Part 3/3 of Ventrobi on Alderaan.
Part one Warmth , Part two Hands
He breathes in her scent as he holds her close wanting nothing more than for time to stop. “Are we going to stand her all day Darling” caressing his face “Or are we going to enjoy this day like we planned.”
“I’m already thoroughly enjoying this day my sweet.” as he pressed a gentle kiss into the crook of her neck. Don’t stop Kenobi.
“Meet you in the main court yard, in say an hour?”
“Oohh does this mean its my turn to help you get dressed?” as she turns in his arms to face him and drape her arms over his shoulders.
“That’s hardly fair Kenobi, you got to put your hands all over me it’s only right that I get to do the same.”
“As right as you are darling we would never leave this room if we had it your way.” He can’t help back stare into her eyes, those beautiful luminous orbs of platinum and silver.
She sighs in discontent and agreement, she turns to leave in the window she came in the night before as he follows to usher her a safe trip back to her room. “One last thing darling, you don’t plan on making my job harder tonight do you?”
Both I’m going to need a cold shower.
Padme and Anakin are enjoying a lovely private breakfast on the balcony of their room overlooking the main courtyard. Padme is going on about how important this charity Ball is and Anakin is just fully absorbed in her passion. He isn’t so much paying attention to what his wife is saying only how passionate she is when she speaks.
Obi-Wan arrives first walking about with purpose yet aimlessly. Padme notices him first “ Oh look its Obi-Wan we should invite him to join us.” As much as Anakin loves his old master he just wants alone time with his wife that he so rarely gets. He’s about to make an objection when they see him stop dead in his tacks.
He watches her swagger towards him arms cross under her chest, she’s wearing an elegant black strapless mermaid dress with a gold trimmed black lace bolero jacket with a black wig braided so it hangs over her left shoulder, shes covered up her facial tattoos, and powdered her skin tone from its usual grey hue to an almost pure white. They way she moves paralysis, electrifies, and set his skin on fire, he’s helpless to do anything about it. She knows how beautiful she looks and her smug smirk tells him that this is exactly how she expected him to react.
She stops a meter from him “Is something the matter, you seem to staring at me ….” in her most innocent playful seductive voice.
It takes him a few moments to catch on that they aren’t supposed to know each other “O-Obi-Wan Kenobi Jedi Master…” He says barely able to remember his own name.
“Ooo-bi-Wan Ken-ooo-bi” sounding out his name like its the first time shes heard it rolling it around her mouth as if it were some kind of new food she’s tasting for the first time.
“Y-yes” they why shes says his name almost brings him to his knees, it’s sensual and seductive and he wants her to say it again and again.
“Oh I’ve always wanted to meet one of your kind, I hear so many stories of the heroic Jedi coming and saving the day from the horrors of the galaxy.”
“A pleasure to meet you, what brings you all this way into the core worlds.”
“Allow me to escort you for the day, I too am here for the site seeing.” he offers with a courtly bow and an extended arm palm down. She lays her hand atop his as they casually walked out of sight of the husband and wife sitting at the balcony watching everything that’s been happening.
“Who was that?!” Anakin asked with curiosity and concern, who ever this woman Obi-Wan met with looked dangerous to his health.
“I think Breha mentioned her, she’s some kind of nobility from Rattatak.”
“I think he’s in danger…” Anakin is about to rush off to find the two but Padme gives him a stern look of disapproval. “I think he’s going on a date, so leave him alone.” He’s paralysed with indecision he wants to help his old master but also wants to spend time with his wife. “S-I-T.” she says and he obeys.
Now that they were out of site from prying eyes, “I’ve asked the chefs to much a wonderful picnic for us.”
“Oh a picnic, Kenobi you spoil me.”
“There’s also a garden and it’s secluded.”
“Now you have my attention.”
They make their way to the dinning hall picked up their picnic supplies and made the long walk to the back of the palace where the garden was located.
It is a small garden with a privacy hedge adorned with blooming white roses in front of the stairs leading to it, a small quarter circle bench looks out onto the Alderaan landscape with pristine snow capped mountains as the rails are rimmed with small white in pink flowers.
They take a seat on the bench as Obi-Wan starts to unpack their picnic basket. It’s an awkward silence at first. “You know, this is the longest we’ve been near each other that wasn’t us trying to kill each other or not be killed be someone else.” He chuckles at how true the statement is “But it was time well spent with you my sweet.”
“I don’t know anything about you Obi-Wan.”
“What would you like to know darling.”
“What ever you want to share, I want to get to know the Jedi who’s stolen my heart.”
He’s surprisingly open about his history. Of how he never knew his parents, how troubled he was as a youngling, of how he was almost kicked out of the order because no one wanted him as an apprentice, the constant loss of the women he’s loved in his arms including her at one point. Obi-Wan I never knew. He can see it in her face when he tells her how devastated he was when she died.
It’s strange she never would imagined her death would cause someone to grieve. It’s also strange than she’s the one moving to comfort him, she takes his face in her hands and kisses him. “But I came back and I’m not going anywhere.”
A huge thanks to @stormraven24 for helping me find Asajj’s outfit for this one its amazing what you can’t find if you don’t know the name of something.
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