#fat anakin thoughts

[ohgodmyeyes]

so i have this story i've been "writing" since before the pandemic (lol) where Anakin just keeps getting fatter and fatter with essentially no limit, and 50-60k words in, it's to the point where he's basically stuck on the upper floor of the house, and i am genuinely conflicted on whether i want to extract him or not.

on the one hand, i think accessibility and accommodations are super sexy, and the reader being willing to fight to maintain some of his autonomy is really endearing...

...but on the other hand, i also adore the notion of anakin not WANTING any of his independence back. i love that he's happy to be fed and washed and walked around at his caregiver's leisure; i love that he doesn't care what happened in the news yesterday, or whether it's raining outside. because at the end of the day, the hottest part of him being so dependent is the trust he's placing in you by doing so.

a story about helping him recover from an injury might be nice, and it's heartening to give him palliative care... but there's something about knowing that he's going to be existing for a long time in a state of utter helplessness where "recovery" isn't necessarily the goal that just drives me wild for him.

because i guess whether i like it or not, his brokenness is integral to who he is... and truthfully i hate changing him, even in the interest of giving him a happy ending... so why should those two things be mutually exclusive?

i think i'm probably going to move him to a main floor, partly because I am excited to write about reader having to hire a private contractor to break down the wall and hoist him out ... but in doing so i don't think i want to give him too much more mobility or autonomy than he already has, if only because he doesn't want it.

actually maybe it'll even make him anxious, and then you can pop a few nuggies into him to make him feel better — promising him that, no, you don't expect him to take care of himself just because he can; that room to move doesn't mean you expect him to move.

people have expected too much from poor ani his whole life, starting with his mom tbh... and part of me wanting him essentially fused to his bed is absolutely a desire to absolve him of those expectations.

like, no anakin, you don't have to save the world. it's great if you want to and i'll help you do it if it'll make you happy, but you're also just a person, and i'll still love you even if you never want to do a single thing for anyone else ever again — your disillusionment is part of who you are too, after all, and even if i'm a bad person for wanting to indulge it, is it really so wrong that i can't imagine you without it..?

because maybe my baby doesn't need to be fixed. maybe all he needs (all he wants) is cake and love and more cake and bacon fat.

[briliantlymad]

I need him fucked so badly. i want him whimpering screaming crying absolutely spent. squealing as obiwan fucks into him

[geekforhorror]

Hey my could you please do Ani making you ride him and him talking you through it

guys my age

pairing: dilf!anakin skywalker x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT (DNI IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT!), dom!anakin, sub!reader, riding, unprotected p in v sex, dirty talk, praise, age gap, modern!au, anakin is divorced!

a/n: yes i based this title off of this song 🙂‍↕️

"Fuck Anakin..." was all you could stammer out as you were constantly bouncing up and down on your employer's dick, feeling his cock brush against your sensitive folds.

You had been a babysitter for his children for about a year and there had always been a strong sense of sexual tension whenever the two of you were in the same room together. Something in him must have snapped tonight that caused him to aggressively attack your lips with his. He was consuming your mouth as if it was his only source of oxygen, which only fueled the already passionate kiss. Before you knew it, your clothes had been ripped off of your body along with his. leaving the two of you bare on his bed.

"You like this, sweetie? You like being fucked by a man more than twice your age?" Anakin asks you lustfully.

"Mhm!" you yelp out as his lips latch onto your collarbone.

"Such a sweet girl for me...making me feel so good, baby," he praises into your ear like a mantra he could repeat all night long. He continues rocking into you sensually, his pelvis meeting yours.

Sure, you knew he was experienced, but the way he was making you feel was otherworldly. You knew one other thing for sure: his ex-wife was a damn fool for divorcing him.

"I knew you would be tight baby, but shit..." you hear Anakin say with a breathy groan. "Taking me 's well..."

All of a sudden, you feel him finally bottom out inside you, making you expel pornographic moans from your mouth. Anakin gently covers your mouth with one of his large hands.

"As much as I want to hear those pretty sounds pretty girl, we wouldn't want the kids to wake up now, would we?" he tuts, pausing his movements.

"N-No" you stammer.

"Atta girl...knows exactly how to make me proud," he coos.

He resumes his thrusting with those words and your only response is to grab onto his shoulder blades so you wouldn't lose balance. Sounds of skin slapping against skin filled your ears, along with the slick sounds of your arousal smeared all over his cock. All your thoughts were thrown out the window as you became more cock drunk on top of him. You could feel the hot coil start to form deep inside your tummy and knew what was coming. Anakin knew you were close from the way your tight cunt was fluttering around his fat cock.

"Please let me cum," you plead, a glassy look forming in your eyes due to how desperate you were for a release. Anything.

"Youve got it baby, you've got it," he says to you, only making your movements more erratic and hasty. "Just like that..." he continues.

Before you know it, you feel yourself finally unravel around him, throwing your head back as he fucks you through your orgasm. He feels the warmth of your cum splash around his aching dick, which makes Anakin continue to thrust animalistically into you like his life depends on it. Suddenly, he spills his hot, sticky seed into your spent pussy and you swear its the best thing you've ever felt in your entire life. He waits a while before finally pulling out of you and lays beside you on the now ruined sheets.

"Why didn't we do that sooner?" he asks with a look of amusement on his face.

"I have no idea," you reply with a giggle.

tag list: @zapernz @mortalheartache @myheartwillgoon2022 @camiemorgan8 @demieyesore @midnight--raine

[anklebitingbrat]

nsfw 18+

I feel like aotc!anakin would be so so desperate to touch you, but so so afraid to lose the self control he’s being taught. Nights laying together, turning into messes of teeth clashing and panting through kisses were becoming just not enough. So you can bet that he brings something up one night, “I heard about something from another padawan in the temple today…” bracing yourself for what he’s about to say, “I heard, technically we could do stuff,” he insinuates, “we just can’t move.”

(basically this man is describing soaking let’s be fr).

Not caring about the logistics of this, just needing to feel his fat cock stretching you out, you find yourself on top of him. Both clothed, too eager, too inexperienced, too needy. Your hands resting on his chest, both legs wrapped around his waist as he’s below you, eyes rolling to the back of his head as your wet heat envelopes him. The ache he’s felt for months dissipates in that moment.

He’s looking at you like you hung the moon, eyes half lidded, mouth open with soft pants coming from his lips, his big hands massaging your hips, moving up and down your side occasionally. He’s whimpering after a few minutes, everything is too much for him. It’s all new, and in the best way possible, but he’s about to lose control, he knows he is. How couldn’t he right now.

“I can’t do this much longer…” he trails off.

Thinking you’ve done something wrong you immediately come alive again. The sweet ache in your pussy from his size, the feeling of his chest heaving beneath your hands, the dimly lit room, you were in another world. Another world where he would finally take control, finally bend you over, finally fuck you.

“Ani, what do you mean?” you breath, out of your daze.

“I mean I need to do something. Now.” oh.

His hands were travelling up your shirt now, pushing it up above your breasts, his left hand massaging you tit, pinching at your nipple. His right hand moving to your neck and jaw, placing his thumb over your lips.

You’ve done it before, sucked his fingers. Your lips move slightly to give a small kiss to the pad of his thumb before sticking your tongue out to swipe up the length of it. His eyes watching your every movement, dropping his other hand back to your hip. For Anakin, that was all he needed. He was losing the control he thought he so greatly possessed.

You felt too good wrapped around him, like he could feel your heartbeat, your wetness dripping down onto his balls, his thighs, he could smell it. He was drunk off of you, barely taken a sip, he did need more. His hips finally rutting up into you, a gasp escaping your lips “Ani-“. He knew it surprised you, but he needed this. He deserved this. He deserved you, everything your body gave was for him, and he was finally taking it.

[thesassypadawan]

Birthday Boy (Hayden x FemReader)

Summary: It’s your man’s birthday! A day filled with all the love, presents, and…special ‘treats’.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there sooo much of the smut. Birthday head and, as always… Hayden’s big, fat dick.

Notes: Happy Birthday, Hay! 💙🤍

And also Happy Hayden's (And Mine) Birthday Event! In honor of the man, the myth, the legend; I will be posting nothing but Anakin, Vader, and Hay stories all April long!

- It’s Hayden’s birthday! One of the few days during the year when you can spoil him totally rotten…and he can’t object or complain.

- You always make it into a big deal. Showering him with love and affection. Making his fav foods. Getting him so many thoughtful presents. Planning all sorts of little surprises and special ‘treats’…that you just so happen to enjoy too.

- The sound of your alarm fills the air, and your arm flies out from underneath the covers. Hand fumbling for your phone, trying to silence it before a moose starts to stir.

- Luckily, you’re successful and no harm was done. Because you can hear the soft snores echoing out from behind you.

- Yawning, you try to blink yourself awake. You had set it with the intention of getting up early enough to prepare him breakfast in bed. But having that deliciously warm body pressed up against and those strong arms wrapped around you…

- A sleepy smile spreads across your face and your eyes begin to close. Until you feel a very hard, very familiar something poke your backside. And suddenly you’re no longer going with the original plan. Instead you’re opting for the new, amazing one you just thought up.

- Somehow you not only manage to untangle yourself from Hay, but you’re also able to get him to lay on his back. From there you make quick work of removing the sheets and pulling down his sleep pants. Cock springing free and standing proud.

- Positioning yourself between his toned legs, lips hovering barely a few inches above his dick. You pause a moment, making sure he’s still asleep by whispering… “Oi, Big Dork; Leafs suck.”

- Nothing. Not an angry grumble or eyes cracking open to glare at you. Nothing.

- Boldly you kitten lick his fat tip, happily lapping up that first salty bead of pre. Before popping it into your mouth, rolling your tongue around and sucking gently. Teasing at and playing with his slit until more of that bittersweet goodness explodes across your taste buds.

- Moaning softly, the vibrations cause Hayden to shift a bit. But you chose to ignore this, taking more of him in. That slight, pleasant ache in your jaw making you pant through your nose, your own arousal spiking. Cunt clenching around nothing, dripping…soaking through your panties.

- Bobbing your head up and down, you set a steady pace. Lips and hand wrapped tightly around his impressive length, adding more friction as you pump. Teeth nipping and grazing at him lightly.

- You’re so caught up that you don’t hear the low groan, but you certainly feel the big hand coming to rest on the back of your head. Those long fingers lacing through your hair, tugging.

- With his cock still nice and warm in your mouth, you not so innocently gaze up at him. Hay’s blue eyes are blown so wide, a lazy smile on his face. “Happy Birthday to me,” he chuckles, voice raspy from sleep.

- Humming, you swallow him greedily. Head brushing and hitting the back of your throat. Trying your best to not choke, fighting the urge not to gag.

- “That’s it,” he grunts. Pulling harder, hips starting to slowly buck. “Keep Going.”

- Driven by his words and that wonderful burn on your scalp, you double your efforts. Picking up speed, you match his rhythm. Baring down, letting him slide deeper with each thrust. Squeezing and playing with his heavy balls.

- First you feel his dick twitch, then his thighs begin to tremble, and…

- Growling, Hayden shot his hot cum down your throat. Curses falling from his lips while you hungrily drink every last drop.

- Releasing him with a wet sounding pop, you eagerly crawl on top of and straddle him. “Happy Birthday, Hay!” You giggle, grinning and wiggling like crazy…some of his ‘frosting’ trickling down your chin. “Today it’s all about you and-”

- A squeak escapes you as your suddenly flipped over. Back pressed against the mattress, caged in by his arms. Tip pushing at your drenched core.

- “Thanks for the gift, angel,” the birthday boy smirks, hand slowly trailing down your hip. “I’ll open it right now.” And with one quick movement, tares off your panties.

Tag List: @espinathena-17, @myheartwillgoon2022, @wifeofasith, @princessswifie, @kenobiskywalker16, @loverforoldermen

[st4rfckerz]

mdni 18+

anakin loves it when you use him to get off. when you're on top, he can't help but watch your pretty body move rhythmically, your tits bouncing enticingly with each thrust. his hands roam freely over your body, he grips the fat of your thighs and gently guides you along his cock. his hips would rise to meet yours, his aching cock drilling deeper into you, filling you up completely.

"c'mon baby, you got it. take what's yours."

he loves the way you ride him, the way you control the pace, the way you take him deep inside you. he revels in the sounds you make, the way you moan his name, the way you cling to him as you reach your peak. he always sneaks his hand in between your thighs to rub his big thumb across your puffy clit when you least expect it.

"go on 'nd cum angel, make a mess on my cock."

he's more than happy to fulfill your needs, to be your personal plaything, and he'll do it with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. he knows that when you cum, it's because of him, and that thought alone is enough to drive him wild.

[feelslksugar]

teasing (anakin x reader) + twt prn link

A/N; it’s so fucking late but I needed to post this asap. Sorry if it's bad or I forget any tags.

Warnings; Dark content, Anakin is very mean, size kink, afab reader, pussy slapping, fingering, dubcon, female reader, recording/sextape, Anakin calls readers pussy she, teasing, name-calling, threats to leak videos.

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You had been testing Anakin’s patience all day. The relentless teasing words and touches that lasted just a little too long had him wanting to ravage you right then and there but, he had self-control. 

At least that’s what he thought. He could tolerate the teasing but one thing he wouldn’t stand for was the flirting. 

 The blatant flirting with his friends right in front of him really sent him over the edge, he knew he would make you regret it the moment you two were alone.

The minute the door shut behind him you knew your fate was sealed. He wasted zero time throwing your smaller body over his shoulder and taking you straight to the bedroom before slamming you into the plush bed face down. He immediately ripped the material of your thin stockings and pushed your pleated mini skirt up exposing your bare cunt.

Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend knew exactly how he was going to teach you a lesson. Only HE knew how to put you in your place.

You stayed put, face down on the bed and the bedroom was eerily silent except for some soft rustling followed by a small ring. 

It sounded so vaguely familiar, but it was something you couldn’t identify for a moment until it hit you all at once.

He was fucking recording. 

You could feel his looming presence behind you before he immediately ripped the material of your thin stockings and pushed your pleated mini skirt up exposing your bare cunt.

“You wanna be a bad girl all day,” He mutters under his breath while kneading the fat of your ass in front of the camera. “N-no Ani. I’m sorry.” You squeak while he continues to manhandle your most sensitive parts. 

The cold air in the room made contact with your pussy.  It definitely didn’t help.

Whenever your boyfriend would spread you too wide and your sensitive pussy would involuntarily spread you felt the embarrassment. 

Knowing the camera was capturing every single detail made you involuntarily clench your thighs together. You felt like a cheap whore on display for all to see.

“It’s too late for that, you’ve been such a fucking tease all day.” He groans looking at your small hole clench around nothing, desperate to be filled with something, anything. 

“She’s so fucking pretty.” He says looking at your cunt in the camera before his strong hand makes contact with the soft flesh of your ass. “Aniii- Please no, I said sorryyyy-” You can't even form your next thought before his hand strikes you once more. And once more, again, again, and again.

“No? You don’t want this? You’re sorry?” He parrots your needy words in a higher pitch while continuing to tease you on camera for the world to see. “I don’t think you’re sorry baby.” The last loud smack makes contact with your reddening skin before he gives your pussy a rub with the tips of his thick fingers. “Fuck, you’re dripping Doll. I think you like this and you don’t want me to stop. I think you like being filmed. It makes you so wet. See?” 

The tips of his fingers rub up and down your soaking slit, spreading your sweet wetness around your puffy folds and occasionally making contact with your sensitive clit. “You’re so meannnnn.” You whine desperate for any more friction or contact with your sensitive nub.

You were desperate for anything. Anakin watched as your small hole clenched around nothing. He knew he was being cruel, but he didn’t care.

 He knew he could easily reduce you to a crying mess just by dipping his fingers in.  You were always so sensitive and delicate just for him. He could make you cry and squirt without even trying as he had many times before. 

The feeling your desperate moans and whines gave him was something otherworldly. He knew you deserved to be punished but he couldn’t help himself. 

The feeling of his thick fingers finally making contact and dipping into the warm heat of your pussy made you drool. “Such a slut, you’re fucking dripping everywhere. I thought you didn’t want this hm?” The end of his sentence was punctuated with a harsh slap to your wet cunt. “You clearly do, so sit pretty and let me do whatever I want, okay?” Before you could protest his weight shifts off of your shared bed. 

You heard the familiar sound of a zipper and the drop of pants before you felt his larger frame behind you, aligning himself with your slick entrance. “Stay still for me, yeah?” Anakin says, grabbing the base of his cock and giving it a few experimental strokes before sliding his pre cum covered tip up and down your puffy folds. “Be gentle please Ani.” You beg, knowing his large size always made your eyes water no matter how many times you’ve done it with him. 

But the sudden sensation of being split in half overwhelms your senses. 

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do.” He snarls before forcing half of his cock into your wet heat. “Ani! Fuck I can’t!” You cry out grasping at the sheets desperate for purchase. 

 He gave you no time to adjust to his big length causing a dull ache in your lower half. “Yes, you fucking can,” He taunted, digging his fingernails into your hips while biting his lip.

“You’re saying you can’t but you’re clenching so much around me and I’m not even all the way in yet. Giving the camera such a fucking show,” He moans before forcing the rest of his thick length inside your abused pussy. 

“Fuck, always so tight for me.” He feels like he could cum in just a few thrusts with the way your cunt gripped him like a vice. “‘M so full,'” You whine at the feeling of being filled to the brim. Full of Anakin, raw.

His hips begin to move, slowly at first. “Fuck, I love this fucking pussy. All mine too, isn’t that right baby?” He asked. You could feel Anakin’s spongey tip kiss your cervix over and over again while he waited for your response. “Yes! Fuck!” You cried out when his thrusts began to speed up when you took a little too long to answer him. “All yours Ani! I’m sorry!” You cry into the pillow desperate to hide your moans.

“The stupid slut is sorry now huh?” The sound of skin slapping on skin echoed on the walls of your shared bedroom while he abused your poor cunt. “Yeah? You’re fucking sorry? Apologize. Let them hear you.” His words were dripping with anger. He wanted you to be sorry. To cry and beg on camera. He wanted nothing else but to make a moaning drooling mess out of you. “They can’t hear you with your face buried in that fucking pillow now can they?” He spits, grabbing your hair from the roots and pulling your face out of the plush pillow. 

“No! I’m sorry! I’m sorry for being a slut! I’m sorry I’m Ani’s! I’m only his!” Your words were slurring and you swear you could see stars when he hit that bundle of nerves over and over again with his fat tip. “That's what I like to hear. That’s right baby, tell them.” He leaned forward and licked the shell of your ear. 

“You’re being such a good girl.” He whispered in your ear while not once slowing down. “Let this be a lesson. Whenever you even fucking think about disobeying me think about this.” He hisses while biting your ear. 

“I love you so much,” You could tell your boyfriend was getting closer. His thrusts became sloppier with each passing second. 

“Fuck, I love you so so much.” His tone was needy and his hands gripped and groped all over your soft body desperate to feel anything. “I’m gonna cum.” He whines before getting one last deep thrust in. “Cumming inside you.” 

The feeling of his long-awaited orgasm washed over him. He felt so weightless. You could feel his weight on your back while his labored breath tickled your shoulder. A thin layer of sweat covered you two while he slowly pulled out his softening cock. Thick globs began to spill out of your abused cunt before your boyfriend’s sweaty body was lifted off of yours.

 “Should I send this video out now baby?”

[hanasnx]

how do we feel about daddy!anakin and dumification

MINORS DNI 18+ NOTES: we feel insane. thank you.

“what’s that, baby? you feel good?” ANAKIN SKYWALKER jeers overhead, holding himself over you with his hand clutched onto the headboard. “too good?” maliciously, he thumbs your clit. clumsy, and careless, his callused finger pad roughs up your bud, sending shockwaves throughout your body. you writhe underneath him, the sharp quiver in your thighs intensifying with each moment they spend folded over themselves.

you can’t speak, a mess of your fluids wet under your ass, a range of temperatures based on how fresh the finish is. your skin is sticky. his fat cock driving into its home over and over again, so hard it hurts, but it’s too fucking much for you to form a thought much less act on it.

“yeah, yeah. all you can do is take it, huh? fucking dumb for me. that’s all you wanted, right? a little bit of dick before bed? fuck the thoughts right out of that pretty head so you can knock out? i’ve got news for you, angel, your brain’s always empty. all you think about is me.”

a mindless, pained keen escapes you, your pussy slurping him up and flooding around him for the countless time tonight. “daddy!” whether it’s meant to be indignant or chastising, you don’t know. you just want him to know you’re thinking about him, trying to thank him. you just can’t get the words out, can’t even process them.

[anisangeldust]

May the fourth be with you 🎀

(Today is my mom’s bday!)

Imagine that Anakin has been busy all day, never once having the opportunity to dote on his precious girl. Copious training sessions have left him exhausted, and the only thing he’s craving right now is you and your warm cunt. You aren’t force sensitive, sometimes he forgets, and that makes it more difficult, so he reaches out with a phantom force hand until he finds you on your guys’ bed.

The feeling of nothing yet the delicious sensation of hands on your clit makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up, Anakin is coming, and you can feel that’s he’s needing you. The feeling is gone as quickly as it came, but the message stuck, Anakin needed you, and that was his way of communicating from so far away.

Anakin had already shed himself of his armor, the clunky metal discarded in the doorway of your shared apartment. He was ridding himself of his shirt, his abs glistened like a glazed donut, and turning a sharp corner to your bed. He’d never been more proud when he saw you in your prettiest lingerie, propped up on your knees and lip jutted in a pout.

“Oh princess, you knew what daddy needed didn’t you?” He cooed, picking you up in his strong arms and played you back down on your back, spreading your legs open and using the force to tease your sensitive clit. “So good for me baby, such an obedient girl for daddy, you know what obedient girls get baby? They get rewards, and daddy is going to reward you.” He murmurs and tugs off your panties, pressing them to his face and inhaling with a ravenous groan. Quickly unbuckling his pants, he pulls out his hard cock and lines up with your puffy hole.

“Sorry I couldn’t prep you today baby, js’ needed you so bad, think you can take it?” He teases and slides his fat tip against your slimy pussy. A small chuckle leaves his chest when you nod frantically and blubber out “yes daddy!” And “I’m your good girl”, he presses one hand on your stomach and slides in, the squelch sound is almost pornographic, and the thrusts he’s giving are heavenly. Anakin pins your hands above your head with the force and uses the power to toy with your sensitive bud, enjoying how he can see the lack of thoughts in your mind.

There was so satisfying about something as sacred as the force being used to make is cockslut of a girlfriend look so beautifully dumb.

[darthdaddi]

In the Garden Pt. 1

18+ (minors dni), no particular warnings it's just smutty, slight face slap? Not proofread ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

751 words

Padawan!Anakin would def fuck you in the Temple's garden, or take you on pretty dates depending on his mood. He's always looking for something risqué to do, something that is almost public and on the cusp of being caught, dragging you into the pretty garden that is meant to be sacred and used for meditation and Force practices. Anakin takes you deep into the flowery parts of the labyrinth, but meerly just to satisfy your worry of being caught. If it were completely up to him, he'd most likely be right in the open where anyone could see if they looked out a window or balcony. But for now, he doesn't make you worry your little head.

"C'mere, gotta taste your lips.", He mumbled and pulled you in by the hips, kissing you tenderly to start out with. "Ugh, you're all sweaty, Ani!" You protest and wipe your lips off with the back of your hand, which gained a chuckle from him, "Then you're really not gonna like what happens next if you're afraid of a little sweat on my lips." Anakin mumbled, a little smirk played on his lips, and before you could speak he was already shoving you down onto your knees greedily. He shushed you as he fiddled with his utility belt to get it off, finally releasing it in which it clinked off the stone pathway.

Anakin pulled his cock out from his pants and tapped it to your lips, "Ahhh." He teased and opened his mouth, wanting you to do the same. You begrudgingly opened your mouth, but really couldn't push away the smell lingering in his trimmed hairs. It was musky in a way that was almost delicious, like a good odor but would never admit that to him because he'd definitely get a big head over it. Maybe would even tease you about giving his boxers to you just to smell him all over again. Gross. Is the word that crossed your mind first, then again... Before you could continue your thoughts, Anakin slammed himself into your mouth, lower abdomen already pressed firmly into your forehead. You slap his thigh in protest to let up on you, but to no avail because Anakin started fucking your mouth, "Maybe if you stop daydreaming about my boxers, you'd pay attention to what I said." He muttered gruffly and held the sides of your head, fucking his heavy cock in and out of your pretty little mouth.

You squeezed your eyes shut, the squelching sound of the fat head if his cock pistoning in and out of your throat repeatedly filled your ears, and the small area around then in the garden. "Open your eyes, look at me. I want to see those pretty eyes." Anakin grunted, jaw clenched after he finished his sentence. He gave a slight slap to your cheek, grabbing your attention which was enough for your eyes to shoot open. 'Did he just slap me?' You said internally, eyes wide as you stared up at him. Anakin smirked as he stopped his aggressive thrusts, switching to more smooth rolling of his hips. Damn he did look hot... How he held up his tunic out of the way to see your face and how you're taking him. But mostly for you, you could see his abdominal muscles flex every roll of his hips. "Gonna cum, don't you dare move away." Anakin warned as she held the back of your head, still rolling his hips but a little more aggressively this time, just trying to get himself off quickly but still enjoying your throat thoroughly. After a few grunts, and sloppy thrusts, that warm bitter/sweet liquid erupted in your mouth and followed by a low 'mmnn' from Anakin. He pulled out from your sweet mouth and sighed as he adjusted himself back into his pants. You looked up at him with furrowed brows, "That's it? That's what your dragged me out here for?" Practically protesting, wiping his sticky cum from the corner of your mouth with your thumb and sucked it off. "I dunno, is it?" Anakin chuckled and looked down at you, holding his hand out to help you up before turning you around to face the beautiful scene he created moments before leading you to the gardens. "Ani..." You blushed and playfully smacked him, seeing the pretty display in front of you. A blanket laid out, white lights strung in the overhead trees, and of course your favorite snack, white strawberry and whipped cream...

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Hello friends! It's been sooo long since I've wrote anything and I'm feeling a little rusty, but I didn't want to not put out this little series I'm coming up with any longer. I love the idea of him having a little secret relationship with you, doing something sweet yet scandalous. I hope you enjoy, like and follow pookies (- ε -)

[ohgodmyeyes]

on a similar note, i love the idea of some jackass walking into the buffet where anakin is busy stuffing his fat, beautiful face & just as they start to judge him and make assumptions, you walk up to the table with a fresh plate of food and just start loving all over him: kisses, belly rubs, playing with his hair, squeezing into the seat next to him and literally spoon-feeding him his creamy mashed potatoes, just... all of it

aaand the fact that i completely forgot about the imaginary jackass that precipitated this post in the two seconds it took me to write it only proves the efficacy of my solution so that's fun

[ddejavvu]

anakin loves messy, sloppy, dirty sex and i stand by this like the wetter the bed afterwards the better. like this man wants to be COATED whether it’s your wetness, slobber, squirt, his cum or whatever he NEEDS to be drenched in it

send me anakin thoughts/requests !!

this post is 18+, minors dni.

i- when you- when i- and i- when you want- and you- i- *collapses*

typa guy to lick the bedsheets !!!!!!

he's really not turned off by any sort of wetness produced during sex whether it's sweat or slick or cum or drool he wants it in his mouth and he wants it in his mouth now 🤷‍♀️

he'll 100% lick the sweat off of your skin no matter where it is, absolutely loves burying his face into your chest and licking along the lower curve of your tits. He’ll lick it out of the dip of your throat, or drag his tongue in a fat, wet stripe up the side of your face if there’s sweat trickling down your temple.

there's usually not excess slick/cum if he's eating you out/giving you head because he will absolutely suck you dry. you couldn't produce any amount that he couldn't swallow, and if you did he'd take it as a challenge and prove you wrong. however, when he cums in or on you, he absolutely loves spreading it around all over you, or licking it off. he particularly loves jacking off over you, cumming on your chest/stomach, then fucking you because then it gets all over him too and it means you both need a shower afterwards which means more sex. he'll jizz on your face and then take the palm of his hand and smear it obscenely over you, or scoop it off with two fingers and jam them into your mouth for you to suck clean. will also just lick his cum off of your face with absolutely no shame or hesitation. it doesn't bother him and the grossness makes it sexy. he's gonna kiss you right after with a mouthful of his own cum and he's gonna jam it down your throat with his tongue.

he loves it when you suck him off and drool all over him. i mean it he wants to be dripping with your slobber, he wants to be able to drag his fingers across his thighs and see your spit shining on his digits. he especially loves it when you kneel while you suck him off and your drool drips right down onto your own lap/thighs and gets you nice and sloppy for him

and i'm not into piss but this seems like a golden opportunity for you piss kink havers and there was no pun intended there but it sure happened anyways

[geekforhorror]

show me how

description: anakin catches you in quite the predicament… playing with yourself.

warnings: SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT), straight into the smut, dom!anakin, sub!reader, masturbation (fem!receiving), dry humping, p in v sex, dirty talk, degradation, play slapping, dumbification, dacryphilia, daddy kink, praise, pet names, slight age gap (anakin is 30, reader is 21)

a/n: sorry for only making a blurb out of this yall :(

“What were you thinking, slut? You thought you could pleasure yourself as well as I pleasure you, huh?” Anakin says as he shoves himself deeper inside your fluttering walls like he had been doing ever since he caught you playing a dirty little game with yourself.

“No I swear!” you whine.

“You sure about that angel? Didn’t seem that way when you were humping your pretty pussy with that pink blanket of yours,” Anakin tuts out.

“Promise it won’t happen again!” you protest in tears.

“I’ve heard that one before, angel. We both know that’s not true.” he says with a scoff.

“Just missed you, Ani,” you cried out as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your sensitive g-spot.

“Princess missed my cock, huh?” he asks you, expecting an answer. In all honesty, he was making hard for you to blabber out a coherent sentence when he was bullying your tight cunt with his fat cock.

“Yes daddy!” you scream out, too far gone to even care what your neighbors would think. Fuck what they thought.

“At least you still know who daddy is,” he says with a smirk.

“Mmph, please Ani…” you say with a high pitched voice that only came out when you were brought close to the edge. Anakin knew the warning signs all too well and he wasn’t gonna let that that happen when you had misbehaved.

“You’re not gonna cum until I give you permission to, got it slut?” he grits before slapping your ass, making you yelp and coincidentally moving yourself farther into him. You nod your head at his words.

“I asked you a question, bitch. When I ask a question, I expect an answer. Or maybe I made you too dumb with my cock,” he says with faux sympathy. You liked it. You liked the way he spoke to you as if you were nothing but a little hole for him to use.

“Yes I understand!” you say.

“Good.” he says with a devilish smirk. “Heres what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna use your pretty little cunt as rough as I want to and you’re not going to cum until I do,” he explains to you.

“But-“ you start to protest.

“No buts,” his voice booms. You pout at his words, despite how wet they had made you. “You’re gonna take what I give you and you’re going to like it.”

What game have you gotten yourself into?

[thesassypadawan]

Big Boy (Master Anakin x PadawanFemReader)

Summary: After overhearing a conversation between you, his padawan, and your friends, Anakin is surprised by your declaration of wanting yourself a big boy. But you don’t want any big boy…you want your dear, 20 years older, master.

Warnings: 18+, because all the lovely smut. Size difference, age gap, and Ani’s big boy, pussy splitting dick. Padawan reader is of age.

Notes: I would love to know your thoughts, and I will be trying to post a fic for Ani every other Friday!

Inspired by SZA’s song Big Boy. I know it isn’t exactly the song’s definition of what a ‘big boy’ is, but, let’s face it, Ani is a big boy in his own respective way.

“Yeah, I’d love to have a big boy to ‘keep me warm’ for the colder months. I mean, I already know who I want to ask. It’s just…I’m not sure if he’d want me to be his winter-wife,” you admitted bashfully to your friends.

To say Anakin was shocked at what he overheard was a severe understatement. You, his sweet, innocent, little padawan wanted yourself a big boy. But not just any big boy…oh no, the thoughts you unknowingly shared between the bond revealed it all. You wanted him…in the worse way possible.

He was surprised, but not so at the same time. Surprised, because he was twenty years your senior…practically old enough to be your father. Not so, because he had caught some minor glances and feelings from you…he usually just chalked that up to his hopeful imagination. And, not to brag, because he did fit the description of a big boy quite well…what with his towering height and having packed on an extra healthy, all muscle, thirty pounds since his younger days.

He was also both happy and turned on by this news. But he wasn’t just going to sit there and wait patiently for you to build up the courage to ask. He would give you one week. If you failed to do so, then he would take matters into his own hands.

In the meantime though, Ani planned to have some ‘fun’ with you. After all, it was a master’s job to keep their padawan on their toes.

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He decided he was going to remind you how much of a big boy he really was. Starting out casually by grabbing things from the top shelf of the kitchenette for you, because ‘they were never that high up before’. To letting you borrow his oversized cloak, since yours ‘mysteriously disappeared’. And then slouching down to your height, acting like he ‘couldn’t hear you from way up there’.

Which progressed to not so subtly doing so. Taking your smaller hand into his larger one, so he wouldn’t ‘lose a tiny thing like you in such a huge crowd’. And getting on his knee to fix your braid, since it was ‘just easier to get on your level’. He made sure to flash you that dazzling smile after, ‘there you go, little one’, and kissed you on the nose.

And finally becoming outright blatant. Tossing you effortlessly over his broad shoulder, due to you ‘not being able to keep up with your short legs’. Coming up from behind and completely engulfing your entire form in his strong arms. Thanking you for ‘the delicious meal you made’ and telling you how lucky he is ‘to have a sweet, little padawan like you’. He even went as far as pulling you on top of him to watch a holomovie. The reason being that his long legs took up the whole couch and you deserved to have ‘a comfortable spot to sit too’…with his hard, fat cock pressing firmly against your ass the whole time.

Anakin really thought that would be the turning point, but you still didn’t ask. Instead, you said a small ‘goodnight, master’ and, like always, escaped to the privacy of your own room. Which was frustrating, but not all that bad. After all, he still got to enjoy all your delightful thoughts as you took pleasure from yourself. Thoughts that were not only tantalizing, but also inspiring.

Throwing out his original plan on how to finally confront you, he stealthily approached your door. Listening and feeling for the right moment…that came when a soft ‘master’ passed your lips and the image of you struggling to take three fingers, pretending it was his thick dick, into your tiny pussy.

Tinkering with the keypad, he unlocked the door and stepped inside. The smell of your perfume and arousal hanging heavy in the air.

You squeaked in shock and scrambled to cover your naked body. “Master, it’s not what it looks like!”

With a wicked grin, he began to strip. “What it looks like, padawan of mine, is that you’re in need a big boy…badly.”

Ani took great satisfaction in the way your jaw dropped as you gazed upon his absolute massive…everything. He twitched in anticipation of how he was going to split you in half.

He watched as you bit your lip, your hand boldly sliding down to rub your clit. Fingers dipping into your folds to gather wetness, wetness that he proudly knew was all because of him.

Crawling onto the bed with you, he spread your legs open. Dipping his head between your thighs; he inhaled deeply, making you whine pitifully.

“Let me take care of you,” he growled. Peeking up at you as his long tongue slithered between your folds. Lazily licking up and down, nipping at your clit teasingly.

You cried out as he sped up and he chuckled lowly. “You like that don’t you, angel.” His hand tightening on your thighs, your hips bucking. “You love the way my big, booming voice rumbles through you; straight to your aching core.”

A whimper flew from your mouth. “Please!” You begged, squirming in anticipation. “Please, I want you inside of me!”

Pulling back, he shifted. His hips pressed firmly to yours, his cock rubbing against your stomach to emphasize his large size. “Sure about that? Think you can handle all of me?”

You reached down to stroke him, running his tip through your folds. “Please, master, I need you.” And then lined him up with your soaking entrance.

Anakin pushed forward softly. “All right, then this is where the fun begins,” he said smugly, shoving his length all the way in.

A small cry escaped you as he felt your tight cunt stretch, desperately trying to accommodate him. With his enormous hands, he gently guided you along. Slowly inching back and forth…trying to help you adjust.

“You okay if I move, little one?” He whispered sweetly to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You nodded at his words, giving him a shy smile.

“That’s, my girl.” He pulled back just a bit before thrusting back forward. His hips beginning to speed up, bouncing your body with each movement. Your eyes sliding shut, face contorting in pleasure.

“Hey, look at me,” he muttered huskily. “Want you to see how well you’re taking my cock. So tight around me, my little wifey.”

He could feel your walls flutter in response to his words, your eyes opening wide. “That’s right, you’re my little winter-wifey,” he grunted. “Going to be your big boy and ‘keep you warm’ during these colder months.”

Ani hiked your thighs up onto his hips. Pumping into you deeper. Bullying your cervix. Making a small bulge appear in your stomach.

Factors that had you mewling, helplessly clinging to his bulging arms. “Master! So close, master!”

“Me too,” he panted. His grip tightening, thrusts growing faster, heavy balls slapping hard against your ass. “So be my good little wifey and cum with me.”

Slamming his hips flushed against yours, he somehow pushed himself even deeper inside. Groaning as you screamed out his name, your walls clamping down on his cock. Hungerly milking him, while he shot rope after rope of hot cum into your tiny pussy. Pumping you so impossibly full.

Pulling out gently, Anakin collapsed on the bed beside you; his arms lovingly wrapping around you. “You know, I meant everything I said. Except…”

“Except, what?” You hesitantly asked him, your eyes filled with worry.

“It’s nothing terrible,” he reassured, stroking your back. “Unless you don’t want to be more than just my winter-wife.”

You turned bright red and buried your face in his chest. “Yes,” you replied bashfully. “As long as you don’t mind always being my big boy.”

Ani placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Of course, I would love to, my little wifey. All you had to do was ask.”

[st4rfckerz]

i still think about this very often.

mdni 18+

"shut up and get on your knees." anakin sneers through his teeth as he unbuckles his belt. anakin was at the breaking point. you've been acting out all day and nothing seemed to calm your mood. he tried his hardest to be patient with you and your little attitude, but you just wouldn't stop.

"ani 'suncomfortable." you pout, wriggling around on your bright pink vibrator. you look up at anakin with big doe eyes, slightly confused as to what he was making you do. his dark eyes were much darker than usual and his face had hardened to a stern expression. the sound of his belt being loosened accentuates the tension in the room, sending a shiver down your spine. looking up at Anakin, you notice the distinct bulge growing in his pants, his arousal clearly evident. the thought of what he has in store for you sends a thrill through your body, your pulse quickening.

"i don't care, sit still." anakin lets his pants fall to the floor, his hardened length is revealed, straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs. the sight of him intensifies the throbbing ache between your legs, the anticipation reaching a fever pitch. anakin brings a hand down and holds it in front of your mouth.

"spit." a fat glob of saliva slips from your lips and lands right onto the palm of his hand. anakin's fingers brush against his length, coated in the slickness of your saliva. his touch is firm and deliberate, his grip tight as he begins to stroke himself, his gaze locked onto yours. you watch with trepidation as anakin strokes his cock a few more times before firmly telling you to 'open'.

you part your lips, making way for his throbbing cock. a quiet gasp escapes from your lips as his tip glides past your parted lips, the smooth, velvety texture of his shaft brushing against your tongue. your eyes lock with his, an intensity passing between you as you take him deeper into your mouth. he always felt so heavy, making your mouth feel so full.

without any preparation, anakin thrusts harshly into your throat, making you gag slightly around him.

"breathe baby." anakin reminds you. his fingers entangle themselves in your hair as he tightens his hold to draw your head closer to his pelvis. your eyes have become so watery that you don't even notice anakin grabbing the little remote for the toy you forgot was underneath you.

with a quick flick of his thumb, the device sprang to life, sending a powerful pulse of vibration through your body. the sudden sensation caught you off guard, your eyes widening and a low moan lodging itself in your throat. the vibrations hummed against your most sensitive areas, electrifying your senses and intensifying the pleasure that already coursed through your veins. anakin watched with dark, lustful eyes as your body instinctively reacted to the newfound stimulation. you struggled to keep up with the conflicting sensations, your moans muffled around his slick, saliva covered cock.

"your pretty mouth feels so good angel," anakin spoke, his voice laced with admiration. "takin' my cock like a champ." he continued to thrust into your mouth, matching the increasing intensity of the little toy nestled between your legs. your senses were ablaze, every nerve tingling as your arousal intensified. you could feel your muscles tighten involuntarily, a delicious ache building within you. even though your little whimpers are stifled by anakin's cock abusing your throat, he could still tell when you've reached that point.

"close?" anakin smiles wickedly. you nod quickly around his cock. your eyes were filled with fat tears and a small string of drool falls from the side of your mouth. "you can cum." he breathes out, tilting his head back with pleasure. your orgasm crashes over you more intense than ever. a filthy moan rumbles in your throat, causing vibrations to erupt around his length.

"hold on," he managed to croak out between heavy breaths. "just a little bit more." the vibrator continued unabated, sending more waves of pleasure coursing through your body once more. you couldn't help but moan and gag around him, unable to escape the intensity of the sensations bombarding your senses. anakin's thrusts became faster and harder, taking advantage of your compromised state.

the little toy beneath you quickly pulls another orgasm from you, making you soak through your panties. with a final powerful thrust, his hot, stringy cum shot from the tip of his cock and coated your throat, filling your mouth to capacity. his grip on your hair tightened, holding you steady as he emptied himself completely. he reached for the remote control lying beside him and turned off the vibrator, ending the assault on your sensitive nerves. when he finally pulled away, his cock slowly sliding out of your mouth, a mixture of saliva and anakin's seed trailed down your chin and neck.

anakin released his hold on your head suddenly, leaving you momentarily disoriented. before you could react properly, he placed his index finger over your nose and pinched it lightly, blocking any air from entering your nostrils.

"ah ah swallow it and you can breathe." he commanded sternly. once satisfied that all of his cum was gone, anakin removed his finger from your nose, allowing you to breathe again. you coughed and gagged as you tried to regain composure, feeling the warmth of his cum trickling down your throat.

"atta girl," he coos, patting your cheek softly. "that wasn't so bad was it?"

[xzaddyzanakinx]

Thoughts on Anakin being with someone else that also has bpd?

Disaster Zone: domestic violence, abuse

He would both love and hate that his partner was clingy. He wouldn’t feel abandoned or worried they’d leave. He would feel suffocated. He would feel like they have ulterior motives because there’s no way someone could love as big as he can love.

He would be paranoid that it’s all a sinister plot to destroy him, break his heart and ruin his image.

He’d try to be rational. He’d try to appreciate that you’re practically glued to his hip. He’d shove down the feeling of being trapped and recategorize it as a bear hug of love (that keeps getting tighter and tighter until you’ll squeeze his head off). He’d attempt to be understanding, after all who better to understand your behaviors? He’s the BPD king.

He’s so conflicted because all he’s ever wanted was to be loved deeply, cherished, held close to someone’s heart. But now that he’s actually got that? He misses being horrifically lonely. He misses the drama of fighting for love. It doesn’t feel real because he doesn’t have to work for it.

He’d start to have episodes over little things to avoid the bigger issue.

You’re chewing too loud?

‘Can you shut your goddamn mouth? God that’s disgusting.’ He’d say as he shoves your plate away from you.

You’re wearing something that he used to love seeing you in, but now it just reminds him of before. Before he started to doubt you.

‘You still have that?’ He scoffs. ‘No I don’t like it, it makes you look fat. Take it off, go change. I’m not going out with you looking like that.’

You promised him spaghetti but realized too late that you only have bow-tie pasta?

He walked into the kitchen, sliding an arm around your waist to hug you while you stand at the stove.

‘What’s that? That’s not what I asked for.’ He said annoyedly.

‘We didn’t have the right noodles Ani.’ You’d snap back.

‘You could’ve called me. I drove right past the dollar store.’ He released your waist and moved you away from the stove with a careless shove.

‘It’s still pasta! I didn’t think it’d be a big deal!’ You scowled, crossing your arms, your face heating up as your sadness bubbles into anger. ‘What the fuck is your problem lately?’

‘Well it is a big deal because it’s NOT WHAT I FUCKING ASKED FOR!’ He turned around holding up the wooden spoon you had been using to stir with. ‘You never listen to me. How hard is it to listen? What do I have to do, huh?’ He jerked toward you like he was going to bring the spoon down across your face.

‘Go on, I’ll finish this.’ He growled, lowering the spoon and turning around to finish up dinner.

As you walked away you thought you heard: ‘stupid bitch.’ Muttered under his breath.

You asked him what he was doing?

Anakin had just gotten home an hour ago, took a shower, changed into some sweatpants sans tshirt and he had his half empty cigarette pack in his hand, rhythmically tapping the pack against the counter top while he search the junk drawer for a lighter.

‘What’re you doing?’ you asked with a laugh.

‘What’s it look like?’ He grumbled. ‘Someone keeps moving my shit around.’ He turned to shoot a quick glare over his shoulder at you.

‘What? I never touch your smokes.’ You scoffed, a puzzled look on your face. ‘Did you check your work jacket?’

‘Did I check- yes! Yes I fucking checked it, I’m not an idiot.’ He snapped, finally finding a spare lighter, he turned on his heel and pointed it toward you. ‘Go find it. I know you moved it, it’s cause you don’t like when I smoke inside isn’t it?’

‘No!’ You stood up and went over to his work jacket and fished around in the pockets, finding it almost immediately you held it up and shook it at him. ‘I don’t care that you smoke inside! Jesus, here!’ You tossed it at him.

‘You did that on purpose!’ He caught the lighter as it smacked his chest. ‘You just wanted to make me feel stupid.’ He sneered, turning around to go out to the back deck to smoke instead of sitting in his recliner.

You returned to your spot on the couch and mumbled something he didn’t quite catch.

‘You back talking me?’ He snorted, whipping his arm out to the side to chuck the extra lighter at the back of your head.

He’d be so happy initially, then all those feelings and insecurities would eat him up inside until it was a blow up so massive that the cops get called by the neighbors.

You slipped into bed for the night next to Anakin, he scooted over to let you have your extra room to sprawl out in. He’d already turned on the show you two had been watched recently so he laid the remote on his chest and slipped his arm under your head to get comfy.

You on the other hand, couldn’t get comfortable. It was hot, the fan was on but wasn’t on the right setting. The blankets were too hot so you kicked them off, but it left your feet cold. Anakin laughed at your struggle to get cozy and you smacked his arm lightly, playfully. But he didn’t seem to think it was funny. His laughter died down and his jaw clenched tightly.

Finally you’d settled down and Anakin had begun to drift off to sleep, when you shifted again, pulling yourself against his chest and nuzzling against him.

‘Jesus.’ He scoffed, pushing you off of him, he stood up and yanked his pillow out from underneath your head.

‘What’s wrong? Where are you going?’ You asked, concern and confusion lacing your tone.

‘Shut up.’ He grumbled as he walked to the bedroom door.

‘Wh- did you just tell me to-‘

‘Yeah I did.’ He snapped, his hand on the bedroom door. ‘So shut your damn mouth. I don’t want to hear it. You’re grating on my last nerve.’

‘What? Why? What did I do?’ Your rapid fire questions only serving to cause yourself panic and pour lighter fluid on his flame of anger.

‘Everything!’ He yelled, ‘everything! Everything you do pisses me off! Just shut the hell up and leave me alone!’

‘I’m sick of you! Never a moment of peace! You’re always hanging off me like some sad little bitch baby.’ He snarled, ‘so damn clingy! I can’t even go sleep on the couch without it being a goddamn interrogation!’

He whipped the bedroom door open and stormed out with you following close behind him, you grabbed the pillow and tore it out of his hand.

‘You’re not sleeping on the couch! Just talk to me! Tell me what-‘

You couldn’t finish your sentence before he swung around and connected his knuckles to your cheek, a sickening *thunk* rang out as the shock out what he’d just done settled in.

Pls don’t hate me for this, I know that no one wants to think of Ani as being abusive, I also know that some people will be offended that I’ve used BPD in correlation with domestic violence. But to be perfectly clear!!! I have BPD and I 100% believe that this and worse would happen in an Ani x BPD reader situation.