Your Tales chapter 1,
champion wars : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted man Jedi assigned to the trade protection of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the figure of character assassination attack on the popular senator, the need for a powerful protector is paramount for the lady, her words carrying much weight when needed in reenforcement for the Jedi.

You have been her guardian for two years now, stopping all case of endeavor on her life. You have come to care much for the 25 class 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 billet 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 handwriting as she tells you their enigma that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the rest of the galaxy. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these years, you have a wish to see her felicitous. To see her smile. The sight of the smile as you agree is reward enough.

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Another year passes and you celebrate the success of another prophylactic year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the rubric of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many fellow Jedi springiness you when you visit the temple is justified. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no to a lesser extent than 15 attempts on the senator 's liveliness, whether target or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th year, you ca n't help but notice that her beauty fails to diminish, both in body and looks. Her long brown locks of hair seem to pull in an spear carrier radiance whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her lips tone soft and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her image remaining fit and kept well and her seat and orotund and unwaveringly cleavage, you have to admit, gives many male a reason to stare long after she walks in and leaves a way

You are proud of serving such a beautiful and variety senator and prognosticate yourself never to go wrong her or let her occur to harm.

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6 month mountain pass as the knockoff wars fury on. You are left to serve to the senator yourself as Anakin, her orphic fan and husband, fights in the war. It has been some meter since the last time person tried to kill the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupefied enough to try.

You find Padme in the apartment she resides in, sitting on s comfy sofa as she examine some information on a holovid with a delight smile.

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

'' Theron, oh I have the most rattling news. I 'm pregnant. Anakin is going to be a founder. ``

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You return to the flat from the Jedi synagogue a few 60 minutes after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi return from their in vogue battle in the warfare. The intelligence that both numeration Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a great victory in the war and you can not serve but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can come back to the Jedi temple as the senator will not require your protection.

Sad as you are to leave your heartfelt billing, you are glad that she will not need your protection from threats as the danger to herself will have passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her flat, only to rule Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her position and kneel beside her.

'' lady Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in pain ? Is something wrong with the babe. '' You asked the lovely distressed cleaning lady as she turns to cling to you and cry into your berm, her rip rapidly making your gown wet. `` Anakin.. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want shaver. '' She finally said between sobs, her brownish eyes red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the sofa and hold her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A year passes once Thomas More and Padme gives birth to twin babe, a girl and a boy. ineffective to like for them without being reminded of the rejection of their father, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The clone wars end as, to the shock of the extragalactic nebula, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith lord who instigated the knockoff wars and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters macer Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to result for the Jedi synagogue only to find the room access blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and strong as ever after getting over superior Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to try the calm of your mien, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping hard on your robes, 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 striking with your own.

You nod, slightly.

'' The wars are over, ma'am Padme. You no longer have need of me or my protective cover. '' You say slowly, your regard moving to the floor.

You hear the phone of light footfall moving towards you before you look up to see that she is now but a metre away from you. `` I have been to the Jedi tabernacle and ordered them to eject you to me as my full time guard duty. Due to my influence in the U.S. Senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red lips onto yours in a bass kiss that has you dropping your bag in shock, her arms pulling onto your robe as she brings you rich into the kiss and you finally give in, holding onto her spine with one arm as the early pushes softly into her brown hair as you hold her close and osculate her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed naked, her all consistence bare for you to see, her Brobdingnagian tits and perfective body on video display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreams. Her farsighted, brown hairs spills all over the silk sheets in moving ridge and her grin is inviting, showing off her good, pearl blank teeth as two of her fingers spread the lips of her pussy to reveal the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. Come be with me. You do require me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brown eyes imploring as you walk towards and upgrade onto the soft bed, going on top of Padme 's dead body until your faces are column inch apart and your thick, 8 inch cock is just outside her wet pussy, her fingers still spreading her cunt lips.

You gaze into her eyes as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her flash sounding in your ears as she waits for your answer. Your own core beats fast as you answer her, the peeress you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even death. '' You say, as she raises her head and kisses you deeply, a buss of sexual love and commitment. `` Then take me. pass water me yours as I will cook you mine. '' She says as you push your whole 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 backbone and her arm around your neck, pulling your aspect down and kissing you deeply as you begin to move in and out of her warm pussy.

You ca n't help but moan in pleasance into the kiss as the feel of her warm, satiny walls cling desperately to your cock, 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 stopping point as her walls desperately cling to her lover 's cock.

She ca n't help but mull over that Anakin always wanted to command their prison term in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a fierce love as your eubstance cling to each other. Her kiss becomes wild and haphazard, her spit leaving yours to travel all over your mouth as you do the Saami, your tongue licking all over her mouth, gums and pearl white teeth like a waste Nexu before your spit assemble again.

You are a virgin since this fourth dimension, having adhered to the Jedi computer code till this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the pudding head teachings of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her rampart grip tightly on your hammer, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your shaft in warm juice as she breaks your kiss finally and screaming in pleasance. You thrust severely and your cockhead breakage through her cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once Thomas More and let out rallying cry of pleasure as her cervix massages your prick and goes into sensorial overburden as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet string of her embrown hairsbreadth away from her face as she begins to snog all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to unblock your seed inside me and crap me meaning. Let me bear the fruits of our sexual love. lead the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't demand to hide. Cum in me and be my husband. walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the father of my tike. Never leave me. Let 's live together forever till we die. As husband and married woman this sentence. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her pegleg tighten around you and she pulls you in for another deep kiss as you cum deeply inside her prolific womb.

You feel your balls pulse and your cock spew load after load of thick, virile, force-out firm source inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile orchis no doubt being impregnated by your spunk as she continues to kiss you. You continue to photograph for another 30 seconds before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her twat spews out chummy globs of your hot seminal fluid from her satisfy cunt.

You take the warm blankets and cover your and Padme 's sweating, yet gratify bodies, turning off the lights as Padme 's moves closer to you and you begin to kiss each other long and voiceless before she finally rests her head on your dresser as you lay your head in her satiny brown hair and go to sleep.

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5 months later….

You walk into the flat and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their performing spokesman as a job and today was a weary day filled with confluence from start to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot rain shower before coming out au naturel and walking to your room to a cock hardening great deal.

Their, on the blank silk canvass, is your married woman. Padme Amidala Creed. She is on her binding and wears a see through robe that cover and still shows off her curved belly, her womb nurturing your offspring inside her and her huge, unbendable breasts spill out of top of the robes, just aching to be sucked.

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

You have to smile at that.

Its secure to be you.

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