; degradation, riding, scratching, lord kink, slight pet play (kinda I think), dom!anakin/darth vader, praising, oral (pp in mouth), slight fluff, dubcon, that's pretty much all

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I felt a shift in the Force before my clones started shooting. I striked them down, my whole battalion was soon dead. It was a lonely trip back to the Jedi Temple, but I finally made it, walking up the steps. Screams echoed through the long halls, casting fear over my eyes.

My steps were slow, cautious, frightened. Whatever happened to the Jedi hadn't been good. My stomach ached, all dead Jedi sending me into an aftershock. Master Plo had died, my Master that I once believed could never be striked down. But Anakin wasn't dead, the man that I had trained as a padawan with wasn't dead. I still had hope. I felt anger in him, but that didn't matter to me, I wouldn't be alone even if it was him that orchestrated this whole event.

"Ani!" I yelled, my voice calling out for the Jedi Knight. My begs for him were useless, at least that's what I thought. There was one place I would visit before leaving the Temple. The High Council Chambers. If I found nothing in there, I would find nothing at all.

My boots were heavy against the floor as I neared the Chambers. Something was waiting for me, an answer, a hope. I stopped at the door. This would change my life forever, both decisions of either leaving or staying. But, I knew that if my life were to change, I would rather have someone to survive with.

I opened the metal door with the Force, stepping inside what seemed to be an empty room. Until I drew my gaze across the chairs. They were all empty, except for one.

Anakin's Jedi cloak was discarded on the floor of the Chambers. He leaned back in his council seat, legs spread apart deliciously, his eyes yellow, burning with hatred and something else. He met my stare, smirking with his wolfish teeth.

"I've been waiting for you, little girl," Anakin said, his voice still smooth as silk. His devilish eyes traveled my body before he raised his flesh hand, beckoning me over to his seated body with two fingers.

I wanted to move, to walk towards him but my legs locked into place. I couldn't speak either, it was like I was in some sort of trance. I could only release a small squeak from my throat. Anakin's eyes darkened, the yellow burning my skin slowly. "What's wrong? Are you.. scared? Are you scared to disrespect the Jedi? Am I asking too much of you, helpless padawan?"

I gulped as I tried to move again, succeeding. I made my wait to Anakin, standing in between his spread legs. His hand rested on my hip, massaging it with a wider smirk. His mischievous gaze fell over me, sending chills down my back.

The fallen Jedi Knight took his hand away from my hip, patting his lap while connecting his once calm eyes with mine. He laid his arms on the armrests of his Council seat, waiting for my next move. I climbed onto his thick thighs, my legs on either side of him. I then placed my hands gently on his chest, feeling his arms snake around my waist before pulling my body flush against him, his mouth directly next to my ear.

His teeth nipped at my earlobe, breathing onto the sensitive skin that was all around. "You're the last Jedi that will ever visit this temple, but you will not be one forever."

My face contorted with horror at his words. The man I had loved all throughout my padawan years was willing to kill me for the power he wanted. Anakin growled against my ear, his feral noises causing a pool in my panties.

"I won't kill you, I would never bring harm to something so.. special and fragile," Anakin said, his teeth nipping at my ear after every word. I shifted in his lap, not being able to contain my legs from moving.

I let out a soft moan as kisses trailed down my neck from the back of my ear to a sweet spot that he seemed to know like the back of his hand. He kissed and sucked at the spot, eliciting moans from my mouth. I'd never been touched like this and I knew it wasn't right, but I wanted him. So badly. He was a mighty Sith Lord now but I wanted him more than ever.

"You sound so pretty. You call yourself a Jedi but I find that hard to believe with all these precious noises I'm hearing," he said, taking his face from my neck and making eye contact with me. "I can hear your dirty thoughts. You want more, don't you angel?"

I whimpered at his words, nodding vigorously. Thoughts of Anakin fucking me like the sky was falling seeped into my brain. Anakin groaned, gripping my ass to hear me whimper for a second time.

"Dirty little girl.. the Council's dead but here you are whining in their Chambers like a puppy dog. Is that what you want to be treated like? A filthy dog?" Anakin growled, kneeding his palm into my ass. His other hand gripped my jaw, pulling my face closer to his. "How about you get on your hands and knees like a puppy dog, hm?"

I nodded, getting off of his lap and sitting on my hands and knees in front of his Council seat. He scanned the way I was sitting in front of him before praising me with a, "Good girl."

I bit my lip and watched as he scooted closer to the edge of his seat. He pulled out his fully erect cock, oozing pre-cum front it's pretty pink tip. He was a perfect girth and length, enough to stretch me out immensely. I looked up at him with puppy eyes. "Can I suck it, Ani?"

Anakin's face scrunched up with anger. "You will address me as Lord Vader for now on."

"Y-Yes Lord Vader. Can I please suck your cock my lord?" I begged, waiting for the moment he allows me to reach out and take it. Anakin smirked and let go of it, looking down at me with lustful eyes.

"You may," he said. I immediately moved my hand to grab his length, so desperately wanting to get my hands in mouth on it. I kept eye contact with him as I jerked him off at an acceptable speed, adding twists to my repetitive movements.

Anakin groaned at the feeling of my hand on him as he leaned back once again. His face was filled with pleasure as he lolled his head back. "Are you just gonna play with it?" he asked with a groan. "I thought you wanted to put it in that naughty mouth of yours?"

I stopped my movements, dragging my hand to the base of his memeber before kitten-licking the tip, smacking it against my tongue afterwards. I wrapped my lips around him, swirling my tongue around his leaking tip. He let out another feral growl as he shoved his hand into my hair, gripping my h/c locks like his life depended on it.

"Your mouth is so warm angel.. fuck," Anakin moaned, shoving my head down onto his cock, the tip hitting the back of my throat, making me gag. I swallowed around him, earning a louder moan as he yanked me off of him. "Strip."

I followed his command, taking off my garments quickly, so eager to be filled up by his girthy dick. Anakin patted his lap, making me move out of the puddle of clothes that I was standing in.

I climbed on his lap, straddling him as he gripped my hips with bruising hands. Before I could even comprehend that he moved one of his hands to touch his dick, I was filled to the brim. I moaned loudly, placing my hands on his shoulders in attempt to keep myself from squirming is discomfort.

"Look at you pretty girl.. so good, sitting on my on my cock. Such a good girl," Anakin praised, peppering my chest with soft kisses, pushing aside his dominating, aggressive nature for once. I moaned at the praise as my walls tightened, the stretching feeling depleting slowly. "You like when I call you a good girl, don't you?"

I nodded, rolling my hips over his. Anakin laughed and sucked at the skin above my tits, leaving a hickey before taking his head back up to look at me.

"You ready little girl?" he asked, pulling my body closer to his. I nodded before he guided me almost all the way off his cock before slamming my body back down, thrusting up into me hard.

"Oh maker! My lord, you're so big!" I cried, clawing at his back as I rode him. Anakin's deep chuckle echoed throughout the Council Chambers, shivers crawling up my spine.

"My beautiful Empress... taking me so well, letting me claim you as mine," Anakin said in a possessive tone. In any other situation, my eyes would've gone wide and fear would've struck me but instead, the heat in my stomach burned hotter.

I shoved my face into the crook of his neck as his thrusts met my hips when I slid back down onto him. I screamed into him, my nails dragging along his skin. Anakin fucked into me harder, no mercy attached to his actions.

I swallowed hard as he stopped my hips from moving and held me down on his lap, thrusting deeper inside of me than before. He hit my g-spot with every thrust he made, causing me to wail out in ecstasy as I already felt myself cumming without warning.

Anakin grunted as my walls spasmed around his throbbing cock. He fucked into me as deep as possible, filling my cunt up with his warm seed.

I whined when he pulled out, already missing the feeling of being full. Anakin planted kisses along the back of my neck as I nuzzled my face into his. "Good girl," he praised, rubbing my back with his gloved hand.

"Ana- Vader?" I asked, slipping up a bit, upset that I couldn't call him Anakin anymore. A deep hum rumbled from his chest.

"You can still call me Anakin on one condition. What is your question?"

I paused for a moment, breathing in his warm-smelling scent. "You called me.. you called me your empress. What did you mean by that?"

"I wish to rule the Empire with you, my sweet Y/n. I've wanted you to be mine since I saw you, I wish to have you like I've always wanted to," he said, his arms tightening around me like someone was to drag me away.

I took my face away from his neck to look into his eyes that were aflame only minutes ago. They were a soft blue now as he confessed himself to me, it was like he had gotten softer at the heart.

I rested my forehead against his, running my hands through his silky light brown hair. "Of course Anakin - anything to be with you."