❝ Final Girl. ❞

Here’s a lil Pelle drawing, I didn’t had time to finish it sooner 😔

Why was he so hot when he was literally going insane

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Watched LoC for the first time recently and I have to say LoC's biggest crime was Øystein cutting his hair short for no damn reason

caught your fever I'll be feeling it forever ❅ (a.s)

PART TWO

❅ pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem!reader

❅ summary: You and Anakin have always been the best of friends; who just happen to be in love and are refusing to do anything about it. OR You go on a ski trip with several of your friends and have to share a bed with your best friend, whom you’ve been harbouring feelings for years.

❅ genre: fluff + smut (18+ mdni) modern!au

❅ word count: 12,1k (uhm. sorry.)

❅ warnings/tags: friends to lovers, childhood friends to lovers kinda, one bed trope + forced proximity trope, idiots in love, mutual pining, assumed unrequited love, reader is described as shorter than anakin, inexperienced/virgin!reader, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, piv sex, soft!dom anakin, ok… just kinda a softer anakin, sub!reader, vaginal fingering, oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms, creampie, overstimulation, size kink, praise kink, lots of pet names. this is not beta read sorry!

❅ a/n: GUESS WHAT!!! user healmydesires is back with another self indulgent fic about their blorbo! this one is so hot and dear to me likeeee always wanted to write these tropes. so here you go <3 also ngl.. majority is just smut 😭

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As you open the door to your bedroom, you drop your bag and flick on the light. The space is cosy with pine furniture and a fireplace to light when the room gets cold. The balcony allows for a picture perfect view of the distant forest and snowy landscape. The room is beautiful in its simplicity. Overall, cute and warm.

You hear Anakin swearing quietly behind you as you take in the room.

There’s one thing though.

There’s only one bed.

And it is quite tiny, looks smaller than a double, slightly bigger than a single bed, and various pillows stacked on top of each other.

A few months ago your mutual friends begged you to come along to this ski trip to the Alps. Honestly, you didn’t want to come to this trip in the first place but when Padmé, one of your closest friends told you that Anakin would come along you just couldn’t resist.

You feel your stomach coiling into knots and your body heats up as you realise you’ll have to share this bed this whole trip with your best friend. The man you’ve been hopelessly in love with for as long as you can remember.

All the stupid fluttery feelings in your stomach every time his eyes catch yours, or the way your heart beats fast whenever you are in close proximity to him. But, of course, you try to bury those feelings down deep, reminding yourself that Anakin could never feel the same way about you as you feel about him.

So far, you’ve lived twenty-four years, and throughout a huge majority of it Anakin Skywalker has been your anchor, your only constant. Being his best friend is easy, just as natural as breathing. Falling in love with him was bound to happen anyway. It’s inevitable.

“Fucking, Snips.” He grumbles under his breath.

Ahsoka had promised you that the both of you would be sharing a room together but at the last minute, she picked a bedroom for herself. The only other bedroom left. She’d give you a silent apology with the most innocent smile you had ever seen as she ran up to her room.

Every single one of your friends have already been paired up or have their own rooms and you have a feeling that they did this on purpose.

Slowly, you spin around, looking at Anakin who looks extremely flushed. He looks adorable even if he looks a little overwhelmed right now. If it weren’t for the fact that you feel just as overwhelmed as him, you would probably tease him for his pink cheeks.

“Uhm—”

“Look, I can always just take the couch downstairs.” Anakin interrupts as he grimaces, scrubbing a hand over his face before he turns around to head out the room.

You swallow nervously, steadying your breathing the best way you can before you speak.

“Ani, wait.” You call out, cringing internally at how desperate you sound. “The bed is clearly big enough for the both of us.”

He sighs as he turns around, facing you.

“Besides, the couch is much smaller than the bed,” you huff out a nervous laugh as you try to avoid his eye contact. You pick up your bag and then toss it on the bed. “And it’s not like we’ve never shared a bed before.” You smile shyly up at him as you push some hair back behind your ear.

“Right.” Anakin smiles back, just as nervous as you. “Are you sure?” He tries, the idea of sharing a bed with you overwhelming him. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“Ani,” you look up at him, as you frown. You’re sure you’re pouting but you don’t care. It feels as if sharing a bed with you terrifies Anakin. “Do you mind sleeping in the same bed? Am I that awful to share a bed with—”

“No!” He cuts you off with wide eyes, a bit too quickly. He clears his throat awkwardly, “I mean, no, of course not. I just, I truly don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Your heart warms up at his words. “I won’t, I promise.” You reassure him with a small but genuine smile. “As long as you’re fine with it too?”

Anakin reciprocates your smile and nods, “of course, sweetheart.”

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You can’t stop shivering.

Even hours after you’ve come back from skiing, you’re trembling. The cold not leaving your body, as you can’t seem to warm up. The warm water of the shower from earlier didn’t help either. Your hands are freezing cold, your fingers feeling like ice cubes.

You don’t like skiing, it’s one of the reasons why you were so reluctant to come along on this trip. Not because you hate the sport, but you’re just awful at it.

You’ve been trying all day to ski the right way, only for you to fall on your face in the snow every single time you thought you were getting the hang of it.

You’re certain that multiple of your friends' camera rolls, especially Ahsoka’s and even Ben’s, are now full of pictures and videos of you going down the baby slopes with all the little kids laughing at you as you kept falling down.

The worst of it all is that this wasn’t your first time skiing. You used to go skiing a lot as a kid but it’s been at least fifteen years ago that you put skis on, let alone went skiing. Even with the help of Anakin, you would continue to make a fool out of yourself. After countless times of him catching you, you finally gave up.

You truly wished you stayed at the chalet with hot chocolate and a good book.

Especially after hours of being back in the chalet, you still can’t seem to get warm. Not only are you extremely cold, your body is sore as well.

After you’ve had dinner with the whole group, you go straight to take another shower. You couldn’t wait to engulf your body in warmth again.

As you emerge from the adjacent bathroom in your pyjamas with a hoodie on top of it, after taking your second shower of the evening, you can’t help but stop and stare at the sight before you. Anakin is sitting shirtless against the headboard with some pillows propped against it to make him feel more comfortable, while he’s holding one of his sketchbooks. He’s covered in blankets and you can’t help but find him adorable as you admire him.

The change of temperature in the room is the next thing you notice, before you hear some crackling of fire. Anakin must have started the fire, to bring some warmth to the room. The fireplace illuminates the room in a beautiful warm glow, and you have to pull your eyes away as the orange lightning makes Anakin look even prettier.

Unfortunately, after your shower you still feel extremely cold. The shivering doesn’t stop.

“I lit the fireplace.” He says with a smile as he looks up from his sketches.

Despite how cold you feel, a sense of warmth spreads through your chest by his words. “Thank you, Ani. That’s very sweet.” You whisper before making your way to your side of the bed, instantly getting under the covers and blankets.

Once you are settled underneath your covers he turns his attention back to his sketchbook, resuming his drawings or doodles.

As he concentrates on his drawings, your gaze flicks over to him every one in a while, his face lit up by the orange glow of the fireplace. He’s always been pretty, that’s a fact, but you can see it now more than ever. You can’t help but admire how beautiful he looks, it nearly takes your breath away.

It’s hard to look away.

Minutes have passed and you’re still freezing, teeth chattering and body trembling as chills run up and down your arms and legs. You desperately rub your hands over your arms as you try to warm up but eventually you settle your hands underneath your arms.

The rustling of the sheets has probably caught his attention because soon Anakin calls out your name.

“Did the shower not help this time around?”

You look up as you catch him staring at you. Despite the fact that you continue to shiver underneath the covers you feel yourself get flustered as he looks at you intensely. His blue eyes shine so beautifully in the sunset glow of the room. You almost forget the question that left his lips as you quickly snap out of your daze.

You don’t trust yourself to speak. So instead, you close your eyes for a second and just simply shake your head as another huge shiver runs down your spine.

Anakin seems to contemplate with himself as he lies still after you answered. He sighs after the beat of silence, then puts his book and pencil aside.

“Come here,” he says softly as he beckons you to come to him.

A flash of heat washes over your face as you look at him. As you continue to look at him with wide eyes he rolls his eyes playfully at you. “Come on sweetheart,”

You’re used to cuddling your best friend sometimes but never in this position, and certainly not in the same bed. But you can’t help but feel your whole body crave for his touch.

You nibble on your bottom lip before you finally decide to move closer to him.

As you come closer he slowly wraps his arms around you, giving you time to pull away in case he is overstepping boundaries. Seeing that you don’t pull away, he fully wraps his arms around you; engulfing you in his embrace.

Once you settle in his touch, you’re immersed in warmth. You aren’t sure if it is the body heat your best friend radiates or if it is the blood that runs to your cheeks. Soon you realise you aren’t exactly cuddling him back. So then you wrap your arms around his body, your hands settling on his back.

The touch of your fingers grazing his bare back pulls a shiver and a gasp out of your best friend.

“Shit, angel,” he curses under his breath, pulling back from your embrace to take one of your hands in his. Then he grabs the other one and clasps them together. “Your fingers are literally frozen!”

He holds your hands between his own warm palms as he looks at you. He holds your gaze as you continue to shiver in front of him. Anakin then lowers his head. His lips hover barely an inch over your skin, then opens his mouth to release a few hot breaths directly onto your fingers.

“Sweetheart, you’re freezing.” He whispers, almost as if more to himself. He is rubbing your hands as he looks back at you.

Then he holds your eye contact as he lowers his lips to your skin again. But this time, he presses soft kisses against your knuckles.

He continues to place kisses all over your fingers and occasionally blows some warm air onto your skin. It brings a flutter to your stomach while you stumble for something to say to him. You feel yourself melt and turn putty in his touch. As he continues to shower you in his affection you can’t help but notice how soft his touch is.

“I-I—” you choke as a whirling feeling shoots through your body. Warmth rises to your face once again and all over your body as he continues to stare into your eyes.

The last time you held hands was when you were both children, when his mom took you two to get some of your fave ice cream from the ice cream truck in the park during a hot summer afternoon.

You realise that your body is still extremely close to his, as he continues to hold your hands in his. By now most of the cold has left your body. You’re not exactly sure what made it go away but you are pretty sure Anakin is somehow the reason for it. You’re convinced he is some sort of magician because how could his touch bring warmth this fast back to you.

“Are you still cold?” He asks as he holds your gaze while he plays with your fingertips.

“Yes.” You half lie, as you bite your lip.

Being so close in this bed with him makes your cheeks turn hotter. You hope Anakin can’t sense that you’re lying, because you truly don’t want his touch to leave you.

“Oh, no,” he tuts before a smile grows on his face, “we can’t have that now.” His eyes twinkle in the dim light as he looks into yours. As he releases your hands you have to hold back a whine at the loss of his touch.

But soon he wraps his arms around you again, pulling you close against him, your chest pressed against his. He sighs softly as you settle into his embrace, and you melt into him as he holds you.

You adjust your head on the pillow. Your body relaxes instantly as he lets you bury your head in the crook of his neck. You’re both incredibly close together, you can feel his heartbeat drum at the same nervous rhythm as yours.

“Feeling better?” He questions as he leans his head on the top of your head.

He chuckles as you hum in response and continue to nuzzle your face against his skin.

“A bit,” you pull at your bottom lip as you look up at him.

His hands are warm as they wander all over your back, over the soft fabric of your pyjamas. Your eyes flutter close as you enjoy his attention. You feel yourself get lightheaded by his affection and by the close proximity of your bodies.

You feel weak around him. But in the best way.

“You’re so warm, Ani.” You blissfully sigh as you melt into him, nuzzling into his shoulder with your eyes still closed.

You hear your best friend’s breath hitch as your hands start to wander all over his back. You're feeling the soft skin of Anakin’s hips mindlessly, sending shivers up his spine as you graze your fingers slowly against his skin.

You shift your head up just slightly, his chin on your forehead as your nose touches the underside of his jaw. Across your head you can feel Anakin’s breathing, each inhale and exhale starting to deepen as your lips slowly ghost over his chin.

His head then moves away from you just slightly, and regards you for a while, as if he’s trying to determine your comfort level. As you’re both maintaining eye contact, your gaze intensifies as you’re studying Anakin’s face, including his features. You can see the little freckles, moles, his scar and the slight stubble on the lower parts of his face. Your eyes move from his eyes down the slope of his nose and soon your attention is irresistibly drawn to his lips.

The beautiful lips you’ve been dreaming about so many times.

His lips look so inviting, so soft and warm. Now that you’re thinking about kissing him, you can’t help but focus on his lips. You’ve always wondered how his lips would feel or how much you’ve always wanted them on your own. How would he kiss? Would he take his time? Or would he devour you?

There’s a moment of silence as Anakin’s face moves closer and closer to your own, both unable to verbalise just how desperate either of you feel for each other.

“Ani, I—,” you start. What are you trying to say? Your heart is beating so fast, it feels almost impossible to think of anything as you look at the man in front of you. You want to tell him everything—that you want more of his affection, that you are hopelessly in love with him, and that you want to be his and his forever.

Anakin doesn’t say anything. Instead, his hands slide down to your waist, tugging you closer just a bit closer. Your eyes widen while his become more drowsy, your breath quickening as his warm breath gently fans across your face. He smells like mint, and you feel yourself lightheaded and almost intoxicated as it washes over you, making you crave him even more.

You’re feeling hot all over, a feverish feeling overwhelming your senses, your heart can’t seem to find peace and quiet, nor can your trembling limbs. It’s not the sick type of feverish, just heat. Tingling, like anticipation but threaded into your nerves, and warmth.

Then one of his hands moves to hold one of your cheeks, allowing for his face to lean even closer to yours, his eyes sliding shut. Your own follows suit as you feel yourself get lost in the feeling of him pressed gently against your body. Both of your noses then brush ever-so slightly as he tilts his head to the side, and it feels as if in that moment the world starts moving in slow-motion.

And then it happens. The two of you are kissing, so suddenly and overwhelmingly it steals the air from your lungs.

One moment you are both staring at each other’s mouths, the next he is wrapping his arms around you, pulling your body fully against him as his soft lips claim yours.

You take a split second to register it, but instinctively you press against his lips with desperation and wrap your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.

He groans softly, a deep rumble in his chest, as you trail your tongue out to seek purchase in his mouth, and he opens for you without hesitation. Anakin swirls his tongue with yours so wonderfully it makes your toes curl and warmth spreads all over your body. His hands grips at your waist and brings your body flush against his.

As you kiss him, you give yourself to Anakin completely. He tastes like a mix of cocoa and mint, the hot chocolate he drank earlier tonight and the other flavour is probably from when he brushed his teeth, and you never wanted anything else. Just Anakin, forever.

You want him to consume your very being.

The same hand as earlier comes up to your cheek again, holding your face sweetly as he tilts his head to kiss you deeper. Your heart feels like it is about to burst out from your chest. Anakin is kissing you. He wants to kiss you. You can’t seem to wrap your head around the fact that he is literally kissing you right this moment. He kisses you like you are all he needs and that there’s nothing he’d rather do than kiss you right now, so you hold onto him, knotting one hand in his hair, letting him know without words that you don’t want this to stop.

It feels like the world around you stops and the only thing that matters is Anakin, his mouth, his touch and his body against your own. And you can’t help but want more, more.

He sighs in your mouth as one of your hands comes to trace the bottom of his scar underneath his eye. He tilts your head back, giving him access to delve in your mouth deeper, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip.

Kissing him is like breathing. He brings you so much relief, a relief so instant and intense you can’t help the soft noises bubbling in your throat. You feel truly so alive. He feels like a hot cocoa on a cold winter day, like a hearth fire, like a tender embrace in the middle of the night. He feels like home.

His soft lips move yours and control the kiss, and you can’t help but melt in his arms, letting him do anything he wants. He is so good at kissing, you want to do this and stay in this moment forever.

He pulls away after what feels like hours to breathe, his warm pants fan across your heated face. He is still holding your face with one hand, and his thumb on your cheek moves a little, stroking your skin with so much tenderness. He murmurs against your lips, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long. You have no idea how much I feel for you.” before delving back in for more.

You can’t do anything but fall into Anakin, the scent of chocolate and mint flooding your senses and intoxicating you better than any alcohol ever could. Your hands rove all over him, clutching and grabbing and pulling, anything to keep him exactly where he is, so close to you, right where he is supposed to be.

The long, frantic kisses become more sweet, loving pecks. You then pull away from him to look him in the eyes. Your hands rest on his chest as he smiles down at you, nothing but genuine care and adoration in his soft blue eyes. This is real. He must feel the same things as you do. It is almost too much for you to handle, a sweeter variety of tears falling down your face now as a wide, dizzy grin stretches across your face almost painfully.

“I… I’ve always dreamed of this, I… I-I love y-you, Anakin. So much more than you’ll ever know.” You stutter out before closing your eyes as you enjoy the feel of him being so close to you.

He stills, and you open your eyes. A thousand questions pop up all at once inside your brain as you look at him. Have you done something wrong? Was this too early? Did you not read the situation right?

Anakin pulls his head back, looks down at you. His lips are swollen and wet from all the kisses you two shared, his eyes wide and lips parting as he processes what you just confessed to him. Then, he brings his hand back to your cheek, cupping it gently.

He breathes out your name as his eyes dart all over your face.

His thumb runs along your lower lip, tracing it slowly, his eyes lost in wonder. You watch him for a moment, the look in his eyes as he stares at his thumb moving on your lip. He’s looking at you like you’re the most extraordinary thing in the world, touching you so tenderly and with such gentleness, and you never want him to stop.

Anakin leans in then, slowly, watching you with intensity while he moves his other hand to come and cup your face. He leans in until his forehead touches yours, and you sigh softly as you enjoy the closeness again. The tip of his nose nuzzles yours, his warm breath kissing your lips, less than a few millimetres away now, and you move your thumb on his cheek, stroking his skin and making his eyes fall close as he lets out a relieved sigh.

Then a gentle smile lights up his face that makes your heart swell and skip a beat. Soon his eyes open slowly before he stares deeply into your eyes.

“You are everything I desire,” he whispers, making you still your thumb on his skin as you look at him. His forehead is still pressed against yours. You take in a deep breath, feeling Anakin moving his hands on your face slowly, his fingers spreading out to touch more of you. “There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you or dream of you. There is no one that is as mesmerising and enchanting as you. You consume my very being.” He pauses before breathing out your name. “You’re the love of my life, I love you.”

“You… y-you’re in love with me?” You stammer, unsure if you heard him correctly. You’re blinking repeatedly as you try to make the tears disappear that are forming in your eyes.

“Yeah sweetheart,” he whispers as his smile widens, his thumb stroking on your cheek again. His fingers move to wipe the tears away as they slip down your cheeks. “I’ve been in love with you since we were thirteen,” he says as his smile turns more bashful. “Probably even longer, I am sure I was too oblivious to work it out before then.”

As you look into his eyes, all you can see is pure adoration and love written in them. For all those years, this whole time, you were so scared to tell him how you feel about him… only for him to feel the same way. You were always his, ever since you first laid eyes on him.

“I’ve been in love with you since the first time we met,” you told him, voice soft and quiet. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything for anyone else besides you, ever.”

His grin is contagious, warmer than the fire that’s crackling in the fireplace, brighter than the sun on a warm summer day and you swear that in that moment you feel as if it’s just the two of you in this universe.

You lean your face closer to his to then graze your nose against Anakin’s.

“Yeah?” He smiles, blinding and it only widens when you nod shyly. His nose then moves down to press against your cheek, lips just brushing yours.

“Yeah.” You whisper as you bite your bottom lip timidly.

Slowly he brushes his lips against yours before pulling away just slightly. His tongue pokes out to wet his lips, and you have to hold back a moan at the delicious, inviting sight. “Baby,” he breathes, sending shivers down your spine, as his gaze shifts from your lips to your eyes repeatedly. “Can I…?”

You nod immediately, not trusting your words, and then he surges towards you to press his lips against yours. You sigh into it, your eyes sliding shut as you bury your fingers in his hair. Anakin groans low in his throat as your fingernails rake against his scalp. His hands then move to wander all over your body as the kiss deepens.

You whimper as he gives your bottom lip a little nip, swiping his tongue against it afterwards to soothe the sting. You gasp, and Anakin takes the opportunity to access the inside of your mouth with his tongue. You moan, feeling lightheaded and dizzy as the kiss turns more heated.

You always knew that he’d be an amazing kisser, but this is something else. His hands grip you and crushes your body to his with fervour as he licks and sucks at your tongue. All you can do is melt into him, your arms hanging loosely around his shoulders. You let out more moans and sighs into his lips as he continues to massage the inside of your mouth with his tongue just right.

Anakin devours you, pouring all his love into you and claiming your mouth and kissing you with so much passion, your body shudders with want, from the need for him. He moves his lips with yours and swirls his tongue with your own. His hand then moves to tangle in your hair as he presses his body to yours completely.

Your hands move to bury in his hair as well. This time, when you pull his hair it is a bit rougher than you intended to and it tips his head all the way back and he lets out a loud, wanton moan that makes your whole body flush with arousal. You whimper as he finally pulls away, leaving your body flush and panting and craving so much more.

“Oh fuck, baby, that’s perfect.” His voice rumbles low in his throat as his adam’s apple bobs, completely exposed. You have to fight the urge to lean down and nip at it, even more heat washes through you at his words.

“I love you Ani,” you whisper breathlessly, as he leans his head back up and kisses you hard on the mouth, his blunt nails digging into your plush hips. “I love you so much.”

“Please, will you say it again baby? I need to hear you say it once more.” He pleads as his eyes flutter.

“I love you.” You whimper as his mouth connects with yours again.

He groans into you, tilting his head to kiss you deeper, and you open your mouth for him when you feel his tongue tracing your lower lip and licking into your mouth. His hand raises to cup your cheek, the other wrapping tighter around you as he keeps your body pressed to his.

His mouth then moves from your lips to your cheeks as he whispers his love for you again and again. He starts to trail long, hot kisses down your jaw and neck. You whimper pitifully as he suckles lightly on the side of your neck, tilting your head back instinctively to bare more of your soft skin to him.

As he continues to move lower down your skin, Anakin’s tongue pokes out every now and then to lavish your skin with it. Lapping, kissing and sucking at your body. His kisses become longer, hotter and more fervent as he continues on. You whine, squeezing your eyes shut as you pull him closer against you.

Anakin groans and bites down gently on the junction of your neck and shoulder. You cry out, impulsively grinding your hips against his in a desperate search for some much-needed friction against your aching clit.

You gasp, your eyes flying open at the hard bulge you feel against your pussy. You whine as your core starts clenching around nothing, begging for attention, his attention.

Instinctively you start moving your hips against his making him groan against your skin. The feel of his desire pressed against your heated skin is heavenly, and you roll your hips up into his to feel some friction against your core.

“Need you so bad baby,” he groans against your skin. You shudder against him and feel the sensation pool down low between your thighs. You’re certain that your underwear is ruined by now.

A high pitched whimper slips past your lips as he starts to move along with you, grinding against your clothed cunt.

Anakin pulls away to look at you. His blue eyes stare into yours as his hands move underneath your night dress, his fingers trailing up your thigh. You feel yourself grow nervous at his touch. Despite how much you want it, anxiety bubbles up inside the pit of your stomach.

“Wait,” you whisper and his movements halt immediately.

“You okay, sweetheart?” He asks worriedly.

“Y-yeah,” you stutter before exhaling deeply. “You are my best friend, so you know everything about me right?”

“Yes, of course.” He frowns.

You take a shuddering breath, mentally preparing yourself for what you are about to say. “Then that also means that I should tell you that I’ve never been intimate with anyone in my life yet.”

You nibble at your bottom lip as his eyes widen in realisation. He knows what you’re insinuating. That you’re a virgin.

You want Anakin so bad, you’ve been dreaming about this for so long but you’d be lying if this doesn’t make you nervous.

It wasn’t like you haven’t dated before. You have been on plenty of dates all your life, too many actually, you’ve even been in a short relationship, but unfortunately, nobody had really charmed their way into your heart like Anakin did. You’ve tried to get over your feelings for him for a long while but it’s impossible. And the thought of being intimate with anyone else but your best friend just never felt right.

A part of you always hoped that maybe, one day he’d feel the same.

“Oh sweet girl,” he says softly as he looks at you with so much tenderness it has you melting against him all over again. “Please don’t you worry about that,” he smiles warmly as he leans down to nudge his nose against yours. “I will take good care of you.”

“I need and want you so bad, but I’m scared that I might let you down.” You whisper as you continue to nibble anxiously at your bottom lip. “That I’ll disappoint you…”

“Baby,” Anakin speaks softly before he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your temple while he holds you close. Your body relaxes instantly at his affectionate touch. “I am certain you could never disappoint me with this. It doesn’t matter whether you’re experienced or not, you’ll always be the best lover I could ever ask. Because you’re perfect for me.”

He looks at you with so much adoration and love it has you melting against him all over again. “I trust you Ani,” you nod timidly and soon he leans down to envelop your lips in a slow but deep kiss.

Warmth spreads all over your body as his hands start to wander. You whimper against his mouth as his hands slowly caress both of your thighs. Your head is clouded with so much lust, you feel so much love for him. Your brain instantly turns into mush as you continue to kiss each other passionately.

Slowly his hands reach under your night dress moving towards your lower back and trace the soft skin there. You then start to move your hips desperately against his as you moan into his mouth, hoping that Anakin will get the hint soon enough.

The kiss then increases with an intensity that has you gasping for breath. You roll your hips into his, rubbing your throbbing clit against him for some friction against your core. You moan into his mouth as you rub against him. The front of his pyjama pants strains as he grinds along with you again.

Suddenly everything becomes overwhelming, the temperature in the room is rising quickly, the feel of his touch as it wanders all over your skin and the fact that you’re going into a foreign but intimate territory with your best friend has you feeling hot all over.

He groans as you continue to grind up against him, grasping your hips into his hands to halt your movements. You whine as he then rolls you both over, hovering over you as he pins your arms gently against the mattress.

You’re so desperate to feel him again.

“So impatient,” he chuckles with a devious smile after he pulls back momentarily to inhale some air. “Such a needy kitten, begging for my touch.”

“Please,” you whine desperately as you wiggle underneath him.

Moments later his lips press against yours again. The kiss gets more heated the more you kiss each other. His hands move down your body again while yours wander to the back of his head and you pull at some strands softly making him moan into your mouth. One of his hands trails slowly up your stomach as the other holds onto your hip. You’re feeling weak at his touch and warmth pools between your thighs as you continue to kiss each other while your hands wander all over each other.

His fingers brush delicately over the sides of your ribs, moving up and down your skin repeatedly, his fingertips mapping out every dip and curve as they wander all over your skin.

“You’re so soft,” he whispers against your mouth. Moments later he pulls his hands away only for his hands to settle on the hem of your hoodie. “Can I take this off, baby?”

You bite your lip and then nod frantically, unable to use your voice at that moment. He smiles as his hands brush under your hoodie for a second before he hooks his fingers in the fabric and draws it upwards.

You raise your arms to help him remove it. As Anakin is pulling away your first garment, the night gown automatically moves along with it. Soon his hands move down to the fabric underneath, pulling it up along with the hoodie. You feel heat rising on your skin the way his eyes roam all over you, taking in every little detail.

The way Anakin is looking at you, eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration, has you feeling so alive.

You don’t know what to do with your hands. They’re trembling so much, and your core is, too, as he discards both of the pieces of clothing to the side and begins mouthing along your collarbone with affection.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers as his mouth travels all over your exposed skin.

Your bare chests are touching, your skin on fire. You look at him with wide eyes, as he continues to kiss your skin, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

His large hands move to the curve of your waist where it meets your hips and clutches it, holding you tight as he litters damp kisses and nips to your shoulders and any skin along the way down to your breasts. You whimper as he traces the tip of his nose over the swell of your breast.

He leans down, pressing the softest kiss to the side of your breast before he looks up. “Are you okay?” His forearms rests on either side of your body, and when you nod, he brings a single hand up to stroke your left cheek. “If we’re gonna go any further, I need you to talk to me, angel. I need verbal communication. Think you can do that?”

You stare at him for a moment before you nod again. He gives you a knowing look and warmth rises up in your body again. “Sorry,” you whisper. “Y-yes, Ani. Yes, I think I can do that.”

“Good girl,” he praises with a gentle smile. “And if you want me to stop,” he continues, his lips returning to your fiery skin, trailing barely there kisses down the valley of your breasts. Your eyes flutter shut, hands grasping at the sheets. “You tell me right away. Okay?” He mutters in a raw tone, strained.

“Y-yes, I understand Ani.” You whimper.

“Good.”

He breathes in through his nose as he inhales your scent and you shiver when he exhales warmly through his mouth and onto your nipple. “Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful.”

Then, he wraps his lips around one nipple, teeth just skimming your skin as he sucks and licks with passion.

“Ani,” you mewl as you try to grind your hips against something, your cunt seeking friction.

“Good?” he quips back, peering up at you as his mouth curls into a Cheshire Cat smile. You feel your skin flush with heat as you just stare down at him. Lust is written all over your face and he has no trouble reading your expression. So he resumes licking, long, lavishing licks with the flat of his tongue over your pebbled nipple as a hand goes up to squeeze your other breast.

You take it upon yourself to bring the hand that’s squeezing your breast, guiding it down to your heat. As his fingers slip underneath the band of your underwear, down to where you need him the most, his mouth falls open to unleash a loud groan onto your nipple as his fingers slip between your wet lips.

He traces your pussy softly for a while before he pulls himself completely away from you. He sits up as he removes his pants, you whine as you close your eyes, desperate to feel his touch, wanting him on you again.

Once he removes all of his clothes, you feel him move back up to you. He leans down, roving his lips down to your neck, licking and sucking, as his hands cup your sensitive breasts, massaging them in his hands. Heat overwhelms you as Anakin litters soft kisses down your shoulders to your chest. Your hands find his head, running your fingers through his hair as his mouth continues to wander all over your naked skin.

Anakin’s lips move slowly down your body, kissing every little place he can find on your skin while his hands trace along.

He then leans forward, breathing in your core and running his nose along the patch of dampness. You pull at his hair as he inhales your scent. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he hums as he looks up at you with a smile, his hands leave your skin to curl his fingers into the waistband of your panties. “You smell so good. Can’t wait to taste you.”

A shuddering breath leaves your lips as you lift your hips instinctively allowing him to take off your underwear. Once he pushes your legs wide for him, you whimper as the air hits your wet slit. He takes a moment as his eyes take over you, your glistening centre clenching around nothing as he continues to stare at your wet hole.

He licks his lips before leaning down, lips lingering on your thighs, licking and sucking some kisses on your soft skin, Anakin’s lips are so close to where you need him the most yet he feels so far away.

“So pretty,” he murmurs as he guides your legs over either of his shoulders.

You’re about to beg as his lips detach from your thigh, only for moments later to feel him nuzzling against your pussy, smearing your juices across his lips and opening you up to his skilled tongue.

You gasp and squirm at the contact of his wet tongue.

He pulls away again only for his fingers to move to spread your outer lips for him, Anakin smirks as he slides a finger inside of you, watching the way your body squirms at the sensation or the way your wet hole swallows the digit, and you moan against the pillow next to you trying to muffle yourself.

The whine that comes out of you only drives Anakin to seek out more of those heavenly sounds.

“Fuck, such tight pussy.” He moans, as your cunt clenches repeatedly around his digit. “Need to prepare you for my cock.”

Your whines become louder as you feel the pleasure overwhelm you. His fingers are so much bigger than yours, one of his fingers is more pleasurable than any of your fingers.

You whine as your core continues clenching around his finger, begging for more. He pumps his finger in and out of you at a leisurely pace. Instinctively you begin moving your hips, grinding against his hand, as he moans. He looks at you intensely as he continues to fuck you with his finger. His eyes can’t seem to stay in one place as he admires how beautiful you are underneath him.

You are panting heavily, barely able to think straight as he slowly slips two more fingers inside you. Anakin moves them slowly at first as your tight pussy tries to adjust to the addition. The stretch is overwhelming but so satisfying. Little whimpers leave your lips as he fucks you with his fingers. He moves his face back to meet yours, engulfing you in a passionate kiss, swallowing all your little mewls.

Your hands are tangled in his hair, pulling at the strands as your body moves along with the pace of his fingers, feeling him curl them and spread them.

You gasp, his tongue slipping inside your mouth, kissing you with everything that he has. "That feels good doesn't it, baby girl? You like it when I touch you like this?" Anakin groans and his thumb makes contact with your clit. You buck your hips and nod quietly. "Use your words angel," he taunts.

“Yes, please please Ani, feels… so good.” You moan loudly.

Soon his lips travel all the way down your body making you whine and whimper and beg silently for more — all while he’s still finger fucking you.

Anakin inhales your scent as soon as he leans forward, but doesn’t let you wait in anticipation much longer. He wets his lips before his head dips between your legs, warm tongue licking a slow stripe across your outer lips, all the way up to your button.

“Fuck, Aniiii!” You shriek, as your hips buck off the mattress.

Squeaky, senseless noises bubble up from your throat wantonly. Your hips stutter against him and he just sighs like there’s nothing in the world he'd rather be doing than this right now, eating you out on this bed.

You’re a mess of his name, chanted and stuttering over and over again like a prayer. Your eyes squeeze shut to the point of tears, his mouth licks up your clit, he continues to finger you while one of his other hands is holding your hip, pinning you to the soft sheets as you buck into him, trying to urge him to do more.

The way he works up your arousal by pumping his fingers in and out of you, curling up ever so slightly to find the spongy spot inside of you. The familiar coil in your belly continues to build up as Anakin suckles on your sensitive bud. Your abdomen tightens as he starts to quicken his pace again, his fingers hitting into that sweet spot with precision, has your toes curling and clenching your thighs to squeeze around his head.

“Aah, too much!” you squeak, strangled and desperate and extremely close to the edge, “t-too too much, I-I–fuck.”

“Easy, angel,” he whispers before he places a soft kiss on one of your thighs, his fingers stilling inside you.

“Aniiii baby,” you mumble as you borrow your head in the pillow.

“It’s okay baby, I know, I’ve got you” he coos again, his smile all teasing. “It’s a lot. Will you let me continue?”

“Y-yeah, just uh wait a second” you whine.

“Anything for you.”

But after a moment, waiting feels too much. It feels like hours are passing by. You’re already tired of waiting and he is, too. Anakin leans down to dip his tongue between your folds to lick upwards to your clit.

You sigh at the same time he does, except yours is very high-pitched and his sounds so dreamy. Anakin is lapping at you with determination, moving his fingers slowly in and out of you, taking care not to be too rough this time and push you over the edge when you’re not ready for it.

“Oh, my god,” you whimper, trembling digits sinking half into his brown hair and the other against your teeth, trying to silence yourself. “Fuck, ahhh Ani, f-fuck…”

He moans against you as his lips seal around your clit and you buck your hips at the action. “Fucking- you taste good. You feel so good. You’re everything.”

“Fuck, Ani baby, oh my fucking— god,” you cry out loud. You’re sure your friends in the other rooms have heard you by now. He sucks lazily at your clit while he curls his fingers into you. Anakin eventually sucks harder on your clit, still occasionally swirling his tongue around your little bud while moving his fingers inside you a bit faster. You keep chanting his name between moans as you now hold onto his hair with both of your hands.

You gasp loudly as your whole body trembles even more, the hot feeling continues to spread all over your body, your body tingling, your hips moving at their own accord against Anakin’s hand and face. Then your body tenses as you come against his mouth. Your whole mind feels like exploding and all you can see is stars. You feel so overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure and emotions you are experiencing. Your body is still trembling as you feel yourself come down from your high.

“You’re doing so well for me baby,” he says proudly as his fingers slow down, slipping out of you to rub your slit softly, while he continues to lick your clit, still helping you ride out your orgasm.

You are a sputtering mess while he teeters you towards overstimulation.

As you come back to your senses, you feel his fingers slip away from your heat. Your pussy clenches repeatedly around nothing, you feel like a hot storm and you’re sopping wet from the waist down and dripping down the poor sheets, as you whimper helplessly.

You need him so bad. Your pussy continues to pulse, begging to be filled all over again. Begging for his cock.

Your eyes are still closed as you feel your legs being spread further apart with his strong hands. A loud broken moan leaves your lips as Anakin dives between your legs again, licking a stripe up through your folds and teasingly dipping his tongue into your needy hole before he travels up to your clit, spreading your lips with his wet muscle and sucking your button into his mouth.

You practically scream at his actions, arching your back slightly off the bed. Your body trembles terribly. You need more. You try to grind your wetness slowly against his lips as your body continues to shake.

Strong arms are suddenly locked around your thighs, securing your hips with his biceps, holding you still despite your attempts to grind your pussy against his lips.

“Taste so good kitten, could eat this pussy all day.”

The man you love the most in this whole universe is between your legs as he keeps sliding his tongue up and down your sensitive slit. Your little mewls and other noises spur him on, to move his lips back up to your clit. He then sucks the nub softly between his lips.

Eventually he leans down, slipping his tongue into your entrance, he curls the muscle upward to brush your walls, the sight of your fingers bunching the fabric of the sheets in a tight grip encouraging him to do it again.

You’re a mess, a whimpering needy mess. Your hips try to move against his face as you continue to moan breathlessly underneath him. Writhing below him, you feel him lick up and press against a sensitive spot inside that has you seeing stars, while your hips buck against his face uncontrollably. Thighs clamp around his head as you feel another orgasm nearing. Defiance and greed consumes your thoughts, your fingers once again gripping onto his brown hair rather harshly and hips pushing against his face to shove his tongue deeper into your hole.

“Ahhh Anakiiiin—” you drag out. You are so close, you just need one more little push.

You’re moving your hips against his face, fucking yourself onto his tongue as he applies pressure on your sensitive spot inside you with his tongue, you can feel his thumb circling your clit, making you see stars.

“Be a good girl and come for me,” Anakin moans against your pussy before plunging his tongue back inside. With a bit more pressure on your clit and the sound of his deep voice you come with a loud whine, your vision turning white and your ears ringing as you feel your movements against his face getting sloppier.

Your hips are stuttering until the final waves of aftershock pass. Gently, he laps at your release until the overstimulation is getting too much.

“You did so well angel, you’re so good to me. So beautiful. You taste so good and sweet.” He says, his voice deep, as he kisses the skin of your inner thigh.

You whimper at his words, gently pulling your hips away from his mouth. He grins, holding eye contact as he brings his glistening fingers to his mouth.

You giggle as he licks his fingers clean, feeling slightly embarrassed by the action. You bring your hands up lazily to cover your heated cheeks, but Anakin is having none of it. He places soft kisses all over your hands and then drags them down gently, then leans down to pepper kisses to your nose, your forehead, your cheeks, until his mouth lands on your lips with a smile, joining in on the soft laughter between each kiss.

He pulls away with a satisfied sigh, he smiles as he reaches to touch the side of your neck, tracing his fingertips up and down.

You sigh as you melt at the feel of his touch and kiss his thumb as it comes to trace across your lips. You wrap your still shaky legs around his hips as you stare into his eyes.

“I think I’m ready.”

“Sure?” He asks softly.

“Yes,” you nod as you then snake your hand between the both of you, bringing your hand up to cup his cheek.

“We can stop at any time if it’s becoming too much for you,” he reminds you, and you know the serious look in his eyes comes from nowhere else but concern.

You pout up at him as you trace your fingers over the scar of his right eye. “I know I’m nervous but I don’t want to stop.”

“Sweetheart,” he coos. “I just want you to be comfortable and I want you to know that it’s okay if you change your mind. I wouldn’t adore you any less if we stop here tonight.”

Tears well up in your eyes as you try to fight them from rolling down your cheeks. His words truly touch you. There’s no one in this world that you adore more than him. You were certain you wanted to continue with him but after his reassurance, you want him even more. You love this man so much. He’s your everything.

You take a deep breath, swallowing back the lump in your throat and bringing your other hand up to cradle both of his cheeks. He looks you in the eyes with intensity. “I want to experience this with you,” you say softly. “I trust and love you with everything that I am.”

He looks at you with so much adoration, tenderness and like you’re a goddess. As if you’re meant to be worshipped and held with the utmost reverence. It has your cheeks heat up, but it also warms your heart, making you feel a lot less nervous.

He then leans down to enwrap your mouth with his, kissing you deeply as he cups your face. Your legs tighten around his hips, pushing him closer against your body. You can feel his hard cock against your core as it strains against the confines of his underwear, sending another hot flash of arousal through you.

Taking a leap of faith, you trail your hands from his cheeks all the way down his torso until your fingers meet his abdomen, slipping momentarily underneath the waistband of his boxers. Then your hands move to the band, as you tug at it.

Anakin watches you as all he can do is focus on your touch, and when he feels the still of your hands, he takes it upon himself to slowly peel back, shuffling a bit to rid himself of the last remaining clothing off of him. He tosses it aside, fully exposing himself to your hungry eyes.

Your breath hitches, your eyes wide. Fuck, he was massive. Long and thick in all the right ways. A spark of heat shoots down to your clenching core as you imagine how he will fit or fill you. But it is also accompanied by a twinge of nerves.

Anakin chuckles as he moves back closer to you, as his lips chase your own, as he envelops you into another sweet but deep kiss. “What is this beautiful head of yours thinking?”

“H-how?” You say quietly as you stare at him.

Anakin laughs softly and you can’t help but pout up at him as you hear his soft laughter. “I promise, it will fit.” He reassures you quickly as his hand cups your cheek gently. “Don’t you worry my sweet girl.”

He guides himself into position, his tip poking slightly at your entrance and causing another surge of heat to course through your veins. He rests his forehead against yours, looking deeply into your eyes.

You smile and bite your lip as you roll your hips against his to feel his cock. It turns slick as you keep grinding yourself against him, he glides his hips along with yours as he rubs against you.

“I love you,” you whisper as you nuzzle your nose against his, reaching up to place a soft kiss to his lips.

His eyes glow in the orange light with a soft, loving warmth. “I love you too.” He presses another sweet kiss to your lips.

The two of you kiss languidly for a moment, treasuring the heat of each other's bodies as your lips slot together with ease, but soon enough the kisses become deeper, and hands start to grip tighter and legs tangling together.

He holds his length in his hands as he keeps rubbing the head of his cock from your entrance, up to your clit, circling until you squirm underneath him, and back down. Anakin loves the sounds you make as he spreads his precum around your slit, where you are still dripping for him.

The thought of him finally entering you with his cock makes you wetter and turns you even more on. Anakin swallows your whines with his lips against yours, his hips rolling with yours. He kisses you full with fervour, his grip on you intensifying heatedly.

You’re trembling against him, full of anticipation. His body covers your whole body with his. You writhe against him, wishing he was just in you already and filling you up and making you see white.

“I’ll try to go slow, okay, angel?” He says before leaning back down to kiss your lips again, he reaches down and grasps himself to line up between your lips and slide. He is rubbing the tip firmly over your slit and your mind is all over the place.

“P-please, Anakin,” you stutter, your body trembling even more underneath him. “P-put it in, please?”

He rubs himself up and down your slit for a while longer before he moves his dick teasingly around your core. You arch your back slightly and whine loudly out of frustration.

“Relax baby girl,” he whispers against your mouth.

You whimper in anticipation as his forehead touches yours. He nudges the tip of him against your hole, still slick with arousal. Your legs tremble underneath him, a mix of nerves and excitement. Once he notches himself inside of you, a gasp elicits from the both of you.

You know it was just the tip of him, but you can’t help but feel the stretch already. Anakin slides in so slowly it’s agonising. He’s careful, like he’s afraid you might break. You let out a long broken whine as he gradually pushes more of him inside you. He’s so big.

You tangle your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling slightly as you whine underneath him. He pants along with you, his warm breath fanning over your face while he keeps his forehead pressed against yours. The stretch stings, but his pace keeps it bearable. He guides himself a centimetre further, then another, another, until you are digging your nails into his scalp, a gasp spilling from your lips.

His hips still instantly once he hears the pained noises falling from your lips. Tears begin to prickle at your waterline, a combination of discomfort and the overwhelming feelings coursing through you.

“Doing so good for me baby,” he praises as he peppers your face with soft kisses. “You’re doing amazing.”

“Please,” you whimper as your eyes flutter close.

He continues to move almost painfully slow, letting you adjust to every centimetre of him. After a couple of seconds you’re able to relax more into it. You whimper, clutching his shoulders at the stretch, the heat in your abdomen growing as your walls flutter around him, pleasure beginning to bloom in your stomach.

“Such a good girl,” he grunts softly. You think there isn’t a possibility to get more wet but as he utters those words you feel your heat get even more wet.

Once he bottoms out, a soft gasp slips past your lips as his tip kisses your cervix. The tears that lingered at your eyes are now falling freely down your cheeks. You feel so full and relieved as he stills against you. Your walls involuntarily flutter around him, getting used to his size. Anakin’s soft lips are on your forehead, leaving soft kisses and whispering sweet nothings and words of encouragement.

You take your time, your eyes slowly opening once you’re ready. As you open your eyes unhurriedly, Anakin is already staring down at you with an intense concern. “I’m fine,” you promise with a pant, nodding as you look at him. “It’s just, a lot.”

As you feel yourself adjust to his size, you realise how full you feel. So full, as if he is made for you, and only you. The feeling of him filling you up so completely has you seeing stars.

You need more.

He groans as you clench around him, and you note the twitch of restraint in his focused brow. “Ani, you can move,” you whisper, bringing a shaky hand up to push the curls that fell before his eyes and off his forehead.

He looks at you with a tender look, before he moans after you squeeze around his girth and tilt your hips to invite him to move. He wets his lips before he moves slow and deep. His thrusts start as gentle rocks of his hips, never pulling too far in or out, just enough to feel every movement. The sting hurts for a moment, but it easily morphs into a more pleasurable feeling as he continues to move against you.

Slowly, you are getting used to his girth, anticipating it every time he pulls out of you before moving forward. Your legs are splayed open on either side of his hips as he grinds his cock into you. The angle is so good, gradually he picks up his pace, leaving you a whimpering mess underneath him. As he fucks into you in languid strokes, the sound of slick skin is being heard in the room.

Every time he thrusts into you, his pelvic bone drags along your throbbing clit, making you cry out his name in pure ecstasy.

“You’re taking me so well, sweet girl. Doing so so, good for me.” He whispers against your skin as he moves to nuzzle his face against your neck.

Soft grunts fall from Anakin’s lips whenever he hits a specific deep spot inside you. You whimper as his lips move back up to your lips, enveloping them in a heated kiss. He snakes one of his hands down between your conjoined bodies finding your clit as he rubs two fingers over the sensitive nub.

At a certain point you feel him slide into a pressure point in your core and coupled with the way his fingers circle your clit, it has you clenching like a vise around his dick. Your eyes roll to the back of your head from the pleasure he is providing you. The whimpers that fall off your lips become higher pitched as he picks up his pace.

“Feeling good baby?” He moans, as his lips curl into a soft smile while he can’t help but admire the way your face contorts in pure pleasure. Too overwhelmed by the new experience. Filth and praise continues to come out of his mouth as he fucks you. “This pussy was made for me.”

His mouth covers your own instead as he swallows all your little noises of pleasure, you can feel the tightness return in your belly, the tight coil that pulls tighter with every movement and every touch.

Your whimpers, gasps of pleasure and pants increase as ecstasy and warmth overwhelm your senses.

His hands can’t get enough of you, sliding around your hips and lower back, wanting to feel all of you, touch you everywhere. You whimper at the feeling of his speed, feeling another orgasm coming so close, eyes tightly shut and legs locked bruisingly around Anakin’s hips. He can feel it too, in the way you clench and squeeze at his length, and he starts to drive even harder into your heat as he tilts his hips gently, searching for the one place that he hopes will blow your mind.

Your arms tremble as they wrap around him, your nails digging in his back making him groan on top of you. The feeling of the coil tightening in your belly, is tingling down to your legs, ready to snap at any moment.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, cursing under his breath when you purposefully tighten your walls around him. “Bet you’d look even prettier with my cum inside your pussy. All full and messy.”

“Please…” you moan as you think about him filling you up. “Please Ani, baby, fill this pussy up.”

He grunts as he buries his face into your neck as he fucks into you, making the whole bed rattle at his force.

“You want to cum sweetheart?”

You nod frantically at his words while your eyes flutter close as you bite your lip harshly. You're bucking up beneath him, nails digging into his skin even more as his hand moves back to your clit as another comes to intertwine your hands together, pinning them to the bed. He rubs your clit with enough pressure to ensure you’ll cum around him.

“Cum for me, kitten.” Anakin demands softly.

And when he finally nudges against that spot inside you coupled with his deep voice– you're exploding, shattering, and detonating all at once, crying out his name. Blood is rushing so wildly in your ears that you can't possibly hear the way you wail and sob as he crashes his lips onto yours, swallowing all your noises. Your head lolls back, your back arching violently as you twist and contort in pleasure under him.

Anakin groans in your ear as your walls spasm and pulse around his cock, begging him to cum inside, desperate for him to fill you up the way he promised.

“Fuck,“ he moans, pushing himself up as he thrusts deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. “You want me to fill this pussy up? Make it all messy?”

You’re still in a daze but you’re still able to understand him so you nod vigorously at his words, whining even more at the sensitivity. Your pussy squeezes around his cock in anticipation. “Please…”

He moves his hips sloppily before he groans loudly, as he finally cums inside you. The warmth of his seed fills you up and spreads within your walls. You whimper at the feel of his cum dripping out of you once he pulls out.

It's a blurry haze when you come back to your senses, your whole body is aching whilst simultaneously feeling the most relaxed you've ever been, equally as exhausted as it is energised, and you don't bother trying to question why. Just pure contentment.

Once both of you caught your breaths, Anakin leans his forehead against yours before kissing you tenderly.

“That was…” He breathes, smiling tiredly at the complete dopey mess he's made of you; hair all over the place and eyes lidded heavily, heated skin glowing and your lips looking swollen from all the kisses you’ve both shared.

“Oh yeah, that was amazing.” Your voice comes out hoarse, still recovering from the height and volume it had gone, and you clear your throat gently before you smile up at him.

Your skin is sweaty and sticky but he doesn't seem to care, pulling you closer and running his hands over any piece of skin he can find, still in awe at how amazing you looked coming apart beneath him— all because of him.

You’re overwhelmed with so much love and adoration as you look at him. Both of your hands come up to cup his cheeks before you pull him down again for another sweet and slow kiss.

Suddenly his body shakes above yours as he chuckles. You pull away from his lips as you look at him with a confused grin. “What’s so funny?”

“I’m thankful everyone made sure that we would be sharing a room together.” He says before laughing as you look at him with a surprised expression on your face.

“Oh my god. You think they set us up?” Your eyes widen and you gasp as realisation hits you.

“I don’t just think so, I’m very certain of this.” He continues between chuckles. “In fact, I’m pretty sure some of them even bet on us.”

“They did not!” You gasp dramatically before you giggle along with him.

“They sure did,” he smirks as you continue to laugh softly underneath him. He leans down to press a soft kiss against your forehead, “we have to clean you up.” Anakin mumbles as his fingers trace down your sides causing you to shiver and close your eyes.

“Later, I’m tired,” you murmur back whiningly.

With a low laugh he picks you up, making you yelp in surprise. “Up you go.” You’re about to complain that you can walk perfectly to the bathroom on your own, when you feel sore and your legs feel numb.

He reaches the bathroom, he then sits you down on the edge of the bathtub all while running the water and surprising you by adding in your favourite bath bomb, to make a bubble bath. You can’t believe he brought your fave bath bomb along on this trip. It brings a smile to your face. Once the bath is warm and semi filled, he picks you up again and helps you in the tub and you close your eyes, feeling your muscles relax quickly, basking in the warmth and comfort of the bath.

“Ani?” You question, hoping that he’s still in the room.

“Yes, my princess?” He says softly.

Your eyes flutter open and you see him sitting next to the end of the tub. “Can you please, join me?” You whisper timidly.

“Of course, angel.” Anakin smiles before he stands up.

You look up at him as you scoot towards the middle of the tub, leaving him some space to slip behind you. Anakin slips one foot in as you scoot further away to allow him to comfortably move himself into the bath.

His arms wrap around your middle as he pulls you impossibly closer to him. You sigh happily as you lean your body against his.

“I love you,” he whispers against your ear as he presses soft kisses down your neck. You smile as you melt in his embrace.

“I love you too.”

For a while, you stay like this, enjoying each other’s warmth and company.

Until,

“You think they heard us?”

“Ani!” You hit his arm playfully. “I was enjoying the calm and our moment together.”

He chuckles as he shrugs against you. “I am serious.”

“Yeah sure,” you say, your voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Was that sarcasm? Because I can be serious.” He laughs as he pinches your side teasingly. “Very serious.”

You squeak at the pinch, soon morphing into giggles as he tickles you. “No!” you gasp as you try to wriggle out of his grasp.

You continue to giggle as you feel his fingers trace against your sides, knowing that is where you’re ticklish.

“No! Stop! This isn’t fair,” you say as you try to gasp for air while still laughing, “you know that I’m sensitive here.”

“You know what’s not fair? Making fun of your boyfriend who is trying to be very serious.”

You gasp dramatically, “that’s not true and you know it!”

“I’ll stop when you promise to stop laughing.” Anakin says, as he grabs your waist.

“Okay, okay! I’ll stop. But I can’t stop laughing when you keep touching me like this.” You close your eyes and giggle as he’s still tracing the sides of your body.

Anakin hums as he stops his movements, his arms wrapping around your waist instead, pulling you flush against him again.

You sigh relieved when you’re not feeling ticklish anymore.

He brings one of his hands up to your cheeks, moving your face right up to level with his lips a mere breath away. “Even when you’re laughing at me, you’re still the sexiest and most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

His lips then envelop yours in a soft and gentle kiss.

“I love you,” he whispers against your lips.

Shuffling closer into him in the water, you press your naked body against his. Easily, your legs tangle together, and closing your eyes, you let his words and the comfort of his presence wash over you.

“I love you too.”

And that’s how the rest of the night goes, tender kisses and soft touches shared between you two as you enjoy each other's company. Feeling so loved and at home as you melt in his embrace.

Stay Quiet

Summary: Anakin is asked to be your tutor. The forced proximity forces some tension to be released

Pairing: nerd!anakin x reader

Warnings: kinda awkward reader, smut, piv, unprotected sex, oral(m receiving), stuffing a tie in his mouth, reader is down bad, sub!anakin

A/n: due to this anon's ask. Thank you the lovely @thesassypadawan for giving me this idea 🫶🏼

You were so close to failing your astronomy class. You thought it would be easy considering you love outer space but you underestimated just how difficult it would actually be. Your heart dropped when your professor told you to stay after class. You anxiously watched as the flood of students slowly emptied the classroom.

You almost cried when he said you were in trouble. "You are at a great risk of failing. So to help, I got you a tutor to help you pass my class."

You internally roll your eyes, not wanting to have someone else make you feel dumber than you already felt. But when your new tutor walked in the classroom adjusting his tie, you almost fainted. "This is Anakin Skywalker, he was my best student last year. He'll be your new tutor."

Anakin Skywalker, aka the guy you have been crushing on for most of your college years. He was not popular nor drooled over by most girls but he most certainly had your attention. He was the smartest boy you've ever known which just made him more attractive in your eyes. You loved smart men, and he wasn't ugly in the slightest which definitely added to his appeal.

You've rarely ever spoken to him, only exchanging a few words, but you shared a few classes with him in the past. He's mostly the reason why you're failing. Instead of paying attention to the lectures, you're busy daydreaming about him. It only makes sense that he's the one to be your tutor.

"Hi, I've seen you around before. Pleasure to be your tutor." He gave you a smile that made you weak in the knees.

It was when you notice him glance down that you realize he's holding his hand out and you've been staring. "Uh yeah! Thank you, I really appreciate it!" You shake his hand and boy did you want to hold it longer, maybe even feel it wrapped around your throa-

"So um, is tomorrow night in the library okay? Maybe 8pm?" He clears his throat when you let go of his hand and he adjusts his glasses. You notice him stretch out the hand you were holding in a Mr Darcy manner but you decided to pay no mind to the gesture.

"Yeah! Sounds good!" You say giving him a thumbs up—which you wish you didn't.

-

For the whole day leading up to 8 pm, you were an anxious mess. What do you wear? What do you say? Should you study beforehand so you don't seem like a complete idiot?

You rummage through your closet to find the right outfit to wear. A dress was too formal, sweats were too lazy. A sweater and leggings should be fine right? Once you were finally content with your outfit of choice, you had 30 minutes until you had to meet Anakin.

The campus library wasn't that far from your dorm so you had enough time. You sat on your bed until it was time to leave. Your leg anxiously bounced up and down, waiting for the clock to move.

About 5 minutes passed when you decided "maybe I should just go now. It wouldn't hurt to be early." You grab your bag and head out to the campus library.

The library was pretty empty for the most part, only a few students sitting at the tables and computers. The librarian was wandering around every so often, organizing books and such but she mostly sat at the front desk. You settle into a table in the back away from everyone else. While scrolling through your phone for a bit, you check the time. It's 7:55 which means Anakin should be here soon.

You take out your books and laptop to get everything ready. You check the time again, it's 8 o clock and he's not here yet. "Maybe he's just running a little late." You skim through some of the text and get lost in the equations.

"Yeah I definitely need help."

It's been twenty minutes after your initial meeting time and pretty much everyone has left. You considered leaving too but held on to a bit of hope. Finally, you hear the echoing sound of the doors shutting and fast footsteps wandering around the library.

Anakin turns around the corner and sees you, he sighs in relief as he fixes his tie. "I am so sorry I'm late! I got caught up in a project for my aerospace engineering class and I lost track of time." He sets down his things and messily starts taking everything out.

"It's okay," you give him a reassuring smile. You were a bit annoyed but he could never make you mad for too long. One look at him and you forget all your problems.

"Have you been here for long?" He looks at you with a worried look that he had made you wait for too long. "No," you lie. Thirty minutes past the initial meeting time actually but who's counting?

He gives you another guilty smile, "again, I'm really sorry. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again." Before you could stop yourself, you say, "it better not or else I'll have to punish you."

Anakin stops what he's doing and looks at you, "what?" He chokes out. Your words finally catch up to you and you try your best to recover from the embarassment. "Nothing! Sorry, bad joke," you try to laugh it off and Anakin thankfully let's it go. "Let's just get started." He smiles and takes out the last of his things. While his gaze is away, you curse at yourself in your head and cover your face.

Despite the nerves and previous embarassment, you were really glad that Anakin was your tutor. He was really patient and explained everything you were confused about. He didn't make you feel stupid, he genuinely seemed to care enough for you to understand, which you were very grateful for.

The longer you spent time with him, the more you grew to be comfortable around him. He was really funny, cracking a few jokes here and there as he tutored you. It wasn't until the end of the session that you realized you weren't anxious around him anymore. Gone were your nerves, replaced with a comfortability and confidence

"Well, that's all for today's session." He closes the textbook and starts putting his things back into his bag. "You did really good! I'm proud of you!" Although it shouldn't effect you as much as it did, those words went straight down to your core. He was feeding your praise kink and he didn't even know it.

He stood up to leave but you were quick to stop him, deciding to take advantage of your newfound confidence. "Wait, I wanted to repay you. It means a lot that you took the time and patience to help me," you sweetly smile at him. He has no clue what the rest of the night holds for him.

He waves it off, "don't worry about it! I'm just glad I could help." He's about to leave again but you stop him once more, holding his wrist this time. Anakin's breath hitched and goosebumps formed when he felt your skin touch his. Fuck, was he really that touch starved?

He hadn't felt a woman's touch in ages, too wrapped up in his studies to focus on dating or sex. There was no mistake that you were gorgeous in his eyes. When he found out you were the one he would be tutoring, he had to fight for his life to not get a hard on right there. He panicked when he found out he was late and kicked himself the whole way to the library. He had hoped that he didn't ruin his impression on you.

With your hand still holding his wrist, he fell right under your spell with ease. "What-" he cleared his throat, "what did you have in mind?" He watched as a smirk formed on your pretty face.

"I'll show you." You back him up against the bookshelf behind him. Thankfully it was bolted to the floor so it won't fall. He drops his bag onto the floor and holds your waist when you press your body against his. You lean into his lips a bit, testing the waters to see if he'd pull away, but he closes the gap for you.

You let out a moan, finally getting the chance to feel his lips, and more. As he brings you closer, you could feel his hardened dick against your thigh. You practically salivate at the thought of what you're about to do.

You disconnect your lips and travel them downward to his neck. You loved the sounds of his heavy breathing and the way he'd tighten his grip on your waist when you'd kiss his Adam's apple.

"I want to make you feel good" you pull away to look at him for confirmation, "is that okay with you?" If you had told Anakin that instead of rushing back to his dorm to fix his boner that you'd take care of him, he wouldn't believe it for a bit. He frantically nods, "yes. More than okay!" You were already on your knees unbuckling his belt.

"Fuck," he breathed out when he feels your lips around his tip. He lets out a loud moan when you take him all the way. You pull away, lifting a finger up to your lips, "you gotta be quiet baby. There might be some people here still." He nods and apologizes.

He tries to keep his pleasurable sounds at bay, biting his lip and even covering his mouth with his hand but you just felt so good. It was impossible to stay quiet when you deep throat him like this. You're forced to pull away again when he let's out another loud moan.

You stand back up, much to his dismay and quickly untie the tie around his neck. He doesn't get the chance to question you before you stuff it in his mouth, silencing his moans.

"Now you can be as loud as you want," you wink and kiss his cheek before you get back down on your knees. Thankfully, the tie did muffle his sounds enough so only you can hear them. His grip on your hair tightens when one of your hands lower to massage his balls. Anakin hadn't dated let alone had sex with anyone else besides his first girlfriend but he swore this was the best head he was ever gonna get. His other hand grasped at the bookshelf behind him, trying to grab onto anything to keep him grounded.

Years without sex had him nearing his climax a lot faster than he would have expected. You suctioned your cheeks and he threw his head against the bookshelf as he came, causing a few books to fall down. There's a chance the librarian may hear but he didn't care. How could he when you made him see stars with your mouth?

You wiped your mouth and rose back to your feet. You took his tie out of his mouth, wrapping it around his neck so you can tug his lips to yours. His breath got heavier the more you two made out. His hand scrunched up your hair while his other needily grabbed at your ass.

"You want me to fuck you Ani?" The nickname just slipped out but he could almost cum again from hearing it from your lips. "Yes, please fuck me," he whined out. His tip was throbbing red, still insanely hard despite his previous orgasm. He shuttered as your thigh accidentally grazed him.

You drag him back to the table by his tie and push him down onto the chair he was previously sat in. You stood in front of Anakin as he was quick to drag your pants down your legs, eager to feel you tightly wrapped around his cock.

When he pulled down your underwear and saw how wet you were, fuck, he wanted to taste you so fucking bad. "I want you to sit on my face, let me fuck you with my tongue." He looked up at you with doe eyes. He wanted you to use his tongue until you were done with him, not caring if he couldn't breathe. But as tempting as that sounded, you had other plans, pocketing that thought for another time.

"Next time, I need something else now." Anakin's hopes soared when you said that. Next time? He'll be able to feel this good again? You rubbed the throbbing red tip along your folds, getting wetter by the second. Anakin squeezed the edge of his chair, restraining himself from slamming you down onto him.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for you to end both of your suffering. You slowly slid down on his throbbing member. He thought your mouth was heavenly but holy shit- your pussy will send him to hell for all the things he wants to do to you. Anakin's eyebrows scrunched up and his jaw slacked as you took every inch.

You let out a sigh when you finally bottomed out. You felt like the stars finally aligned feeling him inside you. You lead Anakin's hands to your hips, wanting to feel his touch. He squeezes tightly when you begin moving up and down. A moan makes its way up his throat and you're quick to shove his tie back in his mouth.

While still riding him, you unbuttoned his shirt. You loved the way his breathing hitched as you raked your nails down his abdomen. He wasn't super jacked but you could definitely feel some definition. He slid your sweater off, pleased to find that you only had a bra on underneath. Less clothes for him to take off, the better.

He brought your bra down, removing his tie from his mouth and latching his mouth onto your nippple. Goosebumps formed on your skin as he trailed his hands down your spine and squeezing your ass. You feel him moaning against your tit as he bucks up to meet your thrusts.

You brought one of his hands up to your throat and moaned when he lightly chokes you. "I want you to cum for me Ani." You squeeze at his hair, your lips ocassionally grazing against his. His glasses were fogging up from both of your rapid breathing.

He shook his head, "you first." He let out quick pants as he got closer to his climax. But he needed to hold out, he wanted to feel you clench him tight before he came. He slid his hand on your throat down to your clit and started rubbing fast circles. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you sped up the pace.

"I'm close! Keep rubbing my clit like that! Ugh please don't stop!" You lean your head on his shoulder. The moans from your mouth going straight to his ear, driving him crazy. He thrusts up harder and faster while still rubbing your clit. You cum with a cry, biting down on his neck to silence your loud moans.

Soon enough you feel a gush of warmth inside of you. You could feel Anakin's legs quiver as he shakily groans in your ear. His shoulders immediately hunch over as he drops his head on your shoulder and wraps his arms tighter around your body to hug you,

You place light kisses along his neck. You move your kisses up his jaw and fix his glasses before connecting your lips with his. He exhales in content against your lips. "We'll definitely need to have more lessons," he mutters against your lips, "Tomorrow night...in my dorm."

You smile against his mouth, "that sounds like a plan." While smoothing out his hair, you're now cockwarming him as you two stare lovingly at each other. You loved this man to the moon and back. And you intended to keep him all to yourself.

Zack “the puppy” Fair, everyone.

Quick EuroDead

Oh god-

imagine sam folding and being subby for his overly girly and cutesy girlfriend after she ask’s nicely :)))

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nsfw; sub!sam x dom!fem!reader, nipple play, biting, dry humping

use of; baby

a/n love this prompt aaaahhgggg

“please, cmon, you always take the lead.. why can’t i for once?” you plead to sam, propped up against the headboard, holding your thighs while you straddle him. he sighs “i dunno princess, will you be able to? what if you don’t like it? shouldn’t we talk about it more?” he tilts his head to the side as he questions you.

you squirm on his lap making his thought to tell you ‘no’ dwindle away. “please sam, please, please, it’ll be so good, promise!” you plead again, still squirming in his lap. his hands move from your thighs to your hips to stop the unintentional grinding on his dick. he groans “y’gotta stop movin like that baby, uh- so what, you want to be a dom now or something?” he smirks teasing you.

getting antsy you start trying to squirm against the hold he has on you, “sam, cmon just let me try, cmon pretty please?” you whine. your grinding on his dick in just the right way, he’s just a man, and fuck it’s hard to turn this down, and honestly all logic flew out the window the moment your hips started moving on him. he squeezes your hips encouragingly, “alright you have me, do as you want.” he sighs in defeat.

you move his hands off your hips, with a stutter from him, he was going to open his mouth and ask you what you’re doing. but you’re in charge so he lets you move his hands above his head. “keep them there, no touching.” you say. he blinks at you in disbelief, “no touching?!” he exclaims. he loves touching you, feeling your warm body, memorising every curve and dip.

“you heard me.” you say with an odd stern tone to your voice. sam huffs a noise of semi approval. you move your hands under his shirt, slowly touching, trying to memorise him, as he had you. he groans when your fingers brush lightly over his nipples, and unexpectedly pinch them hard, making a loud noise of surprise. “fuck! what the fuck!?” you chuckle, “y’know it feels good baby, trust me.” he opens his mouth but shuts it, the way you’re talking sends a shiver if anticipation down his spine, and makes his dick twitch uncomfortably in his pants.

your feverish hands move quickly to take his shirt off and latch your lips onto one of the sensitive buds, his hips unintentionally buck up and he stiffles a moan, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. removing your mouth, while on the way to the other, you mumble “sensitive boy huh? who would’ve guessed.”

at this he whines. a pathetic, pitiful whine, you’ve never heard something like that from him, and were determined to get more. you latch your mouth onto the other bud, nipping every so often, making him writhe and squirm.

you take your mouth off of him replacing it with your fingers. teasing and pinching at them, you strategically place your knee in between his legs, settling right where his aching dick rested.

he immediately starts bucking his hips to finally get the friction he’d be so desperately trying to acquire. “ohhh fuckk” he moans out loudly. you watch him, as your usually dominant, fucking-you-until-you-scream-boyfriend, has his hands obediently above his head, his nipples being pinched and played with, and bucking against your knee like a rabid dog.

you try experimentally pinching a bit harder, making his gasp and bite his lip, “fuck- yeah like that- hard!” he barely manages to make out through the moans. you moved your lips down to his neck, sucking harshly, not just nipping, but biting, your teeth sinking into his skin, every bite makes him let out a guttural moan if pure pleasure and ecstasy.

moving down to his collarbones, repeatedly sinking your teeth into the flesh, leaving your mark all over him, unable to be hidden. his erratic hips buck up against your knee, the confinement of his jeans making him get closer and closer to the edge. he can feel the coil, but the pleasure is to immense, he can’t even form a word or sentence, just moans, whines and whimpers. he just needs something to throw him over the edge.

and then you do it.

smirking to yourself, you move your mouth down to one of his nipples, lightly sucking at first, but then all of a sudden, you bite it, hard. and thats what did it. his hips are stuttering, his breathy moans are constant, as you pull back you watch as the orgasm washes over him.

slowly he comes down, his hips slowing down and eventually stopping, his breathing becoming more steady, and moans turn into pants.

“holy fuck” he sighs, covering his face with his hands.

Gabriel Bernardo on IG 🥀

Devil In Disguise

Summary: When you first fell in love with Anakin, you believed he was inexperienced with romance and lust. Boy were you wrong

Warnings: fluff, smut, piv, oral(f receiving), fingering, squirting, protected sex, MDNI, 18+

A/n: Based on my concept. I've had this in my drafts for so long and was finally able to finish it. Also this nerd!Ani being into aerospace engineering, video games, and comics came from the beautiful mind of @fuckmyskywalker 😘

You met Anakin at a local bar. You were wearing a nice dress with your hair and makeup done, ready for a date who ultimately stood you up.

After standing outside the restaurant for 20 minutes, you ended up walking to the bar across the street. This is getting ridiculous. Not even a text or phone call? Fuck that guy!

You were sick of dating apps. Going on dates with men who only cared about getting laid or bragging about themselves. Getting all dolled up to just to be stood up looking like an idiot.

You were in the middle of deleting all of your dating apps when you heard a man speak. "I'll have a sex on the beach, actually a martini, y'know what? I'll just take a shirley temple."

"Not feeling alcohol today?" You ask him. He looks to you and his eyes widen, as if he was shocked you were talking to him.

"Never really liked alcohol. Well- just wine but they don't have the one I like," he stuttered as he struggled to look at you. Damn you were gorgeous.

"So why come to a bar?" You frown in confusion.

"I'm here with my coworkers. One of them got a promotion and wanted to celebrate." He gave a tight lip smile and short nod to the bartender who gave him his drink.

"Actually I'll have one too," you tell the bartender, "what do you do for work?" You turn back to the man, moving a few seats closer to him.

He was having a difficult time keeping his cool. A beautiful woman was here talking to him. Interested in what he was saying about his job as an aerospace engineer.

You had no idea what that was before you met him. The way he explained it made it really easy to follow along and it was quite fascinating. Although, you got distracted a few times just staring at him.

You admired how his face lit up talking about his work and how passionate he was about it. Most of the guys you had gone on dates with talked about money and looks but he was different.

He was shy and adorable and very very smart. He wasn't full of himself, if anything he was humble. Granted, this wasn't a date but you definitively started to feel infatuated with him.

"I should get going," you look at the time and see that it's 2 am already, "I have work later today." You see the disappointment on his face and you wanted so desperately to stay with him. But you couldn't.

"Here. What's your number?" You pull out your phone. He smiles and tells you his number. "What's your name? I didn't even realize we never introduced ourselves." You had gotten so caught up in the conversation that it slipped your mind to even ask his name.

"Anakin, Anakin Skywalker."

"I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n." You hold out your hand and he shakes it. His heart raced when he felt your skin against his. He wanted to hold your hand all the time. Feel your soft lips on his. Then his mind started drifting to some rather inappropriate thoughts. Like what your whole body would feel like under his... or maybe on top. He's only been with one woman, way back in college, so he doesn't have much experience with that sort of thing. But fuck, he wanted to do everything and anything with you.

He shakes those dirty thoughts away and gives you his phone so you could type in your number. "It was nice meeting you Anakin," you smile as you walk backwards. You couldn't seem to take your eyes off of him just yet.

"It was nice meeting you too," he smiles and looks back at his phone once you walked out the door. He stares at your name and number.

Y/n

-

After texting each other for a few weeks, Anakin finally found the courage to ask you out officially. Of course, you said yes. You were falling hard for him already and you've only talked to him in person once.

He took you to a really fancy restaurant and invited you to his place afterwards. His home was absolutely stunning. You wandered around his living room while he grabbed a bottle of wine for you two to share.

There were cabinets of video games, a lot of video games. You also spotted a bookshelf with comic books, DC mostly. You recognized some of the characters but never really got into knowing the lore behind them.

When he walked in, he noticed you looking at his comic books. "I like to collect those, it's a hobby of mine," he said while setting down the wine and glasses on the coffee table.

"Can you tell me about them?" You were still staring at the bookshelf when you asked. You turned to look at him when he didn't respond.

He was hallucinating, he had to be. There's no way in hell that a gorgeous woman like you would be interested in this stuff. His past few attempted dates were always bored to death when he tried talking about them so he stopped mentioning it.

When he first met you, he thought you were just being nice when you asked about his work. But now, asking about his comic collecting hobby, he might have just died and gone to heaven. He fully believed he met the one for him.

Meanwhile, you still stood there fidgeting with your hands. You were worried you had done something wrong. "Anakin? Are you okay?"

He was finally brought back to the real world. "S-Seriously? You'd actually be interested? Because I can literally go on about that for hours." The look on his face told you that he was completely serious.

Your face relaxed into a soft smile, "of course! I've always been a little curious about these comics. So go right on ahead." And he did just that. You sat down and sipped on your wine while you listened to him ramble for hours about the comics on his bookshelf. He told you about the lore and the special abilities each character had. He even answered some of your questions.

You noticed how alive he seemed to be. The smile never left your face as you admired the man in front of you. You never thought you'd be interested in nerds. You always thought that you'd be interested in the big strong guys with lots of money. Being here with Anakin made you realize that those guys were never your type. You just made yourself believe they were because that's what you were told growing up.

'Be with a rich strong man to protect and provide for you.' They never made you happy like Anakin is doing right now. He's passionate about something other than looks and money. Although, the looks are definitely a bonus.

He was also such a gentleman. Always opening the door for you, he made sure to be very attentive and listen to every story you told him. He made you feel like a person, not just eye candy.

In the middle of his ramble about Superman and how he looks up to him, you kissed him. The feeling was so unbearable that you just had to do it. He froze when your lips touched his and you panicked that maybe he didn't want it. When you began to pull away, he wrapped one of his hands into your hair and kissed you deeper. His other hand wrapped around the middle of your back and brought you closer to him.

"You're hot when you talk about that stuff," you mutter against his lips.

"yeah?" he lifts an eyebrow and smiles. Something about your kiss changed something in him. It made him more confident.

"mhm," you bit your lip and his eyes locked onto the movement. He used his thumb to tug your lip out to connect your lips once more.

-

"Ani- let me at least open the door first," you giggle against his lips. You just got home from date night. Anakin currently has you trapped against your front door, arms wrapped around your back and lips glued to yours. His hands have barely left your body the entire night.

A month into the relationship and he's grown to be very obsessed with you. You're it for him, and he's desperate to show you.

He backs away slightly and takes the key from you to unlock the front door himself. When you step inside, you drag him in by his tie. He wastes no time in smashing his lips on yours once more.

"There's something I've been wanting to try," he whispers against your lips.

"What is it?" You breathe out, sighing when his kisses move down your neck. He grinds his groin against yours.

Oh.

"I wanna pleasure you, make you feel good. Will you let me? Please?" He begged as looks at you with pleading eyes. How can you say no to him?

"Okay." He smiles widely when you agree and takes you to your bedroom. It was a bit of a struggle since he wanted to keep kissing you but kept tripping and bumping into things.

You finally make it to the bedroom with surprisingly no bruises from hitting the corners of furniture. "Let's take this off shall we?" He unzips the dress that had him going feral all night. When the dress slides down your body, he thinks to himself, 'this woman is going to be the death of me.'

"You...are so beautiful," he kisses your lips again and travels down your neck and to your chest. "I can't believe you're mine." You've noticed that the longer you've been with Anakin, the more he's grown confident. He's more open about how he's feeling and will tell you how you make him feel.

"Lay on the bed love." You enjoyed how dominant yet soft he was. He seemed to have the control but he made sure to let you know that all of his actions depended on you.

"I wanna taste you on my tongue," he tells you. In your head you're thinking, who the hell is this guy? What happened to the shy nerd you met at the bar a month ago? Whatever happened, you liked this version of Anakin... a lot.

He reaches to tug off your panties but not before asking, "is this okay?" You nod. "Words my love."

"Yes, it's okay Ani." He continues to remove your panties to unveil your soaking cunt.

"Oh fuck..." His mouth salivates at the thought of what he's about to do. He's watched multiple porn videos and tutorials to prepare for this moment. He wanted, no, he needed to make you feel amazing.

He's about to lean in but stops and pulls away. "I should probably take these off first," he moves to take his glasses off but you reach for his hands to stop him. "Don't, you look hot with them on."

He raises an eyebrow with a smirk, "Yeah? You got a nerd kink or something?" You roll your eyes but smile at him, "something like that...but only for you."

All he says in reply is "good, let's keep it that way." You let go of his hands so he could continue. "If you don't like it, just let me know okay?" He lightly rubs your clit, waiting for your answer.

"Okay." With your reassurance, Anakin begins. He first licks a stripe up your soaking pussy.

You let out a quiet moan at the simple gesture. He stops and looks up at you through his glasses, "is this okay love?"

You nod, "Yes. Keep doing that please." He smiles and continues to lick and suck at your clit. He'd lick all the way from your hole to your clit, spitting on it, and then sucking on your clit as hard as he could. This pattern drove you crazy. The cold rims of his glasses lightly nudging your clit made the sensation even better.

He begins thrusting his tongue in and out of your tight hole. You moan louder and he's about to ask if it's okay but you tug on his hair and bring his face closer. "Keep doing that Ani!"

He adds his fingers in and curls them in all the right spots. Where the fuck did he learn how to do this? You thought he's never been with a girl, let alone touched one. At least that's what you kinda assumed when he said he was inexperienced. It seems you were wrong.

"Right there! Right there! Fuck I'm cumming!" You keep his face between your thighs and he thrusts his fingers in harder and faster. You've never felt this good before, not from past boyfriends or hookups, no one.

"That's it. That's my good girl." Those words did it. You throw your head back as you reached your climax. "Goooood girl, so breathtaking." He watches in awe and sucks on your clit again.

When your breathing calmed and you looked down at your boyfriend, his face was soaked. His glasses were slightly fogged up and covered in droplets, you squirted.

"Shit, I've never squirted before. Where did you learn to do that? I thought you said you were inexperienced," you lightly laugh.

He takes his glasses off to wipe them on his shirt. "Well...I kinda..um..watched porn videos to prepare for this." He looks at you with a shy smile as if he didn't just make you see stars from just his fingers and mouth, and he didn't even fuck you yet.

"Wanna show me what else you've learned?" You smirk at him.

"Well I've only learned like the basics," he says.

"Just fuck me Anakin." It was like a switch flipped inside him. The gentleness he had was replaced with an animalistic desire to fuck you till you pass out.

He quickly undresses and crawls on top of you. "I want you- fuck I want you so bad. I've craved you more and more everyday since we met." He whispers against your lips.

"Then have me, take me in any way you want." He slams his lips back on to yours. He steps away to grab a condom from his discarded pants. After he puts it on, you look at him with a raised brow, "you've been thinking about this for a while?"

"Since the day we met," he shamelessly admits. He rubs his dick along your wetness to lube it up, causing you to moan when it touches your clit. Finally, he lines his dick up to your pussy and slides the tip in.

You both gasp, it's been a while since the both of you had had sex with someone. He slowly slides the rest in and allows both of you to get used to the feeling. He definitely needed a minute to prevent himself from cumming too fast.

"Fuck I haven't even moved yet but I think I've just gone to heaven," he groans out. You softly laugh at him which makes him smile as well.

"Are you ready for me to move now?" He gently asks.

"Yeah, yeah I'm ready." He starts off slow but gradually speeds up and thrusts harder. "Oh fuck Ani!" You hold onto his hair and shoulder when he moves faster.

"I didn't think sex could feel this good. Shit- I just might get addicted!" After losing his virginity to his very first girlfriend, he was convinced that maybe it just wasn't for him. It turns out that he just didn't have that great of a connection with his girlfriend at the time.

But with you, the connection was out of this world. It just made the sex so much better for the both of you.

He hit a particular spot that made you moan loudly and tighten your grip on his hair. "You like that?" He continues to thrust into that spot harder.

He cages you between his biceps, holding your head for stability. You could get used to this view of him on top of you. Looking at the man in front of you, it's hard to believe that just a month ago, he struggled to even glance at you when you first met. Now, he stares daringly into your soul, unafraid of whatever dark secrets you may possess. He would walk through darkness as long as he could be with you.

"I- I'm about to cum," his breath becomes unsteady as he speaks. He looks at you with an apologetic look, not wanting to end it so fast.

"It's okay, me too." You weren't lying. Your previous orgasm barely withered away when he slid inside you.

His face scrunched up, you could tell he was trying so hard to hold back. "It's okay Ani, just cum. Cum for me my love." Your words spurred him on. He gripped the headboard above you with one hand as he moved his hips faster and harder until he finally came.

The way he moaned, the way his mouth fell open and his eyes clenched, that did it. You clench down on him as you came even harder than the first time.

He rode out both of your orgasms and plopped down on the bed next to you. "Damn Skywalker," you breathe out and turn to look at him, "I didn't think you had that in you. You're like a fucking devil in disguise."

He laughs and turns to face you. "I didn't either, I guess you just have that effect on me." He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Is that a good thing?" You raise a brow.

"Definitely," he presses his lips against yours and spoons you from behind in a protective embrace. Although you've only known him for a little over a month, you could already feel the L word wanting to slip out. You weren't sure if Anakin felt the same way...he did.