Ani - An ftm star wars clone wars au

Chapter 9- Feelings

Warnings- allusions to sex
Written by Zen

"Padmé! Hey! Padmé, guess what!"

The young senator heard the heavy breathing of her Jedi protector as he ran through the halls. It was clear by the tone of his voice that he was amused, something must have happened when he went off.

"What is it Ani? Also, breathe, you don't have to come running in here like a wild bantha you know."

He could feel the care underneath the exasperation, but she wouldn't be annoyed at him for long. As he took a moment to collect himself, he sat down, and the woman subconsciously shuffled to be by his side. Acting on instinct, he turned to look at her, resting his hand on hers.

"So," he began, "I was catching up on my studies, and I needed to ask my master about something. And like, I assumed he'd be back at the temple by now, so I just called him."
Padmé's eyes were intense and intrigued, she nodded for him to continue, which he did.
"Okay, so he answers, and I'm met with my master topless. Topless. And his hair was a mess, so I took a look at the room he was in, and guess what." The boy shook with excitement and amusement.
"Um, I don't know." That was a lie, she had an idea based on what he had said so far, but she didn't want to presume.
"He was with, get this, the Duchess Satine Kryze, and I think they were doing, you know, um..."
He was trailing off, realising he just interrupted his master, the man who was essentially his brother, having sex. At least he had a new thing to wind Obi-Wan up over.

Padmé was stunned, then she smiled, then she laughed, quite like Anakin did to her on the ship, at least it wasn't at her expense. In between breathy laughs, she wiped the tears away that we forming in her eyes.
"Oh. My. God. I can't believe it, I can't wait to see her again, this has just earned me a couple hundred credits!"

"Hold up, tell me more. Like right now please." Anakin was very intrigued at this, what had she and the duchess bet on? If it even was a bet.

"So maybe Satine and I had a bet on which one of us would have sex first..." She revealed, a playful smirk gracing her lips, something that Anakin was quite attracted to. It took a few seconds for what she said, then he was suddenly very flustered.
"So, does that mean, you've not, you know... Done anything?"
He hadn't had these conversations with his master, mainly because neither of them had expressed romantic or sexual interests. Perhaps that would change now, or when they got back to the temple.

That wasn't the response she expected from him, he was a lot more timid than what she thought he would be.
"No, um, yeah, no, I haven't done anything more than making out with someone."

"You still have more experience than I do, I've never, I've never had anyone make me feel like that. At least, not until recently." His face was bright red now, had he really just said that to her? Oh kriff.

"Really? Could I, could I ask who?"
He lifted his head and met her hazel gaze, it felt as if time stopped. Acting on impulses, he leant in, cupped her cheek and planted a tender kiss on her lips. Her breathe hitched at the action, but she quickly melted into the action, all the feelings that had been building over their time together poured into it. When the two separated, it was Padmé who spoke first, "I love you Anakin."

As he thought about the taste of her lips, he could only smile, and say, "I love you too, angel."