The chapters 50 and 51 have a one month time jump, so there won't be any confusion if you don't read either them. This is just an added sweet moment ❤️ and if you want the timeline, this is about two weeks after the wedding.

Posted May 5th, 2022

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(Y/n)'s POV
"Wrench please," I held my hand out and turned to face my husband who was sitting on the floor of the hangar, playing with an odd cube that Piett gave him. The concept is to get all the sides to be the same color, and Anakin swore he could do it in five minutes after he watched Piett struggle — it has now been two days and he's still messing with it.

"Anything for you mi'lady," He said without looking at me, but the wrench floated from the tool box next to him and arrived onto my palm seconds later.

"Thank you," I turned around to get back to fixing a ship that was damaged during a battle with the rebels. Many ships and clones were lost and this was the only salvageable one that returned, and it was carrying my husband.

After I tightened a few bolts, I felt an arm sank around my waist and I was pulled into his chest as he softly kissed my neck that had beads of sweat. Which sounds gross, but it's not like he hasn't kissed my sweaty body before.

"Baby, you know I can fix this for you," He offered, hugging me tightly and I hugged him back by holding his arms that were around me, "Or I can throw the assignment on someone else so we can go to bed." He kissed my neck again, this time his lips lingered and he trailed up to my jawline by my ear — notifying me of his intentions.

I smiled and pulled out of his hold so I could face him. I then wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his hands on my waist, "Ani I feel like you forget that I chose this profession because I like it," I reminded him, "I enjoy fixing things."

His smile widened as he trailed his hands up my body, "That I get, can I at least help you then? To quicken the process." He added innocently.

But we both know he wants this to get done quicker so we can go back the room and have sex. As if we haven't already had sex today — twice, once in our morning when we woke up and again around lunch time in his office. Which is a lot already, but he's been extra affectionate lately. Not that I have any complaints though, I see no reason in denying my husband the glorious benefits of having a wife who loves him.

"I love you for offering," I got on my toes and kissed the top of his nose, "But no."

He looked stunned by my response, and downright offended, "What?" He uttered in disbelief.

"It's nothing personal baby," I moved out of his hold and took a step on my stool so I could get back to work, "This is my therapy time and I need it." Fixing things brings me such peace and with things that have happened recently, like getting kidnapped by a troll on my wedding night and losing a baby I already to love, I needed some peace. Which has been hard to get since he's avoided giving me assignments so he could have me to himself for his peace. So when Tarkin handed this to me, I jumped on it, "Why don't you go back and play with your little cube and I'll let you know when I'm done — crowbar."

A crowbar was placed in my hand almost instantly, "Don't say play, I'm not a child," I didn't have to look at him to know he was rolling his eyes at me, "And I can't play with the cube anyway, I kind of broke it."

After placing the crowbar into the ship to peel off a dented area, I turned to look behind him and saw the cube on the floor, or at least what was left it. It was shattered into multiple pieces; if I had to guess, he got irritated and threw a tantrum by stomping on it.

"Anakin," I looked at him, "That wasn't yours to break."

God, why do I feel like I'm talking to a child? Oh yeah, because my husband acts like one. It baffles me that there are people who deeply fear him.

He shrugged, "It's just Pietts, what is he gonna do, yell at me?" He laughed like that was the most absurd thing.

"No but I will," I retorted, "So get him a new one and apologize for breaking the original." I spun back around and pulled the crowbar down, lifting up a piece of the ship, "Or no sex."

"For how long?" He asked in a whine — once again, child.

"A week," I answered without look at him.

He let out what sounded like a mix between a scoff and a laugh, "Please, like you can even last that long without me."

Oh so he wants to test me? Good thing I have nothing but time today.

After pulling off the dented piece of the ship, I tossed it on the floor and hoped off of my stool. I walked towards my husband with a smirk, "All I need is this," I raised up my dominant hand and wiggled it's fingers, "I can handle taking care of myself baby. The question is, will you be able to handle it when I'm lying next to you in bed, loving myself as you helplessly watch."

My husband bit his bottom lip as his eyes seductively looked me over, "That actually sounds hot."

"But you wouldn't be allowed to touch me at all, you would just have to lay there and wish you could." I added with a growing smirk.

He removed his lip from in-between his teeth and sighed, "Fine I'll get the idiot another toy, but I also have a role-play request for tonight."

I laughed as I slowly shook my head, "Of course you do."

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Anakin's/Vader's POV
She never said I had to buy it.

And where even would I buy it? I have no idea where he got this it, I don't even know what it's called.

But anyways, I walked by a room filled with clones and they happened to be playing with a cube similar to the one I broke. The only difference were the color shades, other than that, it was the same thing.

So naturally I confiscated it.

Now I'm on my way to Pietts quarters to give it to him. I had no intentions of apologizing for breaking it though, I saw no reason to. Yeah I broke his puzzle, but I got him a new one less than an hour later — so we're good.

Without knocking, I waved my hand and his door slid open, "Hey so I-" I froze in surprise with wide eyes at the sight in-front of me.

Without going into too much detail about what I saw, I learned something new about my best friend — he has a hairy ass.

"Oh my god!" Ellie squealed when she noticed me, which freaked out Piett who then fell off of her and onto the floor. He tried taking the blanket with him, but if he did that then Ellie would have been exposed to me, so what she did was tightly hold on—probably thinking he'd let go and she would remain covered—but he didn't so she inevitably got pulled to the floor with him. And this whole domino effect ended with both of them grunting in pain when she landed on him.

I also laughed the entire time.

"Dude, you need to wax or something," I said as I tossed the cube onto the bed. I was shocked at first because I didn't expect it, but now that I've had a few seconds to compose myself, it could've been a lot worse. And he's walked in on (y/n) and I multiple times, so now we're just even — sort of. I'll probably have to walk in on them at least six more times to make it even.

He popped his head up from over the side of the bed, "Dude," He mocked me, "I know your the supreme leader and all. But knocking is a curtesy," He rolled his eyes. Ellie then peaked her head up to look at me but remained silent. I still don't understand why she still had a slight fear of me, she officiated my wedding and is the girlfriend of my best friend. She's, I guess you can say, untouchable.

"I can't be displaying favoritism Piett," I shrugged with my bullshit words. Everyone knows I have a favorite and everyone knows it's Piett, I've heard whispers of people calling him my lapdog too. Or at least I heard one person say it, and they are now floating in space somewhere, "I came by to bring you to that," I nudged my head towards the cube on the bed.

He grabbed it and spun it around, eyeing the colors, "You finally figured it out." He said with a smile as he looked at me, "Took you a lot longer than five minutes though so I am definitely owed a hundred credits."

I was speechless for a moment. He had no idea that this cube wasn't his...now I really don't have to apologize for anything.

"Yes I did," I smiled, I doubt this will ever get brought up to my wife so there's no way she'll rat me out on it, "But I'm not paying you shit, I let you live multiple times when I should have—" I made a throat spitting gesture, making Ellie's eyes widen, "So I'll take me not paying you as a curtesy fee for that."

His expression fell into annoyance, "You are so unfair."

I walked backwards to leave the room so they could get back to what they were doing, "I know I am."

"I hope your wife divorces you." He teased, after I spun around to walk out of the door.

"At least I have one." I retorted in a joking manner.

"Not for long when I tell her you're being an ass again!" He shouted over the door that had just closed behind me.

I chuckled as I walked away and headed towards my room, and I was almost there when I was stopped in the hallway by Tarkin himself, "What?" I snapped.

Nothing can kill the mood quite like his presence.

"Come with me Lord Vader, there is something we need to talk about," He walked past me and I sighed heavily as I turned around to walk behind him. All I want is a nap, is that really too much to ask for?

I followed him to one of the conference rooms and I waved open the door before he could press the button to open it. Once we stepped inside, the door behind me closed and Tarkin stopped in the middle of the conference room with his arms behind his back, his body facing me.

"It is no secret that the Emperor wishes to make clones obsolete, and replace them with trained soldiers." He brought his fist forward and tightened it with a shake as if he made a grand statement.

I narrowed my eyes, "The clones are trained soldiers. More trained and prepared for battle than any other soldier you bring in here." I hated the idea of replacing the clones for multiple reasons.

One being the undoubted loyalty, it is genetically impossible for them to disobey or betray the Empire. Any common soldier can flip a switch and fight for the opposing side. And I also like the clones, I trust them and they have proved themselves to be more reliable than any other soldier or Jedi I have ever fought beside — minus a certain one. So why would I try to fix what isn't broken?

He sighed, "Otto, come in please." He said and a second later a man walked in from one of the doors that led out into the hallway. It was a blonde man with a muscular build, and he held one of the newest weapon designs that I happened to make myself — which took me two years to perfect.

And seeing him hold it enraged me, I didn't make it for him, I made it to protect my clones. All those faces that remind me of one face, a friend who fell not long after the Empire had risen, Rex.

I raised my hand up and called the blue weapon from his grip and it flew right into mine, "This weapon is for the members of the imperial army only." I snapped, startling the man I wanted to choke.

Tarkin shook his head at me, "He is apart of the imperial army, we even put him to the test and he took out five clones on his own. These newly trained soldiers are going to be ten times better than the lab experiments."

This is the supreme leader? I'm not impressed.

I'm bigger than him.

I bet I can even take him.

"No." I said sternly, shooting daggers at the man for his loud thoughts, "I am not replacing my clones with an adequately trained trooper."

Otto took a stepped towards me and opened his mouth, "Sir-"

So I shut it.

With my hand raised and in his direction, he clutched his throat as he choked and gasped for life, "Who are you to speak to me?" I tilted my head, glaring menacingly at him, "I can crush your windpipe as easily as I can snap a twig in half." I'm sure his thoughts on me are about to change drastically, "It would be so satisfying too." I closed my fist a little more to tighten the force hold around him.

"Release him Lord Vader," Tarkin demanded but I didn't listen as the man's feet dangled in the air, his skin turning violet — I smiled watching him struggle, "Release him now." He demanded in a harsher tone and I rolled my eyes as I dropped the useless soldier to the floor.

"Im not impressed," I snapped and continued to stare down at him in disgust when I heard Tarkin speak again.

"Get up Otto," He demanded before he shifted his attention somewhere else, "Come in Ms.(y/l/n)."

I instantly snapped my head up to see my wife entering the room. Her eyes on the man on the floor before they drifted up to mine.

Can't go a day without causing trouble? She teased before turning her attention to Tarkin, "You called me sir?" She spoke politely.

I held in a smile at her thoughts, only she can make me want to smile in a moment where smiling seems impossible. Her presence has always reminded me of the Tatooine sunset, beautiful, warm, and rare — those sunsets were the only good things about that place.

Tarkin nodded, "Yes and thank you for coming efficiently," Otto stood up from the floor and moved so there was more distance between him and I, and I could now feel his fear — not so confident now are we? "And I apologize for the mess you walked into, but I just wanted to give you these." He walked towards the conference room table and shifted through a few papers.

I subtly stole a glance at my wife without trying to be obvious, and her eyes weren't on me like I had hoped, but on Otto.

And it wasn't until I looked at him that I knew why. It's because he was staring right at her and just as I caught him, he shot her a wink. She raised her brows in response and side-eyed me to see if I was noticing. I'm sure my balled up fists were the ones to give me away too, I was a very jealous man when it came to her. And it's not that I don't trust her either, I know she would never be unfaithful to me, it's other men I have a problem with.

Finally there's actually someone attractive in this damn place.

"Here you are," Tarkin handed (y/n) a stack of papers and she glanced down at them with knitted brows. He went on to explain what they were for, but I didn't bother to listen, my attention was on our new guest and his thoughts.

His last thought seemed innocent enough, all he did was call her attractive which is definitely an understatement. But I was waiting for the one. The one thought that would justify snapping his neck.

I wonder if she's single.

She has a ring, idiot. And Tarkin wants me to believe that these soldiers are meant to be smart.

"I'll get right on it sir," She accepted whatever he gave her and spun to leave the room, but not without giving me one last subtle glance.

I love you.

I breathed out a small exhale to relieve the tension in my chest that came with her words. I'm so in love with this woman it's not even funny, I would burn a million worlds for her.

I wished I could say it back, but I only hoped my eyes said it all before she finally disappeared from my view.

(TW: Crude remark)
She has an ass that would look amazing bent-

Otto's dead body fell to the floor and Tarkin's expression fell into an angry disbelief, and for a moment he looked confused. He didn't see me kill him, how could he? I didn't lift a finger. He just knows I did it, "Lord Vader, the Emperor..."

I blocked off his words and glanced down at the body on the floor with a smirk. I was able to snap this mans neck with a blink — I just keep getting better and better.

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(Y/n)'s POV
With a sigh of exhaustion I entered Anakin's chambers, or I guess our chambers. I'm never in my actual room and we're married now, so what's his is mine.

The second I stepped inside I was greeted by the sound of a light snoring and I saw my husband sleeping in the bed in his favorite sweatpants. He looked peaceful, it's not often I saw him like this. He's usually awake when I go to sleep and awake when I wake up — I started to wonder wether he sleeps at all.

Quietly I got naked before tossing on one of his large shirts that fit like a dress. Then I got onto the bed next to him—on top of the comforter since I couldn't get under it with his heavy weight stopping me—and lifted his arm to scoot myself into his hold.

He tightened his hold on me and I knew he was now awake, "I missed you." He mumbled in a tired tone.

"I missed you too." I laid my head against his chest and inhaled his sweet scent, "And I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to wake you."

He gently began to rub his fingers up and down my back, "I wasn't fully asleep," He admitted and I felt him give me a gentle peck on the top of my head, "I can never sleep if you're not in the bed with me. I'm always laying here and listening for you instead, waiting until I can hear that you're coming."

He's too sweet for words, "So does that mean you're constantly listening to me sing the same five songs in my head on repeat?" I smiled with the hops of getting a laugh from him.

To my delight he did laugh, and his chest rumbled against my cheek, "Unfortunately yes," He went along with my joke, "But now that you are here though," He backed away and looked down at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Want to have sex? I gave Piett a new puzzle like you asked me to."

I raised a brow, "Aren't you ever too tired to?"

He shook his head, "Too tired for you? Never." He was about to kiss me to get things going and I was going to let him, but he stopped and his eyes went wide as he smiled big, "Wait, I didn't tell you. I walked in on Piett and Ellie having sex today when I took him the cube, and I blame you for me now knowing that he has a hairy ass."

Instantly, I burst into a roar of laughter, which he inevitably joined me in as we gazed into each other's eyes with nothing but unconditional love.

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Hope you liked this little bonus chapter ❤️
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