Anakin Skywalker/ Darth Vader one shots

Katana and Vader P4 •

( A/N - THIS IS UNEDITED COS IM TOO TIRED TO READ THROUGH IT ALL😀 i know the start is a little long but i like starting off my stories by not going into smut straight away. Anyways have fun reading this almost 7k word chapter full of smut ;) ALSO START PLAYING THE SONG WHEN THEY ACTUALLY HAVE SEX OR IT WONT BE THE SAME!)

The club was blasting with music throughout the whole building. Drinks were vibrating at the bass and you couldn't even hear yourself think it was that loud. It was swarmed with an army of half sober people dancing the night away, not realising that Darth Vader was right above them in a room not too far away.

If they knew he was here they would most likely run out screaming, even if they were having the time of their lives beforehand.

It wasn't only him either; he was in a room with some of the most feared men in the galaxy. Of course, no one amounted to him, but either way these people were still more than dangerous by all means. These people were more or less gangsters, except it's a little more serious than that. Let's just say, these gangsters would not only kill you, but chop your body into little pieces and then send those pieces of to both your friends and family.

So, yeah, you get the picture.

Although Vader never usually likes to surround himself with these people, as he thinks they're actives are what he calls and i quote , ' tacky and obsequious' , he had to force himself to endure their presences for three hours or so mainly because he planned on killing them all.

Yep, such a Vader thing to do.

He never really explained as to why he was murdering the men, but he did mention how it was something to do with debt and messy work. So, as you can tell, i have been lumbered with the job of delivering the drinks with the poison he gave me already inside instead of him doing the actual murdering.

I had been waitressing all night long and the heels i wore on my feet were beginning to get on my last nerve. As well as that, i was sick of getting stares of sad little boys just because i was wearing a short pencil skirt with a button up black t-shirt . The two buttons at the top had became undone due to the heat in here, which didn't help either.

I mean, at least i looked pretty, especially since my hair was curled, but still! I didn't want unwanted stares from men who look like they can't even pull a fucking mutant.

I look at my watch and note how it says 11:27. Vader gave me strict orders hours before heading over here, that at half eleven exactly i will bring up 6 glasses of whiskey, not poisoned, and deliver them to room 3AB.

The bar i was behind had a tablet for each waitress, including me. As i'm preparing the drinks that i plan on giving, i see a message pop up that reads,

' Bring 6 glasses of whiskey up now.'

The man couldn't even be bothered to say please.
Asshole.

I delete the message, before placing all of the glasses on the tray and walking up the spiral stairs in the centre of the club. For some reason, i had this feeling in my stomach, a feeling similar to butterflies fluttering inside me. I don't know why i was so nervous. After all, i'm supposed to be the most feared woman in the galaxy, so why do i care about a room full of men who are way below me, except from Vader i guess.

Maybe it's because V hasn't seen the short ass outfit they have gave me that only barely fits. He'll have a field day when he gets back, but i don't care. I look hot, but also like a hoe.

But at least i look hot.

The room 3AB comes into view and just as i'm about to open the door, i wait there for a few seconds. Just walk in you fucking pussy. My self consciousness screams at me inside of my head, telling me to grow a pair of balls and to stop being such a little girl. After having what feels like minutes of a war in my mind, i walk in.