We can't tell Anakin about this. That was my first thought as our eyes
locked on to each other and I closed the door behind me. He was so young and
he'd be crushed if he knew what his Master and I were about to do. I was a
21 year-old woman, ruler of a planet. He was only a 16 year-old kid who had
had a crush on me since he was nine.

"Obi-Wan, have we really known each other for that long?"

"What do you mean, love?"

"It's been six years since the Trade Federation tried to undermine my power
here. Some days it feels like ages since I became Queen of the Naboo,
responsible for an entire world. Other times it seems like only yesterday
that you and Qui-Gon rescued me from the battle droids with your lightsabers
flashing. I had so wanted to show my appreciation then and there, but there
was so much to do and I couldn't break my cover. You both gave me hope that
day when I had nearly abandoned it. Maybe I should show that appreciation
now." My lips curled in a coy smile as reached around his waist and tilted
my head up for a kiss.

Obi-Wan laughed, something neither of us did enough these days. "I'm not
kissing you with all that make up on. How do I know there isn't a handmaiden
hiding under there?"

I assumed my commanding voice and demeanor. "I am Queen of the Naboo and I
demand that you kiss me!"

He raised an eyebrow. "I am a Jedi Knight and I don't have to obey."

I pouted. "I am a woman in love and I beg you to kiss me."

He sighed and held me closer. "I am a man in love and I can't help myself."
Our lips brushed lightly at first, but we both needed more. I trembled in
his arms as his lips parted against mine. I clutched the back of his head
tightly, releasing the kiss only when I couldn't take any more.

"That wasn't so bad," I teased, grabbing a small cloth and wiping his face.
He shivered at my touch as I cleaned his face off, then he grabbed my hand
and gently pulled the cloth from me.

"You do this every day?" His eyes were wide as he realized how long it would
take to remove all the make-up I wore.

"No, sometimes Rabe does it, sometimes Sabe does it, sometimes-"

"I get the picture."

"Actually, most of the time it is me. I find it much easier to wash my face
in the shower. Would you like to help?"

He raised an eyebrow and then asked, "shouldn't we get you out of that gown
first?"

"Oh yes. Please!" The gowns were all cumbersome no matter how beautiful they
were. I loved to wear them, but more than that I loved to get out of them.

Obi-Wan stepped around behind me and began undoing the decorative buttons
along the back. As each one was undone I felt a little closer to freedom, a
little of the weight of responsibility removed from me. The symbol of my
office was gently lifted off of my shoulders by his deft fingers and the
change left my skin feeling electrified. I barely noticed him floating the
heavy dress to a chair before he began the removal of my slip. That went
quickly along with my bra and panties. Removing all of that had always felt
sensual, but this time it was a much more erotic feeling leaving me giddy
with anticipation. I reached up and removed the headdress, knowing that he
wouldn't be able to remove it as adeptly as my practiced fingers. He watched
me as I let my hair loose at last and then held me close up against him.

"You're more beautiful than I ever imagined."

"Why, what kind of hag did you imagine?"

He just shook his head as he gazed into my eyes and ran his hands greedily
over my bare flesh. It felt so exotic to be standing against him naked while
he was fully clothed. I felt a shiver pass through me at the pure sensation
of being so exposed for a change. I put my hands on the back of his neck and
pulled him close for another kiss.

Suddenly I pulled away and dashed for the bathroom. Ducking behind the door
I called out, "I'll start the water while you get undressed!" I took one
glance out long enough to see him cock back a boot to throw at me, but I
ducked inside just in time. It was so good to be with someone I could be
playful with, my life was too full of seriousness.

~~~~~@~~~~~

I had just adjusted the temperature of the water to my liking when I turned
to find a naked Jedi standing right behind me. I jumped, not expecting him
to have undressed so quickly. "Don't you make any noise when you sneak up on
someone Obi-Wan?"

"That would hardly be fun, would it? Besides, I enjoy watching you jump like
that." His gaze dipped lower on my body for a moment and I felt my heart
race. I let my own gaze wander for a moment, reveling in the sight of him
undressed. He was well muscled from all the physical training he had been
through and his skin had a light golden glow from spending some time in the
sun. It was just enough to give him a healthy tan but not enough to make him
too dark, and he had just enough hair in all the right places..

My eyes were drawn to the erect penis among the nest of curls between his
legs. I knew I was staring, but I couldn't pull my eyes away. A thrill of
unreality hit me-I had dreamed of gazing at his naked body, of being with
him like this so many times I had a hard time accepting that this was really
happening.

He reached past me to test the water suddenly. "Perfect. Let's enjoy this
water, shall we?"

I shook myself, snapping back to reality. I eagerly stepped under the spray
of the water, letting it wash away the worries of the day so I could
concentrate fully on the matters at hand. And the matter at hand was of the
greatest importance to me.

I felt Obi-Wan's hands caress my shoulders as I washed off my face. He knew
exactly where the tension was the worst, and where his fingers touched I
could feel my muscles relax. By the time my make-up was off the aches and
pains of ruling were gone. I felt ready to give him my undivided attention.

"Good, then can I stand under that water for a while? You have no idea what
a luxury this is, sonic showers just aren't the same."

"I have one of those too-you think we're totally primitive or something?
Believe me, I do appreciate the luxury!" I moved aside for him, reveling in
the sight of him with water glistening off of his perfect skin.

"It looks better on you," he said with a teasing smile.

"Wha-will you stop reading my mind? That is very disconcerting for those of
us who can't."

"I'm just teasing you, love. I promise, I won't look at any thought you
don't want me to and I'll stop answering you when you don't speak." He
solemnly met my eyes, bowing down to seal his promise with a kiss.

"Forgiven," I breathed. "Let's get this shower over with and move somewhere
more comfortable."

"I couldn't agree more."

I tried hard not to stare and draw out the shower any longer than I had to,
but my eyes just couldn't stay off of his flesh. Finally I couldn't resist,
I knelt in front of him and kissed the tip of his penis just to see what
would happen. He gasped and I looked up into his eyes. The look of shock
turned quickly into a look of pleasure and I decided to continue. I licked
slowly up his shaft, then opened my mouth around the head. I took in his
large member as far as I could, swirling my tongue along his flesh as I
went. He gripped my shoulders hard and moaned softly. Taking that as
encouragement I began to move up and down, slowly at first, then gaining
speed. His hands guided me, gently nudging at the pace he desired, then he
gently pulled away.

"S-stop. Ami-love. Let's get out of here and somewhere more comfortable
while we still can."

"Yes, Obi-Wan. Love. What a wise idea, as usual." I smiled a bit smugly as I
turned off the water.

~~~~~@~~~~~

Being Queen on Naboo had its perks—one of which was a large and comfortable
bed. Obi-Wan and I walked hand in hand from the shower to my bed and,
suddenly nervous, sat side by side on the edge. I had waited for this moment
for years…and yet the sight of the bed itself after the shower brought the
full reality of what was about to happen to brilliant reality in my mind for
the first time.

Obi-Wan was mindful of my sudden apprehension. “If you don’t feel ready....”
His voice trailed off, leaving my exit implied but unvoiced.

I took a few moments to gather my thoughts and try to regain the comfort I
had carried myself with so far. “This is just a big step, that’s all.” He
began to rise and I grasped his hand in mine all the harder. “Obi-Wan, I
will never feel more ready than I do now. I’m just nervous.”

His eyes searched mine for a long moment before he allowed a grin to
resurface. “Of all the unnecessary emotions at a time like this....”

“Unnecessary!” I yelled at him while internally I thanked him for bringing
the levity back. I quickly scampered to the head of the bed and grabbed a
pillow. I dodged just in time as another pillow flew past me into Obi-Wan’s
waiting hands and the fight was on. I tried only to hold my own against his
Jedi skills, but I still think he was holding back. All I’m sure of is that
I was more surprised when he was whenever I landed a blow, and he didn’t hit
nearly as hard as some of my best friends did before I was elected.

It still did the job, since I was laughing and slightly winded by the time I
decided to concede and fall into his arms. “You’re lucky I don’t decide to
tickle you while your defenses are down,” he whispered in my ear.

“That wouldn’t be playing fair!” I said, pouting. I started to say something
else, but his lips captured mine in a mind-numbing kiss and I forgot what I
was going to say.

“It would be a terrible waste of time too,” he replied with a smile while
his hands began a leisurely exploration of my body. My skin felt like it was
on fire as I felt his fingertips trace my delicate skin. I suddenly realized
that being in such a position of power I was hardly ever touched—people were
in such awe of my office that they strained themselves not to even casually
brush against me. Tears stung my eyes as they formed from the loneliness I
hadn’t realized I had been suffering until now.

With patient understanding Obi-Wan brushed aside the tears and kissed me
softly until I stopped. One hand continued to caress me reassuringly while
his eyes trapped mine in his gaze. “No more tears, my love. Just for tonight
you aren’t a Queen and I’m not a Jedi. We are two people in love, and that’s
all that matters.”

“Yes, my love.” I reached up and caressed his cheek, reveling in the love I
found in his eyes. I chased away my sorrow and regrets of the past with
thoughts of the joys I would be feeling in his arms.

He smiled and brushed a stray hair from my face as he repositioned his body
over mine. With a caress of his lips against my cheek he moved down slowly
to taste my neck for a moment. I gasped at the sensation of his tongue and
open mouth against that sensitive spot of flesh. I moaned when he began to
move down to my breasts to the sensitive tips. He enclosed one of my nipples
in this mouth, gently nibbling and sucking while I writhed beneath him. My
insides fairly exploded with warmth from my middle and I could feel myself
getting wet.

He didn’t hesitate to slide a hand between my legs and spread them. His
fingers began a gentle exploration of my pussy, building the sensation
slowly. My eyes widened and then slowly slipped closed as he slipped a
finger inside of me and moved it in and out. After a few moments I could
feel him slide another finger in and then his thumb was moving against my
clit and sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. I began moaning
softly, totally absorbed in the sensations coursing through me.

He removed his hand and I whimpered for more. My eyes snapped open as I
tried to figure out what catastrophic event had just forced him to stop. He
just smiled and pulled my legs further apart and my knees up. He began
raining kisses from my chest, down my abdomen, to the mound of curls where
my legs met. He sucked gently on the sensitive flesh at the top of my
thighs, first one side and then the other, and I jumped when he nibbled
slightly, mixing a little pain with the pleasure. Finally his tongue found
my nether lips and he tasted me with such tenderness I wanted to scream.
Again I felt the sensations building within me as he continued his
ministrations on my secret flesh. His tongue darted in and out of me and I
squirmed beneath him on the verge of losing control. When he moved his
tongue to concentrate on my clit my back arched from the intense pleasure.
Then he slid his fingers back into me and I swear I exploded from the
overwhelming rapture and awe I felt from this new sensation....

~~~~~@~~~~~

My eyes were closed and I felt Obi-Wan shift over me, holding me close and
showering me with kisses. I reached around him, caressing his back, running
my fingers through hair that was a lot longer than it had been the day we
met. I opened my eyes finally and locked gazes with him, my lover, my love.

"I want you to stay relaxed, Ami. I don't want to hurt you." His eyes were
full of passion and concern. I loved him at that moment more than ever.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then nodded. He carefully began
sliding his penis within me, slowly and gently spreading me open to him. I
felt no pain, only the most exquisite pleasure of my life. I was complete,
made whole, we became attached in both body and soul. He was inside me all
the way and I was sure that if I had died at that moment it wouldn't matter
because anything would be a let down after this.

He began moving inside of me and I realized how wrong I had been. It was
like he was stoking a fire within me, and with each thrust the flames were
built higher and higher. I'm sure I moaned, maybe I screamed, but that was
only secondary to every other sensation building within me. I was both more
connected to my body and detached from it as I was rocked by orgasm after
orgasm. Every nerve ending was on fire, I could feel pleasure from every
inch of skin, and yet I was flying high above it all in a sort of sensory
overload.

I don't know who I gave thanks to, but those were the only words I could
form at all. My universe exploded and was reformed many times in Obi-Wan's
arms. Finally I could feel him reach the point of no return and we crushed
each other in that final orgasmic embrace. He cried out, every muscle taut,
and then collapsed, boneless, on top of me.

We didn't need any words in that afterglow. I was content, relaxed all over,
happy to be with him and holding him so close. I never wanted to let him go,
we were so right for each other. I smiled up at him and felt his heart
concur with mine. Everything was perfect.

____

Anakin Skywalker woke up gasping from the nightmare. Granted, it was an
erotic nightmare, and it had brought him close to the edge in his sleep. It
was still a nightmare. "She's mine!" His voice was gruff with sleep, but it
still sounded suspiciously like a sob to his young ears. "I don't care if
I'm only sixteen and she's twenty-one! She's mine!" His pillow took the
brunt of his insecurity, the only witness to tears and rage.

With deep breaths he fell back on his Jedi training, calming down slowly. It
was only a dream after all. His master would never betray him like that,
Obi-Wan knew what the queen meant to him. Amidala. Her deep brown eyes were
warm and kind. Her skin was flawless alabaster. Her smile was enough to
bring an entire planet to its knees in adoration. Anakin stood by his first
impression of her, believing in his heart that she was indeed an angel.

He felt assured again, remembering that after he had announced that she must
be an angel that the Force had whispered an important secret in his ear.
This was the girl he would marry some day. There was no doubt about it, that
was something that was meant to be. He also felt a stirring of the Force
again, that she would bear him children. The power of the dream lost its
hold on him and he curled up in bed.

Anakin glanced over at the other bed in the room, making sure that he hadn't
awoken his master. He hadn't heard any movement, even after shouting into
the pillow he had been gripping. In a moment he realized that it was because
the bed was empty. Worse than that, it hadn't been slept in at all.

It was a warm summer night as Anakin looked out at the streets of Theed from
the balcony. The stars were brilliant and cast an otherworldly glow on the
capitol of Naboo. Yet Anakin's soul was chill and dark.

Tammary

THE Mommy Vader
Proud parent of a future Sith Lord