I actually have an idea of what I want to do with this now!
At first, it was inspired by the movie. And now... inspired by my imagination, it's gonna
be a lot longer than I first thought. So... yay! Long writing project! My favorite!
This is where the "love" sequence comes in... please don't laugh! Ratings are
gonna be bumped up here (to a whole PG-13). Reader discretion is advised... I might have
an alternate sequence at an alternative site at an alternative time, I'll let you know.
Thank you for the reviews! Your encouragement keeps me going!
Part VII
Anakin turned to Padmé and smirked. She was walking beside him, hand in hand, after a long party in which her entire society of family and friends had shown up for.
"I hope so," Anakin replied, squeezing her hand as they made their way up the steps toward their single suite, and the single bed that awaited. I could feel her hesitate slightly beside me, almost as though she knew what a big step it would be to take a step inside that room. "Allow me," I finally said. She turned to me in surprise. With a small sigh, I stepped to her side and tipped her back until she was resting comfortably in my arms.
"Ani," she muttered as she tried to grasp what I had just done. "What are you doing?"
"The proper deal," he replied, stepping inside the suite before gently setting her back on her feet. There was a table in the center of the suite, covered in a large basket of fruit, a bottle of chilled wine sitting next to it. "How sweet," he said, his voice ironic as he read the label before dipping it back into the ice.
She was standing beside him, staring at the fruit. "I wonder who gave us all of this?"
"We don't need to find out," Anakin replied, lifting the small card. "The droids. They actually went out into the fields and handpicked all of this."
Her eyes widened. "Oh." She stepped around the table to the small kitchen area. "My family will be back in the morning for gift opening..." her voice trailed off as Anakin's hand covered hers. Slowly, ever so gently, he took her hand and brought it to his lips, gently kissing the soft skin. "Ani..."
It was the only word she could utter for less than a second passed before his lips were on hers. Her lips responded enthusiastically, his kisses raining down on her cheeks, her eyes, her hair. With a small moan, she pressed her lips passionately to his. He responded by lifting her up and turning around, knocking over a chair and nearly tripping on the rug as they stumbled into the bedroom. Her giggles were muffled as his lips earnestly sought out hers.
They fell onto the bed with a harsh collapse. Now safely beneath him, her hands pushed his cloak away from his body as his hands fought to untie it. Finally, he shrugged the cloak aside, lowering himself over her as their bodies tangled. His fingers clumsily fought with the ties on the back of her dress, her lips distracting him by tracing down his neck. His fingers finally freed the fabric and it fell away, exposing most of her natural beauty. "Padmé," he breathed into her neck as the dress to her shoulders. "My beautiful Padmé."
Her words were mingled with small sounds as his lips traced from her neck to her stomach, peeling the dress carefully away from her frame before pushing it beneath him. Her hands cradled his head gently, a small cry piercing the silence as his lips touched her breasts.
He rose over her again, her hands pulling his shirt up and over his head, discarding it with his cloak. He lowered himself back onto her, his lips meeting hers. As he fought with his pants, her hands searched out his back, scorched with his body heat, melting herself into him. As their bodies were freed of garments and their bodies pressed together, they each knew what the other was thinking. Theirs was a love worth dying for.
Her nails clung to his back as their bodies joined. He heard her sharp cry and silenced her by kissing away the pain as they moved as one...
Last night had been one of the best nights of her life, she admitted to herself. It was because of his heart that she had fallen in love with him. And it was because of her heart he loved her. She loved him. Truly, faithful, eternal heartfelt love. With a smile on her face, she saw several small vials and sniffed the first to see what it was. The aroma of chocolate assaulted her and she grinned, pouring it into a tiny glass dish. Taking the tiny glass dish and a bowl of freshly cut up fruit, she returned to the bedroom where Anakin was still sleeping, in the same position as he'd been in when she'd left. She laid down next to him, setting her tiny dish on top of his chest. His body jerked in reaction to the cold object and his eyes fluttered open.
Next to him, Padmé was dipping a strawberry into the chocolate sauce and was watching him, a silent look of love in her eyes. His gaze focused on the glass dish and he grinned. "Breakfast already?"
She beamed and nodded, tipping a bit of chocolate-dipped pear into his mouth. "The best, as always, is yet to come."
"I'll take your word on that," he said in a mock-growl, his eyes twinkling as he fumbled for the fruit bowl. She took another strawberry and tipped it towards his mouth. As his teeth reached out to bite it, she gently pulled it away as his teeth met. Her soft laughter kept his heart lightsided as she finally dropped the strawberry into his mouth and thoughtfully watched him chew.
"So what happens now?" she asked lightly, trying a bit of banana with the chocolate dip. "When must you return to Coruscant?"
"Tomorrow," he said regretfully, gently removing the dish from his chest and rising to a seated position so he could face her. Taking a small bit of pear, he dipped it into chocolate and popped it into her mouth. She giggled as she swallowed and he leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. "Mrs. Skywalker," he chuckled as she glanced back down at the fruitbowl and they ate silently for a few minutes. "I'll be back."
"I know you will," she said, nodding. "After all, we are married. And we've..."
"I know," he said, his eyes sparkling. "I never expected it would be anything like that."
The joy was contagious in her eyes as she took the last strawberry and bit into it, ignoring the chocolate dip. "What happens when you do return though? I'm certain I'll be living at the consulate like the rest of the political officials..."
"We'll just have to meet in private when the time comes," Anakin replied, taking the last bit of fruit and setting the empty chocolate dish inside. "Or else just go at it on the consulate table..."
Padmé flushed a bright pink and smacked his arm with her tiny fist. "Anakin, you're making fun of me."
"I used to say I'd be much too frightened," he said, taking her by the shoulders with such intensity, she jumped. "But now, it'd be the truth."
She opened her mouth to protest but he silenced her with his kiss.
She finally got her wits about her and sighed. "My parents will be here any time."
"Go and bathe," Anakin told her as he stood up, the sheet exposing his perfectly proportioned body. But she didn't move elsewhere, except toward him, her body melting into his as it had the night before. Her lips passionately met his and they finally pulled apart when they couldn't breathe anymore. "I'll be waiting."
"Indeed," she chuckled, throwing him one last seductive glance before leaving the room.