LIVE IN YOUR LIGHT | anakin skywalker x fem oc

18.

Anakin had taken me to a rather fancy bar, there were rather prestigious people there, there was a big chandelier in the middle of the place, there were moldings on the ceiling and gold mirrors. The floor was a red carpet.

We were sitting at the bar, on stools. A bartender walked up to us. He was dressed in a black suit and a white shirt, his beard was perfectly shaved and he was cleaning a glass with a cloth.

"Good evening, what can I get you?

- Whatever you like, please." Said Anakin.

My friend turned to me, waiting for me to tell the bartender what I wanted, and I simply replied to make me what he wanted as well. The bartender nodded and went off to make us our drinks.

"This is... very classy.

- Isn't it? I come here often with Obi-Wan." He said.

I smiled softly before the bartender came over with two drinks, the feet were golden, I was almost afraid to take my drink. The cocktail was orange, there was a slice of lemon sitting on the end of the glass.

"I present to you our new alcoholic cocktail, Tatooine Sunset."

I thanked the bartender before setting my gaze on Anakin.

"What a coincidence..." I say with a smile.

My friend winks at me before taking a sip, I do the same. Anakin then speaks up.

"How is life on Naboo?" he asks.

I look up to the sky, thinking for a few seconds as I stir my cocktail with my straw before answering Anakin.

"Same as always. There's a bit more ball as the season arrives, rich people talking business with other rich people, a lot of hypocrisy between the guests. Men courting women.

- Men courting women?" Asks Anakin.

I nod before taking a sip of the cocktail, Anakin is about to speak with a hesitant look on his face before he speaks up.

"Are there men courting you?"

I immediately freeze. Why would he want to know? He knows very well that I don't want a partner anyway.

"Yes, I have. But I absolutely refuse." I say.

Anakin stifles a laugh before speaking up, taking a sip of the cocktail.

"You are so unapproachable Oriana.

- Am I?

- Yes.

- Perfect then." I say with a smile.

I drink my cocktail before Anakin starts laughing, shaking his head from right to left. I look around, once again admiring the bar which was absolutely beautiful. I turn back to Anakin, moving my legs slightly to get back on the stool, my leg suddenly touching Anakin's.

I see Anakin's face drop, his eyes looking at both of our legs. His touch was like a shiver running down my leg. I expect him to pull it back, but he does not. I see him look up at the table. I then look down at our legs before I see Anakin move it slightly toward me, pulling mine back toward me.

And he stayed like that, my leg stuck to his. I discreetly widen my eyes before coming to my senses, I look up, then take another sip of my cocktail, nervously.

Why does his touch make me feel like this? How does he have this hold on me?

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I was on my third or fourth drink, I don't know. But the alcohol was starting to go to my head. I didn't see Anakin take another drink.