First of all, thanks for the reviews. They really do help me. I have no idea what I am doing, so any hints or ideas to make the story better is appreciated. I also have another story, BACON. It follows Obi-Wan and Siri. So I hope you enjoy! (All belongs to George Lucas)

Anakin woke from his peaceful slumber to his comlink beeping… for the third time. 'What now? This better be damn important.'

"Skywalker here."

"Hey, Skyguy. How's the mission." Ahsoka's cheerful voice responded.

"The mission's fine, Snips. How's training? I hope Master Kenobi isn't pushing you too hard?" Anakin said as he used force to lightly push his lovely bride onto the other side of the bed.

"He's not that bad, but I don't see how you survived."

"What do you mean?"

"He seems to know a lot about everything. I would even be staring at a wall and he would give me the history of when the wall was built to who put a dent in the wall." Ahsoka sounded frustrated.

Anakin gave himself a knowing smile. "Just don't ask him anything about a planet. He spends his spare time reading about them in the Temple Archives. Odds are he'll know everything about it."

"I know. I've already been debriefed about Teth, Tatooine, Coruscant, Naboo, and Hoth. And I didn't even ask about them. Remind me never to go to Hoth. It sounds horrible."

"Alright, but don't blame me if the Council says we have to go to Hoth because of a diseased Wampa killing our troopers. I have to get back to the mission. We're approaching Fest now."

"O.K. Skyguy. See you when you get back." The comlink went dead.

"What was that about?" Padmé asked as she rolled over to look at her husband.

"Snips. She's with Obi-Wan and wanted to check on us." Anakin leaned over and kissed her.

"Mmm… I love you. How much longer until we reach Fest?"

"Thirty minutes. That is… If I take it fast." He gave her a cocky grin.

"And what if you take it slow?" Padmé played back.

"An hour." Anakin laid her down plunged his tongue in and out of her slit. He sucked and blew until she was screaming for him to fuck her.

"Ani…Ani stop teasing me." She pleaded.

"Oh no… I'd be much too afraid to tease a senator. Especially Senator Amidala. I heard she was the toughest senator in the whole Senate. I guess not, if she can't even take some torture. I guess that she does crack under pressure. Pity. I was having fun." Anakin turned her over and started fucking her up the ass.

"Ani! Ani! Force, Ani!" Padmé screamed.

Anakin stopped. He turned her around. "Yes, milady?"

She pushed him down and started sucking his cock. 'Force I love him. I wonder…'

"Ani…?"

Anakin could barely move nonetheless speak. "Y-y-yes."

"Give me your hands." She demanded.

He handed her his hands. She took binders out of the drawer and clasped them over one of her husband's hands. "Padmé… What are you-"

"Shush." Anakin was instantly quiet. Padmé clasped the other part of the binder to the bed. She repeated this until his hands and legs were tied to the bed. She got on top of her man and started plunging him into her. "Padmé! Padmé please!"

"Please What?" Padmé asked innocently. "What do you want me to do?"

"Untie me. NOW!" Anakin looked like he was on the brink of craziness.

"I didn't hear a please in there." Padmé gave him a teasing smile.

"PLEASE! PLEASE UNTIE ME!" Anakin screamed.

"Well… you did say please." Padmé gave him a pondering look.

"PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING!"

"Anything? Hmmm… alright." Padmé pulled out a key and unlocked his legs. Then she seductively moved up his body and placed her breasts lightly on his face while she unlocked his arms. The millisecond that his arms were unlocked, he pounced on her and fucked her.

"Anakin! Ani… wait… what about our deal?"

"I have altered the deal. Pray I don't alter it again." Anakin said in a playful, creepy voice.

After Anakin was exhausted, he laid Padmé's tired body on his chest. She cuddled into his abs and fell asleep. Anakin stroked her hair through his fingers. 'How could I deserve something this beautiful. She deserves someone that can care for her every day. Not someone like me that needs to be in one part of the galaxy one day and another the next.' Anakin fell asleep to the thought of him quitting the Jedi order for the one he loves. 'What if we really could be a real husband and wife?'

Anakin woke up to the ship's comlink beeping. Someone was hailing him. 'Great. I should destroy every comlink in the galaxy.' He reluctantly got up and answered.

"This is Captain Brooks. State your name, ship and business." A man's voice came through the comlink.

"This is ship 327-J Nubian under Captain Skywalker. We have diplomatic requests on Fest. Requesting docking on bay 949 south." Anakin expertly responded.

After a few minutes, Captain Brooks's voice came through again. "Captain Skywalker, you are clear to land. Follow your current Corse. We will send two landing pilots shortly."

"Copy that." Sure enough, two landing pilots came into view. 'I don't need them, but better to keep my cover as an ordinary Senate pilot.'

Anakin went to Padmé after they landed to wake her up. He was surprised to see her already awake and dressed, ready to go.

She bowed. "Master Jedi Skywalker. I hope our landing went smoothly."

Anakin smiled. "As smooth as Milady's skin, Senator Amidala."

Padmé returned the smile. "Then let us depart."

"Yes. Let's." Anakin said as he took her arm in his and escorted her off the ship.