The Path Of Darkness, Or The Path Of Love? (AnakinxReader)

Stranded Shadows (pt. 3)

"I think we're stranded."
We walked around aimlessly through the woods, searching for a sign of life, a sign of light, anything that could mark salvation. But the more we looked, the more confusing it became. It seemed that the forest had melded into a twisted clump, and every turn looked identical to the one before. How did we stray so far?
I grow hopeless as hard, heavy rain starts falling. This rain feels different, it burns like chemicals. Staggering, I yelp and run into Anakin frantically.
"Anakin-it burns!" My hands have gone to my shoulders, the burn which had started as a mild tingle was growing into hot ashes sitting on my skin. He must've just realized it, because he looked at me, a panicked frown on his face, his full lips parted as he breathed quick words at me.
"Acid- we need to take shelter."
Pulling my hand off my shoulder, he pulled me quickly through the forest and through the brush. "I remember seeing water this way," he says, gripping my hand tighter. "By a mountain. We can wash the acid off and find a cave to seek shelter in. There seemed to be lots of them near the ground."
We run silently through the mud, trying to stay beneath the branches of the tree. Even then, the acidic rain dripped down and splashed onto us. I knew my skin was still there, but it felt as though it was being burnt off. The rain had burned right through my robe, and I could see the light red skin exposed on my arms. Thank god we kept our clothes in metal containers. They would be dry, and we could change into them.
I was so deep in thought, I didn't notice that we were walking in water. I could tell though, when my legs felt the soothing effect of numbing cold. Sighing in relief, I dove all the way in, half falling beneath the rippling surface. My skin felt fresh and new, clean. I come up and gasp for air, keeping only my head out of the water.
"Look, y/n." Anakin gestured towards a cave right off the water. Desperate for shelter, as the cold was now setting into my body, I nodded and began to wade towards it. The water got deeper before it became shallow, and my eyes barely stayed above the surface as I struggled to continue breathing. Anakin noticed my struggle, and he put his hands on my hips, pushing me lightly and effortlessly through the water. My body was frigid and exhausted. My breaths came out raggedly. I wanted so badly to sit and rest by a fire.
In my exhaustion, I still managed to drag myself to the cave entrance once we were out of the water. It was small, and empty. Muddy leaves and dirt caked parts of the walls and floor. But it was dry beyond the entrance, and that's all we needed.
With a sigh of relief, I began to peel off my ruined robes. They stuck heavily to my skin, so I struggled with untying them and pulling them off. My skin was still a faded pink color, although it didn't burn anymore. Struggling to get my pants unstuck from my legs, I wiggle my way out of the once crisp brown pants. Now, standing in only a bra and panties, I remember that I'm not alone in here.
Anakin's face is a deep red, although he gave nothing away with his facial expression. He himself had stripped out of his ruined clothes, and he stood in nothing but breifs. I'm sure now that my face is just as red as his.
Oh force. His body is perfect.
I clear my throat and turn. I need to take everything off, it's all wet. But I can't help the anxiety that comes with having him in the room with me. I've always felt so safe around him. It's not that I'm not safe. I feel...nervous? It's an excited nervousness, and my heart pounds knowing that we'll both be completely stripped in here, at least for a short period of time.
Deep breaths. Take off your undergarments.
I dig in the carrier we had brought with us. It was made out of a copper woven fabric, so the acid rain had done nothing but erode the coppery shine. Inside was the food, and the extra clothes. Pulling out everything I would need to change into, I stepped away, turning to face Anakin.
"Will we be stuck in here for a while?" I asked, suppressing a shiver that threatened to shake my whole body. It was freezing in here, goosebumps rose over my pale exposed skin. He looked at me, noticing the nearly invisible shiver, and nodded. "It's probably nighttime now, y/n. Get into whatever you wear to sleep, I'll start a fire. There's some wood piled up back here."
Nodding, I turn, facing the wall as I tried to calm my pounding heart. With shaking hands, I felt for my bra strap, finding the small clasp in the middle. I struggled to undo it with the violent movements my hands made. I almost scream from surprise as I feel warmth come over my fingers. Two steady hands undo it for me, then return to where they were before. It leaves a cold mark on my back, like the ghost of his presence is lurking over my skin, still lingering. My heart beats quickly. He just undid my bra. Holy force.
Why does he make it so impossible to keep calm? Jedi aren't supposed to feel.
I pulled my panties off, and put them in the pile with the rest of my muddy, destroyed garments. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice red streaks on my skin. Standing straight and looking down, I see a large scrape on my chest, partially stretching over my breast. There is a bloody scrape on my inner thigh, and a swollen patch on my knee. Blood cakes the outline of the scrapes, but after the swim in the water the rest of my skin is pale and clear. They sting slightly as I rest my fingers on them, seeing if there was still blood coming out. My fingers come away dry, with nothing but a few drying spots of blood on them.
"Y/n, doesn't that hurt?"
I don't turn around due to my completely exposed body, but I reply with a shaking voice. "Doesn't what hurt?"
"This," he said, placing a large hand on the small of my back. "You've got an awful bruise there."
He presses lightly on it, and I cry out from the pain. I hadn't even noticed that I hurt my back. It didn't hurt until he put slight pressure on my spine. Then it felt like lightning was flowing through my whole body.
"Are you hurt anywhere else?" Placing a warm, soothing hand on my shoulder, he turned me around. I was too mesmerized to protest. I look up into his eyes, feeling small and vulnerable as his eyes bore into me, silently sweeping my body. The firelight behind him made his silhouette appear dark, but his eyes were bright, glinting with a sort of suppressed desire.
Just a warning, it gets inappropriate at this point. You may choose not to read it, it won't affect your understanding if you don't.
Without a word, he lowered himself onto his knees. His placed his lips gently on my swollen knee. Then, moving up slowly, he kissed up my inner thigh, all the way across the scrape. He moved up farther, his hands sliding up my arms as he kissed my chest. My heart pounded violently. Shivers ran through me, tremors of happiness and nervous arousal. He then slid up, his lips so close to mine that I could feel the breath raggedly escaping his mouth. With a heavy sigh, he planted his lips on mine.
It felt so much better than I ever could've imagined. Before it had been a joke, but now it was real, passionate and loving. I moaned softly into his mouth, parting my lips as he slid his tongue in, swirling it tenderly with mine. His mouth tasted like something sweet. Perhaps if I wasn't so distracted I could identify what it was.
His hands ran down my hips, pulling me into him. I felt something long and hard press against me, grinding softly into me. Desire courses through my veins, and climaxed in my core. I hadn't realized how badly I had longed for him until he was so close to being mine.
My hand slid down his chest, shaking as I grabbed the hem of his briefs. His lips left mine and he looked at me, smirking, as he picked me up in his arms and laid me on top of a dry robe.
"Not quite yet, y/n."
With a seductive grin, he kissed his way down my neck and chest, leaving faint love marks that he soothed over with his tongue. His hands wandered down between my legs, rubbing me gently. I moaned, and he grinned at me, before sliding a finger inside of me. Pumping it in and out, I felt this burst of pleasure run through my body. My back arched as I desperately thrust my hips into his hand. He groaned softly, one hand on his own arousal, which still rested in his briefs. He then slid in two more fingers.
I couldn't keep quiet. "Anakin!" I cried out breathily. He stopped and moved his hands. I whimpered, thinking it was over. But then I realized what he was doing.
He's taking off his briefs.
He positioned himself over me. Glancing down, I saw his large hardened length poised above my entrance. With a deep moan, he began rubbing the tip of his hardened length into me, the wetness from my arousal causing it to slide back and forth with ease. I moaned. I wanted him inside of me right now.
"Anakin please! Don't make me wait!" I almost cried the words, and he looked at me, the glint in his eyes brighter than ever. His lips reaching mine, he kissed me passionately as he pushed himself inside of me.
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Hope you guys have enjoyed the story so far! I plan to update very soon again. Thanks for reading!
Holli (Carson)