#anakin skywalker gif

[platonicsource]

Chen Chen, from Poplar Street

[djr3x]

Me with My friends! They’re never getting rid of me!

incorrect sw 15/?

[anakinstwinklebunny]

TW: i have no idea what happened 🧍‍♀️ I'll try to use less vulgar words in next works - I know for some it may be uncomfortable and honestly I don't feel right with myself while doing it too

JAMES KELLY’s hands, stained with grease and calloused from years of hard work, gripped your hips with a force that sent shivers down your spine. His touch was rough, unapologetic, but the way his thumbs pressed small, possessive circles into your skin had you melting. “Look at you,” he rasped, his voice rough like gravel, thick with unfiltered desire. “You’ve been teasin’ me all fuckin’ day, haven’t you?”

Perched on the hood of his car, you could feel the cool metal against your thighs as his heat pressed into you, consuming every bit of space. His dark eyes raked over you, lingering on the way your dress rode high, exposing more than you’d usually dare. And Maker, the way he looked at you—it wasn’t just hunger; it was starvation.

“I didn’t—” you started, but he silenced you with a smirk, leaning closer until his lips brushed against your ear.

“Didn’t what? Didn’t mean to drive me fuckin’ crazy?” he growled, his stubble grazing your neck as his teeth nipped at your skin. “Bullshit, baby. You knew exactly what you were doin’.”

His lips were on you in an instant, crashing against yours with a heat so intense it left you gasping. The kiss was messy, desperate—his tongue sliding into your mouth, claiming every inch like it was his right. And still, wasn’t it? The taste of him, mixed with the faint hint of smoke and engine oil, had your head spinning.

When he pulled back, his forehead pressed to yours, his breath came in hot, ragged bursts. “Goddamn,” he muttered, his voice low, almost a snarl. “You make me lose my fuckin’ mind.”

His hands slid lower, pushing up the hem of your dress until it bunched around your hips. The low, filthy whistle that escaped him when he realized you weren’t wearing panties sent a flush straight to your cheeks.

“No fuckin’ way,” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave. “You walked in here like this? Just waitin’ for me to take you apart?”

“James,” you breathed, squirming under his gaze, but he wasn’t having it.

“Quiet” he said, but his tone wasn’t harsh—it was raw, dripping with everything he was holding. His fingers teased between your thighs, dragging through your slick folds as his dark eyes locked onto yours. “You’re so fuckin’ wet, baby. Did you get like this just thinkin’ about me? Thinkin’ about my cock?”

Your breath hitched as he slid one thick finger inside you, curling it just right before pulling out and tracing slow, torturous circles around your clit. “Answer me,” he demanded, his voice a low growl.

“Yes,” you gasped, your hands clutching his arms as he worked you with an expertise that had you seeing stars.

“Good girl,” he muttered, his free hand gripping your thigh, spreading you open wider. “You wanna know what I’ve been thinkin’ about all damn day?”

You nodded, too breathless to form words, and his smirk widened.

“This,” he said, sliding another finger into you, stretching you just enough to make you moan. “This pretty little pussy, all mine to fuck, mine to ruin. And you, baby—so goddamn greedy for it.”

“Please,” you whimpered, your hips bucking against his hand.

“Oh, I’m gonna give it to you,” he promised, pulling his fingers away and bringing them to his lips, licking them clean with a groan. “But you gotta be patient. Let me take my time with you.”

He undid his jeans with a quick, practiced motion, freeing his cock and stroking it a few times as he positioned himself at your entrance. The tip teased against your slick heat, and you bit your lip, trying to push yourself onto him.

“Greedy,” he muttered again, shaking his head, but the amusement in his voice was laced with so much need it made your stomach flutter. He slammed into you in one smooth, brutal motion, filling you so completely you cried out.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his head dropping to your shoulder as he paused for a moment, letting you adjust. “So tight.. squeezing me as if I were your lifeline”

He didn’t wait long before he started moving, his hips snapping against yours with a rhythm that was punishing and perfect. Each thrust sent shockwaves through your body, your hands scrambling for purchase against the hood of the car.

“You hear that?” he rasped, his breath hot against your ear. “That’s the sound of me fuckin’ you like you’ve been beggin’ for all day.”

The wet, obscene noises of your bodies moving together filled the air, mingling with your gasps and his low groans. You couldn’t hold back the cries that spilled from your lips as his cock hit that perfect spot inside you over and over again.

“James,” you whimpered, your body arching into him, desperate and overwhelmed. “I’m so close.”

“Yeah?” he growled, his hand sliding between your bodies to circle your clit with his thumb. “Then come for me, baby. I wanna feel you.”

You shattered around him, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Your walls clenched around him, and he cursed under his breath, his thrusts growing sloppy as he chased his own release.

“Damn,” he groaned, pulling out at the last second and spilling himself across your stomach, the heat of it sending another shiver down your spine.

But he wasn’t done—not even close.

Dropping to his knees between your legs, he spread you open again, his tongue sliding through your folds to lap up everything you’d given him. His stubble scratched against your thighs as his mouth worked you over, his hands gripping your hips like he was afraid you’d disappear.

“You taste so sweet,” he muttered, his voice muffled against your flesh. “Could eat you for hours, baby. Days, even. You’d let me, wouldn’t you? Let me keep you right here, keep you coming on my tongue until you’re too wrecked to even move.”

You couldn’t respond—not with the way his tongue was circling your clit, not with the way his fingers slid back inside you, coaxing another orgasm from you with devastating precision.

When you finally came again, trembling and gasping his name, he pulled back with a smirk, his lips and chin glistening. “That’s my girl,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your thigh before standing and pulling you - his little doll - into his arms. “You’re mine, baby. Every inch of you belongs to me.”

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[thesassypadawan]

Make Them Blue (Will x WifeReader)

Summary: It’s No Nut November and your hubby decided to join a ‘friendly’ office pool with his fellow suits.  Everything was going well until the heating/cooling at work breaks.  Drenched in sweat, his only thought is coming home and taking that long yearned for shower.  Which you are more than happy to give him with your tongue. 

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Sweat kink, one smexy dilf, yummy cinnamony/earthy taste, and…Will’s skilled fat dick.

Notes: Happy No Nut November all you, lovelies! 🤍💙

- You know you’re being obvious, not discreet at all.  Unable to stop staring since he came home from work this evening.  Watching intently at the way his powder blue shirt clings to his perspiring body; rides up to reveal the dewy crease of his hips; how the stains under his arms look so…scrumptious.

- “Come here…”  Will’s skin glistens, appears to shimmer in the soft flickering glow of candlelight.  “I only want a little…”  Eyes focus, tracking a drop of sweat roll from behind his ear; down his throat, his chest.  “Please…”  Splatters onto your cheek; trickles into your eagerly waiting, open mouth.  “Daddy…”

- Drunk off his essence, off his aroma.  Breathy moan escapes you when the familiar salty flavor coats your tongue yet again.  That cinnamony, earthy, distinct masculine scent fills your lungs once more.  A truly intoxicating cocktail, you’ve come to learn and love…crave and need.

- Opening wider, pressing your lips to his jugular.  Sloppily dragging across his pulse point; swirling, tracing the curve of his adam’s apple.  Collecting, enjoying each savory bead.  All the while greedily sucking, leaving pretty pink blotches in your wake.  Accepting each of his… 

- Steadily he thrusts, deep into your inviting warmth.  “Only a little, baby girl?”  Grunting, groaning; low, raspy voice rumbling through your tastebuds…the rest of your pleasure-weakened body. “Seems like a bit…extra than that.”

- “M-Mew,” you squeak happily, meekly.  Continuing to lap blissfully at his flushed flesh; gathering another small mouthful, letting it pool on the tip of your tongue.  “Sorry, didn’t me-mean to go so far…make y-you lose.”  Before hungrily swallowing it all, licking your lips.  Cooing in satisfaction…gaze locked with his.  “Y-you just taste too go-good, can’t hel-help myself.”

- “Don’t…was only a matter of time…until I cracked.”  Using his strength…his weight, Will pins you against the bed.  Driving you further into the soaked sheets; heat enveloping you, washing over.  Desperate moan escapes you, low growl from him.  The force behind those hips increasing, growing erratic; wild, almost feral.  Heavy, full balls slapping wetly against your bottom.  “Can’t keep me out of this perfect pussy…for long.”

- Crashing together, capturing your lips in a messy kiss.  Your legs weakly try to wrap tighter around, hike higher on his damp waist.  Fingers fumble, scramble for perches on his clammy back.  Only to slip, slide in a futile attempt to bring him even closer; to smother and drown yourself in his smell.  Pathetic whine bubbling up from you throat.

- Breaking apart, looming and hovering above.  “What's wrong…wifey?”  He pants, sputters; warm, labored puffs of air fan your face.  “Still want…more?”  While he prods, bruises your poor cervix.  Fat droplets raining onto your chin, neck…between your cleavage.

- Leaning forward, his tongue trails across the swell of your breast.  “Course you do…”  Ascending, sweeping up each bead along the path.  “Always want more of…”  Mixing it with his saliva, creating a tantalizing blend.  “Your hubby’s taste…”

- That he forces into your gaping maw, down your parched throat.  While drenching your trembling, shuddering walls with your third favorite delicacy.

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[calirph]

𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐕𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

costume appreciation.

[skellymom]

He's wearing the Darth Vader chest plate and shoulder pads. Also, the gloves. Don't exactly remember when his outfit changed, but the dark side is creeping in on him. Symbolism.

favourite character meme: [3/8] quotes

if all you want to do is make fun of me, i think you should just go. that’s not what i want. not at all.

[awhhayden]

Anakin Skywalker found solace in unexpected tenderness. Amidst the wreckage of his ambitions and the echoes of his misdeeds, he encountered her, her innocence and warmth pierced through his very darkness and buried itself deep within his broken soul.

She yearned for a glimpse of the lost soul beneath his hardened exterior. He, in turn, cherished her like a fragile treasure, a beacon of light in his chaotic existence.

He left trailing destruction in their wake. The forces he had defied, the enemies he had made, they sought retribution with relentless fervor. In a cruel twist of fate, she became ensnared in the crossfire, she became a pawn in the game he had sworn to play alone.

They bloomed amidst chaos and conflict, a fragile respite from the battles he waged, a treasure he would keep to himself and the darkness he wrestled within.

His thirst for dominance and control clashed with her desire for harmony and compassion. As he delved deeper into the forbidden arts of dark magic, she became a reminder of the humanity he had forsaken.

A little piece I wrote while I work on my newest fic!! so excited for this oneee

[jedislight]

"You die in childbirth."

Hayden Christensen as Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars Episode III: Revenge Of The Sith (2005)

A quick birthday gift for @lacebird !

[bisexualvader]

I wasn't strong enough to save you, mom.

I wasn't strong enough.

But I promise I wont fail again.

I miss you,

so much.

[mochism-writes]

°☆Tug of the Force☆°

—PART 1

●type● intro to series, storyline, MLM romance, two men fighting over you, NSFW, violent, wild interactions

●pairing● anakin skywalker & obi wan kenobi x male reader

●warnings● double penetration, unprotected sex, threesome, anal sex, oral sex, gay sex, (reader) dominated, crying, babying the reader, aggressive kissing, bottom reader, degration, homophobic slurs

●word count● IDK BUT VERY LONG

▪︎synopsis▪︎ You do not know Anakin or Obi Wan Kenobi personally. Both you and Anakin are Padawans, Jedi's in training. Anakin is 20 years old while you are 19, he is very advanced in using the Force, while you aren't as great since Anakin is a year ahead of you. Anakin has a mentor Obi Wan Kenobi 36 years old, that teaches him the way of the Force much like your own master. Even though Padawans learn the Force individually with their masters, your batch of former Jedi initiates have been called to the Jedi Temple of Coruscant for a graduation reunion...

》setting《 your hotel suite in Coruscant...

Your hotel suite has a futuristic, sleek, pale theme. One wall stands replaced with a large window, giving the most breathtaking view of Coruscant. The busy hovercraft traffic, the looming skyscrapers, the pinkish hue of the planet's atmosphere, it feels great to be back.

◇Your mind◇ "Cologne... tie... socks... what else?..."

Your mind rushes at the hotel as you try to check off the growing mental list in your head before the reunion party

◇Your mind◇ "Oh shit! I forgot to shave!"

—————————timeskip—————————

》setting《 Jedi Temple of Coruscant...

You arrive to the Temple via the metro, the busy train car felt suffocating, stuffed to the brim with miserable creatures of all alien backgrounds. Stepping off the metro, a cold breeze of the life sustaining oxygen caresses your face. How refreshing. As you near the Temple, the front gate is guarded by two male aliens that scan your face and give you entry to the seemingly infinite halls of the Jedi Temple of Coruscant

◇Your mind◇ "Woah... where is everyone..?"

This definitely wasn't the party you expected, empty endless halls. You recall your past here and remember the secret hideout that you had with your fellow initiates during your time at the Temple. The hideout was accessed via a secret door hidden within one of the discolored pillars of the grand hall.

◇Your mind◇ "There it is!"

The discolored pillar is visible in the distance, the velvet carpet of the halls steered right past the pillar, a non-Jedi would not think twice to inspect the slightly off-white pillar.

◇Your mind◇ "Not sure if this is where everyone is, but it will be nice to see the old hideout again"

You approach the pillar and trace your hands along its sides until you feel the subtle cracks outlining the hidden door. You step back and use your force to open the hidden door. Just like old times.

A spiral staircase leads down to the hideout, the air feels cool and dry. The winding staircase seemed so much more vast when you were younger, but now it seems like such a small distance.

◇Your mind◇ "Its been so long since I've been down here..."

The twisted staircase leads down, and an odd thumping emerges the deeper you go, causing a dust to fall from the stairs above you.

◇Your mind◇ "Is that music..? Is someone down here?..."

The thumping is now clear and you make it out as a distant club beat. Finally, you reach the door of the hideout. The door looks completely different than what you recall it to be. The puny stone door now replaced with a grand entrance made of a cloudy glass like material, giving you a faint look into the inside, colorful blurs shift behind the door.

◇Your mind◇ "They must have renovated this door.. it is so much fancier than what it used to be..."

You push the door open and bright lights and loud music flood out

》setting《 the Coruscant Jedi club...

The blaring music of the club and the flashing lights disorient you for a moment as you glare around at the busy, unfamiliar scene. A bar lays at the side of the club, populated with Jedis being catered to by well dressed servers. The club has a hot pink color scheme, produced by iridescent party lights blaring from the dance floor. A bridge hangs over the main dance floor, sprinkled with drunkards and dancers. The entire club has a breathtaking view of the skylines of Coruscant, the window definitely being one of the biggest you have ever seen.

◇Your mind◇ "What the fuck...? This isn't the hideout I remember..."

Walking in, the flashing lights and the upbeat music. Aliens and people in futuristic streetwear grinding upon eachother on the dance floor. Males socializing at the bar. The air feels humid and your body bounces to the base of the speakers.

◇Your mind◇ "They definitely did some fucking renovating huh..."

You scan the people on the dance floor, and a familiar face catcher your eye. Donovan. Your ex. Donovan sits on a lounge couch, two female aliens praising beside him. Donovan smirks as the aliens whisper sweet nothings into his ear.

◇Your mind◇ "Gross..."

You're reminded of your near expulsion because of your breakup with Donovan, you used the Force on him to throw him to the ground when you found out. Whatever. You decide a drink is just the right thing to loosen you up and forget about Donovan.

》scene《 The Bar...

The bar has a familiar theme to a Tatooine cantina, colorful drinks displayed behind the bar. You lean on the bar and wait for a server, a busy scene envelopes around you, chatter of Jedis and the mechanical clatter and hum of the server droids mixing drinks.

◇server droid◇ "What would you like as your appetizer before your drinks?"

◇You◇ "I'll just have some Ahrisa"

The server droid bumbles and whirrs as it ruffles through the cabinets of the bar for the spicy baked balls. The droid finally finds a bag of Ahrisa, poring five of them into the bowl infront of you.

◇server droid◇ "I will be back in a approximately five minutes for your drink"

The balls of baked bread have a savory, sweet, and spicy taste. As you nibble on your appetizer, a group of people next to you shuffle out of the area. You start to daydream when all the sudden a man takes up the vacant spot beside you.

◇Man, to server droid◇ "Hmm.. ill skip on the appetizer... I'm kina tight on money"

The man seems different than anyone you had ever met. He is a human like you. He has brown hair, a clean crisp Jedi robe, a lean body, his muscles barely outlining on his robe. He looks tired, and his sleepy eyes await for his drink. The man reaches out to your bowl and grabs a Ahrisa ball. You now stare at him shocked and out of your analytical state

◇Man◇ "What? You were staring at me for quite a while, I have a right to some of your Ahrisa"

He chuckles

◇You◇ "What?!... No.. I wasn't trying to be rude. Sorry if I weirded you out- it's just that its been a while since I've seen humans, I've been training in a remote area.."

The man smiles and analyzes your face for a moment before laughing dryly and patting you playfully on the back.

◇Man◇ "I'm Anakin. Anakin Skywalker."

His voice is warm and a little raspy, he tries to keep a cheerful tone despite his tired appearance.

◇You◇ "Nice to meet you! I'm Y/N."

◇Anakin◇ "Y/N huh?... A classic human name. Let me guess, your family is traditional"

Anakin suggests curiously

◇You◇ "Yeah heh, we even still have an air frier in our kitchen"

The two of you chuckle about the ancient kictchenwear

◇Anakin◇ " So, what year did you graduate from the Temple? I graduated 12904"

The server droid gives Anakin his drink and he thanks it briefly

◇You◇ "Oh, I graduated 12903. It's weird that I don't recognize you from back then!"

◇Anakin◇."Yeah, I was the quiet kid for sure. Never talked, always hid at the back of the class."

Anakin sips on his drink and let's out a sigh of refreshment after his seemingly long day

◇You◇ "You seem tired. Why haven't you been resting? We are on vacation anyway."

◇Anakin◇ "Nah, I wasn't even invited here. I skipped graduation day so I guess it's fair to say that I wasn't necessarily a favorite of the Temple. I hitched a ride here with my friends"

◇You◇ "And your master is okay with this?"

◇Anakin◇ "Yeah he's super chill, I don't worry about him"

◇You◇ "Whats his name?"

◇Anakin◇ "Obi Wan Kenobi, but I just call him Ben for short"

◇You◇ "Oh okay! He sounds sweet. My master is called Rima Del Unabe, but she's let me be on vacation for a month for the reunion"

◇Anakin◇ "Sounds fun. Ben has some work here so I'm just chilling around Coruscant"

Anakin slides closer

◇Anakin◇ "Why don't we slip out of here and you come over to my place huh?"

His voice his deep and seductive, his hot breath hits your ear

◇You◇ "Are you trying to.. hook up with me?.."

You glare at Anakin with a subtle disgust, as if he thought you would hook up with a stranger?

◇Anakin◇ "Is that a crime?..."

He thought right, you would definitely hook up with a stranger.

◇You◇ "Nope! Let's dip"

You wink at him, and he smirks back with his stern eyes, dropping a tip at the bar and taking your hand, guiding you out of the humid crowd of the club

—————————timeskip—————————

》scene《 Anakin's suite...

Anakin's suite has a large living room area on the patio, most of the suite being outdoors. His suite seems cozy and welcoming, the beautiful scenery of Coruscant being one of its main highlights. Anakin sits on the arm of one of the couches, looking out at the city. He looks back at you and scoots aside. He pats the vacant spot next to him, inviting you to sit next to him.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck I love this planet. I wish I could be here forever."

◇You◇ "Why can't you?"

◇Anakin◇ "Ben always has some interplanetary task for me or some business elsewhere, I never have time to myself"

◇You◇ "That must suck.. I'm sorry"

◇Anakin◇ "Its fine.. he says it's for the best I guess. Atleast I have you beside me Y/N."

Anakin moves his arm closest to you behind you and rests it on your outer hip. You blush slightly. Anakin stands up

◇Anakin◇ "No more waisting time. I wanna fuck"

◇You◇ "Sheesh! Okay.. someones a little horny.."

You tease in a playful tone. Anakin begins to take off his robe, not breaking eye contact with you as he does. His breathing is heavy and his eyes look serious.

◇Anakin◇ "A little? Nah. I'm super horny."

Your body warms up as he asserts his dominating tone. You feel yourself starting to get hard underneath your robe.

◇Your mind◇ "Fuck... he's so hot... ugh I can't believe I'm doing this with a fucking stranger but honestly I feel safe around him. He seems sweet but definitely very dominant when he's riled up..."

Anakin stands infront of you, his dick hard from underneath his underwear. He is still wearing his now undone robe, it drapes over his body loosely

◇Anakin◇ "This dick isn't going to lubricate itself is it?... Or do you want me to fuck you dry?"

You shudder at his idea, fucking dry sounds like hell.

◇You◇ "Uh.. I.."

You stand there, blushing, looking at his growing erection while he glares at you with a smirk.

◇Anakin◇ "Don't worry, it doesn't bite."

He teases. You walk up to him and stand face to face with him, both of your heavy breathing brushing eachothers face. Anakin leans in and gives a light kiss to your lips. You stare at him for a moment and then kiss him harder, slipping your tounge into his mouth slightly. Anakin begins to grasp your head from behind and takes control of the passionate kiss, his tounge ramming into your mouth. As one of his hands keeps your head in place, he uses his other hand to rub his crotch, his fully grown cock is now leaking a little bit underneath his underwear.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck you're so hot.."

Anakin moans in-between the hot and sloppy kisses. Anakin suddenly stops and pulls your head back violently by grasping your hair with force. He takes a good look at your face, his stern, sleepy eyes searching your face with a serious expression. Once he's satisfied, he pulls your head down, forcing you to your knees. You're now face to face with his crotch.

◇Anakin◇ "Suck faggot."

Anakin uses both hands to shove your face on his crotch area, rubbing his dick on your face from underneath his underwear. Anakin looks up, closes his eyes and grunts in pleasure, the friction of your face partially satisfying his cock. Anakin let's go of your head and allows you to unpackage his meat.

◇Anakin◇ "Take it out.. that's right..."

You firmly grasp the top of his trouser, and pull it down in one swift motion. Anakins rock hard dick hits you in the face, eager to be free from its prison. You make eye contact with Anakin, looking up at him lustfully as his dick lays atop of your face, you can feel its heavyness. Anakin's dick rests at 6.7 inches long, and has a girth of 2.5 inches, very girthy. Your eyes now look away from his face and now focus on his circumcised member. His dick reeks of testosterone and you can't resist but to lick the slit at the tip of his cock.

Anakin closes his eyes and shudders at the feeling of your tounge on his dick, he let's out deep and growling breaths, eager for more. You move on to his full tip, widening your mouth and enclosing it around his dark pink tip. You begin to suck his dick slowly, his tip hitting the back of your throat frequently.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck.. Go faster..."

You try to go faster but his dick is just too big for your mouth. Anakin grasps your hair again and forcefully pushes your head to the very base of his dick. Your gag reflexes take over and you start to choke. The vibrations of your choke on Anakin's cock really turn him on so he continues to press your head on his dick all the way. Anakin gasps and grunts with pleasure as you gag on his dick. Finally, as you were about to pass out on his dick, Anakin pulls your head off his dick, and allows you to gasp for air.

◇Anakin◇ "That felt so good..."

You gasp for air, Anakin's dick pokes you in the face as if it yearns for more. His cock begins to drip with precum and you start to lick it all up, the salty, warm substance tastes even better when it comes from Anakin. You make eye contact with Anakin as you lick up his precum, licking the slit of his tip as soon as he produces it. Anakin glares at you lustfully from above and bites his lips, basking in how good you're making him feel. You begin to slowly jerk off his shaft with your hands while your mouth works his tip, Anakin moans in pleasure. The door of Anakin's suite unlocks and slams to the wall with a loud bang.

◇Ben◇ "What the hell did I say about noise after 9? I'm trying to fucking sleep in the suite next door!"

Ben's eyes take a moment to adjust to the dark suite. You're kneeling infront of Anakin so you cannot see the person that has just walked in. Anakin looks down at you in desperation.

◇Anakin◇ "Shit shit shit... Y/N. I need you to hide"

You're shocked and you're adrenaline pumps as Anakin's caring, raspy voice commands you. You desperately manage to crawl underneath a table and watch the scene unfold from a distance. Anakin hurriedly wraps his loose robe, concealing his dick.

◇Ben◇ "Oh bloody hell Anakin. What the hell is your problem.."

Ben Kenobi slowly starts to approach, closing the door behind him. His eyes glare around the room, his sleepy posture approaches Anakin. Anakin quickly turns around, acting innocent, his robe concealing the crime scene.

◇Anakin◇ "Ben! Haha.. I'm sorry I was just er.."

Ben stands a few feet away from his Padawan and tries to read his body language, noticing Anakin's suspicious mannerisms.

◇Ben◇ "Anakin. I know what you were doing"

From under the table, you shudder in fear. Your breathing begins to tremble in fear..

◇Your mind◇ "Fuck!... What if he tells my master..."

Your mind races as you watch the scene unfold. Ben puts his hand on Anakin's shoulder, in a kind and friendly way.

◇Anakin◇ "I assure you master.. this isn't what you think it is..."

Ben analyzes Anakins' face for a moment, the suspense makes you tremble from underneath the table.

◇Ben◇ "Anakin, you realize that touching yourself is normal, do it too. You do not need to be ashamed of it."

Your body relaxes from hearing his words.. thank God he's not suspicious of you. Anakin also seems relieved from his masters words.

◇Anakin◇ "Yeah.. you're right. That's what I was doing.."

Ben chuckles and pats Anakin's shoulder

◇Ben◇ "Alrighty then. Keep the moans down though mate. The entire galaxy must've heard you by now"

Ben laughs to himself as he turns away and begins to leave the suite.

Anakin stands in his place, watching his master leave, still frozen in fear from that close call. Ben approaches the door and grasps the handle.

◇Ben◇ "But Anakin.. Maybe you could've chosen a better hiding spot for your prostitute?"

Your eyes widen with fear from underneath the table. Anakin clears his throat dryly, his voice trembling.

◇Anakin◇ "Obi Wan.. I-I..."

Ben turns back, his face now stern and his body serious.

◇Ben◇ "You.. you what? There is no excuse for this shit."

Ben turns towards your hiding spot and begins to walk towards the table you are concealed under. Ben now stands infront of your table, the only thing visible to you are his slippers and his draped robe.

◇Your mind◇ "Please don't look under the table... please don't look under the tab.."

The table is flung from above you, Ben's hand is outreached in the direction that the table had gone, he had used the Force to reveal your hiding spot.

◇Ben◇ "Well well well... This prostitute seems different then the ones I typically see around here"

You lay sprawled on the floor, nervous and embarrassed. You glance at Anakin and he returns the same feared look. Ben towers over your body, he glares down at you, making you feel inferior to his presence. Ben kneels down to your body, his bearded, gruff face begins to scan you face, he grunts in confusion.

◇Ben◇ "A Jedi?"

You look up at the man nervously

◇You◇ "Yeah... my name is Y/N.."

Ben tilts your chin up with his fingers to get a better look at your face. His hands are strong and hard to resist.

◇Ben◇ "A Jedi prostitute?"

Anakin swiftly strides over and pulls Ben from the back, causing him to fall from his kneeled position, but Ben catches himself with his elbow and a grunt.

◇Anakin◇ "Don't call him a prostitute. He's my boyfriend."

Ben shifts on the ground, and gets back up on his feet, surprised by his student's reaction. Anakin takes your hand and helps you up to your feet, his expression now firm and protective.

◇Your mind◇ "We aren't boyfriends... we literally just met..."

Ben smirks at the scene.

◇Ben◇ "Boyfriends.. huh?"

◇Anakin◇ "Yep. Do you have a fucking problem?"

Ben chuckles to himself

◇Ben◇ "Anakin. We have been over this. No dating until your training is over."

Anakin shifts uncomfortably, and takes a quick look at you as if to say, "I better not regret this.."

◇Anakin◇ "I don't care. We aren't in love and you can't do anything about it."

Ben stares in disbelief, his student is disobeying him and he expects to get away with it? He stands there, analyzing the situation. You see his muscular build, and his beard low-key turns you on. He has a "dilf" quality to him. Ben looks at you, and his mind seems to have made a decision.

◇Ben◇ "You're lucky I think you're attractive."

Ben steps very close towards you, your faces near eachother at an uncomfortable distance. Ben breathes heavily, his hot breath smells of coffee.

◇Ben◇ "This is how it's gonna go."

Ben says in a demanding tone. His eyes lock onto yours, his nose technically rubbing against your nose. Anakin watches from aside, he looks his master seducing his hookup with rage.

◇Anakin◇ "What the hell is wrong with you? What the fuc-?"

Anakin's furious voice cuts abruptly, you notice that Ben's hand is outreached and he has used the Force to silence Anakin. Anakin stands frozen in place. You try to object but Ben desperately looks you in the eyes.

◇Ben◇ "Shhh... don't worry about him... he will have his turn with you..."

Ben begins to kiss you roughly, his eyes still locked onto yours. His beard feels rough on your face, and his moans sound desperate.

Ben begins to slip his tongue into your mouth, your two tounges start to lick eachother and you finally embrace the passionate kiss, even though deep down you feel bad for Anakin, watching from beside.

Ben pulls out of the kiss, he licks your lips one last time.

◇Ben◇ "Because you broke the rules Anakin, you must share Y/N with me. No excuses."

With a smooth swoop of his hand, Ben releases Anakin from his frozen state.

◇Anakin◇ "Go to hell!"

Ben chuckles, he contines to keep eye contact with you in a suggestive fasion.

◇Ben◇ "What can I say, there are consequences to your actions Anakin."

Ben puts his arm behind your back and guides you to a couch in Anakin's living room, Ben keeps looking behind him to make sure Anakin follows closely behind. All three of you stop at the couch.

◇Ben◇ "Now, could you be a dear and take off your clothes"

You look to Anakin, flustered, and he gives a solemn nod of approval, Ben is his master after all.

◇Your mind◇ "Wow. Never in my fucking life would I think that I would be in this situation. Well- I'm not really complaining about it. Both of the men before me are like super hot so I guess this is whatever"

You begin to undo your robe, your belt falling to the ground, your cloak following it. You take off your shirt, revealing your bare chest. Ben and Anakin are locked on a trance, as if what they were witnessing was worthy to be praised. You look at the duo, embarrassed and low-key turned on. You take off your underwear, your hard dick springs out, but the center of attention, your ass, shines pale in the dark moonlight.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck dude! That's the best looking ass I've even seen."

◇Ben◇ "I call dibs first!"

Anakin glares at his master, but Ben doesn't notice, he pushes you onto the couch, doggy style. Ben kneels on the couch, behind you, and desperately starts to undo his robes.

◇Ben◇ "Fuck... Anakin, use Y/N's mouth, we'll trade off positions"

In front of you, Anakin looks down at you his massive cock tenting in his loose robes.

◇Anakin◇ "Finally. Let's finish what we started, shall we?"

Anakin undoes his belt, and his bare body shines from underneath his cloak. Anakin's cock springs out once more and he slaps you with his lucid, growing cock.

◇Anakin◇ "Haa.. open up for me will you?"

Anakin asks in a yearning tone, he lays his thumb on your bottom lip, and gently presses into your mouth.

◇Anakin◇ "Open wide..."

He gently moves his thumb into your mouth as you open your lips, Anakin's lustful and towering demeanor is too much to resist. Anakin takes his thumb out of your mouth swiftly, using the same hand to quickly pick up his cock and set the tip into your open mouth.

◇Anakin◇ "Just like that.. that's right.. suck it for me baby"

Anakin uses his other hand to firmly grasp the back of your head, and starts to slowly pump your head back and fourth on his leaking dick. Anakin can't help but to let out a satisfied groan as he begins to thrust his cock deeper into your mouth.

Behind you, Ben breathes wildly loudly as he tosses his clothes on the floor beside the couch. His hairy, toned body is the definition of a dad-bod. His abs are defined, and his stomach is wide. His chest is hairy, the hair running from his beard all the way down to the base of his cock, a thick snail trail leads the way to the north pole from his belly button. His cock, fully grown, starts to twitch in excitement, standing at 7.4 inches long and a girth of 3.4 inches. He starts to rub his yearning, circumcised cock with one of his veiny, overworked hands, and with the other hand he pulls back one of your ass cheeks, getting a closer look at your hole.

◇Ben◇ "Hmm! A virgin! Don't worry Y/N, I'll be sure to take really good care of you. I'll make sure to loosen you up so you don't get hurt"

Ben smirks as he inspects your hole, and he lets go of your cheek and begins to scratch his beard. He continues to rub his cock sensually with his other hand. After a thorough inspection and admiration of the scene, Ben finally frees both of his hands and spreads both of your cheeks apart, and licks your hole once, looking back at you to witness your reaction. Your hips start to buck towards Ben and you stop sucking Anakin for a moment to look back at Ben and give him a silent beg for more. Ben nods in approval, his piercing eyes making eye contact with yours for a moment, and then release you as if to allow you to continue to suck Anakin's cock.

◇Ben◇ "Thank goodness you douched before this Y/N. Although that would not have stopped me from absolutely destroying your ass anyway."

Ben slowly starts to press your hole with his tongue, allowing for you to take him in at your own pace. His beard scratches your ass in all the right places, sometimes you feel him intentionally rubbing his chin on your hole just to feel you shiver in pleasure. Ben draws his face back from your ass, spitting on his fingers. He starts to fit his pointer finger into your hole, being careful to pause when your grip seems too sudden or violent.

◇Anakin◇ "Suck better bitch! Are you loosing focus here?"

Snapping back into focus to the front half of your body, you glance up at Anakin, one of his hands holding his hair out of his face. His other hand reaches down and fondles your face.

◇Anakin◇ "Ben! Can we switch spots now?!"

Ben looks at Anakin, he currently has two fingers wedged inside of you.

◇Ben◇ "Fuck! Alright. Remember, three fingers and then work your way up to five."

◇Anakin◇ "Yeah yeah whatever.."

The two men switch spots, Ben now stands infront of you, his cock is already wet with precum. You jerk his cock off will passion, looking up at him for approval every time you go faster or slower.

◇Ben◇ "It's okay Y/N. Go at your own pace.."

Ben watches you warmly from above as you try to figure out how to fit his cock into your mouth.

On your rear, Anakin starts to fit his three fingers into your hole, but not soft and slowly like Ben, no. Anakin seems to be impatient and desperate, he jams three finger in and out of you without warning.

◇Anakin◇ "Pfft, work your way up to five. Why work my way up to five fingers when I could literally just stick my cock in now?"

Ben hears Anakin's remark, but his response is one second too late, Anakin jams his cock into your hole with brute force.

◇Ben◇ "ANAKIN! What the hell?? You're going to fucking kill Y/N!"

Anakin cannot seem to hear anything, his face is filled with pure extasy has he lets his entire cock sit inside you for a moment. Your body shudders in pain, and your ass tries to push Anakin out, but the resistance just seems to make him more turned on.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck yeah! How does your virgin hole like that?"

Anakin flexes one of his arms as his other arm firmly gets hold of your lower back. You are too overstimulated to respond to his cocky remark. Anakin begins to fuck you with a rather fast pace. You wince in pain, but the pain starts to ease into fulfillment as Anakin's tip smashes against your G-spot. Ben looks at Anakin and back to you, seeming to feel bad for you. He knows you're in pain.

◇Ben◇ "Y/N I need you to suck my dick. It needs to be lubricated so I can take over Anakin's spot. Can you do that for me?"

You look up at Ben, his face is warm, and he sounds almost paternal talking to you. He is hard to resist. Through all the pain and pleasure Anakin is putting you through, you pick up Ben's cock and slowly fit it in your mouth.

◇Ben◇ "That's right... there you go!"

Ben cheers you on like a father at his son's football game as you fit his length. You salivate on his cock, Anakin's brute force keeps pushing you deeper onto Ben's cock. Your gag reflexes start to engage as you start to reach Ben's base. Ben rapidly pulls out as soon as he hears your choking.

◇Ben◇ "Y/N? Are you okay?"

Ben pulls your head up so he can have eye contact with you.

◇You◇ "Ye-ah... did I do good..?"

You force out between Anakin's blows. Ben smiles and ruffles your hair up playfully.

◇Ben◇ "You did good kid."

Ben storms to your backside quickly, his had outreached as if he was about to use the Force. Anakin is too busy abusing your hole to notice. With one foul thrusts of his hand, Ben throws Anakin backwards, out of your ass, and he lands with a thud on a wall. You begin to cry, your hole is so sore and without anything to support the huge amout of space Anakin left, you wince in pain. Ben hurriedly starts to rub your hole, as if to massage a sore back.

◇Ben◇ "Shhh, don't worry... I'm here... don't cry baby.."

You look back at him, sensually rubbing your hole with one hand, and slowly jerking his cock with his other hand. He stops rubbing and uses his hand to pull you off your arms, you both stand kneeled on the couch, Ben behind you. Ben's hairy body against your backside makes you shiver, but his immense body heat makes you lean into him more. Ben starts to move his hand to your front, while behind you, his other hand is still jerking off his now leaking cock. With the hand infront of you, Ben takes hold of your cock, and you inhale suddenly, Ben's big, rugged, warm hand feels unlike anything you have had on your dick before. You look back at Ben, his face inches away from yours, and you start to kiss him passionately while he starts to jerk off your cock. As you kiss, you reach behind you, and grasp Ben's poking cock, you can feel how wet it is. Pulling away from the kiss, you start to position the cock behind you at your tip, while Ben is still jerking you off. Ben looks down in excitement as you start to push your ass against his tip, slowly but surely your ass takes him in. Ben lets out a deep, husky groan as his tip is engulfed in your ass.

◇Ben◇ "Damn Y/N! You are taking me in so well.."

You smirk at him seductively as you finally feel your ass brush against his body hair. Even through Ben was much longer and thicker then Anakin, his comforting nature makes up for the pain. Ben starts to grasp your hips with both hands and slowly moves dick dick back and fourth in your ass. Suddenly, you hear Ben gagging behind you. Anakin stands a feet away from the scene and uses the Force to choke Ben. You quickly pull off of Ben's cock and use your force to push Anakin to the ground, releasing Ben from his grasp. Ben falls to the ground, gasping for air.

◇You◇ "Ben! Are you okay?"

You hurry to him, and kneel beside him on the ground, placing your hands on his bare chest

◇Ben◇ "I-im okay.."

Ben picks himself up, so does Anakin. The two stand facing eachother, naked and serious. Ben uses the Force to grab his lightsaber from his robe and Anakin does the same.

◇Anakin◇ "You took my fucking hookup away from me."

◇Ben◇ "Oh! So he's your hookup now? What happened to him being your boyfriend"

◇You◇ "He just lied so you wouldn't throw me out."

Anakin glares at you

◇Ben◇ "You broke my rules Anakin, so I had to make you pay for them. Although now I think your hookup likes me more then you?"

Both men face to you, and you stand there, nervous to give input. Anakin begins to turn on his lightsaber and starts to swing it at Ben.

◇You◇ "Ben! Behind you!!"

Ben swiftly turns back and blocks the saber with his own, the two engage in a heated duel with their lightsabers.

◇Anakin◇ "Y/N is mine! Back the fuck off of him!"

◇Ben◇ "You treat him like shit! He obviously wants me over you."

You watch, speechless, as the fight unfolds infront of you, every time someone swings their lightsaber you fear someone might loose a limb.

◇You◇ "STOP IT!"

They freeze and stare at you.

◇Ben◇ "Don't worry Y/N, I know what I am doing."

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck off man. I'll kill you for Y/N"

◇You◇ "Hey hey hey! Stop you two! Stop that now. I have a solution."

The three naked men look at eachother, Ben confused, Anakin smirking, and you wondering if what you are about to propose is physically possible.

◇You◇ "Both of you can fuck me at once."

Ben tilts him head, unsure if this is safe, while Anakin smiles widely.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck yeah Y/N! I didn't know you were freaky like that!"

You climb onto the couch.

◇You◇ "Ben, lay beneath me"

Ben looks at you, still processing what you proposed.

◇Ben◇ "Okay.. are you sure you want to do this Y/N?.."

◇You◇ "Yes. Don't worry."

Ben lays on the couch, his dick straight up like a pole. You sit on his cock slowly, making sure your ass is adjusted. Ben moans in pleasure with his hands behind his head, closing his eyes in ecstasy. You begin to bounce up and down on his cock sensually.

◇Anakin◇ "That's it. It's my turn!"

Anakin kneels on the couch, his knees in-between Ben's legs, and he positions himself at you hole, already penetrated by Ben.

◇Anakin◇ "Lets make this short and sweet."

Anakin presses his tip at your hole, already wrapped around Ben's cock. Anakin uses his fingers to stretch out the small area of hole you have left, and finally fits in his tip. Anakin's cock glides on Ben's as he pushes deeper into your ass. The pain is almost unbearable as the two cocks fill up your hole, the same hole that had never been used a day in its life the day before.

◇Anakin◇ "Fuck yeah!! Your cock is so warm Obi Wan!"

Ben rolls his eyes, but the feeling of your ass and Anakin's cock against his own is certainly the best thing he has ever felt before.

◇You◇ "Okay.. you two can pick up the pace back there.."

Ben and Anakin begin to thrust in and out of your hole, their cocks rubbing against one another within you. Your G-spot feels tired from all the sensitivity. You rest your head on Ben's neck as he contines to fuck you, his breath deep and husky. He whispers in your ear.

◇Ben◇ "Don't worry baby.. I'm here for you.."

He says softly as he contines to abuse your hole with his Jedi apprentice. Anakin grunts in pleasure, his cock leaking precum and lubricating your anal walls.

◇Anakin◇ "I think I'm about to cum... what about you old man?"

◇Ben◇ "I-I'm close.. Y/N prepare yourself.."

The two men thrust even more violently than before, your hole starts to leak of precum as the men push in and out.

◇Ben◇ "I'm about to cum.."

◇Anakin◇ "Me too.."

You brace yourself and suddenly the thrusting stops. Ben and Anakin stay fully buried within your hole. Ben is the first to cum, his dick starts to twitch slowly and he starts to ejaculate inside of you. His hot substance fills you up. Anakin is second, he cums quickly and forcefully, his shots feel like stabs as he cums into your ass. Finally the two pull out, you gasp for air as they leave your hole empty, and you lay on your back on the couch, Anakin and Ben do the same. Both men wrap their arms around you, you lay inbetween them as you all bask in the afterglow of the sensual experience you all just shared.

◇Anakin◇ "That was nice."

◇You◇ "Yeah, it was.."

Ben turns his head and whispers in your ear, his breath hot and deep.

◇Ben◇ "You like me more though"

◇Anakin◇ "Hey! I fucking heard that! Back off grandpa!"

You giggle as the duo begins to fight once more. But genuinely, deep down, you still don't know who you prefer more.

——————to be continued???——————

[wickedwitchofthegalaxy]

Last Hope

Pairing: AnakinXFem!Reader

Warnings~ NSFW, Dark Theme, Psychological manipulation, Power dynamics, BDSM themes, Angst, Canon divergence

Word count: 1.1K

Summary: Anakin Skywalker is running out of options. The Jedi Council has sent him to you. He doesn’t want your help, but you are the only one left who can keep him from falling too far. In a game of control and defiance, you’re his last hope.

Notes: Little somethin’ somethin’🤭 I’d like to write a whole BOOK about them but I’ll let y’all tell me if it’s worth it. As always, banner at the end by @cafekitsune !

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Enjoy 🖤

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The room was sterile. The Council sat in a circle in the center, their robes shifting like ghosts in a cavernous, cold room. The hum of the air seemed to steal all warmth, all life, from the space. Shadows clung to the corners like secrets, but their faces—detached, disassociated—were illuminated under harsh lighting. No one spoke at first, as if the weight of the decision had already crushed the life out of them. And it had.

"Anakin Skywalker," Master Windu began, his voice a low rasp, "has proven himself to be... unreliable."

A pause. The room tightened like a fist around the words.

"Unorthodox," Obi-Wan added, barely a whisper, but it carried the sting of a reprimand. "Dangerously so."

The soft buzz of the air returned, heavy with the lack of fear and disappointment.

"Slipping he is," Master Yoda's voice cracked through the silence, old as time, yet still absolute with the sting of truth. "Too close to the edge. The dark side... waits for him."

So this is why I’m here, you thought. You were part of the machinery, an unseen piece of the puzzle, but always necessary when the Jedi couldn’t keep their prodigal sons in line. The Council had her in their back pocket, only pulling her out when their precious Jedi grew too unruly.

"A test," Windu said. His eyes were sharp as they locked with yours. "The same as before. Anakin Skywalker will need... guidance. From you. Like you once did for Obi-Wan. It’s already been decided, there is nothing more to say at this point."

Your eyes flicked over the Council. All of them—distant, cold. One by one, their eyes turned away. The truth wasn’t theirs anymore.

"Then consider it done," you replied, your voice soft yet stark. "He’ll come. They always do. We both know what happens when a Jedi doesn't follow the rules."

The room fell silent again.

Your role was set. His punishment had been decided.

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Anakin wasn’t used to being told what to do, in battle or in life. And certainly not by someone like her.

Her eyes didn't twinkle with the promise of submission. No. They were cold, calculating, like an executioner who knew his work was necessary but hated it all the same. She stood there, calm as death itself, under the dim lights of her ‘sanctum’- as she called it.

He walked in without permission, not bothering to wait for an invitation. His boots hit the ground hard, the thud echoing in the room. "So," he sneered, crossing his arms. His presence seemed to fill the room, every crack and cranny filling with his superiority. "This is what the Council thinks will solve my problems? Not a Jedi. Not a Master. Just… you.” He spat the words out like it was bitter. Like it tasted wrong in his mouth.

You had seen men like him before—heroes in their own minds, lost causes in the making. It didn’t phase you anymore—not that it did much to begin with, but even less nowadays.

“You think too much of yourself,” you reply, voice flat. “You think too much in general, and that makes you, Skywalker, a problem.”

His nostrils flared, a fire sparking bright in his eyes. “I don’t need you to fix me. I don’t need fixing. You think you can control me?" he said, his voice low and challenging, as his shoulders tense.

You smiled, but it wasn’t kind and your gaze never wavered. You tilt your head, the faintest smile curling at the edges of your lips. "Control is an illusion," you say softly. "But understanding... that’s something else entirely. Tell me, Skywalker. How much are you willing to sacrifice to maintain your power?”

His lips parted, and for a second, you saw it—the anger, the desperation. And just underneath it, that flicker of fear he was too afraid to confront.

Got him.

“You’ll come to me willingly, in the end,” you say, voice a whisper of a promise. You stepped forward, slow and deliberately, meeting his broad stance. “Not for the Council, and not because you’re broken. But because you need someone who’s stronger than you. Someone who knows your limits better than you do.”

He laughed, that hollow, bitter sound, as he shifted his weight. “I’ve fought wars, faced enemies most would run from. I’ve been trained by the best. No one knows my limits better than I do.”

“No one,” she agreed, “is willing to push you the way I will. So… shall we begin?”

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The door to her ‘sanctum’ slid open with a whisper of metal, and Anakin stomped inside, his boots hitting the floor with deliberate thuds. The air was thick with tension, heavier now—like a storm that had been brewing. He was here again, whether he wanted to be or not.

This time, he came with a plan. He wouldn’t be anyone’s puppet. Not hers. Not the Council’s.

You stood in the middle of the room, your posture as poised and perfect as ever. Your sharp eyes locked on his the moment he entered. She’s wearing that outfit again, the same one as before, all black and smooth, some kind of material that water would just flow off. He thinks, before shaking his head to focus on the words he had practiced before coming in.

“I’m fine,” he establishes, his voice steady, but even to him, it sounded hollow. He stopped midway across the room, trying to stake his ground. "I don’t need you."

Your lips curved, just slightly, a smile full of disbelief. “Really?” Your voice laced with knowing, but your expression remaining calm. “Then tell me, Anakin, why does every fiber of your being scream for something more? Why do you feel so... unsettled?”

He clenched his fists, the muscles in his jaw tightening. He couldn’t look you in the eyes. Every time he tried to hold your eyes, his focus and his thoughts scattered, and he found himself lost in that damnable calm of yours.

“You’re losing yourself,” you continue, as if you had seen it all before. You stepped forward, closing the gap he had tried to place. “And that scares you. You’re losing the thing you thought you had a handle on, that piece of you that made everything make sense. But you can’t stop it. Am I getting warmer?”

The words hit him like a physical punch. His breath came faster, chest rising with every inhale as he crosses his arms over himself. You watch him closely, your gaze never leaving his face. There was no cruelty in your eyes, no mocking. Just an understanding so deep it unsettled him even more.

“Thought so,” You counter to his silence, your voice almost a whisper now, but it carried the weight of a ton. You stepped even closer to him, narrowing the space between you. Your presence is suffocating, even if you were inches smaller than him, and your closeness makes his chest tighten.

“Kneel, Skywalker.”

[captainsophiestark]

Nothing Wrong With Emotions

Platonic!Anakin Skywalker x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2024! Requested by Anon! Hope you like it, Nonnie, and thanks for being patient through the delay!

Fandom: Star Wars

Day Twenty-Six Prompt: "You were the first."

Summary: Anakin's at the beginning of the worst two days of his life. Thankfully, his best friend is there when he needs them, and they're more emotionally intelligent than some of the other Jedi.

Word Count: 4,903

Category: Angst, Fluff

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

My mind whirled as I marched through the halls of the Jedi temple, the length of my to-do list rapidly creeping towards overwhelming. This war had been going on for far too long, and even worse, there'd been a growing disturbance in the Force that had been nagging at the back of my mind for days. I kept glancing outside, expecting to see dark storm clouds through the windows to reflect the storm I felt coming with every fiber of my being, but the bright blue sky was unobstructed.

Something was wrong. I knew it, and so did the entire Jedi Council and then some. But none of us could quite figure out what.

Until anything more concrete could be figured out, we all still had mountains of work to accomplish. I needed to visit Jocasta in the Archives, check out five different books, bring a few to the Creche, meet with Master Windu-

My mind and body came to an abrupt halt in the middle of the hallway like I'd physically run into a wall. My to-do list, the lurking low-level disturbance in the Force, and just about everything else in my mind had just been shoved violently to the side by the feelings being put out by my best friend, who was apparently just down the hall from me.

Anakin Skywalker and I had met when he became a Padawan. We'd crossed paths regularly enough and spent enough time together that we'd bonded quickly, and now, he was probably my closest friend in all the worlds. As a result, I could usually read and feel him through the Force better than anyone else. But with the knot of negative emotions he was putting out right now, I was betting a Jedi in the Outer Rim would be able to notice.

I frowned, dropping my data pad on the nearest table and turning to go after Anakin. I had no idea what could've caused the hornet's nest of energy my best friend was putting out, but there was no way I was going to go about my day and ignore it.

I had to jog a little to catch up to him, since he was walking away from me. I caught him at the end of one of the Temple's hallways, seemingly headed for the hanger. I grabbed his elbow before he could round the corner, and he whirled on me with such a fierce scowl that, had it been anybody else, I would've flinched.

"Ani? What's wrong?"

Anakin practically growled, his shoulders up by his ears and his jaw clenched. Still, he had the gaull to say, "Nothing."

I scoffed. "My friend, I've never seen a more obvious lie in my life. I know you much better than that, although you apparently don't think so."

That negative air around Anakin instensified. He was clearly hanging on by a thread. I glanced around the hallway, and although no one else was around, I knew from first-hand experience that the Jedi Temple wasn't always the best place to process strong emotions.

"Alright, how about we go somewhere else?" I suggested, gently taking Anakin's arm again. He kept his glare trained on me, the swarming storm still clearly raging, but he didn't try to pull away from me either. Gently, slowly, I led Anakin away from the Temple, and thankfully, he followed.

"Where are we going?" Anakin barked, the first words he'd managed since his lie in the hallway. I glanced back at him with a smile.

"A place that's good for processing shit. Just trust me for a minute, okay?"

Anakin didn't respond, but he didn't make a move to leave, either, and the dark cloud centered on his chest didn't get any bigger. We climbed into my speeder, and after a short ride, parked at the top of one of the tallest buildings on the planet. The sun had just started to set, painting the sky in beautiful colors that didn't match the lurking darkness at all.

I hopped out, and when Anakin didn't immediately follow me, I motioned for him to do the same. After another moment's hesitation, he slowly climbed out of the passenger seat, glaring doubtfully around us.

"What is this place?" he asked. His tone had lost some of its gravel, which was a relief. I smiled and spread my arms wide, gesturing to the rooftop before us.

"This is paradise," I said. "A smaller, separate loction to the Coruscant Gardens. I made friends with the gardeners here a while ago, and they agreed to let me come up here and hang out whenever I wanted, as long as I don't hurt the plants. It's become my favorite place to be when I need... space. From the rest of the Jedi, to process things, from the war and the senate and whatever else... for anything, really."

"What do you mean, when you need space from the rest of the Jedi?"

I turned back to Anakin with a raised eyebrow. The set of his shoulders alone told me he knew exactly what I meant by "space from the Jedi", but they also told me he might not be in the mood to be teased about it.

"Well... you know, sometimes the Council and everybody can get a little... stuffy. And they taught me a lot of great techniques for managing my emotions, but meditation takes a lot of fucking practice and doesn't always work for me, especially in the middle of a storm. So, I've found other strategies for when the regular Jedi ones don't work. And from the energy you're putting out into the world right now, I thought you could use something like that."

Anakin frowned, but he took a few steps closer to me, away from the speeder. I gave him a tentative smile.

"Are you saying meditation doesn't work for you? That... that what the masters have taught us doesn't work for you?"

I shrugged. "A lot of the time, it does. More and more the more I practice. But sometimes, no, Ani, it doesn't work for me. The feelings are too strong or get too built up, and I need another way to bleed off steam before the kettle boils over, so to speak. Like this!"

I turned from Anakin and raised my hand, using the Force to start the program I'd put together up here years ago. To the side of the garden, in the empty parking space next to my speeder, a plate shot up and into the air. I used my blaster to shoot it before it could come back down, and I grinned as the thing shattered to pieces. Then, I turned back to Anakin with a smile.

"It's more satisfying to smash the plates by hand, but I can't do that from a distance, and I wanted to show off."

Anakin just stared at me for a long moment. To my relief, his surprise and confusion seemed to be taking over some of the space his anger had been occupying before.

"Are you really telling me that when you're angry... you come up here and smash plates?"

"When I get angry enough, yeah. It's not a fix, though, it's just a pressure vent. When I really feel like I'm going to lose it—like when I heard about what General Krell did, and all I wanted to do was go kill him in his cell—I come up here and let some of that rage vent off. Then, it's easier for me to use other, less destructive strategies to manage things. But Ani, I don't think I need to tell you, trying to mediate when you feel like your blood is boiling and every nerve in your body is screaming? It's... not the easiest thing to do."

"No," he said, voice grim and the scowl back on his face. "No, it isn't."

"So then let's smash some plates! Come on, I promise it'll help. And then maybe you can tell me a little bit about what's wrong. Talking usually does wonders for strong emotions, too."

Anakin looked dubious, but we'd been through so much together that he trusted me enough to try.

Anakin moved into the space I'd specfically designed as a sort of protected area for plate-smashing, picking up the first thing he saw. He held it up, but paused briefly and turned back to me. The rage swirled around so strongly, I swear it almost manifested physically around him.

"And you won't tell the Council about this?"

I snorted. "No! Fuck the Council! Smash some plates!"

Anakin huffed, then didn't wait another second to do as I said. He moved like lightning, grabbing one plate and then another, hurling each one into the ground. He kept going, getting more and more worked up, the anger rising up and around him as he let it all out. He became more and more frenzied, then slammed one last plate into the ground so hard that parts of it became dust, before letting out a long, loud scream.

I just watched him, being careful not to let my emotions bleed out through the Force too much. Watching my best friend clearly in so much pain was tearing me up, but I knew Anakin would hate the pity, so I needed to move past it for both our sakes.

Finally, as the scream died out with the last of Anakin's air on that breath, he slumped forward, breathing hard. Still, his shoulders were lower than his ears for the first time since I'd found him in the hallway, and that roaring wave of anger had quieted a little, being joined with frustration and sadness.

I gave him a second, then slowly approached when I was sure he wasn't going to reach for another plate. I put a hand gently on his shoulder, and when he turned to face me, I found him with tears streaming down his face and the same fierce scowl he'd had earlier.

"Anakin," I said, trying to strike the right balance of calm and firm. "Talk to me."

"I can't," he ground out. "I can't talk to you!"

"Why? I swear, everything stays between us. But the plates are just the first part, Ani. The second part is talking things out and finding a way to move forward-"

"No!" He'd been shaking his head for most of my speech, but he broke in when he couldn't take it anymore. "There are things you don't know, that I can't tell you!"

I studied his face, trying to figure out what exactly he might be referring to. I had a couple of theories, but Anakin still didn't seem to be in a good place to respond to theories, so I decided to take a different approach.

"Okay... is there any part of what's bothering you that you can talk to me about? Even something smaller, that's been part of the buildup? Or you could just tell me about the feelings without talking about the cause."

Anakin took a few deep breaths, clenching his jaw as he took heavy breaths in and out. He looked to be at war with himself, so I just concentrated on putting out calm, non-judgemental energy and hoped for the best.

Slowly, Anakin straightened. I let my hand drop back to my side, but I didn't take a step back. A lot of the manic energy had disappated from Anakin, but none of the emotions had yet.

"Master Windu doesn't trust me. I- I found the Sith Lord."

"What?" I cried, leaning forward and grabbing Anakin's forearm. "Anakin, are you serious?"

"It's Chancellor Palpatine."

I just blinked at him for a few moments, trying to take that information in. Then it was my turn for some fear and negative emotions to take root in my chest.

"Shit. Are you sure? Of course you're sure. Oh, this is the absolute worst-case scenario. Anakin, did you tell Windu? What did he say? If he's not going to do something, we-"

"He's going to confront the Chancellor with Masters Fisto, Tiin, and Kolar. I told him that the Chancellor is very powerful, and that they might need my help. I offered to go! But he refused to let me come. Told me to sit and wait for their return in the Council Chambers."

I frowned again, my mind racing a million miles an hour. I didn't let go of Anakin, and I could feel just how carefully he was watching me. Knowing that Windu and other Jedi had gone after the Chancellor was simultaneously scary and a relief, but in both cases, it meant he was currently someone else's problem. I could put that on the backburner to pay attention to my best friend, at least for now. I took a deep breath and shook my head.

"You think Windu told you to wait in the Council Chamber because... he doesn't trust you?"

"I know it. He told me himself I'd earn his trust only after he returned from confronting the Chancellor, only if I was correct."

I narrowed my eyes and huffed. "That's fucking ridiculous."

"You sound angry."

"I am angry. You've been here for a long time, Anakin, and you've done so much for the Order and for the galaxy as a whole. If Windu has a problem, he at least could've put it a little more diplomatically."

"I don't think I've ever seen you angry before."

The shock of that statement was enough to shake me out of my thought. I met Anakin's eyes with surprise.

"What? Yes you have."

"No, I haven't," he said, a bit of irritation in his voice. Thankfully, it was the kind I normally heard from him whenever we bickered, not the more serious kind. "Jedi don't get angry, just like you, and just like Obi-Wan, and just like every other damned Jedi but me!"

"Anakin... what? Of course Jedi get angry! Do you not remember me threatening to kill Kenobi when he threw out the Outer Rim delicacy I tracked down while we were out there because 'he thought it looked spoiled'? I literally almost punched him in the nose!"

"No, I don't remember that!"

"Kriffing hell! You must've been training or something with Ahsoka. Whatever. The point is, Anakin, everybody gets angry. Everybody humanoid, at least! It's emotion, which all of us have. Even Obi-Wan, who I'll admit, is remarkably good at not letting anything get to him."

Anakin just stared at me, looking absolutely thunderstruck, so I continued.

"We also, like you and everyone else, get sad and scared and exhausted and irritated. And happy and excited and impatient! It's normal to feel, Anakin. I'm sorry if somebody made you believe otherwise."

He started shaking his head, slowly and then much more quickly and frantic.

"No. No, that's not the Jedi way. The Jedi aren't supposed to feel, we aren't allowed to feel."

"If that were true every last one of us would've been kicked out years ago! Anakin, you can't control your feelings. You can control how you handle them, and that's what they're always trying to teach us at the Temple. But there's no amount of training or pratice or meditiation or whatever that can just magically make you not feel anger, ever again."

I saw Anakin's mind working as it processed what I'd just said. He seemed to accept it, at least, before I could feel his attention shift in the Force, and his fierce scowl returned.

"Even if you're right, no amount of 'handling' would help me."

"What are you talking about? Come on, Ani, I'm your best friend! If you can't tell me, who can you tell?"

"No one! I already told you, no one! I'm... I'm running out of time..." The sharp storm of anger changed abruptly into one of fear as Anakin's attention shifted away from me and back to the city. "We've been here too long. I need to go, now!"

He started taking off for the speeder, and it took my brain a few moments to catch up to his 180 degree shift. Once it did, I ran after him.

"Anakin, stop! Please, talk to me!"

I caught the edge of his robe and pulled it back. The moment I did, Anakin whirled on me, his expression a storm that threatened to bowl me flat. Still, I didn't flinch, and I didn't give up an inch.

"I can't be here! I'm running out of time! Padmé-"

He stopped abruptly and scowled even deeper, but the name was already out of his mouth.

"I knew this had something to do with her! Come on, Ani, talk to me. What's wrong? Is she okay? Is she mad at you? Is somebody coming after her again?"

"It's... It's none of your concern!"

Anakin whipped around again, pulling his robes out of my grip, but I called after him.

"If something's wrong with my good friend and my best friend's wife, then it's absolutely my concern!"

That got Anakin to stop dead in his tracks. He turned back around to me, his expression wild as the wind from up here blew his hair. I just stared back with a raised eyebrow.

"How do you know about that?" he demanded. I scoffed.

"Anakin, please! I'm your best friend, and the two of you are absolute shit at hiding it! I literally walked into the kitchen on one of the Cruisers and found you guys making out."

"When?" he demanded, sounding indignant.

"You'd know if you'd had an ounce of awareness! You were so busy making out with your wife that you literally didn't even notice I was there. I turned around and walked out because I did not want to see that for another second, and you clearly wanted to keep it a secret on some level. But this was months ago."

Anakin looked like I'd just shoved him over. I put a hand on my hip and raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to recover from his shock enough speak again. When he'd just about got there, I continued.

"Now seriously, Ani. If something's wrong with Padmé or your future child that you conveniently forgot to tell your best friend about, I want to know about it. I want to help you."

Anakin blinked a few more times, then finally sighed. He took a few steps towards me (and away from the speeder), his shoulders slumping.

"I... I've been having these dreams. I haven't been able to tell anyone but Padmé about them, and she keeps telling me they're nothing. But they weren't nothing when I was having dreams about my mother."

I closed the rest of the distance between us, putting an arm around Anakin as I eased him into sitting on one of the garden's benches, close to the edge of the parking lot. His hands shook as he held them up to emphasize his speaking, and the second he noticed, he shoved them between his legs.

"I keep having nightmares about Padmé dying with our children, as she's having them. There's something very wrong, but she won't believe me, and I can't talk to anyone else about it without telling them about our relationship. It's on me to save her. The Chancellor seemed to know, seemed to want to help me... and I don't know that I have another choice anymore."

"...Anakin. You just told me yourself that he's a Sith lord."

"But what other choice do I have?" he cried, exploding again. "I won't lose her. I won't let her die! I was too late to save my mother, I won't be too late to save Padmé. Master Windu says he doesn't trust me because he can feel my fear, but how else am I supposed to feel?"

I nodded, taking a deep breath as I put my hand on Anakin's shoulder again. He was seething, but he tolerated it.

"Your fear is valid, Anakin. If I had recurring nightmares about losing you, I'd be sticking to you like glue on missions. And that's without the factor of children! But if you starting taking rash, drastic actions as a result of that fear—like trusting a Sith lord who's been lying and manipulating his way through the Jedi for years—it might just cause exactly what you're scared of in the first place."

"So what are you saying? You're telling me I should do nothing, too?"

"No! Just... take a few deep breaths, and make your decisions with as rational a head as you can. From what I remember you telling me, Anakin, the dreams about your mom were actually visions happening in real time. And I'm sorry to remind you of that at all, but that means they were different than your dreams of Padmé. I saw her walking around the senate chambers today. She's not already dead."

Anakin took a deep breath as, to my relief, my words seemed to manage to get through to him, at least a little bit. When he spoke again, it was at a normal volume despite the words being a bit strained.

"That doesn't change the fact that she's in danger. Just because she's alright for now doesn't mean that she won't be-"

He broke off, clenching his fists and squeezing his eyes shut tight. I moved my hand from his shoulder to take both of his hands in mine.

"Has Padmé gone to her doctor lately? To check out whether anything is wrong? She's due soon, isn't she?"

"Yes. She's due soon. I don't know if she's been to a doctor since the dreams started. The Jedi... things have been keeping me from her recently."

"Well, okay then. For Padmé's sake and your own, let's sit up here and take a few deep breaths. I know that sounds like what everyone else in the Order's been telling you, but we did smash plates earlier, so I'm hoping you'll trust me. Then, once we're acknowleding the fear but making it take a backseat on decision-making, we can go see Padmé. We'll talk to her, and go see her doctor, just to check everything out and make sure it's all okay. I'll go with you to maintain the 'friendship' cover as much as possible. With all of the technology and medicine available to us, Anakin—especially since Padmé serves in the senate and you're a Jedi—any complications should be completely treatable and preventable. Then, once you're feeling alright about that, we can make a choice."

Anakin narrowed his eyes, then raised an eyebrow at me.

"And what choice is that?"

"If you want to stay with Padmé, we stay with Padmé. If you want to talk to Windu, we work together and come up with a plan for you to talk to Windu. Hopefully, by the time we get back to the Temple, he and the others will have defeated Palpatine and we can put all this behind us. But one way or another, we can practice and work out a conversation starter for you to discuss with him why he doesn't trust you, and how that makes you feel. It might not change his mind, but I really think it'll make you feel better to get it out there and talk about it with him. Calmly, though. As much as you might want to yell at him, and as nice as it might feel in the moment, it'll only make you worse off in the end. Which is why we come up here to smash plates first."

To my immense relief, that last part made Anakin crack the smallest of smiles. The knot of fear and lingering anger was still there, but much smaller, and confined to just a part of my best friend. That overwhelming knot I'd noticed earlier was almost entirely gone.

"I... think I like that plan. At least the first part of it."

"Good, then let's go do it. Just remember, Ani: I'm here for you. Odds are good that you're going to feel really scared and really angry again as we deal with the next few days. And that's normal. We just have to practice managing it, and I'm here for you whenever you need help with that."

"...Does that mean I officially get access to this place whenever I want it?" He gestured to the garden and smaller plate-smashing station around us, and I smiled.

"Sure. But you're gonna have to do some shopping for cheap plates before you come up here again. Believe it or not, I'm just about out."

"Seems like a pretty low number of plates you had up here. Aren't you supposed to be more prepared than that as a Jedi Knight?"

"Plate shopping was on my long list of errands for today. But... I ended up having more important things to do with my day."

The two of us shared a smile, and although Anakin's was weak, it felt like the sun shining down on us to me. We weren't out of the storm yet, but looking at my best friend in that moment, I knew we were both going to get to the other side okay.

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"Oh... my stars."

I grinned, my feeling echoing Obi-Wan's as the two of us and Ahsoka were led into the delivery room. Padmé laid in the bed, a baby cradled in her arms, and Anakin stood beside her with the other baby in his.

After Anakin and I's long talk on the roof, and after getting through some of the immediate aftermath of dealing with Chancellor Palpatine being a Sith lord, he'd finally decided to share his and Padmé's "secret" with Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, along with Rex, Cody, and a few of the other clones we'd been to hell and back with. Literally all of them had already known, but everyone other than Obi-Wan pretended to be surprised for Anakin's sake, and the knowledge meant a lot more to all of us now that Anakin had voluntarily shared it with us.

Even after all the doctor's appointments and support from his friends, I could feel the weight that had lifted from Anakin's shoulders with Padmé sitting in bed now, tired but healthy, their babies just as healthy and delivered in their arms.

"Wanna hold her? Her name's Leia," Anakin said, gently holding the baby in his arms out to Obi-Wan. He looked about knocked flat, but gingerly held his arms out all the same.

"Of course I do."

Anakin smiled, gently putting Leia into Obi-Wan's arms. Ahsoka headed over towards Padmé, and I was about to follow her when Anakin caught me, taking my arm and gently pulling me aside.

"Do you have a minute?"

I nodded, following Anakin as he led me just out of the room and into the hallway. I raised an eyebrow, but I could tell from Anakin's energy and the smile on his face that this was nothing bad.

"I have something to ask you."

"Okay... spit it out then. Dad."

Anakin's smile was enough to outshine the sun, and it warmed my heart to see him like that.

"Well, Padmé and I talked, and... since both of our lives are so dangerous, and since I may or may not be able to continue in the Order depending on how well we can continue to hide our secret..."

I scoffed, but Anakin ignored me.

"We wanted to make you the honorary, support-parent of the twins. I'm not going to let anything happen to us, but if something ever did... we want you to take them. And either way, we want you to be involved in their lives as... a mentor, of sorts."

"Anakin... I don't need a title or an official invitation to do everything I can to be in their lives. Frankly, not even death could stop me. Since Force ghosts exist and all."

Anakin grinned. "I know that. But I want you to have the title anyway. I mean, who better to help guide my kids through life than the person who made sure I didn't let my fear ruin any shot at actually seeing them?"

"...Surely someone else has told you that emotions are a normal, healthy thing for you to be feeling?"

"Believe it or not? You were the first."

I smiled, then moved forward to wrap Anakin in a tight hug. He didn't waste a second returing the gesture.

"I would be honored to play a role like that in the twins' life, Ani," I said, not letting go of him as I spoke. "Thank you for trusting me with it."

"Thank you for helping me get a hold of everything. I love Obi-Wan, but... he never managed to teach it the way you did. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't found me when you did."

I squeezed Anakin tight, letting the seriousness live on for another moment before pulling away with a grin.

"Are you kidding me? I'll always find you, whether you want me to or not. I'm your best friend. You can't get rid of me, and you can't hide anything from me. And don't you forget it."

Anakin scoffed and rolled his eyes, but I could see how genuine the smile on his face was. I clapped him on the shoulder and took a step back towards the delivery room.

"Come on. I'm honorary guardian of the twins, and I haven't even met them yet. Obi-Wan's been holding Leia for long enough, it's my turn now."

"Good luck getting her back. Did you see the look on his face? I think I'm going to have to force him to let her go."

The two of us shared a laugh as we reentered the delivery room. The past few years of the war and the past few weeks especially had been brutal, on all of us. And there was still a lot of work to be done putting things right. But some very, very good things had come out of it, too, and no matter what came next, we'd always have each other.

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