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starwarsficfestTitle: Dulling the Edges
Author: Wendy/![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: NC-17
Word count: 688
Summary: Prompt for July 3rd: OT, Darth Vader and the Emperor: You belong to me--Fire.
A/N: I cheated--this is actually inter-trilogy :) And I'm not sure if the prompt-submitter meant for the two to be a pairing but that's where my mind went with it.
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He still missed her. The passage of time had transformed this particular pain from blaze to ember, but it was still there, never completely extinguished. Although it was prone to flare up unbidden at inopportune moments, mostly he was able to control it.
He had learned what the price was for not controlling it.
Presently, alone in his chambers, he allowed himself to slip into a bittersweet reverie. He remembered his wife's gentle touch, her musical laughter, the way her love for him lit up her whole face when she looked at him…until that last fateful day, of course, when she had betrayed him. You should have stood by me, Padmé. I loved you so much. This empire could have been yours. Ours. Things would have been so different.
And then he waited.
He didn't have to wait long.
* * *
"You disappoint me, Lord Vader."
Now in the throne room, Darth Vader kneeled before his Master with bowed head, his guilt and shame flowing freely into the Force. "I am sorry, my Master."
"Your apology means nothing," hissed Darth Sidious, his yellow eyes glittering menacingly. "After all I've done for you, you should be grateful to me."
Vader's reply was cut off by a quick but powerful jolt of Force lightning that toppled him backwards. He did not cry out or moan, or attempt to deflect it. He simply lay there, his panting amplified by his respirator, watching the slow, sick smile crawl over the emperor's twisted face.
"Assume the position."
A familiar rush of excitement rippled through Vader at the command. He turned himself over and lowered his pants to his knees. He could hear the rustling of Sidious unfastening his own pants, could feel the sexual energy permeating the room.
"You want this, don't you," purred Sidious as he crept up behind him. "You're aching for it. Say it." A gnarled finger poked at Vader's ass.
"Yes," he managed to pant. "Yes, Master, please…"
"Please what?"
Yes, he must play the game. "Please fuck me." He had requested this so often there was little humiliation left in the begging.
"Why should I?"
That response dumbfounded Vader for a moment. "Because…because I want you to…"
"Oh?" snarled Sidious. "Is that reason enough?"
"P-please... Master..."
A blaze of excruciating pain seared through Vader as Sidious quite suddenly complied with his request. Every angry thrust yielded a fresh burst of electrifying agony. He cried out raspingly, incapable of producing anything louder than a garbled moan drowned out by his master's cackling. His mind registered words intermingled with the laughter. He couldn't distinguish them through his haze of overwhelming sensation, but he knew their meaning.
Vader relished his penetrator's passion. When Sidious claimed him as his own in this primeval manner, nothing else mattered. His failures, his weaknesses, his frustrations with his body's limitations...they all melted away. There was only this: pleasure-laced throbs of pain and possession. He could feel how much enjoyment his scarred form was giving his master. The emperor was inside of him, their bodies were joined -- he wasn't alone. For this moment, at least, they were one flesh.
And then it was over. Sidious withdrew his cock as brusquely as he had inserted it. He retreated to his chair, leaving Vader writhing on the floor. "You're pathetic," he sneered. "Now get dressed and leave me be."
He'd grown accustomed to being dismissed in this manner; the words did not sting him. And he knew better than to mention the fact that he wasn't yet sated. Vader fumbled with his clothes, wincing and panting, his whole body aching. The pain was of little concern, as he would later summon a medic to dull the edges for him.
But not yet. Vader needed this.
Someday he wouldn't. He would sit on his master's throne, smug in his own omnipotence. Vader turned around at the entranceway to bow in farewell to Sidious, but the other Sith had swiveled his chair around to face the expanse of transparisteel, rendering the gesture unnecessary.
Vader headed for his chambers, extinguishing what remained of his arousal with every painful step.
Author: Wendy/
luminationsRating: NC-17
Word count: 688
Summary: Prompt for July 3rd: OT, Darth Vader and the Emperor: You belong to me--Fire.
A/N: I cheated--this is actually inter-trilogy :) And I'm not sure if the prompt-submitter meant for the two to be a pairing but that's where my mind went with it.
~
He still missed her. The passage of time had transformed this particular pain from blaze to ember, but it was still there, never completely extinguished. Although it was prone to flare up unbidden at inopportune moments, mostly he was able to control it.
He had learned what the price was for not controlling it.
Presently, alone in his chambers, he allowed himself to slip into a bittersweet reverie. He remembered his wife's gentle touch, her musical laughter, the way her love for him lit up her whole face when she looked at him…until that last fateful day, of course, when she had betrayed him. You should have stood by me, Padmé. I loved you so much. This empire could have been yours. Ours. Things would have been so different.
And then he waited.
He didn't have to wait long.
* * *
"You disappoint me, Lord Vader."
Now in the throne room, Darth Vader kneeled before his Master with bowed head, his guilt and shame flowing freely into the Force. "I am sorry, my Master."
"Your apology means nothing," hissed Darth Sidious, his yellow eyes glittering menacingly. "After all I've done for you, you should be grateful to me."
Vader's reply was cut off by a quick but powerful jolt of Force lightning that toppled him backwards. He did not cry out or moan, or attempt to deflect it. He simply lay there, his panting amplified by his respirator, watching the slow, sick smile crawl over the emperor's twisted face.
"Assume the position."
A familiar rush of excitement rippled through Vader at the command. He turned himself over and lowered his pants to his knees. He could hear the rustling of Sidious unfastening his own pants, could feel the sexual energy permeating the room.
"You want this, don't you," purred Sidious as he crept up behind him. "You're aching for it. Say it." A gnarled finger poked at Vader's ass.
"Yes," he managed to pant. "Yes, Master, please…"
"Please what?"
Yes, he must play the game. "Please fuck me." He had requested this so often there was little humiliation left in the begging.
"Why should I?"
That response dumbfounded Vader for a moment. "Because…because I want you to…"
"Oh?" snarled Sidious. "Is that reason enough?"
"P-please... Master..."
A blaze of excruciating pain seared through Vader as Sidious quite suddenly complied with his request. Every angry thrust yielded a fresh burst of electrifying agony. He cried out raspingly, incapable of producing anything louder than a garbled moan drowned out by his master's cackling. His mind registered words intermingled with the laughter. He couldn't distinguish them through his haze of overwhelming sensation, but he knew their meaning.
Vader relished his penetrator's passion. When Sidious claimed him as his own in this primeval manner, nothing else mattered. His failures, his weaknesses, his frustrations with his body's limitations...they all melted away. There was only this: pleasure-laced throbs of pain and possession. He could feel how much enjoyment his scarred form was giving his master. The emperor was inside of him, their bodies were joined -- he wasn't alone. For this moment, at least, they were one flesh.
And then it was over. Sidious withdrew his cock as brusquely as he had inserted it. He retreated to his chair, leaving Vader writhing on the floor. "You're pathetic," he sneered. "Now get dressed and leave me be."
He'd grown accustomed to being dismissed in this manner; the words did not sting him. And he knew better than to mention the fact that he wasn't yet sated. Vader fumbled with his clothes, wincing and panting, his whole body aching. The pain was of little concern, as he would later summon a medic to dull the edges for him.
But not yet. Vader needed this.
Someday he wouldn't. He would sit on his master's throne, smug in his own omnipotence. Vader turned around at the entranceway to bow in farewell to Sidious, but the other Sith had swiveled his chair around to face the expanse of transparisteel, rendering the gesture unnecessary.
Vader headed for his chambers, extinguishing what remained of his arousal with every painful step.
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Date: 2008-07-04 03:50 am (UTC)...he wasn't alone.
That really got to me.
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Date: 2008-07-04 04:04 am (UTC)Anakin/Palpatine is my OTP, actually, but I've never actually done the Vader/Sidious version of them.
Because in my little world, Anakin turns Palpatine GOOD and it's all fluffy bunnies and rainbows and RotS never happens.no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 03:58 am (UTC)You made me imagine a partially unclothed Palpatine! And the unclothed part is something I'd NEVER want to see!
Poor Vader.
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Date: 2008-07-04 04:06 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-07-04 04:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 05:04 am (UTC)As for Palpatine... I have to admit, I much prefer pre-disfigured!Palps.
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Date: 2008-07-04 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 04:41 am (UTC)Well, I loved this fic mainly because PROBABLY this could have happened if Anakin still had his old beauty he used to have before the Battle of Mustafar, I think. *nods firmly to self*
BTW, I found an online doujinshi about Palpatine fu*king burnt Anakin ( still beautiful, though ) last year though I could not read it properly - I just . . . couldn't, because it was too "graphic and detailed". ^_^;
Anyways, Arigatoh for sharing this dirty but wonderful A/P fic ! :D
PS. Can you tell me something I don't know and have been meaning to ask ? How do you cross out what you have written here on LJ ? - especially in a comment ?? :{
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:03 am (UTC)And I figure Palpatine can use dark side tricks to enhance his sex life if he has to. *snicker*
Too graphic? For YOU? Must be really bad!!!
Thank you for commenting, sweetie! And let me see if I can get this to show up right... to do the "strike through" (
like this) you type < s > at the beginning of the word/sentence/whatever and then < /s > at the end, only leave out all the spaces. Try it!no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 05:49 am (UTC)sYou still remember the dujinshi that is to be beta'd ?/s
Did I do it right ?
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:50 am (UTC)Where did I go wrong ? *cocks her head to the side*
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:51 am (UTC)THERE !no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 05:52 am (UTC)*looks UP at you and bows!*
Sakura ~ *
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:54 am (UTC)You still remember the doujinshi that is to be beta'd, by the way ?no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 05:55 am (UTC)Yes! Waiting patiently for it like a good little Jedi. ...or like Palpatine waiting to conquer the galaxy. lolno subject
Date: 2008-07-04 06:05 am (UTC)*MEEPS!*
Um . . . well, I'll have to ask the person who's going to beta the doujinshi roughly WHEN it'll be done - very, very politely, that is.Just read an article on the online that Watermelon juice has libido-boosting effects similar to the Viagra. *grins* But one has to eat SIX THICK SLICES to make it work so . . . uh, he'll be likely to pee MORE than usual. :P
Well, I could recommend Vader to try it, though. XD
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Date: 2008-07-04 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-04 05:52 am (UTC)Good job!
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Date: 2008-07-04 08:16 am (UTC)And this fic shows that Sidious and Vader have learned how to stay somewhat in the swing of things regarding sex. That last part about Vader walking down the hallway, desire fading with each step, was memorable. I'd wondered how burned Vader was, because he was lying face down as he crawled up the superheated slope without his suit, still in his Jedi clothing, must have hurt something awful when the clothing smouldered down there and then gave way.
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Date: 2008-07-04 02:55 pm (UTC)Thank you ♥
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Date: 2008-07-04 08:41 am (UTC)It was full of emotion and loss and bitterness and power- just what the pairing should have in it! I esp like the start when he is reminiscing about Padme - it's a great contrast.
*enjoys, for fish*
Sealgirl
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Date: 2008-07-04 02:58 pm (UTC)Thank you! I have to wonder when Vader managed to not think about Padme at all, if ever. (Twenty years is a long time, yo)
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Date: 2008-07-05 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-05 03:58 am (UTC)Heeee, it's okay to think it was sexy. One of the comments on my journal said it was hot, and she's
relativelysane ♥no subject
Date: 2008-07-05 09:08 pm (UTC)and i totally had them as a pairing when i submitted this prompt XD And this is so good! in a creepy, very wrong way. which is, of course, how i likes my vader/palpy porn. creepy and wrong.
Yay again! i am so happy!
<3 <3 <3 Ru
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Date: 2008-07-05 09:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-05 10:01 pm (UTC)I too consider everything after RotS to be OT. Why isn't inter-trilogy abbreviated as IT, I wonder?
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