TW:
heavier BDSM in this chapter, primal play, growling, a small predatory/prey chase scene, enter player three, consensual threesome, oral, fingering, voyeurism, masturbation, honorifics, display of power exchange, edging.
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Splash
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Anakin giggled when she saw Padmé's face emerging from the water.
"Are you sure this is the game you want to play, Ani?" Padmé smirked as he began moving closer to her in the water.
"Come and get me!" She exclaimed as she dove into the deep water, leaving Padmé dripping once again.
On their way to the lake house she heard all of the stories about Padmé's adventures at the lake. His family practically owned this secluded area of Varykino, so she knew he was an excellent swimmer too. Growing up on Tatooine, she didn't know much about swimming until she arrived at the Jedi Temple. Swimming exercises helped the padawans' with their meditation and defensive techniques. That was all she could hope would help her right now.
Swiftly, Padmé arrived at the rock Ani had climbed on to catch her breath.
"I found you, little one! There is nowhere you can run now," he growled.
She walked back as Padmé began to climb. With her back against the rock there was no place for her to go.
Padmé's eyes were hungry as he took in her dripping body. Her black swimsuit was modest, but it did not stifle his need.
"Padmé!"
"Our fun is over now," Padmé growled glaring in the general direction the shout had come from.
"Who is that?" Ani questioned as she began to ascend the rock with Padmé.
"I'll introduce you to everyone when we get back to the lake house."
Anakin wrapped herself in a vivid sarong and carried her sandals in one hand as Padmé held the other as they ascended the wide stone stairs to the lake house. The lake spread across for miles as they climbed. The day was so clear that it was difficult to tell where the water stopped and the sky started. The house itself was yellow rock with a red roof and copper-green domes. Little gardens wove through the corridors between each area of the house.
Padmé opened the door for Anakin to enter. She heard distant laughter as she quickly and carefully made her way to her room. She quickly dried her brown hair that was beginning to lighten from the sun. Anakin wove her small padawan braid in with the larger braid that was descended down her back. She chose a simple outfit of tunic and leggings with soft shoes to wear around the house. As she was applying a touch of makeup on, she heard a knock at the door. She did not need to ask who it was as the Force alerted her of his presence.
"Come in." She announced as she swiped peach blush across her now freckled cheeks.
Padmé leaned against the threshold and crossed his arms. He was effortlessly stunning in linen pants and cotton shirt and showed a little more skin than his usual attire. His curly dark brown hair was slightly damp and tousled.
"Dinner is almost done. Will you be ready soon?" He ran his hand through his hair impatiently.
At the same time, Anakin put the compact down on the vanity and turned to him. As Padmé brought his arm back down, an unseen force swiftly pinned them against his side. She walked over, got on her tippy toes and stole a kiss from the senator.
"Now I'm ready," she said as she gave him a wink and walked by.
They entered the dining room hand in hand as someone was setting the table. The guest who was sitting smirked when Anakin made a tiny gasp.
"Ani, this is Sabé." He gestured to the man setting the table.
"And this is Rabé. They are my-"
Padmé was cut off when he was hit by a dinner roll that was thrown by Rabé.
"We are his
handmaidens.
" Rabé jeered and he ripped a piece of dinner roll.
"Handmaidens?" Ani questioned.
"Come sit down." He said as he pulled out the chair for her while glaring at Rabé.
"I'll get the bottle of Kattadan rosé, maybe two." Sabé rolled his eyes as he turned back to the kitchen.
As they sat down to eat dinner, Padmé introduced Anakin to his attendants Sabé and Rabé. Rabe complained that he felt like a handmaiden with all of the extra tasks Padme had them doing like tailoring his wardrobe and scouting meeting places. Rabe much preferred the action and the deception of the position. As dinner came to a close, Sabe cleared the table as Padme, Anakin, and Sabe moved to the sitting room. After Padme lit the fire in the fireplace, he opened another bottle of wine and poured everyone another glass. As he sat down beside his guardian he began to tell stories from the Battle of Naboo.
Anakin felt the world spin as she watched her beloved excuse himself from the sitting room. She took a deep breath to calm herself and decided it was time for her to get some rest. She attempted to call on the Force to guide her to her room, but in her intoxicated state there was no use. She almost stumbled through the doorway of her room when some caught her.
"Thank you, my sun and stars!" Anakin proclaimed.
Before Sabe could identify himself to her, he felt her lips crushing on to his. Shocked by her stamina, Anakin pushed Sabe against the wall, kissing him passionately. Sabe looked up still entwined with Anakin to see Padme staring at them. His eyes were not filled with anger or jealousy but with pleasure. He gave Sabe a slight nod, a silent permission. With that, Sabe picked Anakin up and took her to her room.
Her room was dark, but the moon filtered in like a night light. She became aware that she was sitting on her bed next to someone who smelled of musky citrus and wine. Instantly she knew he was not her beloved but he looked just like him. She turned slightly to look through the doorway to see Padme drenched in the light of the moon. Her mouth opened to question and protest.
"Shhh, my love." Padme walked over to kneel in front of her taking her hands in his.
"With your permission, Sabe can give you things I cannot. Just like this lake house, I want to give you tranquility. You are my all, my everything." He brought her hands up to his lips and kissed them.
"I have noticed you battling something inside you and I want to bring you peace," he said as he brushed a thumb over her cheek.
He was right, she thought.
She had been through a lot these past few weeks. The shadows still remained in her dreams which were more like nightmares. Peace, even if only temporary, did sound nice.
Anakin came back to reality when Padme began talking about how he would be there with her. He reminded her that she could use the safeword "Naboo" at any time and everything would stop.
"You can tell Sabe what to do like you try to do with me," Padme chuckled.
She could see love in her beloved's eyes as he smiled at her. She trusted him and he trusted her with his life. In her heart she knew the answer.
"I want you to bring me peace," Anakin agreed.
Padme kissed her hands one more time, and stood to light candles around the room. Swiftly, Sabe took Padme's place kneeling at her feet. She gasped slightly as she looked down at Sabe who looked so much like the senator especially in her compromised state of mind.
"May I touch you?" Sabe inquired. His voice was one step lower than Padme's and it only made sense how he was the perfect decoy when Padme was king. Anakin looked up from Sabe to find her beloved sitting in the chair in the corner of the room. He nodded slightly which reassured her of the choice she made.
She took a deep breath and confidently said, "Yes."
Sabe gently tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear and brushed his thumb against her cheek. He shifted his hand to cup her chin and left a trail of kisses on her cheek where his thumb had been. He slowly made his way to nibble on her ear. His hands began to move up the side of her body and made their way to unfasten the tie that bound her hair. Out of habit, she quickly unraveled the rest of her hair letting it softly fall to her shoulders. Her cheeks began to flush with embarrassment as she tried to cover her face with her hands.
"No, my dear do not hide yourself from me," Sabe tenderly took her hands in his and kissed each knuckle. Very aware of her surroundings, she glanced over her shoulder to try and peek at Padme. Before she could see Padmé's reaction, Sabe lightly grasped her chin leading her back to him.
"Don't look at him, look at me." Sabe directed her. "I am here to please you. To make all of your fantasies come true. Please let me."
In her clarity, Anakin took a deep breath to call out the Force. Her skin began to prickle with warmth as she directed her attention towards the senator. She sensed his thoughts were dripping in lust and passion. He was relishing in the scene before him. She was quickly brought back to reality when Sabe's lips crashed into hers. His warm lips were intoxicating and instinctually her lips parted slightly. Suddenly his tongue slipped inside as he ran his hand through her hair. Without warning a soft moan escaped from her mouth. Swiftly, Sabe scooped her up and gently laid her on the bed.
"May I remove your tunic?" Sabe asked. Keeping her eyes on him she nodded a yes.
In one smooth motion, Sabe had removed her tunic and her undergarments. Gooseflesh pricked her skin and she instantly wrapped her arms around her body for warmth. Without warning he grabbed both of her wrists with his.
