A/N: I'm sorry guys but, I'm putting my other story 'Temptation' on hold until I'm finished with this story. I can't do both stories at the same time... It gets me confused. It's like I'm writing the chapter for 'Sexy Love' used for the story 'Temptation'. Sorry:)

Title: Sexy Love
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Sweet. Lovable. And lonely. Anakin and Padmé are in college, desperate to find love. They have different schedules and different classes. When they finally meet, sparks fly. AU Anidala.
Disclaimer: I made all this up. Copyright© of George Lucas.

Chapter III: At Last

Padmé sat quietly across from her mother and father at the dining table. Padmé sighed. She missed Anakin terribly. She picked at her food with a fork and bit her lips from time to time. Since Anakin went out with his friends, Kister, Millo, and Nicté, Padmé had gone off to her parent's home. Ruwee exchanged semi angry glances at Jobal, who just looked down and kept eating. "How come you didn't show up yesterday?" Ruwee asked his daughter as he took a bite. Padmé looked up from her plate and quickly made up a lie.

"I was…" She paused. "Studying."

Jobal smiled a little at this, knowing that was a huge lie. Ruwee knew the same. "I comlinked you, why didn't you answer?" He asked.

Padmé looked desperately at her mother. "My comlink was with"—

"Me." Her mother interrupted. "It was with me, darling." She smiled sweetly to her husband. Ruwee gave a frustrated sigh and pointed a threatening finger to Padmé.

"You had better not be with this boy," He said. "Or so help me you'll regret the day you met him." His face serious and fuming. Padmé dropped her fork, making a clattering sound against the plate and glared at her father.

"You can't tell me what to do anymore." She said.

"I am your father… you respect me!" Ruwee roared.

"I am 19 years old!" She stood up. "I'm not a child anymore!"

"I will not let you go off with no good piece of junk!" He too, stood up.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I haven't heard you say that about Palo." She said. "And he broke my heart!" She yelled.

"That is not in my matter!" He yelled back. "Palo was much more man than that pansy you call your boyfriend!"

All his boldness shrank under Padmé's scorn.

"Anakin is much more faithful than Palo ever was!" She shouted with tears in her eyes. "Unlike Palo, Anakin cares about me and I care about him!" She cried.

"I will not let you be with this ugly, conniving little liar!" He yelled.

"I love him!" She screamed.

A hard slap echoed the room as Ruwee breathed heavily. Padmé held the redden cheek and slowly sat back down. "Now listen and you listen carefully," He pointed a finger at her. "If I ever hear the two of you in a sentence together… your own life is at stake." He warned. Padmé sat there, fuming. "Understand?" He yelled. Padmé jumped and nodded timidly. Ruwee looked at Jobal who threw her napkin on her plate and left the table, shaking her head. Ruwee sighed and followed Jobal. Padmé slumped her shoulders. Surely he wouldn't kill her… would he? Shocked and afraid, she glanced at the japor snippet Anakin had given her a few days ago. She let out a shaky sigh and got up. This wasn't the first time her father had gone ballistic. Padmé grabbed her comlink from her bag. I'm never going to regret this.

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"What's wrong with Millo's girlfriend?" Nicté asked as Anakin and Kister exchanged amused looks. Millo was bringing his ladylove over to Anakin and Kister's dorm. Millo kept complaining why shouldn't they meet her but now… he's been having second thoughts.

"Nothing, nothing." Millo said quickly. "She's just, overjoyed." He popped open a can of Tatooine rum.

"She laughs at every single word he says." Kister chuckled as he took a swing of his drink.

"That pretty much summed it up." Anakin said. His comlink rang and Kister snatched it away from Anakin's fingers. "Hey!"

"Oh! Who is this? Your rich girlfriend?" He teased. Anakin slapped his head and grabbed the comlink from Kister's fingers.

"You scruffy looking… basturd." He murmured before answering the comlink. "Hello?"

Silence

"Hello? Someone there?" Anakin asked.

"Anakin?" A small voice answered through the other line.

"Padmé? Is that you?" Anakin asked as he left towards Kister's room for some privacy. "Wh-What's wrong?"

"Will you come over to my-my dorm r-room?" She asked nervously. "Tonight."

Anakin became concerned. "Yeah, sure."

"The door will be open." She replied.

He asked quietly, "Padmé?"

"Yes?"

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?" He asked.

Pause

"I'll tell you tonight." She said. "Bye, Ani."

"Good-bye." He pushed a button and bit his lips.

"Did she say anything?" Kister quietly opened the door and patted his back.

"No…" He started. "Do you think she"—

"Anakin," Kister placed his hand on his shoulder. "I doubt she'll do that."

"I got to go." Anakin left the room. "Later, Kister."

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As Anakin walked passed the dorm rooms CA190 to 220, he kept worrying about Padmé. Is she okay? He thought. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. He stopped in front of Padmé's dorm and let himself in. He looked around and closed the door. The room was dark and quiet, and Padmé was nowhere around. Anakin started getting nervous and walked slowly towards Padmé's bedroom. He opened the door, revealing a half-naked Padmé. Anakin's breathing shortened as Padmé stepped closer. Anakin stood staring at her gorgeous exposed bodice. A sheer nightgown stopped above her knees with matching black bra and panties. Anakin thought he had gotten the wrong dorm room number… with same furniture as Padmé… with a girl who has the same face as Padmé.

"Like what you see?" Padmé asked.

"Padmé." Anakin breathed. He hesitantly reached out to touch her. However, Anakin wasn't quick enough. Padmé grabbed his hand and led him towards the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed and seductively slid his finger in her mouth. Anakin panted. She kissed his palm and snaked the hand to her cheek. She closed her eyes and sighed. Anakin cupped her cheek and swallowed hard. Padmé reached up and slithered her hand behind his head. Anakin bent down and kissed her softly. Padmé laid back. Anakin followed and placed both hands on each side of her head. Padmé held on to his waist and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Padmé lightly bit his tongue and suckled. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her breast. Anakin broke the kiss and looked at the hand covering her breast. "Padmé," He said hoarsely. "Are you sure?" He asked.

Padmé nodded slowly. "Yes." She intertwined her fingers with his and kissed his lips soundly. "I want this more than you know." She whispered as she claimed his lips again. Anakin broke the kiss once more.

"Yes I do know but, whenever we come to this point…" He trailed off. Padmé, looking sympathetic, caressed his cheek. "I don't want to put up with the rejection again." He whispered. Padmé smiled and shook her head.

"No," She kissed him. "I need this."

"Are-are you sure?" He asked against her lips.

A chill went up Padmé's spine. "You don't want to…?" She asked, almost embarrassed. Anakin feverishly kissed her, regretting his doubts. Padmé linked her hands with his and responded to his anxious kiss. Without breaking the kiss, Padmé peeled off his shirt and ran her hands up and down his bare chest. Anakin separated the kiss and moved his lips towards her neck. Padmé panted and kissed his, now, exposed shoulder. Padmé moaned loudly when Anakin flicked his tongue into her ear and softly bit the lobe. She trailed a line to his neck and lathered it with her tongue. Anakin grunted when she bucked her hips again. Anakin stepped back to remove his jeans, only to find Padmé doing it for him. She unbuckled his belt and pulled them down. Her mouth went dry when she saw the bulge appearing under the offending garment. She slowly dragged them down and kissed his stomach. When his manhood sprang proudly from the nest of curls, she felt her mouth water with lust and desire. She hesitantly curled her fingers around the length and gently stroked it. Anakin threw his head back and growled in pleasure.

"Do you like that, Ani?" She whispered seductively.

Anakin looked down at the beautiful woman fondling his manhood. "Yes." He rasped. "Very, very much." Anakin widened his eyes when he felt a pair of warm lips enclosing around his cock. Padmé drew him deeper into her mouth. "This is your first time," He inhaled a deep breath. "Isn't it?" He asked. Padmé released him and looked up at him, with her hand still caressing him.

"Yes, I just wanted to try this." She replied. "Plus, I've seen this in your holovid." She added before taking him in her mouth again. Anakin knitted his eyebrows and continued to look down at her.

"You… of all people, watch holovid porn?" He asked/gasped as Padmé took him further into her mouth, suckling at the base. He made a sound of disappointment when she popped him free. "Hey…" He drawled. She giggled.

"I didn't exactly watch it," She started explaining while she kissed the tip of his length. He moaned. "You were watching it and when I came in, you were sound asleep." She finished as she kissed the head again. Anakin lifted an eyebrow.

"And?" He pressed. Padmé looked up, smiling.

"When I left your dorm, I took it." She confessed. Anakin smiled back.

"No wonder, I couldn't find it." He said. Her eyes flew back to the throbbing member in her hands. Just the thought of it inside her, made her excited and nervous all at once. "It needs to be loved, Padmé." Anakin whispered. "By you." He bent down and kissed her fully on the lips. He stood back up and watched her. She carefully considered his words and leaned forward to take him into her mouth again. She grabbed his hips and brought him closer. Anakin groaned with delight as she sucked him harder. Anakin looked down at her and grabbed her head, tangling his fingers into her hair. "Padmé." Anakin gasped. Padmé felt Anakin's grip going tighter but did not falter, she figured he was near the edge. She bobbed her head faster. Anakin closed his eyes tightly as she used her tongue to lick the tip. Padmé hollowed her cheeks as she sucked him as hard as she could. Anakin held Padmé's head firmly as he roughly spilled his seed into her mouth. Padmé greedily swallowed the warm goo and slowly moved her head up to free him.

Anakin slowly pulled her up to kiss her. Tasting his seed in her mouth, made Anakin's member grow hard again. Padmé broke the kiss and moved behind him. Anakin turned around to see Padmé undressing herself. She started with her visible nightgown, unbuttoning the buttons slowly. Never breaking eye contact, Padmé let the piece of clothing fall on the floor and turned around to take off the rest. Anakin just stood mesmerized. She looked over her shoulder then faced the wall. Padmé slowly unhooked her bra and slid the straps off of each shoulder. She held material with one hand and used the other one to pull her underwear down. Anakin's mouth went dry and had to lick his lips. Padmé collected her bra and panties with one hand and threw them to a smiling Anakin. He caught them then dropped them on the floor when Padmé ran her hands up and down her body.

Padmé stepped closer towards Anakin and replaced her own hands with his. Anakin smiled down at her and stroked her hips lovingly. Padmé grabbed the sides of his face and roughly pulled him down for a kiss. Anakin hauled her closer and moved his hands lower. Padmé squealed in delight when Anakin squeezed her buttocks. Anakin turned her over and they both fell on to the bed. Padmé felt his stiff member right above her stomach and rubbed his neck forcefully. A shiver went through Anakin and broke the kiss. He licked his way down to her cheeks, neck, and stopped at her breasts. He kissed them and moved lower. He kissed a trailed towards her navel and gently spread her legs. Padmé lifted herself by her elbows and watched him. Anakin feathery touched the brown nest of curls hiding her womanhood. Anakin glanced at Padmé, whom was panting heavily with her lips red and swollen from his kisses. Anakin grinned and leaned closer. He lightly licked the soft little nub and was rewarded by Padmé's whimper. He kissed it and gave soft licks. Padmé moaned in pleasure as he thrust his tongue into her.

"Ugh… Ani!" She groaned and grabbed a handful of hair. Anakin rubbed his lips between the little tight nub. He swirled his tongue around her entrance and dug deeper. Her walls clenched and unclenched around his tongue as he moaned whenever he'd taste her juices flowing. Padmé gasped loudly as she came. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders as waves of orgasms coursed through her body. Anakin kissed her mound once more before towering over her. Padmé, with hooded eyes, looked at Anakin. "Wow!" She exclaimed. Anakin dropped on the bed next to her. "How did you"—

"Holovids, Padmé." Anakin said. "Holovids." He repeated. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She slowly sat up and looked over at Anakin. Suddenly feeling nervous, Anakin sat up as well.

"So, this is it… right?" Padmé asked.

Anakin sighed. "Yeah," He started. "Unless, you don't want to."

Padmé smiled at him. "I want this." She whispered. Anakin leaned closer and kissed her softly. Anakin gently laid her back down on the bed and settled in between her legs. Padmé slid her arms around his neck and gently spread his lips. Her tongue explored his mouth as his brushed against hers. Padmé broke the kiss as soon as she found the head of his member touching her entrance. Anakin looked at Padmé, almost regretting coming to this point. Padmé nodded. Anakin bit his lip and slowly slid into her. Padmé whimpered and clawed at his arms. Anakin grunted in pain as her nails touched his skin. He slid as far as he can go and Padmé cried out in pain again. Anakin groaned when her walls gripped his cock firmly. Padmé gasped and sighed. She looked at Anakin and smiled warmly. Anakin grinned. Padmé bucked her hips and moaned. Anakin licked his lips and thrust his hips forward. Padmé sighed blissfully. Anakin gave a lop-sided grin and pushed his hips forward again.

"Mmmm, Anakin. Do it again." Padmé moaned.

Anakin smirked. "We have all night, Padmé."

Padmé looked up at him. "Again, Ani… again." She whispered. Anakin nodded and shoved into her again. Padmé's gasp formed into a groan as he plunged in her repeatedly. Padmé moaned with every thrust and Anakin licked her neck to keep from coming. Padmé gasped as Anakin leaned closer, grinding onto her, his pelvis stroking her small pebble. Padmé hung onto him and rolled her eyes back. Anakin kissed her cheek, neck, shoulder and ear soundly. Anakin's tongue parted Padmé's lips as her tongue dueled with his. Anakin filled the gap between them and enclosed his mouth over hers. A growl vibrated in Anakin's throat as he pounded into her, hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist, claiming him deeper than he already was. Padmé tried to break the kiss but Anakin kept her still. Her eyes widened when a fuming orgasm ripped through her body. Anakin parted from her and roughly sucked in a deep breath. Padmé panted and gasped for air while Anakin came. Anakin wheezed something but Padmé never caught it, she just held him motionless as Anakin stopped. Nothing but pants and gasps filled the air. Padmé sighed in relief as oxygen filled her lungs again. Anakin hid his hot face in the crook of her neck.

Anakin lifted himself by his arms and kissed her softly. "This is the happiest moment of my life." He whispered lovingly. She looked at him with tears swimming in her eyes. Anakin cupped her cheek. "What's wrong?" He asked. Padmé shook her head and smiled.

"Nothing…" She held back a sob. "This is also the happiest moment of my life." She chuckled. "I have never felt this happy in my whole life." She stroked his check lovingly.

"I love this moment, Padmé." He said, meaning every word. Padmé sobbed. "Don't cry, sweetheart."

Her heart melted when he called her that. "Ani, I'm not crying because I'm sad…" She wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing it. Anakin bit his lip.

"Why are you crying, Padmé?" He asked.

"Ani, I love you." She sobbed. Anakin parted his lips and stared at her in disbelief.

"Y-you love me?" He asked. Padmé nodded. "Since when?"

"When you gave me that japor snippet." She said, wiping the tears away.

He faintly smiled. "What? That was only four days ago."

"I know, but I have loved you ever since." She said. Anakin looked down and chuckled.

"Padmé, I love you." He confessed. Padmé widened her eyes.

"Since when?" She asked almost demanding. He tilted his head so he can kiss her. He pulled back.

"Since our first kiss." He stated. She crinkled her nose and he laughed.

"That long?" She asked.

"Yep." He laughed. "You know, you look very beautiful with me still in you."

She smacked him playfully and glared at him. "Shut-up, this might be the only night you got some." She lifted an eyebrow and laughed.

"Don't get platonic on me." He warned jokingly. "You can't cut me off now, I'm addicted now." He laughed.

"I'm sure you are, my horny nerd boy." She joked.

"Hey!" He accused. "I'm not that horny."

"Oh!" Padmé laughed as she kissed him fully on the lips. Her tongue parting his lips and his tongue playfully licking her lips. Anakin blissfully closed his eyes and rubbed his lips against hers. Padmé moaned as Anakin tangled his tongue with hers. Her lips spread wider as he stroked his tongue in her mouth. Anakin pulled back and smiled.

"I love you, Padmé."

Padmé's eyes watered. "I love you too, Ani."

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PLEASE R&R! I'M ON MY KNEES! (no really, I am)

-May