𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙠𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

• forbidden •

continuation of  • you like it •

sorry it's a day late i was distracted by tiktok xx

as an extension of my apology here's a cute gif of my personal favourite skywalker

^ me when i accidentally type 'sith' instead of 'with'

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Forbidden.

A word you were familiar with ever since you were a young Padawan, learning the Jedi Code.

No emotion.

No ignorance.

No passion.

No chaos.

No death.

Perhaps there should have been a clearer emphasis on 'No sex', but the lack of such a rule allowed you to justify your sexual transgressions as you traveled the galaxy.

You had fucked Zeltrons, Chiss, a Wookie, multiple Humans and a few Clones - but never in your life did the thought of sleeping with another Jedi Master ever cross your mind. You assumed yourself to be the only member of the Jedi Council who gave in to lustrous desires, but the way he kissed and touched you revealed that he was very experienced and, just like you, Anakin Skywalker was a dirty whore.

After refusing to get on your knees on the dirty floor of the cockpit, you let Anakin carry you to one of the small sleeping rooms, where a comfy bed took up most of the space.

He all but threw you onto it, biting his Iip as he looked down at you with a devilish glint in his eyes. "I've been imagining that innocent look in your eyes for so fucking long."

Bringing his head down, he kissed you fervently, his hands tightly clasping around your face. He got down onto the bed with you and removed your top, before resuming the sloppy kiss. You quickly pulled off his clothes, throwing them to the floor as you clambered onto his lap. His hands were searching your body, sending shivers through every inch of your skin, causing goosebumps to rise with his touch.

"My cock's so hard for you, baby," He whispered against your lips, his hands tightly grabbing your ass and rubbing it against his crotch. You felt his dick press up against your pussy, making you gasp at the sensation.

"Anakin," You breathed out, your hands clutching onto his broad shoulders. "I need you inside me."

"Yeah?" He asked, a wicked smirk playing at his lips as his right hand moved up to roughly grab a fistful of your hair. "You're gonna beg for it, slut."

His words filled you with adrenaline, making you need to please him no matter what. You didn't even care if you got to cum or not; all you needed was to hear him moan.