starwarskinkmeme | Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

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As a child, Anakin hung out with the working girls in the slave quarters, who doted all over him because he was sweet and adorable. From them he learned how to belly dance (because hey it's a desert planet, makes sense in my mind), a skill he never lost but rarely gets to practice once he begins his Jedi training. Years later a grown up Anakin dances in front of his Master, whose eyes just about pop out of their sockets.

I don't care how you make it happen, diplomatic mission that requires dancing, blowing off steam in a lower level Coruscant club, going undercover as a dancing slave to bust a human trafficking ring, whatever. I just need Anakin shaking what his mama gave him and Obi-wan loosing his mind over how hot and wrong it is to lust after his padawan.

For your inspiration, some male belly dancers in a few different dance styles:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCfxHe5Tfx0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qQ0ydTH2Dc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2PHVvLgQVI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8DpL-bM9Q0

And some of my favorite belly dance music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8DpL-bM9Q0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXFpCqduUAY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6O7yzW2gZA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6W36u4ZkpTU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuQdR8AGhcc

Omfg. New headcanon right there.

You are getting this from me. I don't care how long it takes, but this must be done. I will probably give you an art fill or a fic. but DAYMN!! SOMEBODY DO THIS

doh! Forgot to post 'fill'

They were undercover at a club, waiting for their contact. Anakin had taken it upon himself to ‘blend in’, jumping up in a dancing cage with some Twi’lek girls. Obiwan grumbled from his seat at the bar, taking another shot. If Anakin was going to ‘blend in’ he was too. The drink was bright green and yellow, the lights in the club were neon against the blackness. The room curled with smoke. The music was loud, it thudded against his eardrums, he couldn’t yell at Anakin if he wanted to.
The cage was on a platform not quite in the center of the room, beyond the bar. There were several other cages and platforms like it filled with gogo girls and boys. Obiwan couldn’t tell the difference between hired dancers and overeager clubgoers like Anakin, aside from the fact that a few were quite drunk and uncoordinated in their moves. But those could be the gogodancers as well. He sighed. This was a trashy club. If one more person decided to proposition him for anonymous sex or a drug deal….
Anakin had a veil over his face and hair, there was no hiding his padawan haircut otherwise. He’d chose to go shirtless and was quickly getting flourcent blue paint smeared down his muscular chest. Pants and boots were what he always wore, lightsaber carefully tucked under his belt, hidden.
The lights on the cadge shimmered against the paint, his dark clothing contrasting the light. He moved like a goddess, swirling his hips, dragging his fingers over the cage, over the Twi’lek girls, who giggled and swiveled their bodies in an inferior reply.
He twisted his chest in ways Obiwan could only dream of. His shoulders contorted smoothly, erotically, movement slipping down to his hands, lust spilling from his fingertips. Who taught him to dance like that? Obiwan’d never seen it before. Songs carried on.
The movement was a languid bounce, like sex, but better, slower, a buildup, a tease. Anakin was a tease. Always a tease, and he knew it. He turned his back and touched his toes, rolling his ass in a most distracting manor. Creeping up, he rolled his shoulders similarly. Smooth lush muscle.
Turning back around keeping his upper body still, he glanced at Obiwan, no doubt he could feel him through the Force. No matter how much Obiwan sheilded their training bond, Anakin’s powers were too great… or in this instance maybe his own lust was too strong. He was having a hard time concentrating.
They were on a mission, they were supposed to be on the lookout for someone who was to get them access to a drug lord. Obiwan glanced down at his drink. How many of these had he had? The club was blurry, music pounding, his heartbeat was in his ears, and Anakin in that cadge…. Ohhh, Anakin in that cadge…..
It was more art than sex though, Anakin was captured by the music. It caught him and wouldn’t let go, he was like a doll, marionetted in just the right way. He truly put the Twi’lek girls to shame. He moved with every beat, whole body shifting.
Up, down, side to side, circles…. It was mesmerizing. He never knew Anakin could move like that. The boy was constantly tripping over things, wrecking things, charging into battle straight on; usual bull in the china shop finesse…. But this! Good lord!
Obiwan was wrong, this was sex and art at the same time. The way the boy moved… He shook his hips, his whole body shook. This club was definitely getting too warm. The sweat ran down Anakin’s body, smearing the blue paint. Obiwan loosened his tunic, vaguely acknowledging the bartender to decline another drink. He’d had enough. He was drunk. Drunk on….. whatever this was. Obiwan had never seen anything so…. Otherworldly. The way his Padawan moved. His young slim body, envy of the whole club. He put himself on display.
Obiwan didn’t know how much time had passed, but they were due to meet their contact. Not breaking his eyes off Anakin, he stumbled from the bar toward the cage. It was difficult to push through the swirling bodies of people, each with their own form of dance, of pseudo intercourse. He was pushed forward into the cage’s pillar, grabbing the grate at the bottom. Anakin stopped and smiled down at him.
“Nice of you to join me, Master!” He shouted, “I was beginning to worry about you. You’ve only had two drinks, but you look dazed and out of it,”
Only two drinks? How could he be this drunk.
Anakin smiled again, stepping out of the cage much to the girls protests, straightening his scarf. “I assume it’s time for our mission now?”
“Much,” Obiwan nodded. Anakin took him by the arm, leading him to a private booth, figure sitting at it.
“The girls on Tattooine taught me that,”
Obiwan blushed. “You must have been much younger then.”
“I was. They all used to tease me about how good I was at it,”
Obiwan nodded, “If you wouldn’t mind, I wouldn’t mind you showing me that in our quarters sometime,”
Anakin grinned devilishly, “Whatever you say, Master,”
They sat at the table.

Yes!!! Well done, I saw the videos first and I totally portrayed Anakin moving like that, specially as the mask faced man of the very first youtube video. I love it, the only problem now is that I need more :°

Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

Anakin/Obi-wan, belly dancing Anakin blows Obi-wan's mind

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Re: Anakin/Obi-wan, belly dancing Anakin blows Obi-wan's mind

[FILL]Re: Anakin/Obi-wan, belly dancing Anakin blows Obi-wan's mind

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