Anakin

Anakin smiled as he looked at Padme, sitting in the field on Naboo to protect her as they enjoyed the other's company.

However, not everything was as... happy as it appeared.

He loved Padme, desired her, wanted her, craved her, and wanted nothing more than to be the one to claim her and had to keep resisting and resisting.

He'd done it for years, since he last saw her by chance when he was 14 and now here he was 19 and the desire for her never subsided, it only grew and grew.

It didn't help when he had seen her in her sleep wear or in her "casual" dress that showed off her body and curves that would make any sane man that saw her burn with desire.

It was hitting harder and harder because he could sense her own feelings.

She wanted him too, she wanted to love him, to be with him, to fuck him, and so much more, but she was holding back because it was improper.

Because she felt hiding it and living a lie was too great a price for the chance of happiness.

How she would try to form a relationship with someone else to forget her feelings for Anakin.

The feeling of her desire and the feeling of her attraction to some others that crossed her mind is what finally made something inside of Anakin snap.

Padme was his!

No one else's!

He'd had so little to call his own for years and years of his life.

He'd been put down for his entire life, first by slave owners and then by the Jedi who were just jealous of his power and talent!

He'd had to abandon his mother and now dealt with dreams of her dying in pain and suffering without him being able to do anything about it.

He'd had to bury his desires and love for Padme lest the Jedi lash out at one or both of them for it.

He'd had to suppress his desire for different female Jedi he had seen that flaunted their bodies and acted so superior to him even though he had more power than them and more skill, but still they looked down on him.

Now Padme was going to leave him?!!?

She was going to go to another and spread her legs for them?!!?

She was going to fuck, suck, give and get pleasure, and be impregnated with someone else?!?!

NO!

All of Anakin's restraint and control broke from that.

He called the Force to him, feeling it answer his call with glee and anticipation.

He almost paused as he felt it, a darker sensation mixed with the light and the feeling of the Force itself, eagerly willing him to use his power, but the light and the Force were also willing him to do so.

"Padme." Anakin started making her look at him as he sounded so serious and had an intense look on his face.

"Yes, Ani? Are you okay?" She asked, clearly worried that his joke of being hurt while riding was in fact not as much of a joke as she thought.

Anakin stared at her, so many ideas and plans running through his mind as he readied himself to answer her and make her his.