Hello! Thank you for dropping the ask!
❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.
MMMH,,, that is a nice ask! I do have quite a lot of wips in my pc lol
I'm gonna go with a segment for a fic I'm hoping to post very very soon (and to quickly follow with the so desired update of Obi-Two) (yes, I'm working on it) (y'all are so sweet, i wanna do my best for it) (might post a snipped of that too if you want) BUT ANYWAY
Back to the snippet of a sithwan/jedi anakin obikin fic, spicy secret relationship, with some backstory cause who am i not to expand on the lore of my fics (might get a prequel if you like it well enough), explicit, coming as soon as i finish the blowjob scene eheheheh
Heart in his throat, he turned slowly, clutching the tunic between his hands.
“Dearest.”
There, looking pristine and handsome as always, stood Obi-Wan, his golden eyes twinkling with love and anticipation.
Unable to stay still any longer, Anakin rushed towards him, not caring about the mess he had left on the floor, and he threw himself into the arms of the man he had pined for those three long months stationed on Batuu ordered by the kriffing Jedi Council.
He couldn’t wait for this farce of a war to be finally over.
Anakin buried his face in Obi-Wan’s neck, snuggling into him and inhaling his scent, relishing in their full body contact, and shivering when he felt Obi-Wan littering kisses wherever he could reach. The arms around him were bands of steel, unmoving and uncompromising, and Anakin had longed for their possessive embrace, each moment outside them made of agony. He remained still even as one of his Master’s hands found its customary place in Anakin’s curls, tugging lightly to encourage him to lift his face from where it was hidden.
“Anakin, darling, let me look at you.”
