Modern AU. Padmé and Anakin, both 20 years old They are on their senior year at Columbia University. She is studying at law school and wants to do Doctor Juris at Harvard, plays tennis for the Lions team. Anakin is mechanical engineering student and quarterback with University Team Lions. He's a good student but hopes for a career in the NFL.
Author's Note: I do not own Star Wars, Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Naberrie or any other characters. It's all Lucasfilm property: I write stories for fun, for free.
Why so much sex... well, because we couldn't get enough of George Lucas ;-)
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IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
Chapter 5
In the apartment, left alone with Anakin, Padme wondered why she was asking him to stay, when Anakin was wondering why he accepted her invitation.
He figured she would surely want to tempt him again and then stop him and demand patience.
Padmé really wanted him, but she was afraid of failure, disappointment, his reputation as playboy, or anything else she couldn't define. Or she did? She didn't want to commit, not at the age of twenty. On the other hand...she doesn't have to commit, having a boyfriend doesn't mean being married.
Dormé and Sabé didn't have a steady boyfriend, but they still enjoy life, well, and so does Satine...maybe less, but still. What would be wrong with sleeping with Anakin? Then everyone on campus would know. No, they also don't know that she gave him a hand job and he touched her…..but that should be forgotten. He said he can't forget it. Did she forget? No...and the memory of it demanded for more.
He was there now, should she just go one step further or go all out? Maybe leave it to him?
"I have a new chair in my reading corner, do you want to see it?"
He felt she wanted to lure him into the room and played along.
"Yes, show me."
He walked her into the room and she closed and locked the door.
"Oh, beautiful."
He turned to her and she wrapped her arms around his waist, he cupped her face in his hands.
"Still tender bonds of friendship?"
"Since that...night, you haven't looked at any other girl on campus. How so?"
"I don't need that when I have your friendship."
"Maybe we can...extend our friendship a little."
A smile crossed his face, hoping he hadn't been wrong in assuming what was to come.
"You certainly have a very specific idea about it and I'm open."
She grabbed his belt, unbuckled it, unzipped his jeans and pulled it down. In the boxer shorts she clearly saw his excitement. She also pulled down the boxers, knelt down and started kissing his manhood. He grabbed her upper arms and lifted her up.
"I don't want you to kneel in front of me. If you want to give me that kind of pleasure, please do it in bed."
He undressed and lay down on her bed, sinking deeply into the soft mattress. Padmé climbed on top of him, kissed him and her mouth began to travel downward. She felt and kissed every defined muscle in his chest, his six pack, twirled her tongue in his navel and rubbed her nose in the hair that ran down to his groin. That made him feel like never before.
"Padme..."
She was determined to give him something unforgettable like she saw in a video, she had no practical experience.
It was big and hard, she remembered it, but she hadn't seen it back then, only felt it in her hand. Now she was a little shocked at the sight, but today she would not lose her virginity. Just relax, she told herself.
She buried her nose in his pubic hair, placed her hands on the inside of his thighs and moved them apart so she could easily reach his balls with her tongue. The erection was extensively licked, the swollen tip kissed and finally taken in the mouth.
"Oh Padmé... what are you doing to me? Oh God, please don't stop, please."
She tried to take it deeper and deeper into her mouth until she almost gagged. Then she gripped the base, a little tighter, and rubbed up and down, bobbing her head in unison. After a moment, Anakin uncontrollably lifted his hips several times, filling her mouth with his cum.
It took a while for him to come down from his high. It wasn't the first blowjob of his life, but he didn't have such a reaction, such a feeling with any other woman.
"Now it's my turn." He said after a while.
Padmé lay next to him and let him undress her. He kissed every inch of her skin. She was so soft and the brown curls so silky.
"You are so beautiful Padmé, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I'm going to give you a pleasure you'll never forget, I'll make you come on my tongue."
"Uh... please don't put your tongue in."
"I won't do anything you don't want..."
He dropped onto his stomach and lifted her legs over his shoulder. His face was on her stomach, she was shaking.
"Don't be shy, just relax, it's going to be beautiful, I promise."
Licking and kissing, he reached her crotch and buried his face between her legs. He found her most sensitive spot with his tongue and the reaction came immediately. She lifted her hips. Despite her request, he tried to press his tongue against her entrance and met with resistance. He stopped and crawled up on her, looking into her eyes.
"You're way too tense, relax, let yourself go. It is very pleasant to feel the tongue inside you, allow it."
"I'm not tense, it's just..." she looked away.
"What is it, Padmé, tell me...Padmé, come on, I need to know. Is it because of me?"
"No, it's me...it's just..."
Leaning on his own forearms, he stroked her face with one hand, kissed her eyes and nose.
"Tell me, Padme."
"I...I've never slept with a man befor." It was out now.
Anakin rolled onto his side, taking her with him. She lay on top of him and looked into his eyes. He smiled at her.
"So, you're a virgin. I get it now... what's next, Padmé?"
"I don't know, I'm not ready yet."
"Not ready to hand over the V-Card, or not ready to give it to me?"
"I still have concerns...you've had so many women..."
"So my reputation as a playboy isn't it? You know, Padmé, there's a lot wrong with that, I don't have that much experience."
"How many women have you slept with?"
"I didn't count, but so... maybe fifteen."
"If that's true, I can live with it." She laughed.
"Does that mean you could be my No.16?" he laughed too.
"...and you my No.1."
"Your first, your last, your only one...how about this?"
"Maybe my first, everything else is so...far away."
"Why, Padme?
"We're only 20, we've got so much more to do, me at least, I've got three and a half years to go, you maybe less if you make it to the NFL..."
"None of this means we can't be together now."
"You want to be with me?"
"Yes...and you, what do you want, you know that?"
"Yes, you owe me."
...slid off him and ran her hand up his chest to his mouth, which she promised herself as much pleasure as she gave him.
And he gave her.
Yes, that was something she will never forget.
"Anakin, yes, I want you as a boyfriend." She smiled at him.
"I'm glad to hear it...girlfriend." He kissed her. "...I hope to be able to call you...mine soon."
"But you have me now."
"Not quite yet...you know what I mean."
"I'll come with it to you when I'm ready."
"If you're afraid of pain, it only hurts the first time, after that it's just wonderful."
"How do you know that ?"
"I heard somewhere." He laughed and so did she.
They lay there intertwined, content with what they had achieved.
He was happy and thought he had the one he longed for and she was happy, she had a boyfriend she loved. Damn Padmé, you love him, she was afraid to admit it herself.
"Shall we tell our friends we're together...and my parents?"
"Your parents already know intuitively that we're together, maybe not physically, but emotionally. We prepare a surprise for our friends. Next Saturday…uh, do you have a lot to study?"
"Yes, but I can sacrifice a few hours for Finch."
"So on Saturday we're going to give them a performance on the dance floor, which we've never done before, we're going to dance and then we'll kiss, but in a way that everyone is forced to understand. I've had a lot of girls hanging out with me, but I haven't kissed a single one, you know that, don't you?"
"Yes, then it will be clear to everyone where we stand in relation to each other."
"Then we'll do it like this, agreed?"
"Yeah, I can't wait to see their faces."
"You're not stupid, Padmé, you already know, or at least suspect it...and now we should get dressed, your parents will be coming soon...or should I do something nice for you?"
"Next time."
"...and when is this next time?"
"You're pushing me."
"No, not physically, it was just a verbal nudge." He laughed.
"Do I have to commit myself?"
"No, but it would be nice if I knew which day to look forward to."
"New Year's Eve...uh, after that. We go party with our friends, then I have a few drinks and don't feel the pain one hundred percent."
"I don't want you drunk...you know what."
"I never get drunk. I only drink until the alcohol relaxes me, without losing control."
"Very wise. I'll take your word for it."
They got dressed and went into the living room, their parents were already there.
"Oh, you're allready back ?" Padmé asked.
"What happened to your hair, dear?"
Padme blushed. Mom asked that on purpose.
"There's nothing wrong with my hair, I just haven't combed it since this afternoon."
"I understand."
Anakin said goodbye and thanked him again for the invitation. Padmé walked him downstairs, in the foyer she hugged him, he hugged her and kissed her hair.
"See you on Monday, Anakin. If you can't sleep, text or call, but no phone sex." She grinned.
"It doesn't hurt." He winked.
"Bye, and study hard."
"Me and you too, bye."
He left and she already missed him. Suddenly everything changed, certainly not because she was now allowed to call herself his girlfriend, but somehow she felt more secure with the intimacy that bondt them now. And it wasn't just that. His closeness did her good, his attention, his tenderness, his laughter...everything was different than before. She loved that...she loved him. did he love her, she certainly won't ask him, if he loves her, he'll tell her, if not, they'll go their separate ways in May, she to Boston and he...chasing an NFL contract somewhere, but that time with him, she wanted to savor now.
As Anakin walked out of the house, he flagged down a taxi, which stopped, he got in, and headed home. When he got there, he undressed and went straight to bed, it was getting late. Someone knocked on his door. Anakin got up, reluctantly, and opened the door. It was Ben.
"Do you have sleep disturbances?"
"Yes. I can't sleep because I can't figure out why my best friend wouldn't tell me he was in a relationship with a fellow student."
"Because I didn't have any...until tonight."
"Let's see if I got it right. You've only been in a relationship since tonight?"
"Yeah...uh...this isn't a real relationship, she's my girlfriend."
"And what's the difference?"
"We haven't slept together, or rather, not yet."
"Why not?"
"Oh Ben, please, it's going too far, the question is too personal. She's not a flimsy conquest to talk about without respect, she's a decent girl, one to imagine for longer, or forever."
"Holy shit, Anakin, you're in love... but you don't want to get married when you're twenty?"
He wanted to quickly answer no, but then realized he couldn't.
"I don't have an answer for you, Ben, because I don't have one for myself either."
"Sleep on it a night, or two, or... good night, Anakin."
"Good night."
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