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Hey folks, here's another chapter for my Clone Wars story, 'Fallen Jedi'.

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I first half of the chapter is from a Clone Wars story called 'Where Doesn't It Hurt', by the fanfic author 'ItsATrap101'

Warning: Kinky moments incoming!

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Shili, Lux's POV.

Several hours after me and Ahsoka spoke, after I arrived on Shili, I sat back in my bed. All I could do at that moment was lay in my bed, looking up at the ceiling, and cheekily think about my first love interest.

I was concerned that all my presence here did, was distract Ahsoka from her current path she was taking in life. But at the same time, I felt like this was something I needed to do.

I laid back, closing my eyes, and imagined her.

In my fantasy, I was in front of another door, at the age of 21, wearing an expensive tuxedo. My 'Soka was just behind me in age, but older nonetheless and more mature... in more ways than one.

And when she opened the door, she wore a sparkling silver-laced dress, which hugged her body in all of the right places. It had a skirt that covered her rump and upper thighs, but had no leggings, and every time she walked, the skirt flowed with her swinging hips, showing off her orange legs in all their fiery glory. Similar to her old Jedi bodysuit, her back was bare, as well as her graceful arms, and the top hugged her perfectly shaped breasts. It was tied up in the back of her neck by a single string.

I didn't know why she would dress this way. It was as if she was expecting me.

"Oh Lux, you finally came for me!"

'Finally?' He thought to himself, 'This isn't like her at all'.

My imagination was going crazy, and before I knew it, she pulled me inside by my wrist and I was plopped on the couch... I sat there, somewhat dumbstruck, and looked to the side as Ahsoka glanced at the flowers, mint chocolates, and wedding ring box I dropped.

She picked up the flowers, and gave a strong inhale, and lulled, "Are these flowers for me?" She asked ecstatically.

"Of coarse they are. Who else could they be for?" I asked.

She glanced over at him and smiled before she set the flowers down on the table, before she picked up the box of mint chocolates. She opened it up and looked inside. "Oh, they're shaped like little hearts... that's so cute!"

I started to laugh at the fact that this Ahsoka was much more girly and innocent than the one that I knew. But I shrugged it off, thinking that It wasn't important.

That's when she reached inside the box and popped one of the chocolates into her mouth. "Mmmmm!" She moaned, obviously enjoying the taste, "they taste so... so good," she said, seemingly lost for words.

This was un-like Ahsoka, but I was glad to see her happy.

"You think so?" I asked, stretching my arms out on the couch, and kicking my feet up on the table.

"I know so..." she said before she placed the box down on the table. Then she turned to face him, "But there is another 'taste' that has been denied from me for too long..."

I was dumbfounded and before I could assume any further, Ahsoka was straddling me. Our pelvis' met between us, causing an odd, yet welcome sensation down below. Her legs wrapped around my own, making me nothing more than trapped. Her arms coiled up my body and her hands found their way into my hair, before she started playing with it, and her breasts pressed forward, sliding back slightly against my tux.

"Ahsoka?" I got nervous at her behaviors. "Uh, this isn't like you."

Ahsoka giggled, "It wasn't before, but it is now... I was told that you were coming... I wanted to make your visit special." She said before she licked the shell of my ear, calming me down enough for her to get her way with me.

"'Soka..." A lascivious smile came on my face as I completely forgot why I was here in the first place. In my daydream, I was going to propose to her. But now, there was only one desire: Salacious lust!

"Do that again," I breathed out.

Ahsoka leaned in again. But this time, not to my ear, but to my face. She licked my lips, and curled her tongue as she exhorted her very 'un-Ahsoka-like' actions. She pulled back and rubbed my cheek, before putting pressure on my pelvis with her own.

"Mmh. Someone's getting excited," she said before she began to gently writhe on his hips.

Before I could answer, Ahsoka bent down and gave me another soaking kiss...

My eyes were closed, and I was on the brink of complete slumber, with every nerve in my body relaxing tremendously. Her lips were sticking to my top lips and she sucked on them with moaning joy, like it was a sticky toy that children played with.

But none of Ahsoka's actions were childish.

She leaned back, coaxing me to sit up and come forward for more. But she slammed my head back down hard against the cushions. She then arched her back forward, making her push her bust even harder against my chest. She pinned my wrists to the couch on either side of my head, and smiled before moving in for another assault. Her tongue was licking the crevice of my mouth slightly, asking for entry. I opened my mouth willingly, and her tongue came in with numerous and plentiful slurps as she gorged herself within the proverbial cave that was my mouth.

Her tongue was compressing my own, and I soon discovered an odd taste. It was sweet, sugary chocolate... then I realized that I was tasting the mint chocolates that Ahsoka popped into her mouth just moments ago. The minty chocolate now coated her tongue with a wondrous taste. I loved the taste of chocolate and Ahsoka's mouth. So now... I was getting the best of both worlds.

When Ahsoka leaned back, I opened his eyes and looked down... then I noticed that my shirt and coat were gone. I was confused. But then I deduced that Ahsoka must've taken them off when she was helping herself to my mouth.

Ahsoka smiled and continued to drink in the sight of my naked torso, and she began to rake her fingernails down my abs.

"Now, there is one more taste that I am dying to discover for myself."

My eyes widened, knowing exactly what she was hinting at. Her attention went to my belt as she started to loosen it. I grabbed her wrists with worry.

"Ahsoka, I... I'm not sure i feel ready for this."

She shook her head and gave me a toying smile. "But you do. You wanted this since we first met. You have been ready this whole time. I thought that you'd enjoy this."

"I... I enjoy this greatly, Ahsoka," I was becoming a victim to her again, but this time in a much different way. "I love everything about you-"

She cut me off. "Do you?"

"I will never stop loving you, but the fact remains that-" She smashed her lips against mine when I was least expecting it, her hands busy in my hair, and literally having a 'tongue-in-cheek' moment.

And like smoke, all of our clothes were off. My body hung on the thread of our bed, as if I was dead. But I wasn't dead. Only obsessively aroused.

Back outside my thoughts, I could feel myself straining against my trousers. I undid my pants, releasing myself from my prison. My mind was in chaos, as my imagination continued to act out my deepest desires.

I continued to imagine Ahsoka's nude body pressing against me, and I start stroking my erect cock. There's only so much I can take and I've been past my limit for quite a while.

I close my eyes, I don't even have to concentrate. The image of my orange-skinned crush with her bright blue eyes and fascinating Lekku comes quite naturally to me. And her breasts, of course, her plump orange breasts, which look much bigger because of her slender waist and framed in perfectly by her head-tails. Her breasts that I can only imagine feel so soft when pressed against my body.

I lean back and imagine being embraced by her.

'We can't 'Soka! I don't think I'm ready for this.'

'Oh?' I hear my imaginative Ahsoka interject, "Are you sure about that? Face it, Luxie, you want me very, very badly."

I imagine us in this very bed, embracing, kissing. No, not on her cheek, I go for her lips. And I stroke her Lekku as I gaze deep into her blue eyes, while she's stroking every different part of my body, moaning my name repeatedly in pleasure.

I imagine her arching her back as she pulls herself up at me, pushing her perky breasts into my chest and wrapping her legs around me. She's slowly letting herself glide back down until her crotch brushes against the tip of my hard cock. She gently grasps with one hand, then slides lower.

"'Soka!"

I inadvertently call out for real. My dick twitches, then spurts as I finally release the tension I felt for so long with a groan.

Yes, my body feels great...

But I feel a certain disgust with myself.

I masturbated ... to my crush.

'I originally fell in love with her because she was a brave and kindhearted warrior. So how could I so easily fall to such a basic lustful desire?'

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Ahsoka's room.

The next morning, after she and Lux spoke last night, Ahsoka paced back and forth in her room, while wearing a tight long-sleeved purple cotton pajama shirt that hugged her torso incredibly well, and a matching pair of pajama pants that hugged her lower half just as nicely. Every second she started thinking, it wasn't about the war, or the jedi, or her recent betrayal, or even about potentially reuniting with her family.

All she could think about was Lux... who she saw was outside her window, speaking to a hologram of someone, possibly an assistant.

She leaned onto her window sill, and looked down at him, and then sighed. 'What I would give to have a normal life with him'.

But then Ahsoka snapped out of her daydream and growled in frustration.

"Wake up Tano!" She said to herself. "You'll never have a life with him, so why even bother swooning?"

'But he is really handsome, and smooth. I think the two of us would make a cute couple', a voice said in the back of her head.

"Mmm hhmm," she hummed to herself as she leaned back down on the window sill, and looked back outside the window at Lux. "Wait, what?" Ahsoka asked herself. "No! Come on. This isn't the time to start a relationship. Especially with someone that broke my heart".

'Ahsoka, why don't you two just get together. He poured his heart out to you last night and you're still on the fence,' Ahsoka's conscious lectured.

"I know, it's just-it's just that I don't know if I can bring myself to say yes. I left Coruscant to leave my old life behind. I'm afraid it'll keep me back," Ahsoka explained. "Or worse," Ahsoka trailed off.

But her conscious wasn't going to give up on her.

'Ahsoka. Listen. You might have had a painful past, but you can't allow that pain to dictate the rest of your life. You have to embrace what has happened and draw strength from it. And you can't just abandon everything from your old life. You have to understand that you will never truly leave everything behind. Your old beau has come to rekindle that warmth that you've both felt whenever you were in the same place. Think of his being here as a sign of good fortune,' her conscious said.

Ahsoka looked back down at Lux, who put his hologram away. Then he looked around, as if he was confused. Then he looked up at her window, and caught a glimpse of her. He cracked his signature dreamy smile and waved.

She froze in fear. But then she felt herself wave down at him. After a few seconds of meeting his gaze, she turned away from the window.

She smiled and coiled her arms around herself. Then she sighed.

"Okay," she said softly as she began to slowly undress, and put her cotton pajamas in a hamper, "okay ..."

Now naked, Ahsoka went through her closet and looked through the selection of dresses she had, in preparation for the banquet tonight... which Lux was also attending.

She stopped for a moment. She sat down on the bed and laid down. She lifted a pillow with the force, and out of boredom whirled it around a bit. How would Lux treat her if they were together... in bed. Would he be gentle? Rough?

She thought about how shy and meek he seamed, but also charismatic and smooth at the same time.

Then she smiled warmly.

Gentle.

But part of her wanted Lux to be rough, making her shiver in anticipation.

The young togruta found that she did indeed yearn for the Onderonian Senator's touch with a passion that she had not allowed herself to feel when she had still been with the Jedi.

Ahsoka stopped the pillow she was whirling around and put her hands over her head, sticking out her chest towards the ceiling. She squirmed as the pillow levitated down, no more than a few inches from touching her breasts. Imaging that it was Lux, she quivered when the soft thing brushed against her chest, then she pushed the pillow down onto herself.

"Mmmmh, Luxie!" She exclaimed, then hugged the pillow and laughed as she rolled around on the bed.

She kissed the pillow and placed it between her legs, then she brushed her hands over her breasts before she started massaging them, surprised at how hard her nipples had become.

"Love me, Luxie," she moaned before she started rubbing her thighs together, making the pillow rub against her crotch. She imagined Lux pressing down on her, pushing her into the bed, where he would proceed to grind against her, all while kissing her passionately.

After a few minutes and rubbing the pillow between her thighs, she changed positions, sitting upright and straddling the pillow, all while continuing to brush her clit against it. Shivers went up her spine as she began a rhythmic rocking motion with her hips.

'If Lux really came in here, and saw me humping my pillow ...'

The thought made her shudder, and she began to move her hips more violently.

The pillow felt nice. But imagining that it was Lux felt nicer.

She bit her lips as she continued grinding on her pillow. A lump in the folded pillow was positioned perfectly, and shocks went through her body as she brushed her clit against it.

"Luxie!" She gasped out loud, before throwing her head back. Her head tails began to sway wildly with her movements, and her breasts made an enticing bobbing motion with every bounce.

Ashoka's breath goes wild, and her mind blank.

"Luxieeee... Nhaah!" She exhaled forcefully before her body shuddered, and she twitched as ecstasy ravaged her mind. It was then she realized that she would definitely have to change her panties... and maybe even the pillow case.

A bit woefully, she threw the pillow back to its original place. She didn't want to touch herself, she wanted to be touched, she wanted to truly be loved by the fair-skinned Senator, who first taught her to love others the way she was never supposed to; pretending just would not cut it.

She shivered with anticipation.

The banquet was tonight, and she was told to prepare. So that's what she would do. After picking out her dress, one that she knew would get Lux's attention, she showered. But she didn't get dressed again.

Then she went over to the bed, placed the pillow from earlier onto the bed - after changing the pillow case - and laid face down into it, and snuggled.

As she looked forward to the night ahead, before dozing off, the nude Togrutan smiled.

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That was part 6 folks.

I hope that you all enjoyed.

Anyway, until next time as always, this is Grubkiller, over and out.