POV: Anakin Skywalker

I continued down the quiet hall, entering the communications room. I turned the holoprojector on and connected to Yoda's frequency. He appeared, holding his cane in both hands, a very serious manner about him. I felt the hairs sticking up on the back of my neck as I stared into his cold, emotionless eyes. "You wanted to speak with me?" I asked, finally regaining my senses. I was leery about the conversation just by looking at him and I feared something horrible was bound to come out of this.

"Matters concerning you and Master Kenobi, there are." He eyed me as I fought the urge building up in my stomach, nauseating me. The last thing I wanted to happen was get caught. Obi-Wan was so high up in the Council and I didn't want him to lose that because of me. He earned his status on his own merit and I wouldn't let something like an attachment take all of that hard work away from him.

"What about them?" I twisted my hands behind my back in an attempt to calmly speak with the Master before me. In reality, I was fidgeting with my fingers nervously. "The most I've done is assist him in missions, nothing more." Wow… I could have worded that much better… "I mean… I mean I still have lessons to learn and he is my former Master." He seemed to soften a bit, giving me a smile. We talked for a few moments more before he allowed me to sever the connection. I leaned against the projector, bowing my head, exhaling the air I hadn't realized I'd been holding.

I shut down the holoprojector and left the communications room, heading back to find Obi-Wan. As I entered our room, I found him watching the ceiling fan, counting rotations over and over. Without skipping a beat, I crossed the room and climbed onto the bed, getting as close to him as I possibly could. I let my stomach flip around in paranoid knots as he sat up and kissed all of the tension away. I closed my eyes and leaned into each kiss he planted on my skin. "So what did he say?" he whispered, his hot breath brushing against my skin.

My thoughts were absolutely mushy as his breath hit me, fueling the fire in my pants. I sighed, nuzzling my face into his neck. His arm wound around my shoulder as he gently held me against him. "He just wanted to know about our relationship. Our dutiful relationship." I felt him twirl my hair in his fingers. "I'm thankful we weren't caught," I breathed. He gently pushed me up so I was sitting level with him. He leaned closer to me and planted kisses along my neck. My mouth opened and my moans echoed as I grew excited, letting all of my paranoia dissipate the second he bit into my skin. I gripped his hand with my flesh hand tightly, teasing him with my mechno.

I felt him grow harder in my grip, so I knew he was enjoying me. I smiled, grabbing his shirt, throwing it off of him as he discarded my boxers and pants, tearing his own off before climbing onto me. His breath warmed my chest with excitement down below. I assumed my previous grip on him and sped up as I slid my hand up and down his hard shaft, making him squirm. There was enough space between us for me to hold him tighter and stare into his eyes at the same time. His ecstasy made my thoughts swarm.

I rubbed my thumb over his tip gently, making him gasp as he let some of his come drip onto my hand. He bit my earlobe gently as he began to overtake our current position, getting into his natural leading mood. I licked my hand clean, moaning as I slowly slid my tongue across the glove. With my other hand, I grabbed myself and repeated what I'd done to him. I felt my warmth building up inside of me and I moaned in his ear. He moved down a bit to lick over my tip. I thrust up into him, needing to have myself in him for once. I felt the come inside of me building, nearly ready to explode any moment. His head bobbed for a few moments before he gripped me and ran his hand along my hard dick. Before I could really react, I moaned loudly and ejaculated on his waist, my heart exploding in my chest, my breath labored already.

He licked my tip clean and I rubbed my hand over his stomach, gathering my fluid on my hand. He licked my fingers, sucking on each one individually. Once he'd finished tasting me, he teased me with his warm dick against my hole, twirling it around slowly, making me yearn for him. I arched my back slightly and wrapped my arms around him, clawing his back. "Obi, just fuck me," I pleaded. "Please." He smiled, taking my lips in for a deep kiss, entering me slowly. I shuddered as he began to thrust into me.

He continued thrusting, letting my body warm up as we melded together. He was rocking the bed, making my body and mind go insane as he hit certain places, blinding me in ecstasy. My breathing grew increasingly labored as I sat up with him. He held me in his lap, my legs bent above him and running beyond his body. I maneuvered myself awkwardly so I could lick his nipples slowly as he thrusted into a tight spot, making me squirm and sweat around him. He took us towards the wall where the bed frame was and he grabbed the top of the base, ramming into me painfully. Again, I let out a series of cries, squeaking as I finished on him again. The second time was painful. He smiled up at me and, after a couple harder thrusts, he came inside of me. We moaned together and I felt electricity coursing through me.

He held me against the frame a few moments more before moving to lay on his back, pulling himself out of me. I rolled to lay beside him, staring at his hot face. We laid beside one another, panting frantically. I pushed myself up and began to kiss him, inserting my tongue into his mouth, deeply. My eyes were only closed for a brief moment before he cut the kiss short. I opened my eyes to see him smirking at me. He moved us and held my ass, poking his tip into me. I froze up as he thrusted deeper. Pain surged through me and I bit my lip as he began to thrust slowly into me. I held my knees, clawing into them, my emotions mixed with pain and pleasure as he leans forward to lick my neck.

He continued ramming into me harder and deeper until he came inside of me again. He pulled out and dropped beside me in exhaustion, resting a hand on my chest. I exhaled, my eyes wet, letting the fucked feeling stay a little longer. I painfully moved myself so that I could lovingly kiss him, taking his warm hand in my flesh one.

He smiled at me and I tried to force a smile despite the pain I felt. He'd never forced sex like that before. I mean, I liked it, but it hurt like hell. He moved to hover above me, his tip rubbing my shaft. Before he could do whatever he'd intended on doing, a series of alarms began to blare through the palace. Despite the pain and exhaustion we both felt, we leapt up from the bed and quickly clothed ourselves. I clicked my belt on and he fixed my clothes. I smiled weakly at him and he brushed my hair back for a moment, kissing my forehead. I closed my eyes, enjoying the warmth of his kiss. Unfortunately, we had duties to attend to.

We darted out of the room and raced down the halls until we found Senator Amidala. I tried to sense for the Duchess, but I was having difficulty with the alarms ringing in my ears. Padme grabbed my arm and I lost whatever focus I'd been building up. "Anakin, Satine isn't in her room."

I wanted to say 'no shit,' but kept it in, nodding quickly. I gave Obi-Wan a command to check the eastern portion of the palace and I'd go the opposite way. I could tell that he didn't like that order entirely and it hurt my heart to tell him to go somewhere else, but we needed to divide and conquer if we were going to find the Duchess. Padme ran with him and I was on my own. My body ached from the waist down to my knees. It actually hurt to run because of how much pain he'd inflicted on me through love.

As I ran, I could also feel the Duchess' presence. I eagerly sped up, mentally regretting it. I was hurting myself, but she was more important than me. I grabbed my lightsaber from my belt and held it firmly in my mechno. I ignited it and leapt through an archway leading into the hangar, immediately killing two members of Death Watch upon landing. The Duchess was being taken captive by Death Watch and it was my job to protect her.

I leapt towards her, growling lowly as I did so. I used the Force to throw one aside and I slid my lightsaber through the other's gut. Satine, being the pacifist that she was, cringed at the amount of violence I had just displayed right before her eyes. I took a defensive position in front of her and I felt her gratification as she whispered, "Thank you, Master Jedi."

I held my lightsaber in both hands and briefly glanced over my shoulder, checking for any sign of an injury. She looked like she'd been hit in the face, but, other than that, she was perfectly fine. One of the men from the Death Watch saw me and I felt his frustration extending to his followers. "I will pay you every last credit I own if you hand over the Duchess."

The Jedi are an extremely selfless kind of people. The fact that he even offered me money in exchange for her made him as unintelligent as I presumed he was. I held my position as blasters were raised. The Duchess moved to stand as close to me as she possibly could, knowing I'd do everything in my power to keep her safe. I wondered what was holding Obi-Wan up though. If the Duchess was with me, then what had kept him over there?

My heart tightened as I felt his pain surging through our bond. He was in trouble and I wasn't there to protect him. I quickly deflected shots aimed at the Duchess before darting in to slaughter the men who had shot at her. I quickly overtook them and was about to head into their ship, actually leaping onto the edge of it before the doors shut tightly and the ramp began to retract towards the ship. Unfortunately, the door was shut for good. There was no way of cutting through the door in time to stop the pilot, nor did I have time to drag the ship down. I hadn't even noticed the velocity of the ship as it sped out of the hangar.

Essentially, I was losing my foothold and the ship began to fly up towards the starry darkness above. We'd gained quite a bit of aerial altitude and I hadn't jumped when I had the chance to land safely. I felt Satine panic behind me and I held on to the frame of the door as the ramp vanished beneath my feet, leaving me dangling. I glanced down and saw how high we'd gotten and I knew it wouldn't be long before we left Mandalore's atmosphere. I immediately regretted not letting go before it left the hangar. It was going too fast for anything to stop it except a damned explosion and I didn't see that happening. Nothing had ruptured any portion of the ship…

I wasn't getting into the ship before we entered space regardless of how fast I moved. I could feel my throat losing the ability to inhale properly and I gave up, reluctantly letting go of the doorframe. I closed my eyes and relished in the feeling of the air comforting me as I fell backwards towards Mandalore's main city rapidly.