Show me your Light Saber

By: StarLightSuccubus

Prompts: Darth Vader, Storm Troopers, projector

Happy birthday Nina!

You are amazing. Thanks for everything you give to this amazing community! I wish I could wrap the Hot Bitch and give it to you, but I can't, LOL!

Thanks to my friendkyla713who beta-ed this for me.

Disclaimer: Everything Twilight related belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

I was Darth Vader.

Proud and standing straight, feeling powerful in my black disguise.

It started at the Star Wars convention.

My own worst nightmare and favorite fantasy wrapped around in one white package.

There she was, disguised as a Storm Trooper and everybody thought she was a he, but I knew better. Just looking at her, shaking her little sexy ass when she thought no one was looking.

I instantly knew I had to know her.

I instantly knew we were meant to be and I would live my Star Wars obsession with the girl of my dreams. Imagining that she was a brunette like Natalie Portman was wishful thinking; that would be the cherry on top.

I shared my fixation with this unknown Storm Trooper girl with Emmett and he laughed, his Chewbacca hair shaking with his hysterical trembling. I just slapped him on the back of his head as he made a comment about the possibility of her being an ugly chic.

I rolled my eyes because I knew she was perfect.

And on the fourth day of the one-week convention, a miracle happened.

I was strutting around, powerful strides full of pride. I was Darth Vader and everybody was in awe by my costume.

I passed the line where the people were waiting outside the theater to see The Clone Wars when I saw her. She was waiting in line, too; only she wasn't alone. Another Storm Trooper was hugging her as much as their costumes allowed. It made my blood boil because I knew this time that he was a he and he was with her.

At that moment I wanted to punch the fucker away as this unexplainable sensation ran through me. I didn't care if the guy was George Lucas himself, I still wanted to drag his sorry ass and attack him with my light saber.

However my impulses were controlled as he told her something and she nodded, watching him go into the men's restroom. I was just there, pride gone from my walking as I stared at her. Feeling my eyes on her back, her helmeted face turned to look at me. I was embarrassed at being caught staring and feeling a bit insecure as I couldn't see her expression.

But something wonderful happened; with one hand on her hip, she raised the other and motioned me with her finger. For a moment I thought the other Storm fucker was behind me so I turned around but there was nobody except a lame version of C3PO behind me.

As she saw I hadn't come, she stepped out of the line and walked toward me, her hips swaying seductively. I was frozen on the spot as she neared me. A shiver ran through my body as she leaned toward me, whispering over the clatter.

"I couldn't help but notice that you've been staring."

I just nodded, my breath labored and coming in strong pants, making the Vader characterization more real. Her voice was so sweet and sexy at the same time.

"Also, I couldn't help but notice how you wanted to take that light saber and shove it through Jake's neck."

"Jake?" This time I spoke as she piqued my interest. "The guy that was with you?"

"Yeah, we're kind of going out, but he's no Vader," she said with an even sexier low voice. The fucking costume was starting to get uncomfortable and I wished I wasn't wearing it right now.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yes, so instead of shoving your light saber through him, why don't we go somewhere darker and you can show it to me, that way I can fully appreciate it."

Fuck, now I was completely uncomfortable and hard. I gulped and nodded, pants still coming through my helmet.

She took my hand and dragged me. I couldn't concentrate on our direction because she was the only thing on my mind. The sexy Storm Trooper opened the door to an "Employees Only" room. Once inside, I noticed that we were in the projector's room.

However I couldn't look around or do anything else as I felt her hand traveling directly towards my weapon. I groaned as she caressed me through the costume. She was very forward and wanton and I was loving every minute of it. My hands came to rest on her, trying to take the helmet away.

Interrupting her task, she helped me and I got more excited as I saw what I thought was a flash of chocolate brown hair. Fuck, she was a brunette and her eyes and face and lips and cheeks were perfect, just as I had imagined.

"Beautiful," I gasped. She giggled as her hands resumed on her task, earning a low growl from me.

As I was going to take my helmet so I could kiss her beautiful neck and lips, she stopped me.

"No, please!" she begged, taking the obstructing large belt from my waist and resuming her commission, making it more comfortable for the both of us. "I've always wanted to fuck a sexy Vader like you."

"Fuck!" I said out loud as she pulled the tight pants from me, releasing my hard cock from its constraint.

"Oh my God, commando?" she asked as I grinned, only she couldn't see. "What a beautiful light saber you have here, Skywalker."

"Edward," I said, wanting to hear her say my name as I fucked her.

She wrapped her hand firmly around me, creating a delicious friction. I wanted to die, to come, and to marry her as I felt her beautiful lips on my tip. Slowly and wonderfully, she started taking me in her mouth, her tongue swirling around me as her hand caressed the base of my erection.

It had been so long since someone had done this to me and it felt wonderful. Her tongue, lips, and hands were driving me over the edge faster than I wanted to. I caressed her hair, slowly pulling her away from me as I wanted to make this last longer so she wouldn't be disappointed on the poor performance of my sword.

"Why?" she asked, her doe like eyes looking innocently at me.

"I want you now," I panted because my cock was aching to feel her wrapped around me. "Want to feel how wet you are for me."

"God, I am so..." She trailed off as I turned her around, making it easy considering we had our costumes on. I took the white plastic bottom from her, as my hand traveled to her clothed pussy. My cock twitched as I felt her soaked and eager.

"God, please Edward!" she begged louder this time, making me crazy with want as my name escaped from her luscious lips. I shoved her tights and panties forcefully from her. Clothes at her ankles, I bent her over and saw her glistening skin, welcoming and delicious. I took hold of my hardness and teased her entrance, earning another moan from her.

"Fuck, now… inside," she said incoherently. At hearing her words, I slid my cock inside her tight pussy, her muscles clenching around me. I stayed still for a minute, getting used to the wonderful sensation but she started pushing her hips toward me, making me mad with desire as I thrusted inside her over and over.

The feeling was awesome, our bodies dancing, pleasuring each other, bringing us to unimaginable heights. This was the fucking best convention ever.

I was so wrapped in the moment that when I opened my eyes and saw the reflection of The Clone Wars on her torso I froze. Looking through the small window on the theater I gasped in horror at what I saw.

The silhouette of Darth Vader fucking a Storm Trooper with long hair from behind was showing as people laughed and laughed, a loud knock could be heard on our door.

She cried of embarrassment, too.

My light saber no longer shining and standing still.