Recognize Hidden Patterns of My Own Demise

Anidala

After Vader's outburst, time moved on like normal. Anakin was now seventeen and the Separatists movement began to gain momentum. Anakin had spies in the Senate on Coruscant. Boba had actually been one of them. He would tell Bader what was happening. Boba was good at what he did. He loved telling Vader about how much he enjoyed spying on the Senators of the Republic. Every now and then he would visit Padmé. He never announced himself but he didn't really care. He knew how to get to her apartment without anyone knowing. She still thought it was too reckless for him to do. Today was one of those days he showed up.

Padmé had just dismissed her handmaidens and security for the day. She was reading a new romance novel her sister bought her. Apparently it was very popular right now, and very erotic. Her family always made a big deal about her love life. She just finished the first chapter when she heard her door alert her someone was outside. Padmé had a feeling of who it could be.

She opened the door to see none other than Anakin Skywalker. His hair was longer than the last time she had seen him. It was slicked back and fell down to his shoulders. "Ani, it's good to see you again." Padmé hugged him under his arms. She couldn't reach up to him anymore, he had at least a foot of height on her.

Padmé welcomed him in. The first thing Anakin noticed was the book on the stand next to her couch. It was an erotic novel. Very popular and he knew because there were people in the castle on Tatooine reading and talking about it constantly. "I see you are also reading Across the Stars." His comment made her blush and she quickly picked up the book and put it in a spot out of sight from him. Padmé turned back to see him grinning at her reaction. Part of her wanted to smack the grin off his face. The other part loved it when he grinned like that. She always thought he had a beautiful smile. Especially now that he was a very handsome young man.

Last time he came here she had come to terms with herself. She had a crush on him. She wasn't supposed to. Crushes were for teenage schoolgirls and not for Senators. She sat down on the couch with a sigh. Her whole body hurt from working at the Senate. She felt bad for being a terrible host. "I'm sorry for the mess. I'm just tired and my whole body aches from the Senate."

Anakin walked behind the couch. He began to rub her back and shoulders. "You don't have to be sorry. I didn't tell you I was coming and you shouldn't be sorry about being in pain." Padmé hated how easy it was for him to make her feel great. He eventually hit one spot on her forearms that made her moan. She blushed and quickly started to yell out apologies but was silenced by Anakin.

Anakin thought Padmé was being very cute by sputtering out apologies. But he knew it wouldn't be right to have her apologize for something he didn't care for. Instead he leaned in and gave her a soft chaste kiss on the lips. He was surprised that she leaned in. He pulled back to admire her face. Her hair was down and curly like he always loved it. She was wearing a soft white nightgown that you could see through. He leaned back in and kissed her again. This kiss wasn't like the first one. It was rough and passionate. Anakin picked his head up and left their foreheads touching.

Anakin and Padmé spent all night talking. They had dinner together and stole kisses from each other. Anakin picked her up and brought her to the bedroom. He laid her down and threw off his shirt before joint her in bed.