The Wedding Night
by: N.V.
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the characters from Star Wars or any related propaganda and
I am not seeking any
money in this fan fiction.
Authors Note:
I am a young women who has enjoyed the Star Wars saga for many years. My
generation has grown up on Star Wars, and to date Attack of the Clones is my
favorite episode. I truly enjoy the characters (and the actors) of Anakin
and Padmé. I have never written anything like this before in my life, I
would like to remain anonymous, however if you have comments about my story
please let me know. I am not sure if I will write again. (Please do not
use this story or part of and claim it as your own, thank-you)
(For the purpose of
this story, Anakin has a new prosthetic arm and hand that looks and feels very
natural.)
As Anakin and Padmé recite their vows to each other, the sun slowly sets over the rolling green hills of Naboo and the glitter of distant stars begins to fill the sky. A soft warm breeze carries the scent of perfumed flowers; white, yellow and pink flower pedals fall slowly from the trees that serve as their archway and adorn the ground around them.
Anakin stares into Padmé's
eyes as his heart fills with overwhelming emotions that are both exciting and
frightening at the same time. “Truly
to love one so deeply can not be possible.” filled his thoughts as the priest
blessed their union. Padmé
in return is completely consumed by his stare (the stare that used to make her
feel so uncomfortable). Her
thoughts are filled with emotions and a love for Anakin that almost frightens
her. As the priest finishes his
blessings, the two move slowly closer never leaving each others gaze.
Anakin slightly bends over as Padmé reaches
towards his lips and falls into his tender warm embrace.
It is done, their forbidden love was now binding and real however would not last forever as they knew it to be.
Anakin reaches for
his lady’s hand as they both look out towards the setting sun where shades of
orange and purple dance across the calm water of the lakeside retreat.
They stood this way on the marble veranda that was filled with potted
flower plants overlooking the lake at Padmé's
estate, until the warmth of the sun left their faces and the night sky glittered
with stars from galaxies far, far away.
This will truly be their one night of peace, their one chance to truly love each other before their world is filled with shadows of darkness, loss and sorrow.
As night falls,
Anakin leads his bride into the grandest bed room of the summer time retreat.
The soft flickering light of many candles dances across the darkness of
the room. The dim light enhances
the Jedi’s bronzed skin and the porcelain like skin of Padmé.
Padmé
stood slightly trembling as Anakin
stood behind her carefully removing her vail from
her head as he lay it gently across a near by chair.
He removed her hair clip to let her long soft brown curls fall gently
around her shoulders and closed his eyes leaning into her to smell her perfumed
filled hair. Padmé
turned toward Anakin, her dark brown eyes stared at him while he was consuming
her with his hands. Anakin met her
stares with the pools of his deep blue eyes.
“I love you m’lady.” were the only
words he spoke to her that evening. She
softly smiled and whispered “I truly love you Anakin, my Jedi knight.” and
they embraced once again. Slowly
their lips touched as they tasted each other.
Through the windows
the soft breeze of the warm night made the lacy curtains move and flutter about
the room, all the while making Padmé's soft curls
of hair dance across her neck and shoulders.
Anakin pulled away
from their deep passionate kiss to look at her while he removed her wedding
dress. Anakin’s strong hands
slowly removed the delicate fabric from Padmé's
soft shoulders and as he removed her dress he ran his finger tips along her skin
as her dress slowly fell around her feet. Padmé
shivered as Anakin’s fingertips caressed her soft skin, and she shyly looked
away from him. Anakin knelt on one
knee and removed the dress from around her feet.
As he stood up, he caressed her trembling body with his lips and powerful
hands, the hands that one day would betray his master Obi-Wan Kenobi
and the Force.
As he stood once
again, he gently removed her lacy undergarments, taking the time to look and
feel her. Padmé's
heart raced as this was the first time that any man had loved her.
Padmé stood in front of Anakin as he
absorbed the sight, smell and wonder of his only true love.
Anakin looked at her in his special way, almost innocent however with
much passion. She looked into his eyes and slowly began to unbutton his tunic.
Anakin had worn his Jedi uniform for their wedding.
Padmé first removed his long dark flowing
cape, and laid it beside her wedding dress across the chair.
Her soft delicate hands finished unbuttoning his almost see through
shirt. She delicately ran her hands
from his rippled stomach and up to his firm chest.
She slid her hands underneath the fabric and over his manly shoulders and
undressed him as she kissed him once again.
She let Anakin’s shirt fall to the floor, however did not remove
herself from his lips to pick it up.
Padmé
slowly pulled her lips from that of Anakin’s, and looked deep into his eyes.
She reached for his belt that holstered his lightsaber
and removed it from his hips, gently laying it on a nearby night table.
She carefully removed his pants and undergarment from his legs and as she
pulled them down, she too knelt to one knee to remove them from around
Anakin’s feet. As she made her
way back up, she ran her hands up his body, caressing his chest as she lay
her head there to hear the betting of his heart.
Anakin slowly put his arms around her naked body burying his face in her
luscious hair. They stood for just
a moment but long enough to feel each others warmth and hear each others hearts
beating.
Anakin pulled his
face away from Padmé's hair and lifted her up into
his muscular arms. He brought her
over to the bed that was adorned with lush pillows and luxurious fabrics.
With one hand he pulled the covers slightly and lay
his wife gently onto the bed. Padmé
rested her head on the pillows as her hair slightly covered her breasts.
Anakin lay beside Padmé pulling up the
covers slightly over her legs and hips so she would not get cold from the night
breeze.
Anakin lay beside her
on his side with one hand underneath his head slightly elevating it
so that he could continue
looking at her. Padmé
lay on her back, however at a slight angle so that her hips were facing Anakin.
He reached over to her with his hand and removed her hair from her
breasts, exposing them for his deep caresses.
Padmé
tingled all over and goose bumps covered her body as she slowly gave in to her
feelings of passion. Anakin
caressed her breasts, shoulders, neck and put his
lips onto hers for a deep passionate and long kiss. As
both were intertwined Anakin reached his hand around Padmé
pulling her closer to him. As he
ran his hand down her back, he could feel the scares that she received from the
vicious monster that attacked her in Count Dooku’s
court. He would never forgive him
for that and for a moment thought of revenge on Dooku
and Nute Gunray.
Thoughts of revenge
and hatred quickly filled Anakin’s head. The Jedi opened his eyes and looked
upon his wife so that those thoughts would fade away.
Tonight would be a night of peace, love and happiness for the two lovers.
Tonight they would not know of the fate that awaited them and of the
destiny that they would conceive. The
dark side was forever trying to consume Anakin, however not tonight, not
tonight.
Padmé
received Anakin with open arms, feeling him as he moved on top of her, as he was
being careful not to put his full wait on her.
They moved like two flickering flames in the night intertwined in each
others love. Anakin held Padmé's
soft face in one hand and gently ran the other down her narrow waist and rested
it on her hip. Gently he pulled her
closer to him and entered her as she gasped and pushed her head back into the
pillow exposing her long neck for Anakin to kiss.
Her emotions ran away from her. She fell into him, and she knew there was nothing and no one else she would ever want. She felt her breath leave her and began to weep. Soft tears rolled down her face. Anakin looked at her with concern and she pulled him close to her so that she could caress him. Anakin tasted the tears that had rolled onto her soft luscious lips. She was no longer scared of him, she knew him, she knew the greatness of his sole which made her weep, and with his gentle touch he made her fly.
All Anakin could think of was spending his lifetime loving his sweet angel, and that is all in life he would ever want to do. All this time, they never spoke, they could hear each others thoughts and feel each others emotions. As they made love for the first time as husband and wife they became one, and although they did not know it at the time, they secured the fate of the Force and that of the entire galaxy.
“Although they
could not hold the hands of time, their love lasted long through the night.
Heroes rise, heroes
fall, rise again trough it all. When there is love,
life begins, over and over again. Love is worth everything we pay.” (Song from
Marc Anthony)
Late in the night,
Anakin awoke and slowly slipped out of bed as not to awake Padmé.
He put on his pants and took his lightsaber
from the night table. As he held it
in his hands, he walked through the doorway that led out onto the balcony.
He stood there for a moment, and slowly looked up at the moon and the
evening stars.
The moon and stars
were shining brightly and the night sky glowed in a wondrous hue.
A small tear ran down his face, as he knew that the dark side was coming
for him. Anakin was battling
between his love for Padmé and the overwhelming
feelings of hatred that was growing inside of him.
His hatred for the loss of his mother, for those who hurt and took away
the ones he loved was growing stronger. He
resented Obi-Wan for not letting him take the trials and develop his skills to
become the most powerful Jedi ever known.
He knew that he would
have to leave Padmé behind and return to the Jedi
council. Anakin took his gaze away from the night sky and looked down at his
Jedi weapon that was cradled in his hands.
He clenched it as hard as he could as overwhelming feelings of sorrow
filled his heart. He tried to
convince himself to be strong, that his love for Padmé
would help him overcome his fears and hatred and that their love would prevail
over all evil.
Anakin was young,
however he lived more than most people did in their lifetime.
He was the chosen one, he was the boy who grew up to become a man, who
became a Jedi, who found love, and who would lose everything to the dark side.
Anakin was to bring balance to the Force,
however no one realized that it would be his children that would fulfill that
destiny.
Anakin let go of the
tight grasp around his lightsaber, and walked back
into the bedroom with his head down. He
walked up to the night table and gently put down his lightsaber
upon it, slowly removing his hand as he walked away from it. He slipped back
into bed beside Padmé.
He gazed upon his wife’s sweet face, as she slept and with a deep
breath he reluctantly closed his eyes whishing that morning would never come,
and fell asleep.
Although the saga
continues, this story has come to an end.
N.V.