Krazykit - Kit

Vader shudders at your touches.

He isn't used to touch anymore, and when you move his cape to the side to touch his back or hug him from behind, he tenses up and shudders.

Run your hands down his waist I dare you. The way his breathing grows shakier and heavier is noticeable, and he clenches his fists. He seems pissed, but he's actually trying not to fall apart under your hands.

He thought he killed Anakin, but here he is again, turning back to the young Padawan who blushed at any praise or kind touches.

Holding your hand is cute to him, but he can't feel it- and you know he can't. You're always sure to touch his biceps and shoulders, thighs and torso. You know what's prosthetic and what's not, and you remember the spots that make him shiver. He hates how your touches make him feel vulnerable, and he'll often shrug you off and claim he'd rather just feel your presence rather than feel you physically.

But later he realizes he's weak for you and he wanted your touch, regretting that he rejected it. Mortified completely, as well. He's supposed to be a ruthless Sith Lord, not a flushed Padawan.

Grumbles about you being annoying and clingy even though he hovers over you like your shadow and bothers the shit out of you with stuff that isn't even your job or isn't important he just wants to see you.

So it's your turn to tease him that he likes being touched and he will be so pissed about it for a while but he can't deny it because it's TRUE

if anyone else tried touching him he'd be like EW WTF and oops they're dead 🤩🤩🤩

dumbing down vader into a wittle baybee is my passion

farmer boys are the best boys because they’re usually big and beefy and strong and their hearts are fat just like their cocks are

steve harrington deserves fat hickeys and a partner who is completely and utterly obsessed with him and his absolute hog

like,, your honor i just want to love on him and make him feel special and buy him little things that remind me of him when i’m at the store. i also want to lick him. BUT i want him to also know that he is loved and appreciated because he is HIM not just because he’s sexy and hot and good in bed.

i just wanna snuggle him and smooch him and have him use my tits as a pillow and i really don’t think that’s too much to ask!

anakin’s dick: there’s a slight trail of dark brown hair leading straight down to it, along w his very pronounced V-line. when soft, his tip is mid-toned pink, like slightly lighter than his lip colour, and he’s widee like if your hand’s wrapped around your fingertips would only justt meet. it settles near the top of his thigh and curves a tiny bit to the right. then when hard he obvs becomes much longer like a gd 9.5”, and there may be a distinct vein on the underside. his tip ranges from bright red to purple depending on the day, and his balls are a bit darker than the shaft. it points upwards sometimes. idk abt circumcised or not lol i think there are arguments for either :) 🫠

FUCK YEAH ANON I LOVE YOU. Jesus Christ thank you for taking time out of your day to write this wonderful thing. I truly believe there is nothing else for me to add I fucking love this.

honestly who doesn't love boobs. not to be gay or anything but i'm not better than a man if I see a pretty girl (or a girl in general) and there's a little bit of boob showing. not to be gay or anything though

no eddie really is a boob guy. like he loves ur tits so much. he says they’re his best friends and he talks to them all the time and you’ve learned to just ignore him as he has “girl talk with his girls” (as he refers).

the first time he saw your tits, you were straddling him on your couch and he went blank for a moment as his fingers dug into your hips before smoothing up your sides to grasp at your chest, squeezing the warm flesh and brushing his thumbs over your nipples. “oh…oh yeah…we’re gonna be really good friends.” at the time, you didn’t know he was actually talking to your tits and not you.

when he’s had a long day he drapes himself over you and mumbles into your shirt covered chest, “can i talk to the girls? i miss them.” and when u nod and he wiggles his way under your shirt, you nearly roll your eyes at his dramatic sigh. “hi babies, did you miss me? i missed you. you look great today, i’m loving this color on you.”

you smile to yourself as you listen to him go back and forth with himself. “what’s that? god, i know, you must hate being in this restricting cage, one moment i’ll talk to her.”

his head pops up from under your shirt and your eyebrows raise in indication that you’re listening. “they want out the bra babe. said they’re feeling claustrophobic in there.” “did they?” “mhm.” “mm, well tell them i apologize, they can come out.”

he winks and then he’s gone again. “good news girls, you’re free!”