Attachments | Anakin Skywalker

chapter six

For a second, there was simply only the feel of Anakin's warm mouth against mine, the firmness of his body pressed to mine, the shaking of my body as I twisted my head and lifted up onto my toes. I made to kiss with my eyes open so that I could see his eyes widen and feel the victory that I had in turn, bested him.

I pulled away a moment later seeing Anakin's eyes still wide and his breathing heavy. I laughed softly in victory and planned to strut away leaving his defeat to stew with him. I only got so far as to unhook my right hand from his tunic before he was yanking me forward again, pressing his soft mouth to mine aggressively.

The force of his kiss knocked us into the brick windmill behind us as his left hand slid against my cheek and his right hand latched onto my hip roughly. The firmness of his body pressed hard against me was bliss as his left hand moved from my cheek to my hair, yanking softly on the strands.

The moment Anakin had me against this wall, any restraint had flown out of my mind. Damned be the Jedi Order and damned be us avoiding attachments. I opened my mouth letting his tongue flood in, the kiss desperate and savage. The taste of him was like jasmine-scented wind and sweet winter.

I couldn't fight against my body as he pulled me impossibly closer to him, yanking on my hair to pull my head back and allow him for a better angle to kiss me at. I moaned, unable to help myself.

That sound seemed to have been his undoing as his fingers dug into my hair and hip aggressively as if to lay claim to me. His hand wandered from my clothed hip to my exposed side, being gentle around the still healing wounds, but brushing faintly across my stomach as if he were desperate to cling to any exposed skin. I allowed my hands to rove across his muscled chest and into his growing hair, grasping for him, anything to get to touch him as our tongues met and departed. Licking the roof of my mouth causing a shiver to run down my spin and another whimper to be elicited from me.

All sensibility went out the door as I pulled him close to me, every hateful word and thought said between us nothing but a whisper in the wind. There was only here and now and Anakin pressed against me, his tongue licking and scraping against my mouth.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me as both hands grasped my ass and lifted me into the air, my back pushing against the brick wall and my legs wrapping around his waist. I moaned again as I felt the press of him against me and all that I was doing to him. Anakin ground into me with a deep groan that had me arching my back to get closer, anything to just be closer to him. I was whimpering in a matter of seconds as he removed his lips from mine to scrape his tongue and teeth against my neck. I was an absolute puddle in his arms as he chuckled against my skin.

"Like that, Princess?" His voice was so low and raspy, it made my core throb as he nipped at a spot on my neck that had me rolling my eyes to the back of my head. He pressed harder into me, attacking my neck in small bites and kisses which had me writhing beneath him and whimpering for more. I could sense his sensual smile, "So responsive for me." He growled. That voice would be my downfall, that would drive me to insanity with desire. As if he knew exactly what my thoughts were, he growled and placed his lips back on mine.

I needed to feel him, to touch him as I let my hand stray to between us and grasp his hardness. He grunted thrusting hard into me and my hand and I almost buckled at the strength behind it. I almost gasped aloud as I felt the full length of him, the size of him-

I felt as if I might go insane with need, his body and his lips, would drive me wild. I wished for our clothes to simply disappear as I wedged my hand back in between us, grasping hard onto him. My mouth watered thinking of Anakin taking me here and now roughly against this brick wall. How I would absolutely let him.