Chapter 2

Months had gone by since Anakin had rushed into his Master's quarters at the beckon of his name. There were times it proved challenging to rid the image out of mind, Obi-wan writhing in pleasure, shouting his name. The immediate feeling that rose in the moment had been acute bewilderment and repulsion. The two of them had never mentioned the encounter and they both tried hard to ignore what felt like a massive mistake. It was easier now that the two of them no longer shared a living quarters. Since Anakin was bestowed with knighthood in the Jedi order he was given his own personal quarters, although he rarely spent time there. Most of Anakins time was devoted to the war effort, or spending time with senator Amidala. It was challenging to keep their marriage hidden from the council, but it was not optional. Both of their careers, the fate of the galaxy even, hung in the balance.

Anakin was arriving home for a short leave before his next assignment, and he could feel the need to rest and recover deep in his bones. Every victory left him emotionally and physically spent. Often times him and Obi-wan would collaborate in battle, and they had become a force to be reckoned with. With the list of victories growing, their faces quickly became holonet famous. Although they remained close associates mostly it was through necessity, Anakin resented the distance that had come between himself and Obi-wan. He had his own padawan to worry about these days, longed for guidance in how to teach Ahsoka in the ways of the force. Ever since the incident Anakin no longer felt free to approach his old Master. Obi-wan had grown aloof in their interactions and the shame was almost palpable. Obi-wan was like a father to him, and in that instant he felt like he had lost his mentor. There was too much loss in his young life to be able to bear loosing his master too.

Finally reaching Padme's apartment, he let himself in the door. It was early afternoon and more than likely that the senator was away on business for the next few hours. He reached the bedroom and kicked off his boots to rest. Even in her absence the bed sheets gave off her scent, lulling Anakin off into a sleepy daze. Finally after too long on the battlefront he could close his eyes.

Even in such a tired state he could not fully rest. The plight of being so distanced from his master was becoming more distressing over time. As his mind mulled over how to get past this barrier between them, those lewd images rose in his mind. They were always tough to escape once they surfaced. The thought of Obi-wan touching himself and yearning for him send odd feelings through his abdomen and shocks through his body, excitement mixed with disgust. The sensation confused him as he lay with his eyes wide open, afraid to think of the matter much further.

The door to the apartment slid open and Anakin sensed Padme enter the space. Thankfully she was rescuing him from those disturbing thoughts. He sat up on the bed as she walked into the room. "Ani!" She exclaimed happily as she rushed towards him with open arms, embracing him warmly. A much needed and welcomed distraction from everything else. "I didn't know you were on leave," She said, delighting in seeing her husband who was gone far too much for her liking.

"I wanted it to be a surprise"Anakin said nestling his head in her neck, inhaling her fragrance desperately as his lips grazed her porcelain skin. She was a drug that made him forget about almost everything else. His hands gripped her hips as he pulled her to straddle him, then exploring upwards to loosen the clasps of her clothing. Padme let out a giddy sigh of anticipation as she drew his face up in her hands to meet her lips. A hungry moan escaped Anakin as he freed her of her garments. He loosened his pants as she tore his tunic off of him exposing his perfect flesh beneath.

Sweeping her naked form up in his arms he laid her on the bed and positioned himself between her legs. His member was fully engorged, pulsating with pleasure and anticipation as he dragged his tip against her moist lips. She was already so wet for him, aching for him to fill her. He teased her like this for a moment as he took in her form. Delicate and soft, his eyes ravished her curves finally meeting her gaze. Padme's eyes were desperate and pleading... Just as Obi-wan's eyes had when-

"Oh Ani I miss you so much when you are away, I wish we never had to be apart" She said softy. Anakin lowered his body atop hers.

"I'm here now my love" Anakin said as he brought his lips to brush her ear. Padme gasped as he gently entered her. Anakin groaned softly as he was overtaken by the sensations of his body. It had been so long since he had been inside her the pleasure was overwhelming. He began to pump rhythmically as Padme wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him into her and grinding on his shaft. As she neared the apex she tightened around his girth, sending shock waves of pleasure through their bodies. Her arms wrapped around and clawed at is back drawing red lines. His arms drew around her torso drawing her closer, moving her body on his cock.

"Harder Ani!" She begged as he quickened the pace and began ramming her harder and more violently. They were both grunting and moaning liberally as they reached closer to orgasm. Anakin moved her to be on all fours as he entered her from behind wrapping one arm around to rub her clit and another to squeeze her breast. He wondered if this is how Obi-wan had wanted to have him...

Amidala clenched around him in orgasm as her body shuddered and reveled in the electric pleasure ripping through her body. "Oh Anakin, oh dont stop!" She pleaded as she rode the sensation. He thrust violently forcing her body down, moving his hands to her hips, guiding himself into her forcefully as he spilled his seed deep inside of her. Deep animal moans and gasps escaped his throat as his cock pulsed inside her. She made sounds of approval as the hot seed filled her enhancing her pleasure. He continued to weakly thrust inside her until his member softened and he withdrew, seed spilling out of her.

Both of them were panting from exertion as they moved to hold each other, winding down from the pleasure they had shared. Padme almost dared not ask, "When do you leave again?"

"I'm not sure my love, but i'm sure it wont be before too long." He said with undertones of disappointment. He wished he could escape just the two of them, but that would never happen, not as long as the war continued. They held each other and drifted off into a satisfying sleep.