Padawan Luke And Leia AU 👼🏼👼🏻

Anakin Skywalker NFSW Alphabet

Warnings: AFAB Reader, Ya’ll already know, its all smut. There is probibly a shit ton of typos, sorry! 

A/N: I’m attempting to do one of these for all my fav SW characters, this week is Ani! 

Z=zzz (how fast they fall asleep) Anakin falls asleep fairly quickly but he always tries to fight it off until he’s sure you’re asleep!

A=Aftercare (what they are like after sex) It doesn’t matter if the sex you had just had was rough or tender, that man is clinging to you and peppering your face in kisses the moment you can both breath normally again! It’s like the only thing he’s capable of saying are praises. He tells you how good you were for him and how beautiful you are as he strokes his fingertips up and down your arms, lulling you into serene peace. 

B=Body part (their favorite body part of their partner and themself) It’s hard for Anakin to pick just one body part of his. He’s built like a Greek Adonis and he knows it! But when it comes down to choosing, he would say his arms. Ani has spent years training and building up every inch of his body, and every time he catches a glimpse of his chiseled physique in the mirror, he’s reminded of all his hard work! His strong arms also make it very easy to pick you up OR keep you pinned down. As for his favorite body part of yours, well…Anakin’s an ass man! Why? CAUSE WHY NOT?!?! Booty is soft, booty is round, booty is squishy, booty will jiggle when slapped. Booty.

C=Cum (anything to do with baby juice cum) Lets just say that Anakin likes to…see his handy work. The sight of you covered in his cum after a session is enough to get him ready to go almost immediately! He’s not too picky about here he finishes, on your thighs, ass, tits. But seeing his cum on your face, dripping down your chin and landing on your breasts? That always does it for him. 

D= Dirty secret (a lil’ secret of theirs) He would love to see the more dominant side of you in the bedroom! It  happens every now and again, but that boy REALLY wants to see you in charge! What he wouldn’t give to be tied to the bed and at your mercy! His praise kink (touched on later) also comes (hehe) into play here! He really just wants to be a good boy for a change, but he’s a bit too embarrassed to ask just yet. 

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That’s one way to look at it I suppose. 

It’s the only way to look at it. 

🪄 — Anakin Skywalker.

— PROMPT: 🪄 “I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.” — request with this prompt list!

— CW: 18+!, smut, dirty talk, slapping, dom!Anakin, mean!Anakin, dacryphilia, brief mention of breeding kink.

— A/N: I'm so sorry Anon, I accidentally posted the request before it was ready and I had to delete it :(. I am an idiot. I hope you like it! I've been feeling super burnout lately so I hope this is good!

Anakin was supposed to only be your bodyguard. Yet, somehow he ended up being your lover.

His burning passion was contagious and more often than not, you craved his presence more than anything else in the planet. Anakin was addictive, his love was like an aphrodisiac that will ignite every cell in your body and his touch was soft as silk and strong as durasteel. Saying Anakin was an sight for sore eyes was definitely an understatement; The bastard was beautiful, tall, carrying an extravagant air with him and making his presence known at all times.

But his personality... sometimes leaves too much to be desired.

Anakin is more of a taker. He is demanding, hotheaded and quite stubborn. The only thing comparable to his beauty was his possessiveness and urgency for you. He carries a casual domination with every step, always keeping a hand on the small of your back, guiding you with his hand around your arm, lingering touches on the exposed skin of your shoulders, brushing hairs away from your face, too many eye contact...

Oh Maker- the eye contact.

Those deep, blue irises that praise the ability to communicate what words can't, devouring you with a single look and undressing you with a simple gaze.

Those same ocean eyes, blown out, dripping with desire stare at you from above, while he keeps the same hand that under the sun is protective and gentle, but under the moon is rough and authoritative around your neck, keeping you pinned down to the large bed of your luxurious chambers.

You were aware of the loud noises coming from your room, whoever was awake at this hours wandering around the Palace would hear your desperate moans and Anakin's animalistic growls, the incessant skin to skin slap and his filthy, condescending talk.

His gloves hand grips your hip with brutal force you had only imagined in battlefield, maintaining your ass in the air while he pushes your face against the fluffy pillows, promptly forcing you into a painful bu pleasurable position.

"What was that?" Anakin asks with a smug smirk, stopping his thrust. The lack of movements makes you whine with disappointment, urging your own hips backwards seeking for more friction, any movement, anything, really. "Stay still." He then warns you, swatting your ass.

"Anakin- " You whine, closing your eyes and feeling your brain melting into a pitiful mush. "Don't stop!" It was supposed to be a request but the frustration that come with it makes it sound more like an order.

Which earns you another slap this time harder than the first one. "Don't forget your place, slut." Anakin hisses leaning towards you, his tanned, toned chest brushing your sweaty back. "You belong in a cheap whorehouse, don't know how you managed to be a Senator."

The degrading comment has the desired effect, as your pussy clenches around his hard cock, boosting his ego.

"You want me to split this pretty pussy in half, sweetheart?" He teasingly asks, already knowing the answer but always the mean bastard, he continues taunting you.

"Yes" You choke, tears pricking at your waterlines. You would've nod your head if you could've.

"Say it." He urges, punctuating his demands with a quick, sharp thrust, the size and length of his cock and how much it affects you, not helping at all with his egocentrism. "I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.”

Some tears roll down your flushed cheeks, soaking the pillows and making Anakin practically salivate at the sight. There is something about seeing you cry while being stuffed up with his dick that brings him more happiness than anything in the Galaxy.

"Please— fuck me." You beg in a meek, submissive voice. "I need you, please Ani—"

Feigning annoyance, Anakin squeezes your throat cutting your plea midways. "That's all your pathetic brain can muster? Just a few orgasms and you become a brainless bitch?"

But he complies anyways, because Anakin is devoted to your pleasure. He knows you want nothing more than to come, and who is he to deny you such thing? He begins his ruthless thrusting, brushing your insides and hitting that spot that makes you scream and see stars. Anakin moans louder and his words become meaner, gritting his teeth to hold back his own orgasm in order to make you reach yours first.

"That's it, keep whining like a bitch in heat." He growls, almost laughing at the messy state he has converted you into. "I should drag your fucking ass to the floor and fuck you like the cheap slut you are."

The wet sounds of your pussy struggling to keep up with his assault are borderline obscene and total music for Anakin's ears.

"Can't wait to knock you up and show everyone you aren't a prissy little woman— more like a needy, cock-hungry slut." Anakin is really feeling the fantasy, although the undertones sound a little too real.

The thought of him getting you pregnant shouldn't excite you as much as it does; and Anakin, the ever observer notices it. He speeds up, now rutting into you like a madman who's only mission is bringing you to the edge of pleasure— which doesn't take him long. After a few more dirty promises and thrusts your climax unravels, blowing your mind just like he is blowing your back. Anakin hangs his head back bottoming out for a moment at the feeling it of your pussy squeezing him in a tight lock, as if she was asking him to stay there forever and never leave. The new wave of slick that coats his length eases his movements, instead of pulling out he just lowers the pace, rocking your orgasm and prolonging it as much as possible.

Breathless, used and satisfied you sob against the soft fabric, smiling softly. Anakin mirrors your smile, bending over and kissing your sweaty shoulder.

"You think I'm done with you?" He asks in a gentle whisper, peppering kisses over your skin. "Stand up and get on the floor, I'm keeping my promise."

I was watching that arc where yoda takes his spiritual journey and he see’s that vision where there’s no war. If obi-wan has to go through something similar— see a vision of anakin (no battle injuries, happy and at peace) and ahsoka (who didn’t grow up on the battlefield and didn’t leave the order)— my heart might just break.

I refuse to believe that no one saw the bad vibes on that man.

happy may the 4th :)

WE GET AN ANSWER FOR WHY THE JEDI ONLY USE LIGHTSABERS INSTEAD OF KYBER BOMBS OR BLASTERS!! Because they’re not here to be more powerful.  They’re here to stand up against the dark. They deliberately chose a  weapon that takes control and intention to wield because that’s the Jedi’s whole purpose. You don’t just blast away at your opponent.  You choose your moves carefully, you follow the flow of the Force, you train for a lifetime for the moment that you fight against someone. That the Jedi are showing, again and again, they do not want to rule over others, they do not want to be the most powerful force in the galaxy. They could be that but they don’t. Because they want to be protectors, not conquerors. And I love love love this explanation.  It’s so Jedi but also it’s like “yeah we thought of that and didn’t want to be that kind of people, so we stay with the lightsaber because it means everything of who we are”.