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[xzaddyzanakinx]

| So, So, Right | pt.3

Stepbro! Anakin x innocent reader

18+ MDNI

Warnings: smut, inappropriate relationships, oral sex, public/semi-public, demeaning/condescending words toward reader, fingering (kinda?), dom/sub dynamics, dd/lg dynamics (implied), eventual daddy kink

Info: Modern AU, Anakin is whipped, Anakin literally worships the ground you walk on, reader is accidentally a brat, reader has oral fixation

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The pleading in your voice was too much for Anakin. He’d been shoving these feelings down for too long, and here you were, offering yourself up to him without even knowing what you were asking for.

“Look at me.” He squeezed your cheeks together, shaking your chin slightly. “I need you to listen to me. Do you understand?”

“Yeth.” You agreed, your squished lips making it hard to speak.

“I’ll make it stop hurting. But you need to promise me you won’t tell - anyone - about it.” His voice was calm but stern.

“I promise!” You shook your head in agreement when he released his grip on your cheeks.

“You- you make me feel like that too, down here.” He gently guided your hand to his hard cock, closing your fingers around it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You gasped as the warmth transferred through the fabric.

He sighed, releasing your hand. “You know what it means don’t you?”

“Yes.” You nodded, your cheeks reddening as your gaze strayed from his. “Ashley told me. How her boyfriend does… things to her.”

“She did?” Anakin’s eyebrow raised, jealousy brewing at the fact that he wasn’t the first one to introduce you to the idea.

“Mhm. She also said I could do things like that to- um to myself.” You covered your face in embarrassment.

“Have you?” He asked, almost aggressively.

“No! No, I was too nervous.” You said quickly, chewing your lip. “I wanted to- to wait.”

Anakin breathed a sigh of relief, closing his eyes to ground himself before speaking again.

“What were you waiting for?” He questioned, tilting his head slightly.

“Ani!” You blushed, shying away from him. “I wanted… I didn’t want to ruin anything for when, or I mean if.” You furrowed your eyebrows, getting tripped up on your words.

“Take your time princess, it’s just me.” He whispered, tucking a hair behind your ear.

“I didn’t want to ruin anything for if I could- if I could be with you.” You whispered.

Anakin’s breath caught in his throat, he felt lightheaded as if his room was suddenly devoid of all oxygen. The blood drained from his face and rushed straight to his cock. He cradled your head in his hands, fingers laced in your hair and he brought his lips to yours in a searing kiss.

“You”, he spoke against your lips, “don’t know how long I’ve wanted you.”

You squirmed under him, the thickness between his legs pressing into your thigh as he held you close. You bucked your hips up, hands trailing down the muscles of his shoulders, earning a low growl from him.

“Let me take care of you.” He whispered, gliding his tongue across your collarbone, nipping gently at your neck.

His hands tenderly lifted your borrowed shirt, goosebumps pricking your flesh as his fingers traveled to the hills and valleys of your breasts. He tugged the shirt over your head and tossed it aside, the breath knocked out of him seeing your naked chest like this for the first time.

Gingerly he toyed with your nipples, rolling them between his forefinger and thumb. You mewled and arched up into his touch, he knew you needed more. So he kissed and licked his way across your breasts up to your nipple, suckling and nipping the sensitive bud.

With each soft moan from your perfect pink lips Anakin couldn’t help but rut into the mattress, needing some friction before he imploded. He’d waited so patiently, so so patiently, and now that he had you, he was close to tears. Knowing he couldn’t give you what he wanted tonight.

He groaned and pushed his selfish thoughts aside, taking your waist in his large hands to push you up the bed, giving him more room to work. Sloppy kisses trailed down your bare stomach, his puppy dog eyes glancing up at you when he reached the waist band of your underwear.

“I’m gonna take these off m’kay princess?” Half asking and half telling you.

You nodded eagerly, lifting your hips up to assist him.

“Good girl.” He whispered into your inner thigh, with your panties out of the way he could clearly see the glistening slick covering your pussy.

“My pretty pussy all wet for me…” he trailed off in awe.

His hands gripping your thighs to spread them farther, hungry eyes devouring every inch of your sex. His tongue making the short trip from your thigh to your cunt, pausing momentarily to speak.

“Ready baby doll?” He asked, breathless.

“Mhm.” You whimpered, eager hands coming to push his head down.

The moment your fingers made contact with his sandy curls he delved into your folds, tasting your arousal and breathing in your scent deeply. His eyes rolling back in his head at the act.

“So sweet.” He whispered, sliding his tongue into your clenching hole.

Trying his best to savor every second, listen to every sound, catch every drop of your slick. He kept up the slow pace, enjoying the way your hips rolled up to meet his tongue, how you pressed his head down each time his nose brushed your clit. Your mewling finally got to him, and he gave in.

Gently he sucked your clit into his mouth, slurping and rolling his tongue against you. Your eyes shot open, legs shaking from the sudden attention to your most sensitive spot.

“Anakin!” You gasped, bucking up into his mouth.

“I know, I know.” He groaned, his hands coming up to your hips, pulling you even closer into his mouth.

He used his thumbs on both sides of your sopping wet cunt to spread you farther apart. Alternating between flattening his tongue against you and shaking his head, and devouring your cunt with sloppy lewd slurping.

Your legs stiffened, thighs fighting his hands in an attempt to close around his head. He hummed against you, pulling a whine from your lips.

“An-Ani!” You pushed his head back, “somethings gonna-“ your words cut off with a load moan.

“S’okay baby, just let it go. Cum for me.” Muffled words from between your legs, one hand traveling up your abdomen in search of your hand.

Intertwining your fingers together he lovingly rubbed the back of your hand with his rough thumb pad. You squeezed tightly, eyes clamped shut with your mouth in a silent scream.

“Anakin!” You squealed, shaking under his skilled touch, his eyes opening quickly, his other hand covering your mouth just as another loud moan left your lips.

With one more skillful flick of his tongue you came unraveled beneath him. Your thighs in a vice grip around his head, his tongue delving into your pussy to fuck you through your orgasm. Your body shaking uncontrollably as you whimpered against his palm. Slick gushing around his tongue and dripping from his chin.

Big wet tears slid down your cheeks as you tried to regulate your breathing. Anakin tenderly cupped your cheeks in his hands, propping himself up to kiss away the tears. Scooping you into his arms for a grounding embrace. His lips against your hair as he whispered to you.

“You did so good babydoll. My perfect girl.” His arms snaking around you to bring your chest flush to his, creating a spot for your head to fit comfortably under his chin.

“That’s it, deep breaths babygirl.” Gentle hands petting you soothingly as your breathing returned to normal.

“How’s it feel?” He asked, a soft smile turning up his lips.

“S’good.” You whimpered, kissing his shoulder. “Feel all shaky.”

“Shhh, it’s alright. You just need a minute.” He cooed, twirling the end of your braid around his fore finger. “You’ll get used to it.”

“Will it happen everytime?” You asked, earning a chuckle from Anakin.

“I’ll make sure of it.” He answered, squeezing you tightly.

“What about you Ani?” You tried to pick up your head but he kept you firmly in place against his chest.

“Don’t worry about me princess.” He whispered.

“I wanna make you feel good too.” You pouted, feeling his cock twitch against your hip.

“You will. Just not yet.” He laughed. “One thing at a time baby girl.”

“But-“

“No.” He said sternly, giving no room for argument. “You’ll have to wait. I’ve gotta work you up to it baby doll. Get that pussy nice and stretched out f’me.”

You shuddered listening to the deliciously dirty words fall from his swollen lips. Your eyes getting droopy the longer he held you. He must’ve noticed, because he pulled up the blankets over your still vibrating body.

“Fuckin’ my tongue got you all tired didn’t it?” His lips connecting with the thin skin under your jaw. “Yeah it did huh baby?”

He teased nipping at your earlobe and pulling back so you could see his snarky little grin. He took your pouting bottom lip between his teeth and pulled slightly, drawing out a whimper, quickly soothing it by brushing his tongue over it.

“Sweet dreams princess.” He mumbled against your lips.

Your car rolled into the garage parking lot just after 12:30, wearing an old shirt of Anakin’s tied in a knot above your navel and a short black swishy skirt paired with converse. You happily bounded up to the door and walked straight in.

Tapping the bell at the front desk rapidly, when no one answered you stepped back and thought out what to do. You decided Anakin would be sad (and you would be sadder) if you just left his lunch on the desk, so you tiptoed to the side door and peeked through the window.

You saw him on a stool, leaned over the front of a busted up car. You stood there watching for a minute, soaking up the sight of his fore arms flexing with each turn of the wrench. Chewing your lip and wondering if that’s what his arms would look like between your legs.

You could feel slick gathering in your panties, squeezing your thighs together in embarrassment for feeling this way in public. You twisted the door knob and the sounds of machinery and men shouting hit your ear drums. The door tripped a small bell hanging over the frame, catching the attention of everyone in the garage.

Anakin’s face went from confusion to excitement, he shoved the wrench into his deep pants pocket then hurriedly unzipped his work suit. Tying it at his waist and jogging over to you. A shrill whistle broke out and Anakin rolled his eyes.

“Shut your mouth Mikey!” He shot back over his shoulder, grinning at you before scooping you up with one arm.

You couldn’t help but giggle at the expressions the other men pulled as they watched Anakin effortlessly toss you over his shoulder and tote you out of the garage. One hand firmly gripping your thigh just beneath your ass cheek, the other pushing open the door.

Once at your car Anakin lowered you to the pavement, opening up your door and leaning over you to turn the key, starting up the AC. The car dipped a bit when he plopped into the passenger seat, rubbing his hands together excitedly as you unpacked his lunch for him.

“Oh thank god.” He said, dramatically clutching his stomach.

You passed him one of two sandwiches, which he immediately began scarfing down. His cheeks full as his head smacked the headrest, holding out his hand to accept the cold water bottle you brought. Chips, crackers and peanut butter, and one huge dill pickle waited alongside his other sandwich.

“My best girl.” He tenderly pinched your chin between his thumb and finger. “Always so good to me.”

You blushed at the sweet endearment, fidgeting with the collar of his soiled white shirt. You watched In adoration as he devoured his food, chugging the water and squishing the bottle before twisting the cap back on. Just before he grabbed the pickle to finish off his meal he stopped himself.

“Wait, c’mere first.” He turned to you, pulling you close by grabbing your cheeks with one hand.

He caught you off guard, but once his lips met yours you melted into his touch. Soft lips danced together slowly in a tender embrace, Anakin tilting your head slightly to deepen the kiss for just a moment. He pulled back, smiling before taking a -crunch- out of the pickle.

“Didn’t want you to suffer with my pickle breath.” He laughed, still chewing.

“I wouldn’t mind.” You said, propping your chin up in your palm while your elbow rested on the console.

“You wouldn’t?” He turned with a cheeky grin, and you immediately regretted saying that.

He took another bite of the pickle and leaned over the console, grabbing you by the back of your head and forcing your mouth to his, pushing the bite past your lips with his tongue.

“Gross!” You shoved his shoulders, laughing as you spit it out in your hand.

“Hey don’t waste that!” He said, taking it directly from your palm with his lips, crunching it proudly now that he had properly disgusted you.

“S’good, thought I should share.” He grinned, shrugging his shoulders.

With his trash tucked back into the lunch bag he turned to face you, taking note of the way your eyes lingered on his hands, your gaze tracking his every movement.

“Whatcha’ thinking about princess?” He asked, tapping his pointer finger on his temple, “I can see those wheels turning.”

“Nothing,” you gave him a soft smile, your eyes momentarily flicking down to his crotch.

A smirk pulled on the corners of his lips, dangerous thoughts creeping up the back of his neck. How could he resist? He had to give you something to look forward too.

“Aw babydoll! You know you can’t hide from me.” He leaned over to nuzzle into your neck, lips suctioned to the skin beneath your jaw.

He watched proudly as you squirmed in your seat, his girl, getting all flustered for him. All you could do was whimper in response and try to find something to busy your hands with.

“I know what you need.” He whispered, flicking your earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

Leaving wet spots down your throat he stopped at your shoulder to bite down, hard, but not hard enough to hurt. Long fingers flipped up the edge of your skirt, dancing along the elastic of your panties. Using his middle finger he slid down the fabric until he felt a warm wetness seeping through.

He spoke against your skin, his condescending tone oozing out in his words. “You need me to touch your pathetic little pussy don’t you?”

“Mhm.” You bucked up against his finger, desperately hoping he’d give in.

He slipped under the elastic, lifting the fabric to run his finger tip down your cunt teasingly. Committing the breathy gasp you made to memory.

He had to hear it again, needed it. The calloused pad of his middle finger gathered your slick, bringing it up to your clit. Agonizingly slow circles traced over the sensitive bud, Anakin was barely touching you. Using no pressure at all as he teased you.

“Ani.” You groaned, hand coming up to his hair, pulling him farther into your neck.

“Shhh, so needy aren’t you?” He whispered, tongue laving over his bite mark. “Need Ani’s help don’t you baby?”

“Uh huh!” You nodded, feeling him add a tiny bit of pressure behind his torturous touch.

“Dirty girl. Asking for my fingers right outside my work.” He tutted, patronizing you.

Withdrawing his touch from you completely, elastic snapping back into place. He chuckled at your whines of protest, enjoying how much you wanted him. He swatted your cunt as punishment, just hard enough to startle you.

“Enough.” He growled, bringing his slick covered finger to your lips and pushing it into your mouth, watching you eagerly clean your arousal off him.

“There we go,” he smiled, brushing your loose hairs back over your shoulder, “don’t pout babydoll, I’ll make it all better when I get home.”

He kissed the tip of your button nose, making a quick exit from the car before his resolve crumbled at the look of disappointment staining your face.

Your bottom lip protruding as you backed out of your parking space, thinking over your mostly one sided conversation. Anakin hardly ever told you no, the sting of rejection pricked your eyes but you quickly snuffed it out.

Your Anakin would never be mean to you, so this just must’ve been a new game he’d decided to play. Truth be told it was alittle exciting thinking back on it, how deliciously dirty you felt with his hand between your legs out in there, where anyone could’ve walked by.

You liked how it felt when he talked down to you, it felt right, so, so, right.

Anakin had always been your guiding light. Your most trusted confidant, your caretaker. He catered to your every need and desire, doting on you with unwavering adoration. Always going above and beyond to show you how much he cared, telling you how proud he was of you, how much he loved you.

For wether he realized it or not, you ruled over him. When he placed you on that golden pedestal he signed over his rights, willingly albeit unconsciously, dedicating himself to you. Your power over him was unparalleled, his soul wrapped around your little finger.

After being subservient to you for so long, it was his turn to rule over you. He couldn’t let you get away with everything, now could he?

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[lightsabergirl]

okay sooooo

am I the only one who actually prefers the lore that says that Jedi collect their crystals and then meditate with them and that's what gives the crystal it's colour??? (i certainly hope not)

i know it's a thing in the comic books where characters just pick out a crystal with the color already ingrained into it and there's nothing more to it but I feel like half the reason lightsabers are cool to me is because they actually tell you something about the user, they tell you their preferences in combat, how they view the force and sometimes even how deadly they can be

do I wanna believe mace windu just found a purple crystal or do I wanna believe he got this rare color because he uses dark side tactics but has the ability not to be blinded by them?

the first time I saw Anakin's lightsaber was blue I thought it was very telling about who he was and I believe that it was actually the first hint to his dark tactics and eventually his fall to the sith (even if it was by accident this is my interpretation).

how could the chosen one, the person with the most midi-chlorians, a person who has incredible force potential, uses a blue lightsaber instead of a green one? it is so accurate to his character because blue means you prefer using your saber to using the force in combat, they're also usually the first to pull them out and the ones to do it without hesitating to anyone anywhere.

i just thought it was perfect, that paired with an aggressive style, it was right under their noses

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just a boy and his very large dog

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✨️In a world full of boys, he's a gentleman ✨️

FINALLY UNWHITEWASHED THE ENTIRE BATCH!!! Thank you so fkn much for all the support through these projects 🫶🫶

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The Lean

Finally finished!! I give you Fives, doing his fabulous lean against a heavily graffitied wall at 79s. He seems particularly amused by the Obi Wan note…

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there’s something so healing about re watching star wars and starting to like luke more and more each time

i think he’s just like me actually

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Imagine Star Wars Heroes as Villains and Villains as Heroes Part 3

[xzaddyzanakinx]

| So, So, Right | final part

Stepbro! Anakin × innocent reader

18+ MDNI

Warnings: smut, inappropriate relationships, oral sex, public/semi-public, demeaning/condescending words toward reader, fingering, dom/sub dynamics, dd/lg dynamics (implied), daddy kink, unprotected PIV

Info: Modern AU, Anakin is whipped, Anakin literally worships the ground you walk on, reader is accidentally a brat, reader has oral fixation

NOT PROOFREAD

Those words tumbled out of Anakin’s mouth in a way you thought impossible, the possessive tone in his voice was almost enough to have you cum all over again. You buffered, unsure of how to answer, unsure if you could actually speak right now. All you could do was nod aggressively and hope that was answer enough for him.

He let loose a wicked smile, soaking in the powerful feeling from the way your body responded to him. Your eyes dilated beyond belief, your bottom lip tucked behind your top row of teeth, your hips rolling that tight little cunt against him.

“Alright, c’mon puppy don’t beg.” He chuckled, making fun of the way you struggled to tell him YES.

Achingly slow he plunged one thick finger back into your warm heat, sucking air through his teeth as if he were the one getting pleasured. Languidly thrusting before gently introducing another finger. You whimpered at the slight stretch, your legs involuntarily try to push you away from him. Once the weight of him settled into you he rocked his hand back and forth, watching every movement his hand made between your legs.

“This okay babydoll?” He looked up to you, mild concern on his face.

“Hurts Ani.” You whined, gasping as he put pressure against - that - spot deep within you.

“Gotta relax,” he whispered, lowering himself back between your legs.

You expected him to reintroduce his tongue to work in tandem with his fingers, but he didn’t. Instead he used his free hand to apply much needed friction on your clit with his calloused thumb. Immediately causing you to flutter around his fingers, drawing out a whimper from his throat.

“Patient, patient, - fuck -“ he moaned, feeling you clamp down harder this time, seemingly telling himself to have patience, not you.

“Feelin’ good aren’t you princess?” He asked, looking up at you from between your plush thighs.

“Uh huh.” You sniffled, bringing both hands up to hide your face. “Please, Ani I need more please.”

“Think you can take it baby girl?” He rose to his knees, dragging his fingers out of your cunt with a scissoring motion.

“I can! I can do it!” Your hands reach out to him, and he gladly takes both of them into his one large palm, lovingly squeezing them for your comfort.

“Just a little bit more, just one more,” when his fingers re-entered, he had added another.

Sucking air through your teeth you dug your nails into his palm. Fighting the urge to close your thighs around his hand, stopping him from completing his slow descent into your pussy.

“I know princess, I’m sorry.” He whined, coming down to hold you close to him.

Releasing your hands so he could pull you against his chest, securing you in place. One leg trapped between two of his to prevent you from squirming out of reach. Your whimpers made his cock throb against your abdomen, shooting a jolt of lightning straight to your cunt and giving you just a second of relief.

Anakin watched as your face flickered from hurt to pleasure, leaning in to lick your tears away. After giving you a moment to adjust he pumped his thick digits back and forth in your wet heat, lewd slick sounds echoing in the room along with your panting breath. He took note of the way you were sucking on your bottom lip, and wanted to give you a better option.

“Here, you just bite down on my shoulder.” He encouraged you, “need something to keep that mouth busy don’t you darlin’?”

You whined a soft “Yes.” Into the crook of his neck before sinking your teeth into the muscles flesh.

He groaned, bucking against your hip in search of friction. Anakin was in pain, not from your teeth, but from his weeping cock. Precum had leaked out continuously, leaving a wet spot on his checkered boxers. Without even looking he knew that his cock was an angry red, he wouldn’t last long when he finally was able to seat himself to the hilt inside the velvet walls of your perfect cunt.

Your whimpers had turned to pleasurable moans just moments ago, and Anakin’s selfish need for release made him ask for more.

“Baby?” He whispered making you release your death grip on his shoulder.

“Ani?” You questioned, furrowing your eyebrows when his fingertips brushed against a particularly sensitive area.

“Do you think you can take me?” His head dropping to your chest, nuzzling against your hardened nipple.

“I- I don’t know.” You responded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“I can’t wait any more babydoll, s’hurting me.” He groaned, reluctantly breaking your embrace to kneel between your legs.

He kept up his movements to caress your gummy insides while pulling down his boxers, allowing his angry and swollen cock to slap against his stomach.

“Oh Ani-“ you gasped, he was huge, thick and veiny. “I can’t. It’s too much.”

His eyes flickered between his hand cupping your cunt and your shocked expression.

“I’ll be so gentle,” he cooed, “it’ll only hurt for minute.”

He lined himself up with your entrance, slowing his hand’s movement. You were torn between your need to please him, and self preservation, he was going to split you in half. But, he was your Ani, your favourite person in the world, if he said it’s gonna be okay, then it’ll be okay.

“Oh-okay, I can do it.” You nodded, hands gripping the sheets in preparation.

He traded his fingers for the very tip of his cock so quickly you’d think he would die if he waited much longer. The groan he let out was almost pained, his teeth clenched and his eyebrows knitted together, as if it were more painful for him than it was for you.

The creamy coating of your waiting cunt wet the head of his angry cock. You could not only feel the way each breath he took made his dick pulse, but you could also feel just how warm he was. A pant of guilt washed over you, knowing it was your fault he was hurting so badly.

“Deep breath dollface,” he warned, “just breathe.” Planting a caring kiss on your forehead as the tip breached your entrance.

His forearms resting on either side of you allowed you to claw at his biceps, holding on for dear life and he split you wide open. Tears flowed down your cheeks and you sniffled to keep more at bay.

“That’s my good girl,” whimpering encouragement for you. “Doing so good, so so good f’me babydoll.”

“Wa-wanna be good for you daddy.” You hiccuped.

“Fuckin’ shit.” His hips went slack for a second causing him to accidentally push deeper and quicker than he meant to.

You let out a choked sob that pulled at his heartstrings.

“So sorry darlin’, M’sorry.” He cooed, stilling his movement completely. He quickly cupped your burning hot cheek in his palm.

“Too much.” You cried.

“I know, I’m sorry.” He panted, clearly struggling to keep still. “Hold on, I’ll stop.”

He whimpered, trying to ease back out of your abused walls. Your left leg quickly hooking around his waist, holding him still. A look of pure confusion washed over Anakin, he wasn’t sure how to respond. Should he continue? Should he stop? He certainly didn’t want to hurt you, but it’s different if you’re - asking - him too.

“Jus’ try.” You whispered, “I can take it.”

He nodded, eagerly resuming his struggle to fully sheath himself in you, he was barely halfway. He left his position over you in favor of kneeling between your legs, knowing he’d be less likely to repeat his mistake this way. His eyes glued to the spot where his thick cock was being enveloped by your poor little cunt.

He left one hand to roam the expanse of your trembling body, the other hesitant to block his view of your body’s connection. He sighed, stilling again momentarily to spit on your red and puffy pussy. The act made you forget the pain for minute as your cunt contracted around him, a wave of slick coating his dick.

His thumb gently circled your clit, adding extra stimulation to make it easier for you. He was keeping completely still save for the involuntary twitch of his greedy cock.

“Gonna move now okay babydoll?” He whimpered, pulling his hips back.

“M’kay.” You sniffled, finding his hand that palmed at your tits so you could squeeze your small fingers around his.

Torturously slow Anakin drew his hips back and forth, fucking into you just halfway. What had felt like a terrible ripping of tissue began to fade into something pleasurable. Keening at his touch you made contact with his glassy eyes and nodded, silently telling him you were ready for more.

He sped up his ministrations on your sensitive bundle of nerves while gently pushing farther into your pussy. His thighs tense against the plush flesh of your own, while you no longer felt pain it seemed that Anakin was struggling to stay sane.

“So fuckin’ tight.” He whimpered, “I can’t.”

His hips stuttered and you watched in awe of the way he closed his eyes and held his breath, composing himself to the best of his ability before continuing. Applying pressure to your nub to distract you from the way he bullied his cock into your folds.

“Just a little more.” he said, almost chanting the words.

You whined at the burning stretch, your pussy fluttering in an attempt to push him out even though you so badly wanted him buried inside you.

“Fuck!” He stopped again, “don’t do that baby, shit.”

“M’sorry Ani.” You moaned.

“S’okay darlin’.” His head dropping so that his chin met his chest.

Your body arched into his touch, his fingers working double time to rub your clit. His cock throbbed within you, causing another involuntary clench of your pussy. Anakin sucked in a breath that sounded more like a hiss.

“Told you not to do that princess.” His voice was calm but spoke in a warning despite the tiny tremble of his lips.

“Sorry Ani, I can’t help it.” You whined, “I’m sorry, don’t stop again please.”

“Shh, shh stop.” He whined, his eyes clamped shut at the sudden pulsing of your walls, his face scrunched in a way that looked painful.

“I’m sorry!” You babbled, your cheeks hot and tear streaked, “M’sorry Daddy, so sorry.”

“God you’ve fuckin’- you,” he slurred, dropping from his kneeling position with both arms now securely under your body, holding you forcefully to his chest.

He groaned, mumbling to himself, his chest heaving with pained shallow breath. “Can’t say that to me right now darlin’ I can’t-“ he moaned again, cutting off his words as you arched into his touch.

“Please don’t stop, feels good now Ani.” You whined, “keep going Daddy please, I’ll be good.”

“Shit you’ve Fuckin’ done it now.” He groaned and you felt his muscles tense, both of his hands flying to your hips to squeeze in a grounding grip. “Gonna cum, I’m-“

He whined, sheathing fully into your abused cunt, “Shit. Good girl, good girl baby. God you’re just so tight, fuck.”

As rope after rope of sticky cum spilled into your throbbing pussy, he fucked his cum into you gently, barely moving at all while he babbled apologies into your neck.

“Oh,” you moaned, enjoying the way his hot seed coated your insides, “oh Ani, oh I love it.”

“What?” He choked out.

“More, I want more.” You whined, wrapping your legs around his hips. “Need your cum.”

The way his eyes widened with awe at your reaction told you he wasn’t at all expecting that to be your response to his little accident. His mouth descended on yours in an aggressive battle for more, more, more.

What was once tiny and tentative strokes gave way to faster, shallow thrusts. Anakin’s lips suctioned to the crook of your neck like he meant to rip your skin and dive into it. The longer he went on, the more pleasurable it became. The better it felt, the easier it was for you to relax and let loose, Anakin felt absolutely exhilarated watching you discover this new side of yourself.

“You like this?” He whispered, nipping your neck.

“Yes.” You trailed off, high pitched whines following as your nails dug into his shoulders.

“Talk to me baby, tell me what you want.” He growled.

“I want-wanna cum.” You whispered.

He grunted, bringing his hand to your chin. You blushed, gasping as he hit a particularly sensitive spot deep within you. “Fuck!” Hands palming his back sporadically as though you were trying not to drown.

“Language baby.” He panted, placing chaste kisses across your cheeks. “Not so innocent anymore are you?”

“Mmm-no.” You shook your head, starting to rock your hips to meet his.

“Look at you, cursing, asking for my cum-shit- wanting me to fuck you full of it huh?” Each thrust getting more aggressive.

“Please, Anakin, I do.”

“Such a fuckin’ dirty girl aren’t you?” He laughed.

“N-no I’m not.” You said, hiccuping.

“Say it.” He demanded, his gaze blazing into your own.

“But-but you said… you wanted me to be good.” You shook your head, confused.

“I know what I said.” He shot back, deepening his strokes. “So be a good girl and tell me how fucking nasty you are.”

“I-I’m dirty.” You whispered.

“Not good enough babydoll.”

“Ani!” You whined, embarrassment creeping in as you tried to hide your face.

He was quick to redirect your gaze back at him, “Don’t you look away from me.”

“M’sorry.” You whimpered, choking back a sob as he drilled into you at a new angle. His large hands splayed across your abdomen, pushing down on your lower stomach.

“See that?” He gripped the hair at the top of your head, forcing you to look at the space beneath his other hand.

“Uh huh.” You choked out.

“Touch it.” He said, not asking as he released your hair only to take your hand in his and press it into the softness of your lower stomach.

The movement of his cock deep within you could be felt from right there under your palm. The world seemed to fade farther and farther away with each time you felt his balls slap your ass.

“You like the way my cock feels don’t you?” He asked, taunting you.

“Y-yes.” You nodded, eyebrows knitted together as the bed shook.

“You like the way it feels when I fucked my cum in you?” He grinned.

“Yes!” You whined louder, pussy clenching down on him.

“You wanna cum on my cock and make me proud don’t you pretty girl?”

“Yes! Yes!” You nodded, the white hot coil in your stomach growing tighter and tighter with every demeaning syllable from his plump lips.

“So make Daddy proud, and tell me you’re a dirty little cumslut. Okay?” He growled.

“I’m-“ you sniffled, the humiliation so deliciously mean, “I’m a dirty cumsult.”

“See? Good girls listen, and good girls get what they want.” He laughed, bringing his fingers to your clit to furiously roll between his pointer finger and thumb.

Your back arched off the bed, hands tangling in his hair as you fought to breathe. Your vision blurring and the sounds of the room turning to white noise as lightening shot through you. A scream ripped from your throat, and you were too out of it to even comprehend that Anakin had shoved his fingers into your mouth to quiet you.

A hot liquid dribbled down your inner thighs, the next audible words you could hear were praises from Anakin.

“Oh look at you baby,” he cooed watching your bruised lips suck his fingers while your eyes rolled back in your head. “Taking Ani’s big cock so well.”

He moaned, rolling his hips against your mound, letting his dick soak up your cum.

“So proud of you princess, you did so good.” His voice soft and sweet as he brushed your hair from your face.

“Y’know I don’t mean those things right?” He whispered. “I just like to make you blush.” He nipped your nose.

“I k-know” you hiccuped.

“Did I hurt you too much?” He asked, still gently rocking into you.

“No Ani. It felt good.” You admit, wrapping your arms around his shoulders you felt his muscles twitch under your soft skin.

He laughed softly, catching your lips between his, whispering, “Want me to do it again?”

You blushed hiding your face in his neck, nodding against his sweaty skin. He held his hips flush to yours, rolling them in circles and creating a new sensation for you, his pubic hairs brushing over your clit every so often.

“Can I- um.” You giggled in his ear, “can I try?”

“You?” He pulled back, surprised you’d ask. “You want to try riding me?”

“Can I?” You asked sweetly.

“Where’d you learn that?” He squeaked, laughing. “I’m calling Ashley.”

“No!” You giggled, smacking his shoulders before leaning in to whisper, “I read it in Cosmo.”

He let out a gasp, “That’s it! I’m screening everything you read and watch from now on.”

EPILOGUE

“Look what I got in the mail!” You waved a thick envelope in front of Anakin’s face, watching him try not to choke on his lunch.

“Did you open it yet?” He mumbled through a mouth full of food.

“I was waiting for you,” you grinned, slipping your finger under the seam and ripping the envelope open.

You eagerly took out the papers, scanning them for the one line of words that could make or break your happy attitude.

“Oh my god.” A smile gripping your cheeks, “oh my god look! Look right here! I got in!”

You pointed to the acceptance letter and Anakin tossed aside your papers, leaning over the car console to tug you into his arms. He squeezed and peppered your cheeks with kisses, and as he pulled back you could’ve sworn you saw a little tear escape down his face.

“I’m so proud of you, see? I knew you’d get in.” He held his arms out as if he were presenting you to a crowd, “Now all we gotta do is find an apartment.”

He leaned in, catching your lips on a passionate kiss while his hands cupped your face.

You giggled as Anakin packed you across the threshold of your brand new apartment, a cute little shared space near his -and now your-college campus. He watched as you excitedly touched and inspected everything in sight.

Anakin had some of his lacrosse friends help him move everything in a few days prior. He had said ‘I’m not letting you sleep on a mattress on the floor. Don’t pout, I’ll have everything set up soon and then I’ll come get you okay doll face?’

No one knew of your less than normal step-sibling status here, you were free to do as you pleased. You didn’t have to worry about pop-ins from Obi-Wan or your mother seeing as how the campus was three hours away from your hometown. They didn’t even bat an eye when they were told you had switched schools and were planning on living together, they even seemed excited, glad that you would keep each other out of trouble.

Anakin came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and resting his chin atop your head. Swaying your body against his to a silent song, leaning down to plant a sloppy kiss on your exposed neck.

Anakin held both your hands in his, looking out over the pier he’d brought you to for a late afternoon date.

“Listen, I know things won’t always be easy. I know that it will be painful to pretend we’re something else when we visit back home.”

He turned back to you, “But most importantly, I know that I love you.”

He slowly lowered himself to one knee, pulling a tiny velvet box from his jacket pocket. A tearful grin on his sun kissed cheeks.

“We might never get a real wedding, but that’s not gonna stop me from asking,” he opened the box to reveal a teeny tiny pendant, one you’d seen before not so long ago.

“Will you marry me?”

Tears clouded your eyes as you vigorously agreed, throwing yourself down and into his arms.

You giggled as he placed the dainty necklace across your skin, fumbling with the little clasp on the chain. Once it was secured he pressed a small kiss to the nape of your neck.

“This was my moms wedding band. I had it melted down and re-shaped about a week or so after we met.” He blushed, embarrassed.

“It’s gorgeous.” You gasped, running your fingers over where it sat in the dip at the bottom of your throat.

“You’re gorgeous.” He whispered, pulling you into his chest.

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