Across the Stars (Star Wars X Reader)

Hey, It's Me (Kit Fisto X Padawan! Reader)(NSFW)

I am a slut for the hot fish man

Warnings: Angst, mentions of order 66, comfort, confessions, smut, Kit Fisto deserves a warning all on his own, fluff, absolute softness, padawan! is a senior padawan, meaning she is of age

"In the name of the Galactic Senate of the Republic, you are under arrest,"

No, not this again!

"Are you threatening me, master Jedi?"

"The Senate will decide your fate,"

No, no, stop! you tried to scream, but your voice was constricted, a painful choking sensation around your throat, your body immobilized as you could only watch on in horror at the scene in front of you.

Master Kolar was first. He couldn't even put up a fight, and he was one of the best duelists in the entire Jedi Order. The hooded figure-- the Sith Lord-- was far too powerful. The Sith impaled Kolar with his crimson saber, moving on without as much as a second thought.

Next was Master Tiin, another who was so skilled with the saber, struck down by the Sith.

Your heart clenched in your chest-- you knew what came next. You knew you couldn't fight it, but you couldn't help but try to kick and scream and beg for this terrible thing to just stop.

He put up a fight alongside Master Windu, managing to deflect some of the Sith's blows-- but not all of them.

Kit Fisto, your master, looked directly at you as the Sith Lord cut him in half.

You awoke with a start, letting out a strangled sob. You've been plagued by nightmares the entire week, but this is the third time you've had that nightmare. The other terrors you could brush off easily-- this one, you couldn't.

Though it is against the Jedi way, you are deeply infatuated with your master. His kind words of encouragement, smooth voice, and playful smile wooed you expertly. He doesn't know any of this, of course, these emotions are not the Jedi way. So, you've repressed them, and learned to veil your improper thoughts when they arise.

So seeing the man you love more than the whole universe get murdered before your eyes while standing completely helpless does not do any wonders for your mental health.

You couldn't help the sobs escaping your lips as tears fell into your trembling hands as they covered your face. You were so consumed in your post-nightmare panic you didn't hear the knock at your door. Or the second knock. Or the muffled concerned call of your name.

Your sobs were interrupted when your door slid open. You jerked your tear-streaked face out of your hands as you saw your master stand in the doorway, concern etched in his features.

"M-master? Wh-" you tried to stutter out a question, but your voice caught in your throat as he approached your bed, pulling your quaking form into his arms.

"I could feel your distress through the force, my flower," Kit whispered as he stroked your hair comfortingly, and you felt yourself blush at his nickname for you, "was it a nightmare?"

"Y-yeah," you manage to confirm, "I've had it before, but it just-- it just scares me so much,"

you felt another round of tears brim in your eyes at the thought of the wretched dream, and you shakily wiped them away with your arm.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Kit implored, the gentleness in his voice made your heart flutter, and you nodded, agreeing to tell him the dream.

"It was in the senate building," you began, "there... there was a hooded figure standing in the hallway, I couldn't see his face. You, Master Windu, Master Kolar, and Master Tiin approached him, and tried to arrest him."