Celestial Bonds - ANAKIN SKYWALKER - WTM

CHAPTER ONE

Eva wakes to the soft sensation of fingers trailing down her spine and light kisses smothering her face. With every soft feather light touch, electric sparks tingle down her spine, following his soft motions causing her to shiver. She hums with an exhausted groan and weakly opens her eyes, her mind begging her to go back to sleep. Her eyes met a chipper blue.

"Good morning, Mrs Skywalker," Anakin smiles; softly stroking his face and brushing her hair away from her stunning eyes. He leans forward and places a chaste kiss on her lips. He loves being able to do that. To kiss her and hold her without fear of rejection. He could get used to it.

"You're way too happy for it being morning." Eva grumbles, turning over and burrowing closer to his heat. The covers were thrown on the floor due to their unconscious movements, for warmth, Anakin and Eva are pressed together with no room for space in between. Eva lies with her head on Anakin's chest, right over his pounding heart, with her left leg thrown over his hips. Anakin lies beneath her, his arms wrapped around her tightly, with one hand caressing her bare spine, the other is holding her thigh, his thumb caressing the smooth skin. "Besides, we're not married."

Anakin chooses to ignore her comment and instead chuckles at her grumpy state; he didn't know she wasn't a morning person. She lifts her head to look down at him flatly. His hand moves from her spine to brush through her hair. "I'm not happy because it's morning, I'm just happy that last night was real. A part of me was convinced that it was dream." He confesses softly, smiling softly.

Eva's face softens, "I can very much assure you that last night was real. I can still feel it." She smirks, though her smirk is quickly replaced by a wince when she moves her legs; her core feeling very sore.

Anakin's brows furrow, "Are you okay?" He asks, hoping that she's not hurt.

"Yes," She hisses at the throb of pain, "Just a little sore."

Anakin frowns guiltily, "I hurt you."

Eva immediately shakes her head, wanting to wipe that guilty frown off his face. He didn't hurt her; she very much loves the throb between her legs, it's a reminder of their love and the moment they connected on a much deeper level besides from the physical. "No, I don't mind it. I love it in fact; it's a reminder of us, of our love. You were amazing, Anakin, don't doubt it. I had fun, a lot of fun. You made me feel things I have never felt before - 'very much welcome and appreciated and would totally love to do again' kind of things." She grins broadly when Anakin's face softens into a relieved smile. She sits up and straddles his lap, bending down so their faces are level. His hands move to grip her hips, his thumbs caressing over her soft stretchmarks pathing over her light skin.

"Good, I'm glad. I had fun too. I loved it," He smiles, leaning up to pepper kisses on her full lips. "You made me feel things I've never felt before too - 'very much welcome and appreciated and would totally love to do again' kind of things." He repeats with a cheeky smirk and a chuckle. Eva rolls her eyes at his clear tease. "In fact, we could even go again right now. A round two." He smirks flirtatiously.

"We don't have time." She nods to the clock on his desk. 10.02 am, they have an hour and fifty-eight minutes to shower, get ready, and make it in time for breakfast before it's carted off by the kitchen staff.

Anakin looks at the clock on the desk, shrugs, and turns back to her with a sly smirk, "I can be quick."

Eva raises a brow, "Really?" She leans down and whispers in his ear, her lips pressing to his earlobe, "You can't resist touching me for a few hours? My, my, Skywalker, I'm starting to think you've got a bit of an addiction." She bites his lobe, sucking it softly - causing Anakin to shiver and his breath to hitch - and then she releases it.