On Fasting Now, The First Day Was Not Easy, Had To Do Something To Shift The Attention For Food. Felt

on fasting now, the first day was not easy, had to do something to shift the attention for food. felt so hungry in the morning but did feel good to have the feeling of hunger.

recently unmotivated to go to the gym, i hate it! the moment on the stairmaster, i want out. but after finishing the workout, i just know i will come back tomorrow 😭

when celebrities hold their dogs like a personal bag and take it everywhere, that’s a fucking turn off, i.e., Charles leclerc and his gf

saw the tea years ago that the actor slept with girls in their twenties. no wonder later on he married one around that age yikes

Hello dear, I loved "My Beautiful Little Wife" so much. May I ask you for more scenarios about Yandere! Emperor! Anakin Skywalker x f! Reader?

What Do You Want

AO3

Pairings: Yandere! Emperor! Anakin Skywalker X f!Reader

Summary: He helps you understand what you really want.

Warnings: Smut, non-con/dub-con, exhibitionism, kidnapped reader, oral sex (male/female), vaginal sex

As you sewed your dress with the calming sound of the downpour, your owner was angry with you as usual. "You don't work hard enough, you don't sew enough good dresses, it's not enough, none of it is enough."

You nodded your head as you inhaled the delicious scent of rain into your lungs. It was a part of your new life. Being scolded. So you didn't care anymore. All you wanted was to get out of here one day and give them the punishment they deserved. Both your owner and those who gave you to her.

"A new client is coming today. He asked if we sew men's clothes. I said I have an employee who sews."

You looked up in surprise at your owner. "You didn't mean me, did you?"

"Who else is sewing clothes but you? Of course I meant you." She yelled as she took the money in her hands. "How hard can it be to sew men's clothes? Was I going to turn down an offer like that? They offered a lot of money."

She looked lovingly at the money in her hands but when she looked at you, she grimaced. "You'll cost me a lot if you fail this. The consequences will be severe, you know."

You looked at the dress in your hands in disappointment. "I can't do that. I don't know how to sew."

She quickly put the money back. Hurried towards you and slammed her hand on the table in front of you, making you jump. "Yes you can. And yes you do. Do you know how much he offered me?" Her eyes were wide open, spit spitting out from her mouth as she whispered. “You'll be so nice to him when he comes. Because he is the upper class. He's so rich.”

"Who?" Your eyes filled with tears.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him and I don't care. I spoke to one of his guards. He said he wanted to come to our shop. Can you imagine?" She brought her face closer to yours, causing you to lean back. "To my shop. A high-class man wants to come to my poor dress shop."

Her disgusting breath made you sick as she laughed into your face. "This is a golden opportunity."

She walked away from you when you were almost about to fall back. Breathing a sigh of relief, you straightened your seat and wiped the tears running down your cheeks. You wouldn't lose your dignity.

"His guard?"

"Yes. What if he is a nobleman." Her piglike laughter disgusted you. "Maybe he's a prince."

...

For hours, you tried to sew a noble men's outfit with scraps of fabric. You wanted to practice as much as possible until he arrived, but the result was disappointing. All you did was ruin the pieces of cloth. And your owner would be so angry with you for that.

You quickly put them in a closet and went in front of the mirror to check yourself. Your owner told you to look less ugly. Your dress was long and ragged. It hung from one side of your shoulder, showing your breasts more bare. Your hair was messy. You had a scratch on your cheek. Your master punished you, saying you didn't make her enough money.

You sighed. There was no way to fix your appearance.

"He's here! Bring your lazy ass here and greet him quickly!" She grabbed your arm and dragged you outside. You were already out of the shop while whining and trying to free your arm from her. She quickly pushed you away, causing you to fall onto your hands. "Come on, useless rag!"

Your whole body was trembling as rain rushed upon you, eyes filled with tears and anger. You lifted your head and looked at the incredibly finely clad man walking towards you and his guards behind him. His long robe was waving gorgeously. Everyone around stood aside and stared at him in surprise. It was unusual for rich people to come to such a poor planet.

When he reached you, you struggled to get up, but he immediately grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up. His fiery eyes roamed your soaked body.

Your dress stuck to your whole body because you got wet, and your whole body was visible. Even the color of your hard nipple. Sighing in anger, he pulled you into his robe and wrapped his arm around your waist as he hid your body.

"What is the reason for treating this poor lady so cruelly?" You both stared at him in surprise as his guards surrounded your owner. He held you tighter. "Why did you push her?" Gritting his teeth, he pulled out his lightsaber as he asked.

You were frightened and jumped when the red glow suddenly appeared. You hugged him tighter without noticing as you turned your head to the inside of his robe and leaned your head against him. He looked at you for a moment and stroked your back.

"I'm going to have a meeting with this beautiful lady." He turn off his lightsaber and ordered his guards to make your owner wait under the rain. Then he gently guided you inside. He placed you on his lap as he sat on one of the old seat. Wrapped his robe around you and covered your exposed parts.

"Are you okay?" He wrapped his arms around your body. You were lost in his huge robes.

You didn't answer, just nodded. He grabbed your chin with one hand and made you look at him. "Don't worry, that creature will never harm you again."

You whispered as a tear rolled down your cheek. "I am her slave."

Anakin brought his hand to your cheek and wiped away the tear. He was looking at you with both compassion and anger. But he wasn't mad at you, he was mad at you being a slave. Being her slave. Belonging to someone else.

"No, you're not. I will save you from her. Don't worry, sweet lady." He caressed your cheek, never taking his eyes off you. His brows furrowed as his hand touched the scratch on your cheek. "What happened to your cheek?"

He asked, hoping it was an accident. An accident caused by your clumsiness. But your answer only fueled his anger even more.

"She did it. Because I didn't make her enough money." You whispered.

Anakin gently stroked your scratch, trying not to frighten you. Resisted the urge to kill your owner right there. "Does she do other things to you?"

"Yes, she does." Your voice trembled. "I can't sew men's clothes. But if I don't, she'll punish me." You sighed.

He couldn't help growling in anger. Pulled you into his chest and he wrapped his arm tighter around you. "How did she find you?"

“I…” You tried to make up a lie. "My parents died and she bought me as a slave when I was a kid."

He kissed your head as he gently caressed your cheek. "Are you sure?"

"Yes..."

"Then you know what's going on here. After all, you've been living on this planet since childhood. I'd like to ask you some questions–" He lowered his robe a little and put his hand between your bare shoulder and neck. "–about a lost princess. I've heard she was on this planet."

Your heart started to beat faster as your body tensed in surprise. Lost princess?

"I've heard she was being held on this planet. Do you know anything about her?" He whispered in your ear. "I came to help her."

You tried to think as cautiously as possible while your heart was filled with hope. He could be a traitor who wanted to capture and kill the princess. An enemy who wants to kill you. You didn't know him.

"No, I've never been out of here in my life. I haven't heard anything." You moved to get off his lap. "Sorry, I can't help."

"Where are you going?" He pressed you against himself. "But you're as beautiful as a princess. And graceful. Maybe…" he rubbed his fingers on your nipple, causing your eyes to widen. "That princess is you, huh?"

You pushed him away and managed to get off his lap as he gently slid his palm onto your breasts. But you shivered when the warmth of his robe left your body. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, no. You do know. Don't try to hide it from me. I came here for you. To get you." He stood up and stared at the image of the wet dress on your body. “Your family was so desperate that they begged me to find you. I was going to find their precious daughter. And they would give me whatever I wanted."

He stared at you from head to toe as he slowly turned around you. Pressed his lips to your neck from behind and whispered as he placed a palm on your ass. "But I guess now they have to give me their beautiful daughter."

"No–" You tried to get away from him, but he kept you down. Rubbed his lips against your ear and blew his hot breath. "You want revenge, don't you? There's a lot of anger inside you. I feel it. Don't worry, I'll help you."

He pulled down the only straight sleeve of your dress and revealed your breasts. "But let's dry you out first."

He knelt down and he ripped your wet dress from your skin. When he exposed your ass, he licked and kissed them with hunger. Slid the dress off your legs to the floor, then stood up, stroking your entire body, and took off his robe. He kneaded your breasts as he wrapped his robe around your trembling and embarrassed body.

"You are so beautiful. They will get the severest punishment for damaging this beautiful body of yours." He took you in his arms. His intense feelings were taking over him. "I know how much you want revenge, and so do I. I will take revenge for you. I will even put an end to slavery. But on one condition." He brought his face closer to yours. "You will be mine."

You tried to keep your voice from shaking. "What if I won't?"

“Then.” He smiled slightly. "Still I will take you and still kill those who caused you this. But I will not abolish slavery."

You asked with tears running down your cheeks.  "Are you a prince?"

"A prince? Ohh, little princess..."

He walked out of the shop with a serious expression on his face. He gave orders as he walked to his ship. "Find those who sold this beautiful lady to such a hideous creature. And catch them all."

"What the hell are you talking about? That girl is my slave, I own her!" He paused as your owner screamed under his guards' grip.

"Who am I?" His voice was so authoritative, his eyes were so scary when he looked at you. "Who am I, little princess?"

He turned towards your owner and shouted in his frightening voice. It made you hide your head on his chest. "I am Anakin Skywalker! I am the cruel Emperor of this galaxy! And this beautiful woman belongs to me!"

He turned forward and walked with long steps towards his ship. Left you all shocked with the terrible truth.

...

He was on his throne. He had his legs spread wide and he sat confidently in his intimidating stature. His brows were furrowed, his face shadowed with lust.

In his lap was you, adorned with silk dresses and precious jewels. His most precious treasure.

Your back was against his hard chest. His hands were roaming all over your body. On your legs, exposed by the slits of the silk dress. On your breasts with a deep low-cut. On your completely exposed back... Everywhere. The dress he made you wear was long, but it was so revealing. And it was transparent. His eyes roamed the sweet color of your nipples, pressing them gently with his fingers. He whispered how divine you were in your ear.

Did you do a good thing by agreeing to be with him? By agreeing to be his sweet treasure? Just as he had promised, he had abolished slavery. After killed your kidnappers and your owner painfully who treated you like dirt.

And here you were, in Anakin's arms. In the Emperor's lap. He was taking care of you with the best treats and made it his mission to baby you.

"You are so beautiful." He growled as he pulled your clothes. He looked scary with his frown brows and clenched jaw. His voice trembled from his lust for you.

A whimper escaped your mouth as he easily slid the dress off your breasts. None of the servants looked at you, which was strictly forbidden. They froze with their heads down for fear of their emperor killing them. Anakin could think that they were disrespecting his woman for their slightest actions and could kill them. Or he could kill just because he was jealous.

He rested your head on his shoulder. Kneaded your breasts and sucked hard on your neck. "Delicious." He whispered in your ear. You let out a loud moan when he squeezed your nipples. "So sensitive, so delicate."

He put his hand between your legs and gently caressed. "Is there anything you want, my beautiful lady? Tell me now." He pressed his hand as his movements quickened. You moaned, your head hanging back from his shoulder. It was wrong. It was wrong him taking you against your will from your family. It was wrong him forcing you stay with him to abolish slavery. But he said it himself, you would be his whether you wanted it or not. You wanted to at least benefit others.

"I am a princess." You spoke out of breath. "I had a kingdom. My family..."

"You are my Empress. I am your family." He growled and shoved his fingers into you. "You're not allowed to talk about them. They couldn't even protect you."

He took his throbbing cock out and pressed it into your ass. Wet sounds filled the throne room as his fingers slid in your little hole. You spread your legs wider and moaned slowly.

"Now tell me, my little angel. What do you want?" He pulled his hand out of you and in one quick move he seated you on his throne. He was now on his knees. Eyes were looking at yours with great lust. Sweating, moaning your name with his serious face and tense jaw. He took your legs in his arms, stroking each of them and showered them with kisses. Slowly came to your inner legs. And from there to the soft part of yours, which was ready to embrace his hard cock.

He buried his mouth into you in a hurry, dying to savor you. Pressed his fingers into you, trapping your clit in his mouth. When his extremely intense movements with his tongue were about to make you cum in a short time, he immediately pulled his fingers and mouth away from you. Looked at you with his juicy face and pure desire.

"Look how delicious you are." He brought his fingers to your mouth and forced you to lick all the juice that was running from his fingers.

His cock, which was up to his stomach, twitched in need of attention. He was almost going to cum on the incredible scenery before him. Your legs were in his arms and you were leaning on his throne while your delicious pussy was displayed in front of him. Your breasts hung dazzlingly on either side, and nipples were so stimulatingly hard. Your eyes were closed as you licked his fingers, cheeks were red, hair was messy, sweat was running down your body...

The servants stood still and fearful in the face of what was happening. The Emperor was possessive, wild.

And horny.

Those were certainly reason enough for everyone to flee to another planet and hide. Witnessing him about to fuck his woman hard in the throne room was... suicide.

He picked you up and stood up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He asked again as he placed wet kisses on your neck. "What do you want, my little angel?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck and threw your head back. "I want to go."

"Hmm, you want to go, huh?" He sat on his throne and pinned you to his cock. Pressed his fingers hard up your ass and quickly slid into you.

Moans came from both of you that filled the throne room and made the servants crimson.

"You want to go? Where?" He whispered as he made you jump. The veins and muscles on his neck were thick, the veins on his forehead were swollen. He growled in anger as he ripped your tiny pussy. "Where will you go?"

All you could do was hug his neck as he furiously fucked you with his fingerprints on your ass. Your breasts swayed against his chest, driving Anakin crazy. "I. said. where." He hit your cervix hard, made you scream.

"I don't know!" You answered crying.

"That's right. You have nowhere to go. You're my woman. Mine." He pulled himself out of you and made you kneel before him. "Take it. I want my woman's mouth."

You put your hands on his legs and looked at his cock standing upright. His veins looked like they were going to burst, the tip was crimson, the thickness and length were intimidating. Twitching and glowing with your juice.

He ran his hand through your hair and gently pressed your lips to it. "Come on, m'lady."

You slowly opened your mouth and let him press you against him. He whispered as the tip went into your mouth. "Look at me."

You turned your tear-filled eyes to him. His gaze looked so terrifying… He seemed ready to slaughter a whole planet. Same energy as being horny for his woman.

Your seductive look adorned by your soft breasts and the way his huge cock enters your little mouth...

He pressed your head harder and stuck half of it inside. It was impossible to get him all. When he twitched, the tip hit your throat and panicked you.

"Shh... Breathe through your nose, you're doing so well." He threw his head back and growled. "This is where you belong."

He moaned as he slowly moved your head. "All you have to do is be my sweet woman and satisfy my hungry dick for you."

He turned his head to you. You didn't know if he was angry or just too horny. "Look at you. You're on your knees taking your husband's dick. Just like it should be."

He growled and took his cock out inside your mouth. You were panting, drooling between your mouth and his cock. "I love you so much, damn it. I love you so much."

He lifted your trembling body and placed it back on his lap. Attacked your neck as he started bouncing you fast. "I love you." Rubbed your clit with his thumb and slapped your hard in the ass. "I love you."

“Ani…” You whimpered shakily as tears rolled down your cheeks.

"Tell me, m'lady? What do you want?" You threw your head back. So aroused. "I..."

"What? Tell me." He pressed his nose to your neck and sniffed deeply. Took his thumb off your clit and grabbed your ass. "What do you want?" He slowed his movements. So slow. Painfully slow. "What do you want?"

“Please…” You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck and buried your head in his neck. "Please."

"Please, what?" He brought one hand to your head and stroked your hair. "What do you want, my sweet lady?"

"I want you!" You screamed and burst into sobs.

"Ohh, baby..." Anakin hit you so hard that your sobs were choked up inside you. "That's what you really want. You want me."

He held you steady as he wildly fuck you. One hand held your head and the other your ass. He hit your sweet spot multiple times. You wanted to cum, you wanted more. You wanted to go, you wanted to escape. You cried when he pressed you hard against himself and rubbed your clit mercilessly. You cried when he made you cum, shaking and moaning around him. You cried when he throbbed and came inside you.

"That's it, m'lady. I'm so proud of you." He patted your head as you sobbed. "This is your only job. Sitting on my lap and bouncing on my dick. Know your place." He pulled out his cock slowly. His thick cum leaked out of your little hole.

He lifted your head and grabbed your cheeks. Forced you to make eye contact. "I love you." He pressed his lips to yours and kissed you softly as his tongue explored your mouth.

WORDS CANNOT EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I WANNA TAKE THIS MANS DI-