Chapter III

"Moonlit Night"

Ashoka POV

The sun started setting and we came to the place we were staying at. I was mesmerized how beautiful it was. The architecture of Eeth amazed me. We had come a long way from the city to find a place near the countryside. He beckoned me to the back of the building where there was a terrace opening to the sky and...

A giant waterfall.

I had never seen anything like this before. I heard a host droid approach us from behind. I turned to see Anakin telling the droid that we didn't need any company.

Were we to stay here all by ourselves?

In all my training, we were always with others. Even if it was just R2-D2.

He came back to the terrace.

"Aren't we expecting guest?" I asked.

"Why would we?"

"I guess you're right."

"Be at ease Ahsoka. Let your mind rest. Enjoy this moment. Take in all the good things"

And so I did, leaning across the railing taking in the beautiful scenery.

Eventually, I felt the last warmth of sunlight reach me. I stared at the waterfall until all the light left it and it shimmered no longer. Anakin had taken to preparing something to eat for dinner.

I walked in the dining area to find a home cooked meal. I was in awe.

"Master, I didn't know you could cook." I crossed my arms, this was a sight to see.

"As a boy, I often had to cook for myself when my mother was off and -" He stopped. A painful memory raced across his face. His eyes began to glisten. He never talked about his past. Never. He turned around to whip his face with a towel.

He turned around, completely different. It was like he completely suppressed his memory.

"And you don't have to say that." He now added

"Say what, Master?"

"That!" He pointed at me, "Master." He said it mimicking my voice.

"I do not talk like that!" I folded my arms.

"Yews you do!" He laughed.

"Relax, Ahsoka. Sometimes I think you are too polite. You aren't Obi-Wans padawan. He would always make me address him that way."

"Okay, so... A-Anakin?" That felt weird saying but he smiled. Then I smiled. He finished setting the table and motioned me to sit down. I paused for a moment and then said,

"Ahsoka."

"Hmm?" He looked at me

"You can call me Ahsoka?" I stated (but kind of asked).

"Well, I don't know about that my padawan." He said. But then he thought about it for a bit.

"Ahsoka, would you pass me the jogan fruit?

I raised my hand and reached out through the force, causing the fruit next to me to rise and gently float towards Anakin and then coming to rest on his plate. He then began to eat. There was a silent tension as we sat there, apart from each other by the long table. I felt a yearning to sit closer to him.

We finished our meal as the moonlight began to shine through the windows. He got up to take care of the dishes. I helped him by grabbing the plates and silverware. I followed him to the kitchen where we placed our things. He was walking out of the kitchen as I followed close behind. The moonlight now casting a blue tint over the room.

He stopped in his tracks and I accidentally bumped into him.

He stood there with his back towards me. Silently he reached his hands back as if to ask for mine. I let him have them. He interlocked our fingers and glided my arms forward around his waist. I had to step in closer to him to do so. I came into contact with him. We were closer than we ever had been physically. I could feel him breathing, taking great inhales and strong exhales.

He turned around with my arms still held closely around his waist. He looked down at me and took his hand and rested it beneath my jawbone. I knew what was coming next and moved my hands up his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer.

Our lips met. I softly played with his lower lip as he did with my upper lip. Then we tilted out heads slightly and made contact with both lips. I felt his warm breath press against my mouth. His tongue asking for permission to enter. I opened the door and he came inside. Meeting in a strange and alien dance, our two rolled around in each other's mouth.

I slipped off his robe and started unbuttoning his tunic. If I could only free his chest and feel his skin. He shook of it revealing his skin in the moonlight. My fingers examining every fine detail.

I felt his hands gently start to reach behind me and slowly unzip my dress. I let him.

My dress fell to the floor revealing my underwear and bra. He then raised my thigh to rest on his torso while also bringing the other one up. He held me and I held onto his neck with my kisses wandering down his face and on his neck.

He brought me to his bedroom and placed me on the bed. He ruffled the sheets and joined me as he bent his knees on either side of me looking down. He hesitated,

"Ahsoka, do you want to do this?" His breath heavy with adrenaline

"Anakin, I trust you" I replied as my chest rose and fell and my heart thumped loudly.

"Have you ever?"

"No" I admitted. Part of me was always scared of this. But when I looked into his eyes, I felt at ease.

"It might be uncomfortable."

"Okay" I was nervous

"Don't be nervous, let me know if I need to stop."

I made the first move, reaching out. I started to unbutton the seam for his pants. I pulled them down to reveal his underwear, I could see his member pressing against the cloth. He turned over next to me to kick his pants off. He then grabbed a thin layer of the sheet and covered us both with it, our heads still visible. He then sunk below the silky wave and I felt him down there. His hands undid my underwear strap and so I revealed myself to him. Then I felt something so wonderful. I felt his breath against myself.

I moaned, my eyes closed as instant pleasure ran up through my body. He began to salivate and I could feel the wet and warmness of his touch rub up against me. Beginning to massage me, my montrails quivered involuntarily. This feeling within me tingled all through my body. He then traveled up my body, hands coming to my breast. he began to massage my breasts. He wasn't harsh but softly applied pressure to them.

He came up to where I saw his face and began stroking my lek and I moaned softly in pleasure. I then felt him come on me. His body now pressed against mine, inserted himself into me. I didn't know if I could take it but he went slowly and didn't push it in any further. The sensation was crazy. My whole body responding to it. I whispered, "again" and he did so. I told him "again" and he went in again. I shouted "again!" and he went harder. "Again, again, again!" He thrusted himself in, this time deeper. "Oh Anakin" I moaned. As I moaned and called his name I could tell he was getting even more turned on. He began kissing my neck and moving his hands all over me. The slight cold touch of his fingers sent chills up my spine. With one last thrust he released all he could. I could feel him stop, being overwhelmed. I froze, taking in all of it. The pleasure tingling throughout my body.

He then laid down next to me, both of us catching out breaths at a loss for words. He turned to me in the now completely dark room despite a single ray of moonlight reaching across his face,

"Ahsoka, I love you" He whispered in my ear.

I turned towards him, his face looked so beautiful in the dim light. There were so many emotions I felt in that moment. But I could only get four words out.

"I love you too"

I laid my head on his chest, rising and falling with the sound of his breath. He took me in his arms and began caressing my lekku until I fell asleep. In the distance a sound of a waterfall like white noise reached my ears. The last thing I remember was him covering me up with blankets somewhere in the middle of the night.

Anakin's POV

I laid there in wonder. This little thing. She was so much more than I ever thought. Suddenly my whole world changed its perspective. This was no longer that same padawan who I met on Christophsis but a mature woman. Every part of what we did felt so right. Each and every sound she made only turned me on more. Never had I experience the natural raw feeling of attraction to anyone else. As I heard her breathing fall and her body go limp, I gently scooted her over and laid the sheets over her. She mumbled something in her sleep. I made sure not to wake her. She moved around for a second adjusting to her usual sleeping position on her side with her back towards me. I couldn't resist pressing my body up against hers, spooning her small figure.

I was exhausted. What had only really lasted a few moments felt like forever. Taking in every second of it. This was what love really was. Pure, raw passion for another. I didn't know where this would go. All I know is that I wanted more of this. Being with her, alone. This was the last thing I thought about before I too fell asleep from exhaustion.