Author's Note: I'm sorry for all of my readers to wait the longest time for me to finally type this piece out! lol. Here's chapter 6. Enjoy! -May

Title: Sexy Love
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Sweet. Loveable. And Lonely. Anakin and Padmé are in college, desperate to find love. They have different schedules and different classes. When they finally meet, sparks fly. AU Anidala, obviously. Rated M for Sexual content.
Warnings: Violence. Aggressive Sex. Light BDSM. Sexual language.
Disclaimer: I made all this up. Copyright© of George Lucas.

Chapter VI: Angel of Mine

Anakin sighed gratefully when the last period bell rang. He gathered his belongings and followed the crowd of students out of the class. Just when he reached the door, a rough hand pulled him forward and a pair of demanding lips enclosed around his. Anakin replied but realized these lips weren't who he thought they'd be. He immediately roughly pushed the person off. He snarled at the tall blonde woman before him and wiped his mouth. The girl poked out her bottom lip and pulled a puppy dog face.

"Aww, Ani." She started as Anakin walked away and she followed. "Don't be such a spoil sport. You and Nadia are dead as can be…" She stopped him by pressing her hand against his hard chest. "So… why not live a little?" She licked her lips soundly. Anakin rolled his eyes and coughed a laugh. Obviously this girl hasn't heard the latest news yet.

"Abbé, since you haven't heard the"—

At that moment, a pair of familiar lips captured his. Abbé widened her eyes and gasped. Anakin broke the kiss with a smirk on his face. "I hope that made things perfectly clear." That retort came to a slap to Abbé's face. Vocal cords paralyzed, she just nodded. Anakin smiled and placed a hand on her hip. Abbé rolled her eyes with annoyance and walked away. Anakin kissed her once more and grabbed her ass. Padmé giggled against his lips and pulled his head closer to deepen the kiss. Anakin broke the kiss and smiled gently at her.

"You are my lifesaver." He whispered. Padmé smiled.

"And lover." She added. Anakin sighed.

"Do you have any idea how many girls have seen my love bite permanently scarred on my neck and asked me about it?"

Padmé smiled cheekily. "How many?"

"More than the number of times we've made love." He chuckled.

Padmé gasped. "That many?" She shook her head. "Tsk, tsk."

Anakin pointed to red marked spot on his neck right below his ear. "Thanks to you…"

"I aim to please." She giggled. Anakin laughed.

"Many have tried, my dear…" He placed her hand on his chest, his heart beating strong and steady over the palm of her hand. "And many have failed but you."

"Oh Ani." She whispered lovingly as she reached up to kiss him again. Anakin closed his eyes, loving the way her lips moved against his. Padmé slid her tongue deep inside his mouth as Anakin's hand moved towards her breast. Padmé ripped her mouth away from his, leaving Anakin confused. Padmé smiled nervously and laced her small hands with his large ones. "Let's get something to eat."

Anakin sensed she was keeping something from him but ignored it completely. He agreed and began walking with her towards the speeder. As he helped her slide in the passenger seat, Padmé looked down and stared at her belly for the longest time. She rubbed it cautiously and let a lonely tear drop down her cheek. Anakin climbed in the other way and caught her hand on her stomach. His worry grew when he noticed her turn pale. "Padmé?" Anakin asked worriedly. Padmé jumped a little and smiled calmly.

"Yeah?" She replied.

"You okay?"

Padmé nodded and laughed. "I'm just so hungry!" She exclaimed. Anakin, without saying a word, touched the hand that was placed on her stomach. Padmé held his hand and kissed it.

"I'm fine." She whispered. Anakin smiled a little and leaned forward to place a kiss on her lips. She sighed against his lips and kissed him back. "I love you, Anakin."

Anakin gently rubbed his thumb to her bottom lip. "I love you too, angel."

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"Is it done yet?" Padmé asked worryingly as she paced around the room nervously. Sabé sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Noooo… for the millionth time." Sabé glanced at the timer and looked back at Padmé. "Just wait for about… eh… 3 more minutes."

Padmé bit her lip from breaking down crying. She stopped pacing. "What will my parents say?" She asked Sabé helplessly. Sabé shook her head confusedly and shrugged. Padmé gasped. "What will Anakin say?" She asked with tears now swimming in her eyes. Sabé got up from the chair and wrapped her arms around her friend. Padmé rested her head against her shoulder.

"That man loves for all he's worth, Padmé." Sabé leaned back and brush off a strand of hair. "He'll never leave you." She promised. Padmé nodded and started walking towards the small kitchen. Padmé didn't seem to hear the timer chime and Sabé quickly raced to pick up a small container, reading the little labels. Her eyes widened. "Padmé…" She called out.

"What, Sabé?"

"May I give you my early congratulations to you…?"

"What? I'm not?" She asked eagerly.

Sabé hid the container behind her back. "Well, I"—

"Of course! I can't be! That is way off the subject here!" She laughed.

"Sith yes it is but"—

"How can I be? What will my parents think? Of course my father will attempt to murder me, and force me to marry Palo but…" She gave out a sigh of relief. "You just made my day, Sabé!"

"Padmé…" Sabé started saying again but was interrupted by Padmé.

"What was I thinking? I got myself so scared half to death for nothing!" Padmé sat down, smiling.

Sabé bit her lip and read the container again. "Umm… Padmé?"

"Yes?" She asked and sighed. "I have to tell Anakin." She started to stand but to be only pushed back down on the chair. Sabé sat on the other chair across from her and looked at her with uncertain blue eyes. Padmé noticed the container she was holding and with shaky hands, she reached out to grab it. Padmé closed her eyes and lifted the tab. She opened her eyes ever so slowly only to find that the little label said, 'positive.' Padmé jolted right up her seat and ran to the bathroom. Sabé quickly followed her. She found Padmé kneeling in front of the toilet, vomiting her guts out. Sabé lifted her up before any more came out and took her to the sink to wash her mouth out. After, Padmé flopped right back on the ground, covered her face and sobbed. Sabé hugged her closely.

"This isn't right, Sabé." Padmé choked out. "I can't be pregnant." She whispered.

Sabé looked down at her best friend and nodded with fresh tears stinging her eyes. "I know, Padmé." She whispered. "I know." Padmé clung onto Sabé as she was crying hysterically.

A baby? Padmé thought. What will Anakin say?

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Sorry if this was too short. :)