Hey.. Sorry this took so long.. Me and my date for sadies have been having
a lot of trouble with planning stuff for Sadies!! but here it
is!............
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Vorsha stalked the corridors of their underground palace, this whole wing of the palace belonged to him, and well, now Padme. Vorsha made his way to the quarters where he left Padme. His quarters. When he entered the room, he saw the bed sheets that lay astray on the floor, hanging off the corner of the bed, and the pillows, indented and thrown aside on the bed.
He looked across the room, at the Vanity, with its lights on, drawers open and make-up containers sitting spread across on top. He walked over to look at the mess that lay atop the surface. The brainwashing worked well. He picked up a stick of eyeliner, that laid on the Vanity, it was clearly wore down and heavily used. Just like I wanted.
He walked across the room, further and saw the bright light coming from the open closet door. When he entered the closet, he smiled at the recognition of the dark dresses he chose for Padme, earlier that week. There wasn't one of a lighter color. Even the train suits and jumpsuits were black. It would be the only color she was allowed to wear, not that she would question his judgment, and decide otherwise.
"My Empress." He stated as he saw her come out from behind a rack of gowns that hung in the abnormally huge closet. She was wearing a long black flowing gown, that fit her thin curves perfectly.
Padme stared hard at the man standing in front of her. She stopped in her place to gather her courage, put on a seductive smile, and then continued on her way. She walked right past him, and into the dimly lit bedroom. She purposely her hand against his as she walked by, sending chills of disgust up her spine, and chills of pleasure up his. Her sweet perfume was candy to his senses, and he trembled as she flowed past. He spun around to see her continue to walk through the room and to the Vanity, and look at herself in the mirror. He was savoring her beauty.
He walked up to her as she sat staring at herself in the Vanity mirror.
"You look perfect." He bent down to her.
"Thanks you, my Emperor." She replied, staring at his reflection in the mirror. " I do my best to impress you, and make you satisfied." Padme tried to answer back in an accent, she recalled, hearing in her new memories. She hit it perfect, and broadened Vorsha's smile. She hated that smile, she cursed her self silently for what she said. She cursed herself for pretending to love him. She cursed herself for what she is doing to Anakin.
"Is it time for dinner?" She tried to get off the subject of her.
"It is." He answered her back. "But it can wait. I'm not quite starving for food yet." Vorsha looked at her reflection and then dove in and kissed the small of her neck, leaving burning red marks across it.
"DON'T!" Padme shouted. "We should wait; eat first. Food gives us energy." She saved herself.
Good one Padme! She though to herself. Why don't you just tell him you remember everything!
At her comment Vorsha couldn't help but let out a huge smirk. His emerald green eyes sparkled with life, "You dare tease me?"
"If I must." Padme replied looking back in the mirror.
He saw her staring back at herself in the mirror, he watched her, smooth of invisible lines on her face, brush stay hair from her eyes, and touch up her make-up. When she just stopped and stared, Vorsha bent down, and his reflection, gleamed, darkly next to Padme's. He looked at the mirror, the reflection that he saw, was what he was hoping for the past weeks.
"We look perfect together." He turned his head slightly toward her direction.
Padme froze for a moment, staring at the reflection, she then immediately peeled out of his stare, afraid of what might happen if she stayed put. "We should get going, before the food gets cold." She turned toward him.
"Yes, my Empress." He nodded his head to her and he walked out of the room going to the dining quarters, holding her as close as he could by the waist.
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Anakin had followed his senses and was now clearly away from the meadow. He knew he wasn't near Padme yet, but he didn't exactly know where he was. He was busy looking at his surroundings when he finally sighed in frustration.
"Anakin? Did you et us lost?!" Obi-Wan walked up to him trying not to set him off.
".....Not really Master." Anakin answered in a surprisingly soft tone. He looked back at Obi-Wan and his eyes were the sexy clear blue crystal color they were before. "We are getting closer though Master."
Obi-Wan didn't reply to him he just walked back to Starr and nodded his head, trusting Anakin's judgment. HE walked up to Starr and pulled her close after watching Anakin reach back into the Dark side of the Force, trying to get to Padme quicker.
He's right Obi-Wan told Starr through the Force. I can feel it.
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Padme sat quietly through the unusually comfortable dinner. Vorsha had no clue she was faking the memories. That was a good thing; Things were going her way. But she knew that the sooner Anakin got there the better. She didn't know how much longer she could Vorsha and his needs off, he was going to start to suspect something soon. She knew that she probably wouldn't be able to hold him off past tonight, and she tried her best to stall throughout the dinner.
She tried to savor every bite she took, slowing everything down, she would take small bites and wait for time to tick away. After a while Vorsha began to watch her every move. It almost looked like he was fascinated, like he had never seen someone eat before. To Padme it was horrible, she hated people watching her eat.
Vorsha just sat there, his plate completely emptied and he just stared at her like some kind of God. She actully began to feel sorry for him after a while, he was completely head over heals in love with her, and she was only yanking at his heart to get out and back to her real love.
When Padme had finally eaten her share, and wasted as much time as she possible could, she looked back up at the still onlooking Vorsha. His eyes were emerald green eyes were shining vibrantly in the candlelight. The only thing that even seemed to be human to Padme were his eyes. You could tell so much from a persons eyes, and she could see right through his. She could see that his whole life he had been lied to, and Palpatine convinced him he could have anything he wanted. She could see he had a hard and confusing life, and now she really felt sorry for him.
What are you thinking! If he could get ANYTHING he wanted, that means he wanted to do the horrible things to me! Normal people aren't like that!
"Shall we retire milady?" Vorsha hinted raising his brow.
Padme just smiled her fake smile and gracefully walked over to him, trying to distract him, with her beauty that she knew he got lost in. "Not yet." She whispered in his ear. "I want to torture you a bit more."
Another smirk came across his young face. "Well, aren't you the naughty one." He stood up and put his arm around her waist again, leaving the mistreated servants to clean up the mess he had made at dinner. Feeling his arm around her made her want to scream, it was the worst thing she had ever felt, and the fact that it was supposed to be a loving touch, and was the complete opposite, just made it worse.
"You have no idea." Padme whispered back avoiding eye contact. She felt him pull her closer to his side and she turned her eyes further away from him, she knew that he would be able to tell her rejection if he saw her eyes. He just pulled her closer, feeling love and pride, everything he had ever wanted in his life.
"I want to get my strength back." She spoke facing him this time.
"We could go to the training room then, get you up to date on your saber skills. That is, if you don't mind practicing with me?" He pulled her to a stop just as they were about to turn the corner. "We do need to get your dark side powers increased."
"Fine with me." She smiled back at him. "I could see know one better to practice with than you my love." She lied through her teeth. Yea right! I could think of a thousand people better to practice with!
Padme really didn't want to practice using the Darkside, and not to mention with Vorsha, but if it meant she could keep her clothes on and Vorsha a safe distance away, she was all for it. "Let's go then, shall we?"
"Of course." He agreed. "Although, I want it to be a fair challenge, and these gowns will only confine some of your powers." He hinted looking down at her gown.
"I'll go change then." She walked off in front of him and went to their shared quarters. Vorsha waited out side the rooms door rather impatiently, wishing he could skip the practice and be in the confined room with her. He would have preferred to be in there, but he wasn't complaining, he knew eventually he would have her completely.
Padme walked out of the bedroom quarters, wearing the dark black jumpsuit almost the exact design to her one she wore on the battle of Geonosis. Her black locks were brought up in a simple pony tail her shorter layered locks already falling gracefully to the sides of her face. He ebony colored shined vibrantly in the overhead lights. Padme had swore to herself when she was younger that she would never dye her hair, but she was beginning to like the black color that it now was, and she even got a little attached to her reddened eye color.
"Lets go.." Vorsha intertwined his arm with hers. He started at her like it was the first time he had ever seen. His first sight.
I hate that look! Padme continued to let him hold her as they walked to the training room. Great... Two of my favorite things... Padme thought sarcastically to herself as the entered the hallway that the training room was attached to. Saber training and Sith!
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Well its not that short is it? Its a little longer right? ..... The A/A reunion ... Although it might not me all hugs and kisses ::Hint hint clue clue... nudge nudge wink wink::
..... Will be here in about... Oh.... A few days! Please review!!!!
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Vorsha stalked the corridors of their underground palace, this whole wing of the palace belonged to him, and well, now Padme. Vorsha made his way to the quarters where he left Padme. His quarters. When he entered the room, he saw the bed sheets that lay astray on the floor, hanging off the corner of the bed, and the pillows, indented and thrown aside on the bed.
He looked across the room, at the Vanity, with its lights on, drawers open and make-up containers sitting spread across on top. He walked over to look at the mess that lay atop the surface. The brainwashing worked well. He picked up a stick of eyeliner, that laid on the Vanity, it was clearly wore down and heavily used. Just like I wanted.
He walked across the room, further and saw the bright light coming from the open closet door. When he entered the closet, he smiled at the recognition of the dark dresses he chose for Padme, earlier that week. There wasn't one of a lighter color. Even the train suits and jumpsuits were black. It would be the only color she was allowed to wear, not that she would question his judgment, and decide otherwise.
"My Empress." He stated as he saw her come out from behind a rack of gowns that hung in the abnormally huge closet. She was wearing a long black flowing gown, that fit her thin curves perfectly.
Padme stared hard at the man standing in front of her. She stopped in her place to gather her courage, put on a seductive smile, and then continued on her way. She walked right past him, and into the dimly lit bedroom. She purposely her hand against his as she walked by, sending chills of disgust up her spine, and chills of pleasure up his. Her sweet perfume was candy to his senses, and he trembled as she flowed past. He spun around to see her continue to walk through the room and to the Vanity, and look at herself in the mirror. He was savoring her beauty.
He walked up to her as she sat staring at herself in the Vanity mirror.
"You look perfect." He bent down to her.
"Thanks you, my Emperor." She replied, staring at his reflection in the mirror. " I do my best to impress you, and make you satisfied." Padme tried to answer back in an accent, she recalled, hearing in her new memories. She hit it perfect, and broadened Vorsha's smile. She hated that smile, she cursed her self silently for what she said. She cursed herself for pretending to love him. She cursed herself for what she is doing to Anakin.
"Is it time for dinner?" She tried to get off the subject of her.
"It is." He answered her back. "But it can wait. I'm not quite starving for food yet." Vorsha looked at her reflection and then dove in and kissed the small of her neck, leaving burning red marks across it.
"DON'T!" Padme shouted. "We should wait; eat first. Food gives us energy." She saved herself.
Good one Padme! She though to herself. Why don't you just tell him you remember everything!
At her comment Vorsha couldn't help but let out a huge smirk. His emerald green eyes sparkled with life, "You dare tease me?"
"If I must." Padme replied looking back in the mirror.
He saw her staring back at herself in the mirror, he watched her, smooth of invisible lines on her face, brush stay hair from her eyes, and touch up her make-up. When she just stopped and stared, Vorsha bent down, and his reflection, gleamed, darkly next to Padme's. He looked at the mirror, the reflection that he saw, was what he was hoping for the past weeks.
"We look perfect together." He turned his head slightly toward her direction.
Padme froze for a moment, staring at the reflection, she then immediately peeled out of his stare, afraid of what might happen if she stayed put. "We should get going, before the food gets cold." She turned toward him.
"Yes, my Empress." He nodded his head to her and he walked out of the room going to the dining quarters, holding her as close as he could by the waist.
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Anakin had followed his senses and was now clearly away from the meadow. He knew he wasn't near Padme yet, but he didn't exactly know where he was. He was busy looking at his surroundings when he finally sighed in frustration.
"Anakin? Did you et us lost?!" Obi-Wan walked up to him trying not to set him off.
".....Not really Master." Anakin answered in a surprisingly soft tone. He looked back at Obi-Wan and his eyes were the sexy clear blue crystal color they were before. "We are getting closer though Master."
Obi-Wan didn't reply to him he just walked back to Starr and nodded his head, trusting Anakin's judgment. HE walked up to Starr and pulled her close after watching Anakin reach back into the Dark side of the Force, trying to get to Padme quicker.
He's right Obi-Wan told Starr through the Force. I can feel it.
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Padme sat quietly through the unusually comfortable dinner. Vorsha had no clue she was faking the memories. That was a good thing; Things were going her way. But she knew that the sooner Anakin got there the better. She didn't know how much longer she could Vorsha and his needs off, he was going to start to suspect something soon. She knew that she probably wouldn't be able to hold him off past tonight, and she tried her best to stall throughout the dinner.
She tried to savor every bite she took, slowing everything down, she would take small bites and wait for time to tick away. After a while Vorsha began to watch her every move. It almost looked like he was fascinated, like he had never seen someone eat before. To Padme it was horrible, she hated people watching her eat.
Vorsha just sat there, his plate completely emptied and he just stared at her like some kind of God. She actully began to feel sorry for him after a while, he was completely head over heals in love with her, and she was only yanking at his heart to get out and back to her real love.
When Padme had finally eaten her share, and wasted as much time as she possible could, she looked back up at the still onlooking Vorsha. His eyes were emerald green eyes were shining vibrantly in the candlelight. The only thing that even seemed to be human to Padme were his eyes. You could tell so much from a persons eyes, and she could see right through his. She could see that his whole life he had been lied to, and Palpatine convinced him he could have anything he wanted. She could see he had a hard and confusing life, and now she really felt sorry for him.
What are you thinking! If he could get ANYTHING he wanted, that means he wanted to do the horrible things to me! Normal people aren't like that!
"Shall we retire milady?" Vorsha hinted raising his brow.
Padme just smiled her fake smile and gracefully walked over to him, trying to distract him, with her beauty that she knew he got lost in. "Not yet." She whispered in his ear. "I want to torture you a bit more."
Another smirk came across his young face. "Well, aren't you the naughty one." He stood up and put his arm around her waist again, leaving the mistreated servants to clean up the mess he had made at dinner. Feeling his arm around her made her want to scream, it was the worst thing she had ever felt, and the fact that it was supposed to be a loving touch, and was the complete opposite, just made it worse.
"You have no idea." Padme whispered back avoiding eye contact. She felt him pull her closer to his side and she turned her eyes further away from him, she knew that he would be able to tell her rejection if he saw her eyes. He just pulled her closer, feeling love and pride, everything he had ever wanted in his life.
"I want to get my strength back." She spoke facing him this time.
"We could go to the training room then, get you up to date on your saber skills. That is, if you don't mind practicing with me?" He pulled her to a stop just as they were about to turn the corner. "We do need to get your dark side powers increased."
"Fine with me." She smiled back at him. "I could see know one better to practice with than you my love." She lied through her teeth. Yea right! I could think of a thousand people better to practice with!
Padme really didn't want to practice using the Darkside, and not to mention with Vorsha, but if it meant she could keep her clothes on and Vorsha a safe distance away, she was all for it. "Let's go then, shall we?"
"Of course." He agreed. "Although, I want it to be a fair challenge, and these gowns will only confine some of your powers." He hinted looking down at her gown.
"I'll go change then." She walked off in front of him and went to their shared quarters. Vorsha waited out side the rooms door rather impatiently, wishing he could skip the practice and be in the confined room with her. He would have preferred to be in there, but he wasn't complaining, he knew eventually he would have her completely.
Padme walked out of the bedroom quarters, wearing the dark black jumpsuit almost the exact design to her one she wore on the battle of Geonosis. Her black locks were brought up in a simple pony tail her shorter layered locks already falling gracefully to the sides of her face. He ebony colored shined vibrantly in the overhead lights. Padme had swore to herself when she was younger that she would never dye her hair, but she was beginning to like the black color that it now was, and she even got a little attached to her reddened eye color.
"Lets go.." Vorsha intertwined his arm with hers. He started at her like it was the first time he had ever seen. His first sight.
I hate that look! Padme continued to let him hold her as they walked to the training room. Great... Two of my favorite things... Padme thought sarcastically to herself as the entered the hallway that the training room was attached to. Saber training and Sith!
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Well its not that short is it? Its a little longer right? ..... The A/A reunion ... Although it might not me all hugs and kisses ::Hint hint clue clue... nudge nudge wink wink::
..... Will be here in about... Oh.... A few days! Please review!!!!