Being roommates meant that Obi-Wan and Padmé were close, but not close enough for Padmé's taste. Modern day roommates AU.

Padmé groaned in pleasure as she immersed herself in the hot water of her bathtub. Today had been a long day and she was grateful for the bath salts that Sabè had given her last week. Usually, she took showers early in the morning before work, but this time, she required a relaxing bath.

Being an attorney meant she had to stand a lot, especially since her boss, Sheev Palpatine, began giving her a heavier caseload. She was three years out of law school and her eagerness to work more hadn't escaped his attention. This career was a dream come true for her, although it did have its downs.

For instance, she didn't have time for a boyfriend - well, that wasn't exactly true; she just liked working so much that she didn't try to make time to get a man in her life. She had to deal with smug co-workers and arrogant clients, which were a staple since she practiced family law.

The other annoying problem was her ankles would get sore from standing and walking during court sessions. Luckily, her roommate, Obi-Wan, would rub them for her if they were terribly sore. He was a masseuse at a day spa and a popular one at that. His fingers were strong and gentle, which is why men and women continually sought after his services.

And I'm the luckiest one of all since I get free massages from him all the time .

A knock sounded at the door. Obi-Wan called, "Padmé? Are you still in the bath?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"I have to use the bathroom."

Teasingly, she replied, "Can't you hold it?"

"I would, but then I'd get urine all over the nice carpet. I don't think you want to smell that wafting all over this nice apartment."

"Ew. Gimme a second." Padmé laughed as she pulled the shower curtain so her body was covered. "Come in."

"How kind of you," he quipped. The door opened and closed and Obi lifted the lid to the toilet.

It was silly, but Padmé hated hearing the sound of him pee. This wasn't the first time he had to use the bathroom while she was in the tub or vice versa, but listening to his pee just felt weird. So she covered her ears and began humming the tune of I Love Paris.

She kept it up for thirty seconds just to be on the safe side. When the toilet flushed, she removed her hands and continued to run the washcloth on her body. She reached to get her back, but she hadn't stretched today and had a hard time getting it properly.

The faucet turned on and Obi was now washing his hands. The last things she wanted to do was make things awkward between them, but she needed her back done.

"Obi, could you scrub my back for me? I can't really reach it." The words came out easily and she stared at the shower curtain, waiting with bated breath for his reply.

"Of course." He turned the faucet off and his footsteps came towards the tub. Swiftly, he pulled the curtain and she smiled up at him.

Padmé wasn't trying to be seductive, but she liked to tease him sometimes. They'd been best friends for five years now and there had always been a flirtatious side to their interactions. Everyone who met them thought they were romantically involved and she couldn't stop herself from wondering if maybe they should try for it.

The annoying thing was he hadn't shown any interest in getting together. Oh, he flirted and playfully joked around with her in kind, but he had never kissed her or touched her in a way that could be thought of as sexual. To be honest, it'd gotten pretty damn irritating.

"Here." She gave him the cloth, stood up and turned around so he could do her back. They'd seen each other in various stages of undress which is why she didn't feel uncomfortable being naked in his presence.

His breath cooled her skin as he wiped the expanse of her ivory skin with the rag and she bit her lip. God, I wonder what his lips would feel like...

He got her shoulders too even though that was an area she could reach herself. Then he let out a concerned sound and his fingers brushed the spot above her chicken wing. "What happened here? There's a discoloration."

"Oh, I fell when I was bringing in the groceries last night. I twisted around and hit the grass, but there was a rock and it hurt my back. It's not bad and I'm sure it'll be gone in a few days."

"Tsk. Why didn't you tell me when it happened? I could've given you some of my homemade salve for it." He sounded disappointed and pressed his thumb against the bruise carefully.

Padmé groaned. "I didn't think it mattered. You know I can handle pain."

"But you shouldn't deal with it when you don't have to. Pad, please don't ignore things like this. If you don't treat it immediately, you could have more pain in the future. Trust me. I've experienced it."

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry." Whenever he spoke in that authoritative voice of his, she couldn't dissuade him. "The water's getting cool, so I'll get out and let you rub that witch's brew on me." She grabbed her towel, wrapped it around her body and stepped out of the tub.

"It's not a witch's brew." His voice came out indignant, but she heard the smirk in his tone.

"Whatever you say, doctor," she purred as she walked past him, making sure to brush against his pelvis. Okay, she was being obvious, but this man drove her crazy and she'd keep teasing him until he finally threw her on the bed and ravished her.

Obi caught her arm in his hand and pulled her to him. Her breath hitched and she looked at his lips as he moved his hand to her face. She expected him to caress the apple of her cheek, but that proved to be wishful thinking. Instead of touching her, he wiped away a sud from her collarbone.

"You probably should've rinsed off before getting out of the tub." He raised his eyebrows at her and left the bathroom.

Padmé stared after him and willed herself not to shriek in frustration. That man knew exactly what he was doing to her and he was enjoying it. Damn him, his sexy accent and his resilience. If nothing happened between them tonight, she'd have to whip out the old vibrator. And she'd think of him the entire time she used it.