FORGIVABLE SINNERS
By Laura-chan
Summary: What if Anakin never had dreams of Padmé dying? Would he have fallen in the Sith's grasp? In this AU of RotS Anakin and Padmé, while trying to end the war, struggle to keep secret their relationship, even with their two children, Luke and Leia.
Time: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith. AU
Rating: R or M
Pairing: Anakin/Padmé, my favorite.
Warnings: This story is rated R/M for a reason; in future chapters there will be strong scenes.
Also, don't mind too much my mistakes, please - I'm Italian and English is not my first language.
Warning: This chapter contains a light lemon - you're warned! I won't announce it in the middle of the chapter because I don't want to interrupt the reading.
But pay attention to the second flashback.
CHAPTER 6
Padmé was resting on the bed, her gaze fixed to the sight of the galaxy outside the window.
She felt the room's door slide open and turned her head to see her young Jedi lover walking towards her. Across the Senator's face appeared a happy smile, as she hopped off the bed and met him half way, hugging him sweetly.
"Anakin…"
He smiled at her wearily: he was fumbling with something in his hands and Padmé lowered her gaze.
She gasped softly when he sat on one knee in front of her and opened a box, showing her a beautiful simple ring.
"Padmé, my dear Padmé…" Anakin's voice was trembling slightly. "Since that day, ten years ago, when you entered Watto's shop and changed my life forever, you have been constantly on my mind. Nothing I'd do could get you out of my head.
So, we met again and I found out you're even more beautiful than I remembered, and I fell even more hopelessly in love with you: I love you, your pure soul, your confidence and your smile.
I don't want to be separated from you again.
When you…" He gulped. "…when you told me, on Geonosis, that you love me too, I was the happier man in the entire galaxy.
I want to share this happiness with you: always."
He looked at her with penetrant blue eyes that captured hers.
"Padmé, I know this will have to be kept secret, but-- Will you marry me?"
Seeing her shining eyes watching the ring, he panickingly added:
"I know it's not exactly one of those rings you're used to… but Jedi can't--"
"Oh, Ani, I love it!" she interrupted the flow of words with a deeply moved voice.
"You like it?" he whispered in disbelief.
"I said I love it. And I love you." She threw her arms around his neck, falling down to her knees too, hugging him to her tightly. "Yes, I will marry you."
"You will?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yes, silly." She giggled.
"I love you Padmé."
"I love you too, Ani."
Their lips came together in a passionate kiss, while his hands moved to her waist and tights, touching her intimately.
"Anakin!" she exclaimed, smiling, but with an enourmous blush on her cheeks.
He smirked slyly.
"So, I can make you blush."
"You're so stupid!"
She tried to get away from him, but he simply held her tightly, as they rolled on the floor, like they had done once in the meadow on Naboo, laughs filling the room.
Padmé was startled out of her memory by Sola's voice.
"Padmè?" the older sister asked worried.
"I'm ok, Sola…" she hurriedly said "…I was just…remembering."
Jobal saw how her daughter's her sparkled when talking, or thinking, about her husband and realized it was really love what she felt for him… but did this Skywalker love her as she adored him?
Jobal decided she was going to have a talk with her son-in-law as soon as she'll meet him.
In the meanwhile, Padmé was losing herself in another memory…
Padmé sat on the bed, watching nervously as her new, young husband moved around the room: he took off his cloak and leather jacket, remaining only in his white-cream shirt.
He sat down near her, smiling shyly.
"Don't be nervous, Padmé." He said, even if she could feel his own anxiety.
"It… It's difficult, you know." She answered, "It's my first time."
"It's my first too." Anakin complained a bit annoyed. "Usually, Jedi padawans don't go around screwing women."
The harshness in his voice made her recoil.
"But Jedi padawans usually don't get married." She retorted.
He laughed, a happy laugh and full of warm.
"Yeah, that's true." Then, he smirked at her charmingly, and her heart beat faster.
Anakin cupped her cheek with his real hand.
"But no Jedi has the love of a wonderful woman like you."
His flattery worked and a blush crept from her neck to her cheeks, as she arched an eyebrow.
"Are you trying to get me in the mood?"
His laugh annoyed her. "I don't see what are you laughing at." The proud Seantor sniffed, turning her head away from him.
A finger under her chin tilted her eyes back to him.
"Padmé." The young Jedi said huskily. "You're really one of your kind."
She grinned coyly, wrapping her hands around his neck and caressing his ponytail.
"Have you understood this now?"
Anakin pushed her to lie down on the bed as he leaned over her with a wolfish smile. "No, of course." His mouth traced the white column of her neck. "I knew it since the first time I've seen you."
"Anakin…" she murmured.
"Yes, love?" he asked, while keeping himself busy licking and kissing her collarbone: loving how he was able to make her shudder.
"I love you."
Everytime Padmé said it, he felt greatly humbled by the enourmous feeling of love that threatened to overwhelm him.
"I love you too. And I will never let you go: you're mine."
Sometimes his possessiveness scared her: but now, it was not one of these times; now it only turned her on.
His hands moved shyly, but confidently, over the lines of her body, caressing and stroking everywhere; slowly, he lifted the hem of her nightgown, over her tights, over her stomach and - finally - over her head.
Anakin took a moment to look at his wife and couldn't tear his eyes away from her: she was so beautiful, far more beautiful than he had imagined.
His breath was taken away and he could only stare at her, mouth agape, as Padmé squirmed.
"Anakin, you know I hate it when you stare at me like that."
"Oh Force, you're gorgeous." It was merely a low whisper, but she heard it perfectly and her eyes widened.
The padawan stayed still for a moment, before attaching aggressively her lips, stealing her air to take it as his own.
His hands roamed everywhere, caressing, stroking, gripping, squeezing, touching… soon his wife was trembling and shaking in his arms, her fingers grasping the ponytail in the back of his head, pulling and twisting it until the braid broke and his hair went loose.
But Anakin didn't care: right now, he wouldn't care if Master Yoda and Master Windu entered the room and expelled him from the Jedi order.
The only thing he cared about was in his arms, shouting out his name everytime he touched her breasts or her core. He pleased her, sliding his fingers into her virgin womanhood, and it pleased him too, hearing her soft sighs and sweet murmurs.
They whispered to each others words of love as he shed his breeches and prepared to enter her, trying not to hurt her too much.
In the end, the padawan slid inside his wife, mentally shouting at his victory, as they both sighed: now, that was right.
They felt complete.
Through out the night, Anakin loved Padmé, not once, not twice, but many times, their bodies moving together, entwined in an endless embrace, as their voices called out each other's names.
Padmé remembered waking up the morning after, totally satiated and satisfied.
"Padmé? Padmé, dear, are you alright? You're all red." Ruwee said, caressing his daughter's forehead.
Padmé once again shook herself out of her reveries… how she missed her husband!
In that moment the door of the dining room burst open and Darren entered, shouting excitedly, arms moving around.
"Everyone! Get up and celebrate! The War has ended!"
"What?" Padmé stood up, hope appearing in her eyes.
"The news are all over the HoloNET! Yesterday, the Republican Army, guided by the Jedi, destroyed the Separatist Army on Yavin four! Grievous is dead and the Republic has won!"
Yells of happiness and relief filled the room and the whole Naboo.
Everywhere in the Galaxy, people gathered in the streets, music and colors celebrating the Republic's victory, shouts of freedom the only things that could be heard.
Everywhere joy reigned: only in a not-so-little house on Naboo, things were going to change, soon…
"Milady Amidala?" a timid servant girl peaked from the door.
"Yes, Pela?" the Senator smiled widely.
"There's a Jedi who is contacting you through the HoloNET, milady."
Pela just felt the air moving near her, as her mistress ran at full speed to her private communication room.
"Anakin!" she exclaimed happily as she entered, before stopping short, realising with great disappointment and growing horror what mistake she had done.
"Obi-wan!"
The Jedi smiled wearily and sadly as Padmé watched with distress the hologram.
"Hello, Padmé." He said simply. "I know I'm not the one you were expecting… but I have to tell something to you."
"Did something happen to Anakin?" she asked terrified, knowing she had already betrayed their secret.
"Yesterday, as I'm sure you know, we won easily against the Separatist: then, the Jedi had been sent all over the Galaxy to kill or capture the remaining rebels." Obi-wan took a deep breath.
"Anakin went to the Outer Rim and… and-- I'm sorry, Padmè, but he's missing."
She stared at him, shocked; she couldn't breathe; she couldn't speak.
She could only hear the cry of her broken heart.
Often, being missing meant being dead… but, no, Anakin was THE Anakin Skywalker… he couldn't possibly be dead!
He was her love, the father of her children… hell, he was the youngest Jedi Master in history!
"No…" Padmé whispered.
"No, no, no, no, NOOOOOOOOO!" she finally screamed, falling to the floor and sobbing isterically.
"Find him, Obi-wan! Please, PLEASE!" she was able to say through the sobs.
Obi-wan's heart cried as he observed the young, strong Senator crumbling to the floor and pleading him to find her husband.
"I will find him, Padmé: he's like a brother to me, and I can't lose him."
Then he turned to the side, and hurriedly said. "I have to go now, but I'll search for him as soon as possible." With that, he closed the communication, just as Sola opened the door and found her sister lying on the floor with tears over her cheeks.
"Padmé, Padmé! Tell me, what's wrong? Padmé!" no matter what she said, no words exited the young woman's mouth.
Finally, Padmé calmed down enough to tell her sister, "He's missing, Sola. In the Outer Rim… oh, what will I do?" she cried, covering her eyes with her hands.
Suddenly, she gasped and doubled over, as if in pain, arms wrapping around her middle.
"Sister!" Sola exclaimed alarmed.
"Sola…" Padmé whispered, "It hurts…"
Sola's eyes widened. "Oh, no! Don't tell me you're going into labour!"
"I…" Padmé fell over, unconscious.
"PADME'!"
(to be continued)
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I rent Episode II: Attack of the Clones in Dvd, but there's a scene missing!
It's that scene where Padmé and Anakin go to Padmé's house...
Why is it missing? Is it really in the movie?
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! I want to see it!