Your narrative chapter 1,
Star state of war : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted homo Jedi assigned to the protection of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of assassination endeavour on the popular senator, the motivation for a hefty guardian is paramount for the lady, her words carrying much weightiness when needed in support for the Jedi.

You have been her protector for two years now, stopping all character of attempts on her life history. You have come to care much for the 25 year old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no smudge on your reputation as her protector for two years is something to celebrate.

Due to your credit line of work and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her kinship with the Jedi knight, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her hands as she tells you their secret that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the balance of the Galax urceolata. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these yr, you have a wishing to see her happy. To see her grin. The sight of the smile as you agree is honor enough.

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Another twelvemonth passes and you celebrate the success of another safe class for the senator you protect. Indeed, the statute title of `` Assassin 's nemesis '' that many fellow Jedi springiness you when you visit the temple is justified. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no LE than 15 try on the senator 's lifetime, whether conduct or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th class, you ca n't help but discover that her dish fails to belittle, both in consistency and looks. Her retentive brown locks of hair seem to attain an redundant shine whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her lips look cushy and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her bod remaining fit and maintain well and her tail end and expectant and steadfastly cleavage, you have to allow, gives many males a grounds to gaze long after she walks in and leaves a room

You are proud of serving such a beautiful and variety senator and promise yourself never to fail her or let her hail to harm.

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6 months pass as the dead ringer wars fury on. You are left to look to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret lover and husband, fights in the war. It has been some clock time since the last fourth dimension mortal tried to shoot down the senator, your front deterring anyone dolt enough to try.

You find Padme in the flat she resides in, sitting on s comfortable couch as she examine some information on a holovid with a please smile.

'' Has something pleasing happened to you, misfire Amidala ? Or is headmaster Anakin returning soon ? '' You ask her as she turns to you and gives you a bright smile.

'' Theron, oh I have the most wonderful intelligence. I 'm pregnant. Anakin is going to be a father. ``

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You return to the apartment from the Jedi synagogue a few hours after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi return from their belated battle in the war. The news that both Count Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a smashing triumph in the war and you can not help but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can return to the Jedi tabernacle as the senator will not expect your protection.

Sad as you are to bequeath your dear complaint, you are glad that she will not involve your trade protection from threats as the peril to herself will birth passed. You smile happily as you open the room access to her apartment, only to find Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her side and kneel beside her.

'' Lady Padme, what 's the subject ? Are you in nuisance ? Is something damage with the baby. '' You asked the lovely disquieted charwoman as she turns to cling to you and weeps into your articulatio humeri, her snag rapidly making your gown wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want children. '' She finally said between sobs, her browned eyes red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the couch and give her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A year passes once Thomas More and Padme gives birth to match baby, a miss and a boy. ineffective to deal for them without being reminded of the rejection of their beginner, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The clone war end as, to the jolt of the galaxy, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith lord who instigated the knockoff warfare and is captured and executed by Jedi master copy Mace Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to leave for the Jedi temple only to find the door blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and secure as ever after getting over master copy Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to seek the calm of your mien, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping unvoiced on your robe, as if afraid you would disappear.

She glances at the bag you 're carrying before her eyes travel back to your own. `` You 're leaving ? '' She asks softly, her eyes never breaking tangency with your own.

You nod, slightly.

'' The wars are over, Lady Padme. You no longer have need of me or my protection. '' You say slowly, your gaze moving to the floor.

You hear the auditory sensation of unhorse footsteps moving towards you before you look up to see that she is now but a cadence away from you. `` I have been to the Jedi tabernacle and ordered them to liberate you to me as my to the full time sentry duty. Due to my influence in the United States Senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red lips onto yours in a abstruse kiss that has you dropping your bag in impact, her munition pulling onto your robes as she brings you deeper into the osculation and you finally move over in, holding onto her back with one arm as the former pushes softly into her John Brown hair as you hold her closely and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed naked, her unscathed body bare for you to see, her huge boob and perfect physical structure on show for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreams. Her long, brown fuzz spills all over the silk shroud in Wave and her smile is inviting, showing off her full, drop blanched teeth as two of her fingers spread the lips of her pussy to reveal the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. ejaculate be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brown eyes imploring as you walk towards and mount onto the soft bed, going on top of Padme 's eubstance until your faces are in apart and your midst, 8 column inch putz is just outside her wet pussy, her fingers still spreading her puss lips.

You gaze into her eyes as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her heartbeat sounding in your capitulum as she waits for your solvent. Your own mettle beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even destruction. '' You say, as she raises her drumhead and kisses you deeply, a kiss of beloved and commitment. `` Then take me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your unharmed length into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your ardent bodies finally connected as she wraps her legs around your back and her arms around your neck, pulling your cheek down and kissing you deeply as you begin to prompt in and out of her warm up pussy.

You ca n't help but groan in pleasure into the kiss as the feel of her warm, silky walls cling desperately to your peter, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her succus. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her pussy, each moment better than the death as her walls desperately cling to her buff 's cock.

She ca n't help but reflect that Anakin always wanted to overlook their time in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a rough love as your torso cling to each other. Her buss becomes hazardous and sloppy, her natural language leaving yours to travel all over your oral fissure as you do the Saami, your tongue licking all over her mouth, glue and pearl white teeth like a gaga Nexu before your tongues conform to again.

You are a Virgo the Virgin since this time, having adhered to the Jedi codification till this day, your erotic love for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid precept of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her walls grip tightly on your turncock, refusing to let go. Her purulent bathes your hawkshaw in warm juices as she breaks your snog finally and screams in joy. You thrust hard and your cockhead breaks through her cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once more and let out cries of pleasance as her cervix massages your cock and goes into sensory overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet strand of her Brown University hairsbreadth away from her face as she begins to kiss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to put out your seminal fluid inside me and make me pregnant. Let me have the fruits of our love. Leave the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't require to hide. Cum in me and be my husband. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the Fatherhood of my children. Never leave me. Let 's live together forever till we die. As husband and married woman this time. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her ramification tighten around you and she pulls you in for another mysterious kiss as you cum deep inside her prolific womb.

You feel your balls pulse and your dick spew load after lading of thick, virile, military group strong semen inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile eggs no dubiousness being impregnated by your spunk as she continues to kiss you. You continue to charge for another 30 instant before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her bitch spews out dense globs of your hot seminal fluid from her meet cunt.

You take the warm cover and cover your and Padme 's sweating, yet satisfied organic structure, turning off the lights as Padme 's relocation closer to you and you begin to buss each former long and hard before she finally rests her head on your chest as you lay your brain in her satiny John Brown hairsbreadth and go to sleep.

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5 months later….

You walk into the apartment and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their playing spokesman as a job and today was a fag day filled with meetings from beginning to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot shower before coming out au naturel and walking to your room to a stopcock hardening sight.

Their, on the white silk sheets, is your wife. Padme Amidala Creed. She is on her cover and wears a see through gown that covers and still shows off her curved belly, her womb nurturing your offspring inside her and her immense, firm boob spill out of top of the robes, just aching to be sucked.

'' Welcome home, married man. '' She says naughtily into your ear when you climb onto the bed with her, holding her close and massaging her pregnant belly lovingly as she gives you a prompt kiss. `` I feel my breasts need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its practiced to be you.

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