Pairings: Yandere!/Dark Qimir X Yandere/Dark! Anakin Skywalker X Naive! f!Reader
Summary: Anakin is jealous of Qimir.
Warnings: Yandere, dark, dubcon but no sex, sexual intimacy, naive reader, dumb reader, taking advantage of naivete, pet names, degradation kink, reader is tiny, size kink, legal reader, legal characters, legal age, jealousy, obsession, possession, manipulation
A/N: Pics are from Pinterest
Anakin hated how you looked at this new guy.
Qimir.
How you looked at his arms. You were amazed.
"What's so special about him?" He ground his teeth. You were with him again. Oh, how he was practicing while showing off his biceps to you. And you were totally eating this up, giggling and touching his arms.
Just like an eager little slut. And this asshole Qimir visibly desired to fuck you. Anakin could sense his growing hunger for you. Oh, you little naughty brat. Look what you've done. You made him fall in love with you.
"You like my arms so much, huh?" He put his fingers under your chin, looking into your eyes... and your small titties.
"Mmmh... yeah!" You giggled, squeezing his biceps.
He flexed his arm for you before leaning into your face. "You know... I really like your body too."
Your eyes and smile widened. You jumped a little. "Really?!"
"Oh, yeah... Definitely." His hand reached your back, caressing it. "Such a tiny little body you have." His hand slided down to your butt slowly. You purred, closing your eyes and parting your lips.
He kissed your cheek, then your jaw, and then your neck. "You smell so sweet." He grasped your butt gently. His hand was big enough to grasp all of it. Fuck, that made him groan. He gave it a little squeeze, causing you to moan.
Anakin saw that.
Before you knew it, he pulled Qimir from you, tossing him to the ground. Qimir quickly got up and hit Anakin with a hard fist. You just gasped and stayed away, not knowing what to do. "Please, stop!"
"Don't touch her!" Anakin yelled, pulling his saber. Qimir put an arrogant smile on his face. "Jealous?"
"What is going on here?" You heard Obi-Wan's voice and took a deep breath. "Anakin, put that saber down."
Qimir walked, coming closer to you. His eyes roaming over your titties and legs. Short slutty skirt for a tiny slutty baby. He loved it. "Oh, I don't know. He just went crazy while this pretty angel and I were talking."
Anakin pulled him from his shoulder and pushed him. "Stay away from her!"
Qimir laughed a little, pointing at Anakin and looking at Obi-Wan. "See?"
Obi-Wan sighed, pulling Anakin to his side. "You're coming with me. We're going to discuss this."
"No! He's touching her without her consent." Anakin pushed his Master's arm, yelling while pointing at Qimir.
"She enjoys my company. Don't bother us." Qimir said, wrapping his arm around you. His voice dropped. Anakin could see how Qimir caressed your arm or how the back of his fingers touched the side of your boobs. A slight smile appeared on his face.
Anakin hated it.
It was not over. He knew Qimir was going to be his biggest threat.
