A nsfw ask for you: how about the first time Obi-Wan goes down on Anakin? 👀 Thanks! 🥰
Okay, okay, so you know how I told you that 3 scenarios popped into my head right away? Here's the first. Enjoy ^^
His Master was on his knees. His Master was on his knees. Obi-Wan — Obi-Wan! — was on his knees.
Obi-Wan was on his knees for him.
If not for the wall behind him, Anakin would have crumbled the moment Obi-Wan pushed him onto it and snarled into his ears, announcing that he was going to suck his cock.
He had never imagined his Master to be so filthy-mouthed; very few curses escaped Obi-Wan’s perfect lips, as far as Anakin remembered. But filthy he was. The moment they kissed in the med-bay last week, both still dirty and bleeding, hands shaking from adrenaline, Anakin was introduced into a whole new life, where he was Obi-Wan’s lover.
Sweet and attentive and thoughtful and humorous, he had expected. It was not so different from their previous life, Anakin had realized, but a tad more mushy. But Obi-Wan smacking his ass as he walked by? Obi-Wan licking his mouth after kissing him stupid? Obi-Wan sending him dirty thoughts through their bond in the Force? Obi-Wan letting him know that he used to play with his cock wishing Anakin was the one doing it?
Never was there a surprise more welcome.
And now, those thick and rough fingers deftly took care of his pants and underclothes, leaving Anakin’s cock exposed to Obi-Wan’s wills and wishes.
“Good boy,” Obi-Wan murmured, tracing the veins with a single finger. “Already so hard and wet for me. Look at how pretty your cock is — perfect. I knew you’d be pretty down here too, dearest.”
Anakin swallowed. He could come like this, he realized, such was the hold Obi-Wan had on him. Even the thought of Obi-Wan being slightly interested in him had him gasping into his pillows at night, when he used to think that the possibility of him and Obi-Wan could only happen in dreams and fantasies. So to have Obi-Wan praise him like this, actually touch his cock, flesh one flesh, no matter how light, was enough to get him light-headed.
Obi-Wan’s eyes found his. “How long have you been hard?”
“Ages,” Anakin admitted with a whimper, he couldn’t help it. Obi-Wan was looking at his cock like he was about to feast on the finest course meal the galaxy had to offer. “When you were threatening that slaver scum, I wanted you to be fucking me so bad, Master.”
“Did you now?” Obi-Wan started to give tiny kisses to his cock, watching Anakin shrewdly. “How did you imagine it?”
How was he supposed to speak when Obi-Wan was kissing his cock? All they got to do before this was to make out in dark places while humping like wild animals. This was the first time they didn’t have to worry about someone coming in, the first time his cock actually got to be free.
“Anakin,”
He looked down. Obi-Wan gave him a small, kind smile. “Please tell me. I’d like to know how you want me to take you, yes?”
“Yes,” the back of his head hit the wall again and he closed his eyes. Their bond was strong and tight in the Force, so pulling down his shields and sharing his wishes was very easy, if not a little embarrassing. He had never done this before. With anyone. It felt right that Obi-Wan got to be his first again.
“You punched him,” Anakin said, “and had the clones take him to prison.” Fuck, Obi-Wan had to be good and proper even in his filthy fantasies. “Then you sat on your big chair, all tired and frustrated. And so I climbed up on your lap. You kissed me and I just wanted to—” help you feel better, he supplied through the Force, too shy to say the words out loud. He shared the images in his head, squirming with surprise at how much Obi-Wan was interested in seeing them.
He bounced on Obi-Wan’s massive cock, his tunic ripped open, until he got cum all over Obi-Wan, who whispered sweet encouragement while guiding him with warm, strong hands.
Obi-Wan licked a long stripe over his cock, sending a heavy wave of deep shock through his body. Then he did it again and again until he had gotten all of Anakin’s cock nice and wet, while Anakin himself lost his mind over how fucking good it felt.
“More,” Obi-Wan demanded. “Show me more. Concentrate, Anakin, and don’t look away. Watch me suck your pretty cock, there’s a good boy.”
“Yes, Mas — ugh, Master, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!”
Without warning — Anakin didn’t even sense his intention in the Force — his Master got half of it in his mouth and then quickly swallowed the rest of it, his tongue beneath Anakin’s cock, solid and supportive.
Anakin’s mouth was never going to close again, not after seeing Obi-Wan like this, taking in his cock skilfully and staring up at him with amusement, want, pride. Obi-Wan pulled off and let out a great huff of air, as if he had been holding in his breath. Maybe he had. His hand jerked him off with long strokes and fast pace. “I had you ride my cock, and then what happened?”
Noting how hoarse Obi-Wan sounded already — something to think of later on — Anakin showed him the last bit of his fantasy, not looking away from how Obi-Wan looked and what he was doing with his hand.
Obi-Wan smacked his ass and quickly bent him over the table, he then ate out his own cum from Anakin’s dripping hole before shoving his cock in him again. The pace was brutal and had Anakin drool all over the table. His one and only Master fucked him harder and harder until he filled Anakin’s hole to the brim. A claim.
“Thank you for that,” Obi-Wan murmured. Then he declared: “I’ll do it, if that’s what you want, dearest. I’ll do anything for you, Anakin.”
Anakin had the tiniest bit of mind to nod, to show that he understood what Obi-Wan was saying.
“Good, but before that,” Obi-Wan sucked on his balls tenderly. “I need you to watch me do this, can you do that?”
“Y-yes, Master,”
So Anakin watched. He watched his Master lick and suck his cock better than all those net stars, listened to the sound of his Master choke on his cock, gagging and spluttering for a moment but always coming back for more. Naturally, his eyes closed shut when he came, gasping for air and his muscles tightening. Obi-Wan nudged him through the force, made him look, demanded him to look, and that was how Anakin Skywalker got to see the sight of Obi-Wan swallow up his cum with an arrogant smirk. Sweat trickled down from his forehead, his cheeks were flushed, and his hair had turned into a massive mess from all the tugging Anakin had done.
“Well done, Anakin, you did well.”
Anakin’s legs finally gave in, and he slowly slid down the wall. With a loving laugh, Obi-Wan caught him and held him, kissing his cheeks and smelling his hair, telling him that he was beautiful, that he was strong, and that his old Master was not done with him yet.
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