Bastila

Your first thought is Bastila. You can tell that she loves you. You have also proven to her that you are strong enough to control your love for her. Last you had heard, she was headed to Coruscant to check on her mother in the hospital. You find her and meet her in the waiting room on her way out.

“How is she?”

“She is getting better,” Bastila responds, “Thank you again for giving me the chance to fix that relationship.”

You smile at her, and lean in for a soft kiss.

“Not in public,” she chides you, blushing with enjoyment, “We are still Jedi you know.”

“Then where would you like to go?” You think to yourself that is a good question. Jedi don’t exactly rent apartments.

“There are a lot of private meditation chambers at the temple,” she says with a smile.

You follow her to the Jedi temple and find a quiet corridor with deserted meditation rooms up and down it. You pick one and as soon as you two are inside, you slam the door and can’t keep your hands off of each other. You toss your robes aside and throw off your undergarments. You take a step back and stare at each other in awe. After all, this is the first time you’ve seen each other naked. You’ve barely even seen Bastila since you professed your love to her on the Star Forge, and most of that time was spent at the Jedi celebration ceremony; talking to Jedi masters, everyone involved receiving a Cross of Glory, feasting. You haven’t had any private time, and you are sure to make use of this time now. You pull her into your arms, kissing her deeply, and rubbing her breasts.

Just then, you hear the door start to open.

Shit! You forgot to lock it behind you.

Who could it be?