face, but you simply loved it. You loved dressing pretty in pink and always sipping on smooth champagne. In Anakin’s words, you were “ditzy.” And he liked it. It felt good to have you wrapped tightly around his finger.

You were just too good for him. He loved having you completely at his mercy, giving him whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. You were a gift that no man or god could give him. The way you met was almost immediately revealing to your character: him being assigned to nearly babysit you while you traveled with your father throughout the galaxy, accompanying your father as the face of his campaign for his politics.

He became enamored by your innocent beauty and decided he wanted you to be his. You didn’t realize it, but he began to court you, solidifying his belief that you were rather bubble-headed, not that he minded in the slightest way.

He watched you giggle uncontrollably during a joke, hearing him chuckle when you cried out in disgust when you accidentally stepped in a liquid that had taken form on the floor. He had found you absolutely delicious, and his obsession had gotten the best of him. His lust had grown more intense, taking over any sense of logic and reasoning. He would come home after long missions and find you waiting for him, begging for him to touch you, kiss you, and fuck you. Your soft body begged to be touched, but Anakin couldn’t bring himself to give in.

As much as he desired you in the moment, his job had taken priority, and he had to be away from you until now. He hadn’t told you of his return, wishing to surprise you and see your pretty face filled with delight as his boots echoed down the hallway to your door, clacking upon arrival. Although it had only been a few days, to him, it felt like weeks away from your beautiful body, which fit right with his. He had missed you, and he wanted to prove you right.

As you smoothed out your top in the mirror, the jiggling of your front door’s knob caught your attention. Anakin’s voice calling out your name brought a smile to your face, making you rush out into the living room, heels clicking as you ran. The sight that greeted you, however, made your heart leap in your chest.

The man that stood before you was handsome in his Jedi robes. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he smiled down at you, a slight smirk on his lips. Anakin was clearly excited to see you, his arms open, expecting a hug. “Hi Baby! You’re home!” you almost screamed, joyously, running into his muscular arms.

You wrapped your own around his broad back and pulled him closer to you, pressing your nose into his neck and inhaling his smell of fresh soap and pine trees. “I didn’t know you were coming. I missed you so much, baby!” You exclaimed happily, kissing the side of his jawline before pulling away and admiring his strong build.

His face contorted in confusion as he looked at you, seeing you in your pink outfit fixed with your primmed and perfect hair and your finest heels. “What are you wearing, honey? I didn’t think you knew I was coming home.” You smiled at him blankly, not understanding his words. “I was about to go out with some girls from the club downtown; that’s okay, right?" He nodded slowly, trying to comprehend where you got the idea that you could go outside looking like that. “Of course that’s alright,” his voice trailed off as he entered your kitchen. “But I know you aren’t going out dressed like that." You tilted your head, confused. “Like that? What’s wrong with this?” “I should be the only one seeing you dressed like that. Your tits are halfway spilling out of your top; I wouldn’t even be surprised if other men tried to look at you the way only I do," he snapped at you, frustrated that you were trying to question his authority.

You rolled your eyes at his reaction, turning around and beginning to walk to your bedroom. “Oh really? Well, I guess maybe you should change the way you look at me if you hate it so much.” You scoffed as you walked past him, heading to your closet. “Besides, if you hate what I’m wearing so badly, why don’t you come and take it off?" You turned around with a devilish smirk on your face, wanting to see his reaction.

You never expected such a fierce and passionate response. A growl escaped his throat as he stomped towards you, slamming you up against the wall and pinning you there with ease. He pushed you against the wall roughly, ravanging your neck and placing wet, open kisses on your exposed skin. He nibbled on your collarbone, sucking lightly, causing you to moan and shiver. “I could rip your clothes right off," his low voice whispered into your ear, his lips close enough to yours for you to feel his hot breath. “Of course you’d love that, wouldn’t you?" He chuckled darkly as he released his grip on your shoulders and placed his forehead on yours.

The sight of Anakin’s eyes staring straight into yours made you forget all about the situation, instead focusing on the sensation of his hot breath fanning across your skin, his hand coming up to your face, and forcing eye contact between the two of you. “I've waited too long for you, Ani. My fingers couldn’t fuck me like you can. I need you so bad.” Your breathing was labored and unstable, with his hands harshly grabbing your wrists as he pinned you to your shared bed, which had grown so cold on his side.

He leaned down and kissed you passionately, his tongue brushing against your lip before slipping inside, exploring the depths of your mouth. His hands made short work of your miniskirt, and completely demolishing your beautiful designer top.

You were completely lost in him as he devoured you, his fingers tugging your hair slightly as he continued to press you against the bed, your hips bucking and rubbing against the fabric of his pants, the thin cotton of your pants creating friction on your clit that you so elegantly craved.

You moaned loudly into his mouth, his hands still holding your wrists above your head as his mouth roamed over your body, leaving a trail of hickeys all over your neck, chest, and stomach.

His right hand came down to your pussy, pushing your pants to the side as he reveled in your wet genitalia, your pre-cum acting as a lube for his thick and dry fingers, pushing their way into your hole, scissoring them against your walls, and loosening your tight muscles that pulsed against his flesh. You groaned louder than ever as his skilled fingers moved in and out of your slick and swollen entrance, his mouth moving to your breast, nibbling and licking.

A few minutes later, your eyes were closed, and tears streamed down your cheeks as pleasure rocked through you relentlessly.

A low grunt fell from your lips as Anakin removed his fingers from your pussy, placing a kiss on your clit as he replaced his fingers with his erect cock that prodded your tight hole. “I need you inside me, Ani. My pussy has been so empty; missed you so much.” Your encouragement was the final push for him, with his head pushing into your tiny slit.

He was careful at first, making sure to enter slowly and deeply, feeling how good it felt to finally be inside you, a scream ripping itself from your throat, your nails scratching at the sheets beneath your body as you writhed and trembled underneath him. “You’re so tight, my dove. I can’t get enough of you. So beautiful.” He spoke softly, his voice strained with effort, and his eyes focused solely on your swollen opening as he thrust in and out of your body, your back arching against the mattress as he took your sweet pussy apart, splitting you on his dick.

His cock rubbed against your sensitive walls, hitting every part of your insides as he fucked you hard and fast. “I should’ve known you were so desperate for me the moment I came through the door. I could practically smell your desperation like a dog; guess I’m fucking you like a bitch though, aren’t I?” You whined as you gripped tightly to the sheets beneath you. His movements became faster and harder, hitting your most sensitive spot, his hands leaving your body and taking refuge tangled in your hair, pulling it as you let out a pleasured screech.

Your entire body shook violently with each stroke of his cock, gripping the sheet beneath you. His voice deepened as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. “Such a slut, you know that? Your pussy is so deep, she’s swallowing me whole. I missed her so bad and the way she clenched around my fat cock," he roared out, his orgasm rising as you came undone, your juices spurting as you gushed around him, clawing at his back and seemingly drawing blood. "Anakin," you sobbed as he pumped his cock faster, his hips stuttering as he came hard, his seed flooding deep inside you.

With an animalistic growl, he collapsed on top of you. His heavy breathing and harsh heartbeat filled your ears, his large body covering your smaller frame. “Once a slut, always a slut, but at least you’re mine," he muttered hoarsely, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, breathing deeply in your scent, a smile stretching across his face as he placed a wet kiss on your jawline, thrusting into you one last time, pushing his cum deep inside of you.

“Maybe I should get you pregnant, breed you like a little bitch, and let everybody know that this pussy belongs to me."

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[fuckmyskywalker]

What if you, Hannah and I ALL made out

Just sayin 🦢❤️

...Go on... I'm listening 👁️ 👁️

But who's gonna be in the middle?🤨 I vote for the shortest one

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya answers! #𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 vera my love! #veras1ne

[hanasnx]

Me coming out of anon asks to just point out how when Indy literally says ANYTHING all of us rush to worship the ground they walk on 😭 srsly though I love your work Indy and I love the new layout it fits you beautifully 🫶🏻

LMAO this made me laugh. i’m so vain— which is what i’ve advertised from the beginning— i like to think my audience knows how i like to be talked to 🫶

thank you for the compliments also !! welcome out into the open. and saying the theme fits me makes me so 🥹soft. eeee <33

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[foreverburningstar]

Hi baby :)🫶🏻

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im doing alright! super hot today but i survived and im currently witnessing a beautiful sunset, how are you doing!?! 🫶

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[veras1ne]

✰࿐ ˊˎ- “BITE ME.”

Hi Doves!! This is my first fic from the Saw franchise!

I’m really excited for the months following as I’ll be posting more frequently and have a lot more lined up!! I hope you all enjoy this fic!

🫧Pairing: Adam Faulkner-Stanheight x Fem!Apprentice!Reader

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🦢: I am NOT responsible for the media you read and consume! Your warnings are the following: Kidnapping, Stalking, Taking pictures without consent, Sex, PIV, Blowjobs, Pervert Behavior by Adam and Reader.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Adam believed his life would be over, but it turned out a certain apprentice had a different idea in mind. Now he has to follow a new set of rules

The scraping of metal tinged in your ear as you hauled the heavy contraption down the grimy hallway. You just nearly felt the vibrations through the tile flooring beneath your feet.

Adam’s eyes were droopy and his body frail and tired, yet his mind was widely awake. He couldn’t remember where he was last; he recalled picking at the skin of his shoulder that once was flushed with dried blood and the means for infection, courtesy of Dr. Lawrence Gordon’s gunshot that still rang in his ears weeks later. He hadn’t expected Lawrence to come back for him; in fact, he truly believed that he would die in that room, only surrounded by white tile and shit stains on the walls. His ankle was covered in blood and blistered skin. The friction of the chains caused his skin to burn and ache, leading his voice to scream and call out to anyone who was listening. His last wish was for someone to hear him, but he didn’t ever expect to truly be out of this nightmare. He wasn’t aware someone was coming for him, stalking him and preying on him.

But you did.

You pulled open the door to the room, and it screeched like nails on a chalkboard against the concrete wall. Adam’s blurry mind at the loud noise Other than his own desperate screaming and beckoning, he hadn’t heard any relevant sounds to aid him in his escape in days.

There was no sound to indicate another life. Lawrence had abandoned him; Jigsaw was nowhere to be seen, and all that was left was the burning ache of his wailing and the sound of the security cameras buzzing.But none of those things are registered in Adam’s mind now. His eyes were wide and fearful. The sight of an unknown face—someone who looked like them—was enough to make him startle and panic. His mouth was gagged, and his neck was embellished with a metal collar. On the inside of the collar were several rows of nails, and the tips of the needles were each plucked and perfectly arranged to suffocate him and create panic. Connected to his collar was a chain padlocked into the wall.

He was just barely being suffocated by the claustrophobic heat of the room and the relentless tugging of the chains that bound him to his collar. The air that entered his nostrils was thick and stale and tasted sourly of iron.

Sweat poured from his forehead onto his already sweaty hairline. It pooled at the small of his back. He began to quiver once he realized that whoever came into this room had no intention of leaving it anytime soon. “Hello Adam. I want to play a game.” Your voice echoed throughout the chamber-like walls. “You’d consider yourself a photographer, wouldn’t you, Adam? I sure would.” You stepped further towards him and shoved a box of photos in his lap, the box containing pictures of yourself in excessively vulnerable situations, like finding yourself in the hallway of different hook-up apartments or in your own home, some even depicting yourself getting undressed in the shower. “You’ve spent your life following others, but you’ve chosen the wrong person to follow, Adam.” You took another step towards him, reaching your hand out and pressing it against his face, caressing the side of his cheek. “You probably thought you could live your life without consequence for your actions, but you’re wrong. Just like how one wrong move could be the end of your life, so follow my rules and play nice, sweetheart." You smiled a thin smile filled with malice and lust.

A grin so fake that it was more than believable, if a bit unsettling. You grabbed his collar and yanked him upwards, the metal biting deep into his flesh, untying his makeshift gag and throwing the fabric onto the ground. His swollen cheeks and puffy eyes only made your lust for him grow so much stronger. “What do you want from me?” His voice was hoarse but whiny and strong with misery. “What’s wrong? You wanted to see me so badly before, and now that you can, you don’t like it? You should be grateful. John wanted to leave you there to starve; Mandy wanted to put you out of your misery, but not me. I wanted to meet you face-to-face." He let out a small breath as your hands slipped over his bare shoulders, down his chest, and back to his arms, squeezing them as you reached them, his muscles flexing under your hands. “I guess you’ll finally get to see everything in live motion, and not just from one of your silly pictures.” You moved your lips closer to his ear. His breathing hitched as he looked at you with glossed-over eyes, and his pupils dilated to slits as he stared at you. “Tell me what else you think is wrong, Adam. Tell me how you feel about being here. Tell me how you really are." As you whispered in his ear, you squeezed your fingers harder onto his upper arm.

You watched him squirm and whimper. “Oh fuck, man.” His hands found their way to your hips. “What did you do with those photos of me, Adam? Did you think about me at night?” You gave him a sly smile as you toyed with the lock on his collar. “Do you want me to take off my shirt? Do you want me to lay it across the chair so you can touch me? What kind of fantasy do you have of me, baby?” You leaned forward so that your chest pressed firmly into his.

Your lower leg rested against his crotch, pressing down and giving him his strongly desired relief. “Do you want me, Adam?” Your hand brushed his hair back; it was greasy and had dried blood and sweat in between strands, but at that point in time, nothing else mattered; only he did. "Shit, you’re fucking crazy, dude.” Your face snapped at his response, changing from pleasure to anger. “I would watch your attitude if you want to get out of here alive. Remember my rules, Adam; play nicely.” You tugged on the chain binding him, drawing a few beads of blood out of his neck. “Bite me.” He spat at you, his words stinging on your lips as you captured his in an angry, heated kiss.

He sucked your tongue into his mouth while you moaned into it; your lips parted slightly as you explored your tongue with his, and your hands were wandering his body. They slid up his chest to his shoulders, then his neck, then his jawline, until they tangled in his dirty locks. He pulled you closer until you were completely wrapped around him, grinding your hips into his groin as minutes felt like hours with your lips interlocked. “Fuck, I fucking knew you were perfect, so pretty.” He cried out against your lips, his hands gripping your waist tightly and pulling your hips down against him.

You both moaned when you felt his erection rubbing against your clitoral area through your trousers and underwear, his cock hardening even more against you. Your hips slid against his jeans as you sat on the floor, tucking your knees under your thighs. Cold hands slid across his jeans, unbuckling his belt and sliding off his blue trousers, hooking his underwear, and pulling them down.

You opened your mouth slowly, sliding your bottom lip along the tip of his erect penis. Your tongue danced delicately, sucking him off gently and softly. His head hung low as he groaned against your mouth.

His arms encircled your waist, keeping you pressed into his warm, hard body. “Are you enjoying yourself, Adam?” you asked quietly, licking away the last remnants of cum. He nodded quickly, turning his face away so he didn’t have to look you in the eyes. He couldn’t hold your stare and instead opted for staring at the ceiling, his arms still tight around your waist. He shivered as you continued sucking on his cock. “Yes, yes. That feels so good.” He gasped as your lips closed around the head, taking his full shaft into your desperate throat. He buckled his knees, his hips rocking into you roughly as you swallowed him down, moaning lightly as your nails dug deeply into his skin, nearly breaking it and almost bruising them as he tried desperately not to cum too early.

He clenched his fists, digging his own nails harshly into the skin of your shoulders as he guided your head up and down his hard cock. You licked the length of the base of it until it was throbbing painfully.

You took him to the back of your throat, holding him in place as you drank him down slowly. “Oh shit…” He breathed out as his body trembled, his eyes wild, and he panicked with desire, feeling his own orgasm rising in his abdomen. You pulled his cock out of his mouth, much to his displeasure and anger.

His whimpers made your hole clench around the emptyness that you so desired to be filled. “If I unchained you right now, would you scream and run? You remember the rules, right? Let’s see if you’ll still play by them once you’ve gotten your freedom. Get on your knees.”

His face was distorted in confusion, not quite understanding what for. "Look, man, I’m not into that sort of thing." He shook his head and looked at you in fear, sitting down on the cold floor anyway. “I’m taking your collar off, not pegging you with a knife.” The keys from your pocket jingled as you unlocked them, the heavy metal contraption falling to the floor. He removed his white shirt that was covered in dried blood, his pale body glistening with sweat and grime that covered every inch of his smooth chest. You placed the collar on the table next to you as you pulled him to the chair nearby. “Are you sure that this is what you want, Adam?” Your expression showed genuine concern.

Even though it was true you had locked him up in this room and kept him as your personal hostage only to give him a sloppy head, you still had a heart, and you were determined to give it to him in its entirety. “Put that pretty pussy right on my cock, please.” You smiled at him as you pushed your black pants and panties down to the floor, straddling his muscular thighs and kissing his neck.

His body twitched as you slid down his shaft, bottoming out as your pussy stretched around his dick, gushing around his flesh. “Shit, Adam.” You sighed, loving the heat of his body in the cold room, the wet warmth against your insides, and the way your juices trickled down the shaft of his dick and dripped in soft puddles onto the floor. You began moving up and down his cock with slow, steady strokes, adjusting your puckering hole to his shaft. Your legs started shaking as he lifted himself up, thrusting into you deep, your nipples pebbling, and your core tightening as your body began to move in rhythm to his movements.

His face flushed red, his eyes became glassy, his head thrown back, and his mouth opened in pleasure. His hands gripped your waist tighter, taking full control of your body movements as they related to your wet heat. His hands ran up and down your hips, his fingers sliding up and down your waist, causing you to tighten and pull harder on his shaft. He groaned loudly, his cock hitting all of your sweet spots as he pumped into you.

You were panting, your eyes closing as you focused on the way your walls tightened around his cock. “Did you ever touch yourself with those pictures of me, Adam? Did you imagine what it would be like to fuck me?" He bit his lower lip as he began to growl against your shoulder, releasing his grip on your waist as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. “F-fuck, every night. I wanted to know what your tight pussy would feel like around my cock.” He ground against your pussyrelentlessly until your whole body started shaking. “I knew you were a disgusting little pervert." You were so close, and his confession only drew you closer.

You could feel your juices dripping into your pussy as he continued to pump into you, pushing you further and further toward your release. You arched your back, reaching your hands behind you to grab onto something to help hold on to as you came. You screamed his name as you came hard, your pussy clenching around his thick cock, still chasing his orgasm as he pound into you, overstimulating your sore nerves.

His body tensed, his muscles trembling violently as he spilled his seed inside you, filling you to the brim. His arms wrapped themselves around your back as he held you close. “That felt so good. So fucking amazing.” His voice shook as he spoke against your neck. You turned so that your faces were level, and his arms were still wrapped around you. You kissed him tenderly, your lips lingering on his, before you pulled away. “Congratulations, Adam. You’ve won your game. You have been reborn.” He smiled and wet his lips. “So was that, like, a reverse rebirth kind of thing?” Your face turned from joy to bewilderment, and it only took one sentence from an idiot. “Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

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[veras1ne]

♟️ 🍒 WITH ANI PLZZ

“Insubordinate.”

Hi angel! Sorry I took so long on this request, took a short mental break hiatus because I’ve had a lot on my schedule and it’s caused me to force a break on myself but I’m back and I’m here with your request :)<3🦢

Special thank you to @anisbaby for giving me silly little notes on this and basically being my beta reader LOL

Find my prompt lists here! They are divided into smutfic prompts and fluffy prompts!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Dealing with jealousy was not a strong suit of Anakin’s, and seeing you with another man very close to him was certainly a recipe for a hot disaster, but in the end I think you’ll find it was more of a beautiful disaster.

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: Your media consumption is NOT my responsibility, these are your warnings for the following: Jealous sex, semi-public, forbidden relationships, squirting, cum eating, PIV, cunnalingus/eating pussy.

🫧Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/AFAB!Reader

Your laughter pierced through the garden of the Jedi temple. While working there, you became familiar with many of the masters and padawans alike, enough to even form a relationship with their most prized knight, General Skywalker. He often visited your quarters, and you would spend long hours in his company chatting about anything and everything, sharing stories of the war as it unfolded.

What blossomed as a small friendship bloomed into watching the sunrise and taking warm showers holding one another. It was love at first sight. You just couldn’t get enough of him, and he couldn’t get enough of you.Your thoughts were constantly clouded by the feeling of his lips on yours and the heat in your chest when your eyes would meet.

One thing you knew about Anakin was how he felt about competition, and more specifically, jealousy.

Although he knew that there was no other person or creature in the system that could compare to the love that you felt for him, his heart twinged whenever he saw you with another, smiling and laughing in the way that only he made you feel happy. In his mind, he should be the only one to make you feel the butterflies he puts in your stomach and the way your lips fit so perfectly like puzzle pieces.

Even with others he knew very well, like Master Kenobi, his mind couldn’t help but wander as he caught the two of you conversing in the gardens as you were working on planting a new flowerbed.

Your giggles took him back to reality as you looked at Obi-Wan, smiling as he was telling you about something Master Yoda had said earlier that day. "Master Yoda always finds a way to amuse me, but enough about him. I hope the Sun has not been too harsh on you today, yes? I take it you and my padawan have quite the relationship; I always catch the pair of you chatting about,” He playfully suggested it, giving you a sly smile. You turned your head, setting down the shovel, and smiled. "Master Kenobi, you know Anakin and I are just friends. I’ve been working at this temple so long that he’s practically a brother to me." You dusted your hands on your apron, wiping the dirt and clay off and onto your clothes, and moved to the next spot you had dug out before Master Kenobi got your attention.

Anakin’s face fell slightly when you said that, ignoring that Jedi were not supposed to have romantic feelings for others in the first place. "Ah, of course. Well, I must attend my class in order to train the younglings. Hopefully they haven’t been causing any havoc in the gardens recently." He waved his hand dismissively at the following conversation, quickly moving on. "Of course not; have a good session, Master." You smiled and waved goodbye, turning your attention to the abandoned flowers, not realizing the footsteps coming from behind you.

You turned to greet the presence and froze. Anakin’s face was flushed with jealousy and, ultimately, rage. Normally he would put situations like these behind him, but there it was, his deep blue eyes burning holes into you. “Oh, please, don’t let me disturb you. I wouldn’t want my friendly presence to cause you trouble." His words spat like heat from a fire, scorching your skin and causing you to scoff. “Ani, you know it isn’t like that at all; I just didn’t know what to tell him. I don’t want to mess anything up for you." Your voice lowered to barely above a whisper, knowing he couldn’t hear you despite being right beside you. “Please, Anakin, let’s just leave it alone; you know I would never do that to you." You pleaded softly, trying your hardest to keep yourself together.

Anakin shook his head and smiled. "You can call me your friend all you want, but I didn’t think that being just friends meant that I fuck the shit out of you every night and make you scream my name." His hand drifted to your waist, pulling you in to whisper in your ear, "You know that Master Kenobi couldn’t fuck your pussy as good as I can." The words sent chills down your spine as he ran his teeth along your neck and bit the lobe gently.

Your mouth hung open as if you were shocked by his boldness. A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest, sending goosebumps down your arms and causing your entire body to heat up and send fireworks through your fingertips. His grip tightened ever so slightly on the flesh below as he trailed kisses across your cheek.

His breath ghosted against your lips, sending shivers up and down your spine. "Anyone could catch us here, and yet you still want me so bad, don’t you?" You whined as he kissed you, needing to feel his naked skin on yours. Anakin, please. Don’t play these games with me." His hand slipped beneath your apron, caressing over your hips, fingers grazing against your pants, teasing your sensitive nerves.

Your knees nearly buckled under you, and you whimpered against his mouth. His tongue danced around yours and teased you with light strokes.

All you could feel was his hot body, his touch, his scent, and his taste. He lifted your body to rest on his hips, capturing your lips in a kiss and backing into a door, jiggling the doorknob, and walking into the nearest empty room. "You look so divine when you’re out working. Even if you’re all sweaty and dirty, a little grime never hurts anyone." You jeered at his comment, making a face of disgust: "Maker, Anakin, you’re gross." He smiled at you as he set you on the table in front of you, saying, "I don’t think you’ll be saying that after I eat out this pussy. I want to see you cream all on my face, baby." Your breathing grew heavy as lust filled his gaze as he stripped you from your heavy apron and made short work of your dark pants and underwear.

His hands gripped your hips possessively as his thumb traced your folds while his mouth worked to suckle you, earning a loud moan.

The need for his touch had taken control, driving you crazy, and you pushed his head closer to your chest. The feel of his warm tongue swirling over your clit caused you to arch back and thrust your hips forward involuntarily.

Your hands gripped the sides of his head, pushing further towards the center as you moaned louder and louder each time he licked harder, the slurping of your juices causing you to be taken aback in pleasure as he arched you towards your release. Your nose scrunched as you tugged on his hair, eliciting a moan out of his mouth as he pinned down your thighs, causing you to stop squirming as they shook. He was relentless in his attack, and you could feel your orgasm rippling through.

His teeth lightly grazed your entrance as he slowly sank his tongue back inside you, licking away your cum and juices as you gasped in pure ecstasy. He continued for a few minutes, sucking and playing with your clit until he stopped, kissing the inside of your thighs and coming up from your pussy, his chin glistening from your cum and liquids.

After his tongue had left you and you were able to catch your breath, you reached your arms up to cup his jaw as you gazed into his eyes. "Thank you, baby." Anakin smirked before removing his robes and belt, "You know nobody else could ever fuck you like I can." His voice was snarky and vile, his dark blue eyes staring at you almost as if he had something to prove as he pulled out his cock and positioned himself at your entrance, sliding into you slowly with a soft groan. Shortly, you were moaning underneath his thrusts and begging for more of his touches.

Once again, he placed his lips on yours as he picked up the pace and moved his hips faster, creating sparks between your bodies that made you squirm on the table. "Thank you so fucking much—thank you, Ani." You moaned out in a whine as he tweaked with your nipple, eliciting a shock through your body, which translated to pleasure. You clutched onto his shoulders as he continued to move faster, your legs shaking beneath him. You came in a rush as his thrusts hit your sweet spot, as well as a few spasms in his cock as he chased his own high.

You cried out once more as he continued to move his hips rapidly into yours, the overstimulation bringing you to another orgasm, this time your liquids spraying on your partner, soaking your bodies in your release as he came inside of you, the both of your cum dripping from your pussy as he wiped it with his fingers and stuffed his cream back into your wet hole. "Put your pants and apron on. We’re going to take a little stroll back to your quarters," he commanded, handing your garments to you as you obeyed him.

Taking your hand, he helped you get back to your feet as he wrapped his robe around you, leaving him in his undershirt and pants.

The light of the sun made you squint as you looked outside, your attention being redirected as Obi-Wan coughed next to you, his face filled with disgust and recognition, but no words were exchanged.

“Hello Master!" Anakin smiled at him cheerfully and waved as Master Kenobi walked past, trying to avoid the mess between you and Anakin. “Anakin." He dismissed Ani with a nod, walking off and trying not to laugh as he sensed your embarrassment once you slapped Anakin’s arm. "Anakin! What happened to being inconspicuous?" He smiled at you, holding your waist, and said, "Just a reminder that I’m the only one you should be touching yourself to at night." His pride struck a chord with you as you scoffed.

"You really are gross."

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༉‧₊˚. “Devil in Disguise.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Smut but not necessarily any plot! Proceed with caution this is your checkpoint! I am not responsible for any media you decide to consume <3

🫧➷ Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x AFAB!Reader (Apologies that this one isn’t Gender Neutral! Based on my own personal life it’s just easier for me to write AFAB smutfics).

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: Your warnings are as followed 🦢 Explicit smut, PIV, fingering, corruption kink, religion used in a NSFW way, creampie, virgin!reader

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You were still unsure of how you ended up in this position.

Anakin’s fingers were buried deep inside your sopping cunt as he hiked up your shirt in order to expose your chest. His lips were working on a particularly sweet spot just below the crook of your neck, his tongue swirling languidly over it. You were sure it would leave a mark, one that was visible and harsh, and at the very least would leave you waking up and wondering what devil had taken advantage of you the night prior.

The devil in question, though, was your sweet, loving boyfriend, one to whom you had promised your life and love, but not before making him very aware that it was in your motives to wait ‘til marriage, and still, you had ended up with your Bible in hand, being forced to read verse by verse as he fucked you stupid. Not that it really mattered anymore, though, given that his body and his fingers were moving so well inside your tight hole. "Read Hebrews 13:4 back to me, baby. Don’t be shy; you and I both know that if this were such a sin, God wouldn’t have placed your perfect body in the hands of a sinner like myself, would he?" His words were getting lost in an orgasmic haze as he thrust them into you again and again, each one bringing forth more bliss than the last. "Let marriage be held in honor among all." Your voice cracked as your moans slipped through your words.

As you tried to hide in the bedsheets, a hand took reign of your hair, pulling it back to look back on your Bible, the one Anakin had commissioned to be made for you, highlighted and bookmarked with your favorite verses. "Come on, Angel. You know you can do it; just one more for me, and I’ll let you cum on my cock." The rasp in his voice rang out in your ears, making you whimper and writhe under his grasp, with only his hand lodged in your hair holding you in place.

As you regained your composure, you looked around in a frenzy in order to find your place on the page: "And let the marriage bed be undefiled, for God will judge the sexually immoral and adulterous." Your voice was high-pitched and whiny, essentially pleading for him to give you what you so desperately lusted after. He could never refuse you anything, and even though you loved him dearly, you knew that, but he did love you too much to give himself fully over to your every whim. "What a good little dove you are, letting me corrupt you under God’s watchful eye." His fingers worked their way out of your cunt as he rolled away from you, leaving a sickening trail of your fluids connecting to his fingers as he brought them up to his lips to taste you.

The sight of him licking your juices off of them gave you goosebumps, and you remembered that the cool metal of his promise ring was inside of you just moments ago. "Don’t worry, baby; you should know I keep my promises." His breath fanned against your ear as he moved your body to face him; instead of being met with lacy white sheets, your eyes were met with his watercolor blue irises. "Such a good little whore for me. Imagine if those at your church knew all about the things that you let me do to you." His smile was smug, knowing you would do anything for him, even if it meant exchanging your place in heaven for his fingers that brushed so elegantly against the inside of your thighs or how his body fit so perfectly against yours like a missing puzzle piece.

The sound that escaped your lips was somewhere between a moan and a sob. You were unable to deny the feelings that washed over you when he teased your clitoral area relentlessly, preparing and distracting you from the stretch of his cock that was briefly painful. You had known Anakin long enough to understand what he intended, yet you could not help yourself. "Please, please take me now." Your body shook in anticipation as his cock finally bottomed out, eliciting another sharp cry from your lips at the sensation.

A few deep breaths seemed to momentarily calm your mind down as he held you and soothed you.

Even in the most blasphemous and downright sinful situations that you and Anakin had gotten yourselves into before, he had always made sure to care for you and match your energy and level of comfortability.

Your hand had squeezed his, letting him know that you were ready for what came next, as your body had tensed up once again as he began slowly fucking you hard, his hand cupped in yours and your lips pressed firmly against his. Oh, my God, Ani," you breathed out, his dick pumping in and out of you. "God can’t save you now, my angel. Don’t beg for mercy from him; you need to beg for me." His speaking was sloppy and breathy, and his pace got increasingly faster as he chased his own high. “Please, Anakin, I’m going to cum.." A string of whines and pleas slipped past your lips as his hand caressed your cheek lovingly.

Your hips lifted to meet his thrusts as he continued fucking you furiously, his fingers digging deeper into your hips as he pulled out and plunged back in forcefully.

A overwhelming sensation overcame your body as you reached your thighs,  quivering at the pleasure and roughness of Anakin’s movements, with his falling close behind you seconds later. His teeth latched onto your shoulder in order to bite softly, his grip tightening ever so slightly as he let go of you to come deep inside of you. Anakin groaned as he came undone in your embrace, removing his cock from inside you and lying beside you, just holding your now tired and sweaty body in his arms. "I love you, Angel. Thank you for trusting me with this." He smiled at you and rubbed your sides, allowing you to still come down from your post-orgasmic haze. "I love you so much, Ani." Your voice reassured him, and you took his hand and led him to your bathroom. Allowing the steam of your shower to clear your senses, you quickly became aware of all the marks on your body that your dearest lover had left on you.

“Anakin, we have church tomorrow."

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⋆.࿔“Solicitation.”🦢

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Anakin found himself growing closer with you over the years, even so committing himself to you, and only you. But this time he flew too close to the sun, and you simply followed.

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: THIS FIC CONTAINS NSFW CONTENT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED FOR THE FOLLOWING: PIV Sex, Masturbation, Handjob, Stalker!Anakin, kinda Stockholmish, Perverted Anakin, Degrading, Subtle Manipulation, Verbal Consent

Pairing🫧: Padawan!Anakin x Padawan!Reader 🚨BOTH ADULTS, I do not write sexual scenes with underaged characters.🚨

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The air was hot and damp, and the silence was replaced with angry grunts and groans of frustration.

Your lightsaber clashed with his, eliciting a nasty clash of electricity as your bodies slid against each other, creating a tango of competition and friendly yet belligerent rivalry. Your face was red; you were panting for breath and trying to remain poised, awaiting his next strike. You were so focused on blocking his attack that you couldn't even sense when he changed direction abruptly, turning his attention elsewhere. His body pressed against yours, pressing down on your back as you were forced to drop your own saber in favor of supporting his weight with your arms, creating distance between your bodies.

He could feel your warmth radiating from you, warming the cool air around him in this little space. It made it harder for you to breathe, and it seemed to make everything slower.

His lightsaber filled the now silent air with buzzing, accompanied by his rushed breaths. You met his eyes with a cold stare opposed to his warm one, forcing him to retract the blade of his saber and smile, "I think this one was a tie.” His voice cracked as his cheeks lit up. "Not this time, Ani.” You returned his smile, slipping through the created distance and regaining possession of your lightsaber. "Besides, you’re going to have to do better than that pickup line, Mister Chosen One."

He shrugged nonchalantly, picking up the robe he had shed earlier in your sparring session. His eyes met yours again with a smirk. "Maybe I will.” Your eyes widened from his snarky comment; you weren’t quite used to his attitude yet when it came to your relationship, or at least, whatever it was.

It was hours after dark, and the both of you should have been in bed ages ago, yet you were both drawn by each other's competitiveness. In Anakin’s mind, it was you that drew him into this rivalry, but he knew you would never let that happen. In some ways, he saw a lot of Master Kenobi in you, down to the way the both of you are sticklers for rules and follow the Jedi Code.

In almost all ways, however, you and Anakin were opposites, which only made you two more alike. His blatant disregard for most rules was infuriating, but you missed the intoxicating feeling of discord and his disobedience whenever you were apart, whereas your obedience made him roll his eyes and tease you, but truly he was entranced by your commitment to the Jedi Order.

It reminded him of how much you were different from himself and from anyone else. You were different, but not in the way everyone else was different; no, you were special to Anakin, and he made it a point in his life to make you his one goal. His one priority His only devotion

He would protect you with all that he had, even if it meant sacrificing his happiness, his peace of mind, and his allegiance to the Jedi Order.

For you, he would be happy with anything, and anything you asked of him, he would comply wholeheartedly.

He followed you around like a shadow, memorizing your routine and what you liked to do and what you hated. He learned what your favorite items of clothing were, and especially what pants you cherished more than the others. His actions were perverted, and he knew it, but to him, it didn’t matter. He wanted to know every inch of your very mind and soul, to stick like an urchin in the back of your mind, consuming it all. He would gladly sacrifice everything for you, but you wouldn’t accept any of it. Even so, Anakin would still fight tooth and nail to get you to trust him enough to open up to him. To see things from his perspective, even though his heart and intentions weren’t as pure as he would want them to be.

The rain outside fastened as raindrops raced against each other on the windows, bashing them with a satisfying ‘thunk.’ Your mind was racing as you hurried down the hall to meet the door of your quarters. You knew staying out this late and being caught would have resulted in a nasty earful from your master, and that was one you could do without for the rest of your life.

Tonight, though, you felt a presence near you, watching you. Following you. It wasn’t just a typical presence; this one had a presence within the force. The watchful eye was not concerning but rather comforting, almost like someone you were familiar with. Yet you couldn’t place who. It didn’t seem to be malicious, but perhaps just confused, or maybe it was merely curious about you, or maybe it was your own subconscious playing tricks on you? Either way, you had chosen to ignore it, entering your quarters, swiftly undressing yourself, and walking into your steamer.

You stepped inside, closing the door behind you. The steam began to flow, enveloping you in its warm embrace. You leaned against the wall, sliding down to the floor and wrapping your arms around yourself. As you continued to lay there, listening to your heavy breathing, the presence beside you became stronger, almost uneasy, but just as you had noticed it, it had vanished. The warm water overtook your body, clouding your mind as it took you into a deep sleep.

When you awoke, you found yourself under your comforter, dressed in a large shirt and your favorite underwear, neither of which you can remember putting on. In fact, all you could remember was taking a shower, never getting out, or putting on new clothes. Your room was now clean, and everything was restored to its previous place, almost as if it were brand new. You rose from the bed, glancing at the chrono on your nightstand, to discover your tardiness for the meeting with your master and the council—somewhat of a performance check-up, they insisted.

Your eyebrow twitched as you found your robe and underclothing neatly laid out for you, exactly where you leave them every night. As you donned your uniform clothing, the smell of linen and soap filled your nose, reminiscent of freshly cleaned laundry and your favorite scent of dryer sheets. You paced down the hall, fumbling with your lightsaber as you tried to hurriedly put it back in its holster.

While your focus was on your saber, you failed to notice the person in front of you as you found yourself hitting a rather large and, frankly, quite muscular back. "Apologies, I didn’t see where I was—Anakin?"

He had turned to meet your flustered face, flushed with embarrassment from the moment before. "Excuse me one moment, Master." He dismissed his previous conversation, now focusing on you with a smirk, saying, "I see you’re in quite the hurry. You frowned, now attempting to catch your breath, and rustled around with your robes, attempting to look right again. "Ani, I don’t have time for our quarrels right now; I have a meeting to attend. He paused your rushed explanations with his hand. "It’s already been taken care of; your master was quite understanding when I told them you were under the weather.” Your frown turned into curiosity, then anger. “Anakin, you can’t do this. I have a reputation to uphold; I’m a value to this order, and I won’t let you ruin it.” Your tantrum was short-lived as he grabbed your wrist, took you into the holomap room, and force-slammed the door shut. "I did all of this for you, and you still won’t let me in.” Why won’t you let me in? His eyes were filled with sorrow and misery; it almost seemed pitiful. “Anakin, please help me understand. I don’t get what’s wrong; why are you doing this?” Your voice snapped with confusion as you took his hands in yours, trying to provide some comforting aid to his obvious temper tantrum. "I love you; I’ve done everything for you. I know everything about you; I clothed you, I cared for you, I need you.” His words left you stunned. How could he say something like that? You watched him as his eyes darkened. Anakin, I can’t do this. You know it’s not right. It never will be. "If it’s wrong, then I would rather be caught dead than be right. If you are a curse, then you’re the only curse I would ever wish to be cursed with. I don’t want to live if it’s without you.” He responded, looking into your eyes with such confidence, yet sadness still lied as one truth he wished went untouched.

Your legs felt weak as you placed your head against his chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating as his hand caressed the side of your neck. You could feel the tension between the two of you, and you knew, without a doubt, that he loved you, and maybe you loved him too. There was something about his confession that ignited your soul. Something about the passion that burned inside of you and the tenderness that radiated in his words Maybe it was guilt or the knowledge that he wouldn’t give up; either way, something drew you to him in that moment. You lifted your head off of his chest, looking directly into his eyes. "I want you too, Ani.” Your words were simple, straightforward, and sweet.

His lips parted to meet yours, his kiss calm but obviously frustrated and angry as it turned harsh rather quickly, but you welcomed him, welcoming his tongue into your mouth, tasting every last bit of him, devouring him completely.

You kissed him harder, pulling him closer, wrapping your arms around his waist, and letting out soft moans from deep in your throat. Your core came closer to his cock as you brought yourself closer to his body, feeling the length of him press tightly against you. He groaned as your tongues met once again, fighting for dominance as you tugged on his hair.

His strong grip on your hips tightened as he pushed against you, his erection hardening and pushing against you with increasing force. You released a small gasp, causing him to pull away and attack your neck, leaving tingling spots of passion in their wake as they flushed your skin.

A moan escaped from your lips as he began to trail kisses along your jaw line until reaching your earlobe, his teeth biting on the flesh and his tongue licking the sweet spot. He nipped at it lightly, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin, making you gasp. When you finally opened your mouth to give him another kiss, looping your thumb into his holster, you slowly undressed him as his hands made their way to your own pants as you undressed each other, using your heartbeats as a background to your melody.

You unbuttoned his shirt as he removed your belt. He pulled your tunic over your head, his hand trailing down your bare back and pressing against your ass. He kissed you deeply once more as he brought you to a nearby table, your naked body relishing in the cool temperature of the abandoned table. You pulled apart from the heated, passionate kiss and looked down at his fat cock, your fingers beginning to work their way down towards him. You gripped his dick with your free hand, giving it a light squeeze as he gasped, gripped onto your shoulders, and began thrusting into your hand. He moved faster, thrusting himself deeper into your hand as you began to move faster. His kisses were gentle but pleasurable as he ran his hands down your chest, tweaking your nipples and pinching them.

His thrusts grew in ferocity and speed as you held him close to your face as your other hand pressed against your swollen clitoral area, bringing you pleasure with each passing stroke of your finger. He groaned softly, his body becoming tense as his climax neared, his grip becoming tighter. "Ani, please. I want you, please. Your voice was mimicking a whisper, conserving your voice as if it were the last words you would ever speak.

His hands landed at your hips, massaging your skin before taking your hands and preparing himself to enter your tight cunt. He pushed gently against you, sliding in and out as slowly as possible. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him intensely, encouraging him to give you more.

Soon, his thrusts became rougher, his hands moving up your sides as he entered you fully. "I spent months following you, loving you, and desiring you, and now you belong to me. You’ll only ever belong to me.” He groaned, moving faster inside of you, driving himself deeper and deeper. "Maker, it’s just like I imagined every night. So warm and tight, my own little ragdoll. You were moaning louder as he began slamming harder and faster, both of you breathing heavily as your nails clawed at his back, praying and hoping for every single last drop of his love.

His blood, sweat, and tears were never something you knew you needed, and now that they were given to you, you never wanted to let go. "What a perfect little pussy. You’re going to be a good whore, right? Take all of my cum like the precious little bitch you are.” His words kept you panting and moaning as he kept going until his entire body shuddered, releasing into your begging pussy as you cried out, crying his name as he continued to come down from his orgasm, but needlessly pounding into you, racing against time to meet your own climax.

You pulled him close by the back of his thighs, burying your face into his shoulder and desperately kissing his neck. His cum was painted deep inside your hole as you convulsed and shook once you found release, your thick cream making a mess of your thighs and his lower half.

The warm liquid was quickly absorbed into the table, creating an uncomfortable coldness against your legs. After a few moments of blissful silence, you broke it with your quiet words. "You did all of this just to be with me, Ani? Your voice was hoarse and scratchy, a gross display of the events that had just played out.

He pulled away slightly to glance at your eyes, giving a smile of admiration to you, saying, "I’d be nothing without you. Everything I do is for you; all I ever wanted was you.” He leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on the valley between your chest, his warm lips igniting your body as you lay there, both satisfied and more worried than ever, but the other parts of you felt loved and appreciated. His breath hitched as he looked at you once more, tired and nearly lifeless, only whispering to himself what no one else would hear, only him.

“I will kill for you, Angel.”

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“Take a Break.”

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: So wrapped up in his work, Anakin can’t but bare to be away from his beloved holopad, that is though, until you simply INSIST he must take a break. A 5 minute shower turned rogue might just do the trick.

🫧Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x AFAB!Reader

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: This is your warning for the following: NSFW content, PIV, mild degrading, pretty vanilla compared to some other works.

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Anakin was a busy man.

Being a Jedi in itself was hard work, but being on the council was another, meaning that you began to see your beloved partner less and less as the minutes turned into hours and days turned into nights. One thing that remained, though, was that when he did get a moment to himself, those sweet times were spent trying to convince him to take a break, just for himself, and relax. More often than not, he would ignore your discretions and bury himself in one of your many holopads and screens, consuming media on the holonet as if there was no tomorrow, mostly to see if he had any important updates or tasks he had to keep up with.

That’s the situation you've currently found yourself in. His attention was on one of the many news outlets he had loved to read, while you sat on the opposite-facing sofa, watching his eyes get lost within the words. "Ani, you’ve been reading that dastardly thing for hours now; take a break, please. You know you need it; You’ve got eyebags, and before you know it, you’ll start to get wrinkles with how much you frown at your screen." You teased him, but truly, you meant what you said.

He appeared before you restless and paranoid, and yet he still insisted that he was fine. "That’s nonsense. All these news outlets on the holo-net just don’t know what they’re talking about. They’re making the Jedi Order look like fools." He huffed out, getting up from his seat to grab a drink, not once looking up from his screen. "Just take a quick break, please? I promise your holopad isn’t going anywhere; just a quick 5-minute shower to get your muscles relaxed and all this dirt out of your hair, and you look like you rolled around in a bantha-sty." Your voice echoed out, following a deep sigh coming from Anakin. "5 Minutes. And no face masks this time; the last time you told me to take a break, you put a mask on me and made me look like Master Luminara." That earned a laugh from both of you.

You smiled at him, turning his attention from his holofeed. "Fine, 5 minutes, and then you can go back to your beloved holopad." He grinned, placing his cup down on the table before he made his way over to where you sat. "Let’s go before I change my mind." He looked down at you; his eyes changed from concerned and tired to playful yet serious.

You knew he always took his work seriously, especially since he was eager to earn his rank as master, which he ranted to you about several times earlier that day. Regardless, though, you still valued his time away from it and knew that it was important for him to rest and relax, even if he refused. His hand rested on the small of your back as he helped you off the sofa, guiding you towards the bathroom across the room. Before shutting the door behind you and locking it, you glanced at him over your shoulder. "I’ll start the water; you go on and get out of those clothes; maker knows I need to do laundry anyways." You told him, knowing that he’d start to get antsy with you if this process took too long.

He sighed, turning away from you and starting to undress himself. The only sounds that followed were the faucet running and his grunting every time his belt got stuck because he was trying to act with haste, which turned out to be his enemy in this case. "Anakin Skywalker, if you don’t stop worrying and just take your time, I’m serious. You need to relax, honey. The planet doesn’t revolve around what people perceive you or the order as on the holo-net." You snapped at him, taking him aback and making him furrow his eyebrows.

No words were exchanged as you stripped yourself of your own clothing, taking back the glass door of your shower and stepping in as he followed suit. The water felt wonderful on your skin after such a stressful, yet quite frankly, boring week, and soon the steam surrounding you and his warm breath hit you in waves, soothing your tired body.He stood behind you, letting his fingers trail along the curve of your waist. "Maybe you’re right. I could use a little relaxation." He smirked at you, dipping his fingers below your navel and slowly making his way towards your core, pressing them against it.

The sensation sent tingles up your spine; you couldn’t help but lean into him, a moan escaping your lips as your eyes fluttered shut. A light kiss trailed across your neck, sending goosebumps over your skin, and he chuckled darkly, "You’re so beautiful, you know that?" He whispered, his voice low and husky. You hummed in response, leaning further into him. "I love you." He added, his hands moving to your hips, pulling you closer to him. "Ani, not now. This is about you, baby." You withdrew from him, only getting scolded in return. "Yes, now. There’s never been a better time, Angel." He pulls you into a passionate embrace, pushing you into the wall, and kisses you deeply and passionately.

Your fingers tangled themselves in his curls, causing him to groan lowly into your mouth, and you moaned into his lips, pushing yourself closer to him. "Oh fuck. I need you so badly, Ani." You breathed out, attempting to ignore how close his hands were to your dripping core. He pulled away slightly and said, "I know, baby. We’ve barely even gotten started, and you’re already so wet. It’s disgusting how hungry you are for my dick." He asked in mock disapproval, and you whined in response, leaning into him again. "What happened to relaxing, dove? Isn’t this what you wanted?" You nodded furiously, biting your lip in anticipation. "This is all you wanted, huh? Acting like a slut to get me all alone and fuck me." He pushed you harder against the wall, grinding his cock against your cunt. You moaned, arching your back into him as you ran your fingers through his curly locks. "Anakin, oh my maker, yes." You practically begged him, his name rolling off your tongue so smoothly that it almost sounded like a song. "Please." You whimpered out, "Give me all of you." He kissed your collarbone, nipping and sucking on it as he pressed himself further into your opening, squeezing your hips as he slid himself inside of you.

The tight fit of his cock gave you a sensation that was pure and unadulterated. "Oh, Ani!" You cried out, wrapping your legs around his waist. He continued to thrust in and out of you, hitting every spot on your body that caused you to tighten around him. "This pussy belongs to me. I’m the only one who will ever get to see her like this." He growled at you, rubbing your clitoral area as he pulsed inside of you. You moaned once more, clenching your teeth together. "Oh, fuck me." He grunted, continuing to pound against your core, and his pace quickened.

Soon enough, you were coughing hard, tears falling freely from your eyes from his relentless pounding as he quickly came inside you. He continued to hold you tighter until you stopped shaking, taking a moment to hold you as he slipped out from inside you. "I love you so much, Ani." You mumbled, burying your head in his chest and warming up in opposition to the now-cold water. His arms wrapped around you tightly, resting his chin atop your head. "I love you more, dove. Thank you for making me take this break with you." He replied softly, pressing kisses all over your head and smiling at you. "Next time, listen to me before I have to beg you to stop being a holopad youngling." You joked with him, grabbing the bottle of soap to wash the grime and, quite frankly, the disgusting fluids that your body now had attached to it. "I promise to spend more time away from work, just for you," he smiled before carrying on.

"And by the way, that was way more than five minutes."

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Forget that this is a promo pic for a second

Can we talk about how Obi-Wan and Anakin both look like they’re taking mugshots 😭

All I can think about is the Barbie movie pics with Ken and Barbie together taking their mugshots 💀

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✮;༉“Slut Me Out.”

Hi doves! I hope you like my new theme <3 I’ve really been feeling the color purple lately but specifically a dullish purple! Swans are my everything though so they’re still here as always. Anyways, I have another Saw fic for you guys, the next fic I post will be Anakin Skywalker!

✰Pairing´ˎ˗📀: Amanda Young x Kramer!Male!Reader

✰ ‧₊˚ Summary 🦢: Amanda was having a very slow day, until you popped inside the workshop. It’s so distracting having such a beautiful enigma in front of you, but maybe a distraction is just what she needed to make her day go faster, her associates son.

✰ ;➛ WARNINGS🫧: THIS IS AN 18+ SMUT FANFIC WORK. I am NOT responsible for the media you read and consume! Your warnings are the following: Smut, Cunnilingus, Age Gap, PIV, Mild Degrading, Fucking On A Table,

Amanda was having a very slow day. John hadn’t given her any tasks, and yet she’d still been put on standby. With no current traps to build and not having to take care of John, she sat sketching out new ideas for future contraptions.

Every once in a while, she would tinker with some scrap pieces of junk that Hoffman had left out. It wasn’t unusual for her to experience one of these days, but what she wasn’t expecting was to see her associate's son, you, enter the workshop.

You weren’t too much younger than Amanda; you were in your twenties, and yet she still saw you as pure, untainted, and unknowing of the vile world. You were exceptionally talented in her eyes, possessing a natural talent for machinery and craftsmanship. The two of you had minimal interactions but were still friendly at that. In fact, you were the closest thing she had to a friend other than your father, John.

Your face held an open innocence and sincerity. You always treated her kindly, despite her less than flattering history with your father's work. If anything, Amanda liked your company, even if you were only around her to get your father a drink of water or his medication when he forgot to take it during the long mornings.

The more time you spent with each other, though, the more you seemed to gravitate towards her, asking John more questions about her and making up useless excuses to see her. You didn’t necessarily agree with your father's method of rehabilitation; in fact, you thought it was wildly distasteful and that his "apprentices" should never have had to become a part of his games, but nothing mattered when it came to Amanda.

It wasn’t like you’d never spoken to Mandy before, but something in your brain made it near impossible for you to even get full conversations out. You were so awkward and timid in every other way; your body language gave off the impression you wanted nothing to do with her, and your tendency to rant and babble made it even harder.Although if it were anyone else, she would have gotten frustrated, she kept a special place in her mind for you, reminding herself that she’s still human. Despite how hard it seemed to be, Amanda couldn’t bring herself to hate you for all the wrong reasons.

You were just too sweet for her to dislike you, and besides, you were a friend of hers and somebody she cherished.Your footsteps echoed as you walked into the cold, concrete room. The air around you was cold, but your body was warm, and your face was slightly flushed from the heat of the sun. You shivered as you crossed the floor. You had your hands shoved into the pockets of your jacket, looking at the ground in front of you as you passed through the room.

When you noticed Amanda sitting at a table with blueprints and metal, you stopped abruptly and gave a sheepish smile. “Hi Mandy.” Her head followed the sound first, her eyes still attentive to the sketches in front of her. She finally raised her head from the paper when you spoke again. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything." You rubbed the back of your neck as you apologized, looking away.

She sighed deeply before giving you a quick smile. “No, not at all. Take a seat if you’d like.” Her hair was up, her mid-length locks of brown hair being exchanged for a short, updo ponytail that was held up by a small clip. It hung loosely in front of her face, framing it perfectly. You sat down next to her, placing yourself directly across from her, your hands clasped together nervously in your lap, your eyes darting from side to side, trying to find something to focus on.

She placed her sketchbook and pencil on her lap. “What can I do for you, stranger?” Her lips curled in an awkward smile that quickly faded, huffing at her own humor. "I'm just trying to find something to do, really. I thought I’d come see my favorite girl.” You smiled, your gaze lingering on her face for a bit longer than necessary before you looked away. “That is so kind of you." She laughed lightly before continuing. “But really, I’m not doing much; John has Hoffman out finding some guy who stole medication from Homeward." Amanda picked up the piece of metal she had been working on and examined it closely before setting it back down on the table.

Your eyes lingered on her smile, a pink flush to your cheeks. “You know, it’s rude to stare at people.” Her voice was laced with lightheartedness, her tone teasing. A lump caught in your throat as you glanced back at her. “It’s just so hard not to stare when you’re so pretty, Amanda.” You leaned forward on your elbows, resting your chin in the palm of your hand.

Her cheeks turned a dark red, and her heart fluttered. Her mouth opened and closed silently. She shook her head softly and said, ‘no’, over and over until she broke the silence between the two of you. “I bet you think that I don’t see the way you stare at me or the way your eyes follow my movements; I see everything." She paused, her gaze locked on yours. “I know that you think of me at night, whenever you get lonely and need company.” She took a breath. “I can fix that." She leaned forward, her arms snaking up your shoulders and stripping you of your warm jacket. You didn’t protest, not even as her cold fingers slid over your skin. She pressed closer, letting her lips graze the shell of your ear. “Let me save you." She whispered against the skin of your ear before placing soft kisses along your jawline, trailing further down until she reached your neck. Your eyes drifted shut in pleasure as she pulled down the collar of your shirt and exposed the skin of your throat. Her lips traced circles around the sensitive spot as she kissed her way down your neck and chest. Amanda’s breathing quickened and her grip tightened as the woman continued to suck the tender flesh and leave marks along the sides of her neck. She gently bit your shoulder before running the tip of her tongue over it, causing you to let out a groan.

Amanda sucked harder, moving lower along the edge of your collarbone and then sucking gently into the hollow there. A whimper left you as she licked a circle around your clavicle, making your chest rise and fall quickly. Your hands clenched tightly into fists as you tried to hold back your moans. “I’ve wanted to make you mine since the day I met you. So pure and kind, what would John say if he saw his precious little boy being dumbed down to  nothing?" Her words made your breath hitch and your words slur. “Please, please. Please don’t stop; please make me feel good.” You begged in a whisper, biting your lip to keep from crying out.

The woman slowly moved upward, kissing along your cheek, down your jaw, across your neck, and finally settling down at your ear. “Anything for you, baby, but what can you do for me?” She took hold of your hands, dragging them slowly up her shirt, groping her boobs, and luring out a whine from her lips. Her chest was warm, making your hands hot and your face flush. Your hands moved down to her loose pants, unbuttoning them and pushing them to the floor. She began taking the rest of her clothes off, revealing her beautiful naked body, covered in goosebumps due to the sudden change in temperature. You grabbed hold of her bare ass, squeezing it softly, pulling it toward you, and rubbing her back, your nails scraping against her smooth skin.

She turned around, swiping everything off the table onto the floor with a large clatter and hopping onto the smooth, cold metal. Her legs wrapped around your waist, holding on tight. Your hands slid up and cupped her breasts, your thumbs massaging them. As you squeezed them slightly, you gasped. Her soft moans sent chills throughout your body. One of your hands traveled down to her thighs, spreading them and exposing her wet pussy.

Your thumb ran the length of her folds, stroking gently against her clit. She arched her back slightly, lifting her hips up and grinding into your touch as she dug her nails into the skin of your arms. Her moans were loud and desperate while your tongue made contact with her folds. She writhed against you, her back arching higher and higher into your touch as her breathing became more labored. “Oh god,” she panted, her fingers gripping your hair, pulling your head upwards, forcing your tongue deeper inside her, your hands wrapped around her thighs, pulling her body closer to your mouth. Her fingernails raked your scalp as she squirmed beneath you, bucking her hips as hard as she could.

Her breath hitched and your name escaped her lips before she fell limp in your grasp, gasping harshly for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and her body shaking violently. You continued to play with her, stroking the tip of her clit in circular motions, working her through her orgasm. She released a low moan as she came, her entire body shuddering as it worked its way down her body. As her eyes flickered open, they gazed at you with a mixture of lust, passion, and affection. "God, you’re so beautiful,” you breathed out to her as she straddled the table, reaching over and unbuckling your belt.

Her fingers pushed your trousers down, the fabric pooling at your ankles. With gentle fingers, she pushed your boxers down to your thighs, releasing your straining cock from the near-suffocating fabric. She lowered herself slowly over your dick, and you couldn’t help but gasp, your eyes closing involuntarily. “So tight,” you murmured breathlessly, pressing back against her, wanting more. She lifted herself up slightly, allowing you enough room.

She spread her lips wide as she let out a whimper. "God, your cock is so fucking big. I never knew you were such a disgusting little slut for me." Your eyes widened slightly, a small blush creeping across your cheeks as your face grew warmer. “I should’ve known you’d love to be degraded like this. You just love it, don’t you?” she smirked slyly, her husky voice dripping with lust as you ran your hand slowly up and down her stomach, caressing her soft breasts. She wrapped her legs around your waist, forcing your dick deeper inside of her, causing the both of you to let out a deep groan in sync, almost like two puzzle pieces that fit exactly together, your bodies merging and your souls becoming one. She let her head fall back against the metal, putting her arms behind her head as your thrusts quickened. Your teeth grazed her earlobe, nipping lightly as the coils in your stomach tightened. You tugged on her nipples, feeling the heat radiate between her thighs as you began slamming into her, giving her exactly what she desired.

You were in complete control of your body, and yet it felt as if she had taken over your mind, filling your thoughts with her and only her. You gripped her tighter, pumping faster and harder each time you slammed into her, leaving purple bruises as your hips snapped into her pelvic area, and sending waves of pleasure crashing through your body. A moan slipped past your lips as Amanda’s grip on your dick tightened, her walls clenching around your cock.

You cried out her name loudly, burying your face into the crook of her neck, your lips trailing up towards her ear. “You drive me crazy, you know that?” She hummed, her voice muffled against your neck and collarbones while her hands found their way to your shoulders. "Mandy, please, I’m going to cum.” Your labored breathing made it hard to understand your words, and your stomach felt tight as your orgasm approached. “I want you to cum inside me; I want to be the one to claim you; taint your mind.” Her words pushed you to the edge, your warm cum spilling into her pussy, leaking out onto her inner thighs. Your body shook as you continued to pound into her, her own orgasm drawing close as you worked her to her second orgasm. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum. Such a good boy, doing all of this for me.” Her stomach snapped, her whines increasing in volume as her body shook uncontrollably, her cries mixing with your grunts.

Her nails dug into your back, her energy running out as she laid flat on the cool table, as opposed to the hot sweat on her body. Her breath was slow and steady as she came down from her high, her muscles relaxing as you finally stopped. You rested your forehead against hers, her hands resting on your shoulders, this time relaxed. “If I knew you could do that, I would’ve done this a lot sooner, kid.” She let out a huffed laugh. You smiled at her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, placing a kiss on her forehead, and handing her your jacket to give her some form of protected modesty, even if you had just spent the last nearly thirty minutes pleasuring her. She slipped the jacket on and stood up, turning around to face you once again, leaning down, and kissing you deeply. “Let’s go get cleaned up; I don’t feel like staying sticky all day." You chuckled and nodded at her, slipping your hand into hers and lacing your fingers together as you headed to the door.

Your soft snores were all that were heard in your room as Mandy stroked her fingers through your hair. The sun filtered through the blinds and illuminated your sleeping figure. Large, heavy footsteps rang through the hallway as Amanda turned her head towards the sound of “Hi John.” She smiled and gave a little wave. “I welcome you into my home, give you refuge, and this is what I get in turn? This is a new low for you, Amanda.” John stated it blankly, looking away and walking away from the doorway. “New record, I guess.”

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“My Angel”

Summary ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Senator-Jedi gatherings weren’t your idea of a night out and an opportunity to let go, but being accompanied by your Jedi knight was one you simply couldn’t say no to.

🫧Pairing ☆‧₊˚ Anakin Skywalker/Reader ˗ˏˋGender Neutral! As always 🫶🏻 ´ˎ˗

🦢WARNINGS || THIS IS AN 18+ FIC. You have been warned for the following: Explicit Smut, Degradation, slight Dumbification, Objectification, Spoken Consent, Fingering, Aftercare, Spit As Lube; NO piv! Testing the waters with writing smut!

Thank you my stars for the absolute love you guys have been giving me on my most recent posts I’m so thankful for all the notes, comments and reblogs!! 🫶🏻 if you like this post you may like my others and you can find them here on my masterlist. Kisses to all 🫶🏻

This’ll make sense later in the fic but a side note/translation here, Ma Schutta can be translated to “My Slut” LMAO you’ll know it when you see it❤️

Gatherings amongst the Senate were a common occurrence; however, for you to attend them, it was not.

Due to your duties as both a member of the Senate and a mentor for the Legislative Youth Program, it was safe to say your hands were overflowing with tasks to be completed, and while some might have called your schedule hectic, your responsibilities didn’t stop you from doing your job perfectly well, as much as anyone else in their right mind would. You could be sitting on your bed, reading some of the essays that had been left at your office, or practicing your speech for the next vote. But you weren’t complaining because your work had presented you with many new opportunities within your life and career, including meeting General Anakin Skywalker, yet even your work, newly combined with his, meant you practically only saw him on special occasions, leading to stolen kisses and rushed goodbyes.

Despire all, the senator gatherings, closely watched by the Jedi council and many other Jedi who were not on missions or just needed a night out, were close to heaven, where many both politicians and Jedi were attempting to get intoxicated to forget their problems and duties with a night of boring conversations and dancing in the gathering hall. On one of these nights, you found yourself converging with many new faces, welcoming Jedi and newly appointed politicians who had quickly gotten caught up in the overstimulatingly new environment and fast-paced politics. While getting lost in conversation and comforting smiles, you failed to acknowledge the wandering eyes and lustful glances from your partner himself. Fortunately for you, neither of you could stay away from each other for long, and you knew he simply couldn't contain his desire for you for much longer.

Truthfully, you couldn't wait to chat with your lover in a scene deemed both convenient and, above all, inconspicuous, but every once in a while, a loving game of cat and mouse was just what both of you needed.

Senator Alavar was a common face, dressed in a dark blue gown and vibrant makeup. It was undeniable that her demeanor was confident and demanding, and yet your simple conversations had not lacked either of those things. Even her poise in the way she gallantly trudged and made her way through the crowd to greet you had not presented itself in anything other than prestige. "Ah! Senator, how lovely it is to see your face! It's absolutely wonderful to know those younglings in the Legislative Program haven't worn you down yet!" She playfully poked you, nudging you with her shoulder. Although you would love to spend a night away from your duties, you're swiftly brought back to reality as her chuckles filled her ears, laughing at her own joke. "Oh, Alavar," You sighed, smiling, and said, "I could never get sick of them. After all, they're the ones to fill our shoes." You joked, alerting her that her efforts to make you laugh had not fallen on deaf ears. Her guard being let down after you joined in conversation, Oh, of course. Some of these younglings have some rather large clown shoes to fill as well.” She took a moment to smile and let out a small sigh. "But enough chit-chat, yes? I don't mean to step over any boundaries, but if I didn't know any better, I would think that General Skywalker had eyes for you." She smirked playfully, teasing You spared her a smile, shaking your head and saying, Oh, hardly senator! Everyone knows Jedi are forbidden to form attatchments; besides, what Jedi Skywalker chooses as his personal affairs doesn't quite retain me." Your eyes shifted around discreetly, as if trying to confirm if someone had heard your words.

She smiled at you, nodding to your words: "Well, my apologies, you just can never be too curious, yes?" She raised the glass she held in her left hand as a toast to her own words. "Absolutely, but just remember that curiosity killed the cat." You beamed at her, swirling circles around your own forgotten glass, before she began to speak once again: "It has been a lovely night chatting with you, Senator, but I must go. I do hope to see you soon." Her dress flowed, guided by the movements of her gracious bow.

As you made your way through the crowd, you felt your cheeks warm up slightly, as if you had picked up a choco-droid. "So, Senator Alavar, huh?" Anakin snuck from behind you, the familiar bass of his voice taking you by surprise. "Just chit-chat. She had asked about you, though." His deep laughter rang through your ears. "I'm truly not surprised. She's always been one for gossip. Besides, it's charming to watch you try to look good in front of your little politician friends," He whispered in your ear, his warm breath fanning against your colder body before he once again continued,

"If only they knew what a slut you were behind closed doors."

His body was now pressed tightly against your back, his large arms not-so-discreetly wrapping themselves around your waist. You groaned as he chuckled, "I could show them how much of a slut you can really be. His tongue ran along the shell of your ear, causing you to squirm. Your body shivered as your breathing quickened, but you still forced yourself to remain composed and calm as you said, "Anakin, we're in a public area." He paused, moving slowly from your side and looking at you curiously. "And it looks like the only thing that's stopping us is you." You took his hands off of your waist, pushing him away as his flirting became dangerously more intimate. "Come on, Let me show you how much fun we can have, angel." His open hand took yours, guiding you up a flight of stairs and quickly entering the first empty room. Your lips were swiftly captured by Anakin's, his hands resting lightly at the sides of your neck. His mouth trailed kisses from your mouth down to your jawline.

One of his hands trailed down your back, cupping your ass, before he slid his fingers between the thin material and your skin, feeling your flesh and heat underneath. You moaned into the night as he spoke harshly, "Stars, do you understand how hard it was for me to stand and watch you all night? I wanted to take you right there in front of all your little friends and let them know that you're mine." His thumb softly rubbed against your hip bone.

Your hips buckled forward, and a gasp left your lips. "Please Ani-" "Patience, angel. We don't need to rush, not tonight." His voice sounded hoarse and raspy. You looked up, searching his eyes, wishing this night wouldn't ever end and remembering that everything would have to go back to normal after you left the hall. His eyes, once filled with lust, were turned to caution. "Are you sure this is what you want, baby?" You nodded slowly, biting your lip, wanting nothing more than for this to continue. "I need my whore to speak. Nothing but a cheap, pathetic whore for me to use; I can't even get the right words out." His words spit venom, yet you wanted nothing more than for him to take what belonged to him. You were now growing restless as he fiddled with the formal wear you had donned in preparation for that night. "Please use me, Ani; I'm yours. All I want is you." You begged. He groaned at your pleas, making short work of your clothes as he grabbed at your hips, dipping a hand in between your thighs. His face was visible under the moonlight that dimly lit up the room. You looked up at him with tears threatening to fall as you writhed underneath his large hands that had held your now naked body down. "You look so pathetic when you cry, but maybe we can put this little whore to use. Spit," He commanded, and as inelegantly as possible, you complied, leaving a string of hot spit between your mouth and his fingers. "Such a pretty bitch, you know that? So loyal, doing anything that I ask of you." His fingers prodded at your tight hole, which was slowly being worked open by his thick extremities.

You gasped at the sensation spreading across your whole torso until you were shaking, tears forming in your eyes. The sounds escaping your lips were arguably sickly, as strings of praise and degradation mixed together left his mouth accompanied by Huttese insults. "Maker, every time I fuck you, you just fall apart. Fucked out and whining, just like the disgusting slut you are. Ma Schutta." You could barely breathe as he pumped into you, taking in your nipple with his free hand, the cool metal pinching at your nerves. Your whole body felt as if it were being taken apart and reassembled in front of his watchful eyes, as if you were some sick toy for him to play with whenever he pleased, and yet you wouldn't have it any other way. You loved him, and he loved you in a way that nobody else would understand—in a way that you didn't even understand. The knot in your lower stomach began to tighten, your stretched hole twitching and begging for release. "Let go, baby; I know my bitch wants to cum." You squirmed as you bit harshly on his shoulder, muffling your nauseating moans, your body beginning to twitch. "I love you, Ani." You panted, pulling at his hair roughly and pulling yourself closer to the edge of sanity as his touch grew more rough, forcing the last of your energy to slip past your swollen lips as you came. As your back collapsed onto the bed, he removed his hands from your body with an awful squelch. "Such a good whore for me." His voice had an undeniable sneer, reminding you that you belong to him and he belongs to you. "Thank you, Ani." you breathed out, your voice weak and tired. Your appreciation fell on deaf ears as Anakin walked towards the bathroom, fetching a cool towel to wipe the sweat and fluids from your body. "No matter where we are or what we do, I'll never get over how beautiful you look." A blush coated your cheeks, instantly forgetting the vulnerable position you were just in. Cupping his face, the eye contact you had made was not lustful or filled with desire, but love and passion. "I love you so much, Anakin Skywalker," you whispered to him as if you were the only people in the world and time had stopped for the two of you.

"I love you too, my angel."

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[veras1ne]

“𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎.”

🦢𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: None!! Just two lovesick fools 🫶🏻

𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌! 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝖺 - 𝖵𝖾𝗋a

Laughter erupted on the plains of Naboo. The plush grass contrasted harsh weeds surrounding the colorful flowers on the warm planet.

Anakin's robes grew irritable against his rough exterior as he writhed on top of the grass. The howl of his laughter escaped his throat, taking hold of your waist as you tumbled down Naboo's soft hills. The sound of water crashing on the rapids clouded your ears as you playfully attempted to escape his grasp.

His smile grew against the garments your body was wrapped in, noting the familiar smell of your shampoo. "Its pathetic really, no matter what planet we go to, or whatever comes in our path, I still hope it's me and you in the end." His voice sounded hoarse, and hushed while his body felt warm and welcoming against your frame. "You're insufferable Ani, utterly insufferable," you giggled. As you held eachother no thoughts ran through your head, no fears or anxieties, only taking in the feeling of Anakin's hands as they raked through the locks of your hair.

It was frightening really, the notion that some hearts understand eachother even in silence, but simply, you wouldn't have it any other way.

His body fluttered beneath yours whilst adjusted you to face him. His breath was warm against your skin, intertwining the soft plush of your hand.

"Mine." He breathed

"Yours.” You sighed.

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[veras1ne]

“Malevolent.”

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Hi My Stars! Sorry I took a short break, as I stated in my previous posts I just haven’t been doing well mentally and started to focus my energy on different things but I believe I have reached a balance and feel ready to take on writing again.

˗ˏˋWith that being said this post is dedicated to THIS ask! I hope I did. your request justice Nonnie because this was truly a fun experience to write!!´ˎ˗

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🪷: This is your warning for the following NSFW content: PIV Sex, not explicitly stated consent, ❗️CONSENTUAL, I do not write non-con, it’s just not what I’m comfortable with. ❗️Slapping, Cum Stuffing, Squirting, Choking, Degrading, Rough Sex.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳🫧Pairing: Luke Skywalker x AFAB!Reader

*ೃ༄ I am NOT responsible for the content you consume or view! Read responsibly!! 🫶🏻

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary🕊️: Just pure smut, quite literally nothing else, no plot, nothing, just.. disgusting sex with Luke Skywalker.

"Look at me when I speak to you. His hot breath fanned against your cheek; his voice was callous and angry. "You hear me? Look at me.” Your eyes met with his towering over your frail body; the once gentle touches he provided your body with were replaced with harsh grabs that formed bruises on your cold skin.Hot tears began to form and fall against your cheeks.

Your sobs echoed in the room as he grabbed a handful of your hair. You bit back a scream, but it was only a whisper instead of a yell. He pulled you closer until your faces were barely inches apart from his own.

Your nose grazed his lips as you looked up at him with watery eyes; your lips were pink and swollen from his violent kisses, and the purple hues on your neck matched the angry scratch you had left on his back due to his hours of torture as he tore apart your pussy, licking and nipping at your clit.

It was the first time he had done such things to you; however, after this, you were sure that it wouldn’t be the last. His rough hands grabbed your wrists as Luke took your nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and scraping his teeth across your sensitive nerves.

You writhed on the bed, screaming incoherently as your mind became consumed by images of his dick entering your pussy while he rutted against the sheets, seeking pleasure while providing you with pain mixed with indulgence and elation. The image burned like fire, making you feel as if you would die. It made your stomach churn, and his hand clasped against your throat, constricting the airflow and making you gasp for air. Your newly released hands grasped Luke’s face, pulling his lips to meet yours, swallowing each other's pleasure and the sounds of nirvana.

The feeling of his lips caressing your mouth caused you to whimper as your hips bucked beneath him, begging him to give you what you so desperately wanted. His cock was the one thing you could no longer go without; you needed it, and you needed it terribly. But the feeling didn’t last long.

His tongue swiped against yours, forcing your parted lips open as his fat cock began to stretch your walls, his length providing a simply stinging sensation that you only craved more and more as he thrust up, rutting into your pussy. The smell of sex filled the room, causing your head to spin and your eyes to roll back.His scent intoxicated your senses, and you felt your inner walls tighten around his dick as his thick cock throbbed in an almost desperate need to come out of your cunt.

You moaned, grabbing a handful of his sandy hair and pulling his strands harshly.

His hands dropped from your hips to the headboard, his right coming down and opening your sore mouth with his fingers. "You’re such a disgusting slut, letting me torture your pussy and choke you out? This is all you’ve ever wanted, huh?" His voice sounded gruff and low; it sent shivers down your spine. "You're such a fucking whore; I bet you've never even been touched like this before. Nobody could ever fuck a disgusting whore like you like I could." His hand slipped from your mouth, cupping your mouth to keep it open and spitting down your throat. "You better swallow that. You should be grateful I would ever give my spit to a slut such as yourself." He squeezed your breast roughly, earning another painful cry from your lips. "That got you to look at me, didn’t it? Good job, you did one thing right."He shoved your face against the mattress, forcing your head downward as he forced himself further inside of you. You felt your body quiver with every movement he made. “Luke, please. Please make me cum, please." Your pleas fell on deaf ears as he continued his actions, using you as a sick dumpster for his cum and a doll for him to play with when he needs relief.

You cried out, your eyes closed, as his hand came across your cheek, slapping you and sending shocks through your bruised body as he fucked you harder and harder, his hard cock pulsating inside of you, filling you with pure ecstasy as you felt the orgasm building. “You want to cum? Fine. Cum, bitch." His words seemed to burn in your head.The pressure increased inside of you; his cock was pounding faster and harder, pressing against your cervix and causing you to tremble violently.

You screamed as you climaxed, your body trembling uncontrollably as you tried to control your breathing. Your squirt sprayed his thighs and chest as you convulsed against his body, writhing under his hands and turning your head to watch him with eyes full of ecstasy as they rolled back, your cream mixing with your squirt to create a disgusting mixture. He removed himself from your throbbing hole, fetching the pants he had stored in his pockets earlier.

He lined himself up with the center of your worn underwear that was wet with your slick, jerking his cock as he came on your undergarments, tainting it with thick ropes of his own release, sweat dripping down his chest, and coating his hair with salt.

"There we go. That wasn’t too bad, was it?“ His words were soft as he ran a hand through your messy hair, his tone now tender as he pulled you up and onto your knees, pulling your body to rest against his. He wiped the remnants of your cum off your body as you looked up at him in exhaustion but with a smile, his hands holding your body as he put on your cum-stained panties back onto your cunt, shoving his fingers through the sheer fabric and stuffing his cum inside the shallow end of your pussy.

"You’re such a dick baby." You rested your hand on his thigh, listening to his fast heartbeat.

"Oh, but who was the one begging for mine?"

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[veras1ne]

“Sweet Dreams.”

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: You accompany Anakin on a diplomatic mission, returning from which you are to simply state, exhausted. As Ani pilots your aircraft, you find yourself drifting into a deep sleep, softly snoring against Anakin’s shoulder.

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🐾: You have been warned for the following: Nothing! This is pure, tooth-rotting fluff 🫶🏻

As always, my inbox is open for any comments, questions, or suggestions and I hope to see you all for the next post! Love ya🫶🏻🦢

Missions with Anakin were ultimately exhausting.

Between him losing his lightsaber and the deep cut that had made itself apparent on your lower lip, it was safe to claim that adventures with your partner were rather reckless and, at the very least, stressful.

The air surrounding you was cold, yet comforting, as you looked at the stars surrounding you. The silence between you and Ani was not uncomfortable, but welcoming and almost sweet as words fell quietly on your tongue. No words had to be exchanged for the pair of you to understand each other; no glances or looks had to be shown for the two of you to remember that the only thing that mattered in the moment was your love for one another. There didn’t need to be words spoken, not between two Jedi. There was only the warmth and peace of the moment—a moment of peace and acceptance that both felt. That, alone, was enough.

Anakin sighed beside you, the faintest sound reaching your ears: "I’m glad we were assigned this together. I think if I had gone with Master Kenobi, I would have blown a kriffing bantha." His quiet snickers made a smile appear on your tired face. You hummed in reply, knowing he was speaking to you even though his head remained facing towards the endless sky above him, staring off into space with unfocused eyes. "Language Ani.. just focus on the sky, love; we have time for conversations later," you whispered out into the night. His eyes shifted from the sky back to the openness in front of him, smiling as he listened to your tired voice reprimand him.He chuckled quietly before settling down into contemplative silence once again.

The comfortable silence that you always enjoyed basking in quickly turned to the hushed hum of winds brushing your ears.You took comfort in being close to Anakin, and you knew he did too. He could always tell when you were tired, even without looking at you. After being together for years due to similar upbringings and finding comfort in each other, remembering your habits became clockwork for him.

When you started to yawn, he knew what was coming next. After sharing years of quiet nights and hushed giggles within your rooms in the temple, he no longer needed to speak to know your slowed breaths would turn into droopy eyelids and sleep would overtake your active mind. A small smile crept up onto his lips as he pushed stray strands away from your face and pulled your body flush against his own, sharing his own warmth with you and welcoming it as if a blanket were covering your cold body. His rising chest began slowing with your own slow breaths and falling with his slow heartbeat until your breathing synced with his and you began to drift off. Your force signature alone was enough to give him peace, but the physical presence of someone he held so dearly made his loud thoughts quiet and controlled.

Your soft snoring filled his ears as you lulled into a dream of your own. He bit his tongue before speaking, not wanting to interrupt your calm stature.

 "Sweet dreams." 

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[veras1ne]

“The Brightest Star”

Summary ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Stargazing with Anakin was no unusually scene, but tonight was different resulting in comfortable silence, loving touches, and love-laced words.

🫧 Pairing☆⋅⋆ Anakin Skywalker/Reader -ˋˏ Gender Neutral! As always <3 ˎˊ

Warnings 🦢 II 🐾 References to love bites AKA hickeys, and some hand holding!

Thank you guys for all the love on “Heaven is any place with you.” I hope you guys love this one just as much!! Kisses everyone, and remember to leave any requests, thoughts or love in my asks/inbox!! Love ya ,, Vera🫶🏻🫶🏻

There was no denying that Coruscant was a busy planet. From the never-silent city to the everlasting hub of culture and the arts, alongside the large city came the even larger scene of politics.

While many would agree that politics could be harsh and lacking in ethics, being in the Senate had its perks, such as nights like these spent in your apartment with your dearest general Skywalker.

Sneaking around your own complex in order to spend nights with your beloved Jedi was not ideal; peaceful dates and small, rushed kisses turned into passionate whispers, love bites and hour-long conversations you had grown to love and long for. Similarly, a dinner date in your apartment quickly became hushed giggles and hurried touches in the night guided by the light of Coruscant’s moons as you ran to be the first to arrive at your large balcony, attempting to compete with Anakin’s large strides, which, by method of playful pushes and unfair distractions, you had not won.

"It’s not fair, Ani; you always win because you cheat!" Your breath was rapid and lacking rhythm, but your voice was laced with joy and laughter. "It’s not cheating if there were never any rules." Although his voice was playful, you knew he truly meant what he said. "Oh, stop it, Anakin even if there were rules, you’d be the first one to break them," you snickered. Rules were never Ani’s thing, not when he was a padawan, and certainly not now as he’s grown into a man of his own design. His chuckles filled your ears as he shook his head in disagreement. "Please, you sound like Master Kenobi, and it’s not ideal for me to think about him while I’m kissing you," he breathed out snarkily, smiling as speeders flew past Coruscant’s buildings, while your fingers intertwined with Anakin’s rough, callused ones.

You were no stranger to occasionally stargazing with Anakin, but tonight felt different. The winds were calm, and the only sounds that could be heard were the buzzing of nearby vehicles passing by and the slurring of drunk individuals below waiting to get a ride.

Words often were not needed to enjoy your time with him, but the comfortable silence came to an end as your voice piped up, "Do you think the stars ever get lonely?" Your voice was hushed and quiet, but loud enough for only the both of you to hear as your head turned to face his, taking note of how his chest moved rhythmically with each breath, enjoying the peaceful night he was having and basking in your presence, not wishing for it to end. "With over 400 billion stars in our galaxy, I certainly wouldn’t. But then again, I’m not sure I’d worry about the others so much, not when I’m with you." His voice dripped with sincerity, pursing his lips and wetting them to speak once more, all while his eyes never left the sky

"Even with over 400 billion stars in our galaxy, you still shine to me as the brightest."

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