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Routine Inspection

Vader x Inspector!Reader

a/n: this is literally 3000 words of pwnp, but basically vader is touch starved and is a little more submissive when it comes to this kind of stuff.

Everything needs a little inspection every once and a while, even the all mighty Darth Vader

warnings: cursing, handjob, oral (M receiving), sex (p in v), overstim?

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You entered the familiar ship with your holopad in hand as you walked towards the meeting room. Two stormtroopers quietly took their places on either side of you as you waited for the doors to open, after a few moments you were finally allowed entrance. 

Before you was a small squad of troopers and a few officers rigidly planted next to the most powerful man in the galaxy; the Emperor. 

You walked towards the cloaked man before bowing.

“I’m glad to see you’ve arrived safely- Some damage had been dealt to the vessel since last time you came, so be thorough with your inspection. Follow me” the man grumbled out in his grading voice before heading towards the exit on the other side of the room. 

You followed closely as he spoke. 

“I have to attend some other business so I must leave, but my apprentice will be here so you may report to him once your job is complete” he explained before opening another door. 

His apprentice… Darth Vader- Possibly even more feared than the emperor himself- the man who was considered more machine than anything-

…just the man you had been waiting to see. 

Darth Vader’s imposing stature slowly turned to meet the gaze of you and his Master.

“I must leave but this is the inspector here to look over the ship- I told them you would have further instructions once I leave” the Emperor said waving the two of you off.

A small smile settled onto your face as the tinted lenses of the tyrant turned towards you. 

“Inspector” his modulated voice rang making your stomach flip. 

“Lord Vader” you responded with a lilt of playfulness that only he could pick up on. 

Soon after the Emperor took his leave and Vader walked you down to the bottom of the ship. 

“I heard your vessel received significant damages” 

“That is correct,” Vader’s emotionless voice stated. 

You clicked your tongue, “Can’t keep yourself out of trouble for one month, huh?” you teased. 

If anyone else dared to speak to Lord Vader in such a way they would be killed on the spot by the Sith… but you were a different story. 

“Possibly, or perhaps I wanted a reason for you to board my ship again” he said, slightly turning towards you. 

Your heart rate sped up once you realized he had placed a gloved hand on the small of you back. Soon you reached the bottom deck and stopped to turn towards the suited man. 

“There is such a thing as “monthly routine inspections”, no need to damage your ship to see me again” you smirked as you removed his hand and began walking down the dimly lit corridor. 

Vader clenched his jaw as he observed how perfectly your uniform fit your body, the fabric tightening with every sway of your hips. He would damage his ship himself if it meant to see you on a regular basis. 

“Do not forget to report to me once you have concluded your duties” his loud voice echoed off of the metal walls. 

With a small smirk to yourself you answered back “As you wish, My Lord”.

Vader felt a familiar feeling pooling in his stomach but chose to ignore it- what happened all those months ago was just a one time thing anyways. 

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Most of the problems with the ship seemed to be fried breakers or issues with the temporary wiring that was installed after the attacks, though there was the occasional outdated part. Honestly nothing surprising but it was understandable that the Emperor wanted it checked out. 

The inspection took you an hour or two and once you were finished you headed to Vader’s chambers where you knew he would be. 

You had time to mull over and over analyze your interactions with the Sith today to determine whether or not he would appreciate your boldness and you came to the verdict of  “yes”. 

Soon the doors to his chambers opened for you to enter; Vader sat with his back towards you as he looked out the window into empty space. He gripped the arms of the chair and slowly rose to his feet. 

“You have finished your duties, Inspector?” he said once he was face to face with you. 

Something in the back of your mind decided that it was time to let your hair down a bit. 

“Well I have finished my duties in regards to the ship, but I think there are a few more things that need inspection” you smiled with a sultry tone. 

Vader breathed out a shaky breath- he didn’t want to admit it to himself but he had been hoping that you would initiate something like the other time… 

“Is that so? What else requires your skills?” His deep mechanical voice wavered slightly. 

Taking two steps closer to the tall man, you placed gentle yet firm hands on his chest on either side of his control panel. He sharply inhaled a breath as you drug your hands down his body until they rested on his thighs, fingers toying with the edges of his codpiece. 

“I’d say your hardware may require a small inspection, it seems that it began short circuiting ever since I arrived” you declared through half lidded lashes. 

“I cannot carry out my duties if there is a problem, so I believe we should inspect that” He said back in a hushed tone.

You smiled at his formal way of flirting; maybe it wasn’t the smoothest but what about him was? At the very least you found his formalities endearing; it made you feel that he saw you on a similar level to himself (maybe even a bit more). 

“We must remove this if we are to begin the inspection” you said lightly tapping his codpiece. 

“So how about I take it off for you, hmm?”

His helmet moved slowly as he nodded and balled his gloved fists. It wasn’t often that Vader was graced with someone offering him such a pleasurable experience… especially once they knew what he looked like under the suit. 

Before he could draw himself out of his thoughts, you had already disassembled the bottom half of his suit so that his dark leather pants were settled on top of his tall boots, around his mechanical knees. You knelt in front of the Sith with an all knowing smile- you were going to take good care of your Lord. 

He sucked in a harsh breath as the cool air blew past his exposed thighs- it wasn’t often that Vader felt shifts in temperature so moments like this were all the more memorable for the Sith. 

He hissed as your warm palms slowly ran up his scarred thighs until they reached the top band of his underwear. The coil in his stomach tightened with every movement you made; He swore that he wouldn’t last if he really observed your methodical moves- you were already so pretty, but when you were on your knees for him like this- you might just be the most alluring being in the entire galaxy. 

“I think I have to remove these too” you said in a low lustful tone as you looked up at the sith through your long lashes. 

His modulator picked up on some of the groans and gasps that escaped him as you pulled down his briefs, freeing his thick, heavy member from its confines. It slapped against his stomach with a mouth-watering “plap”. 

Teasingly slow, you inched your hand up his scarred, tense thigh, until it encompassed the base of his shaft. 

Vader may have been still but his respirator gave away his desire; the poor machine worked overtime to keep in pace with his quickened breathing and heart rate. 

He just couldn’t resist you. 

“This seems to be the root of your issues, My Lord” you feigned concern as you slowly pumped his pulsing length slowly. 

He shuddered under your grasp as he mentally begged for the strength not thrust himself into your fist like a bitch in heat. 

“Would you agree?” you asked in a lustful tone as Vader bit back a moan. 

His helmet moved slightly as he slowly nodded; you grinned and pressed a kiss to his inner thigh. 

“Well… I better take care of it for you then- gotta have you at your best efficiency ”. 

His eye twitched at your dangerous tone- you knew you were the one in control here and honestly…

it turned him on. 

“Indeed we do”

Without another word, you swallowed him down in a swift motion. Vader’s noises encouraged you to struggle further until your nose met his scarred lower abdomen; you choked back a sob as the twitching of his cock hit your uvula. 

Once you caught your bearings, you began to bob your head up and down on his thick shaft.

The sith clenched his fists as you masterfully worked him up; how did you know just what to do to make him feral? 

With an absent hand, you reached for his heavy balls and began fondling them with care, causing the man to jolt his hips forward once again. 

“Maker-” he groaned as he threw his helmeted head back in pure bliss. 

Soon you sat back up and resumed pumping him with your hand as you ran your other down his stomach. He could feel your nicely manicured nails scraping along his scarred abdomen (even through the fabric of his suit).

You finally ended up resting your hand on his exposed hip and squeezed; the pressure felt good- Vader didn’t want this to ever end. 

Though, the sith did worry about how much longer he would be able to last; it was already taking so much concentration to hold himself back. 

His wavering restraint was made quite obvious to you when he reached out a gloved hand and caressed your flushed face- the “inspection” facade was finished- he needed you…now. 

Without another word you stood up and unfastened your trousers and allowed the slacks to pool at your ankles, revealing your lacy underwear. Vader sucked in a breath- what a naughty girl, wearing these mouth watering panties on the clock…on his clock. 

A wave of warmth washed over the suited man, and suddenly he felt his mask becoming too tight; he wanted to see you with his own eyes. 

He reached for his helmet and began to take the outer shell off but stopped suddenly- he hadn’t shown himself to anyone willingly as Vader. What would you think? Did it even matter? It’s not like you and him were a thing- it was purely sexual…right?

You must have picked up on his hesitance, because you gripped the sides of his mask and teasingly kissed against his mouth grate while working your way into his lap. 

Obviously you didn’t care what he looked like- you knew how he made you feel and nothing could change that. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered breathlessly in his ear, “Take it off, I wanna see the pleasure on your face when I ride you”. 

Holy shit- Vader groaned as a bead of precum dribbled out his stiff member- yea, the helmet was coming off.

At this point, he would do anything you asked as long as it meant you’d stay here. 

He reached for his mask, pulled it off, and set it on the table next to the other half. His eyes squinted and he blinked, adjusting to the light before you came into his vision. Maybe you were a little blurrier than before due to the damages done to his eyes during his accident on Mustafar, but at least you were in a color other than red.

He didn’t expect your hair to be the color it was, but it suited you. He could see details on you that he never noticed before- it was like he was looking at you for the first time all over again. 

He remembered when he first met you and there was immediate attraction- he really didn’t think you’d want him again after the first time the two of you were intimate, but thankfully he was wrong. 

“Beautiful” he said with his natural raspy voice as his gloved hands ran up and down your sides. 

You gave him a small smile (shyer than usual) and placed a gentle hand on the side of his scarred face. 

Something stirred inside of you that wasn’t the usual lust for him- what was it? Was it sympathy? Or Pity?

You could have guessed that his face was as scared as the rest of what you had seen, but you weren't prepared to see every emotion on his face. 

His eyes held years of sadness and regret but yet, they still had determination and passion. He looked tired; not just physically, but mentally as well. 

As you scanned his face, you began to rub his cheek with your thumb, making the man under you lean into your touch with a gentleness you never would have associated with the mighty Lord Vader. 

Your thoughts were cut short when he ran a hand up your exposed thigh and squeezed. 

“It is terrible is it not?” he asked, a new tone littering his voice. 

You shook your head and guided him into a deep kiss. 

“No, my lord. It is not” 

His eyes flashed a light blue for a split second before fading back to yellow as he furrowed his brow in determination before pulling you impossibly closer to him. He began littering your neck with deep kisses and light bites while you gasped at the sensation. 

Your noises only encouraged him more as he rutted his painfully hard length against your clothed core. The lace of your panties created sensational friction for him, but it wasn’t enough. He quickly pulled them to the side and ran his thick head against your folds, making your body shudder in his firm grasp. 

“Tell me how much you want it” he managed slowly through kisses. 

You pulled back to look into his yellow eyes for a moment, “My Lord, I need it” you stated. 

That was it- Vader couldn’t wait any longer, he ripped your panties off of you and easily lifted you up. Soon he had your entrance lined up with his blushing tip. He lifted his hips and sunk you down on his cock; you were so tight, so warm…

You could feel his dick twitching inside of you as he allowed you to adjust to his size before you began to lift yourself up and down.

The pace was slow and deep as his hands ran up and down your back until they rested on your sides as he began setting his own pace. He lifted you up and down on himself at a brutal speed as he began to buck his hips. 

“M-Maker” you stuttered as you gripped onto his broad, armor clad shoulder for some semblance of stability as your legs began to go numb. 

Vader’s grunts and groans were becoming louder as his pace became erratic. He hooked his hands beneath your thighs and stood before you felt your back press against the cold wall as he continued to bury himself into your velvety folds. 

You felt your orgasm approaching as you clawed at his cape and squealed his name; with a particularly hard thrust, the coil in your stomach snapped and your walls spasmed around his thick length.

Stars flooded your vision as you rested your cheek on his shoulder, whimpering in overstimulation as the sith chased his own high. 

You fluttered so nicely around him and he knew he was done for; his heavy balls began to draw up as they prepared to empty themselves. With another forceful thrust, the sith felt his climax wash over him- warm, thick ropes of cum painted your insides as his whole body shook with pleasure. 

He groaned and tossed his head back as the aftershocks wracked through him; dick still twitching and sensitive inside of you. 

Without another word, you weakly picked your head up and brushed his cheek gently, attracting his attention to your fucked out state. 

You drew him into a long, deep kiss- not rushed, not desperate, but sweet…

When you finished, he slowly unsheathed himself from your warmth- both of you groaned in overstimulation. He set you back down, but kept a strong arm around you as if you were some delicate flower. 

“Well..” you said with an exhausted sigh. 

He hummed in interest. 

“I’d say that everything’s working” you sleepily smiled as you reached for your underwear. 

Vader was at a loss for words, so instead he just agreed, “So it seems”.

You were about to redress yourself when some of the sith’s cum dribbled down your leg; Vader reached to grab you something to clean it up with but before he could, you scooped it up with two fingers. Making intense eye contact with the man, you licked it off of your fingers�� 

Vader felt his dick pulse again and his chest tightened… what the fuck were you doing to him?

“I’ll have to come back and check on your hardware again soon” you said as you fastened your trousers and grabbed your holopad. 

“Please do,” he said. 

You smirked and turned to the door without another word (much to his disappointment)

Vader ran an entire empire and faced many powerful adversaries but nothing could make him fall to his knees faster than his favorite inspector. 

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a/n: hope u guys enjoyed :) now back to normally scheduled programing

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Allow me// ch 19

Vader x Reader

a/n: hiii, ok soo I do have a plan for the rest of allow me now hehe- I'm not sure abt my upcoming posting schedule cause i'm doing alot of traveling for school... but i will keep u posted :) thanks for everything guys!

Rumors are never good.

warnings: cursing, attempted sexual assult (nothing happens), creepy admiral, anxiety?

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The soft rasp of Vader’s breathing comforted you as you nuzzled into his side; one of his metallic arms holding you close as the other rested on his chest. 

This was perfect- it was all Vader better than Vader could have ever imagined…and yet he couldn’t stop the nagging thoughts in the back of his mind. 

How was it that any time he was truly happy, there was always a threat that could take it all away? 

He was just glad that he hadn’t had any premonitions about your death as he had for others in the past- but who was to say it wasn’t coming? 

He tried to shift his attention to the now. 

You were here and that’s all that mattered. 

You lightly drew random shapes on his chest while occasionally pressing tender kisses to his side. 

“What is on your mind?” you whispered softly as you rested your hand on his chest. 

Vader’s eye twitched- he knew you were just asking as you normally did, but he felt bad about lying. 

“Nothing, my dear… nothing you need to worry about” 

You sleepily giggled before pulling yourself closer to him, “you always say that, V”. 

The man next to you dawned a sleepy smile, “yes and everytime I say it, I mean it. You need not worry, my love”. 

You dramatically sighed before placing the back of your palm to your forehead, “I mustn't worry but yet I cannot quell the anxieties brewing deep within”. 

“Now you’re just being difficult” Vader chuckled before rolling himself over so that he was above you. 

You looked at him with bright, endearing eyes before softly caressing his scarred cheek, “you love it”. 

He exhaled through his nose and leaned down for a soft kiss before rolling over onto his back; he stayed still for a moment, making you look over. 

Once he felt your gaze on his profile he turned his head towards you and smiled, “Yea… I do”. 

You felt your cheeks blush- this was so stupid… you were not supposed to be feeling like a giddy school girl with a sappy crush. You smiled back at him before cozying up to him once again as a yawn escaped you. 

“Are you tired, my dear?” Vader asked, brushing a few loose strands of your hair out of the way with his robotic digits. 

You closed your eyes and nodded before Vader felt your grip around him loosen as exhaustion took you over. He kissed your head before motioning the lights off and closing his own eyes. 

He attempted to drift off as quickly as you did, but soon his thoughts came barging back in. He couldn’t let anything happen to you; he would plan in the morning. 

He laid awake in anxious silence for a moment before sleep was finally granted to him. 

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Today was a long day, there was an influx of troopers onboard due to new assignments and position changes. Thankfully, you didn’t have to deal with any new command shifts since you reported directly to Vader. 

You began to make your way back to your room when you were stopped by some new troopers. Of course you couldn’t see their faces but some of their armor seemed a bit more scuffed than what was usually permitted around here. 

“Is this the one the others were talking about?” 

“Yea, I think so- she fits the description” 

You narrowed your eyes at their comments- they were speaking as if you weren't right in front of them. 

“Excuse me? Can I help you?” you asked rather uneasy. 

One of them stifled a laugh as the other elbowed him in the side. 

“This is who everyone is worried about?” 

What were they talking about?

“Hah, she’s nothing without Vader behind her” one of them said. 

Oh. 

“Come on, let's go. We’ve got nothing to worry about- the others made it sound like she was as intimidating as Lord Vader or something” the other scoffed. 

You furrowed your brow and were about to protest, “Hey, Wha-” 

One of the troopers puffed out his chest and jolted at you, making you unconsciously step back with a gasp. 

“That's what I thought,” he said in a low tone. 

“They weren’t wrong about her looks though- she’s pretty, especially when she’s scared.”

“No wonder Lord Vader wants her all to himself” 

“What a sell out”: you finally heard as they turned a corner down the hall. 

You froze for a moment trying to process all that they said. 

Worried about? Do the troopers think that you’re a threat? Or just because Vader is “in your corner”?

After everything, people still think you slept your way to the top.

You hadn’t heard that rumor in a while, but those troopers were obviously new around here and that rumor was still in circulation. For a brief moment you contemplated telling Vader, but that would probably only fuel the rumor. 

For now, best to just move on with your day and hope it doesn't become a bigger issue. 

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After your time together the other night, Vader had been visiting your room much more often than before. And with Palpatine somewhere across the galaxy with some obscure task, Vader didn’t have to hide his feelings. 

It was so stupid really, that he had to hide his emotions when Palpatine was near- just like he used to have to hide Padme from the jedi council.

As he drew upon the comparisons to the council and Palpatine, he began to see more and more similarities.

He was tired of it. 

But now, in this instant, none of that really mattered because he had you in his arms. 

The rasp of Vader’s breaths had become your lullaby as you cuddled up to him with a smile. It didn’t matter what the troopers said, what mattered was that he did love you. 

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A few days of more snide comments went by and you became increasingly tired of the whole ordeal, though you still hadn’t mentioned it to Vader. 

Today, you were particularly stuck in your head about it all.

Did anyone even know how close you and Vader really were?

Did they know that he genuinely cared for you? Or did you just look like a boot-licking fool who followed him around? 

If these troopers only knew how intimately involved the two of you were….

You were finally doing some tasks that were out of the underbelly of the ship; you could see the stars outside as the ship drifted. The panel of wires in front of you would have seemed daunting to a normal person, but to you it just looked like fun. You weaved your fingers through the different colored lines until you found the one that was severed. 

Ah-ha!

You were so caught up in your work, you barely registered the sliding door opening behind you. When you realized, you glanced back to see an admiral and two troopers enter the room. With a shy smile, you nodded to the men. 

The admiral scoffed at you and the troopers exchanged looks. 

Ok, so that's how it was going to be. 

“I’ll be out soon, i’m almost finished here, gentlemen” you said blankly before turning back to the panel. 

You could feel their burning gazes boring into your back; quite uncomfortable. 

In a moment of distraction you accidentally touched an open fuse and shocked yourself. You inhaled sharply and withdrew your hand with a hiss. 

You heard the men pass a few comments before you decided you had had enough; you turned to the three with a fierce look, “What is your problem?”. 

The admiral looked at the troopers before taking a few steps in your direction, around the large table in the center of the room. 

“Our problem?” 

Before you could answer he spoke again. 

“For one, you went from a nobody to Lord Vader’s personal concubine- don’t think people don’t know what the two of you do.” 

Your eyes widened and you felt your anger bubbling inside of you. How dare he? You stood as he stalked closer; your hands clenching at your sides. 

“Two, just because you have a pretty face doesn’t make you competent- you obviously lack the skills for your position but Lord Vader keeps you around for his own desires…” 

The admiral was now right in front of you. 

“Three…” 

You slapped the Admiral in the face in a bout of pent up rage. He held his face in shock as the troopers behind him gripped their blasters in expectance. 

“I can see why Vader likes you, pretty and feisty… too bad you’re just a talentless slut” he said before quickly grabbing your arm and twisting it behind your back as you struggled. 

“Why did you even come in here?!” you questioned as he shoved you over the large round table in front of you. 

“Well I was here for a meeting but it got delayed. When I realized who was doing maintenance in the conference room, I wanted to see the little imperial slut for myself- see if she was really all that” he snarled as he leaned over you. 

You kicked and struggled as he brushed back his hair with a gloved hand. 

The storm troopers stood by the door as the man hovered over you menacingly. Tears began to prick at your eyes; he was much stronger than you.

What had you done for people to hate you so? You had done nothing but your job…

The admiral began to reach for his trouser’s zipper when you heard the whirr of the sliding door open and a wave of familiarity flooded your senses. 

He was here. 

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A/N: V is about to crash tf out... umm yea.

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[weixuldo]

also had an idea abt pegging sam monroe for the first time :0 so also lmk thoughts... breh not me typoing the prompt

[weixuldo]

Holy- I just found a snippet of a one shot that i apparently never published/finished. Reader is a medical inspector and one time they hooked up w vader but it was a "one time thing". Now months later theyre back to inspect him again and well...

"Vader sucked in a harsh breath as the cool air blew past his exposed thighs- it wasn’t often that he felt shifts in temperature so moments like this were all the more memorable for the Sith. 

He hissed as your warm palms slowly ran up his scarred thighs until they reached the top band of his underwear. The coil in his stomach tightened with every movement you made; He swore that he wouldn’t last if he really observed your methodical moves- you were already so pretty, but when you were on your knees for him like this- you might just be the most alluring being in the entire galaxy. 

Vader ran an entire empire and faced many powerful adversaries but nothing could make him crumble faster than his favorite inspector." 

lmk if u want me to finish it lol

[weixuldo]

Question

[weixuldo]

So I’ve been thinking abt something with Vader and the song angel by massive attack… so the slow beginning of the song plays as reader walks in to vaders bacta room and they both watch eachother. Until Vader drains the tank- when the drums kick in is when Vader begins to dawn his limbs and pull out the tubes from the tank (on beat) then as the climax builds he walks towards reader- they make out then eventually fuck as the climax of the song hits and as it resolves, they come down from their highs. Idk lmk if that sounds interesting to u cause the scene in my head is insanely hot

I just don’t know how to properly get the picture I have in my head across, but I’ve been thinking abt this shit for weeks… but tbh I don’t usually like song fics but the idea is so hot to me for some reason 😩 If anyone knows how to write a song fic w out being cheesy pls lmk

[weixuldo]

Allow me// ch 18

a/n: ok pooks- I have obviously not written in a hot min so im so so sorry if my style and writing are not as good as they once were :( I hope you still enjoy but ik how badly written fics can impact hte experience so i hope it hasn't gone too downhill lol- ive also just been speaking german for like 3 months so that also isnt helping my already bad grammar

Desire is just within reach.

warnings: Smex, cursing?, Vaders big-scarred dick, body worship, afb!reader, mention of pussy lol, p in v, oral (m recieving), fingering

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You shivered at the cool tile under your feet once you got out of the shower. The bathroom was foggy with soothing steam as you dried off. 

Today was long and you were feeling a little tense after the odd interaction with Vader earlier. Thankfully you were able to push that thought to the back of your mind once you felt the warm water cascade down your tired body. 

Once you were finished drying off, you walked to your room and dawned one of the silk nightgowns Vader has (secretly) gifted you. It was sage green with soft lace along the bottom hem and low halter neckline. 

You sat down on your bed and brushed your hair as you hummed a soft melody that was stuck in your head. 

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Vader’s new found determination and willpower coursed through his veins as he signaled for his bath to be drained.

The cooling liquid slowly drained as he hung over the platform, waiting for his legs to be lifted to his ports. 

He hadn’t felt so self assured since his last days as Anakin…

So he took in every moment he could- he felt powerful… worthy. 

Once his limbs were all attached, he flexed his hands and arms to check everything was in place. His bionic appendages attached to his body seamlessly- nothing felt excruciating today. 

His body felt different, for the first time in a long time it felt like it was his once more.

Like he was in control. 

He was dizzy with adrenaline- he wanted to take his X wing and go find Palpatine at that very moment. But he couldn’t, he needed to think about this, he needed a plan. 

Was this all eventually going to happen? Would he have found himself again eventually? Or were you the catalyst?

You.

You with your wit and bright eyes. You with your tender touch and lovely soul. 

His muse. 

You were his reason to live. 

Soon his determination was diverged from its original path of destruction- now, what he needed was something he could have. 

Something within reach.

He tensed and looked down to see his usually dormant member proudly erect and throbbing with desire. 

His yellow eyes widened- he wasn’t even sure it could get that hard anymore. He worried if he touched it, he would come undone on the spot- but he couldn’t help himself. 

Reluctantly he wrapped his cool digits around the pale and scarred shaft- he sucked in a sharp breath from the cold sensation before giving himself two long pumps. 

He groaned and his metal knees shivered. It felt good- so good, but not enough.

He needed warmth…

He needed you. 

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You yawned as you finished reading over your schedule for tomorrow getting ready for bed. 

As you were about to pull back your sheets, you felt a compelling force exerting pressure on your chest- a shiver ran down your spine as you felt overwhelmed with a new (but good) sensation. 

Suddenly you heard the oh so familiar sound by your door… that breathing.

Vader was here. 

Before you knew it, you had moved towards the door and opened it in anticipation. 

In front of you stood Darth Vader, but not in his normally composed state- instead, he seemed a bit disheveled; his armor was askew, his breathing was ragged, and his cloak wasn’t quite fastened correctly. 

Your first instinct was to ask what was wrong, but before you could, Vader stepped into your room and slid the door shut with a simple movement of his fingers. 

“V, I didn’t expect to see you tonight” you said in surprise as he stood in the entry to your room. 

Without words he advanced towards you and the sensation in your chest grew.

Was it his doing? Or simply a side effect of his domineering aura. 

“I…” he began, his mechanical voice sounding as if it had dropped an octave (if that was even possible). 

“Have been thinking about you” he finished as he gently brushed your exposed shoulder with one of his gloved hands. 

You closed your eyes and whimpered at the cool sensation of the leather before opening them again to see your lover’s masked face peering down at you from his lofty height. 

“H-have you?” you squeaked out as he ran his hand up your shoulder, over your collarbone, and finally resting on the side of your neck. 

The sensation…the pressure was becoming all too much- you felt your desire pooling underneath your nightgown.

You knew he was a bold man, but when it came to you, he usually seemed to like for you to set the pace during these sort of endeavors.

Not that you minded, this. 

It made everything all the more exciting as your anticipation for his next moves grew (much like the bulge under his codpiece). 

You leaned into his touch and he ghosted his thumb over your plump lips before gently positioning his gloved hand around your neck as if he were going to choke you. 

Instinctively you grasped his forearm, the strong metal under the glove, fixed under your touch. 

“Vader” you breathed out before running your hands down his torso. 

He choked back a moan from the sensation of your fingernails running down his chest. Without another word he lifted you onto your bed and positioned himself between your legs. 

His strong hands traversed your body as he gripped onto your soft flesh; he desperately wished he could feel your skin, your warmth. 

“Vader, what’s gotten into you?” you asked, trying not to sound like you weren’t practically on the verge of ripping his codpiece off. 

He continued kneading your breasts through the thin fabric as he lowered his helmet to your ear, “I need to feel you- we’ve waited long enough…” he whispered. 

You put your hands delicately on the sides of his mask to bring him up to your face. Vader felt his heart racing as he looked into your big beautiful eyes, your lashes batting as you waited for his next words. 

“I need you,” he admitted breathlessly. 

Without a second thought you looked behind the large man and flipped on the switch that pressurized your room. 

“Then have me” you responded.

Vader groaned behind his mask before shoving up the bottom of your gown so that your red lacy panties were on full display for him. His cock throbbed at the sight- the color was the same color as his lightsaber, he had them custom made for you and set them in your drawer a while back. 

He didn’t know if you ever actually wore them, but now he made a mental note to get more designed. 

“Let me see you” 

Your voice brought him back to you and without any hesitation he obliged, allowing you to take off his helmet. He was about to lean himself back over you but you pressed a hand against his chest. 

“What’s the matter?” he asked, his unmodulated voice a bit raspy. 

“All of you” you said, unclasping this cape and removing his armor. 

Again, he allowed you to remove whatever you wanted until he was down to just his robes. 

He softly laid you back down onto your bed with labored breaths as you guided him on top of you. His exposed silver digits made you gasp as they sunk into your sides. Vader softly planted his scarred lips on your stomach before slowly making his way towards your neck. 

The juxtaposition of his cool touch and warm mouth made you dizzy. His kisses to your neck became deeper and you began to think that they might leave marks. 

You clawed at the robes on his back as he nibbled at your earlobe. 

“You are mine” he declared in his true voice. 

“I am” you confirmed before pulling him in for a kiss. 

Your tongue explored his mouth as his hands explored your body more. 

Vader felt like he could burst at any second, but he needed to keep himself under wraps a bit longer. 

It had been quite a long time since the sith had done anything this explicit. It wasn’t that he forgot how to, it was more so he wasn’t quite sure if what he would normally have done would still feel good. 

Despite the doubt, he opted to test it out. 

Cautiously, he pushed himself back up and slowly drew his fingers down between your legs. His intense eyes never left yours as he pulled your panties off and experimentally swiped a finger over your clit. Your face scrunched at the sudden feeling before he inserted a digit into your warmth. 

You gasped and he added another.

His fingers reached further, making you cling on to his shoulders with a gasp. 

He felt a spurt of precum shoot out of his dick at your reaction. 

“Oh dont stop” you moaned as he began to touch your breasts with his free hand. 

In your ecstasy driven state, you quickly attempted to pull his robes off (not quite understanding how they were tied). After a few attempts, Vader understood what you wanted- it was then, and only then- that he paused. 

He withdrew his digits garnering a whine from you before he stood to his full height with a furrowed brow. He hadn’t shown all of himself to you yet, you had seen his body and the damages he had withstood, but you had never seen his whole body.

He had never shown himself willingly to anyone since his accident. 

Insecurities began slipping back into his mind- what if you were appalled, what if you didn’t want him like that anymore-

Vader was drawn back to you once more as your hands found his hips. He looked down to see you on your knees, staring up at him through thick lashes. 

Maker. 

What he wouldn’t do for you. 

“It’s ok V” 

Your assurance comforted him enough to begin removing his robes. As each layer came off, the more you wanted him.  

The texture of his damaged skin may have deterred others, but you saw him as a masterpiece. Every burn, every scar, every ridge told his story. 

Soon he was down to only his underwear, making it hard for you not to shamelessly stare at his member straining against the thin fabric.

You busied yourself by running your hands along his taught muscles- all that time lugging around that monstrous suit definitely strengthened the body he had left. 

His muscles bulged as he crawled back on top of you slowly pressing his clothed erection between your legs with a groan. He dragged his length up your pussy and bathed in the sensation of your wetness dampening his underwear.

It wasn’t often he could actually feel something. 

Especially something so magnificent. 

He moaned softly into your ear as you locked your legs around his waist, rutting his cock against your sensitive bud. His eyes were shut in bliss as you rocked him back and forth against your core. 

That was until he felt your hand slip under his waistband. 

With a choked cry Vader’s yellow eyes shot open as you gave him a few slow pumps. 

“shit“ he cursed as his arms wavered. 

“That’s it, let me please you” your voice rang in his ear. 

No longer were insecurities surrounding his mind- you were taking charge.

You wanted him. 

You guided him onto the bed and began to pull his briefs down his legs until you successfully discarded them onto the floor with all of his other garments. 

Now. 

Here he was. The mighty Darth Vader. In all of his glory- his pale member standing proudly. 

Just for you. 

The sight alone was enough to get you there. 

You raked your nails gently down his stomach, over his ports, and finally rested at the base of his dick. 

He was heavy and quite stiff. You took a moment to look him over; he was big (of course he was), there were veins running up the sides with a rather prominent one running from the left side to the tip. As for the head, it was puffy and angrily red (yearning for release no doubt).

Just like the rest of his body, his member was littered with old burn scars. 

Vader was about to apologize for the sight, but before he had the chance, you had him half way down your throat. 

The sith shuddered beneath you as his hips unintentionally bucked up at the sensation. You groaned as you tried to take more of him; the vibrations of your noises made him see stars. It was when you reached a sneaky hand around to cup his heavy balls that he knew he was done for. 

He let out the most pornographic moan you had ever heard before pulling you off of him and switching positions so that you were under him once more. 

You wiped your mouth before he plunged his lips against yours and gripped his length with his right hand. Breathlessly he rested his forehead against yours as you cupped his face with your hands. 

“Are you alright Vader?” you asked as you noticed he was wheezing a bit. 

He nodded before shutting his eyes for a moment. Quickly, Vader called upon the force to assist him in temporarily regulating his breathing so that he could finish- he was almost there. 

“I want to be inside of you” he managed through ragged breaths. 

You nodded vigorously before wrapping your arms around his neck, bracing yourself for his length. 

In one swift motion he pushed himself into your aching cunt with an exasperated sigh.

Holy shit, you were tight. Your gummy walls sucked him right in and he swore that you were made for him. 

“Oh Maker, y/n. Your pussy is going to make me cum” Vader grunted as he slammed his hips into yours. 

Never had you heard him talk so vulgarly…

Pussy? You expected him to say anything but that. For some deranged reason, his words only turned you on more. Soon you were meeting his thrusts with your own as he hit all the right spots. 

“Say it louder” you demanded, pulling him impossibly closer. 

“Maker, your pussy was made of me- I'm gonna- I’m cumming! I’m-” he babbled as he feverishly slammed his aching cock into you before releasing a primal cry. 

Soon his warm seed flooded your insides as you felt your own climax wash over you like a tsunami. Your legs shook around his waist as your walls clamped down on him, begging for every last drop. 

Vader’s hips stuttered as his bionic legs began to tremble before he collapsed on top of you with a sigh. You gasped as his length was pushed back deep inside of you, before soothingly running your hands up and down his broad back, helping him come down from his high. 

Once the debilitating sensation passed, you coaxed him off of you and helped him lie down on the bed beside you. He whined as you pulled yourself off of his spent dick- it twitched and pulsed as the cool bedroom air hit it after being in your warmth for so long. 

You handed Vader one of the extra oxygen tubes you kept in your room for him before he reached for his cape to clean you off with. 

“You are so beautiful” he whispered, looking at you with his magnificent blue eyes. 

You sleepily smiled and caressed his cheek, “and so are you, my love”.

Vader felt his heart swell and his expression soften as he found his place next to you; blue eyes mapping your features as if he would never see you again. 

This is all he ever wanted. 

And he would protect you with his life. 

***

a/n: okiiii soooo yea, idk- bro wasn’t gonna last long 😔- hope it was good! thx for reading :)

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[weixuldo]

sooo im getting way to carried away with the next allow me chapter haha- hopefully u guys enjoy and i hope my smex scenes are still interesting to read (if that lets u know anything abt the upcoming chapter)

[weixuldo]

I can't wait for the next part of "Allow me" 🙏

It’s finally up 🤭

[weixuldo]

Allow me// ch 17

a/n: sooo little life update- I'm currently in Germany doing a study abroad and honestly kinda depressed again but for some reason I've been feeling like returning to my stories. But I am So sorry that I have not been constant or even reliable with my activity here :( I hope you are all doing well though!!

After Palpatine's threats, Vader contemplates

warnings: angst, cursing?, implied abuse, mention of arousal

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Vader never paid much attention to the constant sound of his heavy respirator but as he stomped down the dark corridor, all he could hear was his ragged breaths.

He felt suffocated; like he would collapse any minute if he didn’t get a hold of his emotions. 

Once he reached his meditation room he hastily punched in the security code and stumbled through the thick metal doors.

He crashed into the side of his chamber and braced himself on the cool metal (not that he could feel it) and focused on his breathing. Anger coursed through his veins but he needed to keep a wrap on it before Palpatine could collect any more information than he already had.  

He felt sick… genuinely sick- he could feel the bile rising in the back of his damaged throat- his master-

No.

Palpatine.

Dared to threaten you.

Vader would protect you at all costs. After all, you were the only thing that mattered to him anymore; fuck controling the galaxy if it meant he couldn’t have you.

That wasn’t the issue here; the issue was that the man he had been beholden to for decades still felt the sadistic urges to manipulate him.

After all of these years? After all he had done for him…

But what was making him truly ill was the fact that Palpatine knew about you… he had known; maker, how long had he known?

Vader knew the emperor was great at the long game and usually was several steps ahead. Does that mean he already had a plan in action? Was Vader just playing into his horrid hand?

And even so… even though he was warned, was he even strong enough to protect you?

He weakly trudged into the chamber and dropped into his chair as the walls around him closed. The sphere of metal pressurized and he sighed as his helmet was removed. He was finally feeling a little less constrained. 

For a moment he just sat there with his eyes shut as he watched the swirls of color dance around the backs of his eyelids. He cannot let you know about Palpatine’s threat because if you knew, Palpatine would be able to sense it right away.  

As of now, all Vader needed to do was store that information deep in the back of his mind and attempt to act normal- you may not be able to hold the knowledge, but he could.

Years of pent up anger, sadness, and frustration had conditioned him for this exact thing. 

He leaned back into his chair and focused on his breathing; he just needed to get out of crisis mode; he had fallen victim to his anxieties far too many times in the past and he was never victorious. 

This time had to be different.

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You tinkered with one of the light panels in the corridor that had burnt out yesterday as you thought about last night. Vader’s confession…

He loved you.

He loved YOU. 

Your heart nearly felt like it would burst- never in your life did you think that anyone, much less a Mighty Sith lord would feel that way for you. You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even remember if you said it back! Haha, knowing Vader, you must have or else he would have been overthinking all night. 

All night….

Another memory stirred in your mind; who was outside your door? Why did their signature feel so disgustingly unnerving? And more importantly, what did Vader mean by “handle it”?

You shook the thoughts away- your faith rested in the man you had grown comfortable with.

The man you loved. 

Once you finished the light, you went back to the hangar on Vader’s side of the ship to continue a project he had given you a while back; an old ship from the days of the clone wars. It was something you could tinker with and it gave you a something to attend to when you had free time. 

Currently you were working on the interior of the ship; one of the first things you did was gut the inside and begin to rework the wires to update the “past its prime” ship.

Generally these types were very reliable and could last a long time if maintained well, the decorative parts and insides were just a bit dated. 

You had been rewiring the hyperspace jumper when you felt a familiar presence entering the hanger. With a smile you subconsciously brushed your fallen strands of hair behind your ears and awaited Vader’s arrival. 

A few minutes had passed and he still didn’t come into the ship and you grew curious. Once you exited the ship, you found your lover hunched over his work bench on the other side of the hanger, fiddling with the trigger mechanisms that moved his robotic digits. 

“V?” you called softly, making his back stiffen abruptly. 

He had been so caught up in his own head that he hadn’t even picked up on your signature.

Shit. You’re going to know something’s wrong. 

“I apologize my dear, I have been terribly busy all day- I didn’t notice you were here as well” he delivered in his usual monotone voice. 

���That’s alright” you breathed out with a laugh, “was your day good though?”.

Vader felt the nerves under his right eye twitch; no, it was not good- Palpatine had known about you and was planning something but he could not tell you because that would only put you in more danger. But at the same time he felt so guilty lying to you. 

“It was adequate,” he said shortly, making your smile falter a little. 

Best not to pry. 

“What happened to your arm?” you asked, peering over his large frame. 

He thought about what to say- he definitely couldn’t tell you that in a fit of rage and frustration he may have destroyed a few practice droids with his hands after meditating didn’t calm for his overwhelming emotions. 

“Nothing bad, the gears were getting stuck and giving me a hard time”. 

“Aww, well you should have some time for a bacta soak tonight, right?” you suggested, before grabbing some of your wire cutters. 

“Yes, that should help” he agreed as he tested his work by flexing his hand. 

After a few more awkward moments of silence Vader put his glove back on and abruptly left the hangar; leaving you confused and a bit worried. 

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Vader allowed his mind to go blank as he was submerged in the warm healing fluid; not all of his wounds had healed so the liquid felt comforting on his scarred skin. 

He tried to allow himself the grace to decompress and not worry about Palpatine’s possible plans or motives. 

Think of nothing. 

Think of nothing…

He told himself, though it was proving a more difficult task than he previously thought.

He thrashed in frustration as he felt his rage bubbling beneath his skin.

What was he thinking?

He was-

No.

is, the chosen one. 

That, he knows, hasn’t changed.

How was it that he was allowing some decrepit old man to dictate his every move? Sure he had succumbed to him in the past, but he was weak then. He didn’t see Palpatine for who he truly was- he had been brainwashed. In his fear all those years ago, he allowed the older man to take control of his mind, his body, and his life. 

As Vader reflected on the events of the past he realized just how far he and his master had drifted. In the early days Palpatine would have never (or at least he thought) have ripped him limb from limb, toss him back onto the shores of Mustafar to relive his trauma.

Palpatine would not have denied him a partner- he had already known about Padme when he asked Vder to join him. 

Palpatine would not have threatened the one he loves. 

As if the force was a biotic creature, it surrounded Vader with its all demanding presence as he felt it surge through his veins. Like an old companion it held him tight, entering all of his senses and flooding over him in a wave of ecstasy and relief.

What was this feeling?

His eyes stayed shut and he couldn’t seem to open them as colors began swelling in the darkness. It was almost as if he was traveling through hyperspace in his x-wing. A feeling of complete stillness and contempt washed over him in beautiful waves until he began to see visions of you. 

Your smile, your laugh, your determination. 

His visions became more and more realistic as he willed himself harder to make you appear as real as possible. 

In the midst of all of these sensations, a new one stirred. 

Of course, he was aroused when you and him would become more intimate than normal- but that was never really his most dedicated nature. Instead those times were clouded by his self consciousness and anxieties. 

But this. 

This was different. 

The force pulsed through every inch on his broken body and in that moment he knew what he had to do. No matter if it succeeded or failed, he could no longer live as a slave to the system. No longer could he be a slave to Palpatine. 

He felt empowered. 

Strong. 

Unstoppable. 

Completely and utterly ravenous. 

***

a/n: thanks for sticking around if you have haha- ik its been like a year, but sometimes life gets in the way :/ i'm honeslty not really sure if ill have a consistent update schedule or not, but either way, thx again

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[weixuldo]

Hi, I just wanted to mention that I love your work and ask if you're gonna update "Allow me" again because only now did I figure out how to turn on dates on posts and realized the last time it got updated was at start of the year.

RIP ITS BEEN SO LONG

im sorry to all the allow me fiends- I slacked tf off and got hella busy 😔

But the story might just be making a lethal comeback if ppl still want it👀

[weixuldo]

None of your links work now 💀

RIP K FIXED IT IM SORRY

[weixuldo]

I’m sorry I have been gone for like ever- I was interning in Tokyo then had a busy semester and now am studying in Germany 😭😭 but being over here has made me miss writing and I’m tempted to pick up allow me again- is that something anyone would still be interested in? Sorry ik it’s been like a year lmfao but ty for still being here :)

[weixuldo]

Ok nvm we’re so back

[weixuldo]

Bro y do my links not work 😭 it’s also not letting em edit anything

[weixuldo]

the way he's wearing those jedi robes with the built of vader... i'm gonna be sick

[weixuldo]

Ok my fucking school has been without power since last Thursday because of hurricane Helene- WHEN WILL IT END 😻🗣️😭🥲