Author's Note: Okay… There is NO freakin' way Anakin and Abbé are going to happen; ditto for Palo and Padmé. It's an Anakin/Padmé. NO Abbé/Anakin or Palo/Padmé I WILL NOT ALLOW IT. Geez, I get sick every time I read an Obidala fanfic. However, you guys have to allow them kissing. If there is no kiss action then there is no story.
Title: Temptation
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Anakin Skywalker walks out of the Jedi order to stay with a seven-month pregnant Padmé but when their past lovers come back, emotions run high. Can Anakin ignore feelings for Abbé or will Padmé run back to Palo? ROTS.
Disclaimer: I made all this up. All belongs to George Lucas!
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(¸.·´ (¸.·´·Chapter VI: Confessions·•
"Sith! Ani, Where are you?" Padmé asked. She walked around, looking in every corner, passing through every aisle, and standing by through every auction. He was nowhere in sight. Her breathing heavy and her throat tightened. It's like leaving a child in a super market! She thought angrily. Her eyes became watery when she wondered if he had left her. It was just a stupid kiss!
That kiss.
Was the worst kiss she had ever experienced. His kiss had neither emotion nor passion in it; instead, it made her feel nauseas and repulsive. Sure, many girls would have wanted to kiss the famous artist but, to her it made her feel like she was really a whore.
Then why didn't you stop it? The voice in her head asked her.
"I wasn't prepared"—
You saw it coming… The voice hissed.
"I thought it was going to be like before"—
Admit it… you loved it.
"No…" She denied, yet the tingles of the kiss still lingered on her lips.
You want more, don't you? The voice teased.
"No! Get the fuck out of my head!" She screeched aloud. A woman nearby pulled a face. "What the hell are you looking at?"
A crazy slut screaming her head off. The voice cackled. Padmé covered her mouth, pushed the woman aside and ran into a dark hallway. She leaned against the wall and sighed.
I wonder what your husband must think of you now.
That caught her attention. Anakin! How is she going to explain this to him?
If you can find him. The voice teased. He probably left. After what he saw…it's possible he left you for Abbé.
Padmé had to laugh at this. The thought of Abbé and Anakin amused her, since Anakin never liked her anyway. "If doesn't like her then, what makes you think he'll like her now?"
Watching them kiss, of course. It taunted. Like what happened in your dream?
Padmé bit her lip.
Ring any bells?
Silence.
She could hear the voice sigh its impatience. Well, your vision of Palo came true… it's a matter of time Abbé gets a hold of what she wants the most…
Padmé pressed her palms against her ears, wanting to ignore the thing.
Your husband. It whispered then returned with a twisted chuckle. Padmé choked a hysterical sob. She wiped the tears away.
She couldn't cry here. She saw a lady's room and rushed towards it. Once inside, she locked the door and wept. He can't leave me! Her mind screamed. She stared at her reflection and compared herself to Abbé. Even in darkness, she could still see herself pale white. Padmé leaned her back against a hard cold wall. She dropped to her knees and covered her face with her hands, her shoulders bobbing with the effort. I love you Anakin and this is how you repay me?
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"He can't leave me!"
Anakin heard someone yell through the force and figured it was Padmé. A certain bewildered Anakin looked over his shoulder and sensed she was somewhere close by. Outside of the veranda, he excused himself from a couple he had conversation for a while and let the force guide him to his wife. He made his way through the crowd in the lobby and through a dark hallway. He got more confused. Why would Padmé come here?
He caught a door in the corner of his eye. He tried to press the sliding door open but it wouldn't budge. He looked around for any eavesdroppers. Once he noticed the coast was clear, he used the force to open the door. In a split second, the lock to the door made a clicking sound and he forcefully slid the door open.
Padmé gasped. Breathing heavily, she stood up and tried to straiten her dress. She sighed sadly and looked at her husband. Anakin stared back, helplessly. Sighing loudly, he leaned against the wall, waiting for her to explain. She smiled meekly.
"Anakin, about what you saw earlier"—
"Exactly what did I see, Padmé?" Anakin asked.
"Palo and I…" She trailed off. Anakin stepped closer, poking his bottom lip out. She tried to hard not to laugh aloud, considering this was a serious moment. This moment is serious isn't it? If so, why is he so calm about this? Too calm. She sighed, trying to calm her own nerves. What is he up to? She timidly pressed her hands on his shoulders. "Ani, the kiss you saw earlier… meant nothing." She said. Anakin licked his lips and looked down. "You don't believe me, do you?"
He slowly lifted his head. "No Padmé, I do not." He said while he slid his arms around her waist. She looked down.
"Well, what can I do to convince you?" She asked. Anakin still had punishing thoughts running through his mind, but demolished the thoughts when he stared at her. Despite the red puffiness encircling around her eyes, she'd still get him lost in them. He bit his lips and decided enough was enough.
"Padmé how was it?" He asked shyly. Confused, she stepped closer and kissed him firmly on the mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss. Anakin slanted his head to deepen it. Unlike Palo's kiss, Anakin's was sweet, gentle and slow. Her hands slid down to his arms. Padmé gently bit and nibbled on Anakin's bottom lip. A moan purred up Padmé's throat. Anakin finished the kiss with a delicious pop and moved down to her neck. Padmé, however, was having a hard time catching her breath. Feeling lightheaded and dizzy, she rested her head on Anakin's shoulder panting.
"Ani?" Padmé gasped when Anakin kept suckling her neck. "I just w-wanted you to know…" She sighed at how he moved to her earlobe.
"Know what?" He asked hoarsely. He stepped back to look at her. She cupped his cheek and smiled lovingly.
"No one's kiss can come above yours. You and only you can do this to me." She smiled. "Like get little butterflies in my stomach." She giggled as he laughed. "When you smile, my toes curl, when you speak my stomach flips, but when you kiss or make love to me, it's…" She paused, taking the moment to caress his cheek. "Absolutely perfect." She breathed. Anakin smiled.
"It really is." He agreed. Her hand took his and placed it over her chest. Underneath his palm, he felt her heart beating wildly. She placed a finger to his lips.
"Only you can do this to me." She whispered. She removed her finger to start another kiss. As the kiss, deepened Anakin slowly licked his way into her mouth. Her tongue gliding against his. She broke the kiss with a satisfied sigh.
"We can't do this here." He whispered.
"We can't do this anywhere." She replied. Anakin gave a small sad smile. "I promise, after the baby has arrived, we will have more time together."
He gave a deep heavy sigh. "Alright." Then he became very still and looked at Padmé with seriousness.
"What is it?" She whispered.
"Someone is coming." He said softly. "Come on." Anakin took her by the hand and hid in a dark corner. At that same moment, two women appeared. One of them flicked a switch, turning the lights on.
"Anyone here?" They heard the brunette ask. The blonde slapped her arm playfully.
"There's no one here, you nerfherder." She laughed as she walked towards the mirror.
The brunette glared at her. "I heard people whispering." She explained and followed.
"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, have you talked to your boyfriend yet?" She asked while she studied herself.
A sad smile formed her lips. "He won't even speak to me, Abbé."
Abbé looked at her friend from the mirror. "So it's over?" Her eyes back to herself. Her friend nodded slowly. "Don't bother with him, Nadia."
"But he has no reason the hate me because of one kiss with another guy." She reasoned. Abbé scoffed.
"Yeah, one kiss that lead to his bed chamber." She chuckled. Nadia frowned at her.
"Stop it, you're not helping."
"Well, it's true."
Nadia sighed. "So, have you hooked up with any cute guys at all?"
"As a matter of fact, I have." She said proudly.
"Who?"
"Well, I haven't hooked up with him," She stated and her lips formed into a sultry smile. "yet."
"What do you mean?" Nadia asked. Abbé looked around and leaned closer to Nadia.
"Promise not to tell anyone?" She asked.
"I promise."
"Well, he doesn't know it yet but, once he gets this nice little number," She traced a line down her shirt. "He's going to be on his knees begging for more!" Abbé exclaimed.
Padmé gasped aloud. Both girls looked at eachother curiously.
"Did you hear something?" Nadia asked.
"It was nothing." Abbé said. Nadia shrugged.
Anakin put his hand over her mouth and pulled her backwards.
"Anyway, he's into this girl but it just so happens, he loves me." Abbé gushed.
Padmé gave an exaggerated sigh under Anakin's palm and rolled her eyes.
"Is that so?" Nadia asked.
"Well," She cupped her breasts. "I did what every friend does." Abbé looked at Nadia who was giving her a confused look.
"And what's that?"
"I agree to be just friends with him but what I'm really about to do is sabotage their relationship." She chuckled. "It's fool proof."
Padmé smiled and raised her eyebrows.
"How do you know he loves you?" Nadia asked.
"Don't be silly, Nadia."
"How?" Nadia pressed.
"He kissed my cheek, and held my hand."
Anakin rolled his eyes but Padmés went wide.
"That's all?"
"Uh huh, it was clear he wanted me."
Nadia shrugged. "Let's go, this party's a bore." She whined.
"Fine, we never had this conversation agree?"
"Agreed, now lets go."
As Anakin and Padmé watch them leave, they emerged from their hiding spot and sighed in relief.
WHAP!
"Ow!" Anakin exclaimed rubbing his head. "What was that for?"
"You kissed and held her hand?"
"No!" He denied. "Well, I did kiss her cheek but she was the one seducing me!"
"Seducing? Are you telling me you slept with her?" Her eyes flashing with anger.
"NO!"
"Then what?" Hands jammed on her hips.
He sighed deeply. "When you and Palo," he spat his name. "She asked me about you." He said calmly
"And?" She pressed.
"And, I said 'I don't know'. She took my hand and led me to a dark corner…" he trailed off. With Padmés face pale he continued. "But I couldn't, so I stopped and I thought she understood"—
"But she didn't." Padmé interrupted. Anakin raised an eyebrow.
"So I thanked her and kissed her cheek." Anakin dropped his hand. After a long moment, Anakin smirked at her. Padmé caught his grin and wanted nothing to do but smack it off.
"What?"
"I get it. You're jealous." He teased. Padmé, feeling nervous and guilty under his stare blinked.
"What? I am not jealous." She said. Anakin stepped closer with an amused smile.
"Really?" He asked. Padmé nodded. "Well then, you wouldn't mind me seeing her again would you?" Anakin's smile got bigger.
Padmés heart dropped.
"You wouldn't dare."
"I would." Anakin's eyebrows shot up when he saw Padmé scowl. Her scowl faded when she realized his game. Fine, if that's the way you want it.
Padmé shrugged. "Well, I suppose you can… while you go with that, I'll just take an afternoon with a certain famous artist." She grinned when she saw Anakin's face go pale.
He glared at her. "You wouldn't."
She smiled with her hands on her swollen stomach. "I would."
Anakin's glare faded when he saw Padmé try to force a glare but failed miserably. They laughed and embraced one another.
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Sooo…. How do you like it? Please R&R. Don't just read my story and wait for another chapter, REVIEW! Flames will not be ignored, they will be handled.
Spoiler: In the next chapter, 3 months have past and Luke and Leia arrive. Anakin and Padmé had forgotten all about Abbé and Palo. But will Palo and Abbé forget about them? Will they ever understand Anakin and Padmé love eachother so dearly?
And please also R&R my other fanfic "Do What It Do." Thanks!
-May