Padme tries to resist.

Ashoka slowly removed her hand from Padme's lips, and gently pushed Padme down. With her free hand she stroked the hair behind Padme's ear. She leaned forward and kissed her neck tenderly. The sensation sent shivers down Padme's spine, a low moan escaping Padme's throat.

She felt Ahsoka smirking against her neck "I've always loved your neck".

Padme gulped, feeling embarrassed. She bit her lip, wanting to stop moaning. "Is...is this a fever dream Ahsoka?"

"No", the voice said, husky and sensual. It sent chills down Padme's spine.

"Then why am I...what...?" Padme's breath hitched as she felt Ahsoka's hands begin wandering downwards towards her bottom. It took everything in her power to push them away and prevent Ahsoka from getting a better grasp of the situation.

Ahsoka lifted her head, her eyes still shining in lust. Padme blushed bright crimson. She couldn't believe she was behaving in such a way in front of Ahsoka, a female. Not that it mattered as much right then.

"Ahsoka, I..." Padme tried to find the words to explain, but was lost when those red eyes locked on to hers once again. She didn't know what Ahsoka wanted from her, she had no clue whether she was supposed to reciprocate Ahsoka's feelings, or simply act as usual in the future and move passed their current moment.

Ahsoka tilted her head slightly, her smile widening. She raised her hand that was previously gripping Padme's chin and caressed softly her pink plump lips. The motion made Padme shudder in delight. She had never been this close to the Togrutan before. Their faces were close enough for Ahsoka to whisper into Padme's ears "come to bed."

"Wh...what!?"

"Come to bed." Was the only answer. And with that, Ahsoka pulled at Padme's arms, bringing her closer.

The position was intimate to say the least, as every part of their bodies touched and they both breathed heavily.

"Please, Ahsoka. We have things to discuss." Padme said sternly trying hard not to sound pleading. Or at least that's what she thought she was doing.

She felt Ahsoka chuckle as she continued stroking her face, moving towards her eyes. She felt herself lean into the touch, enjoying it and letting out a contented sigh as Ahsoka moved even closer. Padme blinked slowly, taking in Ahsoka's intoxicating scent and letting out a groan. It was intoxicating, addictive. She'd never smelled anything like it before, she was certain it must be illegal.

There wasn't even a hint of anything else in the room, only the overwhelming scent of Ahsoka. Padme closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, and she swore her mind was going blank.

Everything else seemed like a blur except Ahsoka's intoxicating scent and those ruby red eyes, watching Padme with interest.

And that's the moment Ahsoka leaned in, and Padme could feel her soft lips grazing over her own. Padme gasped, her entire body tingling and her eyes opening in surprise, just when she thought it was too late to pull away she felt Ahsoka take another step into her personal space. And this time she could smell something more distinct and familiar, one particular spice she liked very much.

Her breath hitched as she felt Ahsoka kiss her lightly once more, savoring her mouth while running her tongue across her lower lip.

"Come to my bed, Padme." Ahsoka whispered huskily. "You'll like it there."