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To say the least, you were bored. Your eyes focused on the face of the table in front of you, your surrounding peers zoned out as you watched the moving reflections of the scratched metal surface.
It was the same circumstance for each battle you’ve ever walked into. It would start with the exact position you were currently in – your team conjuring a well strategized plan of attack – only for your cards to topple, leaving yourself, Kenobi or Skywalker to take matters into your own hands.
Previously, you wouldn’t have much of an issue with it, you having full faith in your Jedi accomplices. But things we’re becoming different, those differences caused by the man besides you – Anakin.
Though he has tried to deny it to the Council, to his Master, to you and to himself, on late missions he has been blinded by ignorance. The moment cracks would form in your teams plans, he’d instantly take initiative, leading his best men into dangerous situations without second though, situations that could easily be avoided.
At first, you thought his brash actions were a way to impress you, him wanting to flaunt his abilities to the girl he’d just recently caught the eye of. And it worked for a short while, him proud of his efforts by leaving you awestruck. But as time drew on, his need for success grew stronger, him no longer acting out for the hopefulness of impressing anyone, or even keeping the people of the republic safe. He did it for his own selfish reasons, ones you continuously failed to understand.
Though, you did have to give him some credit. No matter what obstacles he faced, he somehow managed to work a way around them, and no matter how tough times got, he always found a way to come out on top basking in success. So given that you knew there would be a high likelihood of your group succeeding in the mission your republic cruiser was flying towards, you decided to go without listening in, your lack of awareness catching Anakin's attention from beside you.
“Something on your mind?”
The small whisper beside your ear caused you to jolt in your seat, the movement so minor that only Anakin noticed, a small smile pulling at his lips.
“No” you replied bluntly, your eyes now forward, you pretending to watch the conversation play out between Obi-Wan and the Commander.
“You know, you really should be paying attention to these meetings” he teased, his gloved hand gently placing itself just above your knee, his fingers giving your clothed skin a light squeeze.
“Please, we both know this is pointless” you whispered, your head tilting towards him, his frame shifting so he was now leaning closer to you.
“And why’s that?”
“Because if all fails, you’ll take control, just like you always do”
You used your best efforts to remain calm as his hand traced up your leg, his eyes slowly creeping to face yours as he spoke, his voice deepening with its hushed tone.
“I thought you liked it when I took control ”
Biting back a smile, you shook your head as you scoffed his name under your breath, “Anakin!”
“Well I'm not wrong, am I?”
“Sorry Sir, did you say something?” one of the armored men on the opposite side of the table spoke, the room falling silent as all heads turned to face the man beside you.
Anakin slightly straightened his posture, his hand continually increasing up your legs as he spoke to the room with the shake of his head, “No, just clearing my throat. You may continue”
Obi-Wan's eyebrow rose with question as he locked eyes with you, you internally panicking as you gave him a subtle nod, his eyes moving to the hologram displayed beside him as his voice drew back the attention of the room, “Very well then, as I was saying...”
The interruption from yours and Anakin's brief discussion had you suddenly very alert, aware of your surroundings now more than before, and the weight of his ever so slowly moving hand had you feeling extremely on edge.
Not wanting to draw any further attention to yourselves, you attempted to shake his hand from your thigh with a wiggle of your leg as you shifted in the seat, him paying no mind to it as he continued. You waited momentarily before trying again, a burn within your core igniting as his palm danced closer to the place you suddenly craved him.
With a final attempt to stop him, you caught his smug face in the corner of your eye, his eyes firm on the hologram spinning in front of him, him seeming to have his mind focused on the words spoken between the Commander and Kenobi, however his lips told a different story – the corner of his mouth upturned slightly, his subtle smirk telling you all you needed to know.
You shifted your torso to lean towards his frame, your faces closer than before as you practically leant against him, your face forward as you whispered for only him to hear, “What are you doing?”
You caught the swift movement of his eyes, his pupils flickering down to the placement of his hand before returning forward, the smirk on his lips growing wider.
“Anakin...” you grumbled lowly, him responding to your warning tone.
“Shhh. Pay attention”
“This isn’t funny anymore” you said, your eyelids fluttering with weakness as his hand slid even closer, him now inches away from warmth.
“Yet you’re not stopping me...”
Sighing through your nose, you bit the inside of your cheek as you thought of a defence, you lost for words because in all honesty, he was right, you secretly wishing for him to continue.
“Just as I thought” he whispered as his head turned slightly to face yours, his breath directly above your ear sending ripples of chills across your back. With the final drag of his hand, his palm now rested directly above the destination he was aiming for, the pull of your thighs against one another preventing him from dipping any further.
“You want this?” he questioned, his eyes flickering between the room in front of him and yours as he waited for your reply, you cranking your head slightly to meet his gaze as you gave him a brisk nod.
“Words” he demanded, you internally groaning before responding.
“Yes”
“Good. Now spread your legs for me”
You hesitated momentarily, the risks if the situation you we’re about to partake in becoming very real. You we’re about to allow Anakin to pleasure you not only publicly, but in a room full of the people nearest to him. If a single person we’re to catch just a glimpse of what was happening beneath the table, not only would yourself and Anakin be completely mortified, but your future with the Order would be thrown out the window.
Yet, the idea of it all - the danger and wrongness of doing something so provocative in front of those who could catch you – turned you on to a point of no return, and given the impatient attempts of Anakin's hands desperate to explore what was waiting for him between your thighs, you understood he wanted to do this just as much as you did, your legs separating slightly giving him full freedom to roam.
“That’s my girl” he mumbled, his head facing forward as his hand dipped lower, applying a heavier pressure as he went. Your body stiffened with pleasure, and you used what focus you could to remain unsuspicious, though you couldn’t stop your eyes from zoning in on Anakin's features as his fingers began to work against you.
He caught your awestruck gaze from the corner of his eye, him pausing his movements while speaking to you to ensure his words would get through your clouded mind.
“Don’t look at me baby. Keep your eyes on them” he whispered, and you quickly shifted your stare back to the meeting in hopes of him continuing, his motions starting up once more when he was satisfied with your composure.
Slowly, he cupped his palm against you, the pressure of his movements firm as he rubbed back and forth, your pulse increasing as he did so, your need for more growing desperate with each passing moment. You knew that there was no way out, no excuse great enough that would get both Anakin and yourself away from this meeting, so you did what little you could to ease your needs and spread your legs further.
Anakin immediately caught onto your gesture, him scoffing beneath his breath as he pressed in between your clothed folds with his fingers, you jaw falling slack as he did so. His digits stroked you back and forth, him skillfully avoiding the bundle of nerves that was aching to be touched causing you to slyly buck onto his hand.
“Try not to move” he muttered in your ear as his face remained forwards.
“Then stop teasing me”
“Don’t pretending you aren’t enjoying this”
Your eyes rolled at his comment, his smirk never faulting as he continued his agonizingly slow movements. As time passed, minutes began to feel like hours, and your need for him to satisfy you was an ever-growing crave, one you we’re considering to never be satisfied, though he had different plans.
Startled by the sudden rise of his voice, your head whipped to face him, your body stiff as you discretely attempted to remove his hands from your body as all eyes in the room slowly fell onto the man beside you. Yet your attempts we’re met with an equal match, his pressure even stronger against you now more than before as he continued to slide his fingers between your folds.
“With all due respect, Master” he announced, interrupting the discussion between Kenobi and the several other men in the room, “Doesn’t marching in head first seem a bit... predictable?”
Waves of pleasure coursed through your body as he continued to work against you while addressing the room. With every functioning muscle in your body, you tried your best to remain calm, your fists clenched as you controlled your breathing.
“Well maybe... however-”
“The most logical way to go about this would be to spread into threes. Two groups from the side, one from the back, then not only would they be caught off guard, but surrounded well enough to the point of having no choice but to surrender”
While the two men bickered over battle strategies, Anakin's fingers slowly drifted north, his fingertips now dancing around your clothed clit, your patience wearing thin as your focused slowly blurred, the little grip you had on yourself slowly drifting away, until the call of your name snapped you back to the reality of your situation.
“I believe you mentioned once using this method of attack during an invasion on Felucia” Anakin said, his eyes glairing down onto your surprised ones as his fingers finally massaged the place you craved him most, you inhaling sharply as he did so, “Tell us, was that a success or not?”
You watched him blankly, filled with complete disbelief as all eyes in the room were now on you while waiting for your response.
“I.. I- um" you sputtered, your eyes remaining glued to Anakin's, his features smothered with pride as he began to work against your clit faster, your voice shaky as you spoke, “Y-yes, it was successful”
“And what of the casualties?” Obi-Wan asked, your face burning an even deeper shade of red as you responded to him.
“There weren’t any”
“So, what you’re saying is not only was it safe, but successful?” Anakin asked, your legs drawing together in attempts to contain yourself as you turned to face him once more.
“Yes, exactly” you mumbled, the pitch of your voice rising causing the devilish look in Anakin's eyes to sparkle as he gave you a smug nod before returning to converse with Kenobi. Eyes now off you, you slumped back into your seat, propping your elbow against the armrest and bringing your hand to your face to shield yourself from any further embarrassment.
The two men flew suggestions and comments back and forth for a while after as Anakin continued his speedy movements, you growing squirmish as you began to climb to your high, your hips freely meeting the pressure of his fingers as you grinded onto his hand.
Only after they met an agreement did Obi-Wan turn his attention back towards the hologram beside him, and Anakin back towards you, him watching you from the corner of his eye.
“It seems like somebody's enjoying themselves” he teased as he copied your position, his body tilting to rest against yours as he slumped in his seat.
“I’ll kill you for that, Skywalker”
“Oh really? I highly doubt that” he teased, the rotation of his fingers circling in a new direction causing you to gasp under your breath, him finding your pleasure even more appealing, “You see, I think you enjoyed that more than you’re willing to admit”
Now struggling to contain your jolts of pleasure, you bit the inside of your mouth and squeezed your eyes closed as you hid behind your hand, Anakin's tone alongside the sensation of his breath against your ear not helping with your situation at all.
“All eyes on you, the threat of being caught” he whispered, his speed steady as your presence in the room began to blur, a knot building in the pits of your stomach as you neared your peak pleasure, “You were just about lapping that up, weren’t you?”
You couldn’t do any more than release the breath you were holding onto, Anakin sensing your closeness, him continuing his sultry words in attempts to bring you to the very edge.
“You want to speak so badly, let out exactly how good I make you feel, don’t you baby?”
Your knuckles now bone white from the clenching of your fists, your body slowly started to lose all control, your breaths shooting out in quiet bursts as your legs began to slightly shake. Your head felt as though it was spinning as you neared your climax, Anakin continuing to talk his way through to your quickly approaching bliss.
“You’re so close...” he said, his eyes dancing between his hand lost in your crotch beneath the table and the scenes playing out in front of him, his possessive side ensuring no eyes we’re on you as you came close to your orgasm, him wanting that moment to forever be for his eyes only.
“I know you want to let go, but you have to be quiet. Your sweet sounds are only for me, no one else. Gods, I wish I could hear them right now”
Egged on by his words and rapid movements, you were now on the very edge of your climax, the room around you complete shut out, the only attention you held being Anakin's voice and fingers as you reached your peak, about to fall into your highly anticipated bliss before all sensations came to a halt, Anakin's fingers slipping from between your folds and his words now only a fresh echo in your memory.
Your eyes shot open in immediate anger, you dropping the shielding hand from your face to scold the man beside you, onto to find him, as well as every other presence in the room now rising from their seats. Apprehensive and confused, the sounds of chatting now flooded your ears as the cloned men began exiting the room behind Obi-Wan, yourself now the only person seated while Anakin stood beside you, his face as smug as ever as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“We’ve been ordered to prepare for landing”
You slowly rose from your seat, body weak and emotions high as you glared him down, him letting out a chuckle as he began backing out of the now vacant room, “Hey! Don’t blame me, this is beyond my control. Besides, you can rid your pent-up frustration's out there on the battle field. Now let’s go”