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Part II: Rebel Prisoner Luke

Vader's POV

"I want to cum," Luke said softly, his head hanging. "Please."

Vader gave a wicked smile as he said, "Then you shall."

Luke's admission was like an aphrodisiac to Vader. A pulse of desire ran through him and heat seemed to gild his skin. The boy had certainly earned his reward. The Dark Lord gracefully slipped down Luke's body, his hands skimming the boy's sides finally resting on the child's slender hips. Vader's eyes flickered up to Luke's face at that moment as he breathed lightly over the head of Luke's cock. The boy gasped and tried to thrust forward into that inviting mouth but the chains and Vader's grip on him kept him in place. 

Vader could feel through the Force how hard Luke was, how in need. It doubled his pleasure. His cock was like an iron bar in his pants and all he wanted to do was thrust it into Luke's body, lose himself in that primal rhythm against the bound form, but he'd promised Luke his mouth if the boy admitted his need for release. He would deliver on that promise.

Vader leaned in and sucked the tip of Luke's cock into his mouth, tonguing the slit. The boy shook in his chains and let out long moan. He eagerly drank down the salty fluid of his son's pre-release. His mouth watered for more. So he relaxed and opened his throat and just took Luke into him. His nose was pressed into the soft curls at the base of his son's cock as the rest of the organ was deep in his throat. He had not gone down on many people in his life that he could recall, but it felt so right and effortless. Another sense of having done this a million times before came over him, but Vader was not in the mood to trace that illusive sense of deja vu right now. Luke gave a strangled cry as Vader then swallowed around the boy's cock. 

"Oh, Force! Yes!" Luke screamed.

Vader backed off the boy's cock until only the head was still inside of him. The rest of the glistening length was laid out before him like a feast. He plunged down on the shaft again. Their twin pleasures thrummed through him and his balls tightened against his body with his impending orgasm. He did not want to waste his seed in his pants. He'd rather spill it into the boy's body somehow. But he wasn't going to be able to hold off his release if he brought Luke to completion in this way. He drew off Luke's cock and viciously squeezed the base of his own with a Force tendril. 

"Please!" Luke wept. "Please, don't stop!"

"I'm not stopping, little Jedi. I promised you release and I intend to deliver."

The Dark Lord rose to his feet and used the Force to levitate Luke so that the binders on his wrists were unhooked from the ceiling and gently brought him to the floor. 

"What are you doing?" Luke asked. He sounded like a lost child rather than the haughty Jedi he was playing. The childlike impression was emphasized by Luke's slight wobbling on his feet. The thin chains on the boy's ankles made tinkling sounds when he moved.

"Lay down on your back."

"What? Why?"

"Will you spend your time questioning me or do you wish your release?"

As the boy sank down onto the floor, his head swayed towards Vader's groin. The Dark Lord made a strangled sound as the boy's hot breath heated the thin leather that covered his cock. Luke didn't hide his smile, believing he had won a victory. Vader caught Luke's chin in one hand, intending to re-establish who was the master here.

"Do not be so pleased with yourself, Skywalker, or I might just decide to leave you hard and dripping and aching."

Luke's blue eyes went wide and there was a hint of panic in his voice as he said, "But we had a deal!"