Anakin Skywalker x Reader
The Council has long believed since Anakin Skywalker arrived at the Jedi Temple that he is the Chosen One. And from what they know of the prophecy, they have no reason to believe otherwise.
Y/N is just a regular padawan t...
*TW - SMUT (p in v penetration, female oral receiving, male masturbation)*
**A/N - the song that plays in my mind during the gala and their "activities"(; is "Art Deco" by Lana Del Rey.
I got inspired by the Mr. & Mrs. Smith movie, particularly the scene where they dance. Angelina Jolie had a gun strapped to her thigh in the film, so Y/N will have the same but imagine it as a lightsaber. I also imagine she's wearing Angelina Jolie's black dress (picture below) when she dances with Anakin.*
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Y/N's POV:
I sped over to Padme's the next day. Anakin broke my heart and stole my droid. I was going to make him regret every decision he'd ever made this past year. I want him to grovel.
She walked into the room waving a dress cover up in the air before pulling down the zipper to reveal a black floor-length evening gown. Her grin was diabolical. "I believe black is his favourite colour."
I smiled back nefariously. "Indeed it is."
I took the rollers out of my hair to reveal salon worthy curls that framed my face perfectly. To further accentuate my features, I wore a subtle red lip to bring attention to my Cupid's bow lips— which I knew Anakin loved considering his eyes always seemed to glance down to them during our conversations.
Padme zipped me up as I stood in front of her full-length mirror. When she was all done her jaw dropped. "You look hot."
"Forget Anakin and be with me, gorgeous." She joked and we laughed.
"Look at you!" I eyed her up and down, admiring her dolled up frame. She dressed in a low cut silk sage green gown that hugged her curves. She looked flawless— as she always did. It was a mystery as to why she was still single. "I think I've forgotten about him already." I winked.
"Thank you, Padme." I expressed my gratitude again seriously once we had stopped laughing. We gave each other a hug, being careful not to smug our makeup or ruin our hair.
"Of course, what are best friends for?" Padme smiled, releasing from our embrace. "I can't wait to see Ani's face when he sees you."
—
The Senate building was hardly recognizable, especially the Grand Convocation Chamber where the event was being held. Many of the rows upon rows of audience seating that usually surrounded the stage had been removed for the event. In exchange, a black and white checkered dance floor had been created, as well as a bar service for drinking and socializing.
"I don't care that I've known him since he was a little boy." Padme went on as we entered the chamber as a man in a suit took our tickets that gave us access to the event. "What he did was awful and he deserves to be tortured a little."
"I honestly wonder if he'll even be looking at me. There's lots of women here to capture his attention." I doubted myself.
"He has certainly contrived a reputation for being a man whore this past year, hasn't he?" Padme frowned, looking disappointed in Anakin's actions. "Nevertheless, you look stunning and you will surely be the one capturing everyone's eye tonight."
