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Chapter List 1-The Patient Padawan. Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction. Net Adult-FanFiction. Password Reset. Update. The Patient Padawan. Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, and I do not make any money from these writings. Chapter List 1-The Patient Padawan 1. Please note: It is specifically mentioned in the 'fic that Ahsoka is "legal in the Core Worlds"; also, she is an orange, make-believe alien living in a galaxy far, far away. At the same time, if you know it's going to eek you out to read about her in sexual situations, then please pass this by.
I am neither condoning nor condemning people who are squicked by Ahsoka! In addition, I've resurrected Ahsoka tano sex story Bathtub as a plot device from my Padawan! Anakin story, "Blowing Bubbles" also available on this site. I suspect this 'fic will get the same sort of reaction as my last couple of adult-themed stories have - that is, lots of hits, very little in the way of comments - but I am glad to have gotten it out of my system, nonetheless. Time spent as Obi-Wan's Padawan had been valuable; Anakin's raw talent in the Force combined with his Master's fussy technique had made him a formidable opponent on the battlefield.
It was also where he was most able to relax - it sounded strange whenever he tried to talk about it, but he never felt freer than when he was slicing up droids and ing for his lost men. The heat of the moment was everything, and so that was when Anakin Skywalker gave it everything he had. Still, everything wasn't ever guaranteed to be enough, as he well knew. And so for as much bitching as he'd done when Ahsoka had first turned up that day on Christophsis, a perky Togruta Padawan in place of much-needed medical supplies and extra artillery, Anakin had to admit that she was useful.
That was, in fact, a crude approximation of her abilities: Ahsoka was agile, talented, powerful, impressionable, and - begrudgingly, Anakin had had to admit, at first - pleasant to be around. Where Obi-Wan could get cranky and Padme a bit snobbish after long periods in one another's company, Ahsoka was spunky, polite, teasing, and still a bit adoring of him, despite the fact that she knew better by now. The nickname "Snips" had been tossed-off, but now Anakin used it with affection, even pride.
Ahsoka was a good Padawan. Anakin smirked to himself. It was true that he'd been occupying the 'fresher for a Sithly amount of time, as he was wont to do. In his defense, however, it was the first time he'd been inside an electricity-powered 'fresher for over three weeks. You know that. With precision, he finished toweling himself off, ignoring some droplets on his back and shoulders that his unruly ringlets let fly as he shook his head back and forth a few times like a nekk puppy.
It always made Obi-Wan very cross to watch him do it, but Obi-Wan was hob-knobbing with Senator Bail Organa on Alderaan and pretending it had anything to do with diplomacy - Obi-Wan was probably drunk right at this moment, reaping the diplomatic benefits of top-quality Alderaanian wine, as a matter of fact. After wrapping a towel around his waist and securing it snugly, Anakin unlocked the 'fresher door with a flick of his wrist and tugged it open. Ahsoka's arms were crossed. Anakin just laughed and grabbed at her lower lip, which she'd stuck out exaggeratedly.
He patted his apprentice on the head with playful condescension.
At this, Anakin pinched one of her cheeks, stretching her frowny face into a wide grimace. Don't catch anything," he teased. Ahsoka stuck out her tongue. Once inside, the Togruta teen relaxed. With a tendril of Force, she grabbed a towel from the pile on the corner of the modest vanity that Obi-Wan had obviously folded and Anakin had just as obviously disheveled, and used it to clean up the puddled water on the floor.
Leaving it astride the tub, Ahsoka peeled off her clothing, making a face at the bits of debris and swamp and things that were both wet and dry for all of the wrong reasons that came off of her skin and outfit. Next, she sat atop the 'fresher bowl, and gingerly balanced a leg on top of the bathtub Ahsoka tano sex story. Once she had leverage, she set to work removing her boots, one at a time, her hands fumbling with laces covered in similar grime as the rest of her. Next, she began filling up the tub, replacing the stopper that her Master had removed to, thankfully, suck most of his own shod dirt and particles down the drain.
Once when she'd only been Anakin Skywalker's apprentice for a couple of weeks, he'd told her about Master Qui-Gon Jinn, and how this had been one of his favorite places to go, and how Obi-Wan always used to scold Anakin when he was Ahsoka's age for using the giant tub to take a bath instead of a much more efficient shower.
Being able to use it was a privilege, Anakin had remarked at the time; then, after surveying Ahsoka's tired frame covered in filth on the way back from their latest battle with the elements not to mention, warring civilizations who would just as soon kill a couple of well-meaning Jedi in their quest for planetary dominationhe'd decided that Ahsoka had indeed earned that privilege.
When the tub was about halfway full, Ahsoka grabbed up the bottle of nice-smelling bubble bath that she was pretty certain her Master had stolen from Senator Amidala's bathroom. His own interest in soap ended at whatever appeared to, in fact, be soap. Still, it was a pleasant fragrance, a little girlish for Anakin, even, and seeing the remnants of her Master's own use of it during his bath, Ahsoka felt few qualms about dumping in liberal amounts of the stuff into her own water.
She turned the 'hot' spigot as far as it would go, shivering as she watched the steam rise over the water sloshing around already in the tub. So much of this latest mission had been spent being cold, achy and shivering. The very idea of sinking into the hot foam that was now shallowly blanketing the surface of the tub was blissful. Finally, the water was up as high as she dared to make it go without sloshing over the sides.
Ahsoka cut the on-coming stream, hitched a leg over the side, and hissed slightly as a few of her toes dipped into the pool of suds. Bravely, she stepped the rest of the way in, and then began the arduous process of sitting down in the hot water. Lapping water manually up her arms and on her face and belly helped acclimate her skin more quickly to the temperature; before long, Ahsoka had sunk all of the way into the bath, her montrails bobbing happily on the surface.
For a moment, she just sat there, letting her skin prickle beneath the cleansing foam. The flowery scent of the soap was soothing, too. Bringing her hands up, Ahsoka rubbed at her face vigorously, blinking as she opened her eyes again. Then she settled against the edge of the large tub, her head propped against the groove separating the actual tub from the wall behind Ahsoka tano sex story.
She closed her eyes and hummed to herself as the water washed the last three weeks from her body. Snips, are you okay in there? Why aren't you answering me? I need to pee. He groaned again. Her Master stumbled in, looking disheveled in a ificantly cleaner way than he had on the battlefield, the appearance of someone who had just spent the last few hours having a really good time.
Grunting gratefully, he wasted no time in heading to the 'fresher, unfastening his pants and angling himself away from Ahsoka's accidentally grazing eyes. Ahsoka nodded. She grabbed up a washcloth and began scrubbing at herself to make sure nothing was left untouched. Her movements were careful yet rigid, those of someone who was trying desperately not to look at her Master as he urinated approximately three feet away from her, and who was simultaneously trying not to look at her naked, orange breasts, which were bobbing in the water.
She was essentially waiting for Anakin to finish peeing so she could finish her bath, and the interim seemed to be taking forever. He glanced at Ahsoka as he spoke, a reflex more than anything, and then blinked a lot and exhaled as he looked away again quickly. The environment Ahsoka tano sex story awkward once more. After what seemed like an eternity, Anakin hit the lever on the 'fresher and then moved towards the sink to scrub his hands - well, hand, anyway - sometimes Ahsoka tano sex story would rinse his glove, but it was sort of a judgment call.
Ahsoka shrugged. Ahsoka's friends had embarrassed her once by regaling The Hero With No Fear with tales of Ahsoka's pre-Padawanship hero-worshipping of her future Master; it was true that she'd been a bit smitten by him. In total truth, seeing him like he was now, relaxed yet still wearing his heavy Jedi boots in case he was needed; gruffly affectionate just made her feel like a Creche pre-teen all over again.
Anakin caught himself staring at around the same time that Ahsoka realized her hands had dropped a little. Her breasts, either because of the sudden tension or the chill of the air now that her bath had cooled, were much more excited than usual. She made a little noise of embarrassment, which made the corners of Anakin's mouth turn up. All for me? Biting her lip, she glanced back at her Master, feeling bold. I wish. He shook his head a little. Bravely, Ahsoka dropped her arms completely, showing him her breasts.
She was strong and small, and the tips of her erect nipples were a nice purple-ish color - it wasn't the only thing about them that was nice. Or me. I don't mind, Master," Ahsoka said, throwing all caution to the wind in the heat of the moment. You always get so protective when some of the guys in the st tease me - so does Rex. And Master Obi-Wan. I always feel so safe with you.
I wouldn't mind feeling some other way with you, too. It was not as though he hadn't thought about it, of course - marriage aside, Padme knew he had forays with other partners since their private ceremony on Naboo; she even probably knew that he'd used sex as a bargaining tool, and probably would again. It was not something their relationship had had specific boundaries set up regarding, as such, but at some point, Anakin could fuzzily recall appreciating that Padme received sexual release from her handmaidens on a fairly regular basis.
Sex with anyone else was really just a placeholder until they could see each other again. And yet, it was different with Ahsoka. She was technically legal in the Core System, now, and more ificantly so in the Outer Rim, where child slavery was all but commonplace, and at her age, Anakin had done much worse than sleep with well, fuck his Master. At the same time, there was something innocent about Ahsoka, something a bit naive that growing up in bondage on Tatooine seemed to have milked out of him.
Ahsoka was spirited and cute, and Anakin wasn't sure he could forgive himself for taking that away from her. Sometimes, it was nice to have her sunny outlook when things were otherwise very grim. Sensing his hesitance, Ahsoka, in a true act of desperation, shoved her hands underneath her breasts, lifting them up as if in offering.
For good measure, she thumbed her nipples, and Anakin could see her bite her lip as the feeling traveled to her groin. It took Anakin two long strides to reach the tub. He kneeled carefully in front of it, and in front of the tiny Togruta girl who looked at him excitedly as if she had gotten her way.
Unable to resist completely, Anakin reached out with his real hand and cupped one of her breasts, and then the other, flicking at Ahsoka's nipples a few times. She moaned at him wantonly, and Anakin could see her spread her legs in the water slightly. He smiled and stroked her cheek. I'm sorry. I just don't think you're ready yet.Ahsoka tano sex story
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