Work callāAnakin Skywalker
ā„Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x F!Reader
ā„Summary: Anakin is feeling neglected and horny because reader has been busy, so he dry humps her shoe while sheās on a work call.
ā„CW: 18+, smut, dry humping, voyeurism (?), sub!ani, orgasm denial sorta, pet names
ā„a/n: Very short first post! I'm not a professional writer at all so I'm very nervous but excited to share this! NOT PROOFREAD so keep that in mind while reading. Hope you like it!! <3
Anakin shut the door to your shared room with a sigh, the weight of a long week bearing down on him like the oppressive heat of a Tatooine sun. It seemed like every mission, every training session, had conspired to test his limits.
To top it all off, Anakin was feeling desperate and pent up, aching for your touch. You had been so wrapped up in your work lately that you barely had any time for him. It had been at least a week and a half since you touched him, and his hand could never make him cum like you could.
The sound of your voice coming from the living room shook him out of his lust-fueled thoughts. Curious, he made his way toward the room, where he saw you on the couch, holopad in hand, on an important work call with your boss.
ā...Yes, I'll ensure that our intelligence is up-to-date and accurate for the upcoming mission,ā Anakin caught bits and pieces of your conversation as he walked to your shared bedroom, leaving the door ajar as he changed into his sweatpants.
He made his way back over to you, leaning over the back of the couch to nuzzle into your neck. As you let out a content sigh at his affection, an idea sparked in his mind.
He made his way around the couch, dropping to his knees in front of you. Your eyes met his, an apprehensive look on your face. Anakin just smiled sweetly, trailing his hands lightly up your legs while his quickly hardening cock twitched in his pants.
āWhat do you think youāre doing?ā you whispered at him, gently brushing him away, though the warmth in your eyes betrayed your true desire to touch him.
As Anakin opened his mouth with a retort, the flickering blue light of the holopad interrupted.
āDid you say something?ā your boss inquired, his holographic image displaying a concerned expression, the lines of his face sharp and defined against the backdrop of the digital interface.
Startled by his inquiry, your fingers slipped on the smooth surface of your holopad, causing you to jump slightly. "Oh! Um, everything's fine, sir," you replied, your voice a touch higher than usual as you tried to regain your composure. "Just... just reviewing some holographic data here, you know how it is, sir. All under control." You flashed a nervous smile, hoping your flustered demeanor would pass as mere enthusiasm.
Anakin started to run his hands up your thighs again when he felt you shift. He let out a surprised gasp at the sudden pressure he felt on his cock, rutting his hips forward slightly. You had your leg stuck between his thighs, foot angled up so the toe of your shoe was on his cock. Anakin looked up at you, but you were seemingly uninterested in him, focusing only on your work.
Anakin shifted his hips experimentally, grinding his pathetically hard cock against your shoe. When he noticed your lips twitch upwards slightly, clearly enjoying the view of Anakin humping your shoe like a dog in heat, he continued his ministrations.
As his hips began to move faster, a small wet patch formed on the front of his pants, his sticky precum making his cock slide against your foot easier. You began to move your foot, matching the fast thrusting of his hips to get him off faster, causing Anakin to let out a high-pitched moan.
āWhat was that?ā questioned your boss, concern evident in his voice. Your eyes shot back to the hologram, and your movements stuttered.
āI-Iām sorry. My puppy was misbehaving,ā you said in a rush, pushing your foot painfully against Anakinās cock as a warning. Anakin let out a strangled whimper but pushed his hips into your foot.
āYour puppy? When did you get a dog?ā your boss inquired.
āA few months ago. Heās been a bit needy lately,ā you said smugly, beginning to rub against him again.
As your boss continued talking, you and Anakin exchanged a quick glance, hearts racing with the thrill of almost being caught. With a forced smile, you continued your conversation, doing your best to maintain your composure as Anakin continued working himself on your foot.
Anakin thrust upwards, meeting the movements of your foot. The grip he had on your leg became tighter as he worked himself towards his orgasm. His breath came in short gasps, his chest heaving with each thrust. His body tensed against your leg, and you felt him spill into his pants, his cock twitching against your foot through his pants. You moved your foot away from his overstimulated cock as he panted against your leg.
āOh noā¦Iām afraid Iāll have to leave this meeting a bit early. My dog made a mess. Looks like heās gonna need some better training,ā you cut off your boss, quickly exchanging your goodbyes and turning off your holopad.
Anakin, still panting, moved to get up, but a firm hand pushed him back to his knees.
āOh, Iām not done with you yet, puppy.ā
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