•unburnt Vader x fem!reader smut imagine.

•Warnings: degrading, reader is infatuated w/ Anakin's dick, overestimation, use of daddy, blowjob.

•Summary: Vader thinks you're a pathetic whore who deserves to suck his dick.

•Requested by: forcemeanakin

•A/N: Sorry that I've been gone forever lmaoooo, I got out of a toxic relationship and your girl is back to normal now 🤪🤪🤪

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A thumb, padded with thick black leather swipes over your bottom lip, and a pair of golden eyes are staring down at you, watching you with an amused smirk.

"Pathetic. You're too easy."

It's like a knife that twists in your heart--those three words stung, and you knew you hated Vader with your entire being, but you couldn't help but come back to him, every single time.

It was a soft whimper that escaped your lips that gave it away. You were incredibly desperate for him. Desperate for this man to absolutely ruin you, and he always found it incredibly entertaining, that even though he knew his harsh, vulgar words hurt, he knew you'd simply come back for more.

He was addicting, and he knew it.

Every time you returned, he could hardly withhold a chuckle or some kind of malevolent laugh. It was so stupid how you'd always crawl back to him and end up submitting to him, just as you were now, on your knees in front of him.

"Open."

His words were commanding and with a simple press of his thumb, your mouth falls open with ease, and your tongue follows suit.

Another smirk crawls on his lips. He's amused as always. He shifts his jaw in thought, which leaves you wondering what he's thinking.

You weren't left long to ponder as his free hand finds the hem of his pants, where he pulls down both his pants and underwear. Your eyes are automatically glued to the sight in front of you.

His cock sits long and hard in front of you, veins spiral up the length of it, and his perfect pink tip is wet with the thought of leaving you fucked.

You swallow. Your eyes slowly travel up to the eyes of the man, meeting them in a desperate haze.

Fuck. You didn't think your taste for his cock had ever been so full of anguish before, but, here you were. You could feel your mouth starting to swell with saliva, you could practically swear you were going to drool any second now.

Vader turns to ignore your eyes of despair and moves his hands away from your face. He begins to take off his leather gloves but instead of simply yanking the entire glove off, he teases you by slowly pulling at each finger. Burning eyes turn from the attention of his gloves onto your eyes, and he meets you once again with a devilish smirk.

All you want to do is take him into your mouth, but you can't, you know you can't. You can't even ask, because he's the one in control. He's the one who permits you, otherwise, you'd be in trouble.

Once the gloves are removed, they reveal his one signature mechanical hand, and of course, the other strong flesh one.

Just as you think something's going to happen, he dares to tease you more by slowly slipping off his black robes, taking one arm at a time.

You furrow your eyebrows and bite your tongue. You're tempted to whimper a plead, but you know you can't. You want to rub your bare thighs together to quell the aching thirst in between your legs, but you know you can't.

At last, his chest is bare and you sigh with relief, hoping he'd take his dick and finally fuck your mouth.

Just as you hoped, he flesh hand wraps around his dick, where he slowly begins to pump himself and be lets out a low groan.

"Look at you, sitting there like a dumb whore, waiting for my cock," he chuckles, his thumb runs over the slit in his tip and he inhales a sharp breath.

You could feel yourself getting wetter while you watch him play with himself--your slick was practically running down your thighs.

"Show me how much you want it," he huffs, nodding to you. "I want you to touch yourself."

Your eyes widen. Fuck.

Despite your hesitation, you let one of your hands travel down your body to find the opening to your cunt.

Your fingers are immediately wet, and you feel instantly hot at the humiliation flooding through your body when you insert a finger inside of you, the wet, lewd sounds filled the room.

"Fuck, you're that wet already? What a fucking whore." He lets out a laugh, and you have to look down at the floor in shame. He was absolutely right, but you couldn't help but feel humiliated at the sound your pussy made when you started to move your finger in and out of it.

Grabbing your chin, you're instantly lifted out of your pit of shame when he forces you to meet his gaze, and he finally, shoves his cock into your mouth, leaving you to let out a long moan.

Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head at the pleasure of finally being able to suck his long cock. You loved how it fit perfectly into your mouth, how it felt on your tongue, and how his cum tasted. His cock was perfect.

"Fuck, your mouth is so wet. Look at you, moaning already." he shakes his head in disbelief and he lets his mechanical hand grab a fistful of your hair as he lets out a grunt.

"Suck my cock, you greedy thing."

Of course, you're more than happy to oblige.

You let your head move up and down his shaft, covering it in your spit. You work diligently, taking note of what Vader was doing during this.

You'd look up and see his head thrown back every time you would run your tongue over his tip, or you'd hear him groan and the grasp of his fist in your hair would tighten. He'd let out strings of vulgar words, his hips would thrust in abandon as you'd take him in your mouth, the back of your throat hitting his tip just the way he liked it.

Your mouth felt so complete with his cock in it. It made you moan, and, almost impossibly more wet. It was insane how wet you were, enjoying the feeling of sucking him off. You had added a second finger into your pussy by now, and as much as you loved touching yourself, you severely wished it was Vader who had his thick fingers inside of you.

Your knees were beginning to feel weak at the feeling of wanting to come to an orgasm. However, you knew you couldn't cum yet--you had to make him cum first before it was your turn. You knew the rules and you had to abide by them.

"I'm-I'm--" he stuttered, his face was flushed and his curls from his bangs stuck to his forehead, and his abdomen moved up and down rapidly. "I'm close, fuck, I can't believe how much of a slut you are for sucking my dick."

You wanted to smirk, to pull away and whimper a, of course, daddy, to him, but you stayed on your trek to make him feel good.

Finally, after a long moment, he let out a loud groan and hissed a, fuck, under his breath as his hips stuttered, his grip on your hair tightened and moved your head all the way down his dick to where you were swallowing his length.

"I'm... Fuck... I'm cumming."

With that, the warm, white liquid splurged into your mouth where you swallowed it deliberately.

He tasted so good. You couldn't get enough of him, you wanted to keep sucking and keep him in your mouth, to let him just sit there. He just felt so good in your mouth that you started to let your tongue go back over his dick, licking up every inch, every vein to have it stamped in your memory--

"Ah," he let out a groan and immediately pulled your head back by your hair, making you let out a sharp yelp. "Don't, do that. You fucking slut, you know better."

A pang of regret hit your chest and you swallowed thickly. You knew your actions were going to have consequences. "I-I'm sorry daddy, I just couldn't help myself--"

"I don't want to hear your excuses, " Vader narrows his eyes at you, his breath heavy. "Get on the bed. I'm dealing with you."