Two Halfs of One Warrior • Obikin/Vaderwan One-Shots

Obikin Shameless Smut Snippet

• Summary: PROMPT: Anakin wears this dress to seduce Obi-Wan.

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Obi-Wan walked into their bedroom and froze when he laid eyes on Anakin, who was perched on the edge of their bed -- hands spread out behind him, chest jutted out, one leg hoisted up, head slightly tilted to the side with his ponytail tied low -- and he stared back with hooded eyes that held so much heat. But that wasn't what had turned Obi-Wan into a statue. It was the skimpy light-blue dress, with spaghetti straps that had slipped off his shoulders, perfectly tapering down his narrow waist, with a flowing skirt that ended right at the very top of his tanned thighs that made Obi-Wan unable to turn away.

There was a long drawn-out silence, and Obi-Wan felt his heart clench when Anakin lowered his head and leg, brought his arms to hug his chest, and quietly said, "You don't like this."

Obi-Wan mentally shook his head before he cleared his very dry throat. "No, my dearest, you just surprised me." He could feel something akin to hope and happiness flaring in their bond.

"Then you like this? I wanted to try something different." Anakin brought his arms down and fingered the hem of his dress, and Obi-Wan's eyes followed and took in Anakin's long legs, noticing that they were smooth.

Oh, stars -- Anakin shaved?

Obi-Wan swallowed hard as he nearly reached out to touch the silkiness that awaited him. He ached to run his hands all over the areas covered by the dress, to feel the satin material against Anakin's warm flesh. Desires coursed through his body as he forced himself to close the gap between them and come to stand in front of Anakin. From that angle, he could see Anakin's nipples poking through the bodice, and his eyes honed in on the younger man's well-defined clavicles.

"Anakin," Obi-Wan whispered, "you look gorgeous -- absolutely stunning, my dear." He reached out to push one of the spaghetti straps farther down and let out a soft moan at the vision of the dress drooping down to reveal one of those pink nipples. Anakin, sensing his master's arousal, blushed prettily, which turned Obi-Wan on even more.

"Master, please." Anakin reached up to pull Obi-Wan down on the bed. "I need you."

Dazedly, Obi-Wan allowed Anakin to manoeuvre him onto his back, uncaring that he was still in his Jedi robes, and he let out a louder moan when Anakin straddled his middle, and he reached out and grabbed Anakin's narrow waist, enjoying the way the satiny material felt against Anakin and gasping when he felt Anakin's ass meeting his aching cock. He looked up at Anakin, who was slightly panting as well, and he could see Anakin's own hardness imprinted on the front of his dress.

" . . . wore it for you."

Obi-Wan shook himself out of his stupor. "What was that?"

"I said that I even found lacy panties and wore it for you," Anakin repeated coyly.

In a flash, Obi-Wan flipped Anakin over, and this time he straddled and hovered over Anakin's beautiful form. With both hands, he pushed up Anakin's dress, feeling the smooth thighs, and he stared at the white lace panties, semi-transparent white lace panties. His mouth watered at seeing Anakin's hard cock that were straining against the material, and he let out a choked, "Kriff, Anakin. Are you trying to kill me?"

Anakin chuckled. "Maybe? Or maybe I just want you to to snap and let you fuck me hard? Come on, Master, stop holding out on me."

"Anakin," Obi-Wan growled as he reached out and cupped Anakin's cock through the lacy panties, thumbing the pre-cum that had gathered at the tip, which caused Anakin to let out a keening whine. Obi-Wan sat back on his haunch and stared at the scene of Anakin looking so sexy, so debauched, looked at the way Anakin's curls -- loosened from his ponytail -- were sprawled out on the pillow, the way both straps had slipped off his shoulders to reveal more of Anakin's chest. He stared long and hard, wishing for this image to always be imprinted in his mind.

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❤️A/N: The Dress