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fatedsith · 7 months ago
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“Regardless of how we feel about each other.”
Her words haunt him even as he returns to his bedroom, the one across from Padmé’s on the topmost floor of the Varykino Villa. It was chosen so he could watch over her more easily; sense any disturbances. Not that there would be, at this estate– Anakin is confident in her safety, as long as they stay here at the Lake Country. After all, Governor Sio Bibble had agreed with Padmé that the Lake Country was the most remote part in all of Naboo. Despite what Padmé seemed to think, Anakin did value her input, knowing confidently that she’s the smartest woman he’s ever met. She joined the Apprentice Legislators when she was only eight and attended Theed Royal Academy, being trained to be a public servant.
He’s always thought it was a good thing that Padmé chose to serve; she was kind-hearted without sacrificing her intelligence. She was wise, strict and soft all at once. Anakin didn’t like politicians or their often indolent and selfish whims. If it weren’t for the Senate’s refusal to act swiftly, Naboo’s blockade wouldn’t have ruined so many lives. The unlawful Trade Federation had claimed taxation disagreements upon Naboo, using their membership in the Galactic Senate to further delay action. If it weren’t for Anakin’s own actions destroying the Trade Federation’s control ship, Naboo’s forces might not have overcome the blockade.
As much as he loved being of use to Padmé, he hated watching the Republic cause her such hardship, forcing her to go to even more extraneous lengths than she already would have. She was a good queen and now senator; wise and caring. Someone Anakin would trust with the universe itself, if the responsibility of it were placed on her shoulders. It was a shame all politicians couldn’t be more like her, and it was one of the many things about her that inspired him enough to keep her in his thoughts and dreams.
One of many things. There was also her beauty, and the connection they shared… the fact he can’t shake her from his visions. He would dream of her and in them they would talk and play, just like they had in the meadow. He felt as if he knew her more than he did; as if everything about her was also a part of him in some way. Lingering, even when she left him for ten years.
It’s why it leaves him in agony when she rejects him, telling him to come back to the real world as if his love was nothing but child’s play. He knows it’s not and it never was, even when they were children. He felt it— felt that they were meant for each other. Even the Force seemed intent on telling him so.
He returns to his bedroom with frustration and an aching sadness, discouraged. Why couldn’t she see they were meant to be? She wouldn’t even accept him when he tried to offer to keep it a secret. Didn’t she want him? She spoke delicately as if she did, dancing around the words. “Regardless of how we feel about each other,” she’d said, as if she felt it too.
That magnetic pull between them, like they needed each other. Or maybe only Anakin needed Padmé… Maybe he was a fool for coming here, thinking the senator still cared for him. Maybe Obi-Wan was right, as much as he hated even thinking the thought. But it had felt real to him, at the time– the way they kissed. She kissed him back; he’d felt it. The press of her soft mouth to his and the look in her eyes at the way his fingers trailed against her naked back.
He needs more– felt more. He swears he did, especially in the way she wiggled beside him, as if she was trying to put a lid on something she felt. Force it down, choke it out.
Or that’s what he tells himself as he starts to take off his robes, first the belt and then the leather overcoat. Pulling off the brown tunic with long sleeves, he rests the clothing on the end of the bed, leaving him shirtless.
The room Padmé gave him is adorned with the same golden curtains as in the sitting room, along with matching red velvet seats near the window. Everything is ornate; golden and beautiful, just like her and the rest of her world. Everything reminds him of her; the curtains, the intricate baroque furniture and expensive rugs. She’s like a princess, even though she isn’t a queen anymore. Maybe he thinks of her as one because she rules over his very heart and soul.
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So he’s pulling his pants apart, sliding the loose dark fabric down. Jedi robes were so airy, which was good most of the time but not so much when he was trying to hide his arousal. How could he not be? Sitting beside her in a dimly lit room when she looked so beautiful, admitting she might feel something for him, just like in his dreams.
He had removed his shoes already because it was improper to wear them inside of the villa, especially up in this section of the castle. So he sits down on the bed, leaning against the headboard as his hand slips beneath the fabric of his underwear, his pants still half on his legs.
There’s a low fire crackling in the fireplace that they’d lit earlier; the one in the corner of his room. It illuminates his golden skin, making it easier to see his erection as he pulls it out. A soft frustrated sigh leaves him as his fingers close around his throbbing length, stroking gently and finding himself surprised at the force of pleasure that rolls through his body in response. It feels too good, thinking about her soft pink lips and the way they felt when they kissed on the veranda. It turns him on even more than her beauty does, knowing that she wanted him too, even if it was fleeting. Even if it didn’t mean to her what it meant to him.
How could she? “I will not give in to this,” she said, as if she wanted to give in. It’s all he can think about, almost obsessively, as he strokes himself a little harder. It feels like a betrayal of some kind, the way she rejected him after leaving him with the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced in his lifetime. All he can think about is the way her sweet mouth tasted, slotted against his. Frustration laces into the way Anakin touches himself, jerking off a little faster as his face contorts from the pleasure of it. He thinks about what would have happened if she did give in; if she would have had him on the couch. It’s enough to make him leak, getting his fingers wet as he touches himself, panting softly.
What he doesn’t expect is for the door to push open, hearing his name in her sweet voice. His head snaps up, looking for her in the dim light, hand still around himself. / @fatalqueen
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yuukimiyas · 1 year ago
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nov. 13th 2023
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₊˚ෆ 350 words / not beta read! / in no way, shape or form formatted correctly! / many punctuation mistakes! / i swear ik how to format normally!!
ᕱ ⑅ ᕱ a/n: hello all!! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა this came to me while i was talkin to my psychiatrist the other wk & it just wouldn't leave my mind!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა this is v self indulgent & v personal & i was originally gonna keep it to myself but i thought that maybe someone out there could resonate, even if it's a lil bit <33 so here's a lil poetry/prose moment :3
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i am kind to the world because the world has not always been kind to me.
for i have begged for places at tables only to learn i never had solace there to begin with — assuming that my worth was equivalent to the scraps that litter the floor. i have foolishly taken the hand of societies predisposed values — blindly agreeing that being rigid is the only means of protection. i have been preached about taking my time then chastised for not keeping up — choking on the fabricated realization that the only place i’ll ever meet the requirements for is the last one. i have been told to appreciate the wonders of the world we live in — then swiftly reminded to only admire the beauty from afar for it’s fleeting and i’ve yet to prove my worth
i have been conditioned to believe i am a lot of things. but, i am not the masses.
i am so much more.
i am so sickeningly sweet that i give cavities a run for their money, i am so brilliantly luminous that even the sun itself seeps envy, i am so abundant with love and adoration that my body can’t help but burst at the seams to share it all.
and with that,
i will always leave an open seat at my table — a warm meal and good conversation at the ready for all who need to rest. i will always extend my hand with only the purest of intent — displaying proudly that soft and strong do not have to be autonomous to live in harmony with one another. i will always take time while it’s still ripe for the taking — it’s monetary value far outweighing that of a solid gold medal. i will continue to gaze at the world with fondness — the blinding beauty of it all synonymous with the delicate flame that burns deep within and glows outward.
but most important of all, out of everything i am, i was, and will eventually blossom to be.
i am kind to the world because the world has not always been kind
to me.
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๋࣭ ⭑ yuukimiyas © '23 / please do not copy/repost/translate anywhere! / all dividers by @benkeibear
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oneheda · 11 months ago
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๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ both our eyes lock to the tide.
— a neteyam sully short prose.
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- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ people say this love’s for show, but i would die for you in secret. ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
— taylor swift, ‘peace’.
┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ੈ✩‧₊˚
synopsis :
In the forest, grey clouds mirror internal turmoil. Neteyam emerges in the rain, offering solace, an anchor.
characters : neteyam x gender!neutral o.c
story type — word count : short prose • 373
genre — mini-tropes : fluff, hurt/comfort • two characters in the rain.
warning(s) : bomb metaphor
song inspiration(s) : anchor by novo amor
author’s notes : author’s note : ahh omg. this is my first prose that i’m publicly posting as ‘fanfiction’ on tumblr because i haven’t posted any of my writings on any form of media platform in like years. so, my writing’s a little ‘rusty’. short proses are what i’ll be sticking with for a while just to practice and fight against writers block, but hope to be able to write full one-shots and series one day! anyways, thank u sm for 100 likes, the reblogs on my last post! i love u guys sm and i’m so excited to start my tumblr journey here with y’all! <3
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GREY clouds dangerously overshadowed the forest, looming over your head, parallel to the spiralling thoughts which consumed you. Once again, raindrops collided against the dew-kissed grass you sunk your feet in.
Pit-a-pat.
Humming against your knees that were tucked to your chest, you grazed your calloused fingers over the bioluminescent freckles of your arms, outlining and swirling small circles along the soft sensitive skin of your forearm.
Tick.
It was like there was a bomb in your head. You had been cradling it, desperately wishing for it to never explode.
But alas, it inevitably will.
And he would be a soft-blow.
At first, it was slow footsteps you hear. Then, they inched closer until it fell to a stop. From what your ears picked up, it was barely a foot shy away now — though, you did not want to hear anything other than the drizzles coming from the impending storm.
“Hey.”
It was a voice distinct from yours and immediately you knew who it was.
“Neteyam?”
Head slightly raised from the pit between your knees, you peered over your shoulder to take a look at the boy behind you.
There he stood, a calm expression consuming his visage.
You smile, helplessly. “It’s you.”
“Yeah, it’s me.” He seizes the empty spot beside where you sat curled up. Neteyam always had his ways of finding you, even when you did not intend for anyone to know about your whereabouts. It was getting dangerous, he thought.
Once again, he had found you in the rain.
Underneath the clouds, he can see a second one over your head.
“If your cascade ocean blues come, you can always talk to me.”
Because he would always be there, letting your waves crash against him — his skin, his body, everything.
Your tears were a sea for him to swim, being an anchor to any ship that came in. Whether it was a high-tide or a low-tide, it did not matter. There was no difference.
His words were a simple display of care. Yet, it meant the world. The world the two of you could close your eyes and see.
The world the two of you could build together.
Tock.
The bomb which you had tried to disarm yourself with no avail, did not go off. He had taken it in his hands and disarmed it for you.
Like he knew how to manoeuvre through its coloured wires and fixed it for you.
One day, you would learn how to do the same. For yourself and him. When things get too hard for the both of you and when both your ocean waves crash against each other. When it gets all-consuming and too much.
You will find an anchor within each other to latch onto.
To disarm.
“Thank you.”
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vera-vera-vera-lynn · 2 months ago
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₊˚𖤓 ݁ ˖ DESCRIPTION
Hello! Esther here; though you can also call me Leigh or Vera. She/her, 19; I'm a college junior, coping in the least destructive way possible. I actually used to run a shifting account (my-reality-my-rules), but I'm not active on it anymore. This is an entirely new account—dedicated solely to writing (art as well, if ever). I haven't gotten around to updating my main over a year now due to a lot of personal reasons, but I felt confident enough to start again on Tumblr. So, here I am. This blog is for the stuff I've written. It's actually directly related to my old main, if anything, because some of the content I use in my fics were things I've mentioned in the past on that account. Feel free to browse through it if you so wish, although it's unlikely that I'll revisit it (and the sideblogs) at this point.
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₊˚𖤓 ݁ ˖ WHAT I WRITE
|| ๋࣭⭑ FANFICTION || ORIGINAL STORIES Most of what I have are (admittedly) indulgent self-inserts. On that note, I mix my other passions (such as philosophy, which I'm majoring in) in with the fic(s) when need be. So long as I think themes can intersect, and it makes sense to me, I'll mishmash them together. Also, I'm a fan of DD:DNE. No, I don't support those things in real life (duh)—but I absolutely love seeing it in fictional works. With that, I've taken to drafting my own pieces for it. . || ๋࣭⭑ POETRY This is where it all began! Shoutout to my tenth grade English and Literature teachers for truly pushing me to pursue this. I don't think I'd've started writing fanfiction or other original works if it wasn't for them encouraging me to start doing poetry. I just go where my mind takes me, in this case. Sometimes, I write poetry for fandoms; and sometimes, I write about my own life. As it goes, though; I'm more active in writing prose than poetry, although my poems are still up online as well.
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₊˚𖤓 ݁ ˖ FANDOMS
Ace Attorney // Death Note // Game of Thrones // Harry Potter // José Rizal // J.R.R. Tolkien // Lolita // Naruto // Resident Evil
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fatedsith · 4 months ago
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It feels like Obi-Wan has been pushing him more than ever, even since his long-awaited knighting ceremony. He had been so sure he’d proven himself in his position, surpassing the likes of Obi-Wan and Yoda several times, but his Master pushed him all the same.
Anakin is tired of it. He’s even grumpier than usual, not just because of Obi-Wan’s incessant pushing, but because war itself is taking a toll on him and he hasn’t been able to focus on what he truly wants.
He hasn’t been able to think about Padmé Amidala as much, the senator he’s fallen head over heels for.
In truth, he fell for her the second he met her and then even more while he accompanied her at the lake mansion in Naboo as her sworn protector. But she had given him a speech about how they couldn’t pursue a romance, regardless of how they felt, and somehow they’d managed to remain friends. Anakin respects Padmé more than anyone he’s ever known, in truth. She’s beautiful, courageous, kind, smart and not to mention full of light.
She’s not like the other politicians and he’s known it from the moment they met when they were children. No one in the Senate could be trusted but her; a bunch of self-concerned individuals, matching many of the things Obi-Wan had accused them of. If it weren’t for them, there would be less inaction in the galaxy. Maybe his mother would’ve been freed before her death.
But Padmé was there for him during that, too. When no one else truly was.
It’s impossible not to think of her. He thinks about her every waking moment. During training, before drifting off to sleep, on the field while at war.
Nothing was Anakin’s own. Not his actions, his life, or even his thoughts. Those belonged to Padmé Amidala.
And while he couldn’t think of her as much because of the war, he still thought of her constantly.
And now, finally, his time would belong to her too, because Obi-Wan had thoughtlessly signed him up for ‘classes’ with her. As much as Obi-Wan hated politicians like Anakin did, and he reminded him irritably that their duty was to the Order and democracy, not to the Republic, he also believed it would be beneficial for Anakin to learn more from Padmé.
Something about keeping a close eye on the Senate’s activities during this tumultuous time in the war.
And Anakin is excited for once, because he gets to see Padmé again. He gets to see her; feel that intoxicating emotion that comes with breathing her air and hearing her voice. She would tell him about legislative duties and debates and maybe even about diplomatic missions— all that she’d learned in her time serving. And he’d listen with rapt attention, taking in everything she said even though he also wanted to kiss her.
Maybe this would be the time they finally decide to forsake duty completely, touching each other like they want to. He knows at least some part of her wants to— he’s replayed those small moments where she shivered because of him, or the lust in her eyes, over and over again in his mind. It kept him company in a sense, to focus on his love for her whenever she wasn’t around.
Maybe she’d forgotten him completely, but he doesn’t think so.
It’s the first day of their ‘class’ when he arrives at the Senate Office Building on Coruscant. It’s a short walk from the landing platform to her office and he knocks on her door, feeling suddenly nervous as he waits to see her again.
When the door finally opens, he’s stunned by the sight of her. He remembers her beauty perfectly and it’s just as he’d held it in his mind since he saw her last, but it’s still awe-inspiring to see in person once more. She has beautiful large brown eyes that see right through him, like she knows everything going through his head. She holds all the cards.
Especially since it was her call to remain friends. Now it would be her call to undo all of that and become more.
He blinks blue eyes at her, fluttering as he tries to regain his bearings. “Padmé,” he says her name in greeting, a tenderness to his tone. A familiarity that other people would be too nervous to use, especially so quickly.
But Anakin is unafraid. Nervous, but unafraid. He had grown familiar enough with her on their trip to the lake mansion, after all. “Obi-Wan has exiled me from the Jedi temple to attend this course… I am sorry to trouble you during your duties, but I’m not sorry to see you again. It feels like it’s been a lifetime since we spent time together.” He hesitates, nervous to push his luck, and adds, “A-As friends, of course.” He’s more confident now than he was as a padawan, but it all seems to drain out of him as he sees her again. / @nabrrie
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fatedsith · 5 months ago
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❛  i'll always be here for you, no matter what. just please don't shut me out.  ❜
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Anakin immediately softens, glancing over at his wife with worry. How could he explain to her that he wasn't shutting her out, but quite the opposite? He wants to hold her close; keep her from the horrors of that nightmare that caused him to jolt awake, a cold sheen of sweat all over his body.
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He had climbed out of bed, grabbing the robe from the chair and putting it on so he isn't completely shirtless as he paces the apartment. Thoughts buzz in his head, an incessant chatter, and he knows if Obi-Wan were here he would tell him to meditate and focus on the Force. He would remind Anakin of the lesson he learned from Qui-Gon-- to be present in the now. But how can he do such a thing when he can still hear her screams in his head, almost as clearly as if they were real? Padmé had screamed in pain on that table, calling out his name, and he could do nothing to help her.
It was torture.
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He's fearful again; a familiar feeling that tightens around his throat, squeezing, making him feel like he's powerless and suffocating. Being the chosen one meant nothing; he had no control over anything, not really. If he had, his mother would still be here. Maybe even Qui-Gon wouldn't have died, leaving Obi-Wan to train him. Anakin isn't blind; he sees his master's reluctance at times where it concerns him, even if it stings and he would rather not. If he were the 'chosen one' everyone expected, wouldn't he have saved more people?
They called him the Hero with No Fear because of the war, and it couldn't be further from the truth. At least he had helped some people, even if it didn't alleviate the clawing suffocation as Anakin realizes he's had yet another prophetic dream. It's going to happen-- there's nothing he can do to stop it. He's going to lose Padmé, just like he lost his mother.
He shakes his head, pacing. There has to be some way to stop it this time. He promised her grave that he would be stronger this time, and Padmé is pregnant now. It's for all of them. He'll do whatever it takes, but he will save her.
Even if they can't stop the war and General Grievous will burn more people and their homes until the Republic itself falls. It had come close already, when Palpatine was taken. It all weighs on him, like a thousand bricks turned into a mountain. His only escape is to see her beautiful face and be reminded of what he's fighting for. Why shouldn't they all have love, when life was so bleak?
So when she approaches him in the living room, saying those words, he glances over at her with furrowed brows, trying to find a way to articulate his heart. "I'm not, my love..." He would never purposefully shut her out; he only wanted to hold her. "It's just difficult to speak of certain things." She deserved to know, didn't she? But what were the ethics of telling the woman he loved more than anyone in the world that she was doomed? That the happiness they deserved was doomed, too?
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"It was a dream..." he relents, turning to look at her. He's perched on the armrest of the couch and she's standing beside him, looking as beautiful as ever in the dim light of the city outside. She looks ethereal; like a goddess, almost. She's loved by so many people and he's so proud of her-- she's everything the world cherishes and wants. Not like that monster, Grievous, or so many of the corrupt politicians in power. Obi-Wan had once tried to tell him she was one of them, but he knew even before then that she wasn't. He knew her on a Force level, like she was apart of him. He has always loved her. So he says it, even though it's like hot coals in his mouth. "And it was about you." / @nabrrie
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fatedsith · 5 months ago
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@devcted -> waking up from a nightmare and going to his room for snuggles .
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It's another night of Padmé being gone, currently on a trip to another planet to help her father with a relief mission. He was in retirement, too old to be on such expeditions any longer, but Padmé insisted on helping him with his cause.
Anakin loves her for it, so he supports her decision to go, even if he and the twins will miss her while she's gone. With General Grievous dead and the Republic utilizing humanitarian efforts and diplomacy, the war had come to a tentative end, with most Separatist command structures completely fractured. Peace had started to return to the galaxy, but recently it had been on shaky grounds once more under the leadership of a new Chancellor.
Anakin knew Padmé could take care of herself, but it always gave him some anxiety to see her off on such long trips, knowing she's a high profile figure of the Republic (or she was, before they left their careers behind to raise the twins on Naboo).
To some, what Anakin and Padmé had done was a betrayal of sorts. After accusations of misconduct, Padmé had stepped down from her position as Senator. The Jedi Order had removed Anakin from the Council, but in return for him turning in Palpatine, he had been allowed to stay in the Order and bring his daughter to the temple for training.
It wasn't until Bee struggled with the other younglings because of her special circumstances, just as Anakin once had, that he realized he didn't want this for his daughter. He removed her from the Jedi Order and trained her privately on Naboo, retiring from being a Jedi in a sense.
And now she's at the age of thirteen, growing into a young woman slowly but surely. She's a year younger than Ahsoka was when Anakin was first assigned to train her. It doesn't feel real, because in truth he'll always see her as his baby. She's his pride and joy and was from the very moment he laid eyes on her.
And now she knocks on his bedroom door. He knows it’s her because it’s a tiny fist and it could only be her– Cedric wouldn’t ask for snuggles this late. Anakin reaches over to turn the light on the bedside table on, starting to sit up in bed. He still has soft black pants on, and the robes he wore to bed, so he calls out softly, “Come in.”
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She lets herself in, as is their routine, and his chest is full of the familiar warmth he gets whenever he sees his daughter. He’s so proud of her that it’s almost impossible to put it into words or tell her anywhere near enough. She’s just as strong, kind and beautiful as her mother, with a connection to the Force like he has. Her little curls are disheveled and she looks upset, so the warmth in his chest changes to a pang of fear and concern. “Bumblebee, what’s wrong? Is everything alright?” His brows furrow in concern as he realizes it’s probably bad dreams, just like the ones he has from the Force. “Not another nightmare…Everything’s okay– I promise. Come here, princess.”
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fatedsith · 7 months ago
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fatedsith · 5 months ago
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He sucks her skin until she speaks, teasing him despite the way she’s shivering under his touch. He loves that about her; how she’s as delicate as a flower, but as strong as a lion. Kind and beautiful but assertive and powerful. Capable of steeling herself in ways he would never understand, and he’d spent many years wondering how Padmé had held herself together for an entire planet when they were children. That was just the way of their lives, of course, but no one could do it all like Padmé could. But underneath it was a special warmth, forged in the heart of Naboo. Padmé had been a sweet young girl long before she was a politician, as warm as the sand on the beach by that lake she loved so much. She lived a life Anakin didn’t get to on Tatooine and he finds it fascinating; feeling it emanate off of her like the radiance of a sun. She’s special– warm and bright, loving and patient. Sometimes in ways Anakin could never be, always quick to the draw, to the point Obi-Wan scolded him.
So he smiles, lips pulling away from her skin as he glances up at her. It sends a small thrill through him, how her eyes are full of lust. “Is that so? Are you going to ‘make me’ submit?” he asks teasingly, referencing back to their conversation in the meadow. “Not very democratic of you, but I’d like to see it.” Despite his joke, his voice is full of burning lust to match that lust of her gaze. “I like when you’re on top…” He thinks of the meadow again and how it felt to have her body pressed against his, straddling him in the grass. She’s perfect; a treasure he’s never going to get over. He wants to see this side of her, just like every other side– bask in her dominance.
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He softens at her declaration of love, still in disbelief he’s getting to hear her say it so much. As if she’s getting lost in it just like they’re getting lost in each other’s bodies. To Anakin, it’s the sexiest thing she could possibly say, returning his burning love for her. “I love you, baby,” he murmurs back, dragging a soft kiss across her breast.
She’s moaning for him, telling him how good he is, which makes him hard again. He doesn’t know how it’s possible after having climaxed twice, but it feels good being praised in her breathy, sweet voice. Continuing his motions, he drags his tongue over her breast, pausing at her nipple to swirl over it. “I want to keep being good for you,” he murmurs, dragging kisses up her chest. His lips reach her collarbone and go over, up to her shoulder. Using his tongue to tease her skin, he leaves a trail of saliva as he swipes along her neck.
He loves the sound of her giggles when it tickles, but he’s so focused on making her feel good that he doesn’t stop. Placing wet kisses all over her neck, he covers it until eventually he’s using his tongue once more. Picking a spot to lick at, he runs his tongue in small circles, just below her jaw. “I have to get every part of your body first, like you asked of me,” he says lowly, his palm massaging her breast again.
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And he does, even taking her arm in his grasp as he plants kisses from her shoulder downward. When he reaches her wrist he takes her hand, pushing two of her digits past his lips, his blue eyes meeting hers as he sucks on them. Running his tongue against her fingers, he takes his time for a moment, watching her reaction before letting them slowly slide from his mouth. “Put those in your mouth now,” he tells her, just because he wants to watch her taste his spit.
Shifting down again, he lowers himself to her stomach, brushing his lips against it once more. Planting gentle kisses, his nose brushes against the soft skin of her groin area. His mouth waters when he sees her cunt again, wet from their cum. She’s beautiful and pink, making him want more.
He tries to withhold, glancing up at her once again as he presses kisses to her inner thigh. Sucking softly at one spot, he waits until her desperation grows before finally giving her what she wants. Hands gently pushing her legs apart further, he pushes his nose against her clit, his tongue pushing out to swipe against her soaked folds. Lapping at them gently, he moans quietly from how it turns him on, one hand reaching for his cock. Touching himself a little, he finds that he’s over-stimulated, aching too much. But she still somehow makes him feel good so he keeps going, wanting to return the favor to her. Pressing his tongue inside of her a little, he licks at her entrance, tasting himself mixed with her slick.
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every single inch of her body felt like it was on fire, sweat felt like it was dripping off of her body, soaking her from the absolute heat radiating off her. she's a senator, a leader and here she is losing her mind underneath the touch of a gorgeous jedi, all his own, just for him. she bites down on her lower lip, shivering underneath him as her gaze flickers into his gaze with a shaky purr as he begins to tease her for begging. "don't let all that power go to your head, ani. I just might have to take control." she teases, her dark eyes watching him with nothing but need and lust.
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it was overwhelming from the way he touched her, causing her to squirm a little at the feeling of his fingers fucking inside of her. she gasps softly, lips parting and back arching as she allows her eyes to flutter. "f-fuck." she says in a groan, biting down on her lower lip and she rolls her hips and it causes her eyes to water just a little. his cum still spilling from her ass he rubs at her sensitive cunt, fucking his cum inside of her.
sex was new, feeling this way was new....it was almost wild, exciting. she could get used to this, if this was her life now, being in his arms, feeling his touch, everything. a choked out moan falls from her lips as he pushes his fingers inside of her tight hole, they're so large that it sends her into soft gasps, needing air to breathe. "oh my..." she lets out a shaky moan her lower lip quivering.
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padmé smirks softly when he says he likes the way she says his name, it makes her smirk softly. "I love you ani..." she says in a seductive whisper, biting down on her hand moving up his chest, tracing her fingers against his soft skin. "you're so good for me." padmé praises him, a soft moan falling past her lips. "you're so good..." she repeats, her voice low and needy.
his fingers spread her apart, fucking her tight cunt desperately and making her legs tremble as a muffled moan leaves her, his tongue tangling with her own until all she can taste is him, making her eyes flutter a little as their tongues fight for dominance but before she can melt into it he's pulling away, making a slight whimper fall from her lips as he sucks on her juices, licking them clean of her as her dark brown eyes watch him with need.
his wet tongue flicks against her nipple, she bites down on her lower lip, a shuttered out moan falling past her lips. she can't help but giggle a little when he starts kissing against her skin, a smile stretching over her lips as she purrs. it tickles, but it also fills her with warmth making her feel as if she was on top of the world, she was his girl and she was being touched like it.
"I love being yours knowing I'm not supposed to be " she whispers in return. "I love having you touch me like this." padmé is gasping, needing him so desperately her hands move down to brush against his arm. his hands all over he body, squeezing and touching as he kisses her skin and caresses her body. "are you going to taste me some more?" she purrs with a smirk. "as you said, keeping your promises."
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fatedsith · 5 months ago
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She begs him please, uttering his nickname so sweetly that he wants to give her everything she’s ever wanted. This is what he dreamed of— being loved by her enough that he could be of use to her, taking care of her like she deserved. It seemed a miracle that she didn’t want anyone before him when she’s the most beautiful woman in the galaxy. She was always so driven to her cause, carrying the weight of many worlds on her perfect shoulders. She didn’t allow for distractions, but she allowed him in. It makes him feel special; just as special as the day he was told he was the Chosen One, but more so. While that came with burdens he’d never asked for, this was nothing but a blessing. Padmé loved him.
“How could I refuse when you ask me like that?” he murmurs in her ear, his tone sweet. “Though I do love when you beg.” It turns him on, making his length ache between his legs. He’s spent from his orgasm, his cum still spilling from her, and he can feel it against his fingers as they curl inside of her. Fucking the slick into her, he pulls back to watch her pretty face and how it changes as she gasps. She tells him how good it feels, echoing her words earlier when she cursed and told him it was amazing. He couldn’t get enough of the breathy sound of her tone, as if she could hardly stand how good it felt.
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She had moaned when he came inside of her and the sound is burned into his mind, somehow leaving him just as horny as when they’d started having sex. His favorite part is how she says his name again, her lip quivering and her sweet voice a gasp. Her thighs tremble around him as he fucks her with his fingers, in and out, sliding easily inside of her because she’s soaked with both of their cum. “I love when you say my name,” he murmurs in admiration, allowing his fingers to slide against her clit gently as he gazes down at her perfect lips. They’re flushed pink from all of his kissing and biting and it only makes him desire her more.
Leaning in, he slides his lips against hers, slowly kissing her, tongue running against her mouth. She whimpers and he shoves his tongue into her mouth to silence her, groaning at how wet she’s gotten his fingers. He tastes her slowly, lips sealed together, tongue moving across hers. His breath is shaky when their mouths part because he’s more than breathless from her beauty.
Pulling away, he sits back, bringing his fingers to his mouth to slip them in and suck down. The taste of her is strong and her cum is slick, mixed with the faint taste of his own as well. Sucking his digits clean, his blue eyes stay on her dark ones the entire time. Then he leans forward again, hands and elbows against the bed as he lowers himself.
Placing tentative kisses on her stomach, he drags his tongue beside her belly button. Gaze flickering up, he smiles. “Just keeping my promise.” He would kiss and lick her body, just as she asked. He would make sure to get the place she wanted his mouth most, too.
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Covering her skin in gentle kisses, he slowly works his way up, alternating to using his tongue again as he allows it to drag between her breasts. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, and he means it. Sliding his tongue over one breast and nipple, he slowly licks at it, taking his time and swirling over it. Closes his lips around her pink nipple, he sucks against it softly, one hand slipping down between her legs to touch her clit again. Rolling against it with gentle fingertips, he looks up at her as he sucks her breast, tongue laving against soft skin.
“You do like this,” he muses, as if answering his question from earlier. “My dirty girl…You love being touched when it’s not allowed, don’t you?” Bringing his fingertips to his lips, he licks them with his tongue, savoring the taste of her. Then he slides his hand up her body, caressing her stomach and then her breast. Giving the other one a squeeze, he leans in to press kisses against it, starting to tease her skin with his tongue. Picking a spot, he sucks down, licking against it. “You taste so good,” he murmurs, thinking about her juices against his tongue. “I want your cum in my mouth, Padmé.”
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it agonizing, the need seeping into her vains and driving her insane. she's greedy, one touch isn't enough, she needs his skin on hers more than she needs air to breathe.
anakin speaks to her, telling her she must be patient and wait for his tongue to go in between her thighs again and it only makes her want to pout like some kind of child, her dark eyes looking up at him as brows knit together. she needs it and she hates waiting, but she does. biting down on her bottom lip as she nods. "please ani.." she mumbles shyly.
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for the first time in her life it feels as though something actually belongs to her, someone she can call her own and truth be told she enjoys it, not having to share him with the world, he gets to be her secret, no one else could get inside. her dark eyes flicker to his, she smiles shyly as she bites down on her bottom lip. "good I want to enjoy you being all mine." she purrs, nudging her nose against his own as a gentle smile tugs at the corners of her lips. "and I don't wish to share." her breath is shaky, coming out in sort of a whisper as her dark eyes flutter with need, the way he felt inside of her making her feel good, her mind fogged up and the only thought she can have is of him.
she's supposed to be thinking about her life, the risk that its at and he's supposed to be her protector, watching over the senator to make sure she is safe and take care of and yet they found another option, her body wrapped up with his, entangled in the desire they have for one another that nothing else in the world matters. she bites down on her bottom lip for just a moment before she kisses him deeply, her fingers brushin against his cheek as she deepens it, her tongue rolling into his mouth as if it taste every bit of him.
she cannot speak say a word, the way he sucks on her tongue making her eyes roll back as a needy whine or falls from her lips because she's trying to ride it through her orgasm. her eyes watering at the feeling, rocking her hips a little against his, feeling hall tingly as she cums and before she can even process it she feels anakin cum as well, filling her up like that. it's a feeling of almost euphoria, her skin shivering in need as she nudges her nose against his own. "f-fuck." she moans out, her eyes fluttering closed as she purrs att the feeling of him releasing inside.
her fingers brush through his hair as she soothes him through his orgasm, pressing a kiss to his temple as a gentle smile this at the corners of her lips. "that was.... amazing." she whispers, her lips brushing against his skin but then he's pulling back, pushing his his hand between her legs as his fingers start to brush against her clit, her mouth falling open as she lets out a gasp. "o-oh my god." she says softly, biting down on her bottom lip. "that feels good." she says softly, still feeling sensitive from the way his fingers feel against her and the way he talks to her drives her crazy too, a shivered out moan falling from her lips as she nods slowly, not really bothering to speak because her body shows enough, the way her thighs shiver and her body reacts just as a soft gasp falls from her lips when he pushes inside. "ani..." She says softly, lower lip quivering.
the fact he's still wanting to go amazes her a little but she's certainly can't complain, she smiles a little as he pulls his fingers out, touching her sensitive clit again as she bites down on her bottom lip. "oh..." she whimpers, squirming a little underneath him.
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She tells him what to do while he’s inside of her, demanding he eat her out once more. It turns him on, a soft growl in his throat in response, only lowering himself to fuck her harder. Her gasps are intoxicating; her beautiful voice making him shiver as she makes her commands, moans spilling out right after. He intends to do everything she says, of course. Anakin lives to do whatever Padmé asks.
She’s reaching for his braid again, making heat flare in his body, overwhelmed by how it feels to be noticed and loved by her like this. Somewhere distantly, it occurs to Anakin that the servants can probably hear the bedframe hitting the wall, but part of him hopes they do. He wants everyone in the lake country to know that Padmé Amidala is his own, moaning for him as the wet sound of him pumping inside of her cunt fills the room. “Be patient and I’ll taste you again, my love,” he croons, starting to fuck her more gently for a moment as their eyes meet.
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Her forehead is pressed to his, mumbling to him about how she wants his love, as if she’s distracted by her pleasure. In her passion, she’s completely discarded any worries about what the council thinks. “Not to worry– they won’t know until we’re ready…But I agree.” It’s difficult not to agree with her in this moment, because being sheathed inside of her, hearing soft moans escape her pretty lips, he really doesn’t care if Obi-Wan or Master Yoda or the others have a problem with this. He needs Padmé to breathe and keep going…she’s everything to him. His own religion, almost. He wants to worship her all night and forever after, trying to show that to her with each pump of his length inside of her. She clenches around him, making a soft moan pour from him, the heat building in his core.
The sounds he makes are muffled by her kiss, her small fingers trying to find grip in his short hair as she arches up against him. Padmé never stops him from marking her neck, which pleases him in a way he’d never anticipated. The most beautiful woman in the galaxy has finally allowed him to leave a hickey on her beautiful skin, sucked there carefully with his lips to show everyone she belongs to him. They’re being risky, both with how loud they are and what he’s doing to her body, but he can’t bring himself to care, too engulfed in the passion of it all.
She begs him not to stop, but then he pulls her against him by tugging her hair. She makes a beautiful sound as her tongue enters his mouth, making him whimper in delight as he slides his own against it. Licking her tongue just as she cums, he starts to suck on it next, letting it slide against his lips. The feeling of her cunt tightening around him feels so good that it sends him over the edge another time, an orgasm rolling through his body.
He cums inside of her with a soft moan, fucking her desperately with several deep strokes. He spills into her, starting to drip out of her hole but continuing to fuck his cum into her, burying his face against her neck. It feels good; better than he could’ve ever imagined, how wet and slick she is around him. He keeps sloppily thrusting inside of her, her entrance soaking with his own cum, until he’s ridden through his orgasm.
Noticing the mark he left on her neck, he gently runs his tongue against it. Pressing a kiss there, he pulls back, his cock slipping out of her. “That felt so good, love,” he murmurs against her lips, dragging a soft kiss against them, almost as a thank you. “Does this feel good?” he asks, slipping his hand down between her legs to slide his fingers against her soaked clit. Playing with it while his blue eyes lock with hers, he continues to massage it for a moment before sliding his fingertips down to touch her entrance, his own cum spilling out of it. Sliding against it, he uses his fingers to push the slick cum inside of her again, fucking her gently with his index and middle fingers. “I bet you like that, huh?” he breathes against her lips. 
Biting down onto her lower lip, he then starts to suck on it, taking it into his mouth. Playing with her pussy, he enjoys the sound of his cum inside of her, so loud for him in a room that’s quiet aside from their breathing. Pulling his digits out, he returns to her clit, his fingers wet as he plays with it again.
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her bottom lip quivers, and she feels like her entire body is on fire as he fucks into her deep with strong hands wrapped around her waist. it's all about the control, letting him in and handing over that control to him because she knows that her body is safe in his rough hands as his fingers dig into her skin.
'your body is mine now' the words are like heaven, something about them making her ache in a way that wasn't painful or even uncomfortable it was almost like a desire, an emotion and urge that she's never felt before. always so guarded, her walls built so high that it was almost impossible to knock them down. but anakin had done it so flawlessly, taking not only her body but her heart and every thought as well and this alone scared her deeply, making her want to run and hide but she stays put against her better judgement she gives herself to him and it makes her hot inside. a choked out moan leaving her full lips as her dark eyes flash up to meet his, taking every inch of him until he's hitting that right spot, over and over his tip is pressing into her. "taste me..." she gasps out in barely over a whisper. "I want you to taste me again and again until you tire of me, until every piece of fruit you bite into only tastes of me." padmé's words come out in a moans eyes watering in desperate need for more even if she already has it all. her hand slowly reaching up as her petite fingers trace against his braids as she tangles it between her digits, reaching up until her hand his coming through his hair and she's letting out a loud moan.
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she wonders if the servants are around and if they can all hear her and anakin, the sounds she's making past her lips and the way their skin smacks together, she wonders if they're judging her and if they know that she's finally found her weakness in the arms of this young jedi. but how could they blame her? looking into eyes so blue and kissing his sweet lips, any one would be insane not to fall...but it was all for her and nobody would take that from her. padmé sighs softly, she leans up to rest her forehead against his own lips just inches apart from hers. "I just ask for your love ani." she mumbles breathlessly. "I do not want anything more or anything less, for so long I thought I knew what I wanted in my life but then you showed up and I was more confused than I ever had been before in my life...I tried to deny it because I know it's wrong but I don't care anymore. if the jedi don't want us to be together then screw them." her words come out in a mumble, a breath leaving her lips as she leans in to kiss his lips deeply.
her stomach flutters as he continues to snap his hips, the bed underneath them creaking up on the impact of him fucking her with harshness even though it's heavy.her fingers tug a bit more harshly in his hair, pulling at it as her mouth parts open. "f-fuck." she whimpers. "r-right there ani..." she purrs, fingers trailing from his hair and down to his nape, fingers tracing against his skin almost gently despite the movements.
he doesn't stop and she can't resist, the way he's harshly fucking into her making her hiss. "d-don't stop." padmé breathes, eyes squeezing shut as back arches into him when he starts kissing her neck. she knows she should warn him to be careful, not to make a mark against her skin but she can't seem to get the words out, she's far too focused on the feeling and that's all she needs.
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his next demand is an easy one to give into, she has no control over her body but she knows she's close. her lips parting as she tears up a little. "I'm so close ani, don't stop..." she breathes, begging and needy even when she doesn't have to be. "I am yours and I want you to take it all." her words feel inaudible as he fucks into her harshly, that turning feeling in her stomach and her muscles feeling tense as she hisses at the feeling of his tongue against her skin.
she wants to beg some more but before she can his fingers tangle into her hair again, tugging her closer to him as she kisses him back deeply, moaning against his lips as her tongue slides into his mouth and at that moment she starts to cum, the sound leaving her body is muffled yet loud enough it's vibrating as her hips start to jolt a little.
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fatedsith · 6 months ago
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It appeals to something possessive in Anakin, almost animalistic, when she says her body belongs to him. “Yes it does,” he purrs softly, thrusting his hips to fuck her steadily. She’s beautiful beneath him, with pleading brown eyes that seemed to beg for his movements. And he wanted to give them, so he did, fucking her over and over, the tight pleasure of her cunt making him dizzy. “You’re so generous, Padmé…giving yourself to me. And I accept— your body is mine now.” She sounds wet even as he’s thrusting in and out of her, a soft moan escaping his full lips because it does something to him. “And since you belong to me now, I’m going to fuck your tight, pretty pussy until you’re tired,” he murmurs. “That’s why I had to taste…It just looked so pretty.” Anakin has never seen between a girl’s legs until now, not being allowed to indulge in activities like this and not wanting to until Padmé. He’s not surprised how attracted he is to her body, but he’s taken aback by how much he wants to taste; by how he wants to kiss and lick it again so much that he aches. She’s soaked for him, making it easy to slide inside of her, leaning forward to fuck her with hard strokes as his fingers dig into her hips.
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She’s teasing him but she’s right– she could convince him to do whatever she want, if he’s honest. He would do anything for her and he’s certain of it. “It’s like I said– I’ll do anything you ask,” he murmurs, an intensity to his tone that he knows is trouble. This is against everything his master drilled into him, but Anakin is quick to let those ‘teachings’ slip from his mind, getting rid of them so he can devote every ounce of his energy to Padmé.
She’s telling him she needs him, biting at her lip, and she looks so beautiful it takes his breath away. Maybe his Masters were wrong. Maybe just loving her would make him a better Jedi– a better lover and protector. Or maybe he’s delusional and he’s okay with that too, because all Anakin cares about is how good it feels to be inside of her, filling her completely, his breath ragged.
He expects her to tell him to eat her out again, but instead she says she wants his mouth everywhere, on every inch of her body. He groans desperately, fucking her harder in response, making the frame of the bed hit the wall from the force of his thrusts. Leaning forward, their chests brushing, he slides his tongue against her neck. Covering her sensitive skin in his saliva, he latches full lips onto the spot, sucking gently as he slowly rolls his hips.
He’s still inside of her, sheathed completely, feeling how wet she is against his skin. “Cum for me, angel,” he coaxes quietly, breathing against her throat. He can tell she feels good with each gasp, watching how her face changes. “Cum for me and I’ll kiss every inch of your body next.” Pressing his tongue against the spot he was sucking on her neck, he swirls it against the forming mark, teasing her. 
Moving his hips again, he keeps fucking her, starting to feel another orgasm unraveling inside of him from the pleasure in his core. One of his hands is still tangled in her soft hair, tugging at it to guide her pretty face towards his so she’ll kiss him once more.
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'not until we're ready' he says, and padmé smiles warmly at the thought of it. wondering what it would be like if they ever were ready for it, to show their love off to the world. how would people react? what kind of people would they be like by then, would he find a way to be a jedi and a husband? would she still be a senator?...how much stronger would their love had grown by then? it makes her heart flutter, lips curling into a dreamy smile. this was the first she wanted to look forward to, to achieve a life that normal couples thrived in but for now she would enjoy their relationship, their dirty little secret.
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padmé hated the idea of him and other women, even if those other women didn't exist. she's never felt so selfish before, as if she just wants to keep anakin all to herself, hide him away from the desperate gazes of the world and keep him hidden away, just for her keeping. she bites down on her lower lip, a soft giggle leaving her lips. "just to be safe." she repeats with a soft voice. "perhaps you're right, I can never be too careful with you..." she says tracing her fingers against his bare skin, a soft breath falling from her lips as her gaze lingers on his body, the feeling of him on top of her making her body hot as she purrs softly. It thrills her that he begs for her like this, his need for her was intoxicating and she almost feels greedy for wanting more of it. "I know you will my love...you're so good for me." she breathes lowly, breath hitching in the back of her throat as she arches her back in need. "I know you will make me feel good because my body is yours, it belongs to you." she says with a shaky voice, biting down on her lower lip desperatel gazing up at him with desperate eyes.
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a soft chuckle falls from her lips, letting go of her lips to press them together with a purr. "hmm, so you're saying I can convince you to do whatever I want." she says teasingly, her eyes flickering from his chest to his face just obsessed with hot perfect he was. he was a man now in every shape and form, his body and his perfect blue eyes. he's fucking perfect and it drives her crazy but not as much as the sweet words that leave his lips, saying that he loves her. a smile curls over her lips once again, her dark eyes flickering into his gaze. "I love you too ani, more than even I understand." she says softly. the moment is overwhelming, his cock inside of her but he's speaking words of poetry, her heart pounds against her chest as she bites down on her lower lip. "I need you so bad..." she whispers even though she already had every inch, it didn't feel like it was enough. she needs him, all of him, his heart his soul his body, his skin on hers and his breath mixing with his, she needs everything and she will never feel full until she has it all.
padmé lets a chuckle fall from her lips, dark eyes sparkling as a smile tugs at the corners of her lips. his confidence was otherworldly and she would wonder if it came with him being a jedi but she reccalls the time when they were young, still so sure of himself despite all he was going through. "all mine." she purrs, biting down on her lower lip.
her breath catches in the back of her throat at his words, the way he's pushing inside of her as she bites down on her lower lip. she can't help but chuckle as anakin tells her he likes being bad for her, knowing there is some truth to it considering he's breaking some rules just to be on top of her right now. "do you?" she purrs breathlessly, reaching up to cup his face as her fingers brush against his skin as she smirks. his next works make her blush a little, biting down on her lower lip shyly as she thinks about what she wants. "I want you to touch me...all of me, I want to feel your mouth against my skin and my body, I want you to lick every inch of me while filling me with your perfect cock until my body can't take it anymore." she purrs, her voice desperate as she rests back against the mattress
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the way he fucks inside of her, it makes it hard to breathe because she's unable to handle her body, as if she's let go of all control and given it to him. he's so big, spreading her apart as a loud gasp falls past her lips. "anakin..." she gasps, biting down on her lower lip harshly. his hands pick her lower half off the bed, lifting her hips as he slams into her almost causing her to scream out in pleasure as her hands go underneath her, squeezing the sheets beneath her. "f-fuck." she says with a desperate whine. his fingers dig into her skin, causing her to hiss as she bites down on her lower lip. "d-don't stop.... don't stop." she gasps. "please ani..."
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Anakin has never wanted anything more than what she’s offering right now– it’s everything he’s clung to for years. He’s loved her since they met, dreaming of her and imagining their future together almost like he just knew, prophetically, that they would end up as husband and wife. The Force was mysterious like that, weaving through his mind, taking him places he never would’ve expected to go. He’s not even sure he would be alive if not for it guiding him like it did in all of those Podraces.
But now he’s here, in the future he dreamed of, and because of Padmé it’s completely perfect even if it isn’t. The Jedi weren’t what he’d expected as a child; the slaves weren’t free, he hadn’t seen his mother again and bureaucracy was slow, like a disease that didn’t care what lives it took. But Padme is everything he dreamed of and more. She’s just like he remembered her, but even more beautiful somehow, intelligent and kind and with an unwavering heart.
“I agree,” he rasps, blue eyes clouded with heavy desire for her at just the thought of making children together. It’s romantic to him, how she doesn’t want to waste any time. He doesn’t either; not even a second. “I think we can do whatever we please…No one has to know. Not until we’re ready.” Maybe they would reach a point where one of them retired or moved on from their positions. Maybe one day when Anakin has  become a Jedi Master and returned to save his mother. “You already make my dreams come true by existing,” he murmurs against her soft lips, dragging a kiss against them.
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Her confident words make him smirk a little, amused by the way her sweet voice sounds when she’s telling him something she’s certain of. He enjoys it even more because she’s being possessive over him, not even realizing that he already is what she’s describing. “You’re already the only woman I see. Like I said, you were the only one I thought of for all of those years. But it would be a waste not to enact such a plan, so maybe you should follow through with it just to be safe,” he teases against her soft lips. “I think I’d like to get so used to being inside of you that it’s all I can think about…” his words are a purr as her thumb traces his lower lip, making him shiver because it feels so good. He likes the gentle way she touches him, like she’s worshiping him too. It makes him moan a little when she tells him she wants to make him feel good, her voice warm and sexy in a way he never imagined it would be, all just for him. “Please,” he begs, but it comes out in more of a whimper. “But I’m going to make you feel just as good…I promise.”
He could listen to her voice and it would be enough to get him off, even without her touch. She’s beautiful; a work of art, moving on top of him. Everything about her seems flawless, from her body to her voice to the way she loves him back. So he can’t deny she’s right when she says she would have him wrapped around her finger anyway. “Maybe so,” he teases. “You are rather convincing.” There’s a reason why her people wanted her re-elected even though it was against policy. She’s an amazing queen, but to Anakin she’s an even more amazing person.
She tells him she loves him, making his heart race, body unbelievably warm. He’s sure he’ll never get tired of hearing it, either– his favorite three words she’s ever said. He loves how his nickname sounds on her tongue, something that he was worried about before, hoping she didn’t see him as the same little boy he was when they were kids. But he can tell she doesn’t and he can hear the reverence in her tone, as if who he was when they met was still special to her, even if she hadn’t loved him like this yet. “I love you,” he murmurs another time, almost hypnotically, because the way she fucks him is lulling him into a haze of pleasure.
She’s so obedient for him, claiming she doesn’t care about Palo, only him. She bounces on him, hips rolling and making him struggle to breathe with each slide of her cunt, clenching around his aching length. He can’t find it in himself to care about her ex fling anymore; not when he’s feeling her body like this and it’s changing everything, giving him a pleasure he’s never felt before. No one else was ever given this side of her; only Anakin. He’s selfish and wants to keep it that way– wants to keep her all to himself, never uttering that artist’s name again.
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It gives him a certain satisfaction, hearing her beautiful moans fill the room along with the wet sound of her riding him, sliding down onto him again and again. It feels so good that his breathing is ragged, teeth gritting as he almost goes over the edge again. She tells him how big he is, making him smirk. “I know, my love���And it’s all for you.” He gasps, trying to center himself again despite how good she feels, wet and tight, going even harder as his fingers scratch her skin. 
She teases him, pointing out how much he likes fucking her when it’s not against his rules. He moans brokenly, fucking into her harder, hips raising as he fills her. Her walls clench in response and Anakin knows he can’t take much more. “Yes…Because I like being bad when it comes to you,” he murmurs, but the hitch in his voice makes it more of a gasp. “Maybe part of me wants them all to find out you’re mine…See me inside of you and know who you belong to.” His words sound insane, even to his own ears, but that’s what she does to him– drives him crazy. He’s possessive and completely in love, losing what’s left of his mind to the incredible feeling of her perfect body.
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She seems to be losing herself just as much, with the moan that falls from her lips by the time he’s between her parted legs. Her fingers slide through his hair, telling him how good it feels, her thighs trembling around his head.
He can still taste her in his mouth from when he greedily licked her cunt and he needs to be between her legs again. “Tell me how much you want more, baby,” he murmurs, moving one hand up to brush stray curls from her pretty face. His thumb traces her cheek, gently and reverently, admiring her and her perfect skin. “Tell me everywhere you want my tongue, so I can grant your every wish.” He’s greedy and he doesn’t care how he sounds– he just wants to know what Padmé likes. He doesn’t know how any of this works, never having had sex before, but he knows that he wants to worship every part of her perfect body.
Both hands dig into her hips once more, helping lift her as he thrusts inside of her, again and again. Her entrance is soaking, making it easier, so slick as his breathing goes ragged. Letting go of her hips, he leans further over her, his forehead pressing to hers as he slides fully inside of her once more. “Feels so good,” he breathes, snapping his hips rhythmically to fuck her as he buries his face against her neck from the pleasure.
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The scream that leaves her only makes him thrust inside of her harder, filling her again and again with a groan. She goes slack underneath him, allowing him complete control, so he fucks her soaking hole again and again, moaning quietly. Pushing her legs apart with his hand, he leans in, his chest brushing against hers as their lips meet. Anakin kisses her almost shakily, desperately, full lips sliding across her own as he’s sheathed inside of her. Tracing her lower lip with his tongue, he slowly pushes it inside of her mouth to touch her own. One hand tangles in her hair, tugging at it to pull her mouth against his hungrily.
having that fairytale ending never seemed so close before, just out of arms reach and if it was up or her she would have that perfect little family right now, with anakin and their beautiful children running around a green field, no worries of danger or pain just love and joy. but for now there were obstacles in the way of their dreams and they would have to be careful. "perhaps when everything's died down and there isn't a target on my back...we could make such dreams a reality." padmé says softly, her soft brown eyes casting down upon him. "life is far too short to waste time, especially with where we're at in life." anything could happen, with him being a jedi he could go away for weeks to months, sometimes putting himself in harms way. maybe she was in a rush to claim the jedi but maybe it would be worth it. "i want to make your dreams come true " she says softly, biting down on her lower lip.
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you would have to be blind to not see the beauty that radiated off the male. from his ocean blue eyes to the shape of his lips and sweet nose. he was truly something else and padmé had noticed it from the moment he walked into the room. so it would be silly not to assume that others had noticed it as well...other women from different planets with various beauty and personalities, all wanting just a bite of the forbidden fruit, a chance to be with him if even just for a night.
but padmé would be lying if she said it didn't bother her just a little thinking of all the things he could've done if it weren't for some silly code, all the women that could've tempted him, even just thinking of such a hypothetical scenario sends a chill down her spine as she's looking down at him with a hungry gaze. "oh I know you're too much of a handful, no other woman would understand you and your needs the way I do." she purrs looking down at his soft lips as she smirks. "but I'm not going to punish you ani, I'm going to make love to you until the thought of another woman makes you sick when it crosses your mind, that your eyes don't even see others because all you will ever be able to think about is how you feel when you're inside of me." her words come out in a low whisper as she brings her hand to his face, letting her thumb brush against his lip. "I wanna make you feel good."
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the sweet sound that leaves him drives her crazy and she can't help but smile. she would never get used to the effect she has on him with something just as simple as touch...making him weak underneath her as she backs up her hips against him, rolling her hips down slowly as lips part in a shaky moan, trying to take all of him as her body fills up with desire.
there's a breathless chuckle that leaves her lips, pushing her hips down teasingly as anakin teases and tells her that she's lucky because she'd been taunting him about always being right. she leans down to rest her forehead against his "even if that weren't true, I have a feeling I would still find a way to have you wrapped around my finger." she smirks down at him playfully, taking his lips between her teeth as she tugs up on it.
for so long padmé has gotten used to always taking the lead, being in charge and in truth she really did enjoy that part, always being outspoken and headstrong it was one of her greatest qualities, but it was also something that padmé would grow tired of at times. she just wanted to let go of it all sometimes, give that power away so she could finally feel free...but, there had never been anyone she ever trusted enough to let that side of her show, she never felt free enough to submit to someone else until tonight as she's laying in bed with anakin. she trusted him more than anyone else, maybe even more than herself.
her body feels like it's on fire as he speaks, praising her once again In those sweet words. she bites down on her lower lip, dark eyes looking back at him as she blushes shyly at the way he squeezes her ass, causing her to buck her hips slightly as a tight moan falls past her lips. "I won't bring him up." she whimpers, tilting her head back as a shaky breath leaves her. "I don't care about him ani... you're the only one." she breathes, biting down on her lower lip as she rolls her hips even harder.
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he continues to praise her, calling her a good girl and telling her just how tight she is making a giggle to fall from her lips. she loves hearing it... especially from his sweet lips mixed with his much rougher touch, one hand on her ass and the other on her breast as he's squeezing her skin leaving this tinglely feeling against her skin but the thing she loved most of all were the three words he said to her. "i-i love you too ani, fuck I love you so much..." she gasp out through her words, desperately trying to get the words out and make sense.
his dick is filling her, spreading her apart and fucking into her as she moves up and down against his cock, taking him deeply inside of her until he's hitting that spot. "y-you're so...so big, you're filling me up so fucking good baby " padmé hisses, gritting her teeth together as she moves with eagerness. "I want you to keep fucking me." she breathes out with a shaky breath at the way his fingers push into her skin, almost deep enough to leave marks. "yeah?" she whispers "you like fucking into my tight pussy knowing that you shouldn't? knowing you would get into big trouble being inside of me if your master found out?" words leave her lips in a purr, eyes fluttering as she arches her back forward, letting her fingers move down his skin.
but before she has a moment to react anakin's hands wrap around her, shifting their positions until she's laying her back against the mattress and her dark eyes look up at him, feeling her cheeks flush a slight shade of pink. she feels more exposed, spread apart just for him. anakin moves between her legs as a leaves her lips, her dark eyes gazing at his frame, toned and beautiful. his skin is almost glowing as her eyes move even lower until she sees his fingers wrapped around his cock, jerking himself off a little for her. but then he does something she doesn't expect, anakin moves down between her legs as his tongue begins to lick between her folds. "o-oh my..." she moans out loudly. it feels good, sending a shiver down her spine as her mouth falls open. "that feels so good." she mumbles, reaching out to gently brush petite fingers through his shaven hair.
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it feels so good that she completely loses herself for a moment, the wetness of his tongue lapping against her causing her thighs to quiver...until anakin is pulling back again, a shaky whine falls past her lips but padmé doesn't have long to pout over it when he's wrapping her legs around his waist, tug her closer as she finally pushing inside of her, causing a loud moan to fall apart her lips as her dark eyes flutter closed. his movements are hard, making her body feel as though it's going completely weak. "don't stop...." padmé almost screams, letting her mouth fall open.
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fatedsith · 6 months ago
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Anakin had dreamed of what their lives would be like, if his love was ever returned. He imagined a wedding and eventually a pregnancy, giving her a marriage most happy couples had. He had no idea of knowing what sort of life Padmé wanted in the years they were apart, but it wouldn’t stop his imagination. His dreams of her felt so real that it almost seemed as if he still knew her, spending time together and confiding in one another.
It makes him overjoyed to think she wants the same as he does; a real life with him, even if it’s in secret. “I…I would be so happy to be the father of your children,” he says, almost in disbelief because he’s honored. “I always dreamed you would fall in love with me too, and we’d have a life together.” He’s breathless, saying it with her on top of him like this. It’s a miracle he’s survived this far, heart racing in his chest just from looking up at her beautiful face. Now he has her body to look at too; smooth skin and perfect figure.
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He likes something about her teasing; her soft, warm voice and the way it wraps around him almost lovingly. She sounds jealous, insisting she’s the only one that could handle him, pressing a kiss to his lips that makes his eyes close for a moment, savoring her. He would take Padme over any woman in the galaxy; he’d sacrifice them all for her, in fact. No one matches even a quarter of her beauty and how could they? It was like she was sculpted by the divine, so much care put into her beautiful brown eyes and perfectly shaped lips. Her body is as perfect as her face, from her toned stomach to her soft breasts.
And even outside of her beauty, there’s the passion in her that makes Anakin feel less alone in the universe. Like someone could understand him and even match the part of him that he’s constantly reprimanded for. She’s loyal to everything she loves, using that beautiful wit to protect and serve. It makes her serious sometimes, but unraveling that protective layer shows the brightest, most gorgeous woman he’s ever seen. And Anakin loves unraveling her, just as he’s doing now, watching that unfamiliar look flash in her eyes as if she’s possessive over him. He’s spent so long pining for her, being the one that was uncertain if she returned his affections, that he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. “Oh, is that so? You think I’m too much of a handful, then? Why don’t you round me up, Senator? Punish me like I know you’d want to punish any girl I talked to.” There’s a mischievous amusement in his tone, realizing fully well what he’s doing.
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A soft sound escapes him as her nose presses to his, breathing her air as she insists that she is always right. How could he argue when she was so beautiful like this, giggling because of their exchange?
She insists he does pout, which only makes him pout a little more, wanting to look away but unable to because her eyes are so beautiful. She kisses his nose, making his heart jump a little because of how tender the gesture is. He flushes, despite his annoyance at her insistence he pouts. Some part of him is aware of how he sounds, though– he just can’t bring himself to care if he’s overzealous about her. She’s all he cares about and it seems like a sensible enough reaction to Padmé’s existence, to act in such a way as he’s acting. “Hmm, you’re lucky you’re the most beautiful woman in the galaxy,” he murmurs, but his warmth for her is overtaking that annoyance. Truthfully, at the end of the day he would let her do anything she wanted to him and treat him in any way she pleased, even if he complained.
It gives him a thrill how she obeys his command, offering to let him punish her if he so wanted. It makes him so hard that he can’t help the soft moan in his throat, feeling the pressure from her walls clenching around his length. “That’s a good girl,” he praises, his hand squeezing her ass firmly as she moves her body on top of him, sending an intense pleasure through him. “I might forgive you for bringing him up if you’re so eager to be obedient.” His voice is thick; teasing– in truth, there’s nothing to forgive and he would never be upset with her for such a thing. But it’s satisfying teasing her back about Palo and it helps that she’s sexy when she’s submissive. It makes his heart flutter, the way she says she’s only loved him. “I love you and I will only ever love you,” he says in return, voice softening. And his words are completely true– he already knows that they are. She’s it for him, for all his days.
She’s begging him to tell her she’s good again, her hips moving eagerly and making his eyes flutter because it’s too pleasurable. She’s soaking him, making his skin wet and slick along with her own, taking his cock easily. “You feel so good, Padmé,” he moans quietly, giving her what she wants and happy to do so because she’s doing the same for him.
It’s even more thrilling to him when she praises his size, still rolling her hips to fuck him harshly as if she likes it that way. He moans softly at her words, reassuring him he has control of her once again. It’s everything he’s ever dreamed of and more, so intoxicating that he’s already close to orgasm. She moves faster when he squeezes her ass, her hands sliding to his shoulders as she bounces on him, taking the entire length of him again and again. It’s too overwhelming for him; her body feels too good. She’s soaked and he can hear it, slick sounds each time she slides up and down. His eyes roll a little, fingers digging into her ass harshly and his other hand squeezing her breast harder. She’s grinding against him in a way that’s making his toes curl, the intensity causing his eyes to sting and a whimper to leave him. Both hands shift to her back, scratching down her skin because of how hard she’s humping him. “Yes, just like that,” he moans, fingers digging in as he takes her hips, grasping them desperately as he moves upwards into her. “You’re so tight, Padmé…”
It makes him lose himself, but greedily needing more and not wanting to cum again just yet. It’s the most difficult thing he’s ever done, stopping her delicious movements on top of him as he pulls out of her, using his strong hands to push her off of him and onto the bed. Getting up, he moves over her, hand grasping his length, which is wet with her.
She looks beautiful laying before him, her legs spread to show her glistening cunt. She looks so perfect that it takes his breath away, blue eyes staring as his breath is still ragged. Leaning down because he can’t resist her, he puts his face between her legs, tentatively dipping his tongue between her folds. The taste of her fills his mouth, making him moan as he jerks himself off a little. It’s intoxicating, getting to finally taste her and know how good she really is. Licking softly, he continues for a bit, swiping up her wetness and brushing the flat of his tongue against her clit.
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Realizing he’s distracted, he pulls away, licking his lips as he meets her beautiful brown eyes. Taking her legs and wrapping them around his waist, he lines himself up with her entrance, pushing inside again with a quiet moan. Fingers digging into her hips, thumbs brushing her stomach, he starts to thrust inside of her harder this time. She’s just as tight around him and it feels good, bringing him to the edge already as he picks her up off the bed, chasing the pleasure with rougher thrusts. “You tasted so good,” he groans, but the words leave his lips in a haze of lust and desperation, almost unaware of what he’s saying. “I want more.”
she wishes she could see the world through his beautiful eyes, it all seemed so deep and wonderful when anakin spoke of it. padmé wants nothing more than to feel free, to run across meadows and watch the sun glisten over the lake of naboo. she can picture it so vividly even now, just her and anakin nothing else but their love and perhaps the sound of the tiny giggles of small children echoing in the air. "perhaps one day...if that's something you want." she smiles. "truth be told I always thought about having children and now that I have you, I'd be lying if I said it wasnt something I've been thinking about a lot lately." padme smiles down at him lovingly.
her eyes look into his softly, listening as he tries his hardest to convince her that it's impossible for him to look or to love and desire another woman in all of the galaxy. padmé never considered herself as someone who was insecure but it just seemed almost unbelievable that something as perfect and precious as anakin would be all hers. "there's still time." she teases, smiling fondly as he takes her back to the first words he ever spoke to her. he was just a boy then but now he's so much more than that, he's the man of her dreams. padmé chuckles at his words, eyes rolling at his words as a soft smirk settles over her lips as he bites down on her lower lip making her purr. "oh would you now? that would be kind of difficult considering I hadn't thought about him in years and I only brought him up to make you jealous." she teases, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "besides, none of those hypothetical women would be able to handle you the way I can." she says lowly, a flicker of jealousy in her eyes.
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a smirk tugs at the corners of her lips, cupping his face as she nudges her nose against his own. "oh but I am definitely, always right." she teases, scrunching her nose as a bright giggle falls past her lips. "and yet that doesn't stop you from trying." in truth padmé loved the way they bickered and argued because she always knew it wasn't that serious, that it came from a place of passion and love. it excited her in ways that felt almost sinful.
just like now, the way he scowls at her, his cute pout making an appearance again as if he has something to prove to her, it's endearing to her. "you do." she says in a whisper, a smile curling at the corners of her lips as her dark eyes look into his own. "but it's one of the things I love most about you...almost as much as i Iove pushing your little buttons." she purrs, pressing a gentle kiss to his nose. a gentle gesture despite her taunting. padmé feels a shaky breath, biting on her lower lip as his anger sends a shiver down her spine. "yes sir." she hums, smirking down at him. "I'll never say it again, promise and if I do maybe I'll let you punish me, anyway you want..." she breathes, hands brushing down his chest. "for the record, I never loved him. I was just a girl at the time not like now...now I know what true love is and I truly love you."
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her chest is pounding, feeling the sweat dripping down her skin as her body starts to get hotter, the feeling in her body getting more intense as cunt moves against the length of him, rubbing her cunt against him almost needy for more. "you're so hard." she teases, brushing her lips against his with a low hum. "yes, I wanna hear you say it again, I want you to say it over and over again." she breathes, her eyes almost watering at the feeling. padmé chuckles at his words, nose nudging against his own.
feeling him inside of her was other worldly, feeling her eyes flutter and her entire body loses control from the need that fills her as his cock does. she gasps softly as he squeezes her breast,. "you're so big ani.." padmé whispers, trying to get herself used to the feeling of his size.
padme rolls her hips slowly as if she's trying to take more of him inside of her, feeling almost greedy for it as she moves her hips eagerly against his own. his words come out low in his already deep voice, causing her cheeks to flush at his words as she nods almost eagerly at his words. "y-yes." she whispers. "however you please, anakin...my body is yours, to do whatever you'd like with." she breathes, almost needily and hissing at the way he squeezes her nipple, making her hips roll as she clenches herself around him.
a shaky moan falls past her lips, looking down at him as her hands come up to brush through his hair, letting him slowly with a moan and his tongue is mo big against her sensitive nipple. "f-fuck." she whispers, biting down on her lower lip. his hand squeezing against her butt makes her out a little, encouraging her to love a little faster against him when he makes his next demand, in the low growl.
she places her hands on his shoulders, bucking her hips excitedly as she begins to bounce against his lap causing her to throw her head back letting out a loud gasp of pleasure as she throws her head back. "you're so good, ani...i-i...fuck." she gasps
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He listens to what she says, even if it’s difficult to focus because of the pleasure from her body. “I like to think anything is possible,” he says, echoing his words from earlier. “At least with love.” He believes in love more than anything else because it was what got him through his hardest days. Especially his love of her, ever present even when she wasn’t. “You truly want a life and children with me?” he asks softly, glancing down at her lips. Just as he does, she bites on his lower lip, causing a moan to slip from him.
He shakes his head when she asks about the other beautiful girls, almost frustrated at the way she doesn’t seem to know she’s unrealistically beautiful. “No one is like you,” he says, gazing at her with half-lidded blue eyes full of desire. “Luckily for you, you’re the only angel I met in my travels,” he teases softly. He considers her question for a moment. “If I didn’t have my Jedi training, I would’ve found you sooner. But my heart would’ve been the same— only yours.” He pauses, considering his answer mischievously. “But who’s to say? Maybe I would’ve had an experience or two, while you were wrapped up in that crush of yours.” He looks up at her, waiting for her reaction before a smile tugs at his lips, revealing he’s only teasing. “I’ve only ever wanted you and that wouldn’t change if I weren’t a Jedi.” He bites at her bottom lip teasingly, sucking on it for a moment before releasing it. “My occupation would never change my feelings…” He’s sure he would love her no matter his life; he was always meant to love her. 
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He cherishes hearing that she loves him too, sure that he could listen to her speak for days and it would never be enough. He presses a soft kiss to her lips just before she teases him about always being right. “Yes, I know you think so,” he teases, with the smallest eye roll. “I let you say what you please because you’re too beautiful to argue with.” He could never truly be angry with her— she’s nestled deeply in his heart, in a place no one else has managed besides his mother. 
She begs to feel him, which makes him sigh shakily against her mouth with desire. He wants to kiss her more, his lips pink from how much they’d done so already.
He scowls a little at her words about his pouting like a boy, annoyance building from the frustration of wanting her to think the best of him. “I don’t,” he argues, and it frustrates him even more that he knows she’s right. He must sound foolish to her, becoming so sensitive over her perception of him. Still he lies, denying it to her and himself. “It’s not pouting. And I can fuck you whichever way I please,” he answers, hearing the possessiveness in his voice. It’s difficult to be angry when she’s rolling her hips down, grinding against him with her wet cunt, making his teeth grit and his lashes flutter because it feels too good. She pushes even further, asking about her old crush’s name, that mischievous glint in her eyes as if she knows what she’s doing. “Who cares about him?” Anakin growls. “I don’t ever want to hear you say another man’s name while we’re fucking. So maybe if you don’t remember it, you should forget it.” He hates Palo— the artist Padmé loved, even before she knew what love was. In his anger, he hopes his career as an artist failed.
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But Padmé rubs her cunt against his tip, her entrance soaking around him, making him moan desperately because it feels too good. He already came but he knows he will again, her body so perfect that he barely had a chance to go flaccid. He’s hard beneath her and it feels perfect, every grinding motion of her hips bringing ecstasy to him.
Her movements bring him so much pleasure he’s panting against her mouth, unable to control his reaction to how slick she feels sliding against his hard cock. “You want to hear it again, love?” he taunts, because she’s begging to be praised once more. “Maybe you’ll be nicer to me and I’ll tell you how soaked you are and how good it feels.” There’s a moan to his voice, losing himself to the warmth from her movements.
She scratches at his chest, making him whimper quietly, trying to hold himself back from finishing again so soon. It doesn’t help her pretty mouth drops open when he shoves inside of her, giving him a moan as she whimpers his name. His own sounds are becoming more desperate, his hips raising eagerly to fuck her tight cunt, feeling her walls clench around his length as he sheathes the entirety of himself in her. She moves his hand from her waist and to her breast, making his cock twitch inside of her at the feeling of her soft skin beneath his palm. He squeezes softly, massaging it as the pad of his thumb rolls over her pink nipple. Her breasts are the perfect size to fill his palms, mesmerizing him as he plays with one.
But he can’t stop thinking of her taunting, and that paired with the way she begs him to fuck her stirs an aggression in him. “You’ll let me fuck you however I please,” he says, somewhere between an observation and a demand. His fingers roll her pink nipple between them before he sits up, shifting her on his cock as she straddles his lap. A soft, choked out sound leaves him at how good it feels when her walls clench around him, soaking wet.
Still cupping her tit, he runs his tongue against her flushed nipple, lapping at it for a long moment and covering it in his saliva. Sucking it into his mouth, blue eyes look up and meet hers as his lips slide against her tit. Flicking his tongue against it again, he gives it a gentle nibble, his other hand coming up to her bottom to squeeze her butt cheek. “Bounce on it,” he growls. “And maybe I’ll be even rougher when I throw you on this bed and fuck you how I want to.” He can tell that’s what she wants; for him to make her a mess like he is.
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"anakin skywalker you are absolutely the most mad man in all of the universe." she says with a chuckle, her dark eyes filled with nothing but admiration and love in her dark brown eyes. he was ridiculous and beautiful, absolutely drove her insane most times for better or for worse. "you know when I was a young girl my mother used to tell me these... stories about people falling in love and living happily ever after. I used to want that life as a girl, to find my soulmate and though none of those stories were between a jedi and a senator... I'd like our story to end like the others, with us riding off into the stars together." she smiles against his lips, nibbling down at his lower one playfully. "having kids of our own with stories to tell them about our forbidden love."she nudges her nose against his, dark eyes holding his gaze for a long time as she purrs.
anakin mentions how she was the only woman he dreamed of for ten years, his eyes never straying to others. as a padawan he has traveled to many planets with his master, meeting many different women who were able to witness his beauty long before padmé laid eyes on the all grown up man. there's a sudden spark of jealousy fluttering in her chest, thinking about how many wanted him and probably tried to pursue him in failed attempts to claim him as their own. padmé smirks, biting down on her lower lip for a long moment. "of all the beautiful creatures in the galaxy?" she teases. "and if you weren't this courageous jedi master to be? would you still have kept yourself pure for me?"
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she usually feels as though she can't breathe when she's around him, that the rhythm of her heart felt like huge drums beating inside of her chest but now it's all quickened, with their bear bodies pressed against each other and his cock teasing her needy cunt. it sends something thrilling coursing through her entire body, it felt like her entire body was vibrating feeling every molecule and fiber of her being. there's a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she looks into his eyes, nodding slowly. "I feel for you in ways I never knew were possible my love, I could have everything I ever wished for tomorrow and it still wouldn't feel complete without your love ani. you've changed something in me." padmé chuckles at his next words, she would be lying if she said she didn't like when he challenged her at times. "especially because I'm usually right." padmé teases with a bright chuckle falling past her lips. "or, always right in fact."
"i know." she hums, the smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "and I've never felt this way either, I didn't even know what love truly meant till you walked through those doors, till you came back into my life." she teases nudging her nose against his, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. their bodies are pressed together but it's like their souls are intertwined, connected with one another but she needs more of him, wanting more than just his soul or his body pressed to hers, she needs it all because the first time in her life padmé wishes to be selfish. "I want to feel you." she says breathlessly, eyes looking down into his with need.
her breath catches in her throat as they kiss deeply, fingers trailing down his braid as she deepens it with a low hum. her nose nudging against his with a low sigh. she loves the taste of him and the feeling of his hands against her body, it drives her crazy and it's starting to feel like a drug.
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the femme chuckles against his lips when she touches that nerve, her smile teasing as she hums. "oh?" she teases. "but you still pout like a boy." padmé teases, nudging her nose against his own as she shivers at the way his fingers feel against her bare skin. "can you fuck like a man ani?" she says lowly, rubbing against him playfully, a soft moan falling past her lips. "mmm, i'm sorry what was his name again?" she jokes, brushing her lips against his own with a breathless chuckle, eyes fluttering at the way his fingers feel against her smooth skin.
her eyes water, her soaked cunt brushing against his tip. it's pushing against her and the desire is driving her crazy. quivering at the feeling as she rubs against his cock while hearing his words of praise. "keep telling me how good I am, please." her voice is soft, almost needy as her eyes look down at him with unspeakable desire. "I need to hear it, how good I am for you..."
anakin's tip teases her soaked cunt, making a shaky breath fall past her lips as her nails scratch against his bare skin. his words making her feel hot underneath her skin, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she giggles. "no, I like that you're such a mess." padmé breathes, her hands coming up to cup his face. "that your reckless and mad, my life has just been so polished up until now...and I'm so tired of it." she smiles against his lips, kissing him deeply, almost desperately with a sloppy desire. she wants to be bossed around, she wants to be turned into a mess for just once she didn't want to be treated like a senator or a queen.
it almost catches her by surprise when he's finally pushing inside of her, his cock filling her tight cunt as her mouth falls open with a tight moan. she's pressing her forehead against his with a quivered lower lip. "a-ani" she breathes out, her hands shaking. padmé presses her forehead against own, biting down on her lower lip as he slams himself into her. it's perfect, the sounds they're making...she almost wonders if everyone would be able to hear them from across the lake, hearing her take his perfect cock inside of her over and over again. "fuck me." she breathes, taking his hand off her hip and guiding him back to her breast. "this is all for you anakin, my body, my heart...all yours to do with however you please."
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He’s wanted her for so long, living in his imagination, that it’s surreal hearing Padmé say they should memorize each other’s bodies. That’s what he intends to do; kiss and touch every inch of her until he’s covered everything, worshiping all of her. He wonders if she’ll let him continue on for that long, kissing her skin.
He loves her laugh, and how gentle her fingers feel on his braid. “Well, I said I was determined to look good enough to attract your attention— I didn’t say I had to try,” he teases back softly. He knows he’s handsome; he isn’t blind. It’s not like one could choose their face, although he’d spent a lot of time dreaming about what he would look when he grew up, hoping he would match her beauty. “And they’re still all for you– my looks, I mean. I never thought of anyone else, all of those years.” It’s not like no one had tried to pursue him, despite being a Jedi. But Anakin had a dream and he knew who he wanted already.
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The way she compliments him and who he is, her soft hand sliding down his chest, makes him shiver as he looks at her intensely. “You truly love me the same way?” he asks softly, not because he doesn’t believe her but because he’s still registering that this is real now. For so long she had been in his dreams, not physically touching him, her soft fingers against his abs and chest like this. “It feels like everything about you is beautiful to me… Even when we disagree on something.” Anakin has a short temper sometimes and doesn’t always listen to Obi-Wan or the council, even when he earnestly tries to. But even when Padmé dismissed him as a padawan learner in front of Naboo’s royal council, he still found her attractive. He finds everything about her attractive, from her confidence and brave heart to the way she melts and becomes soft when she finds something funny. “I’ve never felt this way before…” Even when they were apart, he felt it, like a tugging on his very soul, making him wish he would see her again.
It takes his breath away, how she says he’s the most beautiful man in the universe, and it truly doesn’t seem real he’s so lucky. But it is and it’s starting to sink in, having her naked in his bed, all his. “That’s good because I want you to remember that when I’m inside of you,” he murmurs against her lips, a faint smile tugging on his own.
She kisses him while she touches his braid again, taking his breath away because of the taste of her tongue in his mouth. Her lips are as soft and perfect as they look, pressing against his own desperately when they continue to make out. It must be what pure happiness feels like; he’s never felt this good before and it’s only getting better by the second.
He forgives her for his jealousy over Palo, mostly because her tongue had just been in his mouth and he still wants more, greedy for her. “I’m not like a little boy,” he argues defensively. “A little boy couldn’t make you feel like this,” he murmurs, dragging his fingers against her bare back, slowly moving lower. “But you’re right that I am cuter than your artist friend.” And he wouldn’t let her forget it.
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He loves how she blushes, like she’s under his thumb completely, and then she admits that she wants more than his fingers. “I’ll put it all in,” he coos comfortingly, his knuckles gliding over the soft skin of her back, watching her face as he does so.
A choked out moan leaves him as she rubs her soaked cunt against him, telling him in that sweet voice how good it feels. “It feels good for me, too,” he breathes, eyelashes fluttering from the pleasure. The friction is enough to send pleasurable heat through him, but she’s wet too, rolling easily over his tip. “So good, Padmé…You’re so wet. You’re doing such a good job.” The praise leaves his lips before he can think about it, because it’s more perfect than anything he could’ve imagined when he was alone in his room.
“I know how to handle myself,” he murmurs against her lips in response, focusing on holding his length as he rubs his tip against her slick cunt. “Maybe you should clean up my mess, if it bothers you,” he teases her lowly, only growing more satisfied when she begs for him, sounding breathless. She wiggles her hips, making his eyes roll a little, breath hitching. Then he pushes inside of her, unable to wait any longer. She’s just as wet and feels even tighter around his cock, taking him easily as his hands move to her hips. He shifts his hips up, slotting himself inside of her with a too-loud moan, eyes closed at how perfect her body feels around his aching heat. He shifts a little, trying to fuck her, moving inside of her as she sits on his cock, taking him.
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for so long padmé says had this...empty and lost feeling inside of her like she wasn't always complete. she tried to fill that void, putting her time into politics and making an actual change and for awhile it worked as a good distraction but nothing would ever be able to truly fill that void, that longing emptiness in her chest that she always felt.
and then anakin came along, with those damned blue eyes of his and words that felt like poems everytime he spoke about his undying desire for her, acting as though he would die if he didn't get his hands on her, it was intense and a little insane but for the first time in padmé's young life she finally felt like that whole person she'd been longing for since she was a girl. padmé purrs against his lips, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I know you will ani..." she breathes against his lips. "and I want to learn every inch of each other's bodies, together." if they were going to break their rules they might as well make the most of it and that's what she plans on doing just that.
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she was wrong on the first day they met again, he was no longer that little boy from tatoonie. he was a man through and through and no matter how hard she had denied her feelings or how many times she tried to tell herself they were wrong... padmé had already fallen in head first from the moment her eyes landed on him for the first time in ten long years.
a soft chuckle falls past her lips as petite fingers aimlessly play with the braid in his hair, listening to how he even manages to turn his own compliment back onto her. "I'm not sure that's how it works, you don't have to try to be anything ani. you just art..." she whispers softly. "even if you looked like a hutt, your soul was beautiful long before you knew me. your dashing good looks are just a plus to everything that's already amazing about you." she giggles, her other hand running down his chest as she smirks. his beauty was beyond compare, from his beautiful enchanting eyes and cute nose all the way down to his perfect length, so big and pink, just for her. "I find you to be the most beautiful man in all of the universe." she purrs but the idea of him determined to look beautiful just for her, knowing he could probably have any woman if he really wanted her.
her fingers trace against his braid gently, guiding the tips of them against it. it was almost endearing, his padawan braid, a symbol of his humble purity and a soul that was passionate to do good. she used to think such a symbol was kind of silly looking but not on him, somehow he managed to look beautiful, like one of those angels he described to her when they were only children. padmé pulls her hand back but only for a moment before he's grabbing her by the wrist again and guiding her back to take it in her hand again, a soft chuckle falling from her lips as she leans back to kiss him deeply, her fingers playing with his braid as her tongue slips into his mouth.
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his words are sweet, making a soft chuckle falls past her lips in awe. he loves her, and his words are true, they're the most true things that ever rang in her ears. it makes her heart flutter. but there's a soft chuckle falling past her lips at his words when he mentions palo. "I was just a girl anakin, I didn't even know what love was." she hums. "to tell you the truth I never think about palo, I only told you about him because I...I wanted to make you jealous, I wanted to see if you'd pout and I can't deny that you look pretty cute when you get all sulky and jealous, like a little boy." she says teasingly chuckling softly at the way he frows even if he tries to cover it by teasing.
"if loving you means my destruction then it's a risk I am willing to take." maybe love would destroy her in the end then it would be a tragic ending to a beautiful story, a risk she would be willing to take with her heart. padme blushes at his words as dark eyes look back into his own. if sends a shiver down her spine, thinking of his fingers inside of her as she nods slowly at his words. "yes..." a soft hum falls past her lips. "but I don't think just your fingers will be enough my love." she purrs lowly.
there's a strained out moan falling past her lips, mouth falling open at the feeling as she rubs her soaked cunt against his hard dick almost eagerly. "feels so good." she teases lowly, brushing her lips against his own with shaky breath as his finger rolls against her clit as she chuckles softly at his words. "I am not ridiculous." padmé teases, nose nudging against his own. "just making sure you know what you're getting yourself into jedi boy." she says teasingly, smirking against his lips.
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padmé shivers under his touch, his fingers against her already sensitive nipple. "anakin..." she breathes, rubbing her hips eagerly against his own, sloting his dick between her folds with need. she watches as he cums, seeing as it splashes against her cunt making her bite down on her lower lip with hunger. "you're making such a mess." she teases, letting her fingers brush up his chest slowly as she smirks down at him. she follows his gudience with his strong arm wrapped around her tiny waist, fingers moving up to run through his hair as his cock teases at her entrance. it drives her crazy, eyes fluttering at the feeling and it's like her cunt is throbbing in need. "anakin please." she breathes, lips brushing against his own, wiggling her hips against him. "I've never needed anything more in my life."
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