Attack Ivy!

Anakin weighed his options, but it seemed best that he strike at the source of their predicament: Ivy.

He straightened his blade, braced his legs, and then leapt forward with the **** fueling a summersaulting jump meant to bring his saber down onto Ivy’s head. Anakin roared as he was launched, his blue blade a blur of powerful motion headed straight for his red haired target.

Ivy however, had no intention of being bisected by the attack, and leapt back, a thicker vine emerging from the trees to catch her mid jump. It wrapped around her waist to secure her before hoisting her up and off the ground into the trees.

“No you don’t!” Anakin growled, before squatting down and channeling the **** to leap up in a swift **** jump, catching up to Ivy’s vine and slashing at it with his saber. The plasma blade carved through even the thicker vine with ease, and with it severed, Ivy felt gravity grip her once more as she plummeted to the ground.

However, before she struck the hard ground, right beneath her landing site, an eruption of red pedals bloomed in almost an instant, and now sat a massive red and white flower that cushioned the gardeners fall. Ivy bounced off the flower and returned to her feet, brushing at her hair to straighten it again from the commotion.

Anakin landed as well from his jump, kneeling down to absorb the impact before standing ready again. Ivy turned to face him.

“Is that all you’ve got, Chosen One?” Ivy taunted, bringing her finger up and curling it back over and over to gesture him towards her.

-

Obi-Wan tried to shout out but the vine on his mouth kept him muffled while the rest kept him restrained. His arms were extended up past his head, his wrists bound together tightly as his ankles were now bound too. Then vines just kept further securing him, now his elbows and knees were wrapped up as well. Then, he felt a vine wrap around his waist like another belt, before starting to circle him again until it found his cock dangling between his legs. Despite all the excitement, it was still hard from the session he and Anakin had just had with Ivy. The vine didn’t waste the stiffness it found, wrapping around Obi-Wans cock and starting to gently squeeze at it.

The vine around Obi-Wans mouth barely managed to conceal a moan as the stimulation was intoxicating. Despite having just cum, his cock still felt so sensitive.. even more sensitive than it had before actually. What was happening…

Obi-Wan shook his head as much as the vine wrapped around it would let him as he looked down to see Anakin trying to cut Ivy in two. Always going for the direct approach it seemed…

Then his gaze moved to Ventress, similarly trapped against a tree but not dangling in the air like Obi-Wan was. Her arms were strapped down at her sides, her Lightsabers taken just as Obi-Wans had been. Her legs were bound to each side as well, kept open… and Obi-Wan saw at the vines were not only teasing him. The ones wrapped around Ventress’s legs twisted further up until they reached between her legs to find her pale pussy waiting. With a curious motion they probed at it, causing Ventress to shake with indignant fury only restrained by the mass of vines, before they then plunged further inside her. He watched her eyes go wide, could almost hear the same muffled moan he had made himself. Not once in his life did Kenobi think he would be jealous of a plant, but seeing them inside Ventress did the job. He could feel his cock harden more at thought of sliding inside the Sith Assassin, making her moan out in ecstasy to punish her for all she’s done… No, no he had to be getting hard from this vine stroking him. That was it… nothing more…

-

Anakin lifted himself from the ground and leveled his blade once more to resume his attack against Ivy. She was even more slippery than he thought, and this entire garden obeyed her commands. Getting to her wouldn’t be easy, but Anakin was determined.

“Let us go and I won’t have to hurt you.” He declared to Ivy.

“Hmmm let me think… No.” Ivy tapped at her chin for a moment before she leveled her hand palm out and in response a whole swarm of vines launched from the trees like pointed spears to ensnare Anakin.

The Jedi Knight only took a breathe, dragged his foot back to brace, and then launched his own hand forward with a powerful push with the **** to slam his power into Ivy’s approaching vines. Like ramming into a wall they vines, stopped, bent, and then shattered against the **** of Anakin’s power. The **** push kept going, launching all the way back at Ivy, who hopped up with it to be launched back, only to be caught by another vine descending from the tree line that now seated her like a swing.

“So much power, so much defiance, why? Is the Goddess’s gift so hard for you to accept, Skywalker?” Ivy inquired, resting her chin against her fist as she braced her elbow atop her knee.

“Your Goddess’s gift is nothing more than violation and debauchery.” Anakin spat back, readying his blade again.

“You didn’t seem to think so when you had my mouth around your cock. The Goddess offers Lust in abound, true, but also love and passion. Something your Jedi have taught you to fear, haven’t they?” Ivy countered back, her vine seat lowering her back to the ground where she begun to walk slowly towards Anakin.

“Quiet, I know this place tries to influence my thoughts. You will not control me.” Anakin declared, before he charged forward again with his blade leveled to impale Ivy.

Ivy continued to approach, even as Anakin was charging, but she twisted her fingers in a circular motion… and soon just beneath Anakins feet a pair of vines sprung out like snakes and wrapped around his ankles. A victim to his own momentum, Anakin fell forward and down to the ground as the vines gripped his ankles. He couldn’t afford to let himself be left ****, and twisted his body in a rolling motion onto his side to give him a window to slash at the vines around his ankles.

“Control you? We do nothing of the sort. We simply let you see what you truly desire, and grant the opportunity to take it.” Ivy said, still approaching and closing in now to the prone Jedi knight…

“Shut up!” Anakin shouted as he slashed the vines, his legs now free as she sprung up and thrusted his saber towards Ivy, keeping his gaze open for a dodge to correct his attack if needed… But none came.

The blue blade sank into Ivy’s stomach, a hissing gasp escaping her mouth as she stood there with her lips agape. Anakin paused, gasping himself, as he held the saber now jabbed through Ivy.

“What…?” Anakin whispered, confused and surprised at Ivy seeming to allow him to stab her.

“Let me show you her love.” Ivy declared, her hands reaching forward to grip at Skywalkers shoulders before she pulled him in and pressed her lips hard against his own. Anakins eyes went wide, his first instinct to try and pull back, but as Ivy’s lips connected he felt a warmth move from his mouth to the rest of his body… a small comforting feeling that made him want to remain where he was, like a warm blanket in a cold room.

The world around him seemed hazy now, wobbly even, as if it was in flux. All he had to do to destroy Ivy was pull his saber back and strike at her neck to sever her head… but he didn’t. He didn’t want to. Why would he? It would mean he’d have to destroy such a beautiful creature, to leave her warm loving embrace… That wasn’t something he wanted to do. He didn’t even want to fight her in the first place, he just wanted his friends to be free… but… were they even really in danger?

The blue blade faded back into Anakins saver hilt, and as it was pulled from Ivy’s stomach, the scorched hole it left was rapidly filled in with a green growth, healing it almost instantly.

Ivy lifted a hand to Anakins cheek, gently caressing it, as she watched the pink haze of her pheromones overshadow the Jedis eyes. She smiled as she saw his resistance fade.

“There, better already isn’t it?” Ivy asked, and Anakin nodded despite the fog his mind was now trapped in, at the mercy of this beautiful garden goddess.