anakin skywalker knows your body inside and out. He’s attuned to you in every way that’s possible… possible to a Jedi demigod. Conceived in equal parts Force and human blood. He knows you through and through. When your bodies come together, those special hours few and far between that you share with only him, you lose yourself to him. Your obsessive and faithful lover. His supernatural senses understand every little need you have, leaving no wanting place along your body unscathed by his passion. He marks you as his in places you can't possibly cover. The bruises are a mystery to everyone but you. and yet... that's enough for him. Because he knows every time you see the red and purple markings along your otherwise flawless skin, you'll think of him, the one who holds your heart in the shadows, the only one who calls you his.
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fashion show - r.c x reader
a/n: my first writing!!! hope u sluts (lovingly) love it <333
warnings: SMUT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, daddy kink, fem reader, light spanking, cockwarming
"daddyyy, you aren't even looking !!" you whined at rafe.
you'd spent hours shopping for cute little night slips and lingerie sets with your friends . but now you're home, and rafe is too busy writing emails on his mac to watch your little fashion show .
"i am watching, okay ? jus' give me a minute to wrap this up . " he drawled, barely glancing up to see your pretty, pouting face .
you sniffled, stomped your foot, huffed out a loud breath, but nothing got him to look up again . even after a minute .
so of course you had to take things into your own hands !!! you slipped back into your shared bedroom and slipped on the cute, baby pink set you'd gotten earlier . it was adorned with small pearls and a bow in the valley of your breasts .
even as you walked out to the living room in what was supposed to be rafe's surprise for tonight, he didn't pay you any mind . instead, he furrowed his brows while clacking away at his keyboard .
"daddy" you whispered, moving his macbook and replacing it with your body on his lap .
"hey, what're you fucking doing, i'm working ." he growled out .
all you did was whine and pout while moving his hands to fit perfectly on your waist .
"what's this new outfit, huh ?" he teased .
"i ws tryna show you all m' outfits b'fore, daddy" you whispered with big eyes .
rafe knew he'd been busy, but it didn't fgive you an excuse to be bratty and distract him .
"yeah ? goin' out, spendin' my money, and then comin' home to me tryna distract me from my work, is that it ? huh ? you think those little shopping sprees come just from me fuckin' you ? stupid little bitch ." he scolded you .
all you could do in response was drag out a whine whole hiding your face in the crook of his neck .
but rafe didn't like that you were hiding from your mistake . he gave you a quick spank with his big hand, jostling you out of your hiding place . rafe made quick work of perching on his hip like a baby with his laptop in the other hand as he walked into his big office .
he set his computer down on his mahogany desk and sat you right next to it .
"daddyyy, i dont wanna be in here ! 's so boring ." you grumbled while swinging your legs, careful not to kick rafe and make him even more upset .
but then rafe started unbuckling the expensive belt of his slacks . he slipped his pants and briefs down just enough to free his cock . you're eyes went wide at the sight, expecting him to finally put you out of his misery and bend you over the desk to fuck you . you bit our lip to hide your triumphant smile, but it quickly faded when he pulled you on his lap .
"rafe, what's goin on ." you asked curiously.
rafe had never made you be on top, except when you were being punished . and of course you couldn't be getting punished, you didn't do anything wrong !!
"you're gonna fuckin' show me some respect, that's what's goin' on . 'm sick of all these filthy people never respectin' me, and you aren't gonna be one of them, you understand ?" . rafe always went on tangents about stepping up and no one respecting him, but they've never once been directed to you . "fuckin' sit on my cock . i have work to finish ." he demands .
you listen to him, eager to finally get some action (even if you have to work for it) . you shift your little lingerie panties to the side and carefully slide down his length, hugging his head in your arms for support. his hand wraps around your back, and once you bottom out on his cock, he forces you to stay down .
"daddy, lemme move ." you moaned out .
he let go of your body, instead rolling his chair closer to the desk and pulling in his macbook . he started furiously typing emails again to god knows who .
"sit still, and maybe i'll give you a good fuckin' after ."
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