❐❝mad Love ❙ ❨anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader❩

chapter eighteen

Freya made a small ball in her hand that rolled between her fingers. She while showing Anakin a bit of his power.

"It's..." Anakin was speechless, he knew Freya's power but what he had done moments before was indescribable.

Freya looked at him waiting for an answer, she didn't want Anakin to fear her, she liked being feared, with that she earned respect, but she couldn't stand Anakin's fear.

"It's wonderful" Anakin breathed out.

Freya put on a shy smile that she hides by turning her head, Anakin bumped her shoulder against hers again. Only now that they were sitting down, they were closer.

"Tell me the truth, Skywalker, why did you walk away? Didn't you like the barbecue?"

Anakin sighed and gave her a sidelong glance.

"It's your fault"

Freya frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Anakin gets up and walks away, Freya also gets up.

"I wasn't a jealous man before we met" he confessed, there was a bit of frustration and it reflected in his tone of voice, he turned to her, "now every man I see is a potential threat"

He approaches her, Freya wants to back off but stays in her place, Anakin puts his hand on her neck and with her thumbs he caresses her soft skin, he feels her tremble under his touch.

"I'm possessive and that's not right" he says in a low voice bringing her face closer "you heard me say that being the best jedi was my only vice"

Anakin slightly tightens his grip on Freya's neck, making a path with his hand reaching her jaw, Freya parting her lips slightly, taking a breath at the jedi's mischievous actions, she places her hands on the biceps of Anakin.

“But now it is not true, all this is new, everything I have learned has fallen. I beg you, stop this suffering."

Anakin brought his face closer to Freya's, their noses were touching, they could breathe the same air, Anakin pushed her a little so that her back was leaning against the wall. Anakin wanted to get even closer, to close the distance between his lips, and suddenly...

Freya had taken him by the chin, turning his face away from her, she approached him and gave him a chaste kiss on his neck, then approached his ear.

"Don't go wasting your emotions, leave all your love here, you won't like the ending if you don't," she warned him in a whisper, her warm breath sending shivers down her spine.

She released him, the lack of contact from her feeling cold, and Anakin wanted to be able to stop her, but instead he let her go.

He closed his eyes in frustration and leaned his head against the wall, he was hot. She left him so heated that she had him in a mess.