#subanakinfest

[obikinetic]

Star Wars: The Sub Awakens

Aka, Anakin has a very ill-timed ~realization~

This is my contribution for Sub Anakin Fest [@anakinfest], which I actually didn’t sign up for but decided to butt in on anyway! As such, this doesn’t correspond to any prompts :)

[anakinfests]

Obi-Wan has BDE―Big Dom Energy. Though Anakin can attest he has a big dick, too.

[fishnamedsushi]

“Hmmm,” Obi-Wan said, consideringly. “I’m afraid I don’t quite believe you, darling.”

Try again.

Anakin’s breath left him in a broken sob, a trembling exhale that shook outward from the center of his chest, ripping itself from his depths, his toes. He was on fire. He was burning up from the inside out, and Obi-Wan was being so mean, so cruel -

“Now now, Padawan-mine,” Obi-Wan soothed. He ran his fingers through Anakin’s hair, nails catching slightly on the sweaty strands that fell heavily into his face.

Anakin butted up against his hand, pleading.

He tried to whisper, but nothing would come out.

It hurt to talk, now. They’d been at this for what felt like hours, and Obi-Wan wouldn’t let Anakin touch him, not until he sang. He never clarified what song, exactly, he wanted to hear, but Anakin suspected it was something only Obi-Wan knew - some vibration in the Force that rang with the sound of his surrender, his submission.

Anakin had made plenty of noise as they played, tonight, but it was his third orgasm that had been wrung from him, screaming.

He didn’t think he had much more noise to give.

Obi-Wan, he tried again. The word floated along their bond, lighting it up like little fire bugs. Each one bursting was a shiver across his skin.

“You do ask so nicely,” Obi-Wan allowed. He brought his hand down across Anakin’s brow, his cheek. Anakin sucked in harshly as it trailed down to his jaw, cupping his chin and twisting his face upward and to the side.

Obi-Wan was so imposing like this. He was always resplendent. Regal, even. But now…

Towering over him - broad chest exposed, strong muscles glistening with sweat and sharply contrasted in the light - he was something else entirely. His eyes glittered dangerously, with that unique eagerness Anakin always associated with hidden depths and unexplored temptations. With joy, and the visceral satisfaction of a job well done.

Seeing that pleasure writ so clear on Obi-Wan’s otherwise impassive face was like a jolt to spine. It energized him, and Anakin shifted his knees on the cold ground, digging them in and arching his back further.

He licked his lips.

“Please.”

Obi-Wan grinned at him, and Anakin’s heart sped up.

He cleared his throat, putting everything he had - everything he felt - into the words. “Please, Master.”

Obi-Wan’s smile grew teeth, and Anakin knew he’d won.

[I blame the Obikin Discord server and yes Mean Dom Obi-Wan is a treasure 🔥]

[demon----dean]

[dark--whisperings]

Fic: the way you bend, the way you break

Summary:

Anakin has a deeply rooted, shameful fantasy of having power taken away from him, by force. Obi-Wan, the ever sedulous and equally incorrigible partner, shares this fantasy and indulges his lover.

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Obi-Wan-Kenobi / Anakin Skywalker

Warnings: Consensual non-consent, rape fantasy (explicit consent is established within the fic). Please heed the tags!

Bingo Square: 'Edge Play'

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48927478

Obikin Bingo Master Post: https://www.tumblr.com/dark--whisperings/706181783097573376/prompt-morning-after?source=share

[skyguys-princess]

I think my eyes nearly popped out of my head

You asked for prompts, so here’s one-

How about playing with anakin’s nipples until he cries and cums? Just tease him until he turns into a pathetic, overstimulated mess?

oh my god yessss

i missed writing for sub ani :((

18+ MDNI

cw: sub!ani, gn!reader, overstim, nipple play, cum eating, anakin is a whiny mess

he sits there with his back up against your chest on the bed, ani’s head leaning back on your shoulder with his tuft locks splayed around his pretty face that’s scrunched up in bliss :((

your fingers dancing along his soft skin, slightly tickling him and making his hips buck. you coo sweet nothings in his ear and kiss the top of his head to calm him down but nothing is working, he’s just too needy!!

he’ll whine out pleas that just sound like begging nonsense, a combination of “please”, “mmh!”, and incoherent whines are all that can leave his mouth.

his cock sits heavy and abandoned against his toned abs and bobs whenever your fingers touch the sweet spot of his neck or his collarbones. anakin’s tip leaks out sticky pre-cum while you tease along his tummy, avoiding what he wants you to touch so badly.

you slowly run your fingers along his hardened nipples, just to see his reaction. you’re met with a loan moan from ani and the sudden bucking of hips into the air. his cock flexes and thrusts into nothingness at this newfound pleasure.

you can’t help but chuckle at his reaction in surprise, you had no idea your pretty boy would like it this much :((

to tease him even more, your fingers begin to pinch his pretty pink buds, squeezing ever so slightly. anakin’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens wide to let out a wanton moan.

“oh- fuck! i’m gonna-”

and with another hard pinch of his nipples, anakin thrusts his hips and cums from practically nothing. anakin’s cock release his load in long white ropes of cum, sticking to his abdomen. his breathing is heavy and his jaw is slack from moaning out pathetic pleas.

your hands move from his chest and slide up to his cheeks, wiping off the tears of overstimulation he always makes when he cums. your thumbs stroke his scarred face and graze across his lips. ever the one to please you, anakin gladly takes your thumb into his wet mouth and sucks lightly on your digit.

“oh ani.. look at the mess you’ve made. you gonna help me clean it up?”

he nods slowly, still tired from his orgasm. your free hand pats his cheek to signal anakin to open his mouth and release your thumb. with your thumb now slick, you slide it to his cum-covered stomach and collect as much of it as you can on your thumb and bring it back up to anakin’s mouth.

ani takes your thumb back into his mouth and licks his load from it, his tongue lapping up at his own release to clean it up.

“such a good boy, ani. think you can give me one more?”

ty for the ask!!

taglist: @mortalheartache @geekforhorror @zapernz @stars4ani @st4rfckerz (pretty please inbox me if you wanna be added!)

[renlyslittlerose]

37 and 43 for the fic writer game perhaps?

You also sent me 7 and 12! So I will answer them all right here~

For this ask game~

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

Of Good Men and Monsters blended a lot of Star Wars lore and characters into the world of Buffy, and I am very proud of how I managed to fit everything together. A lot of the characters just lended themselves very well to the universe of Buffy - Dooku and Ventress are already super 'vampire' coded, Ahsoka is a slayer through and through, Obi-Wan gives off such bookish but still brutal Watcher vibes.

But more than that, I also tried to weave Star Wars lore into the story itself, such as using the sarlacc alien as an apocalyptic demon, or an ancient seer named Yoda having visions of wars where men with the same face fought in a war. Sith lended themselves well to a demon death cult that wanted to destroy the veil between the mortal realm and Mortis, and where demons could exist as they believed they ~truly should.

And there are other examples I could use, but they're also spoilers!

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

Already answered!

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

Fairest Chain of Love, for sure. I'm still posting it, so I understand that a lot of people won't read until something is complete, but it's still not getting quite the response I'd hoped it would, if I am being entirely honest. It's a Fantasy AU (obkin of course), filled with lush romance, a knight and king relationship, political coups and assassins in the night!

Hopefully people will give it a shot! I had a lot of fun writing it, and I don't entirely hate it when I re-read it so I count that as a win haha

43. If you take/write prompts: what’s your favorite prompt fic that you’ve written?

I recently took a love confession in the bitter cold prompt from @gretchenzellerbarnes that I had a lot of fun writing. I also really liked Pushin' on the Floor which was a fill I did for the subanakinfest a few months back!

And, of course, your delicious prompt of obikin camping!!!

[starsdies]

3 and 33 for the ask game dear!

SO SORRY THIS IS LATE! but i am here to answer questions <3 3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of? i think i did this one but i will use it as an opportunity to pick other movies i love so: dead poet's society, helen of troy (nostalgia is REAL okay) and shallow grave. WAIT i'm gonna also give a shout out to coco chanel and igor stravinsky bcos mads mikkelsen FUCKS hard in that.

33. any hobbies? lately doing alot of fandom events, like subanakinfest and obikinzine. but also enjoying more cooking bcos i'm learning, and also candle making.

[blue-lumen15]

Child's play part 8 (p60-p66)

<Part 7 Epilogue>

[skyguys-princess]

Omg Sub Anakin has come again! (No pun intended 😉) EVIL BITCHES RISE!

desperate boy. {A.S.}

pairing: sub!Anakin Skywalker x dom! fem reader

MINORS DNI. THIS IS 18+

summary: after not seeing you for weeks, Anakin can't wait to feel you again.

warnings: femdom, slight humiliation kink, teasing, orgasm denial.

word count: 1,059

Anakin was so far gone. His mind was betraying him while he was trying to fly himself and Obi-Wan back to the Jedi temple safely. He knew that he was going to see you soon, every time he tried to think about something wholesome, thought of you bent over, panting and screaming his name flooded his thoughts. It was a painfully long flight home, trying to keep himself at bay, figuratively and literally. As soon as the speeder touched down, Anakin basically sprinted from the landing pad to your room. To his surprise you were there waiting for him. He nearly knocked you over when he embraced you, squeezing you tightly. "Oh.. How I've missed you." He whispers huskily, making you shiver.

"Anakin, wait until we get into my room, we could be caught!" You giggle, Anakin nipping at your neck started to tickle. He opens your door with the Force, and backs you into your own room, his body never leaving yours. He backs you into a wall. "Ani.. Ani..." you gasp in between Anakin's impatient kisses. "Anakin!" you say sternly. He jumps. You can feel the goosebumps form on his skin. "You need to learn how to wait." Your voice low and seductive. You place you hands on his chest and move him backwards. His gorgeous blue eyes are blown out, widened with surprise. " 'm sorry" he slurs his words, already drunk off the pleasure that he has yet to receive. "You're going to do everything I say. Understood?" you gaze into his eyes, making your place known. "Y-Yes. I understand." he stutters out, but still nods obediently. "Kneel." you command. He drops to his knees, no questions asked. His eyes almost tearing up, awaiting your next command. You waltz around him, circling him like he's your personal, pretty prey. Anakin is basically shaking in anticipation. "Now, do you think that coming in here, forcing yourself upon me like a depraved horny being, makes you a good boy?" You ask, trailing you pointer finger along his jawline, forcing him to make eye contact with you. He shakes his head in shame. "Words, Anakin." you reprimand him. "No. It doesn't." his voice barely above a whisper. "And good boys don't get what they want, do they?" you look down on him, your eyes darkening. "No... they do not." he was so delectably embarrassed, his arousal begging to be set free. "So. You're gonna listen and be a good boy, okay? Then I'll think about giving you what you want." an audible whine comes from him as soon as you finish your sentence. "I'll be good! I'll listen! I promise!" his voice is slightly pitched up, desperation dripping off of every single word. "Ah ah ah... Too eager. You need to wait, baby." you stroke his cheek, earning another whine from the very pretty boy kneeling in front of you. "Can't wait anymore" his voice cracks. "Need you, need to cum, please, it's been so long." He's almost in tears. Your heart (and other parts) aches for him, poor thing, he probably didn't touch himself the whole time he was gone, he's probably gonna burst soon. You get down on his level, joining him on the floor. "You've been so pent up, huh?" you take his face into both of your hands. He nods frantically. "Mhm! Haven't cum in so long, was waiting for you." tears of embarrassment and frustration well up in his eyes. "Oh you poor baby." You say, your voice feigning sympathy. "I'm gonna help you, okay Pumpkin." your voice sounded sweet, but your intentions are nothing but sinister. "Oh thank you, thank you." he repeats, already panting heavily. "Stand up, pretty boy." you order. He stands, his legs shaking from the adrenaline and anticipation. You couldn't ignore his arousal if you tried. It made the heat between your thighs grow more and more unbearable. You can't give in now though, how will your impatient, desperate boy learn his lesson? You can't reward his behavior. He has to learn. "Lean against the wall." you command him. He steps behind you, to switch your places. You turn around, still on your knees. "Be good for me, Ani." your voice low and commanding, making the man before you shiver. His voice caught in his throat, only leaving him to nod. You pull his pants down, suddenly, causing him to gasp, he looks away, his face suddenly crimson red. "Oh~ would you look at that. My boy is so sooo needy, hm?" you lean in and place a kiss on his left thigh. "Ohh" he groans, having you so painfully close to where he wants you, resisting the urge to grab your hand and place himself inside it.

"pleasepleaseplease" He whispered frantically as you continue to plant kisses all over his thighs and pelvis, actively avoiding his cock. "Still so desperate." you lightly graze your index finger along his shaft, stopping at the tip. "Ah! Please I'm too sensitive for this" he whines.

"Oh, I'm sorry, handsome. I shouldn't tease should I?" You plant another kiss right next to the base of his dick. Earning a whine, paired with a thrust of his hips. You decided to give in... for now,

You wrap you hand around him, stroking up and down while maintaining eye contact with him, until his roll into the back of his head. He's moaning loudly, his body spasming every once and a while. He wasn't lying when he said he was sensitive. "Aw Ani. I haven't even done anything yet." you laugh. His face flushes once more, he hide in his hands. You decide to push the limits and put him in your mouth. He got louder, his hands moving from his face to your hair. "Ah! No no no I'm so close already. Fuck!" he moans, you're convinced the entire Jedi temple can hear him, that spurs you on. You pick up your pace. "B-Babe. Baby! If you don't stop, 'm gonna cum!" he cries out. You take this as your sign to pull off of him. "Well if you say so." You wipe your mouth with your thumb, never breaking eye contact with him. You stand up. "W-Wait no! Wait don't stop!" His voice breaks, you could've sworn a tear rolled down his cheek. "Remember, Anakin. Only good boys get what they want."

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ahhh this was my first time writing in a WHILE, let alone writing smut AHHH i'm sorry if this is ass

~ bunnie!

[anakinfests]

We've gotten new prompts that have made us weak in the knees too.

[skyguys-princess]

Sub Ani is a MUST

Missed me?

Sub!Anakin x Reader

a/n: Helloo!!! i apologize once again for going awol- but here is a small horny drabble i wrote for no reason hahah I hope u enjoy- ik it’s not my usual content, but i wanted to branch from my series for a moment- hope u enjoy!!

Anakin takes his role as a general very seriously, but sometimes he gets tired of giving orders and just needs to follow them

warnings: cursing, pwp, smut, overstim, masturbation (M!), gn reader, degredation(male receiving), shaming, handjob

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The council gathered to discuss the next steps the Jedi would take in their involvement in the clone wars; the meeting had gone on for hours- the masters couldn’t seem to agree.

Anakin grew impatient as he sat and listened to the elders bickering over politics; sure he was a general, but he was used to action. Getting things done. Not sitting in a stuffy room creating hypothetical scenarios.

He needed this meeting to be over. 

As he leaned back in the chair provided to him (not a seat among the ranked masters) he found his mind wandering. The last battle was long and near the end, it became more so one of attrition rather than power. He had been gone for months and was exhausted. His orders were to return home for a brief period until the council could decide the best course of action- so he thought that meant he would be going directly home…to you. 

He was under the impression he was to return to his home on Coruscant to recollect himself before discussing further matters with the council.

In preparation for his return to you, he had shamelessly been edging himself- so long in the tense heat of battle gave him little time to relieve stress.

In a way he took the build up as something to look forward to when he could finally return- something special he could share with you- that would be the most rewarding feeling.

He hadn’t seen you in so long, he hadn’t felt you in so long…hadn't tasted you in so long.

Months away had taken its toll on him in more ways than one; he felt himself becoming more irritable and having a shorter temper than the already short one he was known to have. His fists clenched under his jedi robes as he itched to run home. 

He sat with his usual scowl on his shapely face as the others continued to talk. 

“Isn’t that right, General Skywlker?” Master Windu asked. 

His scarred eye twitched before he was snapped from his thoughts, “Ah, yes- our enemies are becoming weaker as they continue on”. 

Master Windu nodded at Anakin in thanks and continued his point. A few other members took Anakin’s statement into consideration. 

Little did they know he was hardly listening to them, instead he was trying to keep his pulsing erection hidden from his superiors. He was gripping onto his chair in fear that if he shifted a certain way he wouldn’t be able to subdue the moan building in the back of his throat. 

Maker… he needed you. 

When he was first deployed he was able to subdue his unnaturally high libido but as the time went on and tensions of the war grew, he needed some relief.

The Jedi would retreat to his tent and grab one of the military-issued rolled-up blankets and toss it onto his cot; after tying it tighter with his belt- it was ready.

He needed something other than his own fist to help him out and at least he could grip around the blanket as if he were gripping onto you. 

The first few times he did this he was embarrassed- but he always kind of liked the shame. The famous General Skywalker desperately fucking himself into his blanket in the middle of the night… how pathetic.

He couldn't wait for you to scold him for being such a horny and desperate excuse of a jedi…

He wanted to hear it all. 

Oftentimes he would thrust in and out of the bundle so vigorously that he would almost always collapse onto his cot from exhaustion afterwards. He just needed to get all of his cum out… he just had too much. 

There were nights where he couldn’t help but moan and pant your pretty name as he bucked his hips into the makeshift pussy 

“Meeting adjourned”.

Anakin blinkled himself back to reality and rushed out of the temple with great urgency. His master eyed his eagerness and simply shook his head.

Of course Obi Wan knew about you- he had known Anakin since he was a boy; he could read him like a book.

Also he had heard Anakin practically howling your name in his tent during his nightly walks more times than he would have liked. 

But you were good for Anakin, plus Obi-Wan thought highly of you, so he kept his mouth shut. 

You were also the only one who could put Anakin in his place. 

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You sat on the balcony of your large penthouse as you waited for your lover to arrive; Anakin sent you a message yesterday telling you he would be home today, but much to your chagrin the day had almost passed. You were getting a little worried. 

Of course, being with a Jedi, you were well aware contact wouldn’t always be available- you had to keep your relationship a secret after all- but it didn’t help your anxiety. 

You were about to head back to your room when you heard quick footsteps in the hallway outside of your apartment- could it be?

Before you knew it your door slid open at lightning speed and behind it was a panting Anakin. You took a moment to enjoy the beautiful scene in front of you; Anakin’s hand still outstretched form forcing the door open, his sandy locks windswept (from the speed at which he ran to you, no doubt), and a glint of desperation is his blue eyes. 

Perfection.

Finally you gave in to the magnetic force pulling you to your lover and ran towards him with open arms. 

“Ani!” you gasped as he met you halfway, engulfing you in a tight embrace. 

Your senses filled with his force signature as you buried your face into his neck. His strong hands gripped at your back and he breathed in your sweet scent. 

“It’s been too long, Angel,” he sighed into you.

“Too long” you agreed, starting to kiss up his neck. 

HIs body shivered and a small moan escaped his plump lips. 

“Fuck baby…” he groaned as he pawed ar your ass through your night-robes.

You grabbed his face and pressed your lips into his; the kiss was full of passion and lust. He could barely stop his tongue from exploring your mouth- he just needed you so badly. 

“Someone’s impatient” you smirked against his lips. 

“You have no idea” he growled as he lifted you up to wrap your legs around his waist. 

The way he held you, had your core right next to his bulging erection. He panted as you wiggled your hips against him. 

“Lets go to the bedroom” you instructed and he nodded without hesitation. 

Once inside you pushed yourself off of him and he backed up with a sad look in his eyes. 

“Don’t worry pretty boy, I’ll give you what you want- but first I need to see how badly you really need it” your voice had a lilt of mischief to it. 

“Anything- anything for you” he mewed as he began to take the glove around his mechanical hand off. 

“On your knees” you demanded. You needed to see just how willing he was.

Without another word the powerful Jedi sunk to his knees and tilted his head up to meet your face. “I need you”. 

The desperation in his voice made your spine tingle- he was so deprived. That only made you want to play with him even more. 

“Are you sure? You don’t seem like you need my help much- you’re holding yourself together just fine- I might as well just leave the roo-”

“NO!” he exclaimed loudly, reaching for you.

After he realized he raised his voice too loud, he lowered his head, “please don’t go” he whispered. 

“What was that baby?” you cooed.

“Please, don’t go- I can’t- I need you” he practically whined. 

“Need me to what?” you tormented.

“I need you to touch me- I need you to help me cum” he said ashamedly. 

You clicked your tongue and strode towards the man in front of you, “Alright, but you have to ask nicely alright?”.

He nodded vigorously, “Please, Please, I’ll do whatever you ask”.

You smiled and began to undo his robes. Slowly, you removed each strip of fabric from his tired body, every brush making him shiver. A new collection of scars and scrapes has accumulated on his sculpted torso- a beautiful sight. Soon all that was left was his pants, a painfully hard bulge obviously present. 

“My poor pretty boy had no one to help him out huh?” you said, slowly pulling his waistband down with your fingers. 

He shook his head, “no, no I didn’t”.

You freed his aching member from the constraints of his pants and he moaned as it slapped against his stomach. Anakin was truly a sight to behold; standing at 7.5 inches, a prominent vein running up his left side, his blushing red tip already leaking with precum. 

Maker.

You bit your lower lip in anticipation- it took all of your willpower not to take him into your mouth then and there… but you needed to play with him some more- it would make the release all the much better. 

You wrapped your fingers around him; he was hot to the touch and pulsating. He groaned and tossed his head back. With a smirk you pumped his length a few times before he began to move his hips with the up and down motion of your hand. 

Once you could tell he was lost in the feeling, you removed your hand and his eyes shot open with desperation; he practically whimpered for you to continue.

“Are you sure you’ve been a good boy? I think you haven’t waited for me” you scolded.

You didn’t care if Anakin jerked off or not, but it was very enticing to berate him for doing so when it got such a visceral reaction from him. 

“I-I tried not to, I really did, but wit-” he stuttered, dick still twitching. 

You put on a fake displeased look and got up to take a seat in the chair adjacent to your shared bed; leaving a disheveled and agonizingly horny Anakin with a look of confusion. 

“Go ahead.” you ordered.

He fixed his posture and sat on his knees once more on the plush bed, “I don’t understand-”.

“If you like the company of your own hand so much, go ahead and pleasure yourself” you said, crossing your legs. 

He gave you a defeated look, “Angel, please”.

“I’m waiting.”

He huffed out a few curses under his breath before he brought his remaining human hand to his mouth and spit. This was humiliating- he was so exposed (but there was a certain allure to that).

He would never admit to anyone but you, but something about being belittled and degraded resonated with a deep part of him. All his life he had been taking orders, it was his nature by now. 

“Show me how you did it while you were away, I know you needed to use something other than your hand”

The judgment in your sultry voice made his cock pulsate, Maker he loved your sweet degradations. 

He grabbed a blanket and his utility belt to form a model of what he had been shooting his load into for the past few months. He mounted the bundle and began to thrust himself in and out, moans building at every snap of his hips. 

Your eye twitched as you watched the scene infront of you- he was so desperate for you that he had been fucking his own bedding in wait to return to you. 

Anakin was lost in the familiar pleasure of the plush blanket around himself, but the fact that he could feel you in the room was throwing him off- how could this be enough to make him cum when he could feel your presence right there. 

Why would he waste his high on this when he could have you instead?

Between thrusts he managed his deep blue eyes open to see you had moved from your chair to his side. He gasped at the sensation of your cold hand on the base of his neck. You dragged your nails down his back and basked in the melodious noises he made. 

You grabbed a fistful of his sandy locks and pulled his face back to look at you  

“Do you even hear yourself right now Anakin, you’re moaning like a bitch in heat.”

Yes. more.

“If only those so frightened of you knew what a submissive little slut you really are; how does your battalion even take you seriously?” you taunted, standing behind him to wrap your arms around his waist.

“Fuck” he sputtered out… don’t stop.

At this point he was violently bucking his hips into the blanket, messy hair falling into his eyes, chest heaving with each snap. 

“Do you want me to touch you, baby?” you whispered into his ear.

His whole body quivered at the feeling of your breath against him.

“Y-yes”

“How much do you want me t-”

“I need you! I can’t- I- Fuck!” he whined. 

He was close- just a little more 

The smile on your face widened and you kissed his temple before slipping your hand down his v line and finally grasping his dick- he gasped at the pressure and the coolness of your hand against his hot skin. 

He leaned his head back against your shoulder as you worked on him. The overstimulation was insane- he whole body shuddered with each stroke of your hand. 

“You’re so pathetic Anankin, does anyone actually respect you? Look at yourself” you taunted as you squeezed the tip of his pulsing cock garnering beads of milky precum.

He pried one of his eyes open to see the sweaty mess between his legs, precum coated his thighs, his dick, and your hands. Maker.

So close. 

You took your other hand to grab around his neck, “cum for me like the good slut you are”.

There it was. 

Anakin exploded in your grasp, milky cum erupted from his overworked tip. His moans rang through the walls of your bedroom and his whole body spasmed with each wave of his high. He wasn’t sure of anything in that moment except for the pleasure that filled his body. 

“F-fuck fuck” he stuttered, grabbing onto your with his mechanical arm; cold metal clawing at you flesh. 

His cock finally settled down, only a few twitches here and there. The scene in front of him was his ruined sheets and ropes of white. 

He leaned against you as he caught his breath.

“That’s my good boy” you praised, brushing his sweaty locks from his forehead. 

He whimpered at your words because his aching cock responded to your praise. 

“It looks like you want more; would I be correct, or are you too tired to continue?” you smirked. 

He opened his eyes and weakly propped himself up, “m-more, I can do more- need to please you” he insisted.

“please me then Ani” you cooed into his ear, running your hands up his chest.

“please me with your mouth, please me with your cock…” you trailed off before he closed his eyes once more.

And with what seemed to be a flip of a switch, he grabbed you with his strong hands and flipped you onto your back. 

“I’ll show you how much of a good boy I can be” 

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(a/n: ik this was mainly just a handjob lol- but i feel like doing a whole smex scene would been too long- but lmk how u felt abt subby ani!!!)

[dark--whisperings]

Fic: Taste of the Divine

Summary:

The day had seemed never-ending, filled with meeting after meeting and the infinite responsibilities of a wartime High General. Even Obi-Wan’s evening promised the sweet embrace of unrelenting work. Although, duty was the last thing on Obi-Wan’s mind when he laid eyes on what waited for him in his quarters. Or rather, who.

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Obi-Wan-Kenobi / Anakin Skywalker

Warnings: n/a

Bingo Square: 'Orgasm Denial/Delay'

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48927022

Obikin Bingo Master Post: https://www.tumblr.com/dark--whisperings/706181783097573376/prompt-morning-after?source=share

[anakinfests]

This twink needs his daddy master dom.

[skyguys-princess]

This gives me life 😂

You asked for prompts, so here’s one-

How about playing with anakin’s nipples until he cries and cums? Just tease him until he turns into a pathetic, overstimulated mess?

oh my god yessss

i missed writing for sub ani :((

18+ MDNI

cw: sub!ani, gn!reader, overstim, nipple play, cum eating, anakin is a whiny mess

he sits there with his back up against your chest on the bed, ani’s head leaning back on your shoulder with his tuft locks splayed around his pretty face that’s scrunched up in bliss :((

your fingers dancing along his soft skin, slightly tickling him and making his hips buck. you coo sweet nothings in his ear and kiss the top of his head to calm him down but nothing is working, he’s just too needy!!

he’ll whine out pleas that just sound like begging nonsense, a combination of “please”, “mmh!”, and incoherent whines are all that can leave his mouth.

his cock sits heavy and abandoned against his toned abs and bobs whenever your fingers touch the sweet spot of his neck or his collarbones. anakin’s tip leaks out sticky pre-cum while you tease along his tummy, avoiding what he wants you to touch so badly.

you slowly run your fingers along his hardened nipples, just to see his reaction. you’re met with a loan moan from ani and the sudden bucking of hips into the air. his cock flexes and thrusts into nothingness at this newfound pleasure.

you can’t help but chuckle at his reaction in surprise, you had no idea your pretty boy would like it this much :((

to tease him even more, your fingers begin to pinch his pretty pink buds, squeezing ever so slightly. anakin’s eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens wide to let out a wanton moan.

“oh- fuck! i’m gonna-”

and with another hard pinch of his nipples, anakin thrusts his hips and cums from practically nothing. anakin’s cock release his load in long white ropes of cum, sticking to his abdomen. his breathing is heavy and his jaw is slack from moaning out pathetic pleas.

your hands move from his chest and slide up to his cheeks, wiping off the tears of overstimulation he always makes when he cums. your thumbs stroke his scarred face and graze across his lips. ever the one to please you, anakin gladly takes your thumb into his wet mouth and sucks lightly on your digit.

“oh ani.. look at the mess you’ve made. you gonna help me clean it up?”

he nods slowly, still tired from his orgasm. your free hand pats his cheek to signal anakin to open his mouth and release your thumb. with your thumb now slick, you slide it to his cum-covered stomach and collect as much of it as you can on your thumb and bring it back up to anakin’s mouth.

ani takes your thumb back into his mouth and licks his load from it, his tongue lapping up at his own release to clean it up.

“such a good boy, ani. think you can give me one more?”

ty for the ask!!

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[anakinfests]

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