《UNORTHADOX ~ Anakin x Reader Fanfic》●24
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Warning: This chapter does get spicy, sorry if you're uncomfortable with that you can always skip x
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The pale moonlight along with a few torches on posts guided me through the settlement. People here seemed nice, friendly, which put my mind at ease. At least we would be safe for the night.
We. I scoffed at the thought of her.
After all the time I'd spent trying to forget, she shows up out of nowhere and now I can't get her off my mind. Again.
Was I really willing to break the Jedi code for her?
No, no I can't let my feelings control me, or her for that matter.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and furrowed my brow in thought. I needed to collect myself, because soon we'd be sharing the same hut, and the same bed. Just focus on the mission Anakin, come on.
Shaking my head, I walked back to the hut, the only one with golden light pouring through the slits at the door onto the ground outside.
I stepped in slowly, careful to be quite in case she was sleeping. After closing off the entrance, I turned to see her.
Now it was my turn to freeze.
She was faced away from me, her bare back exposed with her hair to one side of her neck. Her shoulder blades looked so delicate, along with her curved waist-
I found myself staring at her, entranced. Clearing my throat, I looked away, anywhere but at her.
"Oh... Anakin." She sounded so calm. "I was just changing to these clothes they gave us."
"I know, the ones I was putting on earlier." I still couldn't look at her.
A few moments passed, in which I found myself examining the ceiling of the hut.
"Never noticed all the details of-"
"Anakin you can stop pretending now. I'm done,"
"Thank god, I-" My words were cut short by the sight of her. The robes they had provided her were... different. They were much tighter than the old ones and exposed more of her neck and the top of her chest, as well as being shorter at her legs. The soft, dark fabric wrapped around her perfectly.
I could see her chest rising and falling as she took out her hair, letting it fall in wavy strands down her back.
"May as well get this night over and done with," she sighed.
"I hate this just as much as you do, believe me," I said, pulling my robes off, leaving me in my bottoms with no shirt.
"Yeah," she scoffed.
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"What? Don't believe me?" He questioned, smirking. He was doing this on purpose. The way the torchlight chiselled his toned build, a black outline at his jawline, and his chest...
I looked away, clenching my jaw in annoyance.
I then looked back at him and spoke,"I don't, actually."
I began walking toward him, closer, and closer to his shirtless body.
His adams apple bobbed as I approached. I leaned in to his ear, our faces brushing past each others.
I whispered, "Do I make you nervous, Skywalker?"
His breathing immediately heightened, with his shoulders and chest rising and falling more rapidly. I withdrew from his ear and instead looked into his eyes. His lips. Then his eyes.
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"Surely you'd be able to sense that," He replied, his eyes keeping a solid gaze on mine. I felt heat rise in me by the look in his eyes.
"Oh, I know what I can sense."
"And what would that be, y/l/n." His breathing was still deep and heavy.
I breathed into his chest,"Lust," before looking him back in the eyes. "Lust for power, but you also... want more."
I suddenly felt my body being pressed against his by an invisible force, our hips molding together along with our chests. "Anakin-"
"Show me more," He said in a sultry tone, his lips brushing against mine.
I unwillingly let out a gasp at the bulge I could feel against my lower stomach.
He found his hands wrapped around my waist, where he felt up my back with his fingers, sending shivers down my spine.
I moaned softly in his ear, and his eyes fluttered in his lustful state.
I found my hand trailing it's way up his torso, to his chest, where I rested it on his heart, our breathing becoming syncopated.
Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale.
"Anakin," I whispered.
"Y/n," He breathed on my neck.
His clutch on me became tighter, and I felt my robes loosening around me.
He was letting his mind take control, letting his fantasies play out. With his forehead pressed against mine, I could see his thoughts, his visions.
"You have no idea how much I've dreamt of this," He said.
"I need you," I pleaded, my hands clutching at his neck as all will left my body. We didn't have the sense to stop ourselves, our lips crashed into one another's, soft moans escaping his lips as he devoured mine. We parted for a moment, both breathing heavy as our eyes searched one another's. And it didn't stop there.
I felt a strong, deep wave of pleasure wash over me. I gasped at the sensation, and saw Anakin doing the same, his brow furrowed as he held me tighter to him. I looked him in the eyes, another wave. It was then I noticed the slight smirk spread on his face.
Oh, so he wanted to do it that way.
"I can do it any way you want," He breathed onto my neck. I moaned slightly from the warmth of his breath, and another wave of pleasure rushed through me.
I ran my hand down his bare chest until I reached below his v-line. There, I palmed at his bulge, earning a soft groan from him. His grip tightened on me, hard, until he released his fingers from my waist and instead trailed one to my ass and the other to under me hair. He pulled my head into his, where our lips crashed together once more.
I felt intoxicated with lust, our hands grappling for anything, peeling off our clothes layer by layer, him breathing heavy on my neck as our kiss parted and he carried me, my legs around his waist, to the bed.
Lying on my back, my knees pushing into his sides as he lay onto me me, I saw him pause.
I pulled his head down to mine, veins visible at his temples. I could sense his feelings, his thoughts, his hunger.
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"Anakin, I want you." The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I'd just given into to my greatest enemy. To think, when we first met on that mission to Naboo, I never thought I'd see him in this position again... until now.
"So let me take you."
He pressed his body against mine, and I felt his hard length brush against my stomach. I stroked him slightly, earning a shiver from Anakin, mixed with another groan.
The rumours were definitely true.
Grinding against his dick, I felt myself becoming wetter by the second, and he could sense that too.
Lining himself up with my entrance, he enveloped me in a deep kiss. One where his tongue explored every crevice of my mouth, and where I pulled his head down to mine, hoping it could stay there forever.
"Y/n," He managed to groan as he entered. I let out a gasp at his size, and our kiss parted, leaving us breathing heavily on one another.
"Anakin," though no words were needed, no words could express how I felt in that moment, just saying his name made sense.
He pushed further inside of me, leaving it there for a few seconds before drawing out. I clutched at his neck more, the sensation of him sending ripples of pleasure down my lower stomach.
As he slowly, deeply entered me and left, we both knew what we were doing was completely forbidden, and those thoughts passed between us as we gazed at one another, fulfilling our need, our starvation from what had been missing this entire time.
He groaned with each push, and I grinded my hips on him as he pumped, picking up pace.
"God you feel so good," He gasped into my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"Mmm, Oh Anakin," I uncontrollably moaned as he thrusted faster in and out.
Holding my arms around his neck, I reached my neck up to kiss him, our lips smothering one another, before quickly rolling over. He groaned and muttered something incomprehensible, his head rolling back on the pillow as I began grinding on him.
His dick stood bolt upright now, and I could feel ribbons of arteries brushing against my inside.
"Oh, y/n, don't stop, please, please don't stop," He begged me, thrusting his hips us.
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I ran my hands up her curvy build as she worked magic on my dick. With each thrust of her hips, a tendril of pleasure shot through me, and I felt the pumping heartbeat in my dick shoot up.
She guided my hands up to her breasts before squeezing them, the soft skin of her tits coming into contact with every crevice of my hand. I saw her bite her lip, removing her bands from over mine and instead leaning forward to run her hands through my hair and kiss me.
I massaged her breasts, my fingertips running over her nipples, shooting even more blood to my dick.
"You're so big Anakin," she moaned, grinding more vigorously.
So many sleepless nights, so many dreams, although all felt like nightmares when I woke up to see her not by my side, and instead on the wrong side of the fight, as a Sith. It all lead up to this moment.
I took in her beauty, her curvaceous build, her wavy hair.
That body. This is what she'd been hiding under her robes.
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I felt his member pulse, as well as a groan escaping his lips. He was close, and closer than I sensed he wanted to be. We both wanted this to last forever, all though of course, all good things must come to an end.
I took in the view from my position. His curly hair stuck to his forehead in messy strands, beads of sweat lining his brow, his glistening abs flexing in the firelight as he strained to hold in his orgasm, instead grinding his hips on mine to make me come. I could feel the pressure building in me, feel myself on the brink, his dick twitching inside of me, our hips sloppily crashing together.
"Fuck, I'm so close," He groaned.
Our moans joined together as we rode out our orgasms, his cum filling me up inside and mixing in with mine.
Veins were visible popping out from his arms and temples, the overwhelming pleasure sending his legs to shake. I could feel my abs doing the same, my eyes rolling back as I let the wave ripple over me.
I soon flopped down on him, my whole body falling limp as we layed facing each other, him holding me in his warm embrace.
"Fuck, that was good," I whispered as he trailed warm kisses down my neck.
I felt him sucking at the skin above my collarbone, kissing it hard and deep.
"Anakin! You'll leave a mark!" I said, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed.
He smirked, sitting up against the wall of the hut, exposing his sweaty abs and chest.
It took all my strength to leave the bed, where I began picking up my robes scattered on the floor. I heard him move and get up, before the rough touch of his hand brushed against my back. He took the robes off me and began sliding the fabric over my shoulders slowly, his warm breath trickling over my neck.
He then held my waist and turned me around, examining my naked body though the opening of the robes, his jaw clenching.
"Your turn now Skywalker," I said seductively, picking up his trousers from the floor and shoving them in his hands. After he put them on, I took his hand away from the zipper and replaced it with mine, palming at his dick. He groaned at the sensation, although kept his lips away from mine. I slowly did up the zipper, my hands trailing over his crotch area. His breathing became heavier and his bare chest rose and fell more intensively.
I smirked at the effect I had on him, before walking over to the bed and laying down, facing him. He soon made his way over, laying on his side behind me and resting his hand on my waist. He pulled me closer to him, which I gave in to, pushing my ass into his crotch.
"What have we done," I whispered.
"I don't know y/n, I don't know..."
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