Tw: Sexual content(not smut, but there is talk about sex and a few spicy moments)

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Sorry it's shorter than usual, where I ended it just felt right to me.

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(Y/n)'s POV
Hearts pounding.

Skin sweating.

Lungs burning.

As Anakin had me pressed up against the mirror—our lips locked in a deep kiss that both of us refused to break—he gripped my bare thigh and lifted my leg while pushing his body against mine.

I know I should end this, I know this is against law, but it felt too good to stop. All of the anger and hate I have ever felt for him was being put into this embrace and it was the most soul igniting experience of my life. I always knew kisses could feel fulfilling, my mother had stated so, but I had no idea it was possible for a kiss to consume my entire body. It took over me and my mind as if he and this moment were the only things that mattered.

His hand on my thigh squeezed tight and the pain was not painful, it was oddly sensational, "We must stop," He whispered as our lips parted, but only for a brief moment until he pressed his to mine again and rubbed our bodies together, causing me to breathe out a noise I had never made before. He immediately stopped our kiss and placed his hand over my mouth, his eyes burning into mine.

Just then, I heard footsteps passing by my bedroom door, followed by the jingling of keys. The sound lasted for nearly thirty-seconds before it became distant, indicating whoever was walking by had created distance between themselves and the door.

He slowly removed his hand from my mouth, his gaze dropping to my lips again before he fluttered his lashes upward, "Princess, this can not happen again," He whispered, trailing my lips gently with his fingertips, his one hand still holding my leg.

"No, it should not happen again," I corrected him, "But it can."

He breathed a sigh as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead to mine, "You are making this much more difficult than it needs to be." He continued to whisper, his lips inching close to mine. My heart pounded into my chest as I swallowed nervously, wondering how I got to this point after starting my day hating him, "I will leave, and tomorrow when we wake, we will continue our days as if none of this ever happened."

"But—"

He pressed his finger to my lips, "You will be yourself, we will annoy each other and argue as we normally do. You will go on your dates and choose a Royal man that will make you happy. And I will sit back and watch you live the life that you, a Princess, are meant to. Understood?"

Reluctantly, I nodded. I knew there was no other option, and it is best to stop this now before it goes too far and we do things that can not be undone, "I have one condition."

He tilted his head as he dropped my thigh down, "Which is?"

"Stay," I said, "Just for tonight, please stay."

His lips twitched like he was holding back a smile, "Princess, I know you may think you have an infatuation for me as well. But it is the taste of rebelling that is something you have always chased, you do not really want me."

"You do not know that," I whispered back as I switched my gaze between both of his crystal blue eyes, "There is something here that I feel with you," I grabbed his hand and placed it on my chest, "So please stay."

He breathed a sigh as he slid that very hand up and held me by the back of the neck, "Just tonight, then tomorrow we act as if this never happened, and never speak of it again — do you agree?"

I nodded slowly, mesmerized by his actions and his beauty that I always knew he held, "I agree."

He slowly lowered his face near mine, while also pulling me closer by my neck, "You are going to be the death of me." He closed the distance between our lips again with a gentle kiss.

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"Can I ask you something?" I spoke quietly as I turned my body in the bed to face him. He was already on his side, facing me, and we locked our gazes as he placed his hand on mine.

He nodded, "Of course you can."

I swallowed nervously, "Have you ever..." My words drifted off, suddenly becoming too shy to ask, but it seems he already knew what I was asking since he gave me an answer.

"Yes," He mumbled as if he was ashamed of his response. I felt a jealous tug in my chest, but it was not heart breaking, I already had a gut feeling that is what the answer would be, "I would ask you, but I already know you have not."

"And how would you know that?" I asked with knitted brows, quickly realizing how stupid I sounded. Of course he would know, he has been with me nearly everyday for years and I am hardly ever around any men, not to mention it is a part of the law that I am to remain virtuous until I am married off.

He chuckled, "Do you really need to ask?"

I rolled my eyes and adjusted my head on the pillow to get more comfortable before continuing my mini interrogation, "Have there been many?" I cleared my throat awkwardly before looking down out of embarrassment, the topic of sex is not one I have had often, so it feels a bit odd to me to talk about it, "You know, women."

I felt him gently grab my chin before he raised my head up so our eyes could meet, "Princess, why are you asking me this?"

"Curiosity," I shrugged.

He let go of my chin and placed his hand under his head, "No, I would not say many, but a few yes."

"Oh," I played with the lace at the end of my comforter, "Anyone I know?"

He instantly shook his head, "No, I am not stupid enough to sleep with anyone in the palace Princess. Especially since a relationship with them was never on the table, so it is easier to be with someone I know I will not see again." He reached forward and laid his hand on my cheek, "Now enough questions about this, you need sleep."

I nodded in agreement, "Okay, but... one more thing," I added and she gestured for me to continue with a soft nod and curious eyes, "Have you ever thought about it with me?" I glided my hand up his bare torso, not in a way to be sexual, but in a way of admiration.

He breathed in a sharp inhale as the thumb he was using to caress my cheek slowed in motion. Without giving me a response he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. At first it was soft and tender, until it grew into a heavy session that resulted in me on top of him after he grabbed me by the hips and placed me there.

He became entangled in my hair as his right squeezed my hips, and then, his hips lifted up and he pushed himself against me. I felt something hard and the sensation it gave me caused me to gasp.

"Does that answer your question?" He asked out of breath before trailing his lips to my neck.

"Yes," I breathed, gripping the sheets next to him.

He did it again, and quickly occupied my mouth with a kiss to keep me quiet, "Shh," He said between kisses, "Unless you wish to be caught."

"I thought you did not want us to do this again?" I questioned with my eyes closed as I relished in his lips that went back to my neck.

He shifted our position, putting me below him as he hovered on top, "It is not the morning yet my Princess," He cupped my cheek and my heart skipped a beat when he called me his Princess.

I parted my lips to say something, but no words came out. Instead, I watched as he lowered his body and pressed his lips to mine in another passionate kiss.

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