#nerd!anakin

You're in the middle of your routine when you hear the doors of the gym open. You quickly glance over, smiling when you see your boyfriend walk in. "Sorry, this is a closed practice." Your cheer coach tells him. He stops in his tracks and stands there awkwardly.

"Sorry Coach, I told him to meet me here." She glances at you with a look of hesitance. "I know, I should've told you I'm sorry."

She let's out a sigh before reluctantly agreeing. "Okay fine he can stay here. Practice is almost over anyway." She turns back to Anakin and nods, giving him permission to stay. He smiles and sits on the bleachers, far enough where he wouldn't be a distraction.

Unfortunately for you, he's always a distraction. No matter how far he is, your eyes always manage to drift back to him. He places his book bag on the floor and leans back on the railing to watch.

You meet his eyes and practically melt when you see that soft, encouraging smile on his face. He looked so hot, especially with the way his glasses have slid down his nose just a bit. You could fuck him right here in the gym. Maybe you will.

If you didn't know this routine by heart, you would've missed the last move, messing up the whole dance. Thankfully that wasn't the case. You finish with a backflip and kneel down with the rest of the girls, shaking your pom poms.

"Great job everyone! That's it for today, I'll see you again next week." The team disperses as you all head to the bleachers to grab your bags. Anakin stands from his seat and grabs his book bag before walking down the steps to meet you at the bottom.

"That was great!" He tells you.

"Thanks Ani" you lean up to kiss him, and then again.

You pull away to say bye to your teammates as they pass to leave. "Good job as always today Y/n. But next time, please let me know when you're having a visitor come during practice okay?"

"I will, I promise. Goodnight coach!" She waves goodbye before leaving the gym as well.

When the door shuts, Anakin turns back to you. "So, are you ready to go hom-" you cut him off with a needy kiss. He drops his bag from his shoulder so he can hold you properly and pull you closer.

"Needy for me already?" He mutters. You smile against his mouth as you drag him further behind the bleachers where no one can see you. "Here?" He asks, glancing around. You nod as you begin unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt to kiss his chest.

"I can't wait. I need you now Ani, please? Just to hold me over til we get back to your place." You look at him with the best puppy dog eyes you can manage until he finally gives in.

He glances around the gym again, looking up to make sure there are no cameras. You're about to plead again before he slams his lips on yours again. "Okay, but we have to be quick. Can you be quick for me baby?" You nod eagerly, already reaching for his belt.

He places a chaste kiss on your lips before unbuckling his belt himself. He lowers his pants and underwear just enough to release himself before picking you up. You grip the railing of the bleachers beside you for stability as he moves your panties to the side.

"Shit you're soaking, no wonder you couldn't wait." He says in bewilderment, surprised that his mere presence alone has you this much of a mess for him already. He does one last quick glance around before filling you in one thrust.

"FU-" he slaps his hand over your mouth, wincing when the first sound of your moan echoes around the gym.

"You gotta be quiet my love. If you don't, we'll have to stop and I know you don't want that." You shake your head, his hand still on your mouth. "Now be a good girl and keep quiet okay?" You nod and he lowers his hand.

His thrusts start off slow to ease you open, not wasting much time to quicken his pace. You hide your face in his neck, biting down on his shirt in attempts to keep your volume low. Anakin isn't doing much better either, a few noises too loud for his liking, escaping him as well.

Your eyes widen and his hips still when you hear the sound of the door opening across the gym. Anakin is about to slip out but your heels dig further into his ass, keeping him inside. He looks at you in bewilderment.

He knows this is dangerous, he knows the two of you should just leave. But the look in your eyes is desperate, pleading for him not to stop. You cling onto him tighter as you move your hips, an attempt to get him to move.

He hears the sound of footsteps wandering around the gym doing god knows what and his eyes flutter shut in shame. He covers your mouth with his hand again before moving his hips once more. You whimper against his hand and your eyes clench shut as you try to stay silent.

Anakin bites his lip and looks up to the ceiling as he also tries to keep his sounds of pleasure at bay. Sensing this, you move your hand from his shoulder to cover his mouth, allowing him to groan silently.

His eyes light up when he hears the footsteps fading away and the gym door opening and closing again. Both of your hands drop from each other's mouths and he's quick to slam his lips on yours. "Fuck, I'm close."

"Me too Ani please make me cum!" His thrusts quicken as he chases your highs. His mouth falls on yours again but the kiss is all heavy breathing. Your nails dig into his clothed back as you fall over the edge.

"I'm cumming baby!" He groans before his hips still, filling you up. His forehead falls onto your shoulder as he catches his breath. He lets out a chuckle of disbelief as he meets your eyes. "You are insane my love."

"But you love it."

"I love you." He kisses your lips and then your cheek. "And maybe I love it a little bit."

You hum, "I knew you did you fellow freak." He jokingly rolls his eyes before setting you down on your feet, pulling your panties back up before fixing his own appearance.

He picks up his bag as well as yours one hand, holding yours in his other. He peaks around the corner to make sure the coast is clear before heading towards the gym doors.

You toss him your keys when you get to your car. "I'm kinda thirsty now, can we get boba?" You ask after he gets in the car after you.

He chuckles with a head shake, "whatever you want my love. You know I can't say no to you."

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Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who at the beginning seemed like a normal cute nerd

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who would write down every small detail he learned about you in his special notebook

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who would get nervous whenever the math class was about to begin (just because you're in it too). He doesn't have a problem with math, hell, he loves this subject but not as much as he loves you. His eyes would time to time move towards to where you're sitting, his cheeks heating up as he tries to pretend he's actually paying attention to what teacher says

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin whose one of the main wishes was to finally catch your attention. To make you notice him; his love for you, his unconditional commitment, his deep interest in everything you do - from your voice to your every small part on your body. It was something he wished and prayed for, to finally catch your gaze longer than one mere second

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who began fantasizing about you late at night to make himself fall asleep sometimes

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who, when you once struggled with your laptop in class, Anakin, the tech whiz, offered to help you out. He found it as a perfect opportunity to finally have his first real interaction with you. Although nervousness creeped all over his body, stopping right at his cheeks to make them rosy. His hands were gentle as they glided over the keyboard, but you had no idea that while he was fixing your issue, he was also installing a program that gives him remote access to your laptop. He smiled at you after, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose, and you thanked him—unaware that he had just gained access to every aspect of your life.

Later that night, as you were working, you noticed your laptop screen flickering for a moment. Although you brushed it off, not realizing Anakin is on the other end, watching you through your webcam. His breath catched in his throat as he watched you. The heat he couldn't just ingore rising inside him whenever he imagined what it would be like to have you by his side..every.single.day

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who's always in the library, studying furiously or working on some coding project. Yet one day, you left a book behind on accident, and of course, he’s the one who finds it. Instead of returning it to you, Anakin uses it as an excuse to hold onto something of yours—your scent lingering on the pages (at least he thinks it lingers, that it's still there), your small scribbled notes on the margins. And the way his heartbeat quickened whenever he held something you did just second ago - it was so thrilling

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who after the laptop 'help', brought himself the courage to talk to you. At first, he made sure to make it time to time and a small talks - about lessons you've just had, sometimes he tried to gossip (for the first time) about teachers he actually liked (but knew you hated) in jokey way to make you smile and agree at what he's saying - so he did baby steps that hopefully would let him get closer.

He was always obssesing over these talks, always came up to you with flushed cheeks, trying to ignore your sceptical-looking friends. Although he cursed himself after every interaction with you just because he stuttered a lot, and he wanted to make the best impression on you as possible (but who would have known that you finded it cute)

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who gave himself time (but with his often excitement it was hard) to gain your trust, to 'know' you even better than what he knew already (so you wouldn't be suspicious about him knowing certain stuff)

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who was thrilled to help you with subjects you sucked at. Often staying just for you long hours in the library after lessons;

"Hi, Annie."

That soft, sugar-sweet voice pulled Anakin out of his thoughts, snapping him back to reality. He looked up, and there you were—his Aphrodite, his goddess—smiling at him, your eyes bright as you took a seat next to him, your math books gently landing on the library's wooden table.

Anakin froze for a moment, his mind swirling. How was it that you could always leave him feeling like this—flustered, vulnerable? His usual composure disappeared every time you came near. He was used to watching you from afar, secretly lingering in the shadows, but now as you were right next to him, close enough that he could smell your perfume, his mind went dizzy

He swallowed hard, trying to control the quickened beat of his heart. “Hi, y/n he said softly, forcing a gentle smile. “So, what do you need help with today?”

You sighed, flipping open your math book, brows furrowing in that adorable way you always did when you were concentrating. “sequences... I don’t get it.”

Anakin's heart lifted slightly at the request. This was his chance—his moment to shine before you. “Don’t worry, I'll help you"

"That’s so stupid," you muttered, grimacing at the another math problem in front of you. You've been doing this shit for what felt like hours and you could feel your brain slowly release more and more smoke

Anakin only chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. “It’s not stupid. You’re just learning it. Trust me, math can save your life.”

The phrase almost made you vomit “That’s a bold statement.”

He grinned, watching your pencil scratch against the paper, marveling at how even something so mundane looked graceful in your hands. “Bold but true,” he teased. “If you were stranded on a deserted island without a signal, you'd need math to find your way back home.” he folded his hands between his legs, offering you this small smile

you huffed “I’d need a map, not math.”

“And how do you think they make maps?” he shot back with a smug smirk on his face. He was nothing like this shy, stuttering guy you knew just time ago. It was more endearing, in a way “Math. Without it, you wouldn’t have a map in the first place.”

You bit your lip in thought, a small furrow appearing on your brows as you glanced back at the task in front of you. The way your lips pouted slightly as you tried to focus made Anakin’s heart skip a beat. “Math is a haunting beast,” you sighed, writing the example down. “It doesn’t help you; it ruins you.”

Anakin chuckled again, shaking his head. “That’s just a matter of perspective.” His voice softened, dropping a little lower “You just haven’t seen it the right way. I can change that, you know.”

“Can you?” your tone teasing but laced with curiosity.

“If you let me, absolutely.” His eyes sparkled while watching you, drinking in every detail of your face. He had never been this close to you ever before. And oh God, he loved it so much. He could smell the faint scent of your vanilla perfumes, every inch of your skin seemed so touchable..so soft..so-- “But you’ve got to take it seriously. Otherwise, how can I help you?”

“I am taking it seriously, Anakin. You know I’m thankful for all the time and effort you put into this.”

The word time echoed in Anakin’s mind, sending a rush of emotion through him. Time—that precious thing he spent obsessing over you, watching your every move, memorizing every little detail about you.. If only you knew how deep his admiration went, how he lived for these moments alone with you..maybe you would understand that you deserve better than some jerk you've been dating. That you deserved someone who would want to know you, who would fall to his knees and beg to know you..who would do it all just for a small glimpse of your face in the sunglight

“Don’t mention it,” he murmured, his smirk returning. “I’m always happy to help you, y/n.”

He kept the conversation light and playful, teasing you just enough to make you smile, to keep your attention on him. Just as he always dreamed. He wanted this moment to last forever—to bask in your presence, in the warmth of your voice, in the sweetness of your laughter. He wanted you to feel how much he cared, even if he couldn’t tell you the whole truth yet

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who hated your boyfriend;

“Y/n!” Jack’s sharp voice sliced through Anakin’s thoughts like a knife. “Pack your things, we’re leaving. Now.” The coldness in Jack’s tone made Anakin’s blood boil. How could anyone speak to you like that? Anakin would never dream of using such a harsh tone with you. Never.

“But I’m doing math ri—"

“Don’t care,” Jack snapped, cutting you off. “Pack your damn things. We’re leaving.”

The cruelty in Jack’s voice made Anakin seethe. The way he talked to you—like you were nothing—made his hands curl into fists under the table. Red-hot anger coursed through him, almost blinding him. Jack had no right. No right to speak to youlike that, to treat you like you were disposable. His heart pounded in his chest, the familiar obsessive urge to protect you, to be the one who cherished you, rising uncontrollably. He couldn’t stand the thought of you being hurt or disrespected by anyone, least of all by someone like Jack.

Jack caught Anakin’s stare, eyes narrowing with disdain. “What are you looking at, nerd?” His voice was full of arrogance and venom

Anakin’s eyes flashed with rage as he turned to meet Jack’s gaze, nails digging into his skin. He wanted to punch that smug look right off his face. Oh, how satisfying it would be to watch him fall. But Jack was taller, broader, physically stronger..yet..biology confirmed that people under different emotions are able to do impossible..so could it possibly mean..

“Jack, calm down,” you interjected softly, your voice shaking just a little as you tried to smooth things over without another cut skin and running blood. “Anakin was just helping me with math.”

Yet, Jack barely glanced at you, keeping his gaze locked on Anakin's face. Both of them looked as if they were about to throw their fists on themselves. Yet, Anakin wasn't the type of guy to hurt someone..right? “Whatever. If you’re not outside in five minutes, I’m leaving without you.”

Anakin’s blood ran cold as Jack stormed out of the library. The familiar feeling of being a failure, of possibly dissapointing you because he haven't done anything, didn't stand up and react at your boyfriend's behaviour corrupted his mind. What had he just done? He was supposted to protect you, and yet, here he was sitting like a failure. This tense, uncomfortable silence did not help him. Especially when your face flushed with embarrassment, your once-bright smile long gone. What had he just done? You looked down, fiddling nervously with your pencil before turning to Anakin.

“I’m so sorry about him,” you whispered “He’s just… having a bad day, I guess. Please don’t take it personally.”

Anakin wanted to scream. Bad day? That was your excuse? You were too kind, too forgiving. Jack didn’t deserve your apologies or your understanding. Anakin’s anger roared inside him like a beast, barely contained beneath his calm exterior. Jack wasn’t just having a bad day—he was a bully, plain and simple. And Anakin hated him for it. He wanted to protect you from this, from Jack’s cruel words and rough edges. Because you deserved to be treated like a queen, not like some accessory Jack could toss around whenever he felt like it.

So there was this question ringing in his ears again - what had he just done?

“It’s okay,” he replied softly, though his voice was tight with the effort it took to hold back his anger.

You offered him a nervous smile, the light that usually brightened your face now dimmed by Jack’s harshness. “I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t keep you any longer… but maybe we can catch up another time?”

Before Anakin could respond, you took his pen and started scribbling something in his notebook. Your soft hand moved gracefully over the page, your pretty handwriting was what captured his attention completely. He loved how even the smallest, most mundane actions were captivating when it came to you. Because for him, you could make something as simple as writing your name feel like magic.

When you finished, you handed the notebook back to him, a soft smile playing on your lips. “It’s my number,” you said, drawing a small smiley face beside it. “We can plan another time for tutoring.”

Your number. Your phone number. Anakin stared at the page in disbelief, his heart hammering in his chest. You had just given him a direct line to you. To you. His obsession surged, almost overwhelming him. He could barely keep his hands from trembling when he took in the sight on the paper. This was it—his way into your life.

“Sure. W-we can,” he said, trying to suppress the massive grin that threatened to take over his face. “Anytime.”

you smiled again, but it was smaller now, hesitant. Your eyes flickered toward the door, where Jack had disappeared moments earlier. “Thanks again, Anakin. I’m really sorry about Jack…i-I should get going before he leaves me stranded.”

Anakin watched you pack your things, his pulse quickening with each movement you made. God, you were so perfect, so sweet, even in the face of Jack’s cruelty. And you deserved better—better than Jack, better than anyone. He even knew he doeasn't deserve you, because for him, you were more than a human. His eyes each time saw you in angelic, heavenly way. As if God alone had sent you on earth to torment him for his sins, to make him suffer. You were so pure, and he so sinful.. so..dirty in all kind of sins. He didn't feel worthy enough to even be in your presence, yet he wanted it more than anything in the world

But if you'd give him only a chance, he'd be yours. Completely. Body and soul. Without exception

“I’ll see you later, Annie,” you mumbled softly, flashing him one last smile before heading towards the door.

The sound of his nickname on your lips made his whole body tingle. He barely registered you leaving, too caught up in the way you'd looked at him, the way you'd spoken to him. The way you had given him your number. It was like a dream come true. His obsession had reached a fever pitch—his heart ached for you - to have you, hold you, not let you go..

you were his, right?

at least had to be someday..

But then there was Jack. Jack, who, again, didn’t deserve you. Jack, who treated you like dirt, who took you for granted. Jack, who yelled at you , who made your smile disappear. Jack, who Anakin hated more than anyone in the world.

Anakin’s grip tightened around his notebook, his knuckles white with the pressure. He couldn’t let Jack get away with this. He couldn’t let Jack continue to be a part of your life. It was his place in your life he took, it was his destiny and fate to be someone more than just 'a nerd who helped you out'.

But again, he hadn't done anything to stop him from treating you like this. When he could, when he really had a chance to make a difference. He simply didn't

what had he just done?

Today was the day it had to change So he had decided. He would follow you, keep his distance, and watch - like he always does. He would make sure Jack never had the chance to hurt you ever again.

With his mind set, Anakin quickly packed his things, his heart pounding with anticipation.

Today Jack Scottland would meet God.

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who killed your boyfriend;

Anakin took a deep breath as he started his car, his hands trembling with barely controlled rage. Every thought, every emotion, was singular—focused on Jack. Jack had to go. He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles whitened, his breath coming out in shallow bursts. This was it. No turning back. Jack was the obstacle, the barrier between him and you. His mind wouldn’t let him rest until Jack was out of the picture—forever.

As he followed Jack’s car down the quiet road, he could feel his heartbeat quickening, pulsing in his ears. Jack, once more, didn’t deserve you. He didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you. Anakin’s blood boiled as he replayed Jack’s words in his head—the way he had spoken to you in the most controlling, cruel, disgusting way possible. He couldn’t stand it any longer. If he didn’t do something now, he’d explode.

When Jack pulled into an empty pullout far from your house, Anakin’s pulse raced from adrenaline. This was it. His moment. Now or never.

Anakin slowed his car and parked a few meters behind, eyes locked on Jack’s vehicle. His hands still shook as he opened the trunk, pulling out his baseball bat. The weight of it felt right, felt powerful. This wasn’t a game anymore—this was war. War that he promised himself to win, to never loose, because his thropy is more than anything he could have in his life. it was you Adrenaline pumping through his blood system, perfectly mixing with the uncontrollable rage he’d been bottling up for too long.

Jack was sitting in his car, lazily scrolling through his phone, completely unaware. Anakin’s stomach twisted in disgust. He didn’t care, didn’t even realize how much of a monster he was. The sight of Jack sitting there, nonchalant, as if he hadn’t just torn you apart with his words, made Anakin sick. He had to do this. He had to protect you.

Anakin approached, bat gripped tightly in his hand, tapping it lightly against the car window. The sharp sound snapped Jack’s attention.

“Get out,” Anakin hissed, his voice low and dangerous as if he was a completely diffrent person

Emotions, especially at a high intensity, impact our ability to make rational decisions - nature echoed amongst the pure hatred

“What?” Jack’s expression shifted from confusion to irritation as he slowly lowered the window.

“I said get the fuck out of the car.”

Jack sighed, clearly annoyed as he pushed open the car door, stepping out with a condescending sneer. “Listen, man, I don’t know what your prob—”

The moment Jack’s foot hit the ground, Anakin swung. The bat connected with a sickening crunch against Jack’s side, sending him sprawling to the ground with a grunt of pain. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he gasped for air, clutching his ribs. Yet, Anakin didn’t hesitate; he stepped closer, the fury burning brighter with each moment.

“You think you can treat her like that and just get away with it?” Anakin’s voice was harsh, gritted through clenched teeth as he stood over Jack, eyes wild with fury.

Jack groaned, rolling onto his back, blood dribbling from his lips."What the hell are you talking about?"

anakin's jaw clenched "pathetic excuse of a man"

Before Jack could add anything, Anakin brought the bat down hard, aiming for his head. Jack rolled out of the way just in time, the bat slamming into the dirt beside him. The impact sent a jolt through Anakin’s arms, but he didn’t stop. He swung again, but Jack was quicker this time, scrambling to his feet and grabbing hold of the bat, yanking it toward him.

For a brief moment, they struggled, locked in a vicious tug of war with the bat. Jack, stronger and bigger, managed to kick Anakin hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Anakin gasped, stumbling backward, but the rage inside him only intensified.

Jack seized the opportunity, landing a brutal punch to Anakin’s face, sending blood spraying from his nose. The taste of iron filled his mouth, but it didn’t matter. He barely felt the pain. All he could think about was Jack—the smug look on his face, the way he had spoken to you, belittled you.

Anakin roared, using the force of his rage to swing the bat hard against Jack’s face, smashing into his cheekbone with a sickening crack. Blood splattered across the side of the car as Jack crumpled to the ground, his face a mangled mess of blood and broken skin.

But Jack wasn’t done yet. He spat blood from his busted lips, managing a weak chuckle “So this is about her, huh? You’re fucking pathetic, man. You think beating me up will make her love you? You’re fucking psycho. She’ll hate you more than she ever hated me.”

Anakin’s vision blurred with anger, anger, nothing but anger, everything going red. He swung the bat again, this time aiming for Jack’s chest. Jack barely managed to roll out of the way, but not fast enough—Anakin’s bat clipped his shoulder with enough force to make the bones crack. Jack screamed, the sound piercing the night air, but Anakin didn’t care.

Jack lunged at Anakin, tackling him to the ground, fists flying. The two of them grappled in the dirt, blood mixing with sweat as they traded blows. Jack landed a solid punch to Anakin’s jaw, sending him reeling. Blood dripped from both their faces, coating their clothes in crimson colour.

"fucking--" another hit to anakin's face "psycho--" he panted, but before he could aim another hit, anakin grabbed his wrist, rolling them over

After mucch hits, anakin twisted his body, managing to grab the bat again, using it as leverage to slam Jack’s head to the ground. Blood slipped everywhere, yet it wasn't enough. With shaky legs, Anakin stood up and grabbed a handful of jack's hair only to smack his face into the side of his own car. The crack of Jack’s skull against the car's doors made Anakin feel an intense surge of power, almost a twisted satisfaction. Jack groaned, as if it was the only sound that could leave his already shattered face

yet it wasn't enough

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who, with great care, made sure to get rid off any tools of the crime - he was awfully smart for that. It was almost weird..how a man who was his parent's contentment, now just killed a guy for a girl he was obsessed about..

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who had a special folder for the videos from the camera on your laptop, special folder for your photos he was obsessing about even after such a long time, he still collected new things

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who was nervous (but tried to hide it) when police found Jack's body.

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who was for you when you grieved over the death of your toxic ex and months later, his wildest dreams came true - he was dating you. Was free to worship you, admire you.

He was addicted to you even more after the first date. Because this time, it was him who made you smile so much your cheeks hurt. It was him who made you laugh till your stomach hurt. It was the only type of pain he let himself give you

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who felt extremely free in your presence. All his fantasies, all his dreams came true. He almost felt like on a cloud nine - so perfect, so light, so happy (despite of what he had done);

“Gonna keep teasing me like this all the time?” he asked with a lazy grin, propped up on one elbow on the bed.

“I’m not teasing you,” you replied with playfulness “Just showing off my new dress.”

The dress, a deep shade of red, highlighted your curves and drew attention to your most elegant lines. It clung to your form in all the right places, making you look absolutely stunning.

His eyes wandered over you, taking in every detail. The way the dress accentuated your body left him breathless. You were beautiful in everything you wore, but this dress—this was something extraordinary. “So, you put this on just to make me feral? Because you’re definitely succeeding.” he chuckled, leaning up on his elbow.

“I just wanted to know if you like it,” your smirk deepening as you gracefully crawled onto his lap, like a cat curling up to its favorite spot.

“Oh, I definitely like it,” his voice filled with admiration and a hint of playfulness. “But it’s not just the color that’s catching my attention.” His eyes roamed over your curves with unabashed appreciation once more.

“Oh really?” you giggled, your laughter a sweet melody that seemed to enchant him further. Your smile was radiant, and the way you looked at him made his heart swell.

“Mhm,” he responded, his own smile widening as he pulled you closer. His eyes continued their admiring journey “You’re so, so gorgeous. Did you really think I wouldn’t like it?” his fingers gently grazing the hem of your dress.

“I hoped you’d drool all over it, to be honest” your smile playful and tender as you delicately removed his glasses and put them on yourself.

Anakin’s smile grew even wider. The sight of you wearing his glasses, combined with the way you sat on his lap, made him feel like the luckiest man alive. His joy was almost overwhelming. He could barely contain his excitement. “I’d drool over you in anything, you know that,” his voice filled with adoration and a hint of humor. His heart was soaring, knowing that this perfect moment, with you, was his reality. "Even in a potato sack"

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who had a deep need to observe you 24/7, at least in most of his free time. Because what if someone will hurt you? Or you'll hurt yourself and he'd not know, appear too late to help. So, he felt obligated to watch you

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who stole some of your panties when you weren't looking and kept them in his apartment, not daring himself to even think about putting them into a washing machine

Stalker!Nerd!Anakin who was horribly obsessed with leaving marks all over your body;

“You’re leaving me hickeys,” you whined, glancing at the mirror to see the fresh, juicy marks on your neck to collection

“Can’t help it,” he replied with a smirk, wrapping his arms around your waist to connect his lips with your (this time) exposed shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle bites. The hickeys were more than just marks—they were declarations of his love, signs that you were his and his alone. He wanted everyone to see that you belonged to him. And if people wouldn't see your marks, he wanted to make sure you would knew who you belong to. His lips moved to your ear, whispering the phrase that made you shiver “Though I’d say my favorite is still the one on your ass.”

“You’re such an asshole,” you flushed and headed back to the bed

He chuckled, settling beside you and immediately pulling you close. His arms wrapped around your frame and he nuzzled into your neck, planting more kisses, and adding to the huge collection of hickeys. “I think you should get it tattooed,” he suggested playfully, his lips brushing against your skin

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You had almost forgot about his offer until he showed up at the door of your campus apartment late in the afternoon, some apology on his pretty plump lips about being caught up with his roommate. His blonde curls a mess on his head as if he had been dragging his fingers through it, the button up he had been wearing all day hanging loosely off of his body, even when it was usually all put together and tucked into his pants.

Your fingers played with the doorknob to your apartment door, a sudden wave of nervousness washing through you as you let him in. The black lacey tanktop you wore suddenly feeling too small, too bare without something to cover the pieces of your skin. But when you noticed the way his eyes traveled your body, you felt it go away…

The words spoken from his lips falling on deft ears, the numbers and names passing through his pink lips all being forgotten as you watched him struggle slightly. His fist clenched gently around the pencil within his hand, the small glances across your bare shoulders and the nervous looks back to papers in front of him. The way that he couldn’t help but let his eyes travel the curve of your breasts, a small stutter escaping him as he cleared his throat. Letting a small deep laugh fall from his lips, making you laugh softly too even if you found your own self distracted by him.

God, why didn’t you see this all before?

He was beautiful, more that you had given him credit for. Even with the wire-framed glasses sitting atop his face, shielding parts of his eyes, the deep blue of his irises drew you in. The way his pupils dilated as he looked you in the eyes, as his eyes traveled down your body. You didn’t understand why you hadn’t truly seen him before…

Maybe that’s how you ended up the way you did.

Stopping him mid sentence, the words halting from his lips as you dragged your fingertips gently down his forearm. Heat pooling in the pit of your abdomen at the small inhale he took simply at your touch. The way he looked so confused and flustered down at you as you touched him, your innocent doe eyes staring up at him as if you were doing nothing wrong. Looking as if you were simply waiting for him to finish explaining whatever he was talking about…But then you got impatient.

“Can I be honest with you, Anakin?” You asked softly, your dark eyes meeting his own as your fingertips traveled down to his wrist. Grazing against the soft skin near the sleeve of his shirt, loosely grabbing ahold of him. Watching as his eyes darted down to where you made contact with him, his eyebrows furrowed in the cutest little look of confusion.

He blinked as if he didn’t believe this was happening, looking as your fingers wrapped around his wrist, the way you were leaning into his body. The curve of your breasts visible from the hem of your tanktop. Two small peaks pushing out from underneath the dark fabric, Anakin wasn’t even sure if he remembered how to breathe in that moment, nevertheless remember how to form words…

He nodded so fast as soon as his brain started working again, his eyes fixated on your body. The curve of your hips, the way the long skirt you were wearing was riding a slit up your thigh. God, he couldn’t find the words when it came to you.

You couldn’t help the small curve to your lips, your eyes traveling the expanse of his face, enjoying all of this too much. He was so easy toy with. One glance, one movement, a few words escaping you and he was already yours… Even if he didn’t know it yet…

“I’m having a little trouble focusing…I don’t know why, I don’t know if it’s just because I’m sort of in a mood but I don’t really think we should study anymore tonight.” You said innocently, tilting your head softly as your fingertips grazed his own. Traveling the back of his hand, grazing the rough but soft skin of his palms. The words soft like velvet and forming on your tongue so easily, almost as easy as it was to make Anakin stop all together.

His eyebrows furrowed intensely, his eyes blinking faster than he could even take in what was going on…Your fingers on his own, your touch against his body. The way he watched the fall and rise of your chest across your skin, his breaths much more shallow than your own. What are you doing to him?

His eyes could barley meet your own, not when you were toying with him like this. He knew your game but he couldn’t bring himself to believe it. Why him? Why now? This couldn’t be happening…

“W-what would we do instead? Of studying I mean…” He muttered out, a small shake of his head at the way all the thoughts were pouring through his head. Too many, too fast. Too many possibilities and yet he still only wanted one.

You couldn’t help but let out a soft little laugh, your eyes meeting his own once again. Burning into his, feeding that desire that filled him. Drawing in further and further out in him. He always wanted you, there was no secret in that for him. But now, he couldn’t even describe it.

That draw he felt towards you, like a moth to a flame he followed you. He couldn’t stand his day without seeing you even if you didn’t see him back. He knew you even when you didn’t want to be known…He knows you enough, felt you enough that you didn’t even have to say the words on the tip of your tongue. That very alive desire that lived in you, that was burning beneath your skin, he felt too. He could feel it on you. That burning touch as your fingertips grazed his skin, the heat of you gaze falling across his lips. It was a miracle he didn’t give all of himself to you then…

Anakin couldn’t fight the pathetic little moan that slipped from his throat as your lips finally met his. His hands eagerly making their way up you body as you settled onto his lap, neither one of you wanting to take this slow. The taste of your lips, your sweet scent filling his nose, it was enough to drive him mad.

“Please…” He begged, his voice so soft and airy as he pulled away from your lips for the slightest moment. His warm breath fanning you lips, his hardening cock protruding so painfully from the confines of his light pants. Dragging and pushing up against you with movements of your body against him, struggling underneath the tightness of his belt.

He needed you…There was no sense in denying that.

His whiny little voice brought a small smile to your lips, only egging on your want to tease him. To make him bend and snap to your will as you knew he would so easily do for you. Even if you knew what he wanted, even if he asked so nicely, nothing could make you give him anything so easily. That small break in his voice, the breathless words falling from his lips. It was all worth it to deny him even if you could give him all he wanted so easily.

“Please what, baby?” You questioned him softly, your voice taunting him as you traced your thumb so gingerly over the side of his cheek so sweetly. Acting as if you cared so dearly for him even if you weren’t yet giving him what he so desperately wanted from you.

He spoke your name like curse from his lips, the softness of his skin underneath your fingertips as you chuckled at his frustration. Only drawing him closer and closer to the precipice of insanity as his hands bunched up in the fabric of your black tank-top, his fingers brushing up against your hips. Completely ignoring the way your skirt bunched up around your thighs, just solely fixated on your lips and the heat between your legs that rested against him. His lips drawing closer and closer to your own because he couldn’t get enough of you. His palms wrapping around the curves of your hips, dragging them against his clothed cock. A small whimper escaping his lips at the warmth of your core even through the layers between you. His lips just barely grazing your own.

The suddenness of his movements caught you off guard, a small pleasured gasp making its way out of your lips at the friction between your legs, your body falling into his movements, your mind dizzied with the way he felt against your heat.

He chased after your lips with his own, the heat of his breath fanning against you as his eyes burned into your body. So eager, so desperate to taste you, to feel you…

But you couldn’t let him go so easily…

You tilted your head gently away from his lips, watching his face change as he pouted silently. His pretty plump lips closing around nothing in defeat as his eyes left the gaze of your lips and looked dazed into you own. Not missing the way his tongue darted out and licked his bottom lip, wetting it as his tried to connect your lips again. Silently daring you to meet his tongue with your own, to have your tongue against his lips.

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you babydoll?” You questioned softly, a small curve to your lips as your fingers brushed his messy curls away from his forehead. Your left hand burying itself into the curls at the back of his head, brushing your fingers through it.

He let out a small disgruntled sound at your words, feeling so humiliated to be beneath you like this. Begging for any ounce of attention, for more of your touch. Your lips…But at the same time, he couldn’t deny the fire it lit inside of him. The burning feeling he felt all the way down his body, his cock twitching in his boxers at the mere sound of your voice.

He nodded, not trusting himself to open his lips but still a small whimper escaped him anyway.

“Then use your words…For me?” You gingerly asked him, his pupils blown as he stared up at you. Nodding again in acknowledgement. “Now what is it you want, Ani?”

“To-to use me…Please…I need you.” He pleaded.

“Use you? You poor little thing…You want me bad, baby, don’t you?” You teased him, you fingertips caressing his face as you looked down at him. You were so in awe of him, the way he begged so nicely for you. The way he gave into you so easily. He liked so pretty beneath you that you couldn’t even resist his words.

You guided his hands to the buttons of his shirt, watching his nervous hands fumble with them. His eyes flickering up at you as his chest heaved shallow breaths. The sight of him struggling so obviously made you smile, you hands clasping over his own and getting them done in half the time. Your lips molding over his, his tongue eagerly meeting yours.

There was something about the way he pulled off you rshirt, his hands nervously tracing up your ribs. Clasping over your breasts as he kneaded them within his hands, his mouth gently sucking and tasting each one. Eager eyes meeting your own before you pulled him back into our lips. Kissing him all teeth and tongue as you grasped him within your hand. Running your fist down his warm length, your thumb tracing over to sweet drops of precum at his tip. Trying to contain yourself as you felt him pulse within your palm.

The way he writhed as you let beads of your spit fall onto his length was enough to make you go dizzy. Obsessed with the way he pulled his hips back from it but also bucked himself into your hands, a small moan falling from his lips as a small sheen of sweet coated his forehead. The corners of his glasses fogged up ever so slightly because of the heat of your bodies, the warm breaths he struggled to contain between his lips.

He stilled completely when you slid down on his length, his whole body tensing at the feel of your heat wrapping around him. Suffocating his cock, your warm velvety walls draping him in your slick. He was afraid to move, afraid to make a sound besides the small struggled cry that escaped his throat as your hips met his own. The feel of you driving him so much closer to what both of you were chasing and he was far from ready yet. He didn’t want to disappoint you.

Anakin’s hands clutched your bare thighs, fingertips pressing into your skin. Holding you in place while you let out a small pleasured gasp as he bottomed out inside of you. Your eyes met his as you felt your hips connect, both of you lost in the feeling of your bodies meeting.

Your fingertips made their way up the bare expanse of his chest, gently caressing his skin. Feeling his body relax into your movements, him looking up at your eyes. Watching the way you cared for him in the way your fingers slid across his body, the way your eyes met his own. He knew he would never be able to move on from this, to think of anyone else this way. Not when you felt so good around him, not when you buried his length so deep inside of you... He was yours, completely and utterly yours…

“Relax baby, you’re such a good boy…” You praised him, your fingertips brushing across the the soft skin of his cheek before you gently took of his glasses. Setting them on your nightstand before you looked back down at him, a new look passing across Anakin’s eyes before his lips parted. His hips bucking into your own, drawing out a soft moan from both of your lips.

You braced yourself on his shoulder, drawing your hips slowly together. Fixating on where he ended and you began, feeling the heat flow from his body into your own. You loved the way he kept closing his eyes ever so softly as you slid down against him, his body lost in the newfound pleasure you gave him. So utterly lost in the feel of you, your body molding against his.

You drew your lips together as you started riding him at a faster pace, a whimper against your lips as your tongue slid across his. Tasting him on your lips, wanting so desperately to be a part of him, to be closer to him than his pulsing cock inside of you. In your frenzied haze, through the small moans falling through your lips, it hardly felt like enough. To be this close to him drove you crazy but you couldn’t help but want more. More of his body meeting your own, more of his pretty cries against your lips.

You couldn’t get enough of the way his eyebrows furrowed as your hips met, his eyes clenching shut as you started to become too much for him. Not being able to focus on anything else but the way he fit inside you so perfectly as you wrapped around him. His pretty lips open and ready and you couldn’t help but bring your teeth against his bottom lip, biting the skin softly as he groaned into your mouth. Bucking his hips into yours.

That burning coil inside the pit of your abdomen kept getting stronger and stronger, lost in the way he felt against you. Lost in the way he looked so pretty beneath you as his cock pulsed inside of you, him not being able to hold back the sounds of pleasure coming from the depths of his throat.

Both of you were so close, chasing the high of each others bodies. Chasing the warmth that filled you as he hit that spongy spot deep inside of you. Moans falling from your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Moaning into each others mouths as you both gave yourselves to the desire that burned through you

Anakin’s lips parted as he grasped your hips, looking up at you between furrowed brows, nibbling at his lip as he tried to hold himself back. “Don’t stop…Fuck.”

The sound of the curse falling from his lips drove you wild, your cunt clenching around him as you felt his body intense beneath you. The muscles of his abdomen contracting as he bucked his hips into yours, brushing his hips into yours as he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. A struggled gasp coming out of both of your lips as shots of his warm cum filled you.

You couldn’t help but cry softly as his cum filled your walls, contracting around him at the sheer and utter filthiness of it. Meeting the peak of your own release as you buried him so deep inside of you, coaxing both of you through your orgasm. Burying your fingernails into the skin of his back, loving the small little hiss he let out. The small involuntary cry that fell out of both of your lips as his hips moved on their own accord and bucked back into your cunt when your bodies were still so sensitive.

Both of you tried to regain your breaths, your bare bodies clasped to one another’s. His arms loosely held over your waist, your hands resting against his chest as you rested your forehead against his as you tried to calm down your beating heart. Finally pulling away to look down at him, his eyes looking so deeply into yours. A bunch of emotions swirling around in his, his lips parted as his breaths started to become less shallow, feeling the rise and fall of his chest underneath your fingertips.

You couldn’t up the corner of your lips as it upturned, a small smile making way onto your lips as you looked down at him. “You look so pretty like this…”

Your words were enough for him to smile back, a small deep chuckle falling from his pretty plump lips as he looked back up at you. Everything said in his eyes, everything said in his body still against yours.

you stand with anakin, giggling. “yeah, and she said—“ he started, but your thoughts are easily taken away when you hear another guy.

anthony, a pure asshole, can be heard in your earshot, “I least your dating me, lindsy, and not some nerdy freak. i mean, you’re just as much of a bimbo as you know who,” his eyes flicker to yours and widen as he meets your gaze.

“you have a problem?” you glare back at him, and he chuckles.

“should i have a problem? i’m on the football team—“

“and you look a like a twink,” you laugh, grabbing his neck and punching him hard in the face, straight in his eye. anakin hadn’t seemed to notice till he turned around.

“agh! gosh, you brat! i was making fun of your boyfriend not you—“ another punch, and he was on the floor, your left shoe going straight against his throat and he gagged.

then you got down again, punching and punching and punching.

“l—let go you bitch—“ lindsy could be heard calling 9-1-1, but you didn’t care, punching till he was unconscious.

You could almost cry as you stare at the text book in front of you. There were so many bodily functions that you had to remember for the upcoming physiology test. You could feel the first tear threatening to form but you're brought out of the storm of worries when you hear a knock on the door. You get up and open it with a sigh.

"Hey bab-" You interrupt your boyfriend with a quick kiss before walking back to the desk, leaving him to close and lock the door. "Aaaarrre you okay my love?" He takes gentle steps towards you.

Your head is slouched against the palms of your hands as you try to memorize the text. "Sorry Ani, I just need to focus on studying. I'm having trouble memorizing these functions." You take a deep breath, holding your hands up to your forehead, and start mumbling out each function.

Anakin smiles, removing his coat and setting down his things next to your bed before walking back over to you. "Do you want me to help you?" He lifts your head from your hands so you can look at him. "I hate to see my beautiful girl stress so much," he laughs when he says 'beautiful' as he removes your messy hair from your tear stained face.

"Please," you pout, "I'm desperate at this point." He kisses your forehead before grabbing a stool to sit on next to you.

He holds the textbook up to his face away from your eyes as he quizzes you on the context of the chapter. "Alright baby last one for this chapter, what is the function of the kidney?"

You look to your side as you think of the answer. Your fingers tap on the desk when you finally remember, "it clears waste products, salt, and water from the body!" You say with a huge smile.

Anakin smiles proudly and sets down the book to hold his hands up for a high five. "Good job!"

You high five him and go onto his lap for a hug. "Thank you so much Ani! I've been struggling with that chapter for hours!" You give him an appreciative kiss on the lips and return back to your chair. "Okay! I'm good with this chapter, now on to the next."

Once you removed yourself from your boyfriend, he felt his dick twitch and had to adjust himself in his pants. When you turned the page, you discovered that the next chapter is about the female reproductive system. And just like that, the air surrounding you two filled with tension.

"Um," you clear your throat, "okay.." You start reading the different functions of the reproductive system organs. The more you two focused on the chapter, the more needy you both became. You started thinking about all the things he wanted to do to you.

You felt Anakin inch closer to you, his knee basically touching yours. His hand would rest on your inner thigh when he'd lean forward to look at the page better.

"You know what? I think we should take a different approach for the quiz portion of this chapter," he tells you with a lower voice, leaning closer so his breath grazes the skin of your neck. "What do you think?" He whispers in your ear before placing a kiss right below it.

Your breath hitches as your thighs clench from his incredibly close presence. "What did you have in mind Ani?" He smirks, quickly pulling you up from your seat and slamming his lips onto yours.

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Your pussy clenched around his cock as he continuously slammed into you. You tried to grasp onto his hair but was reminded once again of your restraints. He drags his hand down your neck to your upper abdomen. "Hmm what's this organ right here?" He uses the sharpie in his hand to circle the general spot he was referring to.

"It's- fuck- it's the liver!" You inhale sharply.

"And its purpose?"

"It- ah- it helps with digestion. It processes blood and helps digests nutrients." Anakin smiles proudly and kisses your lips, "good girl."

He's been circling different organs you two had gone over in the last 2 hours and you tried your best to answer. It was pretty difficult considering he was buried deep inside you and your brain was fuzzy.

"Now what's this?" He slams in harder, hitting your cervix which causes you to scream out a moan. "That one right there?" He has a cocky grin on his face when he repeatedly hits your cervix.

"C-cervix" You gasp at the sensation, "it allows fluids to flow in and out of the uterus. Fuck Ani!" You clench down on him again, nearing your climax.

"You gonna cum my love? My beautiful smart girl?" His face hovers above yours, teasing your lips.

"Yes! Please let me cum Ani! Please!" He smiles and unties your hands, which are quick to latch onto him.

"You feel so good baby oh my god!" He hisses as your nails claw at his back and shoulders. One of his hands goes to rub your clit and you cling onto him tighter as if you would fall.

"Cum for me, be a good girl. I know you can do it" you throw your head back as you reach your climax. Anakin takes this as his chance to leave more marks on your neck, wanting to mark what's his.

You whimper from the overstimulation as he now chases his climax. Finally with a tug on his hair and his name falling from your mouth, he came inside of you. "Fuck," however, he didn't stop. Even after he was overstimulating himself.

"Ani, what are you doing?" You whimper out.

"I'm-ugh- tryna get it as far in there as I can. I wanna get you pregnant" Your eyes widen at his confession. Sure, you and Anakin had talked about having kids and getting married but while you were still in college? You weren't quite ready for that commitment just yet. You at least wanted to finish your studies first.

The determination on his face intimidates you and he notices. "I'll buy you a plan B right after. Just let me have this moment." With that reassurance, you let him continue thrusting until the feeling became too much and he had to stop.

He pulls out with a shaky moan. He smiles proudly when he only sees a few drops trickle out of you. He plops down beside you with a tired sigh, combing his hair back with his fingers. He doesn't get the chance to relax long before you're climbing out of bed and changing into your clothes.

"Come on you hornball, time to get me a plan B." You tap his bare thigh as you put on a shirt. Anakin's face drops as he let's out a groan. "Are you suuuure you wanna get one? Just imagine a little Skywalker running around. Doesn't that sound great?"

You roll your eyes at him. "I'm not about to let a baby have the Skywalker name before I do. And we had an agreement, no marriage until we graduate." You kiss his cheek and pull at his arm to make him get up. "Come on, get up!" Your voice strains as you struggle to pull up his body weight.

You lean against the wall right outside the mechanics lab, waiting for the class to be over. You smile and wave at one of the football players, Aiden, passing by. "Hey Y/n! What're you standing out here for?"

"Hey Aiden! I'm just waiting for my boyfriend." You simply reply back. He seems taken aback as he furrows his eyebrows and looks around at the nearby science classrooms.

"Here? What's your boyfriend doing here?" He seemed genuinely confused.

"He's in his mechanics class right now. Actually he should be getting out right about....now!" You check the time on your phone and right as the clock strikes 12, a rush of students start flooding out of the classroom into the quad outside.

You scan the people, anxiously looking for your beloved boyfriend. Aiden's eyes flicker from you to the crowd, curious to see who the mysterious guy who holds your heart is. Your eyes light up when you finally spot him, he's one of the last few to leave.

"Ani!" You call out. He turns his head and smiles when he sees you waiting for him. He mutters something to someone behind him and your smile falters when you see it's a girl. She nods with a smile at whatever he tells her which sours your mood a bit.

You hide your jealousy with a loving smile when he runs up to you and wraps his arms tightly around your body. "Hello my love!" You giggle as picks you up with little effort and spins you around.

Aiden, still standing a few feet from you, watches in with a bizarred look on his face.

Way before you and Anakin had even started dating, none of your friends could understand why or how you had a crush on him. They'd watch in confusion at the way you'd stare at him from across the quad, oggling the way he'd adjust his glasses everytime it slid down the bridge of his nose as he read the book in his hands.

You could have any guy you want, especially ones with a higher social status, and yet you wanted the nerd who mostly kept to himself and barely had any friends? They just couldn't fathom what you see in him. No one ever told you their thoughts to your face directly, knowing that you'd end them in seconds. But that didn't stop them from giving you weird looks, especially your friends.

On a fateful day when Anakin's car had broken down and he was seconds away from crashing out, you pulled up beside him in the parking lot. "Need a ride?" He had to do a double take when he saw that it was you, Y/n, known to be in the more popular group at the school.

He's heard things about you, nothing particularly bad. He still would've never guessed you'd offer him a ride.

Realizing that he had no other choice, he ultimately agreed. And after that day, neither of your lives were the same.

None of the weird looks or whispers you'd hear ever bothered you. Nothing could ever stop you from loving him and vise versa. You knew what the two of you have is real. It doesn't matter if no one else understands it.

"How was class handsome?" You barely acknowledge Aiden when he departs, only glimpsing at him with a small smile. Anakin sets you down and you fix his crooked glasses that shifted when he hugged you before tangling your fingers in his curls, playing with the ends.

"It was fine. We have a small project due next week so Natalie and I are gonna work on it a bit today." Your smile falters when he gestures to the girl behind him, the same girl he walked out with. She had been standing there awkwardly as you and Anakin embrace each other, waiting for Anakin to depart with her to the library.

"Oh...today?" Your voice sounds more quiet now and he begins to panic a bit.

He nods, "is that okay?" His voice is laced with concern. He never wants to do anything that would make you upset. It'd kill him.

"I just– I was kinda hoping we could hang out today, maybe get some boba. But if you're busy then that's oka–" Your hold on him begins to loosen which causes his around you to tighten.

"No no no that's okay! We can do the project another day." He turns around to face Natalie, "right? We can do it Thursday?"

Her eyes widen at the sudden spotlight, "oh y‐yeah sure." She smiles before awkwardly leaving. No use being there still since her and Anakin are no longer working on their project today.

When Anakin turns back to you with a smile and raised brows, seeing if you're feeling better, you start to feel bad now. "Ani, you didn't have to do that."

He brushes you off, "don't worry about it. We can get that done in a day or two. Plenty of time to turn it in." He leans down to kiss your pout away "seriously, don't worry about it! Let's go." He grabs your hand and guides you to the car.

"Where are we going?" Your smile is slowly coming back as you get closer to your car.

"To get boba!" He opens the door for you and holds his hand out for your keys. You place them in his hand and he shuts the door. He doesn't mind driving, especially when it's your car since it's way nicer than his. Being a bit of a car nerd, he'll take any chance he can to use yours.

When he gets into the driver's seat, he immediately takes your hand in his with a dopey smile and kisses it before driving off.

After ordering your drinks, you're about to swipe your card before Anakin smacks your hand away with a playful grin and taps his instead. You just stare at him in mock offense while he tries to hide the smug look on his face.

"I could've paid y'know," you say after you sit down to wait.

"Yeah but what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you do that? If I'm gonna be a rich engineer in the future, I might as well get my lady used to being spoiled." He leans forward, elbows resting on the table, as he reaches for your hand.

While he laces his fingers with yours, you just roll your eyes, trying to hide your giddy smile. You do a shit job since his smile just widens and he kisses your knuckles.

"Order number 66!" The worker calls out. You're about to get up but Anakin gestures for you to stay put and he'll just get both of your drinks.

When he sits back down, you grab your straw and then reach for your drink but he pulls it away. "Close your eyes." You do as he says and hear him move it around before tapping. With your eyes still closed, you stab the straw in the direction you heard him tap.

You let out a victory cheer when you open your eyes and see that you just barely got it. "Good job baby." He opens his straw and reaches for his drink but you pull it away. He looks up at you with a raised brow and you only respond with a knowing grin.

He closes his eyes and waits to hear you tap on the cover. He misses the first few tries before eventually giving up. You throw your hands up in victory, "I win! You lose!"

He pokes his tongue in his cheek as he just smiles while shaking his head. "Yeah yeah no need to rub it in ms cheerleader."

"Speaking of which, do you think you can come over to my place after practice tomorrow? I need help studying for Mr Windu's test and since you already took the class, I figured my super smart boyfriend could be of help."

"You mean you want me to tutor you?" He takes a sip of his drink.

You shrug, "I mean it's not like I'm completely clueless in the subject. You can just read off my flash cards for me."

Anakin finishes chewing the jellies before speaking, "of course I'll help you study. Whatever chance I can get to spend time with my girl." He winks at you and you smile shyly, looking to the side away from his burning gaze.

Your have to bite your lip to hide your growing smile when he lifts your hand to his lips again. You're caught of guard when he gets out of his seat and slides on the bench next to you. You let out a small squeal as he wraps his arms around you and begins placing small kisses all over your face.

"Ani what are you doing?" You breathe out through your giggles.

"You're just so cute when you get all shy!" He replies, slowing down his affection. "Who would've known Ms popular cheerleader could get so timid with me?"

You push him away slightly so you can breathe again. "Oh you shut up! You tell anyone, and I'm breaking your glasses." You threaten with a stern look and pointed finger at him.

He places a hand on his chest, "then how will I be able to see my angelic girlfriend?"

"That'll just have to be your punishment." You shrug with a mischievous grin.

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.

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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."