It was a night more frigid than the coldest of hearts.
As Darth Vader lay alone in his bed, holding a life-sized body pillow, and replaying the moment when he and Padmé Amidala first made love, running his hands through her hair while she allowed her thoughts to wander, as a shell of the man that was once Anakin Skywalker.
Voices carry, Vader forced himself not to ruminate, however, it failed.
"From the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again... I'm in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you- I can't breathe. I'm haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me. My heart is beating... hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me... what can I do? I will do anything you ask."
Vader did not allow his tears any time to leave his eyes, the anger in his heart disallowed and also betrayed his emotions. As he shut the door, a ghastly, yet beautiful apparition showed. He saw Padmé, or thought. "Ugh, I don't know what's going on, but this is a private moment." Vader said.
"I know. Just relax, my love. I'm not missing much, just your presence." Padmé said.
"Well, fuck! I don't like that. Padmé, few things scare me, but here I am." Vader shouted.
Then realizing Padmé had been resurrected, she massaged all the tension from his back, then when Vader reciprocated, the feeling was his re. When he uncovered himself from the dark mask to kiss those lips, her breathing turned into gentle moaning. Sadly, for Padmé, it was a dream she wanted to happen a long time ago. She quietly regretted her decision to save Obi-Wan Kenobi, and, Vader had forgiven her. As the sun rose, Padmé awoke in strong, loving arms. Faded was the darkness of Lord Vader. Something between those hearts sparked a romance. Vader arose and she was gone. "Padmé, come back to me, why the hell did I go wrong?" Vader's heavy breathing sounds were now reminiscent of a man enamored. While staring at a picture of himself and Padmé, he cried.
Enter a new cycle of nightfall, Padmé returns to visit. Vader peruses literature and sees the ethereal beauty of the nature of the beast. She whispers as the heart would speak. "I know you are beautiful." Vader takes her, with nothing protecting them but a shared kiss and passionate love.
He awoke, something told him that this was a sign. When Lord Vader temporarily stopped force choking those who failed his orders, the Empire struck a concerned chord.
....Episode 2 coming soon....
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The Vader Diaries
FanfictionEpisode 1. Vader and Padmé: Starcrossed When acknowledging what he lost, the lovestruck spirit of his first love, Padmé Amidala unexpectedly visits a cripplingly depressed Darth Vader in his dark dreams.