The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 51 - Speeder*

*TW - Smut (this entire chapter— just thought up this scenario and had to write it. Next chapter will be smut free and is actually conductive to the plot lol.) *

Y/N's POV:

"Ani, we're going to get caught." I feebly attempt to be the voice of reason between the two of us. It's becoming increasingly more difficult however when his lips are skillfully moving along the column of my neck.

Anakin doesn't seem to care in the slightest, continuing to pepper kisses further down towards my collar bone. "Then we'll finally let the galaxy know you're mine." He murmurs against my skin before playfully nibbling at the flesh.

"Anakin!" I shriek, although I shouldn't be so shocked by his statement considering his possessive nature. It's a miracle the Council hasn't found out about us when I think of the amount of times he's pulled me aside in a public place just to put his hands on me.

He's taken me behind one of the temple pillars after dark before...

He chuckles, not at all phased by my dwindling protests. He can feel my hard nipples against his chest, even through the fabric. And then there's the damp spot between my thighs... He knows how aroused I am right now.

"Someone could easily see us through the window." I point out, my eyes gesturing to the see-through glass of his speeder where you can clearly see our reflection with me straddling his lap in the front seat.

Although we're parked in an empty lot in the lower levels of Coruscant (where most Jedis avoid if they can due to the seedy activities that go on down in this undercity), someone could easily spot us in this Republic-owned airspeeder and report it.

What we've done in the speeder has been pretty harmless tonight (... so far), but we are in quite the compromising position and I can tell Anakin wants to take this further than just kissing by the bulge in his pants. And if I'm being honest with myself, I want it too... it's just that I happen to have some remnants of restraint left at this present moment (however fleeting they may be).

I lose the last of it when he grips my hips to pull me forward, rolling his clothed length across my already heated core. A whimper escapes my lips and he chuckles again. "Don't act like the thought of someone seeing us doesn't turn you on." He whispers the words into my ear shell with his hot breath, making me feel sinful.

My skin begins to burn and my cheeks grow red— which Anakin observes with a naughty grin. He tilts his head to the side. "You like that, don't you, Princess?"

"You like the idea of someone watching me pound into that tight little cunt? The thought of someone seeing me claim you? Hmm? Of seeing your perky little tits bouncing up and down as you ride my cock? Does that get you wet, baby?" He continues in a raspy seductive bedroom voice despite the fact that this is no bedroom.

The way he asks is almost a taunt. A sexy taunt that drives me mad.

His hands grope and knead my ass, and I can't help but mewl into his skin. "I can tell it does. Can feel you getting wetter, dripping all over me." He grins.

My skin turns a darker shade of crimson and I look away from his teasing gaze.

He grabs my face in his hands, stroking my cheek and forcing me to meet his eyes. "Don't be embarrassed, baby. It's incredibly sexy." He actually looks genuine now.

I stare into his big blue eyes and suddenly I'm lost in the sea of them, utterly captivated and transfixed by his beauty.

I realize he's looking at me with the same intensity. "Look at you." He brushes his leather gloved finger over my lips, which are swollen from his kisses. "You're so beautiful."