I finished cleaning the wound of one of my soldier's arms, pressing a bacta patch over it and smiling up at him. "All done, we won't be set on another mission for about a week, so that will be enough time for your arm to heal up. No wrestling in the barracks, alright?"

The clone chuckled, his chest rumbling, "I'll try my best, commander."

I moved from the side of the bed, allowing him to stand up and return to the other men on the ship while we flew through hyperspace back to Coruscant. The others happily accepted him into their card game, cracking jokes and laughing with each other.

I cleaned up my working station, being the only one of my battalion that knew how to work with medicine and how to make sure their wounds wouldn't be infected was a busy job, having me spend almost two hours making sure my men's injuries were dressed nicely.

I sighed, finally sitting down and taking a small break before I went back out into the chaos of my men trash talking each other loudly. Though, the second I sat down, my holopad sounded off, beeping for me to answer it.

I stood up with an overexaggerated groan, rolling my eyes and walking over to the table I'd sat it on whilst fixing up my men. I pressed the button to answer it, catching the blue image of Captain Rex, his helmet held between his arm and waist.

"Captain! What's the matter, I just finished giving my men a check up. The mission went a little wild and they got roughed up by some droids but they seem fine," I said, smiling widely at the Captain. Maybe Anakin's waiting for me at home, I thought.

The clone looked over to his right before looking back in my direction and saying, "General Skywalker requests that you see him immediately after your return. You will give him your mission report today. I'll see you when you get here soldier." The call ended, leaving me with my aftershock that was always personal.

I bit my lip, excitement bubbling in me at the news I just heard. Almost always after missions, I was requested to see Anakin. Rex must've figured out that we were in a relationship by now, but I don't think Anakin cared, he trusted Rex enough to lead a clone battalion with almost no help at all.

Containing the giggle that rose in my chest, I huffed out a breath. The thought of Anakin made me beyond happy. One more hour and we'd be landing on Coruscant, where Anakin and I shared an apartment. I'd be able to latch onto him and feel his heart thrumming in his chest just for me. I went back to cleaning up, placing my half empty box of bacta shots back into a drawer. Yawning, I took notice of my body begging for rest. I knew now wasn't the time though, soon enough I would get the well rest I deserve in my lovers broad arms.

Packing away the rest of my medical supplies to fix up the injure soldiers, I giggled almost silently, knowing the treatment I'd get when I got home. Maybe I would take a nap, another yawn escaping my mouth as my thoughts of Anakin disappeared, leaving me with the want for a warm shower and a cozy bed to curl up in.

•--•

"We've landed, Commander," one of my men said. I nodded, not bothering to turn around and see which one was speaking to me. Instead, I continued to pack up my medical supplies that I'd stored away before I took my small nap. It was hardly a nap though. I had only closed my eyes, imagining the touches I've been missing for a month while I was out on Geonosis. I couldn't resist the anticipation, so I didn't fall into any sort of sleep.

I slung my bag over my shoulder, turning on my heels and walking to ramp of the ship. They'd given us quite a big one this time, as I had to accompany another battalion, though they ended up taking another ship back.

Sauntering down, my boots sounded against the durasteel loudly, giving any and all attention towards me. And then I caught them, the sparkling blue eyes that shined bright than the rest in the hangar. He smirked, looking me up and down. My cheeks heated up, reddening at his so obvious action, something he usually only did if he had the intentions of taking me to bed.

Shaking my head to rid the image of Anakin naked and towering over me, I continued my way over to him. He was talking to Rex before I came out of the transport ship, but Rex had now moved on to speak with Commander Cody.

When I reached the intimidating General, he patted my shoulder. "Welcome back Commander. How did the mission go?" he asked, using the Force to slightly control my head so he could look at each side of my face like a blueprint filled in incoherent code, checking for scratches and scrapes.

I smiled, knowing I had good news. "No men died, but a lot of droids did. We loaded a lot of their artillery to inspect it and see what he could do to improved our defense against it. My men were a bit wounded, nothing I couldn't fix though."

Anakin hummed, slowly moving his hand to fall off my arms, caressing it slightly before he nodded. "I need to speak with you about your next mission in my apartment, it will focus on your knowledge more than your fighting skills so it's important I tell you all the facts. You know where to find me when you're ready."

"Will do, General."

I watched Anakin walk off, seeing how the way he walked made him so assertive, how big and scary he was to almost anyone else. Though Jedi were peacekeepers, I always agreed with myself that Anakin reminded me of a classic war general. Even at home, some nights he did, commanding me to do this and that while I submitted to him. He loved when a moan of "General" even slipped from my lips while he filled me up.

It made me blush, that thought. Just thinking about him having me sit on his cock after so long away from him sounded like heaven. I knew I needed to get out of this hangar before someone saw the way my face glowed like Lifeday lights. I started to scamper off, shouldering my bag and heading towards another hangar where my speeder was parked, waiting for me to hop in it and drive towards the apartment I was scheduled to be at this afternoon. But I figured I'd give my lovely General surprise.

•--•

My armor had been neatly placed in me and Anakin's walk-in closet, my dirty jumper in the hamper, ready to be washed later that week. Today was not the day for chores. As Coruscant's sun set, lights all around becoming brighter as the buildings were glowing in the in the pink and orange, I had just fit on Anakin's favorite black lingerie.

I laid down on our big bed, the fluffed covers surrounding me like the waves of the ocean. My General loved me like this, laid out for him like a fine dinner when he came home. I'm sure he knew by now that I was home since he always liked to check in on me when off duty. I was surprised I hadn't gotten a holo-call from him yet, asking me where I'd gone off to. I'm sure he already had an idea in his head of me spread out for his eyes and his eyes only.

The door to our apartment opened, interrupting my thoughts. I giggled to myself, listening to the noises of Anakin taking off his boots and setting them near the door. I took my bra off, discarding it due to my impatient nature.

"I'm in here, Ani!" I called out to him. I heard his loud footsteps trailing up to our bedroom door. He pushed it open as it was only slightly cracked, waiting for his arrival.

He stood like a dark shape in the doorway, but his blue orbs seemed to glow while staring down at my revealing outfit. Anakin huffed a breath out of his nose while examining the way I was lying. "Hmm, this is a surprise, isn't it?" Anakin asked himself, his eyes tracing the curves of my body before slowly walking forward towards our bed.

He set his knee down onto the soft surface and planted his hands in front of him before crawling over me. He hovered, chuckling. "Fuckin' perfect, aren't you? All mine too. Would you like General Skywalker to take care of his slutty little trooper?"

I nodded, feeling hot from his lust-filled gaze. Anakin wrapped his hand around my neck, largely clinging to it like a collar. "Words, little girl, use your words."

"Ye-yes General, please take care of me!" I cried out, bucking my hips up at his, wanting him to touch me more than he already was. "I need you!"

The Jedi chuckled at my response, "Good girl, such a good, good girl." Anakin's grip tightened all of the times he said 'good' making me whimper at the intense pressure. I could still breath, but my lungs craved more with how tight he held my throat.

Anakin groaned, moving his eyes down and leaning back, his body supported on his knees that were planted next to mine. His one hand trialed down from my neck, leaving me quietly gasping for a moment as his other hand joined the journey of traveling down my body, tracing my curves. He looked back up at me with a mischievous smirk, "You look delicious. I could just.." Anakin paused, leaning down and kissing my thighs, his hands pushing them apart as he moved down, "eat you up."

My hands mixed themselves into his chocolaty brown locks, locking my fingers with them tightly. I felt as his breath leak out from his mouth and onto my inner thighs. It made my skin even more hot - burning actually. It felt like I had just stepped foot on Mustafar fully clothed in Hoth gear.

Anakin softly planted a kiss onto the sensitive skin that he currently was focusing on. When he saw that my eyebrows had knitted together in impatience, a trail was made of the sweet kisses all the way to my wet panties.

"You're soaking, Angel, is this all for me? All for me to drink up, to savor?" he asked, hooking two fingers under the waistband of my panties. His eye contact made me want to break in half. Reeling me into submission was easy for Anakin, his eyes enough to melt me into a puddle of slick.

I squirmed a bit, causing one of his big hands to land a smack to my thigh, silently telling me to cease my movements. "Always, General, it's always for you. All for you, only for you," I cried out.

That made him even more hungry, even more similar to a starving wolf anticipating its next meal. He pulled my panties off my quickly, almost giving me a scare that he would rip them completely off my body with one swift movements.

"You're right, pretty girl, you're all for me, only for me," Anakin's tongue flattened against my womanhood, pulling a whimper out of my mouth. Anakin always managed to make every time we had sex better, it was like he was finding new ways to drive me crazy.

Before I could even slightly move my hips around, strong arms wrapped around my thighs as his lips started to more aggressively attack my clit. Anakin had only just started working his mouth on my cunt but I was already falling to pieces for him.

"General, mmph, so good," I whined, tugging at Anakin's hair a bit. He smirked up at me, licking me like I was ice cream. Keeping my eyes open was hard now, but I was so glad I did, as the Jedi's smirk teetered me further towards the edge.

Sucking at my clit, Anakin moved one of his hands down and prodded a finger at my slick-soaked hole. "You taste so good, Angel. Five star meal," he joked. I would've laughed but instead all I could do was moan as Anakin's cold metal finger slipped into me.

"Ani! Fuck.. fuck, please!" I moaned, trying to push his head back down towards my needy wetness. I needed so badly for him to continue cleaning up my mess with his mouth. Anakin did exactly that, making me gasp as he started to move his finger, adding another as he saw I was wet enough to take another.

With two of his cold fingers pumping in and out of me, I was rendered speechless, making noises of pleasure and pulling at my boyfriends hair. I was on the verge of cumming, so ready to release. And he was gonna let me, I could tell he was.

"Cum for me pretty girl," he mumbled into my folds, sucking at my clit once again and speeding up the in-and-out movements of his fingers, curling them.

Oh Fuck.

My brain felt as if it had just reset, my walls clenching around Anakin and my eyes squeezing shut. I could see white as I came hard and I could feel the muscles in my thighs tensing up as I squeezed Anakin's head in between them. If I was more conscious, I would apologize about the crushing of his head, but I couldn't think straight enough to even form a simple sentence.

"Such a good little trooper, following her General's orders. I think she deserves a treat, doesn't she? Do you think you deserve to take me, pretty girl?"

I nodded, my hands falling to my sides as he moved up. Anakin pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the ground beside the bed. He smirked down at me, his metal fingers tinkering with my breasts like they were a droid, working on them skillfully.

I moaned underneath him, my hands grasping at his arms. "Please Ani.. I want you!"

"You have me, why are begging? C'mon, speak up pretty girl, tell your General what you need so desperately," he commanded, pinching on my nipples, making me yelp.

"Fuck me! Please Anakin! Shove your cock in me and fuck me!" I cried, my voice fading into a whimper as my words got dirtier.

Anakin chuckled and moved one of his hands up, holding my chin between his fingers. "Mmm, very good," he praised, planting a kiss onto my lips before working on taking his pants off. He took his sweet time, teasing me with the extremely visible boner he was rocking. I wanted to rip his boxers off, the punishment would be worth it.

I didn't need to think about doing that though as he pulled the fabric down, his member springing out, hard and leaking with sweet precum. I could swear I was drooling at the sight of my favorite meal, so delicious and all mine to take.

"You like what you see?" Anakin asked, making my eyes focus up at his smirking lips and blacked out eyes. I had no clue how I got to be with someone so perfect in every way, but I knew I wouldn't take advantage of it.

I nodded eagerly, wordless. It happened every single time me and Anakin had sex - the moments I would zone out, fantasizing about his girth and length filling me before it actually did. Anakin had ruined me for any man ever, making me worship his cock like it was some religious object.

And before I knew it, I zoned back into my current position as I felt the prodding of Anakin's tip at my entrance. I relaxed my body and averted my eyes back up to his, the blue kyber crystal-like irises warming my chest. Anakin looked down at himself and then back at me before pushing into me.

There it was. The filling feeling of the Jedi's veiny cock splitting me open for the millionth time. It was like my body wanted to be tore apart because it always made sure that I was tight when Anakin slid in. I breathed out an "Oh fuck..", leaning my head back and my hands clinging onto Anakin's broad shoulders.

A grunt rumbled in his throat as he bottomed out in me, sending my mind tumbling. I rolled my hips up into him, encouraging him to move. it felt impossibly good, bliss coursing through my veins.

One of Anakin's hand wrapped around my throat once again and tugged at me, wanting me to make eye contact with him. And so I did, looking up at Anakin with innocent eyes.

"I'm gonna fuck you till your crying, got it? I'm gonna make sure your cute little cheeks are wet with tears," he growled. His length pulled out of me, only the tip resided before his hips snapped harshly into mine, fucking a long moan out of me.

All I heard was the deep chuckled of my beloved partner before he started his movements again, the aggressive thrusts that sent my eyes to have a visit with the back of my head and noises that in between a moan and a whimper escaping me.

"Such a good girl... you were dressed so prettily for me, weren't you? Fuck,, so good for me."

His words had me hypnotized, his groans had my brain dizzy, everything felt so good, way too good to be true. Anakin's hands fell to my hips, setting a tight grip on them and lifting them off the bed. I didn't think it was possible for him to slip any deeper inside of my greedy cunt but his did, the angle making his cock brush against my g-stop in a way I could only describe as yummy. I felt full, so fucking full.

"Ani..." I whined. Every single one of my senses felt heightened at the moment that he was fucking me like he owned me - the way I liked him to fuck me.

"You like this huh? Like when I have you like this?" he asked, slamming his hips against mine roughly. I was holding off from screaming, the want to let out louder noises building up in my chest and brimming at my throat. Anakin had me tied around his finger, hooked on the addicting feeling of him railing me.

I attempted to respond but I should've realized my failure the moment I could even think of words to say. My lips moved but the only things to be heard was something between a cry, a moan, and a scream as Anakin's cock rammed against my g-spot.

"H-Holy hnn, holy shit!" I finally got out, my head tilting back in complete pleasure. My legs felt like jell-o, and my body would have ben slump if it wasn't for Anakin holding my hips up while he fucked me into tears.

And it hit me. It hit me hard. My climax hit me as hard as a brick. I couldn't tell if I was screaming or not, it was like I went deaf for a second. I heard a muffled groan though - right before I felt Anakin's hot seed was filling me. I felt numb though, my orgasm washing over me and taking control of my body. I was spiraling down to Coruscant, but only slowly.

Anakin had did it though. I felt the wetness rolling down my cheeks. My climax was too much and my body was too sensitive. My chest heaved, wanting more air, causing me to gasp.

When my eyes refocused onto the scene in front of me, I noticed Anakin's hand stroking my cheek, brushing away tears and whispering sweet nothings to me, trying to calm me from the high I'd recently gotten down from.

"Everything's alright, Angel. I bet you feel so good, huh?" he asked, though it felt like a question he already knew the answer to. He smiled a toothy smile and landed a chaste kiss on my nose, lying down next to me. He pulled me onto him, knowing how I was drained after what he worked me through.

"Mm, love you Ani."

"I love you too, now rest your head trooper, that's an order"