*Two Weeks later*

The last artillery strike was a wash-out, the droids while superior in numbers were useless against the entrenched and fortified position of the Clones deep within the city. Scores of their metal counterparts lay shattered on the roads approaching General Skywalker and General Kenobi's foothold in the sector and without orbital superiority, their chances began to slowly dwindle as the conflict extended.

"Fresh Supplies, Rast, Drek, get them unloaded, the rest of you get them divided between the squads!" One bucket yelled out to the rest of the white-clad troopers, turning back to the Dark-leathered Jedi next to him.

"General Skywalker, we have a decent supply, plus this new stock coming in will make sure food and medicine are at acceptable levels, however, we are running low on Ammunition."

"Get on the line with Cody, the 212th is holding the reserves, ask them to send up some reinforcements and to bring ammunition with th-"

"Already here." Came an intrusive voice.

Obi-Wan disembarked from a parking speeder, clad in his armoured robes, several Yellow painted troopers scattering behind him, beginning to assist with unloading and stocking up the supply shuttle.

"Always missing out on the fun master, you just missed the last assault." Anakin grinned, folding his arms as he turned to face his fellow Jedi.

"Mm, yes I was just far too busy saving your own position from being overrun. The droids must be getting smarter, they attempted a flank on your position a few blocks to the east..."

Rex and Anakin exchanged a somewhat worried glance before turning back to Obi-Wan.

"...so I'm afraid the ammunition will have to be a trade-off for some of your medical supplies."

Behind the young Jedi and the Captain, from the ship emerged a rather small, young Togruta, standing somewhat awestruck at the scene around her, an actual battlefield frontline, quickly spotting the gathering before her, she approached from behind, standing silently.

"Take 10 cases of Bacta, Rex, divvy out the grenades we have left to the back lines, Master, how soon can you get us the Ammunition?"

Obi-Wan didn't respond to his former Padawan, his attention focused on the girl stood behind him, silently both he and she kept their gaze on one another, staring quite intensely before she finally gave in and spoke up.

"Master Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano reporting for duty."

Anakin startled slightly, turning around to face the young woman, inadvertently glancing her up and down, a motion clearly spotted by her as she squinted her eyes in mild distaste.

"I don't remember ordering a..." Anakin's eyes shifted from her rather skimpy clothing down to her lightsaber, pausing for a moment of purposeful silence. "...Jedi."

"Master Yoda assigned me to Anakin Skywalker for tutelage..." Her eyes remained fixed upon him, brow furrowing at his comment as her mood seemed to sour beneath the relatively blank expression. "...I too agree it's strange, I was expecting to be placed under an Actual Jedi Master."

Obi-Wan smirked at the exchange, noting the gazes of his former pupil as he briefly shook his head, gesturing to his men to begin loading up their own supply, returning to the mildly heated exchange between them both, each indirectly insulting the other, mocks and jabs stacking up higher and higher.

'Such immaturity is made for one another.' He thought.

"Anakin might I have a word." He interrupted their debate, reaching out to gently pull the pair apart, Captain Rex leaning in to try and distract Ahsoka, offering her a brief tour of the frontlines.

Anakin and Kenobi both wandered to the edge of the encampment, stood near the battlements as they peered out into the no-mans-land that were the once bustling streets of Crystophsis, now barren, shattered and littered with debris.

"I don't need a Padawan." One mutters, folding his arms across his chest.

"And I don't need Medical supplies, but being a Jedi isn't about what you or I need, it's about what the Republic needs, what the galaxy needs. My men need medical supplies, the Republic needs my men, and the galaxy needs the Jedi. You are the latest generation of Jedi to grace this life, and you will be responsible for the next."

"But do you really think this is the best time or place to spring something like this upon me? In the middle of a war, in the middle of a battlefield?"

"Anakin, sometimes the best keepers of peace are born in the battlefield, to know what battle truly is so that we may avoid it is a very rare but much-valued lesson available to a Padawan, both you and I are proof to it's strengthening of one's ability."

Anakin grumbled quietly beneath his breath, emitting a long, stressed sigh before turning away from the battlements, returning to the encampment as he yelled back.

"Fine! But I don't have to like it!"

"Then stop checking her out!" He yells back, turning back with him.

*Meanwhile with Rex and Ahsoka*

"-and just down there is our artillery battery, that's point Alpha, the reason we're here."

Ahsoka squints, peering down the long road behind the encampment, spotting the lines of walls and trenches, a few T-visors poking out from beneath and at the back, several towering walkers, each with a huge cannon upon it's back.

"I thought we were here to liberate and defend Crystophsis?"

"We are Commander, however, the 501st and 212th are in charge of sector security and support, meaning we need to keep those guns online to assist with other Battalions in their capture of the city. Without us, we'd be losing a whole lot more lives in each assault."

"So we just sit around all day and do nothing?"

The Captain doesn't make a verbal response, instead, he just points towards the front of the encampment, pointing out the debris, craters, and droid bodies littering the streets, and far, far in the distance was the faint outline of a droid command post.

"How come we haven't made an assault against that compound Captain?"

"We will soon Commander, we just need more troops and a closer position for the Artillery to be able to cover it. Out of range at the current location."

Ahsoka nodded lightly, eyes shying away from the battlefield and the Captain, slightly frustrated.

"While I did tell you 'experience outranks everything', you'll never obtain it if you don't seek the knowledge. Don't let the fear of misjudgement rattle you, else you'll never dare to obtain anything."

She nods lightly at his words, closing her eyes as a smile returns to her face, glancing up to note Skywalker and Kenobi approaching them, Obi-Wan looking mildly concerned.

"It appears our friends have a new toy, a shield generator has just been powered up, we won't be able to get past it either," Anakin explains.

"You and your new Padawan will lead a scouting mission forward to radio back what they plan to do with this, Rex, Cody and I will coordinate a response."

Anakin shot a glance towards his Master, not looking too pleased by his order before he turns to Ahsoka, opening his mouth to protest before surrendering, lifting his hands and turning away.

"Fine, let's go."

Ahsoka stepped forward, her smile fading as she shook her head, finding herself then stopped by Obi-Wan, resting a hand upon her shoulder.

"Give him a chance..." He speaks in a sympathetic tone. "...he may seem like a hot-head but, he's good deep down."

Ahsoka lets out a light sigh, nodding slowly.

"When you train under Master Yoda, the first thing you learn is to be patient around the quirky ones." She smirked, before proceeding forward at a light jog to catch up with her new Master.

"You think it's a good idea putting them alone with each other so soon?" Rex spoke up as Ashoka and Anakin stocked up in the distance, proceeding out of the encampment on their mission.

"She seems like a good fit for Anakin... someone who'll yell back at him for a change."

"General while I don't disagree, I have only known General Skywalker for a month or so, in that time he's managed to earn quite the respect among the 501st, so much so I've never seen a single man yell at him, perhaps that's for a good reason."

"No, Anakin has to learn one way or another, people have a will of their own, and there's no magic button to just make people like and agree with you..."

Anakin kept a hand inside his robes as he and the young Togruta passed between the war-torn streets of Crystophsis, he gently cradled the Sith Holocron concealed within. He found the whispers of the artefact had ceased in the last few days, perhaps it was sated, for now, he had shared himself a few enjoyable nights in his encampment with some of the locals.

It perhaps didn't help that his newly acquired Padawan had the dress sense of a street-walker, regardless he couldn't keep his eyes off that perfect little ass as it hiked about in front of him. Deep down he knew he had to have her, but he would have to be smart about it.

He finally managed a few hours of research into his artefact, whispers and fledgeling reports of such an item dating far back into the days of the Old Republic, and with his free time on the foreign world, he was able to run brief experiments on the locale.

The relic had an expiry date in those it affected, like a drug wearing off. It could control a person's thoughts and actions up to 24 hours, however, should no further command be issued within that 24 hour period, the victim will regain their own free will once more. Aayla was once such a victim.

She was commanded to enjoy, commanded to never report it and for 24 hours she did just that. But once it wore off and she truly knew what had transpired, she attempted to corner Skywalker, but luckily for him, she had not yet reported it, and he was shipped to Crystophsis, however, he would no doubt have to feel her fury one day. In the meantime...

"So Ahsoka..." He spoke up, peeling his gaze away from her petite ass. "...why are you no longer studying under Master Yoda?"

"Apparently he taught me all he could, my destiny was to be with you he said..." She doesn't seem so convinced even by her own answer, but she doesn't appear to be lying he sensed. "...the force wills it and he obeys."

"My would be Master believed the will of the force was more important than that of even the Jedi code."

"That sounds like very dangerous thinking."

"Perhaps, but we should not question the will of the force young one, merely interpret it."

"And do you believe in the absolute will of the force Master Skywalker?"

"I believe we have the choice to partake, but one way or the other, the force gets it's due."

She scoffed as they approached their scouting location, a huge towering skyscraper, overlooking the Droid plaza. Wandering inside they found no resistance nor traps, taking the still functioning elevators to the top floors.

"The force wills me to you it seems." She muttered, not seeming too happy with the situation.

"Well, perhaps it was really just willing you away from Master Yoda." He grumbled back

"You don't think me worthy of his teaching?"

"Well, you haven't exactly impressed me thus far. You're too young for someone as skilled and experienced as Yoda, hence they've passed you off to me, the rookie Jedi!" He exclaimed, stepping off the elevator as they arrived on their floor.

It was quite spacious, a large balcony, glass windows surrounding the entire floor and a few sofas and chairs were strewn about, clearly, the building was evacuated in a hurry, papers and Datapads are strewn about the floor, some tables had been knocked over.

"I'm better than you were at my age! Don't think I didn't do my research before coming here 'Skyguy'," She yelled from the elevator, stepping after him.

'Aha!' He thought 'If I can exploit her inexperience, I could use that to lure her.'

He knew his only way of using the Holocron upon her without risk of reprisal, would be to trick her into performing it of her own self-will, the Holocron could offer some mild encouragement of what she already feels.

"Yeah yeah whatever, just sit down, get out a notebook and take down some notes. I'm going to do the -actual- mission." He turned to her, offering a baiting smile before pulling out a pair of Macrobinoculars, heading towards the balcony.

She would begin to speak up, however, he stepped outside onto the balcony before she could formulate a sentence, leaving her inside, fuming, something she quickly sought to get back under control. Moving to seat herself upon one of the sofa's she began to meditate, trying to expel the frustration he had stirred within her.

*Two hours later*

Despite her best attempts to alleviate her stress, she found herself unable too as her new Master continued poking fun at her, mocking her and teasing her wherever he could find an opportunity, and it was grating upon her, doubting her experience, doubting her ability, doubting even her maturity.

Anakin was relaying their findings back to their encampment when she finally snapped.

"So, they'll be advancing in a few hours, so -I'll- need to come up with a plan to take out those generators before the shields reach you, else we can say goodbye to our forward position."

*Report back when you have anything.*

"I'll report back when I fin-" He was then cut off by a yell behind him.

"I CAN HELP TOO YOU KNOW!" The Togruta screamed

Anakin winced at the volume, hanging up the Holocall as he turned to face the little orange rage-monster, sighing out as he slumped back onto the sofa, one hand drifting into the pockets of his robes.

"What seems to be the problem here Snips?"

"Sn- that! That is the problem here! You're treating me like a child! I am not a FUCKING CHILD! I am a JEDI!" She was seething with rage, a volatile reaction, but one he was planning for.

"You can yell it to the high heavens all day Ahsoka, it won't make it so, you've never been on a -real- mission, you've barely lived a life outside the Temple, you have no independence whatsoever. You've probably never even kissed a boy! Or a girl for that matter."

"What do I have to do than to prove my capability to you then?!" She spat back, folding her arms across her chest.

"Do something for me that only a true, mature individual could." He spoke up, tightly clutching the Holocron, far out of sight, it's subtle green glow working its magic upon the vulnerable mind of the Padawan

"FINE!" At which point she stormed towards him, orange face almost a shade of red with how furious she was growing, lifting a hand and pushing out with the force, she pushed him further into the chair as she climbed up, straddling him then and leaning in to plant her lips against his own, moaning softly as she sat against his lap, feeling something prodding up beneath her skirt, easing at her frustration.

Anakin said little after this point, everything was going his way and soon this Padawan would be wrapped around his finger... and wrapped around a great many other parts too.

She growled out softly as she lightly bit against his lower lip, seeming to start pulling away, having proven her point, he quickly acts, still clutching the Sith Artifact.

"I'm not convinced, you'll have to keep going."

She frowned, normally she would have pulled away but the tease of his pleasure, the desire to prove herself seemed too much for her, in reality, it was all the work of the Holocron, unknowingly manipulating her into her actions. Leaning back into the kiss she lifted her hands behind herself, unfastening her tube-top, letting it fall away to reveal her perky little breasts.

Anakin grinned at the renewed fervour in his student as he leaned forward, pressing against her lips as he slithered his tongue against her own, wrestling the two of them together as his hands reached below her skirt, tearing at the crotch of her leggings, exposing her hairless, puffy lips, already drenched in her arousal from her previous attempts at 'stress relief' when the meditation was unsuccessful.

"N- Master, don't..." She protested, breaking the kiss between them as she reached down to try and halt his hand, too late as a single digit pressed its way suddenly into her virgin folds, stuffing the tight little hole and forcing a sharp moan to her throat as she leant in against him.

"You want this as much as me Snips." He teased, starting to pump his palm against her exposed crotch, hidden beneath her skirt.

She only groaned softly in response, hips starting to buck faintly against his intrusive finger, bouncing lightly upon his hand as she buried her face into his shoulder, stifling her sounds.

He finally released his Holocron, his leather-gloved hand reaching up to pinch one of her little breasts between his fingers, tweaking at the nubs and tugging lightly against them, each emitting a short cry of approval from the Togruta atop him as his finger is soon joined by a second, stretching her lower-lips wider around her masters, becoming slowly stuffed by him and reached her first climax.

It wasn't until she pushed her hips down and found herself impaling the third finger that her body suddenly began convulsing against the leather-clad Jedi, a cry echoing throughout the offices as she squirted her first ever orgasm around her Master's palm, soon collapsing against him, arms wrapped around his shoulders as she panted lightly, groaning out as she felt him withdraw, a sudden vacant coldness washing over her crotch.

"I- Gods... Master..." She whimpered out as she tried to push herself upright before yelping out as her thighs were suddenly grabbed and she was hoisted into the air. "...MASTER!"

Anakin lifted the young Padawan's thighs to his head, pulling them over his shoulders as he came face to face with her bare, soaking-wet cunt, the orange-skinned gem glistened before him in the sunlight, her sweet nectar dribbling out onto his chin as he leans in, slurping his lips against her's, tongue wriggling it's way deep within her Nether's forcing another cry to the Padawan's throat as her legs clamp around his head, now grinding firmly into his face.

Ahsoka was in sheer, blind bliss, all she could feel, all she could sense was her master inside of her barely nubile body, violating her just as she violated herself, but despite every rule they were breaking, despite that little voice inside begging her to stop, she just couldn't she wanted more and as she turned to look down over her new Master, she saw eight inches of more awaiting her.

Spinning her around and prying her legs from his head, Anakin managed to pull down his own pants, withdrawing his already erect cock. Without so much as a word Ahsoka rested her hands upon his knees, leaning in and slurping her lips around the head of his shaft, struggling to accommodate such a girth, she gacked and sputtered desperately as she tried impaling her mouth, inch by inch around the mighty shaft.

Meanwhile Anakin kept his own nose buried deep within her tight little snatch, feeling her vibrations tunnelling through her body, he sensed she wasn't far off her second climax, reaching under then he wrapped his palms around her short Montrals, pulling harshly against them as he forced her down around his meat, causing her to gag as he pushed into her throat, cutting off her air, neither he nor she seemed to mind this as her head then began to bob slowly against him.

She soon began bending her arms, doing small pushups every time she leant in to take him deep into her throat, a workout for sure, his hands however continued fondling her sensitive head-tails this was causing her small convulsions to become more apparent and far more rapid as she continued her wobbly hand-stand deepthroats of his cock, soon coming to a halt as she screams out around his shaft, her throat constricting suddenly around him, milking his manhood as she began shaking against him once more, spraying his face and tongue with her second climax, almost simultaneously, he blew his own load, firing rope after rope of his hot cum far up into her throat, causing her to gag and sputter, desperately pushing her head up to free herself, spewing his hot mess out onto his lap as she coughs, desperately trying to get her breath back.

Anakin, however, found himself on a roll, he was desperate to make her cum again, and this time he wanted to take her flower well and truly for himself. Wiping his Togruta stained lips, he pushes her off him, climbing to his feet he then drags her limp and weakened body across the room towards a window, emitting a few weak protests from the girl.

"Master... I- can't... it's too much..." Her voice is weak, she is close to passing out.

'Fresh air' He thought 'That'll wake her'

And so he pulled her half-naked body out onto the balcony, exposed to the air of the war-torn world, he pulled her up to the railing and without warning he hoisted her up, seating her upon the edge, such a dangerous position spurned her quickly to life as she panicked, shaking and screaming in her masters arms she tried to climb down but he held her in place.

"MASTER, GET ME THE FUCK DOWN FROM HERE NOW!" She continued screaming, writing about, unable to overpower him she soon lost her tongue as he thrust forward, screaming out in pained and pleasured nothingness as his thick cum-soaked shaft pushed its way forward, forcing itself between her legs and finally de-flowering the little Jedi.

It was enough to take her mind off the immediate danger of her position, her screams and moans instead that of ecstasy as Anakin maintained a steady and firm rhythm, pumping his unprotected cock deep inside her fertile and vulnerable passage, breaking her hymen within seconds and finally breaching her womb.

"Oh fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck!" She began yelling out, her own hips now trying to grind back against her Master, completely forgetting about her precarious position upon the railing as he continues pistoning into her dripping nethers, their combined juices forming a nice slick love tunnel letting him pound that little orange pussy into another squirting submission, spraying his cock with her third and final climax causing her to scream into the air as he too finally came, dumping a load of his hot creamy seed deep into her vulnerable, unprotected womb, the pair of them slowly falling over and collapsing upon the deck of the balcony, still bound by the hip as they instinctively grind against one another, drifting in and out of consciousness.

"Am I... a big girl... now?" She asks, grinning with a slight giggle.

"I take it back Ahsoka... you're not immature... you're my Padawan."

She held her grin, slowly coming back to focus on her surroundings as she slowly picked herself up from him, his meat slipping out from her folds, unplugging her as she began squirting out a mix of their fluids onto the deck, thinking it was her victory.

But Anakin knew, this was his.

But far, far away... Obi-Wan was wondering just what the hell he had witnessed through his Macrobinoculars... before slowly lowering a hand into his own pants.

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