|| Uninvited || An Anakin Skywalker Story

Chapter Twenty Nine

Alright, everyone who has stuck around for the slow burn has earned this one. 

You're welcome <3

Warning: light SMUT 

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I woke up gently the next morning. The soft dawn light began to streak across the stone ceiling of my bedroom, and I was overcome by the feeling of peace and the satisfaction only a good night's sleep can bring.

Anakin's arms were still around me and had pulled me even closer in his sleep. His entire body was pressed into mine and I sighed gently, relishing how perfectly we seemed to fit together. His soft, even breaths tickling the back of my neck let me know he was still sound sleep.

Good. He needed it.

I remained still for a few moments, allowing myself to melt further into Anakin's arms. His soothing body heat and intoxicating scent surrounded me and almost lulled me back to sleep. But eventually, I decided it was time to greet the day. I did have to work after all. 

So as carefully as I could, I peeled myself from Anakin's grasp. I froze as I saw his eyebrows furrow once I had untangled myself from his hold and gently placed his arm back on the bed. However, his face eventually softened, and I could tell he was back in a deep slumber. The last thing I wanted to do was wake him. Especially when he looks so god damned angelic while he sleeps.

I slowly crawled out of bed and crept towards the bathroom, quietly sliding the door behind me. When I made eye contact with myself in the mirror in front of me, I could help but smile. Biting my lip, I shook my head gently. Sharing a bed with Anakin will never not have me feeling like a giddy little girl. Knowing he was sleeping in my bed, just feet away, made my heart soar.

I quickly ran through my routine of brushing my teeth and showering. When I stepped out of the shower, I realized I hadn't brought clothes with me to change into.

"Shit." I whispered, glancing down at the very short towel wrapped around me that just barely covered the intimate parts of my body. I twisted my body and looked at myself in the mirror from behind. My cheeks heated as I realized the towel hardly covered my ass. One wrong move and I'd be completely on display.

I hoped to the stars that Anakin was still asleep, and I could quickly change before he sees me like this. I slid the bathroom door open as quietly as I could and poked my head out. Much to my dismay, Anakin was awake. 

He was still in bed, laying on his stomach, propping his upper body up using his elbows as he messed with his comlink. From this angle, the muscular definition of his shoulders was on display in the soft morning light. And with his dark blonde curls a total mess and his blue gaze intensely focused on the tiny piece of technology in his hand, he looked absolutely gorgeous. It almost took my breath away.

He must have heard me because his head snapped up in my direction. "Morning." He said, sleep making his voice raspy.

"Good morning." I replied tightly, staring at him with my entire body still hidden behind the bathroom door. His eyebrow raised slightly, and he tiled his head to the side.

"What's wrong with you?" He demanded. I felt my cheeks flush.

"I uh...I forgot to bring a clean set of clothes into the bathroom with me." I said.

Anakin smirked as he dropped his comlink onto the pillow below him. "So what? You're naked behind that door or something?" He asked.

"No, you pervert," I quipped with an eyeroll, "I have a towel on."