Title: Temptation
Author: May/Juvie
Rating: M
Summary: Anakin & Padmé Skywalker leave Corusant and live in Naboo but what happens when they meet up with some unwanted people and some regretful memories. Will temptation get the best of them? AnakinPadmé. ROTS.
Warnings: Aggressive Sex, Sexual Language, and Light BDSM.
Disclaimer: I made all this up. Copyright © of George Lucas.
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Anakin walked in with the two babies snuggled in his muscular arms. Padmé sighed in relief and smiled warmly. Anakin had to fake a smile, hiding from the rage boiling up inside him. He handed Leia to her and he cradled Luke with his other arm.
"Is that what you did?" Padmé asked. "You had me all worried, for nothing?" She chuckled.
Anakin sighed. "No, not nothing."
Padmé gave him a skeptical look. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Abbé." He started. "That's what's wrong."
"What did she do?" Padmé asked.
He deeply sighed. "No, you don't want to hear it."
"Tell me." She ordered.
He looked at her. "She tried to poison our kids." He confessed.
Padmé's jaw tightened. "She what?" She said through gritted teeth.
"She tried to kill Luke and Leia." He said slowly.
"And you didn't do anything about it?" Padmé asked.
"I couldn't just kill her in a hospital, Padmé." He explained. "I just threatened her."
Padmé's eyes flashed with anger. "Bitch." She said under her breath. Anakin was surprised by her choice of words but stayed quiet. "Is she that desperate? To have you, I mean."
"She can't have me, Padmé." He started. "You know that."
"I know but," She started to weep. "Why would she want to murder our children?"
He shrugged. "I don't know." He reached out a hand to caress her cheek.
She bit her lips. "What if tries to do it again?" She asked. "What if she succeeds?"
He shook his head. "She wont." He assured. "I'll make sure of it." His own eyes flickered with anger.
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Four Days Later
Padmé looked at Anakin, humorously while Anakin used the force to pick up Luke and Leia. The giggling sounds they made were like music to Padmé's ears. Just yesterday, she had been complaining about how not enough rest she had with Luke, Leia and Anakin. Especially the sound of laughter when she was finally relaxing. Now, all she wanted to do was stand there and watch them fool around. She smiled pleasantly when Anakin picked up Luke and Leia in each arm.
"Oh, sorry." He apologized. "I didn't know we were disturbing you."
"You weren't." She said. Anakin smiled back. He turned his attention to Leia when she yawned and rubbed her eyes while Luke just snuggled into his father's arm. "Well, at least some people want sleep." She laughed.
"I'll just, put these two to bed." He said. He passed by her smiling mischievously. Padmé sighed and rolled her eyes. I won't be having sleep tonight… She thought as she walked back to their bedchamber and hid underneath the covers. She closed her eyes and immediately fell to a deep slumber.
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Padmé awoke by feeling a pair of familiar lips on her neck, nibbling and suckling. She groaned silently. Anakin slid the straps off her shoulders and kissed the exposed skin shown to him. Padmé hands slithered to Anakin's hair and grabbed a handful. Anakin took the hem of her nightgown and pulled it over her head, leaving her bare-naked. Anakin gazed at her loving bodice. Padmé's droopy eyes glanced at Anakin's hungry ones. Anakin slowly ran his hands on her slightly swollen belly to her large full breasts. He knitted his eyebrows. Padmé smiled warmly at his reaction.
"They're swollen, Ani." She whispered. In all of her experiences with Anakin, never had he stared at her with such fascination. It made her even wetter as she was already. Anakin nodded slowly as he lightly pinched the pointy taunt nipples. Padmé gasped at the tingling senses she missed so much.
"What are they swollen with?" Anakin asked huskily. He leaned over and took one of the pouting nipples in his mouth. Padmé moaned and rubbed her legs against his. He pulled back and smiled. "Oh." He chuckled. "That."
Padmé blushed and sat up to kiss him. Anakin's tongue dove into her mouth, dueling with her tongue. Padmé slanted her head and deepened the kiss. Anakin gingerly grasped her hand and placed it around his length. Padmé stoked it like any time she had done before. Anakin smothered a groan in her mouth. She slowly laid back down, breaking the kiss, she lightly bit on Anakin's bottom lip, bringing him down with her. She spread her legs, letting him enter the cradle of her hips. Padmé let go of Anakin's penis and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Anakin grabbed his cock with one hand and rubbed the tip of her entrance. Just when he was about to push himself in, Padmé stopped him. "Anakin." She pressed her palm against his bare chest. "I-I don't know if t-this was a good idea." She stammered.
"You're afraid." Anakin replied. He stepped back, confused. "Of me?"
"No… not of you but," She paused trying to find the right words. "Of what we do."
Anakin shook his head. "Of what we do? What exactly do we do?" He asked.
"Don't you think we do it pretty…?" She trailed off.
"Rough?" Anakin finished for her. Padmé nodded. "And what are you afraid of?"
"What if I can possibly get… hurt." She managed to say.
Anakin's lopsided grin immediately gave Padmé to regret stopping their encounter. "I would never hurt you. You know this, you knew this all along." He paused. "What are you really afraid of?"
Padmé looked down and shook her head. "You're going to think I'm stupid."
"Try me." He whispered.
She sighed. "I just had the twins, don't you think we need more time? I mean, if we go at it right now I could probably get pregnant again." She said.
Anakin licked his lips. "You're afraid, you'll get pregnant again?" He asked.
She felt silly. He was her husband, she shouldn't have been thinking about this. "Well, not really. I would really love to have another child but, what I had just experienced the last couple of days…" She trailed off. "I don't know if I want to go through that again."
Anakin tilted her chin up. "You won't have to go through that." He murmured against her lips. "I'll make you forget, what that ever felt like." He kissed her. "Please Padmé. Let me make you forget." He kissed the side of her mouth, which made her shiver. Padmé wanted to nod, to throw him on the edge of the bed and ravish him. "Please."
"Make me forget Anakin." She rasped. "Make love to me." She kissed him once more. Anakin pressed his penis into her hot moist cavern. He grabbed her hips and slowly pushed her down. Padmé gasped in pleasure. Anakin kissed the tip of her nose and whispered, "I love you." He moved against her and so did she. Padmé hugged him tightly. He plunged into her again and again. Padmé moaned and gasped with every thrust.
Padmé thought enough was enough. "Harder." She breathed against his neck. "Ooh… much faster."
Anakin obeyed. He plunged harder and faster. Padmé whimpered as this new feeling gave her clitoris a scream of pleasure and excitement all at once. Anakin grunted once in a while but all he did was whisper sweet nothings into her hair. Padmé bit her lip, clawing at his back with each thrust. Anakin said nothing about it. He laid her back against the mattress and slammed into her. The bed jumping at every move they made. Padmé turned him over and straddled him. She began riding him harder and faster than before. Anakin felt his testicles tighten as he felt Padmé reaching her climax as well. Anakin lifted his knees, beckoning Padmé closer. Anakin groaned in pleasure as Padmé reached her high point, her walls tightened and milking him. Anakin's body answered by spurting his seed in her long shuddering thrusts. Anakin flipped her over, so that she was next to him. Her head hid in the crook of his neck and she closed her eyes. Anakin looked at Padmé, who just had fallen asleep, he pulled the covers over the two of them and his eyes closed instantly.