Vader's New Love PART TWO || Darth Vader x Reader [COMPLETE]

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SLIGHT NSFW WARNING: SEXUAL IMPLICATIONS

Your loving hands have soothed and healed every inch of my charred flesh and made my blackened heart. With you I am a new man, my own man, liberated from the chains of despair, unafraid and willing to love again. The errors of my past are vast and the consequences grave. But you, my love have freed my soul of torment and the memories that haunt my dreams like monsters in the mind of children.

You are a vestige of light, a beam peering into the dark side, setting me upon the path to power, you give me purpose and without you, I am... dead, without sight, voice, hearing, and alive only by that which imprisons me and nothing more.

You are the air I breathe, and all that sustains me. I live only to conquer that which is rightfully yours for I will lay the spoils of battle upon your feet. Someday I will join you in heaven, my sweet angel, where I will pass through the pearly gates of your thighs to partake of your forbidden fruit, my love... I can smell your perfume, your hair, your wanting, the perspiration of our passion, I am there with you, laboring in your essence, do you feel me?

We are one, of mind, spirit, and flesh. You are a long summer day, sunshine glistening upon snow, a flower in spring, beautiful you are, and mine...

I will return soon, my love

D.V.

Vader's letters were always intense, personal, they made her face burn red, her fruit moist with its own nectar, and filled her with such longing...that she felt herself explode - into colors blowing in the wind like leaves, scattering in plums, pinks, purples, blues, greens and yellows, wild and blowing through her hair... and cascading into the horizons in pastels until they are but silhouettes, parting with the sweet golden sun at dusk.

At night she slept with her legs curled beneath her, less she ached with longing again. Their parting was torture, chaos in her mind. Vader never expressed himself so verbally. He made it a point not to waste words and speech was always a challenge without his modulator, and otherwise, he hated the sound of his robotic voice. But with a pen, his passion was boundless, energetic, kinetic...

[Name] longed for the sweet days of Naboo, where they were alone on the villa, and rebels had not reared their ugly heads to disturb his restful mind.

She was tired of hiding from the emperor. Why was it so hard for Vader to see what he was doing to him? What did the emperor have that made Vader so loyal to him? The emperor had already betrayed Vader once, even killing his wife, and forcing him to destroy his own friends and brothers of the Jedi Order. An Order, she too once was a part of. Her love for him had betrayed them too. Yes, if anyone had known that she had betrayed her former master, the woman Vader had killed as she watched, what would they say? How could she live with herself?

None of it mattered anymore. The Jedi Order was no more. The only thing she needed now was to convince Vader to leave the emperor. To help him see the truth, that he was powerful enough to defeat him. That the limitations of his suit didn't limit his power. He could destroy the emperor and they could live happily ever after. The Empire would be gone and the Jedi would be avenged and the galaxy would be free again.

[Name] barely slept at night, tossing and turning about, her mind haunted with thoughts of Vader fighting against that terrible rebellion.

Moonlight crept through the window onto her closed eyes as she pulled the cover to her chin. The soft sound of her bedroom door sliding open, and the manic flashing of the control panel on her door blinked, prompting her to open her eyes.

Then she heard it... "Woooosh, shiiiiiiiish. Woooooooosh, shiiiiiish." She sat up, blanket pressed against her chest as she stared at the towering figure that darkened her door.

"Vader!" [Name] exclaimed.

He strode across the room, black cape flapping behind him in the breeze as he hurried toward her, sitting at the edge of her bed. [Name] leaped from beneath the covers, diving into his arms. She wished she could read his face, sense his emotions.

"When you said you would be here soon..."

"Better to surprise you," he said.

"I was so worried, that awful rebellion..."

"Has been squashed. For now."

"Then you'll stay?"

Vader raised a black glove to her face, cupping her chin. "Until the emperor needs me."

"The emperor ordered you to kill me. Didn't he?"

"I will protect you from the emperor. Leave him to me."

[Name] stood, drawing her shoulders and chin up. The gown she wore was thin and hugged her slender figure. Beneath the mask, his eyes followed her across the room.

"The emperor must be destroyed. It's the only way we can be together," she said, turning her back to Vader.

The sound of his mask roared as he leapt from his seat on her bed in anger to grab her by the arm.

The two of them stood in the darkness, his mechanical hand gripping her elbow. Her breaths were ragged and sharp, her chest rising and falling. She could feel his hands around her throat as he choked her all those months ago. How could she ever forget?

"The emperor gave you life."

"And how soon you forget how that life was taken away from me to begin with!"

The grip on her arm tightened and [Name] turned her head, heart pounding in her chest. "I only say it because I love you. The emperor tricked you into killing Senator Amidala. And now he's ordered you to kill me. Is that why you're here? To kill the one person who has loved you unconditionally?"

Vader released [Name] then strode toward the veranda, eyes scanning the horizon.

"Padme once felt as you do. Before she betrayed me. Before she hid my master on her ship, so that I would wear this suit the rest of my life."

"I don't care about the suit. I never did. I love the man inside of the suit. I've proven it time and time again."

"The emperor is invincible."

"The emperor is only invincible because of you. You're the chosen one."

"Don't call me that," Vader griped, waving an arm.

[Name] stood behind him, laying her head on his back. "Will you at least think about what I said?"

"I will give the matter my consideration. But for your sake, never speak of it again. The emperor is wise. I have no doubt that he knows you're here. But the troops are loyal to me. You're protected for as long as I wish you to be."

"Is that a threat?" [Name] asked.

Vader spun around. His hands gripped her at the shoulders. "You would be the one to know, I am capable of almost anything."

[Name] pulled herself free and walked away, returning to the safety of her bed. Where hours earlier she dreamt of being in his arms again. Safe and loved, certain he would choose her above the emperor. Wishing he hadn't made the truth painfully clear.