Patching Up
Those droids in the med lab did a s%$t job of patching you up." Padme's beautiful eyes drip with tears as she cleans the bleeding cut on Anakin's right nipple.
"If you get to touch mine now, I get to touch yours." Anakin grins like a boy as he sticks his organic hand down Padme's cleavage. The action causes his wife to laugh in the midst of crying.
"They're bigger, since I am pregnant." Padme brags.
"And I didn't go to the med lab." Anakin continues to fondle her breasts.
"Ani!" Padme scolds him with a soft punch to his bloody abs. Her hand barely makes a dent in the rock hard six pack. Padme closes her mouth to stop the drooling and she scrambles to finish patching him up because she is a woman in heat, just waiting to get it on.
"Your dress is beautiful but I wish it was shorter." Anakin makes a muscle and shows off his rippling biceps as Padme eliminates the bloody wounds on his pecs.
"Ani, I can't concentrate when you act so sexy. I am struggling as is with you shirtless. The longer it takes me to heal you, the longer you wait to be under me." Padme gives Anakin a foxy wink, as she wipes off the blood that has trickled into Anakin's navel, which lie at the bottom end of his abs of steel. His hand is also down to her stomach.
"I feel the kick." Anakin cannot contain his excitement. "Actually, I felt two."
"The baby is excited to meet Daddy." Padme puts her hands on Anakin's broad shoulders and sits on his bulging erection, which his boxers struggle to contain.
"We aren't having twins? Are we?" Anakin asks excitedly as his part travels into Padme's entrance.
"No." Padme smirks silently because it will be a wonderful surprise when Anakin finds out that he is having a son and a daughter. He will be overjoyed.
"%$$# &*$$" R2-D2 screams at C3-P0, who bumps into him.
"R2! Have you not learned to give Master Anakin and Mistress Padme their privacy? C3-P0 wags his finger at R2, who cusses some more.
C3-P0 has had it and this time, he nearly raises his middle finger.
"Chill out." Anakin laughs at his favorite droids.
"R2 likes to watch." Padme snickers, though she finds it creepy, she has chosen to laugh off R2-D2's bad behavior because he has saved Anakin and Padme's lives far too many times.
"We better head to the bedroom and let those two fight it our." Anakin gestures to the bedroom.
"With pleasure." Padme snuggles into Anakin's built bare chest as he carries her away from the fighting droid couple.