𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 || 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬.●

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WARNING: Smut!

A/N: I must admit this is one of my favorite chapters <3 I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did!

I said on my insta but in case you missed it, I didn't upload during the weekend because it was my mom's birthday! However, I'm still rethinking my uploading schedule, there's a lot of things to consider, so yeah. Just bare with me please haha and besides everything, I don't know how to write short chapters, dammit.

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Y/n's POV

—We're establishing connection.... —Anakin mumbled as he played with some controls in the holo table.

We were in one of the meeting rooms, waiting for Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon to answer our holo call. We haven't spoken since the medbay, our gazes momentarily crossing when the doctor revealed that the kyber crystals were the ones that caused me to weaken and eventually, faint. The doctor said they were still working on giving us a more detailed update, but their hypothesis was that the rebels must have altered the chemical composition of the crystals, so their high concentration with the Force worked the other way around, and instead of filling me with energy, it drained me from it. And because my midichlorian count was really elevated, the effect of it hit me aggressively.

Given that it was an experimental procedure, probably the first of its kind, they weren't sure how to proceed with the cure, nevertheless they were working on it. Until they had some kind of breakthrough, they would be monitoring my wounds and applying Dermaseal every couple of hours to help them heal.

Anakin backed off a couple of steps and we stared at the table with crossed arms as the blue images of Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan appeared in front of us. Anakin and I were pretty distanced from each other, the environment tensing up at our silence.

—Well, hello there! ...Are we stepping in at a bad timing? —Obi-Wan frowned, like he could sense the awkwardness in the room.

—Not at all. —Anakin rushed to say, trying to keep his composure in front of Qui-Gon. Him and Obi-Wan shared a strained look.  

—How have you been feeling, little one? Do you feel better? —Qui-Gon's tone was worried and his features showed me that paternal love that I was so used to.

—The healing is improving. I'm feeling so much better now. Thank you for asking. —I beamed and I saw both Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon's chest breath in relief. —How's the Death Star? —I asked, attracting the focus to something else.

—It's absolutely breathtaking. —Obi-Wan praised and Qui-Gon smiled with pride. —It's the size of a moon. —He raised his eyebrows, impressed.

—We definitely need to see it, but Qui-Gon has been all secretive about it. Almost like he didn't want us there. — I joked, a bit of truth emerged from my comment.

For the past two years I've heard countless stories about the gigantic weapon that would secure the Empire's position as sole governor of the galaxy. From the beginning of its construction, Qui-Gon would never shut up about his precious Death Star. But I've never seen it. And I know for a fact that Anakin hasn't either.

—I'm starting to believe Obi-Wan is your favorite, Qui-Gon. He's the first of us to be there. —Anakin squinted his eyes and shrugged his shoulders in a mocking manner. Qui-Gon simply shook his head and put his palm up, like a stop signal.

—Nothing like that. There's no competition. —He said lovingly.

—Of course not, it's not even close. —Obi-Wan laughed and winked at us, making me chuckle.

—Maybe we can proceed with the mission report. We received it from your troopers, Phoenix, thanks for the efficiency. —I gave him a quiet smile and bowed my head. —I guess everything went well, because here you are, both alive. That means you didn't kill each other out there. —Qui-Gon joked. If you only knew...—But I want to hear everything from the mission's leader. How was everything?

I tried not to show my satisfaction too much when my master asked that. Let's see how the golden boy gets out of this one. I put my chin up and directed all of my attention to the man beside me, a sardonic grin sitting on my lips and I crossed my arms on my chest to match his posture.

Yes, Ani, tell us everything.

Anakin ignored me and started to break down every scenario that happened during this mission, point by point. From our arrival to the actual evolution of the battle: he detailedly explained how the front battle was handled, how we managed the escaping transports, even to the way the rebels took care of our ATTs. What the...?

I frowned confusedly because there was no way he would've known all of that, given you know, he wasn't there. I stared at him, waiting for him to notice my glancing and shake his confidence. Probably Rex or some trooper filled him up and there was just a matter of time until he would slip and say something that was not true at all. Even if he didn't mess up, I just wanted him to feel embarrassed for lying to our master about his absence in the mission. But it didn't work.

He was in his General persona and his dominance was unshakeable. I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe the act he was pulling. He even made a special mention of how he saved me from being murdered by rebels. Thanks, just what I needed after being the injured one. My face was burning at the holographic faces of Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan: they seemed very dazzled at every remarklable feat Anakin described; he was eating the attention up. That was all me!

—How did you explode the station after the TIE-fighters failed? —Obi-Wan asked while scratching his beard.

I was about to intervene and give myself some credit when Anakin hurried and said.

—I dropped two X-wings on top of the Echo base and destroyed it completely. 

This motherfuc-

—Impressive tactic. Good thinking, Anakin. —Qui-Gon praised. Hey, that praise belongs to me! —Did you get the files out of the main computers?

—Yes, Phoenix got the job done successfully. Actually, that was when she got hurt, a rebel protecting the data shot her to prevent the files from getting out.  —Anakin added. Well, finally! But that was not enough for me. I did so much more than just dowloading some stupid data.

—Master, excuse me, I must intervene- —I cut him off respectfully and he looked at me with a warm smile.

—Phoenix, sure! I would love to hear your point of view. I'm sorry if I'm getting too carried away, I just love how well the two of you worked together. —He beamed radiantally and I was left with my mouth open, the words stuck on the tip of my tongue. —Obi-Wan and I were discussing yesterday how dubious we were of the outcome of this operation, but I must say... you really exceeded our expectations. With this, I can see that you both put your differences aside out of respect to the team and to the Empire and were the two talented and determined young people that I raised. I'm so, so proud of you. Thank you, guys. —He put his hands together and tilted his head in a thankful gesture. —I'm sorry, I interrupted you dear, what were you going to say? —His eyes were radiant with appreciation.

I was left speechless; how the hell should I react to that heartfelt speech?

I couldn't tattle on Anakin like I intended to, because it would go against everything Qui-gon just exalted. I would look so childish.

But above all, how could I be the one who erased his tender smile and proud eyes?

I closed my mouth shut and I breathed deeply.

—I was just going to say that the files seem rather promising. My soldiers are working on checking them and it seems like we have a vast list of locations and names. —I smiled defeatedly and finalized the statement with a sigh. Qui-Gon nodded with a broad grin and congratulated me for my accomplishment. Needless to say, it didn't feel as good. Obi-Wan stared at me with curious eyes, almost like he was reading my soul.

—Any other interesting findings?  Something new to report?—Qui-Gon wandered.

Oh great, here we come.

I rolled my eyes internally, knowing damn well that Anakin would use this opportunity to show off about Ki. I had no desire whatsoever to listen to him bragging, so I limited myself to standing there and letting him talk with my arms crossed. After all, he did earn the right to it and I was done for the day.

—Now that you mention it, Master, I wanted to wait until tomorrow but-

—Excuse me, Anakin, I'll let you finish in just a second, but first I wanted to address Phoenix' wounds. Darling, I know you said that you're feeling fine, but I would like to know more about them. Can you elaborate for us? —Obi-Wan encouraged me to talk.

Anakin cleared his throat, resenting that his moment was interrupted and I took that opportunity to steal the thunder away from him. I filled them in regarding everything that happened: how the blaster looked different, the type of pain I was in, how I felt the Force slipping away from me at that moment; everything. Luckily for me, they looked really interested in understanding the injuries and Anakin's exasperated face was the cherry on top. I finished by telling them that the lab results showed kyber crystals in the venom.

—So that was the element we couldn't decipher. —Obi-Wan widened his eyes in realization. Qui-Gon massaged his forehead, seeking relief.

—This opens up more possibilities and theories for us to untangle...—He exhaled. —Anakin, were you going to say something, son? —Anakin shook his head.

—No, Master, Phoenix covered most of it. —He subtly glanced at me and I celebrated victoriously inside my head.

—We can continue this conversation tomorrow, we'll be arriving at noon, so don't expect us to be early. —Qui-Gon informed.

—Try not to kill each other in our absence. —Obi-Wan jokingly requested, knowing damn well that could be possible.

— Fair enough, Master. —Sarcasm flooded his comment. — Have a good night.—Anakin greeted.

—Good night, guys. Good job today. Shall the Force free you. —Qui-Gon smiled one more time and I waved them goodbye with a friendly face.

Once the call ended, my face dropped and I turned around to see Anakin.

—You're unbelievable. —I scoffed.

—I know, but what can I do about it? —He turned to walk to the door.

—Try not to be such a dickhead and not steal credit from other people! Do you realize how lame it is? —I yelled from behind him.

—Excuse me, is my memory failing me? Didn't I save you from the rebels? —I couldn't see his face, but I was sure that he was raising his eyebrow with smugness.

—Of course you remember that, but you don't remember when I had to take care of the X-wings because you were too busy doing something outside your tasks! —Smoke was coming out from my ears, I could swear it.

—I'm sorry, should I have left the Jedi escape so I could kill some meaningless pilots? Is that what you are asking me? —I hated his legs for being so long, my feet struggling to keep his pace. We had walked a considerable length from the meeting rooms to the chambers area.

—No-

—So? —He saw me from the edge of his eyes when his head turned to his shoulder.

—You left even before knowing that it was the Jedi! —I huffed.

—Was my intuition wrong? —He sarcastically asked.

—Whatever, you're not suited to be a leader anyways. —The words came out of my mouth like a mumble and he stopped on his tracks to turn around. The distance between shortening and the air shifted the minute we locked eyes, his were yellow. He was furious, I could see it; I touched a sensitive spot to him. I matched his energy, not letting myself be intimidated.

—Hey, hey, hey. I may have exaggerated, but in the end, it was my plan and it was executed according to my instructions. The fact that you were the one doing the job doesn't take the merit away from me. It was a success thanks to me.—He menacingly tilted his head to me. I snorted derisively and looked away from him to a wall on my left.

— Thank the Force it was not up to you or we would have been killed there. —I claimed through gritted teeth. —It makes me wonder what type of person you are if you are able to walk away from the mission so easily. —I walked past him and I pushed him with my shoulder on my way to my room.

—The mission or you? —Anakin growled in a low voice.

I stopped suddenly.

His question made my eyes widen and my lips part. His question drew my attention back to his face and an incredulous laugh came out of me. I crossed my arms and gave one step to the front.

—Don't try to imply something that is not there, Skywalker. —I mocked,  getting closer.—If you think you have any effect on me whatsoever, you're very mistaken. —I emphasized. He looked down to the floor while laughing.

—Are you sure about that, sweetheart? —He took another step, towering me.

My first instinct was to back off, however, I ignored it. I wasn't the one that was going to give in. He looked down to me; his breath was close enough to hit me in the face. He licked his lips and he noticed the way my gaze deviated to them, causing a smirk to break out on his face. Ugh, I hated his smug smile. And his mocking eyes. And his proud eyebrow. And his stupid hair. And his ridiculous scar. And his perfect teeth. And his sarcastic laugh. And his quick wit. I hated everything this man represented.

—No. You're right. — I admitted. Anakin raised his eyebrow shocked, but maintained the smirk. He slid his arm around my waist, shortening our distance and then he grazed his fingertips along my jaw, staring at my lips. —I do feel something for you...

His eyes went up to meet mine and it felt like time was frozen. He stared expectantly, on standby to what I was going to say.

—I hate you. —I whispered calmly, but my voice tone and features showed the complete opposite; the rage and the resentment I have been building up since the moment he ran off in the base.

He stayed there, observing me, his eyes moving up and down, between my lips and back to my gaze. Anakin has never been the type of man to hesitate, this moment a proof of it; his grip on my waist hardened and he pushed me to him, our chests clashing. Our lips brushed against each other, our breaths mixing and his eyelashes tickling on my cheek as his nose nuzzled mine. Anakin's hand subtly smoothed along to cup my cheek, his thumb caressing it carefully. His wandering hand moved to the back of my head and buried itself inside my loose hair; his grasp clenching harshly.

—I hate you more, princess.— And he pressed his lips against mine, finally.

[SMUT STARTS]

I grabbed Anakin by his shoulders, using them as a support to resist his magnetic strength. My hands tried to push him away, but his grip on my waist wouldn't loosen. In fact, both his arms enveloped me, reducing my chances to escape his embrace to zero. However, I had this feeling that even if I could, I still wouldn't do it.

I stopped resisting the kiss and fully gave in to his charm, my fingers gripped his hair roughly, ripping a moan out of him. We were desperate, swift, almost feral; our bottled up emotions erupting in a hot and angry kiss.

Anakin walked us to the nearest wall and held me against it. His hands roamed all over my body, squeezing and clutching everything on his way. My fist closed on the back of his neck and I pulled his hair from the ends, making our lips separate.

—I hate you. — My mouth lowered to kiss and nibble on his neck, leaving marks all the way to the part of his chest that was revealed to me by his robe. Anakin groaned especially hard when I bit his neck near his carotide.

—What do you hate about me?—He moaned when my hand grazed his crotch, the hard bump sticking out from his pants. He captured my lips once more, his tongue licking my bottom lip.

—I hate when you never listen. —I said between kisses while he carried me to my room, my legs around his waist.

—I hate it when you never shut up. —He slammed me against the wall, his gloved limb hysterically seeked the door's handle. My head hit the hard material and I whined, and I bit his lower lip as revenge. Anakin reacted quickly and his hands moved to my ass to squeeze it forcefully.

Taking advantage of my position, I began to undress him, taking the obnoxious fabric out of my way. He did the same with my crewneck and then my bra (Lingerie #1) , momentarily stopping to kiss my neck and chest, his tongue wetting my nipples and his teeth roughly biting around the area. That will definitely leave a mark. My fingers worked quickly to unzip his bottoms and stroke his dick from inside his underwear, Anakin groaning at the feeling.

I must say that I appreciated that even in the roughness of the act, Anakin was still very gentle around my wounds, making sure that the bandage wasn't removed mid-action.

—I hate when you try to prove that you're always right. —He whispered out of breath to me as he nibbled my ear, his tongue coming out to lick it as well.

Anakin dropped me in the middle of the bed, making me gasp, and took care of my pants; kissing the exposed area as he pulled them down, lingering unnecessarily long on my inner thighs. He grabbed me by my calves and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. His chest was lightened by the moonlight, making them look chiseled like an antique statue. Anakin took his time to take the glove off, the metal tempting me like a forbidden promise. His metal hand grazed my burning skin from my ankles to my hips; the contrast of the hot and cold making me quiver and hiss. He hovered over me, both hands at each side of my head and he lowered to continue licking my breasts.

I turned us around, this way my hips were straddling him, my hands supporting me on his chest.

—I hate when you call me princess. —I rocked my hips back and forth, massaging his shaft. Anakin pursed his lips and helped me out by clutching my ass and moving me faster. —It makes me wanna slap you. —I moaned when his dick grazed my clit.

—Why don't you? —He smirked and I raised a flirtatious eyebrow.

—Maybe I will. —I clenched my hand around his throat and he rolled his eyes in bliss.

Anakin turned us around, and because of the speed at which he did, my hands flew to the pillow, allowing him to have me at full mercy. His hand traveled down my panties, shoving two of his fingers into my pussy. I gasped at the pleasure and gripped the sheets.

—You're all wet for me, baby. —He sighed with lust. —Tonight you're all mine, sweetheart. —He kissed me once more, as passionately as before, while ripping off my underwear. I gasped in shock at the action and before I could complain about it, he moved to grab my hip with his flesh hand and the bed head with the mechanical one.  —And we're alone, so I really want to hear you scream.

[SMUT ENDS]

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—You have really long nails. —Anakin said as he checked his reflection on the mirror. His back was full of red scratches, the result of our... you know. Today was particularly rough, but that didn't make it any less successful. In fact, I think this one may be in our top three. And it's not in second or third place.

—Yeah... —I mumbled, feeling guilty about the state of this skin. Maybe I went too far, but in the middle of a crumbling third orgasm, I wasn't thinking straight. —I can cut them later.

—Don't. —Anakin said, turning to see me. He was butt naked and with messy hair, a little wet due to the sweat. I was lazily lying in bed, still naked. I didn't want to see my body yet, I just knew it would be all covered in hickeys and bruises that were going to be hard to cover up. —I like them long. —He smirked and I felt the heat on my cheeks. Damn it.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw him getting dressed, recovering his clothes from all around the room. I furrowed my brows in confusion, not sure why he would get dressed if he always slept naked when he stayed over.

—What are you doing?—I sat up, the sheets covering my chest and below.

—You know, the guys are not here and the clones are in their quarters, so it's safe for me to go to my room. No one will see me.—He shrugged his shoulders as he put his robe on.

—Right, right... —I whispered, mostly to myself.

—You wanted me to stay? —Anakin asked with a raised eyebrow, one that expressed more curiosity and confusion rather than the usual cockyness, and maybe I was seeing things but... excitement?

—No, no. I just forgot. —I hurried, playing it cool so he wouldn't see the shift on my heartbeats. What the hell is happening to me? — I can't wait to have the bed all to myself again. — I caressed the mattress, waiting for it to sell my act.

—Great, now you're gonna get a break from me tonight. Good night, Phoenix. —He zipped his pants and strolled to the door. He stopped right before getting out, his hand on the door handle.— And don't worry, I'll tell the truth about the mission to Qui-Gon tomorrow. —He said, without looking at me.

—Good night, Anakin. —I whispered and he left.

After a while of sitting there, looking at the empty space on the bed, I decided to get up and put on my comfy pajamas: some black sweatpants with a white shirt. It was too cold for my usual nightgowns.

I crawled back to bed and put the bed cover all the way to my chin, hoping the cold breeze wouldn't penetrate the thick fabric. I even got in the fetal position and rubbed my arms, trying to generate some heat, but nothing worked. I was freezing and I didn't know why the night was like that. None of the windows were open and the temperature was almost the same as past nights.

I started to blame the wounds, maybe I did have an infection and the side effects were kicking in. I opened my eyes abruptly. Maybe I was dying. No, you're not.

I stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours, incapable of falling asleep. I rolled on the bed from side to side, hating the feeling of having insomnia. But what frustrated me the most was that I didn't know why I couldn't fall asleep, this day in particular was pretty damn long, I should be out like a log. Even when it was freezing and I hated the cold.

In one of my turns, I ended up lying in what would've been Anakin's side if he would've stayed and realization hit me like a train. Oh... of course. I rolled my eyes; it can't be that even when he wasn't near, he would still cause me problems.

C'mon Y/n, just count sheeps and the effect will kick in. Or do breathing exercises. Or massage your scalp. Or put three more jackets.

But nothing. Nothing would work. I was getting tired that the hours would pass and I was still unable to close my eyes for good. Completely stressed out, I walked out my room, my feet covered with white socks making tipping sounds, all the way to the other side of the chamber's area. On my way there, I was making up excuses to justify my presence there.

When I arrived at my destination, I knocked on the door. A minute after my interruption, a sleepy Anakin opened it.

—Phoenix? What are you doing here?—He frowned and scratched his head as he rubbed his eyes. He was shirtless with some gray sweatpants. —It's pretty late. What happened? —He yawned.

—I think we should do check-up patrols on Ki-Adi-Mundi, I don't feel safe leaving him to the clones. —I nodded firmly.

—I have a monitor and an alarm connected to a camera in his cell. If he tries to break out, I will know. —He crossed his arms on his chest and rested his weight on the door frame. Dank farrik. —Is this why you woke me up? What were you doing up, thinking about that? —He made a grimace, unsure.

—I'm just worried about the safety of the Empire headquarters and everyone inside of it. You know, we're very vulnerable with him here. —I talked like I didn't just make that lie up.

—Right... —He squinted his eyes, not buying it. —Would that be all? —He was closing his door to me.

—Actually, no. I was thinking that maybe we could use this time to check the TIE-fighters, maybe some are salvageable- —Anakin cut me off.

—Wait, you're crazy if you think I'm doing that at... —and he turned around to check the clock behind him. — ...3 am in the morning? Phoenix, go to sleep, stop being so workaholic. —He tried to close the door again but I stopped him by putting my hand on the wooden object.

—I'm cold. —I snapped. He paused and gazed at me with a puzzled look. —I mean, the night. It 's too cold. I can't sleep. —I whispered, looking at the floor and closing my eyes, not being able to handle the embarrassment of explaining why I was there.

Sensing the surprise in him, I waited for Anakin to mock me. But he didn't. My surprise was bigger when he took my hand and invited me inside. I quickly complied and he held me until we reached his room. I've been here before but I've never had the time to actually see how his chambers were. 

The big bed with black sheets stood proudly in the middle of the room, the only light coming from the picture window that covered most of his wall. Anakin picked up the cozy sheet and put it up, then nodded his head towards it, indicating to me to crawl in. I immediately obeyed and placed myself on the opposite side to where he laid in bed.

My head was facing the window, hoping that the amazing view would somehow dilute the effects of the cold. Even when Anakin's bed was comfortable and welcoming, I still couldn't stop shivering. It was way too cold. My teeth were slightly chattering and I did my absolute best not to make it too obvious, but it was inevitable to me. I couldn't control it.

Out of nowhere, I felt a strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me to the center of the bed.

My back hit Anakin's chest and the familiar warmth immediately flooded me, calming every goosebump I had and relieving my discomfort. His skin was soft and toasty and his arms big and strong, making me feel... safe. His embrace made me feel more secure than ever in my life.

—A-Anakin, I-

—Shh. Just go to sleep, sweetheart. —He whispered and put his chin above my head.

My heart fluttered at his words and I just curled up against him, molding myself to his body and enjoyed the delicious feeling of being protected... by him.

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A/N: AAAAAHHHHH! I just got super inspired with the fluffy part and yes, muah, chef's kiss! Sorry for tooting my own horn, but I loved them in there <3 Thoughts on the chapter?

I decided to write a angry sex scene (thanks for the feedback Des :) ) because I feel like it definitely suthed this part of the story! What did you think? Sorry if it wasn't full-on-smut haha. Maybe if one day I feel like it, I'll write as a one shot in my imagines book :)

To all of those who want to see them as lovers, it's coming!! Be patient with me, it's a slow burn haha (it will have a lot of chapters so lol)

Thank you once more for reading and for being here! Have a great week, cuties!

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