Author's Note: I know I said this chapter would be up this coming weekend, but I didn't feel like waiting! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Fifty Shades of Vader: Ch. 3
Padmé Vader
Ani is right behind me when I step into our master bedroom at his order and the sound of his fingers snapping has me immediately dropping down to my knees on the soft crimson carpet, my head bowed and hands on my thighs with my palms up.
"Very good," Ani says, his voice rough and thick with emotion. I'm feeling it too, it wasn't exactly the wedding I dreamed of as a little girl, but I wasn't lying to him. I really couldn't imagine marrying anyone quite like him. "You look beautiful in your dress, you wouldn't believe how hard I was seeing you walk to me."
I could imagine that actually, it was hard to miss the massive bulge in his black dress pants. I don't tell him that though, he hasn't given me permission to speak and he wasn't asking me a question.
"And now you're all mine," he continues, one of his warm hands grabbing my bare shoulder to hold me still while his other hand goes to my lower back, I shiver when the teeth of the zipper sounds and grows louder and louder and then he's pushing the dress down my body. "You're not wearing anything underneath."
He's right, I knew exactly what we'd end up doing afterwards and I didn't want to go through the hassle of getting dressed up in anything more than the beautiful wedding dress I chose from the wide selection the tailor brought. It was really thoughtful and loving of him to do that for me. He didn't have too, he didn't have to do any of this.
I'm falling for this man hard. And now he's all mine, and I'm all his. My husband.
Husband.
Wow. It's still a lot to process but I'm not doing that now. I can't when his warm hand is sending shivers down my spine and his heat surrounds me.
His hand vanishes from my shoulder and I can hear the slight footfalls of his boots on the carpet as he comes to stand before me. I know he's looking down at me, at my face, my bare breasts that are visible to him now. My nipples are hard and only getting harder under his gaze that I can feel everywhere.
A harsh breath leaves him. "Stand up and step out of your dress." I do as he commands but keep my head bowed until his deft fingers slide under my chin and he tilts my head back to look up at him. "Undress me."
I never undressed anyone besides myself before, I also never touched anyone like I did him in the shower or before that when I took his throbbing cock into my mouth. My cheeks heat up at the memory and I start with his cape, unsnapping the snap and letting it fall to the floor behind him. I'm all too aware of his eyes hungrily eating me alive and I try not to look up at him. I just focus on the task at hand.
I begin to unbutton his black dress uniform tunic and untuck it from his pants. He doesn't help me, he just stands still and watches me in silence. I pull the sleeves off his long muscular arms and let the shirt fall down next to his cape on the floor. His broad shoulders, bare chiseled chest and his tight abdominal muscles with that blond trail of hair, that's darker than the hair on his head, leading from his navel down into his pants...
I gulp. His cock is a massive bulge even now, tenting his pants. I refocus on my task and am more aware than ever of where my hands are in proximity to his cock. Inches. I unbuckle his belt and unsnap his pants...lowering the fly and before I could even push his pants down his waist, his thighs, his legs...his cock juts out of his pants and the purple mushroom-shaped crown of his cock rubs against my bare flat belly leaving beads of pre-cum on my skin.
He clears his throat and raises a brow...I take the hint and lower his pants, my face getting too close to his cock and I can't help but wonder how he's going to fit inside me.
It's going to hurt. But it's a pain I'm willing to endure...for him. Mom and Sola had this talk with me when I was twelve, it was embarrassing but I remember they said that the first time always hurts...especially with a man as big as my husband.
I nearly complete my task but forgot the boots, I untie them and pull them off his feet, socks next and then I pull his pants down the rest of the way. I stand back up before my husband, just realizing that we both had the same idea. We were both naked under our wedding dress and dress uniform.
"Come here," he wraps his arms around me and pulls me in for a big hug. It's so unexpected that I gasp when the side of my face smacks into his rock solid chest and his cock jabs against my lower belly. I try to hide the desire coursing through my blood at the heat coming from his cock alone.
One of his hands pet my hair and we just stand like this for a short while before he presses a kiss to my hair and inhales my scent. I inhale his scent too, we both smell alike with us using the same soap and shampoo and conditioner but I could still smell him. He has a distinct masculine scent to him and I could live happily smelling that scent for the rest of my life.
He kisses my hair gently again and then he scoops me into his arms and carries me to the bed, lying me down in the center and letting me feel all of him as he lies down on top of me.
Chest to chest.
Belly to belly.
Cock to...pussy.
But he doesn't rush anything. He just grabs my hands in his and a second later I feel something thin and rough wrap around my left wrist and then my right wrist and then my arms are pulled as far as they can go at an angle from my head and held down against the bed.
I look up to see what's wrapped around my wrists but Ani pushes my head back down against the mattress and brings his lips crashing down onto mine and parts my lips with his, forcing his tongue into my mouth to search out my own. I moan into his mouth and try to move my arms to wrap around him and bring him closer to me but...I can't.
My arms are being held down onto the bed by something that feels like rope. One of his hands fist my hair and the other slides down my body, leaving goosebumps in its wake, and two of his fingers easily slide into my wet pussy.
He groans. "Are you always this wet? Or is this all for me?"
I ground my hips against those fingers and moan, "Only for you, always for you." He hums at that and his deft fingers leave my core and then he's sliding them into my mouth, I have no choice but to suck them clean and I already know what the taste is going to be like. He had me lick my own cum off his face earlier, it was something I didn't think I could ever do but seeing the evidence of my pleasure on his face...it was arousing and I couldn't tell him no.
I could never tell him no. He's my weakness, if I ever had one.
"Always for me," he murmurs in agreement and his fingers are back inside me and spreading me wider. "Have you ever used a toy to pleasure yourself? Or just your fingers?"
I've never been asked that and blush at the question. I never even told him I touched myself, got myself off. He must just assume that I did. "Only my fingers," I whisper.
"This is going to hurt." He warns me, rubbing the crown of his cock against my wet folds and I shiver in anticipation. "Even if I was smaller or average sized it would hurt...but I'm not small or average sized."
"I know." He didn't ask me a question but I need him to know that I know and that I'm okay with it. Then I realize I forgot something, and add, "Sir."
He hisses at just the slight contact of his crown at my entrance. "You can forgo that, I need you to be on the same page as me here. We're husband and wife right now." He kisses my lips gently. "We don't need a safe word here, that's for when we do stuff that could hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable that isn't losing your virginity. But I do need you to be honest with me and tell me when you need me to slow down or stop. Okay?"
I nod and whimper as his cock rubs against me again. "Okay," my voice is breathless.
"Good." He rubs against me again and then he molds his lips to mine and distracts me with his lips, tongue and teeth so much that I barely realize he's inside me now, just the crown of his cock but even that's wide and thick enough for me to take notice of. "Are you taking birth control or do I need to pull out of you before I cum?"
I feel like I'm being split in half, torn in two and only about an inch of him is inside me. I barely hear his words but I do hear them, and nod. "Sandi had me start taking birth control, I took the pill this morning." Then his tongue is back in my mouth, it fights for control with mine, his lips dominate mine and our teeth clash. He thrusts his hips deeper inside me and the pain is almost unbearable.
Almost.
I don't speak. I don't tell him to stop or to slow down. I just ride with it and whimper as he thrusts himself deeper and deeper until it feels like his whole arm is inside me.
Shit. He's too big, I'm surprised he could fit inside me but he's making himself right at home. His thick cock slides out of me, inch by inch, until only the crown of him is inside me and he slides right back in.
I scream a little into his mouth. His eyes are watching me closely. I don't tell him to stop or slow down. I want this just as much as he does. I've waited too long already. I'm not about to tell him to stop when we both need this.
His tongue leaves the warmth of my mouth and his lips kiss a trail down my cheek, over my jaw and down the side of my neck. His teeth bite into my skin and the sensation is enough to distract me. Until he thrusts inside me again and again and again with his raw masculine power.
He marks me with his teeth and with his cock.
Leaving bite marks on my neck and tearing my pussy wider for him to claim me as his. He growls, "mine!" against my neck and I moan, scream, wail his name: Ani! over and over and over again.
I am his.
All his.
Every inch of me belongs to him.
Every inch of him belongs to me.
All me.
He is mine.
His thrusts get faster and faster, deeper and deeper, his breathing is harsh against my neck, his thumb is rough against my clit and my whole body feels like it's going up in flames.
"Are you close?" he knows I'm close, just like I know he's close too.
I nod against his long curly hair against my chin and he curses under his breath in that strangely familiar language again and then his lips are back on mine and he's retaking my mouth with his.
The metallic taste of blood trickles into my mouth and I know he reopened the cuts he made on my lips and maybe I even reopened the cut on his lip? I don't think about it any more, I just keep moaning and screaming his name and wailing...then I cum and it feels amazing, and he erupts inside me, filling me up with his warm seed.
Even after he cums, he doesn't slow down. His cock pulses inside me and I let him ride out his orgasm until he's done and we're left a sweaty, tired mess of bloody lips and cum, both his and mine.
He smiles against my lips, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my nose and trickling down my face. I only realize that my face is wet too, even my eyes. Was I crying? I don't know. I don't know anything right now, except how sore and tired and torn in half, I feel.
He slides out of me slowly and frees my wrists from the rope and pulls me into his side. He kisses my hair and praises me, compliments he, tells me how amazing I was and how beautiful I am. I wrap my arms around him and hold onto him tight, like a life preserver in the middle of a stormy sea. I can stay like this for the rest of my life and be perfectly content.
"I love you," I don't bother keeping that in any longer, and I don't expect for him to say the words back. I'll admit that it'll hurt, but he readily admitted to me who he is and I knew that going into this.
That's why it surprises me when he pulls me tighter against him and fists his hand in my hair to tilt my head back to look at him with an expression on his face I never saw before. "I love you too," his voice sounds like gravel and then his lips softly kiss mine and I've never felt better or more loved before in my life.
Even if he didn't say the words, I would've known he loved me. His actions spoke volumes and told me everything I needed to know. But to hear him admit his love for me out loud? It tears me apart inside more than his cock already did. I cry and this time I'm fully aware of it.
The tears are of pure joy and the deep emotions I'm feeling right now, not of pain. His eyes look the brightest blue I've ever seen, like the clear blue skies of Naboo and he kisses each and every tear that slides down my cheeks, telling me he loves me every time he does.
He lets me see how vulnerable he is in this moment and I love him all the more for it. This is how it should be between a married couple who deeply loves one another. Even for newlyweds, perhaps even more for newlyweds.
When he's done, he still holds me tight in his arms and we stay like this for a while...and then he says, "Do you still want to call your parents? I can arrange for you to speak to them in my office, I have the full comm set up in there." I snap my head up at him teary-eyed all over again at his offer.
He was pissed when I first told him I wanted to talk to them as my one condition for marrying him. But now that he knows the truth, that they didn't abandon me or force me into this life...he must've softened against them.
My heart squeezes at the offer and I don't think I could possibly love my dark prince anymore than I do in this moment. "Thank you, I think they'd like to know that I'm alive and well. I haven't spoken to them since that day..."
He sits up quick. "Wait," he sits me up too and looks at me with a fierce expression. "They don't know what happened to you?"
I shake my head, getting teary all over again. What's happening to me? "No. I don't know what Moff Panaka told them, if he ever told them he had me...but..." I trail off, not knowing what else to say.
"I wish you told me that sooner," he kisses my forehead and his warmth leaves me as he goes into the refresher and returns a moment later with a wet rag. He cleans my face first, getting the blood and sweat off and then he cleans the sweat and cum from between my thighs and I thank him for being so loving. "Don't mention it, it's the least I can do." He tosses the rag and sits back at my side. "Can you walk...or do you want me to carry you into my office?"
I could walk, it might hurt and be sore between my thighs...he wasn't kidding about that but I'd rather be in his arms and extend my arms to him. He scoops me up with ease and carries me back into the hall and down to an unmarked door and waves a hand to the side, the door slides open to reveal a large room with viewscreens and technology everywhere.
I guess when you're the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Forces you'd have to stay connected. I imagine he could run the whole military and maybe even active military operations across the galaxy from this very room.
This is what I was expecting when I arrived here. This room alone speaks volumes and speaks of the wealth and power of the man who owns it.
He sits me down in a leather seat around a holotable at the left of the room that's about the same size as the master bedroom, perhaps a little bigger and he punches in some code and a request for a frequency pops up. "Type in their frequency," he tells me and I type in the frequency we have at home- my family home. Before I could hit the transmit button, he stays my hand by grabbing it and squeezing it. "They'll only be able to see your face," he tells me. "Do me a favor and don't mention me or being newly married. I think that's something you have to tell them in person, especially when you tell them just who you married."
He's right, unfortunately. They'll be a nervous wreck if they found out I married him- Lord Vader, they probably wouldn't even believe that I love him or that he loves me. They'd believe he forced me into it, or that I'm here against my will. I exhale and nod. "Okay."
He squeezes my hand again. "Just tell them your okay, I'll be outside to give you some privacy." He presses a kiss to my knuckles and steps out of the room, leaving me alone to gather my thoughts and regain my composure, then I tap the transmit button and the connect screen pops up. I don't know what time it is on Naboo, it could be the middle of the night...or they could be out.
My hand is shaking. I'm more nervous now than I was earlier when I first met the man I just married and feel ridiculous. But this is my mom and dad...and I don't know what they believe happened to me. They might believe I'm dead...
Just as that horrible thought crosses my mind, the face of my sister appears before me and she looks at me like she's looking at a ghost, which does nothing to ease my mind. "Hi, Sola." I start, my voice quiet and unsure.
My sister looks the same, but different. Her eyes are darker than usual, she's got dark bags under her eyes and she looks haggard and worn...hell, I feel even worse now than I did before. "P-Padmé..." she whispers, her voice is trembling.
Another face appears behind my sister within viewing range of the holotransmitter. Dad, and he looks just as surprised to be seeing me. "Padmé!" He looks away and I hear him yell, "Jobal! Come quick!" Then he looks back at me. "You're alive...we thought, we thought...Quarsh said..." he trails off, sounding like he's not capable of finishing his sentence. "It doesn't matter, you're alive."
"What is it, Ruwee?" My mother's voice sounds through the transmission and then she's with viewing range and her image looks just the same as my father's and sister's does. "Padmé..."
The hell that my family has been through...to think that I was dead. That has to be what they believe if Dad would say you're alive, like he didn't believe I was. And the looks on my mother's and sister's face...I don't know why Moff Panaka would tell them that...to be so cruel. But I'm glad they know the truth now, that I'm alive. "Hi Mom, Dad. I missed you all so much." I'm crying again too and don't bother wiping the tears away.
My family has been living the last two years believing I was dead while I was being held captive and forced into slavery...maybe, maybe...they were better off believing I was dead than to believe I was being locked in a room for twenty months and four months of slavery to a Hutt and then sex slavery...I think that would hurt them even more.
To know that their daughter was almost a sex slave...only to be saved by the Dark Lord of the Sith himself. I think Ani's right, its not something they should hear over holocommunications, it's something I'll have to tell them in person...along with the whole story of what happened to me leading up until today.
We sit here in silence until Dad's distraught voice comes back through. "We missed you too, Padmé...I-I can't believe it. We had a funeral for you and everything...of course, there was no body...but just seeing you here and hearing your voice...where are you? Are you safe?"
It's heartbreaking to hear his distraught voice, seeing tears slide down his stubbled cheeks. The one who's always been strong and nearly unshakable. "I'm okay, Dad. Really. A lot happened over the last two years...but that's not something we need to go over now. I just wanted to let you know I'm okay, and yes, I'm safe. I can't say much more right now."
"Oh, Padmé..." Mom raises a hand to cover her mouth, I can still hear her sobs though. "Are you sure you're okay? You don't need us to come get you? You know we will, no matter where you are."
My mother...always so caring and nearly as unshakable as my dad. "I'm sure, Mom. If you asked me that a week ago...I may not have the same answer. But I'm okay now, I swear." I shouldn't have mentioned that, but it's too late to change that now and I am okay.
More than okay.
Sola still looks like she's looking at a ghost but she finally speaks, sniffling, "I miss you, little sister."
I smile at my sister, "I miss you too, Sola. So much..." I don't say that I'll see her soon, as much as I'd like too and that's because I don't know when I'll see them. I just know that I have to see them, to assure them that I am alive and well and safe. "I have to go, I love you all." I don't wait for an answer, I can't.
I'm glad I got to talk to them, but I wish I didn't talk to them right now. Not when everything is still so raw, so fresh, so...
I stand to my feet, and pain shoots through my body, mostly around my pelvis, between my thighs and I grab onto the table for support. That wasn't a good idea, I sit back down and like he knew I was hurting, the door opens and my dark prince storms right in to save the day again and hauls me into his strong arms without question or hesitation. I wrap my arms around his neck and as he carries me back out of the office and back to our room, I pull his head down and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you."
The edges of his lips curve up but he doesn't respond, we enter our room and he sets me back down on the bed and hauls me back into his side. "You don't have to thank me for anything," he kisses my hair. "We're married now, I love you and you love me. This," he gestures with his hand between us, "is what people do for those they love...and I hope you trust me enough to be open with me. I may not know what it felt like to be you these last two years, but I do know what slavery feels-"
"I miss them." I interrupt him, needing him to know how much I miss and love my family. "They thought...they thought I was dead." My voice sounds lifeless as I pour my feelings out to my husband. "Quarsh...Moff Panaka told them I was dead. How can he be so cruel?"
My poor family...to live with the belief that I was dead. I can't imagine their agony, the pain they've felt over the last couple years. To believe that their youngest daughter, little sister was dead-
Ani pulls me tighter against him with one strong arm and his other hand comes to pet my hair. I think he likes my hair. "Before, you mentioned something about where you'd like to go on your honeymoon when you eventually got married." He changes the subject, his hand still petting my hair gently. "But you never mentioned where you'd like to go, so anywhere in the galaxy with the cost not being a factor...where would you like to go?"
"Lake country," I always wanted my honeymoon to be at my family's lake house. Just me and my husband, no servants and no family. "It's on Naboo, my family has a lake house there. Its beautiful."
His eyebrows screw together. "Out of the entire galaxy...the place you'd want to have your honeymoon is at your family's...lake house?" Disbelief pours out of his voice.
I shrug. "Trust me, when you see it...you'll see why. It's secluded, the lake is warm in the summer months...which it is now, and there's this little island in the middle of the lake...you'll like it."
He's silent, just continuing to pet my hair and hold me possessively at his side. "Okay...if you want to have our honeymoon there then I guess I'll just have to meet the parents a lot sooner than I planned." My heart leaps at his words and I look up at him in shock. "Why so surprised? If you didn't tell me that they thought you were dead and that you haven't spoken to them in over two years...I'd say let's just go to my- our fortress retreat here on Coruscant next to the Great Western Sea. It's also secluded, and peaceful...a good place for me to get away from everyone and meditate."
Fortress retreat next to the Great Western Sea? There's water on this city-planet?
He must feel my confusion...or see it on my face. "Oh, yes. There's water here, the Great Western Sea, but it's not really a sea and its...artificial..." he shrugs and gives me a boyish look that reminds me of how young he is, despite who he is and how he looks. "The point is, there's water here and I- we have a large castle there. I'll bring you to it sometime, its more of a home than this place could ever be."
I could see what he means, this palace is huge...way too big for only two people to ever live in. I'm sure there are several dozen floors, probably hundreds, maybe even thousands, that are all empty. I can't imagine he'd be able to furnish this whole place, or that he'd want too and I could tell that just by this floor alone. This room looks more like a guest room than a master bedroom...I'll have to change that. He did, after all, give me permission to decorate it as I wish. I'll have to think on that, later though.
"I can't wait to see it," I tell him, and I mean it. I'd like to see exactly what he means by its more of a home.
His hand that's wrapped around me rubs my flat belly and he sighs. "You will." His other hand is still petting my hair, I like it just as much as he seems too. It's comforting, relaxing. "I have some meetings I have to attend to in the morning, I'll have Commander Keller arrange our transportation to Naboo. I'll have to deal with something there first, but I'll have him bring you to see your family and let you reunite. I'll meet up with you there and you can...introduce me to your family. I just hope I don't ruin that reunion for you."
That last part was almost too quiet for me to hear him mutter, but I did hear it. And I won't let him think I didn't. It's not often I hear him lack confidence, or self-doubt and I won't stand for it. I love him for who and what he is...but I won't sugarcoat things, I don't think he'd appreciate that. "I won't lie to you, Ani." I start, thinking over my words carefully. "They will be afraid for me at first, maybe think that you forced me to marry you or that you're keeping me prisoner...but I'll set them straight. I won't let anyone, not even my family, get between us." Something powerful washes over me and I push myself up on my knees and crawl on top of him. My legs straddle his lean hips. "I'll tell them everything and will make them see the side of you that I see. The one that made me fall in love with you." I kiss the cleft in his chin. "The real you that I see, the one that's more charming and caring and loving than he thinks."
He growls, tilts his chin closer to my face. "Sorry, Padmé but this side of me is reserved only for you...you won't see me acting this way, when it's not just us, like this...alone. I won't hold your hand, or carry you, or hold you at my side...I can't let people see just how much you mean to me. It'll only make you a bigger target if people find out that I love you, and I won't let that happen." Defiance. That's what that tilt of his chin meant. I thought he was pushing his chin up to be closer to me...but no, it was to show his defiance from where he lies beneath me.
His words are true though, not that I think many people would even believe he's capable of feeling love. I've heard a lot of stories and rumors about him and since he remains shrouded under his cloak and cowl...and people only see those yellowish red eyes, many don't even believe he's human. I've heard some people even say he's a new prototype of an assassination droid. He's not though, he's just as human as anyone else, just with a power that only two people fully understand.
He wraps his arms around me and holds me prisoner against him. "You don't mind that, do you? I don't want you to think I'm being cold or heartless but you have to understand our position. I'm untouchable, incorruptible and I only do what I believe is best for the Empire. As Supreme Commander and Second-in-Command only to my Master, that's my job and that makes me the second biggest target for the Rebel Alliance and the biggest target in the Emperor's Court for people that want my power." He conveys to me just how serious he is with his tone and the serious look on his face. "The only one who gets to hurt you is me, you're mine and I won't let anyone try to get to me by hurting or taking you away from me.
"Do you understand?"
A shiver goes down my spine at his words and at his tone. "Yes...yes, I understand. I didn't really think about that." I have to remember that this isn't a fairy tale, this won't be easy. I just know that I love him and I trust him to keep me safe. I won't trade this-him for anything.
"I know you didn't," he pulls my head down into the crook of his neck and our heartbeats join together. "But Padmé, I do think about this. It's my job as Supreme Commander and my job as your husband to think like this. That's why I had Commander Keller contact my Noghri Death Commandos, I'm going to assign my personal Commandos to protect you. They'll go with you everywhere and always remain close by. You won't see them, but if you need them...they'll be there. They're more than capable of protecting you, and if you're going anywhere that's a more hostile place or if I uncover threats made against you, then I'll assign more to protect you and keep you safe while I deal with the threats."
I believe him. I haven't known him long but I already know he's possessive and won't let anyone take what's his.
And I'm his.
"Hold me," I don't want to keep talking about this, I just want him to hold me even tighter than he already is and he tightens his hold on me even more. I grow sleepy and tired lying completely naked on top of him. He's strangely comfortable to lie on, to feel the gentle rise and fall of his strong chest. To feel his constant heartbeat. To feel his heat envelop me. To feel his breath tickle my head. His arms wrapped around me...
My eyes grow heavy and just before I fall asleep I swear I hear him whisper..."Goodnight Angel."
I blink my eyes open to a strange room. It's dark. I can't see anything but something under me is moving...it's warm...I jump when a rough hand touches the small of my back.
"Easy, easy..." I know that voice...the memories of last night come back into focus and I remember where I am and sink into that familiar touch. "There you go," Ani says, his long, strong arms coming around me and holding me back down against him.
I feel something prod between my thighs and it takes my tired mind a minute to realize what it is and I blush. He can't see me blushing though because of how dark it is. I can barely see him it's so dark...and he's under me!
His hard cock slaps my thigh again and I moan this time. I can't even pretend I didn't feel him. "Someone's happy you're awake." His amused voice flows into my ear.
"Mmm," I mutter and ground my hips against his cock and his cock reacts immediately and his hands find my ass and he guides me down to his cock. One of his hands slide down the curve of my ass and then I feel the crown of his cock being guided to my entrance...
"You sure?" he asks and when I nod against his chest, he slides into me to the hilt. He slides in a lot easier this time and it doesn't feel as painful, though its still not a comfortable or pleasant feeling quite yet.
I can't wait until it is. Until I can take all ten or so inches of him into my pussy and enjoy him filling me up. His hands grab my waist and he guides me down onto his cock at the same time he drives up into me. Our flesh slapping together to become one fills my ears, his grunts too and my screams, moans and wails mix in.
He grounds me down against his cock and thrusts his cock to pound into my pussy at the same time and I've never felt anything so intense and painful and...oh yes, right there! He changes the angle and hits the perfect spot and he does it again and again and again...finally, I scream his name and cum all over his cock as he thrusts into me furiously and unloads inside me with a final grunt of pleasure and whispers my name under his breath like a prayer.
His body is sweaty under mine and I can feel a fresh layer of sweat on my own body. My breath is fast and I try and control it, but feeling the rapid breathing of Ani under me grounds me and we slow our breaths together.
"Fuck." He says, and I can hear a smile in his voice. I smile too. "I love you."
I smile into the darkness and turn my head to find his lips and I kiss him. "I love you too, husband." He groans under me and flips me over so I'm under him and he's hovering above me. I can barely make out his muscular form moving over mine, he's like a shadow.
His lips are on my neck and his teeth bite into my flesh. His hands are rough on my skin as he holds me down. His thighs spread mine. "Close your eyes and just breathe, I just want you to feel." I don't need to close my eyes, I can't see as is but I obey his command and let my other senses do their job.
He presses his body down against mine to let me feel every inch and every pound of him and I shiver as his hot breath breathes against my neck. He takes his time as he kisses, licks, nips, bites, squeezes...he makes his way to my breast and swirls his tongue around my already hard nipple and he makes it even harder. He wraps his lips around it and sucks my nipple into his hot wet mouth like a teething infant looking for its mother's milk and he bites down, I arch my breast further into his mouth. He grunts and squeezes my other breast with his rough hand.
I've never felt anything like this. The not seeing seems to intensify the sensation and I know that's exactly what he wanted. He's making me feel incredible and he continues making me feel incredible as he works his way down my body, leaving no inch of me unexplored with his mouth, lips, tongue, teeth and hands.
He spends a minute at my navel before working his way down my flat belly even more and licks his way through my short dark hair above my wet pussy and then he's...on my thigh and ignoring the place I want him most.
I know he's doing this on purpose and I pretend to be fine with it but I can feel his eyes watching me closely. He's waiting for me to mention it. But I won't. He's down at my knee now and continuing down to my feet...where he discovered I'm ticklish, when we were in the shower.
I tried to hide that but couldn't. He was persistent and he seemed to enjoy making me laugh until my chest hurt from laughter. He smiled so beautifully that it made my heart hurt. I liked that he liked to make me laugh.
He's not the man he thinks he is. He's too hard on himself, too serious, I'll make it my mission to make life easier on him with my love, care and attention. I'll let him use my body and we'll both get what we want. I'll get him and the unbelievable pleasure he gives me by pleasuring himself with my body.
He picks up my right foot off the bed in his hands and he sucks on my toes, one by one and his hot breath tickles underneath. I squirm in his grasp...but he only breathes on my feet but each time his breath hits the underside of my foot, it only makes it harder and harder not to crack a smile and feel like laughing, feel like pulling out of his hold.
I don't though. I fidget and squirm and shake and shiver...then he licks my foot and kisses the pad before dropping my foot back to the bed and spreading my thighs with his hands before he's right where I want- no need him.
He really has made a monster out of me. I just came and I need to cum again already. His mouth is on my clit, he's sucking it into his mouth, licking it, nipping it...and it feels incredible! Then he licks his way inside me and I'm already almost there. He holds my thighs down on the mattress to prevent me from locking him into another vise lock and he ravishes my pussy without mercy until I scream and my pleasure fills his mouth, leaving me a quivering, shaking, incredibly satisfied mess. I don't even know how to describe how I feel. Are there words to describe this amazing feeling? I can't think of any-
I can't think of anything, I can only think of him and how incredible he is. He gives my pussy one last lick that shoots electricity up my spine and then he's beside me and pulling me against him. My back to his chest, my ass to his cock and his head in my hair.
"Go back to sleep Angel," I am tired and falling asleep sounds good...
"Goodnight Ani..." I fall back into the darkness of sleep.
I awaken again and this time...I'm cold. I open my eyes to find Ani isn't behind me and where he was, is now cold. He hasn't been here in some time.
The room is still dark, having no window and no chronometer will do that. I don't even know where the light switch is! I roll over to the edge of the bed and feel around the nightstand for some light or something and I find a datapad.
I can't remember it being there before. I hit the button on the bottom and it lights up with a note from Ani, it says: Morning Angel. If you're reading this, then I'm not pressed up against your backside wanting nothing more than to roll you over and fuck you again. Though...I do want to do just that. And we will, I promise.
I pause and shiver. I'll make sure he delivers on that promise just like the last one he made me...I go back to reading. Anyway, I'm probably in my office. I told you I had some meetings and I had those relocated here. I have R2-D2 and C-3PO in the room with you, I know its dark, so you can't see them. The lights are activated by voice or by datapad, the datapad you need is in the drawer of the nightstand. You can control almost everything in the Palace from that. Enough about that, though. I love and miss you already...what are you doing to me, woman? Go take a shower and get dressed in that outfit I have waiting for you in the refresher and then come find me.
Your Husband, Ani.
He has a way with his words, both verbally and in writing. I put the datapad down and try to regain control of my breathing...even his words on the datapad has me wet and desiring him. I could imagine him sitting on the side of this bed, watching me sleep, as he wrote that.
It must've taken him some time too, unless he's a natural smooth talker...a charmer, which, well...he is. That could've come from him naturally. I wish it came to me that easily. But it doesn't...I'm more shy and reserved than he is. I like that he's a dirty talker and isn't afraid of who he is. He's a man who knows who and what he is and who and what he isn't.
I lean over the bed and open the nightstand drawer and find the datapad he mentioned inside and the screen lights up. It has a list of options on it and then I remember the note..."lights on." The lights turn on and blinds me for a moment until I blink a few times to see straight.
"Look R2! Mistress Padmé has awoken." A gold plated protocol droid says, looking down at his counterpart that I remember were both at our wedding last night. He saunters over to me with the astromech droid at his side. "Hello there! I am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations. And this is my counterpart, R2-D2. I must say that I am thrilled to meet you, Mistress Padmé!"
The astromech droid beeps and his dome rotates side to side in obvious excitement. It looks like he's almost jumping from one arm to the other too.
"R2 here says he's glad that Master Ani has finally found someone he loves and that loves him back." C-3PO continues. "I am quite glad too, I can't recall ever seeing Master Ani as happy as he was last night at your wedding."
That warms me inside and I stop listening to what the protocol droid continues to say. He likes to talk, I can see that. I can see the astromech droid, R2-D2 also likes to taunt and make fun of him. They're close, it's easy to see that. I know they're close to Ani too, if he programmed the droids to call him Ani.
The painful feeling between my thighs from last night is gone, I feel just like I did before I was torn in half...that was quick, I think to myself in surprise and walk across the room to the refresher, the door slides open and I step inside. I have to go to the bathroom and I have to shower, I start the shower up by using the touchscreen interface and then pad over to the toilet.
When I'm done, I walk over to the sink and wash my hands and then see the outfit Ani was talking about. It was one of the outfits I chose when the tailor was here last night, we discussed many different outfit options and she promised to get them here as soon as they were done.
She works quick, I'll give her that and the outfit is even more beautiful than it looked like on the datapad. Its a silky red fabric, soft to the touch. Its a strapless dress that starts just above my breasts and rides down to mid-thigh. Red lace panties and a red lacy bra accompany it along with a note that I can't help but smile at: You're just trying to kill me, aren't you? Its a note from Ani, that's easy enough to tell.
I shake my head with a smile on my face and go about cleaning myself up in the shower with soap, shampoo and conditioner. It doesn't take long and then I'm out and drying myself off and getting dressed, anticipation of Ani's reaction at seeing me in this dress giving me the chills.
Red heels are on the floor near the outfit and I step into them, quickly noticing just how right they feel on my feet, compared to the last pair I wore...I shake that from my mind and leave the refresher to see the droids still arguing, they don't even notice me leave the room and walk down to Ani's office.
Just before I reach the door...out of nowhere a gray alien appears before me, startling me and stopping me in my tracks. Its shorter than me but muscular and hairless with little horns on its head and its sniffing me...getting a little too close for comfort. I never saw a being look anything like this and I'm about to call out for Ani when the being kneels before me...and then another pops up out of nowhere behind the one before me, and it kneels too.
"Lady Vader," the first alien says in a deep, gravelly, cat-like voice as it and the other alien kneel before me. "I am Kohvrekhar and this is my clan-brother Ghazhak. We are honored to meet the mate of our lord and we are honored to serve you and keep you safe even at the cost of our own lives."
These must be the Noghri Death Commandos that Ani talked about assigning to me last night...he was right about me not even noticing them. I didn't even see them, until they uncloaked or decided to become visible. I never heard of the Noghri before last night, so who knows what their biology can allow them to accomplish.
Before I can even continue to wonder about the aliens, the door to Ani's office opens and two men walk out dressed in olive green Imperial Officer uniforms, looking a lot less sharp than my Ani did last night in his black dress uniform. They're both older than him, human and light skinned, one with brown hair, thinning in the front with light brown eyes. The other is a bit older than the first, with black hair fading at the front and is shorter too with a round belly and a confident stride like a true military man.
They both stop to look at me and the Noghri but their eyes are locked on me. I wonder what they think about me, about why I'm here. I don't think Ani would tell them I'm his wife, and then Ani appears behind them and clears his throat, "you both know your way back to the turbolift." Both men take the hint at Ani's icy tone and leave us, both sets of eyes watching me, the brown haired one smiles like he's in on a secret that he isn't supposed to know about as the doors shut and they descend.
Ani wraps his arms around me when they're gone and kisses my forehead. "I see you met Kohvrekhar and Ghazhak."
I nod, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Yes...Koh-vrek-har," I try pronouncing his name, "gave me quite the scare when he appeared out of thin air."
"That was not my intention, Lady Vader." Kohvrekhar is quick to say as he and his clan-brother remain kneeling before me and Ani.
"I told you that, didn't I?" Ani says to me. "They'll always be close by and you won't see them. If you need them though...trust me, they'll be dealing with the enemy long before the enemy or enemies even know what hits them." It seems like Ani is fond of them and trusts their ability to keep me safe, and if he trusts them, then so will I.
They definitely proved their abilities to be stealthy. Kohvrekhar was right in front of me and I couldn't even see him. If he could do that with potential assassins, then I have no doubt that Ani's right in his assessment of them.
"Leave us," Ani says to the Noghri, and then he guides me back to our room and changes the subject. "Did you get my note?"
I blush and nod. "Yes...you like teasing me, don't you?"
His eyebrows raise. "Teasing you? Angel, I meant every word that I said. I watched you all night as you slept, listening to your cute little snores and all I wanted to do was flip you over onto your belly and fuck you from behind." He smiles, a dimple appearing in his right cheek. "But I wasn't going to wake you up, and you needed your sleep. I hope you slept well."
My eyes begin to get all teary again. I'm just a bundle of emotions now, aren't I? "I did, I liked feeling your strong arms wrapped around me as I slept. It was comforting and I felt...safe, secure and loved for the first time I could remember in a long, long time."
"Good," he nods his head as we step back into our room. "And how are you feeling? Still sore?"
"No," I shake my head, still surprised. "It feels like last night before you took my virginity. It doesn't hurt at all." I don't miss the pleased face that crosses his face, like he knows something I don't. "That's why you were up all night last night, isn't it?" I stab an accusing finger into his chest as it all begins to come together. "You used your power to heal me."
He looks quite pleased that I put all of this together. "Yes and no..." he says in that all too familiar way. "Yes, I healed you with my power and no, it wasn't why I was up all night. I don't sleep, you see...I meditate when I need to get my rest and my meditation sustains me better than sleep ever could. I just liked watching you sleep, I liked holding you in my arms...and I wasn't sure if my attempt at healing you would work...I never used it on anyone before and I wanted to make you feel better. Is that a crime?"
I'm crying again. Damn him. I throw my arms around his neck and jump into his arms. He catches me with ease and wraps his arms around my back. "No it's not a crime, thank you." Now that I'm thinking about it...the love mark I should be bearing is gone too. He bit me more than enough, I should have several love marks on my neck and breasts and belly and thighs and even between my thighs.
But I don't, because he healed them all. Guess he didn't want my family to see me with all of those bite marks...it makes me smile and I burrow my face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his beautiful masculine scent.
He just holds me as I inhale his scent and cry into his neck. He kisses my hair and rubs his cheek against my head. "I couldn't exactly having you look as you did when you reunite with your family." He says into my ear like he knows what I was thinking...maybe he does know what I'm thinking! I pull back and look into eyes that tell me that: yes, he does know. "I felt a connection with you from the beginning, Padmé. You were open to me from the second you stepped off that turbolift. You're even more open to me now. If it...bothers you, I could teach you ways to conceal your thoughts from me...but our bond is already strong. As strong a bond as I've ever had with someone who isn't Force-sensitive, and it feels like you want me to know all of this."
He looks confused by this bond we share, but I feel it too. I felt it from the second those cold blue eyes landed on me and he made the quip about me staying on the turbolift. He made me feel slightly less anxious about being in his presence and before I knew it...I was already falling in love with the man who freed me, even unknowingly, from sex slavery.
I owe him my life, but that's not why I chose to marry him. Its also not why I love him...at least not the whole reason, I love him because he was open with me from the beginning. He was honest, showing me a part of himself that only a few before me ever saw. Then when he discovered I was a sex slave...he freed me and said he'd arrange transportation for me to fly home to my family.
I think that was the point where I totally knew he was the man for me. His presence may have been overbearing, but he wasn't. He didn't force me to do anything. He gave me choices, choices that ultimately, only I could make. He wanted me to want to be his, and I did want that- I'll always want that.
I'll always want him.
So no, him reading my mind doesn't bother me one bit and I convey that to him not only by thinking it, but by meeting his gaze and tilting my head back. He gets the message and tilts his head down to meet mine and we kiss.
And we kiss.
And we kiss some more.
My Ani has the most incredible lips. Soft but demanding. I can get lost in these lips and this time, he kisses me softly, he doesn't force my lips open to slide his tongue in, he doesn't give me a bruising kiss, he doesn't clash his teeth against mine.
Its perfect and gentle and I know that this isn't him. He all but told me so, so I'll take it when I can.
A beeping noise sounds from below and Ani groans against my lips. He reaches below my ass and pulls out a comlink from his pocket, "Vader," he sighs.
"My Lord," Commander Keller says. "Grand Moff Tarkin has arrived for his zero nine hundred meeting."
Ani sighs and gives me an apologetic look. "Take him to my office, then come meet me in my bedroom." He thumbs the comlink closed. "I'm going to have Keller bring you shopping." He sets me back down on my feet. "Take this," he hands me a gold Imperial credit chip. "Its yours, it's connected to my bank account. We're going to leave in a few hours and you need to get some clothes and other things I'm sure, if we're going to be spending a week in Lake Country."
I gawk at him. "A week?" I take the credit chip and hold it in my hand, I don't have anywhere in my dress to hold it. "Are you sure you can take that much time off on such short notice?"
Ani wraps his arms around the small of my back and pulls me against him. "I think you forget that I'm the Supreme Commander, I can take time off when I need it...not to mention, Commander Keller will be going with us. He won't be with us at your family lake house...if they allow us to use it for our honeymoon, but he'll be close by to relay information to me and I'll have my secure datapad that I could use if needed." He smiles down at me. "I can take a week off without the galaxy burning to ashes all around us. I can put out the fire, afterwards, if required."
I know I'm beaming up at him, and I don't care. I've only known him for a little over half a day now, the next seven days...just him and me, we can learn a lot about each other. And do other things, too...
I blush and push that thought to the side. "Seven days," I breathe. "I'm excited."
"Me too," Ani kisses me on the forehead just as the doorcom buzzes. Ani waves a hand and the door slides open. "Commander, take Padmé to the Imperial City Mall to buy some clothes and anything else she requires for a week-long vacation. I want you to pack a bag as well, you're coming with us. Buy whatever you need there." Ani gives me another kiss and then he slides out of my grasp and slides by the Commander.
Commander Keller doesn't look surprised or shocked by the display of affection. "Shall we go, My Lady?" I nod to the Commander and we leave together to go to the Imperial City Mall.
I'm going to have to be quick about what I buy, a few hours is hardly enough time, but its all the time I have and I'm going to have to choose what I buy wisely. I want Ani to look at me like he did earlier, to look at me like I'm the most beautiful woman in the galaxy...to look at me like I'm his.
And then...then, I want him to claim me as such.
A/N: If you liked this and haven't already, please follow, favorite and leave a review! The next chapter is currently being written and will be in Padmé's POV! It'll start on the flight to Naboo and will feature Padmé's surprise reunion with her family. She has a lot to tell them and not a lot of time...how will they react to finding out that she's married and married to Lord Vader, no less?
And in Chapter 5, we'll be back in Vader's POV and we'll see what it was that Vader had to handle on Naboo before rejoining Padmé at her folks house. We'll see just how dark he can be when people mess with those he loves, and let me warn you, he isn't the same Darth Vader as he was in canon.
Nope. He's younger, stronger and suitless. He can do things that canon Vader couldn't and he doesn't have the same drawbacks or weaknesses. He's a true force to be reckoned with. But we'll only get a small taste of just how powerful and dark he truly is. We'll get to see him darker and even stronger down the line...we'll also see that he isn't just a warrior, Supreme Commanders, after all, aren't just warriors but they command all Imperial Forces...which means there's a fair amount of administrative work he has to do, plus strategizing his forces on a galactic scale and dealing with the admiralty, high command and politicians (Senators/Moffs/Grand Moffs), etc...and we'll be seeing quite a bit of all of this as the story goes on. Plus we'll see the Emperor and many others...
Chapter 4 will be posted not this coming weekend, but next.
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