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.