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.
