A/N: This chapter has lemon, so just skip this one if you don't care about that stuff.

Ahsoka rubbed her eyes as she woke up on one of the bunks inside Rex's ship. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it wasn't quite comfortable either.

Once she'd adjusted to the light, Ahsoka turned her head. Of course, Anakin wasn't there. He'd been refusing to share a bed with Ahsoka for a week now and, if she was being honest, she missed him. She mustered up the strength to crawl out of the bunk, get dressed, and drag herself outside.

The ship was parked on an elevated plateau on Dagobah that Anakin had cleared of trees, once Ahsoka had returned his lightsaber. Anakin was swinging his lightsaber, his eyes closed. Ahsoka assumed he must be using a makeshift simulation to train, by using the Force to project an opponent out in front of him.

"Morning." Ahsoka called.

Anakin swung once more, before opening his eyes and switching off his lightsaber. "Afternoon." he responded, turning his eyes up to the star hanging above them.

"Mind if I join you?" Ahsoka asked, unclipping her lightsaber handle from her belt.

"It's the only way we'll improve." Anakin nodded, "By the way, what happened to your shoto?"

"Don't you remember? I dropped it on Mustafar." Ahsoka reminded him.

"Oh."

"Hey, don't worry about it." Ahsoka shot him a warm smile, "I was fine without it for years. I can get used to fighting without it."

"No, it's just that I gave it to you, and now it's just... gone." Anakin sighed.

"Don't worry. You can always get me a new one for Lifeday. Hint hint." Ahsoka laughed.

Anakin smiled at her. It warmed Ahsoka's heart to see her Master smile after so long.

Anakin dropped onto a bench that he had fashioned out of a fallen tree, wiping his forehead, quickly joined by Ahsoka. "Thanks for that." she breathed, the few hours of training leaving her exhausted.

"For what?"

"Training with me. It feels like forever ago that we last did that." Ahsoka clarified, resting her hands on the back of her lekku and leaning back.

"I see what you mean." Anakin's melancholic voice gave Ahsoka pause.

"I was trying to use the Force to sense for Obi-Wan and Yoda last night." Ahsoka tried to cheer Anakin up, "And I think I could sense them."

"Do you think they were in trouble?" Anakin asked.

"I don't know. Maybe." Ahsoka sighed.

Anakin looked over to her. He hadn't really registered it before, but the young togruta had really matured over the past month; her lekku was longer, and she had gotten much taller. Anakin also couldn't help but notice that her voice had grown a little deeper too.

"Anakin?" Ahsoka coaxed him out of his trance, "I know I'm beautiful, but you don't have to stare."

Anakin laughed, turning his eyes away, "Then I won't."

"You sap." Ahsoka giggled, giving him a light shove, "Uh, anyway, do you think we should try and find them before we try this suicide mission?"

"No." Anakin said, "If we do, we'll just be a bigger beacon for Sidious to find us. And the last thing we want right now is an army of Clones chasing after us, especially when we're so close to ending this."

"Yeah, you're right."

"We might be ready actually." Anakin added.

"You think so?"

Anakin closed his eyes, before nodding, "The longer we sit around doing nothing, the more time Palpatine has to find us. We'll leave in the morning."

"We're probably going to die." Ahsoka chuckled.

An idea crossed Anakin's mind, "If that's the case, then let's make the most of today."

"Party all night? I'm down."

"It must've been a month ago, but do you remember the first time you started our link?" Anakin asked.

"Of course."

"Do you remember what we almost did after that?"

Ahsoka blushed.

"I think we're ready now."

"Y- You do? Do you want to?" Ahsoka gasped. Anakin answered by kissing her. "That's a yes, I take it."

"It is."

As they locked lips again, Ahsoka moved from the bench beside Anakin to his lap, curling her legs around him. She then grabbed the sides of Anakin's robes, slowly pulling them off. When he didn't argue, she kept going - removing each layer of his robes until all that was shielding his chest from her eyes was his grey undershirt.

Ahsoka broke away from Anakin, quickly pulling the fabric from his torso. She rested her hands on his chest, leaning forward and kissing him again.

"Is it my turn yet?" Anakin chuckled.

"Wha-"

Anakin curled his fingers around the bottom of Ahsoka's top. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice soft.

"Yes." she answered after some pause.

"If you're not, we don't have to." Anakin said, pulling his hands away.

Ahsoka gave an exaggerated pout, before ripping off her top, "I said yes!"

"Oh wow." Anakin laughed, trying his best to look away.

Realisation hit Ahsoka. "Ah, sorry!" she giggled, her hands shooting up to hide her chest.

"Forget it. I just thought you'd be wearing a bra." Anakin chuckled as Ahsoka gave a shaky smile. Anakin rested his hands on Ahsoka's hips, his eyes meeting hers, "You were right - you are beautiful."

"Was there ever any doubt?" Ahsoka gave an awkward laugh, "I'm sorry they're not... y'know... bigger."

"It doesn't matter." Anakin dismissed, before leaning forward and kissing just below Ahsoka's stomach.

A moan escaped Ahsoka's lips. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her lekku darkening significantly, and her eyes shooting wide open.

Anakin just grinned, meeting her eyes once more. "You sure about this?"

"Of course." Ahsoka lowered her hands from her mouth, once again wrapping them around Anakin's shoulders.

And with that, Anakin stood up. Ahsoka tightened her grip on him to avoid falling. They locked lips again, pushing against each other until Anakin lost balance, tripping and landing in the long grass. Ahsoka sat up, biting her lip.

Anakin rested his hands on the back of his head, giving a deep sigh. "Don't fall asleep on me yet." Ahsoka poked him in the ribs.

Suddenly, Anakin gripped Ahsoka's shoulders and pulled her closer to him, before rolling over and jumping to his feet. Now, she was the one laying in the grass. She began to feel a little exposed and she slowly crossed her arms over her chest.

"I did an orbital scan of the planet before we landed." Anakin began as he pulled off his belt and boots, "There's no other sentient life on this planet. That means it's just us two - you don't have anyone to hide from."

Ahsoka let herself relax, moving her arms to the ground beside her and pushing herself to a sitting position, before pulling off her boots. "We're really doing this, aren't we?" she breathed.

"Are you absolutely sure you're-"

"Stop asking." Ahsoka climbed up too, removing her own belt, "I'm not your Padawan anymore, Skyguy."

Anakin's eyes wandered to the top of her lekku.

"What? Oh, am I-" Ahsoka reached up, her hand touching the Padawan charm draped over her lekku. She snapped it off, throwing it down beside her, "Now we're just Anakin and Ahsoka."

Anakin gave a warm smile.

Ahsoka placed her hands on the back of Anakin's neck, pulling him back down into the grass with her. "Alright then," she cooed, "What's next?"

"I'll take it from here." Anakin smirked. He took hold of the top of Ahsoka's leggings, looking at her for the go-ahead.

Ahsoka gave him a shaky nod, lifting her legs up slightly. So Anakin pulled.

Ahsoka gasped as she felt the gentle breeze run over her legs. It was colder than she thought. Anakin moved his fingers to her underwear.

"Oh, no." Ahsoka laughed, "You first."

"If you insist." Anakin smirked, quickly pulling off his trousers. Now both wearing nothing but their underwear and laying on top of eachother, the two former Jedi began to giggle like kids.

Ahsoka leaned up and kissed Anakin amid her laughing fit, "Don't keep me waiting."

"So bossy." Anakin rolled his eyes.

Anakin gripped the sides of the last layer of Ahsoka's clothing and slowly pulled them down, as she used the Force to remove his shorts.

Ahsoka gulped as she saw all of Anakin. "Holy shit." she whispered.

Anakin ran a hand down her side, stopping at her hip, using his thumb to gently rub her stomach. "Are you ready?"

Ahsoka shot him an annoyed look.

"Last time I'll ask, I promise."

"Then yes." Ahsoka nodded adamantly.

Ahsoka gripped the blades of grass around her as Anakin pushed himself into her. She let out a sharp gasp, throwing her head back, as she ripped the grass out of the dirt.

"My hair." Anakin whispered. Ahsoka didn't need him to explain. She curled her fingers into Anakin's long brown hair instead. "Don't pull, just curl it."

Ahsoka nodded as she began kneading Anakin's hair. She gasped again as he began to thrust into her, tightening her grip on his hair. Anakin moved his hands to the ground beside Ahsoka as he gradually sped up, taking care not to go too fast.

Ahsoka bit her lip as to try and keep herself from screaming. "Don't. You'll draw blood." Anakin said.

Ahsoka nodded frantically, digging into Anakin's hair even more. Then, she let out a loud moan, throwing her head back. She pushed her lips onto Anakin's, moaning into his mouth as they kissed, quickly pulling away once she realised that he had slowed down.

"Don't slow down!" she begged, "Keep going!"

Anakin smirked, "Are you close?"

"Maybe!" Ahsoka moaned, "I don't know, just don't stop!"

Anakin took that as a sign to go faster, which he gladly dkd. With each thrust, Ahsoka let out a moan, getting increasingly louder as Anakin sped up.

Ahsoka let go of her death grip on Anakin's hair, moving her hands instead to her mouth, trying to muffle her moans. Anakin gently pulled her hands away. He then moved them to the ground beside her head, holding them there.

Ahsoka wrapped her legs around Anakin, "I'm gonna-"

"Me too."

Anakin kissed her. She let out a harsh moan as she climaxed, feeling Anakin do the same. Anakin pulled away, letting Ahsoka catch her breath. She slowly uncrossed her legs from around Anakin, who let go of her wrists.

Anakin rolled off of her, laying in the grass beside her. He reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers.

Ahsoka breathed in lungfuls of air. "That was..."

"Amazing?" Anakin finished her sentence.

"Yeah. It was, wasn't it?" Ahsoka laughed, "Did I... Did I do ok?"

"You were perfect." Anakin kissed her cheek.

"So were you." Ahsoka moved onto her shoulder to face Anakin, "Next time, I get to be on top."

"Pssh, sure." Anakin chuckled.

"I- I kinda don't want to risk our lives tomorrow." Ahsoka sighed, "Can't we just stay here?"

"Ahsoka, you know we can't." Anakin spoke gently, "I have to fix what I've done."

"Then what? You're going to turn yourself in? You can't!" Ahsoka argued.

Anakin slowly sat up, letting go of Ahsoka's hand, "It's what I have to do. Let's not argue about this right now."

"Please, Ani." Ahsoka pleaded, sitting up as well. Anakin couldn't tell if Ahsoka was using his mother's pet name for him on purpose or not. Either way, the hurt in her large grey eyes gave him pause.

"Then what do you propose we do?" Anakin asked.

"Come with me to Naboo, or back here, or wherever." Ahsoka suggested, "Let's just run away from it all, like we talked about. It's not like I'm asking you to give up on killing Sidious."

Anakin climbed to his feet and began collecting the discarded clothes. "Tatooine." he mumbled as he pulled on his robes, after a moment of silent consideration.

"Hm?" Ahsoka stood up, taking her uniform from him.

"I want to go back to Tatooine." Anakin explained, "If we do stop Sidious."

"You mean you won't-"

"No. It was selfish of me to even consider that. I'm sorry."

Ahsoka pulled her top on, before hugging Anakin. "Then let's hope tomorrow goes well."