Padmé Amidala with Anakin Skywalker and Ian Lago

Padme was taking a break from her Senate duties to secretly continue her pregnancy while her secret husband, Jedi Anakin Skywalker, was away rescuing the kidnapped Chancellor Palpatine.

She had company, however, in her childhood friend and brief lover from Naboo, Ian Lago. He was the current Prime Councilor of her home planet. It had been nice to catch up with him over the last few weeks and she enjoyed rekindling their friendship.

One day, they were sitting on her bed, when Ian asked her, "Padme, do you ever feel lonely here?"

"Sometimes," she admitted. He did not know about Anakin or the baby, and she could not tell him.

"I wish there was some way to make you feel that less," Ian said. Before, she could react, he had bent in and kissed her lips fleetingly. Padme gently pulled away. She was stunned and nervous.

"If this is about what we had before…"

"Sssssh….." Ian held up a finger to silence her. Before, she could protest, he kissed her again, longer and more forceful this time. Finally, Padme surrendered. Yes, she had been lonely without Anakin for so long. And affairs could be so exciting.

"Hmmm…." she closed her eyes and leaned in, kissing Ian back. He pulled her close into his arms and dipped her back until they were lying together on the bed. Padme broke the kiss, gasping for air.

"Do you have any protection?" she asked, fearful of the secret baby already growing inside of her.

"No," Ian panted huskily.

"Me neither." Padme decided it was worth the risk. She pulled Ian into her shower, and the two kissed and made love hard as the warm water cascaded over them. Padme sighed in pleasure as she ran fingers through Ian's red hair and gazed into his blue eyes. Padme was so engrossed in the kissing, in fact, that she did not hear her apartment door open. The only warning she got was a surge in the Force, that she had been feeling ever since she had found out she was pregnant with an almost-certainly Force-sensitive child. She did not realize the presence she felt was Anakin's until it was too late.

The curtain yanked back and Ian and Padme jumped apart. Padme tried to cover herself until she realized it was her husband. "Anakin…" she breathed in terror. Anakin's face went from shock to fury in about a second. He ignited his lightsaber. Ian, suddenly pulled a blaster from his holster on the toiler seat beside them and fired some rounds. PING, PING! PING, PING! Anakin deflected them all with his blue blade, using the Force to ensure they did not hit his wife. The blasts also missed Ian, though Anakin would not have minded if they had connected with him. Padme leapt out of the shower and came between the two men. "Please, stop!"

Anakin's blue eyes flashed dangerously and he shook his head to clear his brown hair from his face.

"How long has this been going on?" he demanded Padme.

"Just today! Ian's been visiting me for a few weeks from Naboo. He's an old friend! He kissed me first…and well…I was lonely so I kissed him back."

"1 day or the whole 5 months doesn't matter, Padme! You still cheated on me!"

Ian took this moment to speak up. "Cheat on you? How can she cheat? You aren't allowed to marry, Jedi!"

"Actually, Ian, we've…been married. In secret. For almost three years." Ian looked between her and the most famous Jedi in the galaxy, stunned. Padme turned back to him. "But, you can't tell anyone. Please!"

"What could you possibly do to make me not turn both of you in to the Jedi Council right now?" Ian snarled.

"I'll let you keep making love to me," Padme offered. Normally, it would have been above her dignity to prostitute herself, but these were desperate circumstances.

"Oh, no, he's already done enough of that!" Anakin balked. "How about I make it easier for you both? You try to blab -" he sliced the air with his lightsaber threateningly - "I cut off his head."

Ian didn't back down. "Not if I shoot you first," he countered. Anakin let out a bark of laughter.

"You really think you can shoot a Jedi? And me, of all people?"

"ENOUGH!" Padme bellowed. "Ian, if you keep quiet, I will allow us to fuck each other until we can't walk. And Annie-" she turned to her husband. "If you can forgive me and let Ian go, I will allow you to join us." She pulled her sweetest smile on him. Anakin sighed.

"All right, but I am not doing anything with that slime ball. And only I get to fuck you from the front. Deal?"

Padme nodded. Anakin shed his Jedi robes and awkwardly joined them in the shower. Padme jumped on him and kissed him intensely, wrapping her legs around his waist and raking her nails down his chest.

"Mmmm…..I missed you so much, Anakin…." she groaned between kisses. Anakin shoved her up against the wall and began to kiss her all over her body. His manhood quickly entered her and he began to fuck her. Padme melted, even as she tightened her grip on her husband and her face went slack jawed, her mouth open wide and her eyes bulged.

"Oh….OH! Force! Stars! Anakin, you're amazing; that feels spectacular!"

Anakin kissed her roughly before swinging her away from the wall. He stared over his wife's shoulders.

"You're up, slime ball," he growled. Ian stepped forward and entered Padme from behind. The Prime Councilor and Jedi made love to Padme simultaneously. Padme bucked. She writhed. She screamed. She screeched. Her cries were silenced by the deep kisses Ian and Anakin gave her. The Force also helped to quiet their lovemaking.

"IAN! ANAKIN!" Padme yelled as she finally came. Her orgasm was momentous. Once the three had cleaned up and dressed, Anakin turned to Ian.

"You have until the count of three to get out of here. One…" Ian shot Anakin a look before suddenly seizing Padme and kissing her so passionately she nearly collapsed. "Hmmmm…." Padme sighed into his mouth and she draped her arms around his neck, permitting herself one last bit of freedom. It almost satisfied her to see Anakin clench up in the mirror over Ian's shoulder.

"Two…" The Prime Councilor and Senator broke apart.

"I love you, Padme," Ian got out and ran from the room. He barely made it into the hall before Anakin said "Three" and turned on his lightsaber.

"Anakin, no!" Padme cried out, but Anakin merely stretched out his free hand, calling on the Force to push Ian into the far wall. The young man looked back in fear and practically tripped over himself to get out of the apartment when he saw Anakin's lightsaber.

Anakin burst out laughing once he was gone and switched off his weapon. "Did you see the little wamp rat's face?" he howled. Padme could not hold back giggles either, but silenced Anakin's laughter with a glorious kiss. When they broke apart, she kept her arms around his neck and said. "I'm sorry. I should have stayed faithful." Anakin actually smiled and kissed her nose.

"I forgive you. But don't ever do it again."

Padme blinked. "That's it?"

Anakin's grin broadened. "Not quite. I still get to punish you - by having you for myself this time!" And with that, he threw them both onto their bed and fucked Padme all by himself until she was sore.