Thread: Queen Takes Knight  (PocketFullOfPosies)

Judging by the way his eyes kept averting from her, never settling upon her form for longer than a glance to keep himself from looking rather suspicious, Padm felt rather secure in her triumph. In the Senators mind, she had executed her plan for a perfect seduction flawlessly. The element of surprise combined with his weariness from travel caught him perfectly off guardWhich permitted her to add an extra blow to his senses with that light, floral perfume spritzed with sparkles upon her neck and wrists, the bright color of her clothing in the dimly lit quarters and that innocent flash of skin when those absolutely trampish shoes were revealed Had he been alone, Padm was confident that he would have been brought to his knees before her And despite that vision being in her head alone, it brought a tremble of immense pride and satisfaction coursing through the young nymphets body. Nine sounds excellent, She concurred, moving to stand beside Obi-Wan as Anakin followed reluctantly beside her, knowing that he would be forced to leave her side soon. His hands lingered, tracing fingertips against the soft skin of Padms wrist, idly smiling to himself. Months had seemed like years away from herHow had he ever survived a moment without her warmth? The young padawan caught his Masters firm stare. He immediately retracted his hand and instead embraced the former Queen, who warmly returned the affection. Goodnight Annie, sleep well She smiled softly, watching the boy head quite unenthusiastically to his quarters for the night. Ignorant entirely of what he left behind, and what his absence would unleashUnaware of his place as a tourniquet for forbidden passions the moment he was removed, such wanton desires were released at a near perilous force.. A force as strong as that open strike to the Senators pretty little face. In her swell of confidence, the little vixen left herself vulnerable for such an assault.. Check She stumbled slightly, but was caught by the Jedis fingers twisting firmly into her pretty locks, pulling her back into place.. Her place..A place she needed to be forced into, for she wouldnt submit so willingly on her own. She could feel her feet rising off of the floor, and somewhere within her panicked thoughts she wondered how much strength of his own he was using to lift her Padm, after all, weighed as much as one of the many fancily decorated feathered pillows placed upon her bed. The second strike she was prepared for, preemptively wincing as she braced herself for the sudden blowand for the lecture to follow. She said nothing at first after being released, fuming with her humiliation as she gently rubbed her face. Feeling the blood rushing to the spots on her pale cheeks where his hand had impacted the harshest, bringing her a shade of blush no amount of makeup could recreate. Those sienna eyes trembling not with shame, but with fury. How dare she? How dare he ! She may not have her crown, but she was still Queen! And she would make certain to remind him of such As he began patronizing her, Padm twisted her fingertips at her side, allowing him to blow off steam with words she would use against him later on to sate her own guilty delight in hearing him beg and plead for her forgiveness. Never out of malice or desire to hurt himbut when he scolded her soso IbrutallyI, was it not just for her to desire to see him nuzzling at her thighs, whispering his pleas against her inner most intimate folds.. He was right, for many reasons.. He was right about her carelessness about coming to his quarters so late. She hadnt even considered the thought that other Senators could be spying on herHer heart had been beating too loudly for her to think of anything else but him Not even about Anakin, or his feelings towards her..Which she did not believe, mostly because the idea seemed as probable as being attracted to ones own sibling He was also right in thinking he wouldnt get through to her like thisScolding worked for some but like Anakin, Padm did not respond well to such things..In fact, in a manner almost exceeding the padawan in brattiness, the young Senator mostly ignored what was being reprimanded. Even Anakin paid attention, his mind wandered at times, but he was mindful of his Masters words. Padm however, focused on what she delighted in hearing, that he loved her. Words to confirm he was not incredibly mad, and that she still had a chance to win in this power play they constantly reveled in. Who would submit tonight Who would relinquish themselves to lay beneath the other, to obey the heated commands made between the sheets They needed the release, both of them didDespite Obi-Wans headaches, despite his protestsHe needed her, almost as much as she needed him in fact. To play this dangerous game, every move needed to be carefully plottedBeing mindful of the other players, the other piecesthe pawns. But at times, the most thrilling and satisfying thing to do, was to take a chance..To move carelessly. To play on instinct and hearts desireAnd Padms desire, from the bottom of her heart, was to spend even a few hours with her Jedi Knighteven if they were both thoroughly, painstakingly exhausted for the entirety of the following day. Clothes off was it? The youth smirked in delight as she moved her hand to the clasp of her cloak, letting it drop to the floor in a fluid motion, pooling around her feet as her hands dropped to unclasp the pearls upon her bodice. Old indeed She mused, slipping her bodice off as she walked towards the couch, revealing the much more sultry attire she had been hiding under the guise of modest couture fashion. Her hands moved down the curve of her sides as she approached him, lifting a leg so that once again the thin silken material parted around the muscular shape of her thigh. So old that youve forgotten how to treat your Queenwhom you vowed would always be such, crown or not She purred, lowering herself to straddle his waist, making certain to bring herself quite close to him, her free hand moving to stroke his beard as she gazed up towards him with the most innocent expression. Havent you missed me? She pouted sweetly, pressing her breasts against his chest. Ive dreamt of you every night since weve been apart She whispered, moving her hand from his beard down to the one at his side, guiding it up towards her face And I was so anxious to see you..I could not wait until morning..and you greet me by hurting me? Yelling at me? There was a choke in her voice, one further emphasized by a sniffle and a pouted lipBut there was no hiding the lust in the Senators young, beautiful eyes as she gazed up towards her Knight