You had awoke early this morning do to the bed shifting. You rubbed your eyes and leaned up to see the disturbance of your sleep. Your husband Anakin Skywalker was fumbling around to get dressed for the Council meeting he had in the next hour.
You smiled at him as he attempted to put his boots on. He then looked up sensing that you were awake and smiled. He swung his robe on and leaned down to kiss your lips. You smiled into the kiss and you felt him smile too.
"Good morning my beautiful wife." He whispered.
"Good morning my adorkable husband." You whisper back making Anakin chuckle.
"I would have preferred handsome, but adorkable works too." He says before checking the time and sighing. He placed a lingering kiss on your lips and rubbed your stomach before rushing out the door.
You smile and place your fingers on your lips. You soon feel your stomach churn and you slip out of the silky bed and rush to the bathroom. You dispense last nights dinner into the toilet before wiping your mouth free of any residue. You groaned then brush your teeth to get the bad taste from your mouth and then waddle to your walk-in closet.
As Anakin only owned a total of 5 or less outfits the closet was mostly home to your outfits. In normal circumstances you would dress nicely however you weren't feeling it today. So instead you stole the worn out Jedi robe Anakin had given you on your first date because you were cold.
You smiled as you walked around in it. The warm material encompassing you, along with Anakin's distinct scent. It calmed you and reminded you of how simpler life had truly been back then. Back before the war, back when you weren't pregnant, back when the only thing you had to worry about was getting spotted kissing Anakin in public.
You tied up your hair in a twist on your head and grabbed your holopad and began to scan the news as you lounged on the sofa. An hour later there was a knock on your door and you called for C-3PO.
"3PO can you see who's at the door?" You call to the protocol droid.
"Of course Mistress (y/n)." 3PO replied and you heard him move to the door. "Senator Amidala is here to see you!" 3PO called.
You smiled at the news of your work bestie's arrival. "Send her in 3PO!" You call and you are soon bombarded by the bubbly personality of your best friend.
"(y/n) what in the galaxy are you wearing?" Padme asked you glancing down at your simple nightgown and Anakin's Jedi robe.
You shrug, "Padme I am 7 months pregnant the last ounce of care that I had for my presentability and appearance went out the window in my 2nd trimester." You announce to your best friend.
Padme only shrugs and sits down and begins to discuss senatorial duties. This arrangement you two had worked out once you were unable to move around much or stand for very long in the senatorial meetings. You were the other senator of Naboo but because of your current state you were unable to participate so Padme would discuss what was discussed in the meetings with you and then would speak on your behalf in the meeting.
Padme knew of your marriage to Anakin Skywalker; one of the few who actually knew. But given that she was your best friend since you were 5 and she was 8 years old you knew you could trust her to stay quiet.
The last thing you would ever want was for your marriage and affiliation with the Chosen one to cost Anakin the chance at becoming a Master one day.After all what would the council say if they learned that the Chosen one had knocked up a Senator? Clearly nothing good.
Your stomach growled and Padme could only giggle. You asked her if she wanted anything and she shook her head no."3PO could you make me tea please?" Your child made your stomach growl even louder, "bring me toast also please?" You ask the droid.
"Right away Mistress (y/n)." 3PO replied. When you were settled in with your tea and two pieces of toast is when your husband decided to appear. Padme had been summoned to the senate building a little after she had arrived, so she was no longer here.
Anakin smiled when he saw you and cupped your face with his hands and kissed you hard. "How is the Galaxy's most beautiful woman?" Anakin asked when you separated.
You snorted out in laughter, "I don't know you should go and find her first." You tell him. He frowns before he smirks slyly and then hoisted you into his arms bridal style. This made you drop your plate of toast onto the floor.
"ANI!" You squeal as he peppers kiss after kiss onto your face and neck.
"Do you not realize that you are the most beautiful woman in all the galaxy?" Anakin asks. You smile and giggle before kissing him on the lips.
"No I always knew, I just love it when you say it." You admit and he smiles but looks down when he hears the growl from your stomach.
"Husband make me food." You demand and he chuckles before bringing you to the kitchen and setting you on the counter."What is my beautiful wife craving tonight?" He asks.
"Fruit please." You ask sweetly and Anakin smirks.
"Fruit it is." He says. Before using the force to grab out everything he needs.
You watch as he cuts up all the fruit and once he finishes he grabs a slice and offers it to you and you take it.
After you two have eaten almost all the fruit you feel a different craving come on. One that only your husband could satisfy. "Oh Anakin!" You call out to him and he turns from doing the dishes.
"Yes my love?" He asks.
"I think I'm craving something else now." You say innocently.
Anakin smirks, "what are you craving this time?" He questions.
You smirk before leaning closer to him, "You." you answer before smashing your lips to his. He grabs your lower back and continues to kiss you.
He finally lifts his lips from yours and then smiles, "what the most beautiful woman in the galaxy wants, she gets." He says before kissing you once again.
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Anakin Skywalker Imagines/Oneshots
FanfictionAnakin Skywalker Imagines. Female reader POV. *All credit goes to George Lucas and Disney. Except for the reader and the stories they are entirely my own. Highest ranking ever: #1 in StarWars