WILD | Anakin Skywalker |

S E V E N

"Oh my goodness Alora we were worried sick when we got the call, and Padme...I can't even stand to think about it." Was what Alora, Anakin, Obi Wan and everyone on the ship walked into as soon as they landed in the Naboo Capital hangar. Alora was slightly embarrassed to say the least.

"I'm ok. Padme she will be ok I know it. The Jedi are going to save her." Alora sighed, allowing her mother to hug her for the first time in years. Her family was never one to show affection to there wild child and Alora became used to it- why should she add that to the list of things she worries about?

She couldn't remember the last time either of her parents said I love you.

The royal guards took Dr. Vindi away letting him know that he would be rotting away in prison for the rest of his life for what he did. Even though the criminal mastermind was caught- there was still so much dread and tension hanging in the air. They needed to find an Antidote. They had to and fast.

Alora noticed the Jedi begin to walk away and leave her with her parents and she ran over to them. "You can not leave me here with these people."

"I'm sorry Miss. Amidala but if we find the antidote the mission could be dangerous." Obi Wan uttered apologetically, he could sense the uneasiness between the young girl and her family.

"But I want to make sure my sister is ok. I have to" she argued, wanting to be away from her parents but also wanting to be there when Padme leaves the bunker. 

"Alora, I'm sorry but you have to stay here. We will get you before we go home but we are not risking yours or those stuck in the bunkers safety." Anakin spoke, placing a firm hand on her shoulder. She rolled her eyes and shrugged his hand off her and grudgingly walked back to her parents.

Anakin sighed, feeling bad but knowing it was the right thing to do. "That girl is a handful" Obi Wan smiled. Anakin laughed and nodded his head, knowing just how much of a handful she actually was. And if his old master knew, he would be mortified.

The Amidala's stayed in the capital building after the queen insisted. The queen had a bath prepared for Alora and gave a her a room in the palace to rest in while she waited for the Jedi to come back. She locked herself inside and did not open the door when her mother was knocking and telling her to change into something presentable. The queen had also gave her permission to take anything from the closet in the room to wear- even though Alora knew it wouldn't be her style.

The blonde dunk down into the bathtub that had steam rising off the crystal clear water. The burn felt good on her skin, it soothed her. She had pinned her hair up and was resting her head against a leather pillow. She was exhausted and wanted to nap but her mind was racing far too quickly to do that and she knew it.

Was Padme compromised or was she still safe? Was Ahsoka ok? Did Anakin and Obi Wan find a way to save them yet and if so did they get the material? How much time was there left in the matter? All these questions swirled around in her head creating an everlasting pit of anxiety and dread in her stomach.

She also thought of Anakin and how he kept rejecting her. She thought that it was his commitment to the Jedi but she thought she could break him. To her she had to prove a point to herself and she also wanted a play thing while she was in Coruscant and Anakin was by far the best looking man she ever saw- but how could she achieve this when he didn't want her? Her usual tactics weren't working and she was beginning to think that ignoring him could be the best option. Or maybe since he clearly wanted to be strictly friends or whatever they were, she would adhere to that and get him wanting more rather than her wanting more.

Just thinking about him made her frustration build, one that made her stomach twist in a knot and her lower region begin to throb. Without a second thought, Alora brought her hand and lightly gripped her throat, closing her eyes. She moved her hand slowly down her body, feeling goosebumps rise on her skin even in the steaming hot water. Her heart pounded as she reached the part of her body that was begging for some relief.

The second she felt her fingers touch the sensitive bundle of nerves, her mouth opened with a shaky breath and her mind was filled with a certain Jedi. The way he was so easily able to resist her yet would go and flirt with her own sister almost as though he was forcing Alora out of his mind, the way he would look at her almost as though she was below him, and the look of pure anger on his face when he saw the way Dr.Vindi was hurting her fueled her fire. It was different but it was good.

Her fingers moved in a circle, keeping a good pace as she prolonged her pleasure wanting to make sure she would relieve a lot of stress and pent up tension. The visions in her head turned to fantasy as she pictured Anakin behind her, breathing down her neck as her hand was replaced by his. She pictured it was his hand doing the work- subconsciously making her pick up in speed. Short and shaky breaths escaped her lips as she tried to keep as quiet as possible but she knew she was reaching her climax soon. Again her fingers picked up the pace, drawing circles and moving up and down at a fast pace which caused the girl to begin twitching in the water. Her free hand grasped at the edge of the tub, holding tightly as a wave of pleasure washed over her and she came undone thinking only of Anakin- so much so his name nearly escaped her lips in the high of it all.

Alora lay still in the quiet bathtub, heart pounding and body feeling light as she came down from her high. She could feel the heat in her cheeks from her actions and a slight bit of shame at the way she got off to the thought Anakin even though he wasn't even there. The girl had just been thinking of ignoring the guy and next thing she's touching herself and fantasizing that it was him.

She had decided it was time to get out, knowing she had been on there for quite some time and the water wasn't nearly as hot as when she first got in. Alora wrapped a towel around her body and walked into the closet to try to find something that would suffice until she could get home. The best thing she found was a pale blue two piece set that consisted of a blue top that slipped off her shoulders and a long skirt that sat low on her hips. Atleast this showed off the curves of her body.

She took out her hair from the clip and shook it out before making her way downstairs. "Alora, I understand your upset with us but we are still your parents. You can't ignore us forever" her mother scolded. Alora did not respond and took a seat on one of the many soft couches in the room they were currently in. "We were worried sick about you and your sister when we heard the news. You don't even seem to care about Padme's well being right now with the way your acting."

This struck a nerve in the young girls heart. "Do not dare accuse me of that. You weren't there. I was there. I had to sit there while Padme was stuck in the bunker and there was nothing I could do. I thought I could sit down here in peace but I can't so when you hear word of when the Jedi or somebody is taking me to Coruscant then come get me. I'll be napping and staying as far away from you as possible." Alora stood up abruptly and quickly scurried back to the room she was lended. Tears threatened to spill over her bottom lashes as she shut the door and fell on the bed. Eventually the wall wasn't enough to hold the tests back and they fell freely, loud sobs fell from her mouth as she covered her face in her hands.

The girl who appeared to not care about anything ended up crying herself into a much needed nap.