'Malvos pov'

Anakin's pov

After washing, they had given me a room to stay in for the night. It was glamorous, with a wide window view of Bespins gas clouds and a satin sheeted bed in the room too.

I lay down in bed after my bath. The image of y/n's wet, naked body was stuck in my mind.

I'd never realised how beautiful she was. Her curves, her slightly toned build, she knew what she was doing when she stood up from her bath.

And yet she is a Sith, and I am a Jedi.

So why do I still think about her all the time.

Why do my lustful thoughts plague my mind, like a constant reminder of what I can't have.

She had left me turned on since she left the bath, my thoughts taunting me as the minutes went by.

I trailed my hand down my bare stomach until they reached my waistband.

I shouldn't.

My fingers dipped under them and my briefs, lust taking over me.

I held my length with my hand and stroked it, the image of her replaying in my mind.

Don't do it.

I whipped my hand out of my briefs and rested it on my head. What was I thinking.

I was throbbing though, I could feel my hard on poking my briefs.

Self-control. That's what I needed to master. That's what being a Jedi meant really.

I layed on the bed, my breathing deep and heavy as I stared up at the ceiling.

All of a sudden, a tendril of pleasure shot through my dick, and I groaned at the sensation. Another one went, then another followed. They were slow, starting at the tip of my cock and working down.

They quickened pace, soon covering my entire length. I let out sharp, quivering breaths as the pleasure rocked my body.

An image flashed in my mind. It was y/n, laying back down on a bed, moaning breathlessly as her body moved slightly with each push. Her nipples were exposed, and I saw a hand rubbing them is circles as her body rocked up and down the bed slightly.

Malvo.

I gripped onto the sheets hard, trying to contain myself, contain my urges.

The pleasure became unbearable, and I moaned out loud, my back arching slightly.

Images of y/n kept flashing in my mind, sending hot flushes over me each time.

I could feel the tension building up in me, and could feel pre-cum dripping down my cock.

My dick twitched and a sudden burst of hot cum erupted inside my briefs.

I couldn't control myself. I was helpless, my gasps short and loud as I yelped,"y/n!," My hips dipping up and my hand reaching for the headboard as an orgasm rocked my body.

At the same time, I heard y/n's voice, and a chill crept up my spine.

I heard her moan my name.

Malvo's pov

I sat on my leather chair near the balcony, watching the sunrise. My body was relaxed from the ease of tension our intimacy had provided last night.

She was mine.

I smiled to myself. I had waited months to meet her, had become infatuated with her. She was memorising, her skills, her dedication to the Sith, her body.

Now my months of dreaming of her were over, I had actually been inside of her.

I knew sending her that gift would bring her to me. And it did. My plan had worked. And now, she was in my bathroom washing in my shower.

It all felt unreal.

Soon we would be one. She would hold our creation inside of her. Our world. That is what this was for, our future together... Forever.

Without Skywalker in the way. That's why he was put in the games. I'd made a deal with Gale Patorr to put and end to him.

Well, at least I got what I wanted.

Out of nowhere, he came barging in the room.

I swivelled my chair around to face him.

"Anakin Skywalker, what a pleasant surprise," I said, plastering on my charming smile.

"Where is she?" He asked.

"Oh, just in the shower, she's a bit worn out," I teased.

His face morphed into a scowl,"Aren't you a bit old for her?"

"Well I didn't hear her complaining, did you?" I asked, putting an innocent look on my face.

His glare at me deepened,"She's needed with me for the celebration in the main hall. Be there soon." He said before leaving, his robes trailing behind him in a swift movement.

That'll teach him to keep his greedy eyes off my woman. I've seen the way he looks at her...

The door to the bathroom suddenly opened, revealing y/n with a towel wrapped around her dripping wet body.

I relaxed in my chair, patting my leg, "Sit, darling, I have an outfit for you, for the celebration. There we can show the world we are together."

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she hesitatively walked over to me. Of course, she wasn't aware of the plan.

I grabbed hold of her wrist and forced her down on me, since she was taking her time.

"What are you doing?" She said, struggling against my hands holding her sat on me.

"Shhh, darling look at this," I said, pushing her hair behind her ear and holding her to me with my other arm wrapped around her waist.

"Malvo, let go of me," she said through gritted teeth.

I ignored her protests, didn't she know I loved her, that I would never hurt her.

I held up a silk black dress, tight in all the right places and with a hole exposing her side. Just wait until she's in this, it will drive everyone insane, they'll all be jealous of my woman.

I felt a phantom force suddenly push my hands to the arm rests, and my lower body struggled against the strong power.

She had used the force on me.

She angrily grabbed the dress from my hand, and picked up her lingerie before storming out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Well that went well.

Clearly she had forgotten herself, who she was with. I was the ruler of Bespin, I deserved respect, although her outburst was to be expected from a Sith.

I would show her how to really treat me later. Them she'll never disobey be again.

Y/n's pov

I marched down the corridors in only a towel. I was fuming, what made him think he could treat me like that. After letting him inside of me, he could at least treat me like a human being!

I deserved to be respected, I was used to being feared, to getting my way. But how he had grabbed me so strongly had shown me he has other plans than it just being a fling.

It was just a fling, right?

It was to me at least.

Although after I had yelped Anakin's name, he begun biting my neck, trailing hickeys all over me in a seemingly angry state.

I could see all the bad signs clearly now. He was so possessive of me, how he had turned from being charming to violent out of nowhere.

I believed the hickeys were done out of jealousy from me moaning Anakin's name, so everyone would have to see them.

I felt like his pet. I wasn't going to be owned, I wouldn't let him touch me again.

I don't know why it had to be his name, I felt as though I'd lost control in the moment, and just blurted it out by accident.

Walking down the corridor, I came across a door that I assumed would lead to a bedroom of some sorts.

I pushed open the door, just managing to keep a hold of my dress and lingerie at the same time. My eyes widened at what I saw.

It was Skywalker, stood dripping wet in a towel.

Was this his room?

I stood there in shock, as he did too.

"Uh, you okay?" He asked, grasping his towel around his side. His bare, muscular chest was very visible now, along with his v-line. I wondered what was below...

Realising my eyes had trailed down there, I quickly looked up to see him doing the same to me.

"I'm fine," I said, grabbing his attention as he looked up to face my eyes, flustered,"I just needed a place to get changed. I'll go to another room."

"Wait- no it's fine you can stay," he said, reaching his hand out. The door suddenly closed.

His face turned shocked, embarrassed even. I don't think he meant to do that.

"We have to get along for a little bit, although after this I'm going straight back to trying to kill you," he said, picking his clothes up from the bed.

"Okay, Skywalker," I sneered,"turn around then, I need privacy."

My stomach was tumbling like mad, although I put on a confident front, he couldn't see me weak.

He turned around and I began getting changed. I'd put on my lingerie and I heard his deep voice speak.

"You were just frustrated, you know, when you were with Malvo last night," he said, pausing," I could sense it. My temptations too trouble me when following the Jedi code. That's something you are lucky you don't have to control.". There was a hint of anger in his voice.

I didn't respond, instead just listened and thought about what he said. So he knew I'd slept with Malvo. He could probably sense it, he was a Jedi after all.

Oh no, what if he heard me say his name...

I brushed my doubts off and continued getting changed.

I didn't even know why I was still here, on Bespin. My conflicting feelings were the only thing keeping me here, keeping me close to Anakin.

My mind was telling me I was being irrational. If it were any other Jedi I would've killed them by now. I wouldn't even have jumped into the arena. Yet I was here, getting changed in the same room as my enemy...

I turned around when I was done getting changed and watched as he did up the cuffs on his suit.

He stood up and turned to face me, holding his tie.

He looked oddly handsome, I wished it were him I had woken up to this morning...

I walked over to him slowly, almost seductively. I gently slipped the tie from his fingers and began doing it up under his collar. I could see his Adams apple move under his skin as I came close. I felt his heat radiating off of him, and his scent wavered to my nose. I could notice all these small details up close.

I saw his broad chest rise and fall under the suit as I delicately did up his tie. He knew I was teasing him. As I stood, our bodies almost touching, my curves showing off under the dress, and his tall height towering over me, I could sense his desperate eyes on me, his frustration. If only he knew what he was doing to me.

When I was done, I stepped away, not able to meet his eyes. He cleared his throat, and turned his head to the side. His jawline.

"What was that?" He said.

Oh no, he couldn't have heard that...

"I didn't say anything," I said, trying to cover up my wandering thought.

"Oh, thought I heard your voice," he said, before walking past me, our shoulders brushing against each other.

He held the door open for me, and we both exited the room, heading on our way to the celebration.