I recently joined this group, as I think that Anakin and Ahsoka ("Skyguy and Snips") are great characters with a very fascinating dynamic. The entries that I have read seem very captivating, and I though that I should start by posting an erotic fanfiction featuring both Anakin/Ahsoka and Anakin/Padmé. The timeframe is just a few months before ROTS. Some events may depart from "official canon."
Disclaimer: These characters are the property of George Lucas. No profit is being made, and no infringement is occurring.
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Anakin and his Padawan learner Ahsoka were on a Jedi starfighter, making their return to Coruscant after a heated battle against the Separatists. Ahsoka knew that she had done well and that her Master was pleased with her. Indeed, the young girl had helped save the lives of the Lurmen people. Anakin could see how much she had grown, both in terms of maturity and Force power. His respect and admiration for his young apprentice was continuing to grow. He now knew how Obi-Wan felt about him.
Ahsoka had also come to grow more and more fond of her Master, affectionately nicknamed as "Skyguy." She knew how much he had helped her grow and how much she meant to him. But something else came into her mind.
When the triumphant pair reached Coruscant, they attended a strategic meeting, where they were greeted by many Jedi Masters, Padawans and even politicians and military officials. Obi-Wan and Mace Windu were present, as were many female Jedi and Padawans, such as Luminaria Unduli, Stass Allie, Bultar Swan, Bariss Offee, Adia Gallia, and Aayla Secura. Bail Organa, Padmé Amidala (Anakin's secret wife), and Captain Antilles were also there. Anakin wasn't paying much attention, as he never enjoyed the pretentions of such affairs.
Ahsoka reached out with the Force. She guided the thin entrails of cosmic pressure and wrapped them around Anakin's waist, causing his belt to become unbuckled and to fly out of his pants, landing on the floor with a loud clunk. Ahsoka then quickly made a dropping motion with her hands as Anakin's pants fell down to his ankles. The other people in the room couldn't believe their eyes and burst out laughing. Anakin was standing there red-faced and embarrassed, his white underwear clearly visible. Anakin was embarrassed and mortified at such a revealing incident, but Obi-Wan loved it and thought that it was hilarious to witness his former apprentice's most embarrassing moment.
Anakin quickly dropped to his knees and hurriedly pulled his pants up. "What the hell!," he exclaimed. Ahsoka playfully looked at him from across the room, and Anakin then realized exactly what had happened. "Da-damn it, Snips!," yelled Anakin as he retied his belt before turning to Ahsoka. "Don't ever pants me again. As Jedi," Anakin began lecturing, "our purpose is to provide balance to the Force. That won't happen if my pants fall down."
"All right, that's enough, you two," quipped Obi-Wan. We are trying to provide peace to the galaxy, not start more fighting. Now act civilized."
"Yes, Master Obi-Wan," mumbled Anakin and Ahsoka in unison.
Clearly, there was a reason for all of this tension. Ahsoka was a teenage girl with plenty of hormones. She had spent so much time with Anakin, and she thought that he was gorgeous. Ahsoka had seen Anakin even before being assigned to him as a Padawan, and she took note of his physical maturation. He had gained a good deal of weight and was much more muscular and masculine in appearance than he was only three years ago. Anakin's chest was broader, and his arms and legs were much bigger than before. Ahsoka couldn't help but notice that on their flight back to Coruscant, when Anakin bent over to pick up a remote control. She admired his oh-so-tight Jedi pants, loving how they clung snugly to his firm butt. Ahsoka also was going crazy over Anakin's unconventionally risqué outfit, with the leather vest and leather glove. She really dug his leather boots and even that pesky wide leather belt that was holding his pants up and preventing her from seeing what's underneath the pants. Ahsoka thought of what Anakin looked like three years ago, and figured that he would never be able to fit into one of his belts from that period, after becoming so well-built and gaining some inches on his waistline.
It may have been just a typical teenage girl crush, but Ahsoka couldn't help but be jealous of Anakin's relationship with Padmé. He had never told her anything, but of course, she knew- as Obi-Wan and many others must also have known. Ahsoka thought about how she felt about Anakin and felt very disappointed that he would be going home to Padmé, using his magic on her.
After the embarrassing incident, Anakin couldn't help but think of Ahsoka and her motivations. Certainly, he would never do anything with a minor- especially his own Padawan. Of course, he would never betray the love that he has for Padmé, which is far stronger than anything else he could possibly experience. Yes, his bond with Padmé is even greater than Ahsoka's surprisingly well-formed breasts, her beautiful, exotic face, her rocking ass, her delicate but firm hourglass figure, her slender, but strong legs and arms. Ahsoka was a gem, and Anakin knew it. He thought of how stunningly erotic it would be to make lover to her. But he knew that it could never be.
Later that day, Ahsoka went to Anakin for another training session. He noticed that she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Just as they were about to discuss the Force, Ahsoka used her powers to remove her shirt. Her breasts were even larger and more beautiful than Anakin could possibly have imagined. "Ahsoka, stop that!," exclaimed Anakin, placing his hands on his belt to remain on guard against another Force pantsing. "You know that you like it," giggled Ahsoka. "No, I don't, Snips," Anakin retorted. "I know that you're lying," Ahsoka triumphantly declared. "I can sense it through the Force. You have trained me well, Master." "Thank you for the compliment, my young Padawan, but this behavior must stop. It is not Jedi-like. Now put on your shirt and let's get to work." Ahsoka grinned and obeyed her Master.
After that ordeal, Anakin was rather relieved to go home to his sweetheart Padmé. It may be forbidden love, but an affair with Ahsoka would be worse than forbidden love. "You've had quite an erotic day, Annie," Padmé teased. "That girl is going to be death of me," Anakin declared in frustration. "Don't worry, Anakin. I'm going to give you something far more fun than that," Padmé promised, and she certainly did deliver.
Padmé slowly removed her dress like a trained stripper. Even without the Force, Ahsoka couldn't match Padmé skills in clothes removal. Padmé stood there in just a bra and her panties. Anakin's cock became as hard as a rock, and he remembered why he had fallen in love with Padmé in the first place. Anakin then unbuckled his belt, removed it from his waist, and tossed it across the room. Padmé stylistically unstrapped her bra, continuing the striptease. Shen then carefully and elegantly removed her panties. With her experience, Padmé knew how to time the undressing for maximum sexual effect.
The two of them then engaged in a good deal of foreplay, with Anakin caressing Padmé's breasts, hips, and ass. Then the act itself, the climax of the evening occurred- the point of penetration. Anakin inserted his cock far into his wife's vagina. He was a strong lover, but he was as soft and gentle as a skilled Latin lover. Padmé loved every minute of it; it was by far the best sex that they had ever had. Nonetheless, Anakin couldn't help fantasizing about his sexy young apprentice, even while making love to his wife.