ME: Having just finished Shatterpoint and having no idea on how to adapt the events of that novel at the moment, here's a last minute steamy Valentine's Day fanfic.
With the InterGalactic Banking Clan now under the control of the Republic thanks to the fall of Scipio and the death of Rush Clovis, Chancellor Palpatine has vowed to undermine the Separatists economically. Without a source of loans, the Confederacy will suffer financially while the Republic will benefit from having exclusive access to the services of the Banking Clan.
(HoloNet News report following the Battle of Scipio)
Anakin was exhausted. Ahsoka was gone, Barriss had turned out to be the traitor who had framed her and had been imprisoned rather than executed thanks to the intervention of Palpatine, and just recently Clovis had sacrificed himself after throwing a hydrospanner into Anakin and Padmé's marriage. As a result, he had been more than ready to just sleep it off on his own.
However, Padmé had called him and convinced him to spend the night with her at her apartment in the Naboo Embassy.
Anakin consented; if nothing else, he was eager to put a number of events behind him, and an evening with his wife could do the trick. Plus he loved her cooking, which beat what the Temple offered.
The young Jedi Knight sighed as he entered the entry code into the keypad before entering the apartment. To his surprise, the lights were off. "Hey, Padmé?" he asked as he walked further into Padmé's apartment.
As the door sealed shut behind him, he heard her say, "Activate."
At Padmé's command, the lights came on. To Anakin's surprise, she was dressed in a slip but didn't seem to be wearing anything else.
"Hello, Ani," she said. "You seemed to be stressed after everything that went down on Scipio, so I made you your favorite meal."
Despite their height difference and his arousal, Anakin was able to keep his eyes fixed on Padmé's as he said, "Thank you, Padmé."
Supper turned out to be even more delicious than he had imagined. After the couple had finished eating, Padmé walked over to the bedroom before looking over her shoulder. "Don't you want desert, Ani?" she asked.
Anakin walked into the bedroom just as Padmé removed her slip. As he had guessed, she had been wearing nothing else under the undergarment. Anakin promptly began to strip off his robes, eager to make love to Padmé for the first time in a while.
The two kissed on the bed and engaged in foreplay for several minutes before Anakin positioned himself atop Padmé and entered her. She moaned in pleasure as he thrusted in and out of her, while Anakin grunted in happiness.
"Ani!" she screamed. "ANI!"
Anakin climaxed inside Padmé, collapsing atop her sweaty and content. For the moment, his troubles were forgotten.
Their lovemaking continued throughout the night. Afterwards, as Anakin and Padmé fell asleep together, new life began to grow with the young Senator.
ME: This is probably my worst lemon yet. I did this because I wanted to do a Valentine's Day fanfic and Ahsokafanboy1138 theorized Padmé got pregnant after Rush Clovis kicked the bucket.