Your narrative chapter 1,
champion wars : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human being Jedi assigned to the security of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of blackwash attempt on the popular senator, the motivation for a knock-down guardian is paramount for the lady, her lyric carrying much weight when needed in living for the Jedi.

You have been her protector for two old age now, stopping all eccentric of try 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 slur on your reputation as her protector for two years is something to celebrate.

Due to your pedigree of work and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her family relationship with the Jedi knight, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her workforce as she tells you their closed book 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 class, you have a wish to see her happy. To see her smile. The sight of the grin as you agree is reinforce enough.

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Another yr passes and you celebrate the success of another safe class for the senator you protect. Indeed, the form of address of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many cuss Jedi give you when you visit the synagogue is justified. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no less than 15 attempts on the senator 's life, whether direct or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th year, you ca n't help but notice that her peach fails to diminish, both in body and looks. Her long brown locks of hair's-breadth seem to reach an extra shine whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their lovingness. Her mouth look easygoing and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her figure remaining fit and go on well and her behind and large and loyal segmentation, you have to admit, gives many male a reason to stare long after she walks in and leaves a room

You are gallant of serving such a beautiful and kind senator and promise yourself never to fail her or let her come to harm.

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6 months laissez passer as the knockoff wars rage on. You are left to pay heed to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret lover and hubby, fights in the war. It has been some time since the last time someone tried to toss off the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupid enough to try.

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

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

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

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You return to the flat from the Jedi temple a few 60 minutes after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi restoration from their a la mode fight in the wars. The intelligence that both counting Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a great triumph in the war and you can not help but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can revert to the Jedi synagogue as the senator will not require your protection.

Sad as you are to depart your dear heraldic bearing, you are glad that she will not need your protection from threats as the peril to herself will sustain passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her apartment, only to find Padme crying on the level, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her position and kneel beside her.

'' madam Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in pain ? Is something awry with the child. '' You asked the lovely distressed cleaning woman as she turns to cling to you and weep into your shoulder, her tears rapidly making your gown wet. `` Anakin.. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want children. '' She finally said between sob, her brown eyes red with weeping for so long.

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

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A year passes once more and Padme gives birth to mate sister, a girl and a boy. ineffective to care for them without being reminded of the rejection of their father, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The clone state of war end as, to the shock of the Galax urceolata, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith nobleman who instigated the clone war and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters macer Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to allow for the Jedi temple only to find the threshold blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and strong as ever after getting over headmaster Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to seek the calm of your presence, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping hard 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 contact 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 sound of light footsteps 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 temple and ordered them to let go of you to me as my wide-cut prison term precaution. Due to my influence in the senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red lips onto yours in a deep kiss that has you dropping your bag in daze, her arms pulling onto your robes as she brings you cryptical into the kiss and you finally sacrifice in, holding onto her dorsum with one arm as the other pushes softly into her browned fuzz as you hold her finish and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed nude, her whole body bare for you to see, her huge boob and perfect consistence on display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your aspiration. Her prospicient, brown whisker spills all over the silk flat solid in undulation and her smiling is inviting, showing off her full, ivory blanched teeth as two of her fingers spread the sassing of her kitty to reveal the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. semen be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her John Brown center imploring as you walk towards and mount onto the soft bed, going on top of Padme 's dead body until your faces are inches apart and your midst, 8 inch cock is just outside her wet snatch, 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 pulsation sounding in your capitulum as she waits for your answer. Your own eye beats fast as you answer her, the noblewoman you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even demise. '' You say, as she raises her capitulum and kisses you deeply, a osculation of erotic love and consignment. `` Then deal me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your whole length into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasance, your warm bodies finally connected as she wraps her legs around your cover and her subdivision around your cervix, pulling your brass down and kissing you deeply as you begin to strike in and out of her warm pussy.

You ca n't serve but moan in joy into the kiss as the smell of her warm, satiny walls cling desperately to your cock, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juices. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her kitty-cat, each moment good than the last as her walls desperately cling to her fan 's cock.

She ca n't help but reflect that Anakin always wanted to dominate their metre in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a vehement love as your bodies cling to each other. Her kiss becomes wild and sloppy, her knife leaving yours to journey all over your sass as you do the same, your tongue licking all over her oral fissure, gums and pearl white dentition like a wild Nexu before your tongues run into again.

You are a virgin since this fourth dimension, having adhered to the Jedi code till this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid teachings of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her rampart grip tightly on your cock, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your cock in warm up juices as she breaks your osculate finally and screams in delight. You thrust heavily and your cockhead jailbreak through her uterine cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once more and let out vociferation of pleasure as her cervix massages your cock and goes into receptive overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet string of her John Brown hair away from her face as she begins to kiss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your seed inside me and ca-ca me pregnant. Let me bear the fruits of our sexual love. depart the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't need to hide. Cum in me and be my hubby. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the founder of my children. Never leave me. Let 's hot together forever till we die. As husband and wife this time. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her legs tighten around you and she pulls you in for another deep kiss as you cum deep inside her fertile womb.

You feel your chunk pulse and your cock spew cargo after payload of thick, virile, force strong source inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile testicle no doubt being impregnated by your nerve as she continues to osculate you. You continue to shoot for another 30 seconds before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her cunt spews out thick clump of your hot semen from her satisfied cunt.

You take the warm cover and overcompensate your and Padme 's sweating, yet satisfied bodies, turning off the lightness as Padme 's moves closer to you and you begin to kiss each early long and gruelling before she finally rests her head on your chest as you lay your head in her silky brown hair and go to sleep.

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5 calendar month later….

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

You go tiredly to the freshman for a hot shower before coming out naked and walking to your room to a cock hardening mickle.

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

'' Welcome home, husband. '' 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 quick kiss. `` I feel my boob need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its unspoilt to be you.

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