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It's May the 4th be with you!
May. 4th, 2009 11:39 amHow did this become some sort of quasi-official SW holiday again ;)?
May. 4th, 2009
New drabbles!
May. 4th, 2009 07:58 pmFinally I manage to crank out some new drabbles...
Desire I & II
By: lazypadawan
Starring: Anakin/Padmé
Rated: PG-13
Desire I
Anakin lay on his side, quietly admiring the graceful curve of Padmé's back. She was still asleep, her long dark curls splayed over the pillow so that he could see the expanse of flesh unobstructed.
Strange that this was the first thing about her that drove him to lust. When they'd briefly visited her family back in Theed, he'd of course admired what her revealing outfit exposed, but her nearly-naked back made him long to touch her. The dress she wore on the journey to the Lake Country? She may as well have worn nary a stitch.
Reaching out with his natural hand, he brushed his fingers on her shoulder blade just as he did on that day. With all of his scars, her skin remained as soft and smooth as ever. Perfect.
She didn't flinch or angrily push him away when he'd touched her that first time. Anakin grinned at the memory of her trembling at his touch, then the warmth of her kiss. He may not have been well-practiced at the art of courtship, but he won her heart, didn't he? He placed his lips on her spine.
Padmé stirred slightly, but did not awaken.
Desire II
For years, Padmé Amidala's only secret desire was for a good, kindhearted man to love for the rest of her days and a family of her own.
She did find a good, kindhearted man in Anakin. She saw that much in him when he was a young boy. But he was more than that. He was a deeply devoted husband and committed to doing what was right. He was noble. He was idealistic.
Yes, he was vulnerable too.
But dear goddess, he was exciting. Breathtaking. He freed her spirit in a way no one else ever had. Alone with him, she was fully herself and not a public servant or a symbol. She valued what she was able to do for her people and she knew her role was an important one. But she beneath all of her mantles, she was still a woman. And Anakin let her enjoy being one. When she daydreamed about marriage, she never imagined the kind of passion she and Anakin shared, even if it was punctuated with separation.
She loved him so much it truly did hurt sometimes. The fire he stirred in her felt like it could completely consume her from the inside out. It frightened her a little but it thrilled her too.
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Desire I & II
By: lazypadawan
Starring: Anakin/Padmé
Rated: PG-13
Desire I
Anakin lay on his side, quietly admiring the graceful curve of Padmé's back. She was still asleep, her long dark curls splayed over the pillow so that he could see the expanse of flesh unobstructed.
Strange that this was the first thing about her that drove him to lust. When they'd briefly visited her family back in Theed, he'd of course admired what her revealing outfit exposed, but her nearly-naked back made him long to touch her. The dress she wore on the journey to the Lake Country? She may as well have worn nary a stitch.
Reaching out with his natural hand, he brushed his fingers on her shoulder blade just as he did on that day. With all of his scars, her skin remained as soft and smooth as ever. Perfect.
She didn't flinch or angrily push him away when he'd touched her that first time. Anakin grinned at the memory of her trembling at his touch, then the warmth of her kiss. He may not have been well-practiced at the art of courtship, but he won her heart, didn't he? He placed his lips on her spine.
Padmé stirred slightly, but did not awaken.
Desire II
For years, Padmé Amidala's only secret desire was for a good, kindhearted man to love for the rest of her days and a family of her own.
She did find a good, kindhearted man in Anakin. She saw that much in him when he was a young boy. But he was more than that. He was a deeply devoted husband and committed to doing what was right. He was noble. He was idealistic.
Yes, he was vulnerable too.
But dear goddess, he was exciting. Breathtaking. He freed her spirit in a way no one else ever had. Alone with him, she was fully herself and not a public servant or a symbol. She valued what she was able to do for her people and she knew her role was an important one. But she beneath all of her mantles, she was still a woman. And Anakin let her enjoy being one. When she daydreamed about marriage, she never imagined the kind of passion she and Anakin shared, even if it was punctuated with separation.
She loved him so much it truly did hurt sometimes. The fire he stirred in her felt like it could completely consume her from the inside out. It frightened her a little but it thrilled her too.
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