Chapter 2 - There is only passion...

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Several weeks after the days spent on Coruscant the pair and jedi master Obi-wan were on their way back from the citadel. A slight unease between Anakin and his padawan had grown out of their disagreement on how the war should be fought.
As they traveled from the bridge to the quarters they used as a sparing room adjacent to the clones' work out facilites aboard the Republic ship The Resolute. Their defacto place for working out their...issues, by alittle Old fashioned dueling. Djem So with is its combination of defensive basis and offensively pressing attacks as needed against opponents gave Ahsoka and her master a chance to not only perfect their skills but to relieve their aggresion towards one another. Ahsoka however was frequently outmatched as her master was the only Jedi to date to master both Shien and Djem So varients of Form V. Giving him an upperhand that today her was clearly using against her.

"Care to try again snips? You have a very sour look on your face." Anakin jabbed out of a smirking face as he stared down at his padawan his saber tip inches from her throat. Pushing his saber away with her own she leapt backwards rolling from her back up onto her feet with one hand on the deck her right leg spread wide as she stared tersely up at her master.

"Skyguy...you got lucky that time. You know it. I had you after that chest kick!" she spat out as she stood slowly watching him as she began to circle. Her master matching her step for step his eyes fixed on her his saber in a low guard. For the untrained eye they appeared to simply be watching eachother but both were moving just slightly the blades in their hands. That was until he stopped, causing her to pause. His saber slowly faded as he turned his back on her and prepared to leave the room.

"You need to focus yourself Ahsoka. Your thoughts betray your jealousy." he said as he turned, smiling where she could not see as he made for the door.
"You think I am jealous! We will see Master!" she hissed as she leapt across the room her atunement to the force propelling her to her master's turned back, bother her sabers now ignited in her hands. One reversed in the shien form the other in the traditional style as she lept for him making to strike across his back, only to be met with his blue saber ignited in his hands as he smiled at her, a kick striking at her unstable footing, sending her to the floor.

"Nice try snips. Again!" he smirked at her and lowered his saber to point at her torso before turning again this time clasping his disarmed saber hilt to his belt.

"Focus on where you plan to land before you move, or you will be disarmed." was his parting words.

The clones from the other side of the bay where they were were watching them, they were not used to outbursts from Ahsoka. Over walked 5's to see how she was doing. 5's had come with Echo and Heavy and a few others to the 501st. They looked up to Ahsoka and Anakin. But Ahsoka was like their little sister and when something bothered her it was never something good.

"Oi, 'soka. Why don't we go to the galley for some chow?" he said offering her a hand. At first she glared at him but sighed and put away her sabers taking the trooper's hand to get up.

"Thank's 5's. Sorry, I've just been feeling really...weird lately." she said as they made their way down the decks to the crew quarters and the mess bays.

"I can tell. You know some of the men have been talking. You and your master are butting heads alot since that last reprieve to the temple. What happened 'soka?" the man asked as he eyed the small red form of the jedi.

"Nothing really...well...I ran in on my master in the shower thinking some one was in danger...since then he keeps his mind blocked more than usual. I can't really even sense his presence anymore." she sighed as the made their way through the chow line gathering their food from the servers.

"And you think he is doing so because he blames you for your mistake?"
"See you think so too!"
"I didn't say that.I said is that what you think."
"Well...yeah...it was really embarassing, at the time it wasn't that bad he didnt even mention it...but now it's like he keeps me at arms reach, but never really talks anymore. It's so annoying!"
"Well maybe you should...communicate with him? He is your master, I am sure the General will understand and help you with what ever you need in your training."
"I know 5's but I just wanna punch him in the arrogant face. He just keeps treating me like a child! I'm not stupid...he needs to trust me. I know how to take care of myself. I can even take care of him better than he can!"

Five's laughed as they ate, turning the subject over time to something happy, knowing that Ahsoka would do what she needed to to get through to her master now that she had gotten the burden off her chest. 

Later that night.

Deep in meditation in her bunk Ahsoka sat in thought on her master, images of them on Mortis kept coming to her mixed with their battle and some times with their arguements then finally she was there staring at the scarred and naked form of her master, her frustration growing. It was beginning to affect her meditation, soon she simply huffed and stood in her lonely room rubbing her arms as she held her naked body. She wasn't she why that image had bothered her so much, but her stomache felt tight and her body was heated. She pulled on a robe over her body and made her way out from the room towards her master's chamber at the other end of the hall. All of the other rooms on this section were empty, reserved for jedi. As she passed most of the doors were locked but a few would open to empty darkness. She was started by the first few. Her thoughts so occupied by the growing uncomfort she felt in her body and mind that her normal force aided reflexes were slowed. She had even forgotten her sabers in her room. As she neared her master's door she stared at it before waving her hand to unlock the blastdoor. With a snap and a swoosh the grey lifeless door slid open for the hooded and robed Padawan, to reveal her master lying in his bunk wrestling with his sheets slightly.

As she moved through the room there was no pitty patter of feet as she moved to stare at his form. His robotic arm was grasping the sheet as his other arm rubbed at the edge of his bed his head tossing and sweat covering his brow. She watched not ready to wake him, transfixed by the image of her Master scarred and yet so soft looking. The signs of age not having touched him as he still looked to be so young, save for the distress that mared his features. If he had not been a Jedi, she was sure he would have been quite a powerful businessman, or perhaps a senator. Some one important, with man women wooing for his affection. Yes, he was handsome.

She was shocked by her own thoughts, her blood pressure rising as she blushed and the tingling in her groin growing, her body was very upset with her. She couldn't figure out what about her master suddenly made her so uneasy. It was as she thought this that his hand fell from the bunk and brushed her leg. The think robe absorbing the touch but the slight pressure was enough. Her body went off like a thermal detonator. She felt suddenly warm and fuzzy as his hand touched her. She sighed as some of the pressure felt relieve, but the growing tingle in her abdomen only increased. She had to touch him, it was the logical solution for this troublesome vexing of her mind.

In his sleep he could sense trouble and through his dreams of Mortis...the Son...Obi-wan...Ahsoka...a hand on his cheek...no that was not a vision! he rolled quickly into his attacker his saber igniting as the cloaked figure was thrust onto the ground silently he stared down at what he expected to be an assassin, a Dark Jedi...a Sith...the saber pointing right at the half lidden and shocked face of his apprentice.

"Ahsoka what in the---what are you doing in my room!?" he hollered at her suddenly relieved and furious, he had almost killed her what was she thinking! She was making a very bad habit of almost being killed for her barging into his private quarters.

"M-master...I..."she whispered back but her body was burning, the suddent contact with her half clad master left her in a very excited dumbfounded state. She could hardly find the words to tell him that she thought she was falling in love with him, that her body was aching for him.

"You what? Did some one poison you? Ahsoka you're burning up." he said concerned now as he set down the saber and put a hand on her cheek, and her forhead. Not noticing that in his tackle her robe had come open leaving most of her body revealed below and behind him. Thinking his padawan had been attacked, he was focused on her odd temperature and behavior.

"N-no...Master...I need...I'm aching..so bad...please.."she was wimpering looking up at him as she bit her lower lip her and her brow furrowed. a slight sweat on her as her chest lifted slightly with her breathes. He noticed finally that she was nude save for the robe. Anakin was startled to say the least. He looked down on her nude form, her hips rising up tp meet his body as she instinctively asked for something she was most likely unexperienced in. He felt the rising feeling of control in his body. And he liked it.

"Ahsoka...you don't know what you are saying. Go back to bed...we can't. The cod forbids it." he said even as in his mind he knew he was being hypocritical. More and more he was sick of hiding from what he wanted for the sake of the code...Love...was natural.. it was powerful. It was right. But he stood and moved to sit on his bed before the gyrating and pleading to

"Master...I do know...I don't care if it's forbidden we can keep this a secret...I will never tell a soul...please...skyguy..just...t-this once. Trust me?" she pleaded with her master rolling her hips as if he still kneeled over her, he body humping at the aire desperately trying to sooth the burning flame that she felt now. All thoughts of the Jedi, of the code, of anything that came between her master and her was gone. Only her passionate need for him, if he asked anything of her she would do it. If only he would love her.

Master, he thought. Master. I am my own man, who are they to stop me, she is suffering. What we do is out of love...it is what I was told to do. To teach her. To train her. And so I shall.

"Come here snips. Come to your Master." he smiled calmly at her as she eagerly jumped up and rushed to her seated masters arms.

She wrapped her legs around his hips as she sat down on his thighs, scooting closer and closer to his crotch until his hardening erection was pressing directly against her warm wet core. Letting out a soft whimper she held onto the bunk above them as she ground her hips in a circle, the sensations feeling glorious. Her whole body was aflame and the more she touched him the faster she burned but the better it felt. She loved it, she couldnt get enough.

As he ran his hands up her thighs he grabbed her hips for a brief moment just holding her as she ground against him. His eyes watching her chest as she moved on his body, slowly he would drift his finger tips up her sides to where her arms met her body. The soft touch lingered only for a moment before he grabbed her arms and pulled them above her head rising and holding the young girls torso up. Her legs locked around him as she watched him, trying to sense his next move as he turned to press her onto the wall by the blastdoor.

"So...little snips thinks she knows what she wants? You will get more than you can handle...my apprentice."

"...Try me...Master." she smirked at him as she teased him with another hump of her crotch against his.

Anakin was immmune to her taunt, Padme had been quite the tease, but Ahsoka was not Padme...and so was not protected from his vengence. He smiled as he looked up at her as she smirked smuggly at him. She wanted to play with his emotions? Good, he would try on anger first. With that he rolled his hips, tossing her to the cold deck of his cabin. moving into a highguard he thrust his right knee into the deck forcing his body forward to envelop hers, his hand rising to close in the air, the power of the force choking his young apprentice as he snickered. Her body writhed and twitched with fear as she stared wide eyed at the man she longed for as he cut off her lungs from her lifebreath.

"M-ma--" she attempted to plead for him to release her fear and shock filling her eyes. When he released his tensed hand she felt the air rush her lungs and it hurt at first. The stinging in her throat and chest making her cough and sputter as she went to ask when when she was confronted with the sight of her mast now pulling down his bed pants as his erection stood at full mast, more impressive than the last time she had seen it. He grinned at her mischieviously and raised his hand. Ahsoka felt wind rush by her in the climate controlled cabin, her robes falling from her as she hit the wall nude, pinned in place by her master's powers. He was standing and approaching her, slight tears welled up in her eyes as she watched her master come towards her. His determined and focused lust for her was on full display as his bobbing flesh that swung between his legs revealed a slight glisten on the tip, the clear liquid foreign to her knowledge. She stared amazed at his sudden actions. She had never seen her master in this light. But when he reached out his free hand wrapping it around her headtail and stroking it gently the sensative organ's stimiluation sending emotions and tingles running through her, far outwaying her fear. He released her waving his hands as shackles flew from his stoage compartment magnetizing together around her pinned limbs and the wall.

"MASTER! Let me down!" she struggled against her bindings making torso bang off the wall as she fought with the little spare movement room she had. About enough distance for her to roll her hips and buck her shoulders some. As she was moving like this her master smoothly slid is now freed hands into place. One was placed just under her still warmed core, the hot wet folds rubbing against his cold metal digits. The other was stroking her abs and cleavage as she rolled her body, barely requiring any movement out of him.

"It looks to me, young one as if you do not really wish for that. Infact little snipps seems you are enjoying this. Perhaps more than you deserve to hm?" he snickered as her struggle did indeed look less and less like fighting and more like pleasuring herself. Her body shaking as her rolling and bucking became less jerky and more slow and deliberate, her body pressed down into his hand soaking it in her juices as she ground her way further into the burning she had been feeling since she entered the room.

"C-can it...skyguy j-just...dont move..."she stammered her panting breathe a dead give away of how close she was getting herself. Her master loved watching his padawan pushing herself to orgasm, but he wasnt going to let her get away with that nickname...not tonight.

"Mind you place, apprentice...my little snipps doesnt have any of the other masters here to protect her now. Its just my will tonight." Now snickering at her sounds of displeasure and frustration he pulled his hands back and started to stroke her headtails smelling her arousal pouring off of her. He revelled in the pleasure he got from tormenting her. She was whimpering at his light touches along the sensative striped flesh. She was staring at him with glazed eyes as he leaned in to kiss her slowly. Gently he pressed his tongue against her lips, then past her weakening defenses he drove his flesh into her mouth twisting and combatting her tongue for dominance. His length between his legs pressing up against her belly as he was closing the distance between them.

He let out a deep breath as he pulled from her mouth, several intense minutes had taken the breath from him, her body writhing against him as he smiled at her, her mouth was still open, her eyelids barely so. With her tongue half extended from her mouth, a small string of spit hanging fromher tongue as she panted the only words she could manage were incoherent as she was completely absorbed by the burning need for him. More than that however her body was begging for her to lash out at him, to strike him, to force him to give her what she wanted...but she couldnt muster the energy.

"What's that little soka?  Do you want master to give you something to put in that mouth?" He grinned at her dumbfounded look as he pressed his burning hot erection to her belly and grinding it slowly lower until his tip was just against her sopping and swollen lips.

"Or perhaps my apprentice would like it here?" he asked, knowing her answer. Feeling her emotions and her frustration before she could speak, he was pressing into the warm tight hole. He pressed himself in to the hilt. Ahsoke made small sounds of pain and pleasure, whimpering and grunting as her nubile form adjusted to his girth. He could sense it was her first time. It was a fresh and freeing feeling being burried inside her, and he only waited so long before he began to move himself in and out of her. As she began to sound more and more pleased his speed began to increase until he was pistoning in and out of her. Holding her by her shoulder and her rear he pulled her onto him as he drove himself into her. Hammering away at his young 'soka he began to sweat his body warming greatly, but never tiring.

"Master...oh...it feels...so...good." she moaned and let her head hang back as she gave herself over to the feelings and emotions that dominated her body. She panted as the pressure that seemed to be pumped physically into her by her masters driving cock was ballooning up to almost painful as she tensed and relaxed a thousand times, her whole body shuddering as she panted and babbled moaning out noises that she was sure weren't any known language. After what seemed like a century of glorious pleasure that was until something snapped. The damn broke and she bucked and screamed her masters name as she rode out the orgasm, the first of her life. Her eyes blinded by a bright warm light as her muscles twitched and shuddered as she grunted like a malfunctioning droid, her eyes rolled back into her head.

Anakin could feel the tensing and flexing of her vaginal walls, the organs lips gripping his cock hard as her body attempted milk him for all he was worth. Anakin not one to give in easily simply waited out the orgasm loving the feeling of his apprentice cumming for him. Once she had slumped forward basking in the after glow he released her bindings after pulling free of her dipping puss. He watched her slide down the wall to her knees panting her head resting on his thigh as she regained her strength.

"So...that...was..all you have...skyguy?" she quibbed at him, naive and unaware of her master's plan for her.