𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙠𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

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requested by Star_Wars_Fangirl_, my no.1 fan, a kindred soul and general spirit animal

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You and Anakin loved experimenting in your sex life, and you weren't afraid to take things too far. You had also been working on cloaking your feelings from others while remaining seen by by one another, something that took years of connection.

While nobody else would be able to sense when your heartbeat sped up, or when Anakin longed to touch you, you each knew exactly what the other was thinking and feeling.

It was this connection that gave you the inspiration to do what you did one lunchtime at a restaurant. You were nervous to try it, but you knew Anakin always had your safety and comfort at the top of his list of priorities in any situation.

Anakin had been invited for drinks with Obi-Wan and a large group of politicians from the Senate. They were to discuss some issues that you didn't concern yourself with, but you went along with him anyway.

"I'm telling you now, you'll be bored to tears," Anakin warned you as you arrived at the restaurant. He looked around the busy dining room as the waitress took you to a side room which had been booked for the meeting. Nobody else had arrived yet, which was exactly why you made him leave twenty minutes before you needed to. The waitress left and Anakin turned to you with a sigh, "We're early."

"Good," You said innocently, watching as he sat down on the edge of the oblong table. Instead of sitting down next to him, you got onto your hands and knees and crawled under the table, the long tablecloth covering you.

"Baby, what the fuck are you doing?" You heard Anakin's muffled voice ask you.

You reached his legs and pulled the cloth up so your head could peak out. Resting your palms on his knees, you shot him a wink. "Relax, daddy. Just let me make you feel good."

Anakin's eyebrows slightly raised at your words, but before he could reply a group of men walked in. You dropped the cloth and listened in as they greeted Anakin and sat around the table, filling you with nerves. You recognised Obi-Wan's voice among the crowd, making you even more nervous.

Closing your eyes, you cloaked your feelings and thoughts to ensure nobody who was Force-sensitive could notice your presence, and waited patiently until the drinks were flowing when the men started getting loud and rowdy.

Once their voices filled the room with noise, you placed your hands back on Anakin's legs. He moved forward in his seat, bringing his crotch underneath the tablecloth. You slowly pulled his semi-hard cock out of his pants and began rubbing it, watching it grow and harden. He lifted the cloth so that he could see your face and bit his lip.

At this point, the meal had become a full-blown party- even Obi-Wan was shouting and laughing. Since Anakin was sitting on the edge, none of the others would see what was happening unless they tilted their heads.

You ignored all the butterflies in your stomach and placed your mouth around Anakin's hard cock, watching as his eyes fluttered shut. You sensed his heartbeat quicken as pleasure and adrenaline surged through you both. Running his hand through your hair, he grabbed a fistful of it before forcing your head further down into his crotch, making his dick hit the back of your throat.