The Apprentice || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 20: Traitors •

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(Y/n)'s POV
"Come on, Vader, just tell me where we're going," I sighed, leaning my head back against the co-pilot's seat. The not knowing where we're going is annoying me me, but I will say that I am more than excited to be out of the Palace for once.

He chuckled softly, his eyes fixed on the swirling blue lights of hyperspace ahead. "You'll find out when we get there. Also," he turned to meet my gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face, "you don't have to call me Vader anymore. You know my real name now."

I shrugged, a hint of hesitation creeping in. "I wasn't sure if you still preferred Anakin." It felt odd to use that name; I had known him as Vader for so long. Yet, there was something endearing about the name Anakin, like honey gliding over my tongue. I had loved the way it sounded ever since I first heard it.

"It doesn't really matter to me when it comes to you. I still call you (y/n) when it's just us, so you can use Anakin if you want, but only if you want to, like I said it doesn't matter," he replied, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he leaned back in his seat. His amber eyes roamed over me, a flicker of desire igniting within them. "You can call me whatever you want."

A knowing smile spread across my face as I stood up, walking the short distance to his side. "How about General Skywalker?" I chuckled, swinging my leg over to settle onto his lap.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, his gaze lifting to meet mine with a playful flutter of his eyelashes. "Especially that," he whispered, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. With a swift motion, he raised a hand to cradle my neck, drawing my face nearer to his, "Now that we have this moment," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin, "I need to make something clear." Our lips were close, barely grazing each other as he spoke. "I understand that your choice to be with me was a way for you to reclaim your body and independence, and I was more than happy to assist with that. But let me be absolutely clear: you will be mine and mine alone. I swear by the gods, if another man touches you, I will not hesitate to kill him and then you—do you understand?"

A smile played on my lips, nearly bubbling into laughter. "It's my body, and I'll do whatever I want." His grip on my neck tightened, a warning filled with intensity. "But, I can accept that for now, as long as you give me the same promise in return. If I see you with another woman, I might just decide to kill you life in your sleep." This threat doesn't mean I have feelings for him or anything, but I didn't want him sleeping with someone the same time he's sleeping with me.

His grin mirrored mine, a playful spark in his eyes. "Scouts honor." He slowly grabbed the zipper to my jumpsuit, "We have some time before we reach our destination if you want to seal this deal." He didn't wait for me to answer as he lowered the zipper and revealed my chest.

SMUT — warning to non smut readers, this book has and always will be very sexual and this is me apologizing in advance. And to my smut readers, you're welcome.

One moment, I was on top of him, lost in the warmth of his kisses trailing down my neck, and the next, I found myself standing, with him kneeling just in-front of me. With quick fingers, he peeled away the fabric of my suit, leaving me completely exposed to his gaze. Then, he buried his face between my thighs, igniting a fire within me that I had never known before.

"Master," I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair as his tongue moved with passion. The intensity of the moment overwhelmed me, and I braced myself against the wall, searching for something to anchor me. The pleasure was indescribable, a tidal wave that crashed over me the instant his tongue delved deeper, accompanied by a low, satisfied hum that resonated within me.