Author's Note: Thanx for the wonderful reviews everyone:) Here's chapter 7. Enjoy!

Warning: This part contains sexual language, rough sex, and is a definite NC-17. If you think this part is either too "agressive" or Anakin's character is too "perverted", then I have no choice but to ask not to read this part. Thank You.

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 VII: I Don't Wanna Know

Anakin gulped his last drink of Tatooine rum as he kept looking at Padmé from the other side of the room. They left one night together of love making to an idiotic college party. He turned his eyes away from the beautiful angel across the room from him and looked at Nadia's way. She still had her black thick hair and her long lean legs. The person she was talking to observed between the two and cleared her throat. Nadia crossed her eyebrows. She jerked her head sideways and pointed at his direction. Nadia noticed him staring at her and smiled. Without even thinking, he smiled back. She excused herself from the conversation she was having and walked towards his direction. She sat on the chair next to him.

"Hello Anakin." She greeted. Anakin clanked his jug on the table and gave her a cold stare.

"Hi Nadia." He spat out her name. Nadia's smile melted.

"What's wrong?" She asked. He snorted.

"You." He said. Nadia sighed and straitened her skirt.

"Ani, that was a hundred years ago"—

"My name," he snarled. "It's Anakin." He growled.

From the other side of the room, Padmé silenced herself from the group conversation and detected Anakin and Nadia's argument.

Anakin continued. "And reminding me of what happened three years ago doesn't make up for what you did."

Nadia stood and scoffed. "It was your own fault."

Anakin smirked. "And how exactly is it my fault?" He stood up, towering over her. "Did I tell you to fuck him? Hmm? Did-did I… make you into a whore?" He asked.

Nadia, wit tears in her eyes, shook her head. "No."

Anakin held his anger in. "Then what?" He asked calmly.

Nadia looked down and sighed. "I was never into you." She silently confessed.

"And that's my fault?" He took another swing of his drink.

Nadia rolled her eyes. "Why couldn't you be more like…?" She looked around the room and found a tall dark haired man standing in the middle of the room. "Like him!" She pointed at Palo. Anakin spit out his rum and looked at her shockingly.

"Palo?!" He nearly yelled. "Are you kidding me?" He yelled fiercely. Padmé stiffened as she saw Anakin's outburst. Nadia shrugged and smirked.

"He is so… different." She studied him. "He's so sexy, smart, unique"—

"And by sexy, smart and unique, you mean unattractive, dense, and just a plain gigolo." He finished. Nadia crossed her arms.

"He's more man than you." Nadia said. "You're just stubborn and bitter."

Anakin's nostrils flared. "Just like Padmé is more woman than you?" He challenged. "Like you're just a pain in the ass and a slut?"

Nadia ignored his last comment and laughed. "That piece of trash? I can outlast that tramp any day of the week!" She laughed harder but immediately stopped when Anakin poured the rum down her shirt. "Sith!" She gasped. Anakin smiled.

"Now you can think twice before talking about my girlfriend!" Anakin yelled. "And I'm not bitter, I'm mad as hell!" He threw the cup down causing it to break into a million pieces. He cut his hand but ignored the pain and walked away. Padmé saw this and followed him. Anakin opened the door out of the dorm room and walked on straight. Padmé tried calling him but the blaring music coming from the room, he couldn't hear her. He walked towards the elevator and dabbed the 'down' button. Once the door was closing, Padmé appeared from the automatic closing door and stopped it. Anakin looked down, embarrassed. Padmé stepped in and pushed the 'down' button.

"Hi." She said quietly. Anakin looked up and said nothing. Padmé walked over to him and entwined her fingers with his. She kissed his hand gently. "Wanna go back to my place?" She asked sweetly. Anakin nodded and closed his eyes. Padmé felt him wrap his arms around him and sighed contentedly as she rested her head on his chest. Anakin dropped his head onto her shoulder and began weeping. Padmé gently rubbed his back. "It's okay, Ani." She cooed. "It's okay."

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Once inside her dorm, Padmé helped Anakin sit on a chair. Anakin dropped his shoulders and covered his face with his hands. Padmé hurried in the kitchen and grabbed a wet towel. She sat down on a chair across from him and gently picked up his hand from his face. She gingerly observed the scar on his hand and pressed the towel onto it. Anakin hissed loudly.

"Sorry." She mumbled. As she continued to treat the wound, Anakin kept staring at her angelic face.

"No you're not." He replied. Padmé stopped tending his cut and looked at him, puzzled.

"Excuse me?" She asked. Anakin stood up, throwing the chair out of the way.

"Why do you love me?" He asked. Padmé stood up with him.

"Be-because… you're fun to be wi-with, you're v-very… handsome." She stuttered, clearly turned on by him forwardness.

"Hmm…" He grunted. "I don't believe you." He slurred.

Padmé got irritated. "What do you think I'm going to do?" She asked. "Go back to that no life, self centered Palo?"

Anakin's eyes flickered with anger. "You better not." He warned. He roughly pushed her up against the wall. "Who will fuck you, huh?" He asked. Padmé's eyes widened. She'd never seen Anakin this angry before. Anakin leaned forward and suckled on her neck. "You will take you inside, so hard and fast…" He whispered as he continued to suck. "Like I do?"

Padmé rolled her eyes back from the pleasure/pain he was giving her. "What's this...?" She gasped as he bit her, hard. "About?" She asked. Anakin smiled against her neck and widened her legs for him. He made her legs make it around his waist as he took off her shirt, showing her small yet round perfect breasts.

"Shut up." He snapped. "Shut up and let me fuck you." He whispered as his lips attacked hers. Padmé kissed him harder. Anakin yelped as he roughly ripped his mouth away from Padmé's, only to find that he was bleeding. Padmé smirked evilly. Anakin roughly grabbed her hand and forced it down his pants. Padmé found the hardened shaft that was begging to be released. She unzipped his pants and freed his underwear. Anakin gripped her shoulders and forced her down. Padmé looked at the big swollen cock before her.

"Suck it, Padmé." He rasped. "Suck it, hard." He ordered. Padmé licked her lips and eagerly took the member in her mouth. Anakin threw his head back. Padmé continued to suck as Anakin's hands rubbed her scalp. "Yessss. Yeeessss… faster."

She obeyed. She bobbed her head up and down, hard and fast. Anakin forced her head to suck further until she reached the base. Padmé grabbed his hips. She nearly gagged but Anakin's sighs and moans made it harder for her to let go. Tears stung her eyes as Anakin's hands pulled at her hair. Anakin moaned loudly as he came. Padmé felt his climax and swallowed his seed, coming rapidly.

Anakin lifted her up by tugging her hair. "Oww!" She made a muffled sound as Anakin's mouth crashed onto hers. He forced his tongue down her throat and removed her skirt. He reached down her panties and rubbed her clit. Padmé moaned against his mouth and dove her small hands into his hair. Anakin lifted only one leg up and stretched her drenched panties to the side. Padmé broke the kiss, gasping for air. Seeing Anakin's lips bloody and swollen from her kiss, made her wetter.

"Say it." He hissed. "I wanna hear you say it…" He licked his lips. Padmé moaned. Apparently, he wanted her to talk dirty to him, considering he was drunk and upset.

She lifted the leg higher and wrapped it around his waist. "Fuck me." She ordered. Anakin growled in appreciation and forced his cock into her. Padmé gasped in pleasure. Anakin groaned and withdrew slowly. He slammed into her again. Padmé's inner walls clenched around his swollen member as he began thrusting harder into her. Anakin sucked in a deep breath and loved her harder. Padmé bit her lips in excitement. She desperately took off his shirt as Anakin continued plunging. As his shirt was free, Padmé desperately clawed at his back and chest. Anakin roughly grabbed her hips and thigh and dove into her faster.

"Oh! Oohhh! Arghh!! Yessss!!" She exclaimed breathlessly. Anakin gasped and buried his hot face in the crook of her neck then traveled lower to her breast. He fiercely bit her breast until a little blue spot appeared. Padmé curled her finger in his hair as her orgasm came, fast. She came, hard. Anakin felt her orgasm, which triggered his and fell limp in her arms. He gave three gentle thrusts and shattered in Padmé's arms. Nothing in the room was said except the pants and gasps between the two lovers.

As their breathing slowly came back to a normal rate, Padmé still had her hand buried in Anakin's hair and Anakin's face still on her neck. With much strength as possible, Anakin lifted his head and pulled his pants back up, buckling his belt. He kissed her softly and carried Padmé in his arms to the bedroom. As he reached the bedroom, Anakin set Padmé down on the bed and removed all of her clothes. As he took off every piece of the clothing off, he noticed the bruises he made and kissed them gently.

Padmé sighed dreamily, as the man she loved, ravished her like a man possessed and then carried her in the bedroom finishing what he started. He stood up and she had the liberty to unbuckle his belt and slide his pants off his hips and saw a big purple spot right on his hip. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his shaft then licked his testicles, cradling them with her tongue. She licked her way up to his torso, stomach, chest and neck. She sucked on his neck soundly then trailed her tongue on his chin. Anakin leaned forward and captured her tongue with his. With Anakin's tongue out, Padmé suckled on it just like what she did with his manhood.

Anakin's member grew harder than it already was. Padmé felt it poking her stomach and decided to take over. She captured his lips and gently pushed him down the bed. She straddled him with her legs on each side of his hips. Anakin's hands trailed over her back and caressed her bottom. Padmé moaned against his lips and lowered herself unto him. Anakin gasped and cradled her in his arms. Padmé lifted herself then flopped back down. She kissed his neck while slowly riding her lover.

Anakin massaged her scalp as she continued to kiss him lazily. Padmé rubbed her clit against his pelvis and moaned softly. Anakin closed his eyes, enjoying the way this woman rode him, ever so slowly. Anakin gasped as he suddenly spilled his seed in her. Padmé felt his orgasm and she too, came. Padmé breathlessly whispered sweet nothings in his ear as she continued kissing his neck. Anakin turned his head and kissed her lips.

Anakin none too gently lifted her from his lap, just far enough away for Padmé to emit a tiny squeak of protest but not enough to sever the intimate joining. He felt the cool rush of air around his heated loins and as he held her, suspended just a heartbeat away, Anakin silently implored Padmé to open her eyes and look into his. Shimmering brown met smoldering hazel.

"I love you." He suddenly said. He looked down, obviously ashamed. "I-I'm so sorry, Padmé." He cried. Tears welling up in his eyes as she lifted his chin. She leaned forward and kissed his lips tenderly.

"Don't be." She whispered. "I love you… this…" She chuckled. "This was never going to change that." She promised. "And…" She added. "This night was incredible." She purred. Anakin yawned. "Sleepy?"

Anakin nodded. "You've worn me out, sweetheart." He laughed weakly. Anakin settled in the middle of the bed and brought Padmé with him. Padmé snuggled up next to him and threw a protective arm around his waist. Anakin did the same and kissed her head sweetly. Anakin fell into a deep sleep while Padmé watched him. She could watch all day and night if she wanted to.

"I love you, Ani." She whispered. "I've never felt like this with anyone but you. You love me for who I am and that's just too hard for me to realize." She laughed silently. "I really want to take the next step with Anakin but I think I'm going to run you off just like I did with Palo." She said her voice breaking. "Anakin, I'm-I'm…" She trailed off. With Anakin's eyes closed, she smiled sadly. 'I'm pregnant.' She whispered so low, not even she can hear her own voice. She dropped her head to the pillow next to him and fell dead asleep. Little did she know, Anakin had been awake the whole time…

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Padmé woke up with such a pain in her head. She felt sore all over her body, she could barely move. She groaned and with force, she made her way to the restroom. Why can't she remember anything that happened last night? Once in the bathroom, she gasped loudly. She stared at the mirror for the longest time, shocked. "Anakin!" She screamed.

Anakin woke up and hurried into the bathroom. "What? What happened?" He asked worriedly. He looked at his own reflection and started to laugh. Padmé gaped at him.

"What's so funny?" She demanded as Anakin continued to laugh. "What's so funny about… we being all bruised!?!" She asked. Anakin's laugh melted into chuckles and giggles.

He shrugged. "Don't you remember last night?" He asked carefully. Padmé crossed her eyebrows and nodded. Anakin smiled and turned around to show her deep scratch marks down his back. Padmé gasped loudly.

"Sith!" She swore as she touched them tentatively. "I did this to you?" She asked. He turned to see her and nodded. He chuckled.

"Look what I did to you…" He pointed to her left breast. She looked down and saw a red/purple bruised bite mark right on her breast. She rubbed it. She winced.

"Ow." She said quietly. "No wonder it hurts." She whispered.

Anakin chuckled. "Yeah?" He leaned forward and gently rubbed her flat stomach. She shuddered and looked down, ashamed. He knows. She thought miserably. He knows. She repeated. Anakin lifted her chin and kissed her bloody, bruised lips softly. Padmé gave in to the kiss and gently wrapped her damage arms around his marked shoulders. Anakin grimaced and broke the kiss. Padmé gently smiled and giggled. Anakin grinned and got on one knee before her. Padmé widened her eyes.

"Padmé," He started as he took her hand in his. "Even though I've known over three months now, I still love you. With all my heart." He said lovingly. Padmé smiled and choked a sob. Anakin saw the ring over the counter and reached out his hand to grab it. He kissed her hand and gently slid the ring on her finger. "Padmé…" He stood up and kissed her tenderly. "Will you marry me?" He asked hopefully. Padmé covered her mouth with her hand and sobbed. She hugged him tightly. Anakin hissed from the pain but eagerly returned the hug. Padmé placed thousands of wet kisses down his neck.

"Yes. Yes! YES!!" She exclaimed. Anakin's heart skipped a beat and set her down to give her a kiss. Anakin's tongue probed in her mouth with excitement and joy. Padmé did the same. He broke the kiss and licked her lips. Padmé kissed him on the cheek soundly. Tears swimming in his eyes, he smiled brightly at her. "Yes," She repeated. "I will marry you."

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I know I messed up… somewhere. Hoping you guys liked it :)

-May