Larissa

18+mdni

me when I just posted i slowed on writing but found a draft i could finish. whoops don’t mind me

anakin skywalker is rubbing his cock against your clit, slowly, watching your fluids drip down your cunt. you’re not entirely sure how you got to the point of your master towering above you, teasing your entrance with himself, but here you were. the memory of him minutes earlier, buried in between your legs engulfs itself in your mind. he was relentless, lapping at your pussy like it was heaven sent.

“all for me,” he had muttered, his thumbs digging into your thighs, leaving bruises with the force he gripped on.

you think maybe you pushed him a little too far in training with your attitude today, that could have been it. whatever it was, it landed you here.

“so fuckin’ tight.” he groans as he slowly pushes in, his head already filling you up. anakin adjusts, pushing your legs back further towards your head, as he drives his cock deeper inside you. it hits a spot you’ve never felt before, one that makes your core knot.

“ani!” you breathe out, any other words failing. his eyes almost glow with lust as he watches you, his movements becoming quicker. the sound of him moving in and out of you becomes wetter, lubricating his cock, allowing him to slide in even easier. he pulls out, just to insert his fingers and curl them inside, scissoring into your wet pussy.

“you don’t seem to have an attitude now, do you? not when i’m making you drip all around my fingers.” he switches back to fucking you, then alternating again. and again. the feeling starts to become overwhelming, your body shaking into an orgasm around him.

“stars baby. you cum so pretty. you wanna take my seed and remember who you belong to while you train?”

anakin’s words are dirty but you nod, you almost couldn’t deny him, or anything he said at that moment. his thrusts become deeper, slower, but you can tell he’s hitting his peak when he slams inside you each time.

his thoughts, sentences become scrambled as he inches closer to his own climax but it doesn’t stop you from squeezing around him at it.

“gonna fill you up. fuck.” he grunts. “need this pretty thing on me every night, train you to take all of me the way i like.”

your palm finds your clit as he talks, rubbing it, finding a dual ecstasy.

this is anakin’s undoing, watching you touch yourself as he talks. his cum paints your insides, his voice telling you this is his mark on you.

being his padawan has a deeper meaning now, apparently.