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"Fucking Wookiee's." Vader mumbled as we were leaving our now blown up ship and heading back to the rebel one. "I'm gonna kill them all when I find them." He seethed.

"Calm down, you don't even know if it was a Wookiee." I rolled my eyes as I followed his quick pace. I wrapped my arms around myself to keep warm from cold weather, plus it looked like it was about to rain.

He stopped and turned around; causing me to bump into his chest, "Who else would it have been?" He glared down at me with annoyance clear in his features.

I shrugged, "I don't know maybe you left something on," I began and I saw him narrow his eyes, "Or maybe there were technical issues that you didn't know about or what if it was rigged to explode and we got lucky by just missing it. You can't jump to one conclusion when there are so many possibilities." I lectured him, hoping to save a few poor Wookiees lives.

"One, I didn't leave anything on and if I did what the fuck would cause an explosion like that," He lifted up one finger as he began countering the possibilities I mentioned, "Two, that ship was in perfect condition it was mine," Two fingers up, then three, "Three, don't be stupid who would rig my ship."

I tilted my head with a 'that's cute' expression, "This might come as a surprise my Lord but there are plenty of people who would. You're not that well liked." I rolled my eyes and his annoyed face shifted to one of amusement.

"I can think of one person who likes me." He stood closer as he smirked down at me.

"I can't." I smiled sarcastically and pushed past him to reach the wrecked ship. I was not going to let him play with my feelings. He said he was done with whatever we had, so it's done.

Plus it was starting to rain, I can feel the droplets beginning to hit my face and I wanted to get in shelter before it began to pour.

I heard him grunt in irritation behind me before he pulled on my arm; stopping me from walking away, "You can't push me like that and let's not forget about the slap earlier," He tightened his grip on me, "You're getting too bold (y/n)."

Oh honey I'm about to get bolder.

I narrowed my eyes, "Let go of my arm." I tugged, but his hold ceased to loosen, irritating me further.

"No." He argued with an expression that told me he was going to remain being a stubborn dick.

The rain started to become heavier and my clothes were getting soaked. And I'm irritated that I'm stuck on this planet with this person who just likes to toy with my feelings, and I'm fucking cold.

"I said let go!" I pulled my arm with more aggression and successfully got myself free.

"What the hell is the matter with you!" He shouted angrily towards me, but I backed away with every step he took forward.

"You, you are what's the matter with me," I shouted back; causing him to stop and glare l at me as the rain dropped heavily down on both of us, "You can't do that shit to me! You can't kiss me the way you did and tell me that you want me, only to act like it never happened! Then you go and do that," I pointed to where we just stood when he was getting close to me, "You're just messing with my feelings at this point and you know what?" I chuckled. but not out of amusement, but out of pure irritation, "I can't handle it, I can't handle your bipolar ass attitude! And once we get back to the Death Star, I quit. So find yourself another mechanic because I'm done!" I finished my rant and I was breathing like I just ran a race; I barely took a breath in between all that. I was so mad, each word poured out of my mouth before my brain could tell me to shut up.

And now with my adrenaline slowly dispersing from my veins, I realized who I just yelled at. I slowly met his gaze again, since during my rant I had attempted to walk away from him so I was currently facing the tree. And even through all the rain matted his hair to his face, hiding some of his features, I could see the fire in his eyes.

He lifted his hand almost instantly and I flew forward into his grasp. He tightened his hand around my neck.,"You're not going anywhere." He glared angrily into my eyes as he spat the words through his teeth.

"Watch me." I tested him. I know I shouldn't be doing this but I was so angry, I didn't care about the consequences anymore. "So kill me or let me go."

His grip on my neck began to tighten but not too tight to where I couldn't breath, and his face shifted from one of anger to one of pain. He looked like he was struggling; his hand was shaking and his breathing was uneven, as if he was fighting an internal battle.

But eventually, he dropped his head down with a low sigh, "I can't." He glanced back up into my eyes, showing me that his were glossy and full of anguish, "I can't bring myself to kill you, but I also can't bring myself to let you go either." Then with his other hand, he gently moved my wet hair away froma my face and caressed my cheek before crashing his lips to mine.

At first I was confused, wondering how he went from being so angry to.. well this. But as soon as I felt his lips move with mine, I got those same butterflies I felt in his office just yesterday. So, listening to my heart over my head, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back,

My heart raced as his hands traveled down and gripped my my hips — digging his fingers into my skin.

This is all I wanted, he was all I wanted.

Water was pouring down our faces, but it didn't slow us down one bit — our lips moved with urgency and desire. It didn't take long for him to pick me up so I could wrap my legs around him as he carried me towards the rebel ship.

(SMUT; read at your own risk. Also this is my first ever Smut so bare with me, it gets much better later on.)

He carried me inside and put me down in my feet as he began to take my shirt off; exposing my bra. He then brought his head down, and began to place delicate kisses on my chest as he used the force to remove the clasps.

He threw it aside and placed my nipple in his mouth, prompting a breathy moan to escape my throat.

I could feel myself getting wetter due to his actions, and I squeezed my legs together to bring myself some friction. I wanted him inside of me already, my body was begging for him.

"You'll get your wish (y/n)." He mumbled against my breast before bringing his lips back up to mine, and kissing me like I was the only girl in the galaxy.

As my lips moved in perfect sync with his; I brought my hands to the hem of his shirt, and pulled it over his head. A giggled escaped my throat as the water from his blonde curls flicked down on me, and he smiled at my reaction.

He brought his lips to my neck and began to suck on the soft skin; leaving trails of purple marks for all to see. Goosebumps arose and my skin felt as if it was on fire following the touch of his fingertips that were loving my whole body.

He broke away from my neck, and gazed into my eyes; the beautiful crystal blue was back. I smiled at the sight, and cupped his face with my hands, before pulling his face to mine; bringing our lips together again and I dwelled in the euphoria it brought me.

I had fallen hard for him, and there's no use in denying that.

I could feel the hardness in his pants that is currently poking against the fabric; begging to be set free. I pulled away from the kiss and immediately dropped to my knees to undo his pants. I wanted to please him more than anything.

He was looking down at me with lust in his eyes while I pulled his pants down to his ankles, along with his undergarments. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw how big he was; he's the biggest I've seen.

"And how many have you seen?" He questioned my thoughts, and I leisurely looked up to meet his gaze.

"Uh two." I admitted nervously.

"Tell me their names." He demanded, as if he hasn't learned by now that his authority doesn't work on me.

"No you're not adding them to your thousands." I rolled my eyes, even though his jealousy actually made me feel giddy. "Besides, I'm sure you've done this plenty of times." I sighed in annoyance; he was a gorgeous man, women no doubt have thrown themselves at him. Like me now, I'm practically throwing myself at him without second guessing.

He was silent.

Why was he so silent?

Unless.

"You have done this before right?" I asked with a raised brow, but he still said nothing.

Oh so he's a nun.

"I'm not a fucking nun I just never had the time." He snapped, and I gripped his cock causing him take a sharp inhale.

"Don't get mad I was only joking." I looked up to him innocently as I fluttered my lashes.

I can't believe he's a virgin. I never would have figured — he knew exactly where to kiss me and where to touch me to get a reaction from me. Not to mention, the way kisses me is like nothing I've ever experienced before.

"I-" He began to speak with a nervous look in his eyes, then he cleared his throat before finishing, "I haven't done anything like this before, but remember that I can hear your thoughts. I listen and know when what I'm doing is something you like — I just do what your subconscious thoughts tell me to do." He admitted.

I was speechless for a moment — without even realizing it, I've basically been teaching Darth Vader sex Ed.

His nervous expression faltered and he looked mildly annoyed, but he didn't say anything because he knew that it was the truth, "Well, since this is your first time — are you sure you want to do this?"

He didn't hesitate to nod, "More than sure, I want to do this with you." He put a hard emphasis on 'you' that caused my heart to flutter. In a way, I liked that he was a virgin, that made this all the more special.

I slowly put him inside of my mouth, and he let out a struggled moan as he gripped my hair, "Fuck." He closed his eyes, and leaned his head back, giving me the best view of his Adam's apple.

Move me however you want.

He instantly gripped my hair tighter, and pushed his dick deeper inside of my mouth. I still had one hand gripped on him, and I moved in quick motions. He was letting out a string of moans and curses, and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard; I loved knowing I was making him feel this way.

He started pushing my head down his cock quicker, and I gagged whenever he hit the back of my throat. I began to moan at the taste of his pre-cum and I could feel him getting close; so I pulled away, "What the fuck." He whined, giving me an annoyed look.

I stood up and pulled my pants and underwear down to the floor, and his eyes ran over my whole body with lust, "I want you." I told him seductively.

He kicked his bottoms away from his feet, and pushed me against the wall with the force. He brought his lips to my neck once more, and I could feel him rub his hard dick against my clit.

"Please Vader." I begged.

"Anakin." He mumbled softly against my neck.

"What?" I asked in a confused tone.

He pulled his lips from me, and placed a hand gently on my cheek, "When it's just you and me, please call me Anakin." He used his thumb to trail lightly on my cheek bone. "It's my real name." He admitted, and I smiled — grateful that he was trusting me enough to know this.

"I love it, Anakin."  It was a beautiful name, and unique.

He smiled beautifully while brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear, "And I love how it sounds when you say it." He kissed me passionately, and lifted me up against the wall and I could feel his hard dick poking against me in the right spot, "Are you ready?"

I feel like I should be asking him that.

I saw his eyes narrow, and I smiled innocently in response with a nod, "Yes I'm ready." I told him, and he nodded before pressing himself into me slowly; inch by inch. I leaned my head back against the wall, and let out a painful moan at how big he was.

He quickly stopped and eyed me with a concerned expression, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Anakin, just go slow." I assured him, and he began to leisurely push the rest of his hard cock into me.

"Oh fuck," He let out a pleasure filled moan as he pressed his forehead against mine with closed eyes. He was going in and out of me slowly, so I had a chance to get used to it and eventually, it stopped hurting.

"You can go faster now." I assured him as I leaned my head down to press kisses along his neck and collar bone

He started to thrust in me faster, and I whimpered in pure ecstasy as I gripped onto his hair and pulled on his lochs. He kissed my neck with urgency as his dick rubbed in and out of me.

"Fuck (y/n) this feels so good." He cursed as he gripped my ass and pounding into me at a quicker rate. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the ship, as well as the sound of our loud cries of euphoria.

I could finally feel myself getting close, "Anakin I'm gonna cum," I spoke breathlessly, he was hitting a sensitive spot over and over, and it was driving me over the edge.

He pressed his lips to mine in response, and I entangled both my hands in his hair. He began to go harder and even faster, I broke away from the kiss to let out a scream as I felt myself orgasm circulating my body.

"Fuck!" He shouted with me and I felt him fill me up and he let out a groan as he brought his lips back to mine.

His thrusts became slower and he was breathing heavily against me. He finally dropped me back to my feet, but his hands never left my body. He brought his hands from my ass up my hips and stomach to my neck.

He stared intently into my eyes, "You're perfect and I'm so happy that I gave this to you." He kissed me and I wrapped my hands around his neck. Savoring one of the happiest moments of my life.
(Smut Ends)

For those of you who chose not to read the Smut because it makes you uncomfy, here is what you missed.
-Vader told you to call him Anakin when it was only you two in the room. So not in-front of anyone else.
-He's a virgin, or WAS a virgin ☺️
And I think thats really all you need to know!

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We found a blanket and some old clothes inside the ship to put on since ours were still wet from the rain.

I eyed him in normal looking clothes and smirked, "What?" He asked narrowing his eyes.

I shook my head, "It's weird not seeing you in black." He was wearing gray and brown clothes that you would see on a normal civilian.

He chuckled and leaned the back of his head against the wall, "Come here." He reached his arms out and I crawled into his hold; resting my body in his warm embrace. He held me tight and sighed as he ran his fingers through my damp hair, "What have you done to me?" He squeezed me tighter.

"Took your virginity?" I teased and he pulled on my hair.

"Ow." I chuckled, "I'm just teasing." I turned in his hold and sat on his lap so I was straddling him with my arms around his neck. "You don't regret it do you?" I asked nervously.

That was my fear now, that this would become something he would try to pretend never happened.

He brought both his hands up and brushed the hair behind my ears, "Never." He leaned forward and kissed me softly.

After a few minutes I pulled away from the kiss and gazed into his eyes, "Why are they blue now?" I asked. I want to ask earlier but I was too caught up in the moment.

He sighed as he looked away from me, "Because you bring out a different part of me." He admitted and I brought one arm back from around his neck, so I could place it on his cheek and turn his gaze back to me.

"You know, you're not at all what I expected you to be." I gently rubbed his cheek with the back of my hand. "I expected someone, not human." I admitted.

"I wasn't always the person everyone sees me as," He sighed sadly as he looked off to the side, with a face like he was deep in thought, "I used to be human, I used to care, to love, to smile, to laugh, but then I lost it all," He shifted his gaze back to me, "Theb I met you," He smiled, "I remember the first thought of yours I ever heard, you described me as some four eyed monster," He let out a laugh, a real one too. I've heard him chuckle but never laugh, it was amazing, "I thought it was stupid the first time I heard it and I was wondering what moron was going to be on my nerves now. Since your voice wasn't something I recognized. But now I find it funny, then there was the conference room," He smiled more, it was so unusual to see him smile so much, but I was loving it, "When Tarkin was giving you your job your thought was 'I expected more of a challenge' and I admired it. That's also when I realized that stupid thought I heard earlier in the day was yours. I even went early to watch you work. I may have said twenty minutes but I was there for over an hour watching you." My eyes widened, how the hell did I not notice him there? "You were so focused," He answered my thought, "You were so worried about displeasing me that you hardly thought of anything else and you rarely took your eyes off of the prints or the ship."

Yeah, that sure sounds like me. I can be a workaholic, especially when I'm trying to keep my mind off of something else.

"What about Adam, what are his thoughts like?" I questioned and I saw him roll his eyes.

"Let's just say they're exactly what you expect a man to think and he's lucky to be alive." He smirked and I got butterflies due to his protective nature.

Then a certain memory came in my head, since he was being so open now and I wasn't sure if he was ever gonna be this open again — I needed to ask what I could, "Can you tell me about your sister."

His smile fell into a deep frown, "She's dead, there's not much to tell." He looked to the ground with a deep sorrow in his eyes.

"Can you please tell me about her?" I asked as I lifted chin so he would look at me, "It might be good for you to talk about it."

He exhaled a long breathe before finally nodding, signifying he was going to tell me, "Her name was Ahsoka and she wasn't my actual sister but she was my padawan," I knitted my brows together confused at what a padawan was, "Before I became this I was a Jedi and she was my apprentice, so it was my job to protect her and teach her the ways of the Jedi," He paused for a moment like he was in deep thought before continuing, "I loved her like a sister; she was funny, she had a bit of an attitude problem, I even called her snips for short due to her snippy attitude," He smiled, "She was extremely fearless and reckless but that's on me, we were reckless together." He chuckled, "But then came a time when she needed me and I failed her. The council, is what they were called, they were just a group of old fucks who thought they knew best, turned their backs on her and accused her of something she didn't do." He stopped and I could see the yellow appear in his eyes again as he told this story. His anger and his hate returning.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I placed my hand on his chest to come him down. He closed his eyes for a moment then opened them back up. They were blue again and it was then that I realized I was water that could put out his fire, "You don't have to continue if you don't want to."

He shook his head, "No, you deserve to know why I am the way I am," He placed his hands on my thighs and squeezed them gently, "So even though I told the council that I believed her, they chose not to listen to me and locked her away. She was afraid of course and broke out, she wanted to prove her innocence to them. I tried to stop her from leaving, I told her I'd never let anyone hurt her and to come back with me, that I would do everything I can do help her. But she didn't trust me anymore," I heard his voice crack as he looked down, "So she left and that was the last time I saw her alive up until four days later when her body was found in the lower levels of Coruscant."

I gasped, "Oh my god, how did she die?"

He shook his head with a shrug as he fought the tears that were filling his eyes, "I don't know, cause of death could never be confirmed. But I lost it, I blamed the council for everything. It was even proven later on that she truly was innocent. So If they would have listened to her, to me, she would be alive. She would have been with me and I would have kept her safe. Not even my old master would listen to me and that one hurt the most," He leaned his head back against the wall, "And you know what they did? They locked me up in the Jedi temples detention center, they cut me off from the force and left me down there for a week. Not one person came to see me. Not even my old master, Obi-Wan is his name." He looked into my eyes angrily, "And I never even did anything to them, I never laid a finger on a single person even though I wanted to. All I did was yell, cry, and express my feelings about what they did. All I wanted was for them to admit that they were wrong. All I wanted was for Obi-Wan to comfort me in my time of grieving. But no, they called me unpredictable, dangerous, and locked me away." He was breathing heavily as he relived the memory and it was pushing him over the edge.

I could understand why, what they did to him was horrible, even I was angry and I wasn't even there.

"Anakin, please calm down." I placed a hand to his cheek but it didn't seem to be working this timeZ

"A week," He continued his story, ignoring what I said, "I was left there hurt and alone with my own thoughts and rage building up. Up until day eight, then one person did come see me." He looked up to me with his yellow eyes, "You know him as your Emperor." My eyes widened slightly, not only was I hearing the story of how he became Darth Vader, but the story of the beginning of the empire. I had no idea they were one and the same. "He got me out. So I pledged myself to him and then I did everything he has ever asked of me since that day. Starting with killing everyone in that temple, including the children."

I was completely silent, I didn't know what to say. I wasn't afraid, I knew that despite who he was I was safer than anyone in the galaxy right now. It was just a lot of information to take in and not at all what I was expecting this conversation to turn into.

"Doesn't that concern you (y/n)?" He tilted his head, the presence of Darth Vader was clear right now, "That I have no problem with killing children?"

"A little." I admitted and his head dropped down. He lifted his hands to place them on my shoulders before looking back up to me.

"Is it enough to make you run away from me?" He questioned.

I sat there for a moment. Before deciding to throw all of my morals out the window and I cupped his face, "No."
(Let's be honest we all would throw our morals away for this man.)

He shook his head, "You are something else."

"Are there any Jedi left?" I asked trying to change the subject from the children. "Or did you really kill them all?"

He nodded, "I know of two, but I have yet to find them. And believe me, I'm looking; Yoda and Obi-Wan Kenobi." He snarled as he said their names.

I placed my hands on his cheeks and his gaze lifted back up to mine, "I'm so sorry they did that to you." I gently caressed his cheek and I saw his gaze soften, "And I'm so sorry about Ahsoka." I added and I saw his eyes become watery. "She didn't deserve it and neither did you."

I pulled him to me and he began to cry in my shoulder as he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

Vader's POV
Those are the only words I have ever wanted to hear. It's just unfortunate that it was too late for me.

A man like me doesn't deserve Salvation.

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