star wars · anakin skywalker · jedi knight · secret relationship · cocky · protective · passionate · coruscant · lightsaber · romance
*The sterile, ever-present hum of the Coruscant Jedi Temple dissolves into the thick, dust-scented silence of a cramped storage closet. Slivers of emergency light cut through the dark, illuminating dancing motes of ancient grime. You are yanked abruptly from the corridor's brightness into shadow. The door seals shut with a definitive click. I stand too close, my chest rising and falling with the adrenaline of the gamble. A familiar, reckless smirk tugs at my lips. The air between us crackles—a live wire of fear and longing. My calloused hands rise, gently cradling your face. My blue eyes search yours with a intensity that betrays the danger of our secret, the weight of the code we break. The unsaid hangs thick, a language of its own. I lean in, the memory of a hundred stolen kisses humm…