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Spencer Reid letting me sit on his lap while he kisses and marks up my neck would probably fix me

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my phones been stolen :( i need anakin to make me feel better and then go hunt it down

[st4rreid]

well behaved padawan

mdni 18+

summary: you had been acting in like a brat all day, pushing Anakin to his limits until he had enough.

warnings: smutty smut smut, fem/ afab reader, dom/sub dynamics, spanking, swearing, p in v, power imbalance, edging/ orgasm denial, praise, degradation, teeny bit of aftercare, creampie, probably more but i’m tired.

A/N: iz actually posting for once??? drinking wine brings out the whore in me so i was possessed to write this.

wc: 1.5k

You know Anakin prefers a compliant padawan, pounding you into submission when the council smites him, or when missions don’t go exactly how he wants. Every now and again however, you can’t help but to act out, and get under that pretty tanned skin of his, and that’s exactly what you had been doing all day, rolling your eyes and sighing when he spoke, dragging your feet as you walked behind him through the temple, making lousy blocks when he lifted his saber at you in training.

Truthfully you didn’t know why you were in such a bratty mood, but you reasoned that you had just been too well behaved as of late and he should have to put in some work for once.

You knew when he pulled you into his quarters he’d be making you sorry for your actions.

"What's wrong Ani?" you purred, running your hands through his hair and tugging gently. “I know we’ve had a long day.”

Anakin's eyes darkened with desire. Almost always, he would take charge, but today, after your behavior he had something a little extra in mind. He sensed a challenge in your eyes, a playful sparkle that hinted at trouble.

"Get off me, brat," he growled, his hands going to grip at your thighs. "You know very well that your behavior today warrants a punishment.”

"Aw, come on, Ani," you cooed, leaning forward so that your nipples brushed against his chest. "I just want to make you feel good. Isn't that what good girls do?"

With a swift move, Anakin pushed you onto the bed, caging you between his arms. "Not this time, little slut. This time, I want you to beg. Beg me to fuck that pretty pussy of yours."

A mischievous glint met your eyes, your inner brat bubbling back to the surface. "Oh, really? And what if I don't want to?" You pushed him away, "Maybe I'll just go find someone else to scratch this itch. Obi-wan looked really really good toda-" *smack* you were interrupted by a harsh backhand across your face, head careering to the right.

Anakin's eyes narrowed, his possessiveness bubbling to the surface. "Oh, you think you can play that game, do you?" He closed the gap between you, his tall, muscular frame intimidating, yet incredibly attractive. "You forget who's in charge here, princess."

"Who's in charge?" you taunted, cheek stinging, yet not quite ready to submit. "I don't see anyone in charge here except me. And right now, I'm feeling very much in control."

Anakin's gaze darkened, and you could see the desire burning in his eyes. He placed his hands on your waist, tugging closer. "You want to play it that way, huh? Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you when it becomes too much for you.”

"You like being a naughty girl, don't you? Teasing me, playing with fire. Well, let's see how well you handle it."

You gasped as he pinned you against the wall, his mouth crashing down on yours in a hungry kiss. You melted into him, your brattish façade slipping as your need for him took over. His kiss was demanding, possessive, and it sent shivers down your spine.

His hands roamed your body, removing your robes as well as his as he went, cupping your breasts, tugging at your nipples, making you whimper into his mouth. Then, sliding his hand down your stomach, to the apex of your thighs, his fingers seeking the heat of your sopping core.

"Somebody's wet baby? It’s pathetic, like she’s crying for me, huh?" he crooned, his breath hot against your ear. "Did thinking about being a bad girl turn you on? Did you touch yourself, imagining it was my hand between your legs?"

you whimpered, head falling back as his fingers teased your clit. "No... I... I wanted you," you gasped, your body thrumming with need.

"Wanted me, huh?" Anakin said, his voice hoarse with desire. "Well, you’re gonna have to wait a little longer first ok? I can’t go around rewarding bad behavior.”

With that, he swept you off your feet and carried you to the bed, his eyes smoldering with a mixture of lust and dominance.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed he placed you, stomach down across his legs, hands roaming the curves of your ass. “Count.” he spat.

Feeling brave you rushed to start counting, before he could hand you the intended punishment. “one, two, three, fo- fuck!” you shrieked the painful stinging being more than you anticipated. “Feel like behaving yet?” he questions, and you can practically feel the smug smirk he's sure to have. You shake your head and let out a tiny “nuh-uh” that comes out more as a whimper as tears start to prickle at your lash line.

He raises his hand again and you tense in anticipation, needy hole clenching as he delivers another equally as mean smack. “T-two” you choke out, tears now freely falling down your face and onto the plush mattress beneath you. “There's my good girl again” Anakin coos, letting his dominant exterior fade for just a second as he strokes the reddened flesh.

His dominance quickly returns to the surface, as he delivers an ever so slightly softer hit to your hind. “Three” you sob, knuckles turning white as you clench your little fists together.

“Two more, pretty girl. You can do that for me right?” he croons, amused by how a few good spanks can completely dissolve your bratty display. You whimper a little “yes” between deep breaths to prepare yourself for the next one.

“Four!” you cry, cursing under your breath. Not wanting to delay any further, Anakin delivers the last firm hit to you. “Fuck-five!” you shout relieved that the onslaught of spankings was over.

Anakin soothes his hands over the new marks he had left, thoroughly enjoying his own handywork.

"Now, be a good girl, get on the bed and spread those pretty legs for me," he said, his voice low and husky.

Your bratty exterior had completely melted away, replaced by a needy, wanton whore. you did as you were told, spreading your legs wide, exposing your sopping pussy to him.

Anakin's eyes devoured the sight before him. "Such a pretty sight," he growled, positioning himself at your entrance, tip grazing your soaked folds. "You ready for me, baby?"

You nodded, your breath coming in short gasps. "Please, Anakin. I need you. Now."

With one swift thrust, he entered you, bottoming out. You cried out, in short broken gasps, your legs twitching as you took his whole length, the stretch was uncomfortable, but not entirely unpleasant, and almost completely eclipsed by the satisfaction of being so full. He began to move, his hips snapping as he plunged in and out of your tight heat.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his hands gripping the fat of your thighs as he pounds into you. “Your tight little pussy was made for my cock."

You moaned, your nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure coursed through you. "Please... right there... Oh God!"

His thrusts became more urgent, his body slick with sweat as he drove into you again and again. Your hips bucking up to meet his in perfect synchronicity. The room was filled with the sounds of your combined passion—the slapping of skin, ragged breaths combined, and your moans of pleasure.

"I'm close... so close," you panted, your body tensing as an orgasm built within the pit of your stomach.

With the admission of your impending orgasm, Anakin’s hips stilled, that cocky, knowing smirk plastered on his face. “Hm I don’t know baby.” he croons “I still haven’t forgotten your insolence.”

Your chin started to wobble. Tormented by his throbbing cock still buried deep within, angry red tip weeping inside.

“‘m sorry! Please, just let me!” you cried out, thick, hot tears sliding down your face.

He resumes his movements, this time deliciously slow, allowing you to feel every vein along his length. “Are you going to misbehave again like you did today?” he smirks, knowing he’s got you exactly where he wants; a whiny mess, broken and needy.

You shake your head, tears freely flowing down your face, “ ‘m not, no. never again.” you grip onto him tighter, surely leaving little crescent marks, on the taught skin of his shoulders.

“Promise me baby, y’know I hate not giving you what you want” liar, he’s found this process entirely satisfying, but he doesn't want you to know that yet, not when you've taken his condescension so sweetly.

“Please Ani, i- I promise.” with your verbal pledge he kisses away the sweetly salty tears coating your face before returning to pound into you.

"Cum for me, baby," Anakin growled, his voice thick with his own desire. "Let me feel that tight pussy milking my cock."

Your body shook as an intense orgasm ripped through you, walls clenching tightly around his shaft. "Anakin! Oh fuck!"

Feeling your orgasm, Anakin let go, his own release crashing over him. "Fuuuck!" he grunted, his hips stuttering as he filled you with his hot sticky cum.

Collapsing onto you, he kissed you deeply, their sweaty bodies still joined together. "Gods, baby," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. You hazily smiled, still vibrating from the intensity of your orgasm. “You’re all sweaty Ani, and heavy. We need to shower.” Anakin hummed, still not ready to move “just five minutes like this princess.”

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@slut4starwarssmut is dead long live @st4rreid

the urge to change my username and go multi fandom

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blue collar!anakin would spend the time he was supposed to be working on your house inside you and still charge you in full like the complete dick he is 🫶🏻

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need anakin to slop on my metaphysical knob



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i feel like a rabid dog

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN - THE LAST MAN (2019)

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young bill gates is kinda hot?

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he’s so fucking nasty i love it

౨ৎ i want you to cry, cry for me

౨ৎ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — jealous!anakin x fem!reader

౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — anakin's jealousy gets the best of him once again and you have no choice but to punish him

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 — 2k

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — swearing, toxic!ani, smut ( sub!ani, degradation, reader calling ani a slut, hair pulling, ani crying for 90% of the fic, cock stepping, nipple play, biting, bondage, begging, dry humping, hand jobs, edging, dacryphilia, oral f receiving, face sitting, cuming untouched, panties as a gag, overstilmulation, face slapping, cock slapping, cum as lube ) holy fuck that's a lot

౨ৎ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ! — i never usually write subby male characters so i had some fun with this, hope you enjoy !

part one part two masterlist

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“you are in so much trouble,” you spat the moment you enter your and anakin’s shared apartment, anakin trailed behind you, head cast downwards, “seriously, anakin, i talk to my coworker for two seconds and you come over throwing a hissy fit? try grabbing my ass in front of my boss and his husband?” you growled and anakin whimpered, wrapping his arms around himself, “what do you have to say for yourself?” you demanded. 

“i’m so sorry,” he whispered, voice thick but he refused to look up, eyes remaining fixed on his shoes, a frustrated groan fell from your lips as you walked over to him, grabbing his hair and yanking his head up to face you, his pretty blue eyes were glassy, tears dripping down his cheeks and onto his white shirt, glasses hazy from condensation. he hissed at the sensation of his hair being pulled, lips trembling. 

“i’m so sorry,” you imitated with a scowl and anakin let out a sob, “that’s all you have to say?” you questioned, “god, anakin, you are fucking pathetic,” you tell him, letting go of his hair and storming through the apartment. still, anakin is quick to follow you, stumbling over his own feet as you walk into the living room, tossing your coat and bag down, massaging your temples. 

“no, no,” anakin cried, “please, i mean it, i didn’t want to upset you,” he told you, “i was just, he was so close to you and…” 

“oh my god,” you screamed, whirling around to face him and anakin looked stricken, not expecting your outburst and more sobs came tumbling from his lips, he brought his hands up, wiping away the sticky tear tracks but they were quickly replaced with new ones. “we shook hands, that was it, and you come over acting like a bitch in heat,” you grind out, “do you want to embarrass me in front of everyone? is that your goal, want to make me look stupid with my boyfriend who can’t control his needy cock?” 

“that’s not it!” anakin cried, dropping onto his knees before you and wrapping his arms around your legs, clinging to you desperately, “please, i’ll be good, don’t leave me,” he begged, burying his face into your thigh. 

“you haven’t been a very good boy though have you, ani?” you asked him coldly, “i warned you, and you promised you would stop, why did you lie to me, huh? speak up, angel,” anakin’s head snapped back, eyes wide and lips parted, his tongue darted out wetting his lips as he took a shuddering breath. 

“i… um… i, i didn’t…” words seemed to escape him, his pupils blown wide beneath his glasses, his mouth opened and closed multiple times, only gasps escaping. 

“what got nothing to say now? that’s a shame, baby boy, guess i’m just gonna have to punish you,” you shrugged, leaning down and grasping his shoulders pushing him off of you, anakin hadn’t been expecting this, his body falling backward and colliding with the floor with a thud while you watched in disinterest. “pathetic,” you said with a roll of your eyes before your gaze fell, seeing the bulge in his slacks, a small laugh escaped your lips, “are you hard right now?” you asked him with wide eyes, “are you serious?” you giggled and anakin whined, crimson staining his sticky cheeks. 

“god you are such a slut, getting off on me telling you off,” you said, stepping closer and placing your foot on his chest, holding him in place. 

“didn’t… didn’t mean to,” anakin hiccuped, but he looked up at you with that look in his eyes, so full of desperation and longing.

“what did i say about lying, angel?” you asked him sternly, cocking a sharp brown. 

“no, no, i really didn’t mean it you just look so pretty when you’re angry, and you called me… called me a slut and i, i couldn’t help it,” he babbled head shaking frantically. 

“i forgot you were such a whore for degradation, gets your cock all excited even when you’re in trouble,” you scoffed, “do you think you deserve to cum after how you acted, ani?” you asked him with a raised brow. 

“yes, yes, wanna make you feel good, let me come, let me fuck you,” he begged from where he lay on the floor, you pursed your lips, slowly dragging your foot down anakin’s chest, tracing along the plains of his ab’s before finally reaching his crotch, pressing down lightly on the bulge there, anakin gasped, rocking his hips upwards. 

“stop,” you told him harshly, pressing down harder and anakin cried out. “you fucking like this? you like me stepping on your cock, god, ani,” you said, watching as he writhed beneath you. 

“i’m sorry,” anakin cried out, hands coming up and clutching the carpet, his face was still flushed and tears continued to flow, you decided to have mercy on him, pressing your foot down one more time making him screech before pulling back. 

“get up,” you commanded him, anakin scrambled upwards, stumbling slightly as he rose on shaky legs, almost falling into you but you grabbed his shoulders, “good boy,” you cooed and anakin’s face lit up. “now go into the bedroom and get on the bed,” you told him and he indeed quickly, rushing from the room. you followed him, watching as he kicked his shoes off and tumbled onto the bed. you climbed onto the bed after him, straddling his hips. 

“baby?” anakin whispered. 

“hush, now,” you told him, hands coming up and trailing over his shirt-clad chest, hovering over his nipples and tweaking them slightly, grinning when anakin whimpered. you carried on, pinching harder, rolling the nubs between your fingertips, anakin’s mouth fell agape, his hands coming up to grasp your hips. “did i say you could touch?” you asked him with a raised brow. 

“i… no but i,” you didn’t listen to his excuses, simply shaking your head, moving to untie his tie, unlooping it from around his neck. 

“keep thinking you are gonna be a good boy and then you just don’t listen,” you sighed sadly, “guess you can’t be trusted right now,” you tell him, grabbing his arms and pulling them up so they are above his head, you then loop his tie around them before securing them to the headboard. “that’s better,” you said with a satisfied smile, leaning back on your heels. 

“oh…” anakin said, titling his head to look at his now secured hands, he pulled his arms slightly but they remained in their holding, when he turned back to face you, his pupils were completely blown, you could hardly see his irises beneath the darkness. you then began to unbutton his shirt, leaving it open so that you could see his nipples, they were hard and rosy making you smile, leaning down and captured one between your teeth and bit down, anakin hissed. “fuck, baby, what…” 

“shh,” you crooned as you switched to his other nipple giving it the same treatment before pulling away satisfied. you took your own clothes off, tugging your top over your head and unclasping your bra, then shimmying your skirt down your hips leaving you in only your panties, anakin leaned up, trying to hold you but his arms jolted against the restraints, he looked up at you with large pleading eyes. “you really think that's gonna work on me, angel?” you asked him. 

“just wanna feel you,” he pleaded but you shook your head. 

“you don’t deserve to touch me, been so naughty today, anakin,” you scolded, dragging your hips along his groin, “wanna tell me why?”

“i’m… i,” he tried to say but his voice fell short. 

“tell me,” you pressed, rocking harder against him, hand coming up to his throat, holding it tightly, forcing him to look at you. 

“i… i embarrassed you in front of your boss,” he gasped out. 

“and,” you continued with a nod of your head. 

“and, i lied, didn’t listen to you, i… i got turned on when you were telling me off, please, i’m sorry, fuck,” he begged, rocking his hips. 

“good boy,” you smiled, releasing his neck and patting his cheek. you climbed off of him and unbuckled his belt before tugging his slacks down, his cock sprang free, bright red and weeping as it lay against his stomach. “oh, angel, looks sore,” you cooed, reaching out and stroking it gently, circling your thumb around the tip. 

“yes, yes,” anakin gasped. 

“feel good?” you asked him sweetly. 

“so good,” anakin nodded, and you smiled, jerking your hand up and down, using his precum as lube, he sighed in relief, head falling back against the pillow, and you giggled, continuing to play with his cock until he was squirming and crying, crystalline tears dripping down his cheeks. you felt him pulsing in your hand, so you pulled away and stared at him, waiting for him to react. 

“what?” he gaped, “no, please, i was so close,” he sobbed. 

“poor baby,” you snickered, “but you don’t get to come yet,” you shrugged, “haven’t proved how sorry you are have you, darling,” 

“what can i do? please, i’ll do anything,” he pleaded with you, sitting up against his restraints, his shoulders tensing, muscles rippling, you bit down on your lip appreciatively, you could feel the wetness staining your panties and an idea sprung in your mind so you tugged your panties down and dropped them on the bed.

“lay back,” you instructed, grabbing his shoulders and guiding him back down, crawling up his body and balancing over his chest, “you are gonna eat me out, okay?” you prompted and anakin nodded eagerly and you were balancing over his face, core pressing against anakin’s plush lips. instantly anakin dove in, burying his face against your sopping head, tongue burying into your gummy walls. he was relentless, slick dripping down his chin as he consumed you. “yes, angel,” you gasped, hands gripping the headboard as you sank deeper onto him, thighs pressing around his face, holding him in place. you could feel his arms pressing against you, but he couldn’t use them to hold your hips as he loved to, instead, you were fully in control. 

“so good,” you murmured, rocking your hips against his mouth, sinking into the feeling of his tongue inside of you, trailing up your slit, and suckling on your clit. anakin whimpered against your core sending vibrations through you. “fuck,” you gasped, “i’m gonna cum soon,” you say, grinding harder against anakin’s mouth, your words seemed to prompt him to burry deeper inside of you, tongue probing at your walls, curling upwards against you, your head fell backwards as you drew closer. “yes, yes, oh my god,” you screamed as you came all over anakin’s face, chest heaving as you came around and pulled back only to meet anakin’s guilty look. 

“what?” you say curiously, turning around and seeing anakin’s spent cock laying against his stomach, streams of sticky white cum staining his stomach. “anakin?” you asked him lowly. 

“i’m sorry!” anakin sobbed, “i couldn’t help it,” you shook your head at him, settling on his chest. 

“can’t do anything right,” you spat, raising your hand and slapping his harshly, he whined at the sensation, looking at you with wide eyes. “i tell you, you can’t cum yet and you do it while i’m not looking, fucking pathetic,” you slap him again and this time anakin moaned. “shut up, i don’t wanna hear you,” you hissed, “you know what, i’m not giving you a choice,” you tell him, grabbing your panties from the bed and shoving them in his mouth, he choked slightly around the fabric but other than that he stayed silent, simply watching you. you moved down the bed so that you were between his legs, grasping his cock and holding it tightly, his whimper came out muffled as you let it drop down into his stomach, already chubbing up once again. 

“getting hard already, angel?” you asked, landing a slap on his cock, the scream he let out ripped through his gag and you smirked, “hurt?” you asked him curiously and he nodded furiously, tears leaking down his face and onto his neck, nose running as he kicked his legs helplessly. “that’s a shame isn’t it,” you said, slowly beginning to pump his cock, once he was fully hard you stopped and slapped him once again. anakin babbled against the panties in his mouth, begging, pleading maybe, you weren’t sure as you slapped him once again, watching as a small burst of cum spurted from his tip. you rose your brow at him and he shook his head quickly, drool dripping down the side of his mouth. 

“good boy,” you murmured, looking at his cock still straining harshly, “stay like this for me okay, angel,” you said before standing up from the bed and heading to the door, “i’ll be back later,” you hummed, leaving anakin alone in the bedroom voice muffled by your panties, hands tied to the headboard and cock throbbing and weeping as he waited for you to return.

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this shit was wild lmao

tags: @johnbassplayercutie @st4rfckerz @titaniasfairy

[st4rreid]

i just wanna shotgun with sam so bad it’s not fair

smoking with sam monroe !

( weed, forced smoking, teasing, mean!sam, use of good girl )

“sammy,” you whimpered, lips twisted into a pouty little frown as you looked up at your boyfriend, who had spent the past hour teasing you was now hovering over you, a cocky smirk twisted on his pale petal lips, a joint hanging from them.

“yea, babe?” he asked, words slurred as he brought a light up to his mouth, burning the end of the joint and inhaling deeply, you watched as his eyes fluttered shut, tendrils of smoke spilling the corners of his mouth and nose as he let the smoke settle in his lungs.

“you… you said you were gonna…” you trailed off, rolling your hips with a pout, sam snickered, pulling the blunt from his lips and cocking a brow at you. your panties were tugged down around your ankles, vest top tugged down leaving your tits bare and marred with red and purple marks.

“gonna what?” sam asked, taking another drag, you watched his adam’s apple bob before he exhaled, blowing the smoke directly in your face, you spluttered, little coughs dragging from your throat.

“sam,” you gasped, voice tight as you blinked rapidly, tears stinging your waterline.

“sweet girl,” he grinned, “so innocent, was that too much for you?” he asked, your face pulled into a scowl, reaching between the two of you to grab his cock and guide into your sopping heat but sam smacked you hand away from him. “the fuck you think you doing?” he spat, eyes burning.

“i’m… want you to fuck me,” you cried, “you said you would!” but sam shook his head, tapping his blunt over you, you hissed when the ash scolded your skin.

“i said after i smoked,” sam said, “can’t fucking wait can you, so fucking desperate,” he said with a roll of his eyes.

“you’re so mean,” you whined, glaring up at him with big doe eyes and sam scoffed, leaning down and grabbing your face, pinching your cheeks tightly so that your lips parted, he then took another drag of his joint and blew it directly between your parted lips and then he quickly covered your mouth, using his thumb and forefinger to pinch your nose giving you no choice but to inhale the smoke in your mouth, eyes streaming.

“that’s me being mean, babe,” sam told you, pulling his hand away so that you could cough roughly, smoke pouring from your lips as you gasped for air. “now be a good girl and wait,” he told you, dragging his cock along your weeping slit.

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it’s not a lot but mean!sam, i love it 🫶🏻

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the urge to change my username and go multi fandom

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anakin would fucking love my tits

[st4rreid]

His Girls: Anakin Skywalker

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CW: MDNI!! Smut smut smut!! Porn with no plot. Threesome (MFF), unprotected sex, p in v, creampies, afab anatomy, use of female pronouns, petnames, fingering, light ass fingering and eating, oral (m & f receiving), slight cum eating..I apologize for this..truly

A/N: Did anyone ask for this? Nope. Do I care? Also nope. Just wanted to write this cause I’m greedy and horny. Also..Padmé doesn’t get enough love in the Anakin fandom. Natalie Portman if you’re reading this, *with rizz* lemme take you out and go down on you. Just once. Please.

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“Kriff, that’s hot.” Anakin huffs out, his brows knitted together tightly as he watches his two girls on their knees in front of him. Your’s and Padmé’s tongues move along his shaft simultaneously on either side, eyes focused on his face. The sight alone makes his head spin. He hadn’t thought you or Padmé would have been so willing to do this but Maker is he forever thankful.

He feels his cock throbbing as both your tongues meet at his drooling tip and abandon it to capture the other’s lips in a wet, sloppy kiss. He’d protest at the lack of stimulation if the view wasn’t so erotic.

His head tips back, a throaty moan ripped from him as you envelop him into your mouth sucking eagerly as Padmé sucks his heavy sack. This had to be a dream right? His eyes screw shut to focus because he knows he won’t be able to last long especially if he keeps watching. Padmé and you swap, allowing you to lick up the underside of his sack with your tongue.

Anakin can feel himself about to cum and as much as he wants to see both of your beautiful faces coated in his seed, he’d much rather have this last a little longer. So he steps back.

“Both of you on the bed, all fours.” He rasps.

You and Padmé both happily oblige, making your way to the bed and getting on all fours on the edge, both of you presenting yourself eagerly to him to use as he pleases.

He lets out a low groan as he watches you both start to wiggle your asses in the air for him running his hands down the arches of both of your spines as he stares hungrily. “So beautiful..both of you..’nd all for me..” His hands trail lower, the tips of his fingers grazing over both of your’s and her’s puckered holes and down to your soaked entrances.

He takes turns first stopping at you to spread your cheeks apart, staring unashamedly at your pussy. He lowers his face down and spits into your hole, licking slowly up the slit all the way to your asshole. He moans at the taste earning a whimper from you. With a satisfied swat to your ass cheek he moves to Padmé and repeats the same action. She turns her head to you, finding your lips with her’s again.

“Good girls.”

He fists his cock and teases over Padmé’s entrance first with his tip and then over to your’s making you shiver. “Who wants me first, hm?”

“Let her have you first, Ani..” Padmé answers, “we can’t leave our guest out.”

He grins and nods his head once, stepping behind you. “You ready sweet girl?” He asks.

You nod your head eagerly, wiggling your ass again for him. “Mhm..’m ready Ani.”

He doesn’t respond, instead he pushes his throbbing cock into your velvety walls that accept him oh so eagerly, squeezing intoxicatingly around him. Once he’s fully sheathed he pulls almost all the way back out before ramming himself deep into you causing you to yelp. He starts to snap his hips into you, setting an unrelenting pace. He smirks as he notices your little toes curling and you claw at the sheets, moaning for him.

When he’s found his pace he pops his middle finger of his flesh hand into his mouth wetting it before reaching over to his wife and sliding it into her pussy. She moans happily bouncing back to meet his thick digit’s thrusts. His metal hand keeps a tight grip on your hip, keeping you locked in place as he abuses your soaked hole.

As you squirm, he slips his finger out of Padmé so he can grip your hips with both hands. She takes the opportunity to crawl to the space in front of you, laying on her back, legs spread.

“Eat my wife’s pussy, baby. Wanna see it.” Anakin’s hips slow but just a little bit so you can focus a little bit.

“Please..” She whimpers, raising her hips up a little closer to your mouth. She brushes your hair out of your face gathering it all to the side in one hand.

You don’t have to be asked twice, opting to bury your face in her pussy lapping up her juices. You can’t tell who moans louder, her or Anakin. As his hips continue their assault, it makes you moan around her clit as you suckle on it. Reaching a hand up, you roll one of her pert nipples between your thumb and pointer finger causing her hips to buck up into you more.

Your mouth abandons her clit to flex your tongue, thrusting the muscle into her pussy to match the pace her husband has set behind you. Anakin spreads your cheeks again spitting a glob of spit onto your wrinkled hole before easing the tip of his thumb into it. A loud moan is ripped from you.

“Yeah? You like that?” You can hear the grin in his voice, “such a dirty little girl.”

Padmé’s grip in your hair tightens as you lick up and down her sopping slit, humming in pleasure at her taste with a newfound vigor. “Taste so sweet..” You murmur. Experimentally, you let your tongue trail lower, circling her tight rim. She gasps out a moan, her eyelids fluttering. Your thumb finds her clit, expertly rubbing the bundle of nerves.

“Shit..’m gonna cum..” Anakin warns as he speeds up, his balls slapping against your clit as he chases his orgasm. You rock back against him as best as you can while still splitting his wife open with your tongue.

Slipping your middle and ring finger into her tight pussy, you prod at the spongey spot, latching your lips around her clit and sucking on it. She writhes underneath you, both of her hands coming to the back of your head to shove your face in deeper as she rolls her hips.

“Oh fuck,” Anakin groans before he’s pushing himself as far as he can in you, cumming deep inside. You feel him twitching as his dick continues to spurt hot cum, drawing you to your own orgasm.

Padmé keeps grinding against your face seeking her own release before she’s gushing all over your fingers. Greedily you lap it all up, not wanting any to go to waste.

“That’s my girls,” He praises through heavy breaths. He slips out of you, dick still hard and coated in both your’s and his arousal. You take a moment to admire his wife’s pussy, pressing a sweet kiss to it.

Anakin makes his way onto the bed, laying in the center of it. He was going to make the absolute most of this moment. He points to Padmé, “Want you to ride my dick,” He turns and points to you, “and you on my face.”

Sucking your fingers clean, you make your way over towards the head of the bed on your knees. You swing a leg over his head, hovering over him as you and Padmé face one another. Your eyes trail down watching as she sinks down onto his cock, biting your lip. You feel his breath against your still sensitive pussy, making you shiver and start to pull away.

His hands reach up and pull you down, his nose grazing your clit. “Sit.” He growls.

You oblige lowering yourself down the rest of the way. You jolt as his tongue makes contact with your sensitive core. He grunts into your folds as Padmé starts to grind on his dick. You lean forward, cupping a hand behind her head and pulling her into another sloppy kiss, your tongues exploring the others’ mouth. Her hands trail to the soft flesh of your breasts, kneading them with her dainty hands.

Anakin dips his tongue into your drenched hole, slurping at your fresh arousal mixed with his and your’s cum. Each roll of his wife’s hips makes him moan into you, adding to the pleasure. Your hips start to grind of their own accord, riding his face. He flattens his tongue allowing you to take what you need.

The Maker has blessed Anakin, at least that’s what he’s thinking listening to both you and his wife moaning, your plush thighs squeezing around his head and her cunt’s walls clenching around his shaft. The sounds filling the room are pornographic and he’s thankful he’s not in the temple.

His hands fall to Padme’s hips, digging his fingers into her smooth skin. She leans forward, her hands resting on his chest as she finds one of your nipples with her mouth, sucking. Moans fall freely past your lips, rolling your hips on his face. Anakin’s hips buck up into her tight hole. She releases your nipple with a satisfying ‘pop’ and takes the other one into her mouth. Your legs begin to shake as you’re close to cumming again and he can tell. His tongue delves into your cunt, feeling the walls fluttering around the muscle.

Padmé pulls back from your chest, “ ‘m gonna cum, Ani.” You force your eyes open to watch as she unravels on his cock, her head thrown back and face contorted in pure ecstasy. She looks and sounds like an angel.

A cacophony of moans and other lewd sounds fill the Coruscant apartment as all three of you ride out the waves of pleasure.

The three of you lay there breathless and bodies shaking. Anakin presses a soft kiss to Padmé’s forehead and then your’s. He’s the first to break the silence, his voice a giveaway to the total bliss he’s feeling. “We all need to do this again..”

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A/N: again…I’m so sorry for this..

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I AM SO FERTILE

my ovaries are exploding

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i love showing my flatmates pics of various hayden characters till they say how hot he is

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i’m not even a big porn watcher BUT THIS RIGHT HERE

tw: porn link

This is the treatment cw! and rots! Anakin gives to you after coming back from a mission, when he says he’s hungry this is not exactly what you expect but what you derserve.

“c’mon love let me taste you- uh huh, uh huh just like that doll, stop squirming” he says as your pretty back arches.

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i need to ruin him it’s not even funny anymore

I need to give AOTC!Anakin his first bj and make him cry

18+ smut, oral.

Poor baby... cry harder.

You noticed how his thighs were shaking, how he looked away in sudden embarrassment when you took his clothes off, and it didn't took you long to realize he was actually lying when he said he has done this before. Anakin's eyes squeeze shut, hands curled into fists in a desperate attempt to hold his impending orgasm. It would be pathetic for him to come so quickly— and after he had the audacity to lie? He can't even imagine how he will face you after that.

He moans your name when you deepthroat him followed by a sharp gasp. Anakin's hips jolt and it doesn't matter how hard he tries— he just comes undone.

Your eyes widen in sheer surprise when sticky cum floods your mouth. Anakin takes a deep breath and whimpers, easily overstimulated and humiliated by his own body. Your tongue swirls over the sensitive head, eyes perking up when you hear his first soft sob. Anakin sniffles, brushing hairs away from your sweaty face.

"Sorry," He mumbles, wiping your lower lip. His blue eyes are glassy and his cheeks are flushed a pretty shade of red. "That doesn't happen... often."

"It's alright," You reply with a giggle, leaning onto his palm. You maintain eye contact for a few more seconds before lowering your mouth back, sucking the swollen tip softly, earning you another sob mixed with a moan. "Just don't lie to me again."