#suitless vader

[redn1ghtcrawler]

Was supposed to be a warmup but eh…

[orientalld]

Scary dog privilege

[07043012]

Grand Admiral Sithwan shamelessly showing off is a form of possessiveness actually. I mean anyone who can see this pin up art up close either dead or going to die

[zei-zei]

Vaderwan i miss them so much

[emlovestarwars]

Oh he’s pissed

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: (un)burned!vader x f!reader (I haven't decided)

SMUT ❦

Knowledge wasn't your strongest side. It was rather obvious when you settled yourself on his lap, whining about how lonely and needy you were. Vader had simply given you that look—calm, unwavering, superior. Like he was humoring a child. But then, with an indulgent sigh, he had lifted you without much effort, spreading you open over his cock, sheathing himself to the hilt with ease.

That was twenty minutes ago.

Now, you were still there, still with your body trembling, still stuffed to the brim with his cock while he barely acknowledged you—one arm wrapped lazily around your waist, the other flipping through data files on his holopad as if you weren’t sitting fully impaled on him, whimpering against his throat with pity.

"Be still, little one," he murmured against your temple, voice deep and endless like the void outside the Death Star. "You're making a mess off my lap."

That was a fact. There was a slick, embarrassing wetness pooling between your thighs, soaking the fabric of his black uniform pants, but how could you not? He was so big, thick and heavy inside you, stretching you beyond comfort—refusing to move.

Your breathing hitched when his cybernetic hand ghosted up your thigh, before curling at your hip in a form of a warning "Did I not tell you to be patient?"

You whimpered again, sound becoming like a habit. Your walls clenched involuntarily, and felt everything—the sheer girth of him twitching inside you, him filling you so utterly, so perfectly. A breath stopped in your throat, turning into a broken, silly sound as your fingers clawed at his chest, pressing into the sturdy muscle.

"Vader," you gasped, rolling your hips the tiniest bit; just to seek friction, seek relief.

That was a huge mistake.

His hand tightened instantly, fingers digging into the plush of your thigh as he stilled you with an iron grip. You felt the power in his hold, the quiet, restrained discipline. He could break you if he wanted. But instead, his lips found your shoulder, pressing a deceptively soft, almost reverent kiss against your skin.

"You're testing my patience, little one."

Your head lolled back against his shoulder, a whine escaping your swollen lips. "Please, I need—"

"Shhh," he silenced you with another kiss, this time trailing up your throat, nuzzling the sensitive spot just beneath your ear. "I know what you need."

You bit your lip, body trembling with both hunger and frustration. Yet, he wasn’t done toying with you at all. His lips brushed the shell of your ear, voice turning all low and teasing.

"You're my sweet girl, aren't you?"

You nodded frantically. "Y-yes—"

"My obedient girl?"

"Yes!"

His lips curled into a smirk against your skin. "Then behave. I have work to finish."

Oh, how you wanted to protest. How you wanted to beg, to plead him to move, to let you ride him like you needed to—but you knew how he played this sick game. The more desperate you got, the more he enjoyed it. The more you obeyed, the sweeter the reward.

So, you slumped against his chest, breathing shaky, thighs quivering with exertion as you fought to remain still. Which, apparently, was enough for him to finally reward you.

Gloved, leather hands glided down your hips, slow and appreciative, adoring, before lifting you—just a small fraction—before letting you sink back down onto him with a wet, obscene sound.

A choked sob left your lips. Whole body momentary clenched, eyes rolled back as he spread you all over again, splitting you open on his cock in a way that made you see stars. Such beautiful stars

"There’s my good girl," he purred, voice emphasized with approval, fingers caressing the curve of your belly, pressing right where he knew he was buried the deepest.

Then, in the calmest, most infuriating voice imaginable; "Now, be silent while I finish my work."

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[freemymercury]

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[tttwater]

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