Sorry for the wait, had a bit of writer's block, in trying to figure out where I'd go from here. I have to admit I was a bit lazy.

But, then again who isn't?

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(Lux)

Last night, was magical, Ahsoka's master finally accepted me, I got his blessing, and I get to enjoy Ahsoka, since Anakin has finally moved on, although he's still her master, but I don't feel threatened by that relationship. As long as he stopped butting into our love life, and as long as he held to his promises, we would be on good terms, I hope he can behave himself, at least for Ahsoka, if we ever have any other issues.

"I love your master.."

Ahsoka was holding my hand, all night, she was holding my hand since the moment we cuddled under the star lit sky up until this moment. While we stood under the star, she was in my arms, slowly falling asleep after a game of trying to make configurations out of the stars, which was like identifying the shapes the clouds made, on planets with clouds. The light show wasn't enough to sustain my consciousness.

"Hey, that star looks like a lightsaber."

I too started to drift away. I could feel her hands pull me down the corridors into the temple, to her room, where I reluctantly slept, since I wasn't so accustomed to sleeping with a girl. I at first dived for the couch, allowing her to take her bed, until she beckoned me to sleep with her, so I slept on the lower bunk. I held her hand all night. She clenched my hand like she was going to lose me.

Her hand grappled with each of my large fingers. I heard the bed stop creaking , and I knew she fell asleep, "Good Night Ahsoka." I heard a small sigh as a good night. She rolled over facing the opposite direction. I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her closer to me, gently slipping her lightsabers off her waist, away from her hands. I took her lightsabers from her hands, which was a struggle, since she started to wrap her arms around me, I became her living teddy bear. I tossed the lightsabers on the lower bunk, and gave a groan of defeat, "Alright, you win, Ahsoka."

I swore I saw her grin, she thought this was funny, she got her way. I hugged her even tighter, hoping she wouldn't leave me. I was wrong. Sometime early in the morning, I felt the body move, and I felt something fluffy, under my nose, it tickled my nose, so I coughed a little then rolled over, and consumed Ahsoka's former sleeping place.

I fell asleep my face buried in her lekku.

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(Third)

She held Lux's hand for a minute as she woke up caressing his cheek savoring its texture, remembering how his cheeks smelt and taste, like the finest honey. She might never feel his soft cashmere lips on her, after this moment, she had to make sure she remembered how he tasted in case she needed to identify him in the future. It wasn't like she'd run around kissing guys until she got that familiar taste, Ahsoka wasn't that bad with faces. She saw millions of faces in her lifetime, some familiar now, others carelessly tossed aside in her memories. Good and Evil.

"I won't forget you..if your worrying about that."

She looked at his eyelids, turning her head to the side, for a second to look at the sliver of his iris that was sticking out. All the cheesy stuff aside, she would miss seeing those navy irises returning her stare. He liked to stare. She would miss the edges of his eyes, which crinkled, appearing like crow's-feet every time he laughed or smiled. Maybe, he could open them one more time for me.

She kissed his nose, remembering the velvety, texture of his nose, tucking the teddy bear right under his nose, opening his arms so she could get on her knees. She took a final glance, at his chest, stomaching any desires, she might feel, so that she could avoid waking him up, which would keep her away from her destiny, that her parents have died protecting. She waited long enough, for the throne, that she never wanted, now it was her time to rule, to sustain it.

She stroked his hair, drawing it from over his eyes, wishing he'd never get a hair cut, "Promise me you won't get a haircut before I meet you again."

She wasn't sure if there'd be an again, but she was sure he would come after her, asking any one he had to to figure out where she went, even thought deep in his soul he knew she went to face her destiny, where she belonged. She could hear his soft snoring, and she nodded, "Alright I'll hold you to it."

She got an idea, and she hid his clothes, so she could stall him, so he wouldn't go right after her, once he woke up, or he would convince her to stay.

She blinked back, tears that would have to wait to come, and she shut the doors, forgetting at the last-minute that she forgot her lightsabers.

It was time for her to assume the throne, as rightful heir. Yoda could get her there.

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(Lux)

I just woke up, on the right side of the bed again.

My arms were occupied, by a little, silver stuffed wolf, I hugged it close, "What was I expecting?" I could smell Ahsoka on the bear, she filled my chest cavity, I sat up trying to ignore the soreness in my back, wondering how Ahsoka slept every night on this patch of durasteel, and not have back problems.

"I see the secret to your straight back."

I got up and jumped over the bars leaving the teddy bear, alone on the bed.

Lightsabers were here inferring she didn't go far. Ahsoka left her lightsabers behind, which was wierd concerning how she sleeps with them, to go along with the sixth sense she has. The way she acts when you try to take them away, is not merciful, she will use the force on you, if you even look at them, you gotta make sure she doesn't catch you looking. Anyways in our little run with the Death Watch, I knocked her out, and took her lightsabers, trying not to disturb her in any way, knowing that she'd kill me if she saw me with them. She had a obsession, if you will, with them, and I guess since they saved my life, it wouldn't kill to give them a little credit.

I just hope, I'll get another shot to sleep with her, without the lightsabers.

She's a very quiet sleeper, you'd think she's dead if you didn't see her chest rising and falling. I hope she doesn't mind my off and on snoring, and my sleeping half-naked habit, of course, I could stop if she wanted me to. " Hey, baby. Don't mind me sleeping half-nude." Sleeping half-naked with my girlfriend, would give the illusion that we did something, which we didn't so, I was glad that the door was locked, and that the Council had better things to do. The only people who even knew I was here were Anakin, who now had no reason to tell, me, her, Rex, who was like a brother to Ahsoka, and Clipper, who was too busy matchmaking Anakin and engulfing herself in her gold mine of candy. I was safe, for now.

I looked down, finding that I had no pants, and that my pants were not on her couch, and neither was my shirt. I was in my boxers and I could imagine Ahsoka smirking at me, she hid my clothes, hoping to stick around long enough to see my reaction, then take off before I realized it myself. I was playing one of Ahsoka's games, "If I was Ahsoka, where would I hide the clothes?" I put my hands to my waist.

I looked under the bed, knowing that the first place I would look could be the very last place she'd expect me to look. I crawled on the ground, looking for any elaborate quickly made hiding spots, none here. I looked outside the window, expecting it to be hung up outside, "No."

I dived for her closet, looking quickly through, I opened one of her drawers, finding where she keeps her,,,alright I was strangely super turned on by the sight of her bras and panties. I put my hand in there, feeling for a possible clue of anything, Ahsoka would love this. I backed up shutting the drawer, trying to take a normal breath, "Ahsoka, you know what that does to me.." I took a deep breathe looking up at the ceiling trying to keep in control as her sweet smell was driving me crazy, I spotted my shirt in a force stasis, I reached up and grabbed it, tossing it over my body, I could smell Ahsoka , I smiled, as I pulled it over my head, pulling my arms through the sleeves, pulling my head through the opening, "Now where is my pants?" I put my hand on my chin.

I walked around, picking up the teddy wolf, "You know Ahsoka, if you could talk, would you tell me?'

I half-expected my pants to fall from the ceiling, on my head, or magically go on my legs, ya know. Like reality, nothing happened. I threw the wolf up in the air, preoccuping my mind, "Talk to me." I thought I saw something fall on the ground, but I thought I just saw something fall out as a figment of my imagination. I caught the wolf, and flipped it over, "Talk to me."

And sure as heck the wolf talked to me, not literally, but I could almost hear it beckoning for me to open its belly, so I did. Jackpot. Ahsoka lost her game, and I won it, "You got a little something for me, huh?" I pulled at the belly of the beast, pulling the cloth that stuck out, trying to drag as least of the stuffing out as I removed the item. Why did Ahsoka have to smell so damn good? Why did she have to rub off on everything? Why my pants? That was not .. mercy.

I knew Ahsoka knew I had to wear this, and she was a tease. I can feel it.