starwarskinkmeme | Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

Rules For Everyone:

YKINMKATO (Your kink is not my kink, and that's okay.) No kinkshaming or wank/flames/y'know generally being a dick.
All Star Wars films and related media are welcome. You can go as obscure as you want.
RPF is allowed
~~All comments must be anon.~~ Lbr, if it doesn't bother you guys it doesn't bother me.

Rules For Posting Prompts:

Use the subject for your prompt with the pair, general idea, any kinks, or specific requirements.
You can post as many prompts as you like, as long as the prompts are different. They can be somewhat similar.
You may second a post, but you may not piggyback and request different specifications from the original prompt. However, you may create a similar prompt inspired with your own specifications.
Cross posting prompts is fine by me. If you've posted prompts at tfa-kink, and they've gotten lost in the mix, you can post them here!
You are not allowed to create prompts for the purpose of mocking a previous prompt. I see you. Just don't.

Rules Posting Fills:

Warnings are courteous, but not necessary. Use DW Blocker if there is anything you don't want to see.
Art and other media fills are welcome.
Multiple fills are cool. Therefore, a prompt is considered filled, but still "open."
You may post a link to your tumblr/ao3 account/ or any other website as long as it is accessible.
You may link to a previously written fic in a comment, but it does not count as a fill.
If you could post [FILL] in the subject of your fill, that would be awesome. ~~Sorry I forgot about this.~~

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Padme’s hair is pinned up loosely just above her neck, but she can feel tendrils escaping their hold and clinging uncomfortably to her skin. She’s flushed, heat building in her chest and between her legs, the muscles in her lower back beginning to burn, but that just makes her move with even more determination.

She may not have a Jedi’s strength, but that doesn’t mean she’ll be outdone.

Her hand presses down on Anakin’s back. His skin is damp with sweat, glistening golden tones beneath her palm. Padme watches the arch of his body, the shift of his shoulders as he rocks between her and Obi-Wan, his every moan muffled.

He’s so beautiful like this. Caught between them, lost in his own pleasure, the war forgotten in these long and blissful moments. Padme’s hips snap forward, the shaft of her strap-on breaching him further, and he jerks back from Obi-Wan just long enough to groan noisy and sweet for her.

Padme throbs between her legs, swollen and aching for him. She wants to push Anakin down, fuck herself on him, ride him until he’s gasping and clinging to her waist. She wants to be opened by him, filled, taken, and just the thought of it has her cunt clenching for the memory of how good he feels inside of her.

That isn’t what this night is about, though. Tonight is about Anakin, about loving him, overwhelming him with their lust and affection, until all thought is forgotten beyond their touch.

He needs them.

Obi-Wan smirks at her, always a little playful, a little challenging. She returns the expression, angles her hips on the next thrust to make Anakin wail, her fingernails digging into his ass. Obi-Wan’s hand pulls at Anakin’s hair, tilting his head so Obi-Wan can push the length of his cock back between Anakin’s waiting lips. He keeps his gaze fixed firmly on Padme’s face as he does, and she feels her inner thighs grow wet with pleasure.

Her body begins to move faster, hips rocking fiercely, legs aching a little with it in a way that only makes her feel more alive. Anakin groans between them, powerless with desire, his sounds bitten off each time Obi-Wan fucks deeper into his mouth. She can tell when Anakin’s throat opens to Obi-Wan’s cock by the way Obi-Wan’s eyelids flutter, lips falling open so she can see a flash of pink tongue.

She’ll use that mouth when they’re done. These sessions are intended to leave Anakin boneless, overwhelmed and drunk on his own orgasm, but he’ll curl up against her and make the loveliest noises while Padme twists her fingers in Obi-Wan’s hair, grinding his face down against her cunt. And in the morning, when the rising sun’s rays begin to warm the room, Anakin will work her open slowly with his fingers and lips whilst Obi-Wan watches with hungry eyes.

But that’s for later, and right now her focus is on Anakin. She forces herself to slow down, even though her instinct is to fuck him as hard as she can. He whines, a shaky and needy noise, as Obi-Wan mimics her - she may not be able to communicate with him using the Force the way that Anakin can, but she and Obi-Wan have developed their own unspoken language through the years.

They both ease to a stop together, and she can see the tension rippling through Obi-Wan’s shoulders, fighting to keep himself still. Anakin is whimpering steadily, growing louder and louder, but they hold him like that, Padme’s hands at his hips and Obi-Wan palming the back of his neck. He shudders between them, and if Padme could see his face she knows that she would see tears leaking from the corners of his eyes, knows that she would see an expression of raw lust.

It almost seems cruel, the patient wait until he’s openly trembling. But wait they must, until whatever stress and pain and hurt Anakin holds inside of him cracks open, and his first sob makes her heart skip a beat for how helpless it is. And that’s when they begin to move again, her and Obi-Wan, fucking him as roughly as he needs until all the noise of Anakin’s mind falls away, their hands stroking him everywhere they can reach as he cries for them.

He doesn’t make a sound when he comes, Obi-Wan’s cock buried in his throat, Padme’s strap-on pushing down against his prostate. He’s beyond it, beyond the pretty screams and whimpers, and they handle him like glass when they finally lay him down on the bed - it is the only time Anakin will allow them to treat him so gently.

Padme kisses his forehead, soothes the hair from his brow, and Obi-Wan’s arm slides under Anakin’s shoulders, hauling him close. Their bodies surround him, and slowly Anakin’s breathing eases out, a contented noise pressed into Padme’s neck when his lips brush her skin.

Obi-Wan smiles softly, his lower lip shiny where he’s dragged his tongue across it, and Padme feels a surge of want between her thighs. Obi-Wan has reached his climax, coming deep within Anakin’s mouth, his cock slowly softening. But she has not, and she reminds herself that, yes, she will have that mouth tonight.

But for now she concentrates on Anakin, her priority in most things, as his arms wrap around her waist, a peaceful smile on his face.

Whoooooffffffff this is so SCORCHING HOT and so full of beautiful emotion/caretaking at the same time. <333

Love this so much. My OT3 <3

Perfect

Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

Fill: Crack Open (Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme)

Re: Fill: Crack Open (Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme)

Re: Fill: Crack Open (Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme)

Re: Fill: Crack Open (Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme)