Fandom: Star Wars
Prompt: fanfic50 #36 Dress
Word Count: 144
Author's Notes: Written for another community but I decided it fit well here too ^_^
The flickering firelight generated a golden halo around her head. Highlighted her lips. Gave her skin a soft shimmer. That skin... there was so much of it uncovered! How he longed to caress it and kiss it and claim it for his own.
Her bosom heaved as she spoke. His eyes dipped down into the shadow, but alas, the nether regions were, in fact, covered. Every time he checked. Which was approximately every two seconds.
He couldn't process what she was saying. Something about how they couldn't do this, they'd be living a lie, it would lead to disaster, blah blah. Maybe this time... no, still covered. Gah! Stop it, she's talking, you have to be coherent!
Padmé seemed to enjoy torturing him so. What was she thinking, wearing such a sexy gown and then denying him? The woman definitely had an evil streak.