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Archive: MA, or ask me

Category: Q/O, Parody, PWP

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Padme finds something of Obi-Wan's. Anakin would rather not know.

Disclaimer: George's characters, not mine.

Feedback: Yes please

Note: This is for my master, Cuimne, with love. Many thanks to Bonny my wonderful beta. She knows what I want to say better than I do.

Padme picked up the small chip from the floor where it had fallen and stared at it.

"Ani, is this yours?" she called.

"Hmm?" from the next room. Her husband appeared in the doorway. "Is what mine?"

Padme held up her find. "It's a vidchip. I think it fell out of your travel bag. There's no label, no ID. Strange. Do you know what's on it?"

Anakin took the small chip from his wife and turned it over in his hand. "No, I haven't seen this before. It looks old. From *my* bag? I wonder if it was in one of the pockets."

Moving to the bed, he picked up one of the handles of the half- unpacked travel bag. "This is Obi-Wan's bag. When I knew I'd have a chance to see you, I was in such a hurry I grabbed the first bag I saw." He slid his arm around her waist to pull her close but she extracted herself, took the vidchip from him and moved into the lounge, snapping the chip into position in the player.

"I wonder if it's Master Obi-Wan's," she said as the image appeared on the screen.

"Oh!" they said in unison, sitting heavily on the couch. Yes, it was Anakin's master on the screen looking much younger, still a padawan himself with his own master. And said master was kissing said padawan passionately, hands roaming over the firm young body, pulling at tunics, exposing skin.

The screen went blank as Anakin hit the stop button.

"Oh, no - I want to see!" Padme said as she grabbed the control and turned it back on. "I can't believe it - they were lovers! How long do you think..."

"It's disgusting!" Anakin flopped back, one hand over his eyes. "I didn't even know he was gay."

The two lovers on the screen were rapidly getting each other naked: kissing lips, necks, nipples, hands caressing, taking arms from sleeves, kicking off boots.

"Oh come on! How could you not know. Look at the way he is around Bail."

"Who's Bail? Oh, you mean the queer senator from Alderaan. You mean they..." Anakin groaned. "My own master! All that crap about not forming attachments. Wait 'till I see him!"

"Will you shut up. I'm trying to watch this."

The men were on a bed now and had slowed down their frantic pace a little. Hips undulated in an easy rhythm as they rocked together, pressing close, the big man on top.

Anakin rose and began to pace. "Padme, turn it off. We shouldn't be watching this."

"Get out of the way, I can't see. How old do you think he is there? About 20? 19? God! Just look at that!"

"I really don't want to. We should just put it back and pretend..."

"Shhh! I can't hear."

"Hear what?!" The only soundtrack to the vid was deep throaty groans, gasps of pleasure and then the slap of skin on skin.

"No. They're not... Padme!"

His wife's face was quite flushed. She shifted in her seat a little. The sounds from the vid grew louder.

Anakin tilted his head to one side. "That must hurt." He sat down again.

"Oh yes, oh fuck me, oh please, more, yes, fuck me...."

Padme's eyes glazed over.

"I feel sick." Her husband covered his face with both hands.

"Now, yes, yes yes yesyesyesyes..." An almost animal howl was followed by a deep groan; gasping, panting, sweat-covered bodies collapsed together.

The screen went blank.

Padme cleared her throat and shook her head. "I, erm.." She had to clear her throat again to continue. "Well. I'll just pop this back in the bag." She got up and reached for the vidchip. "Is it copy protected? I wonder if there are any more in there."

Anakin stood in her way. "I don't believe it. You enjoyed that. You really enjoyed it."

"Well, it is rather nice to see two hunky men getting it off together like that."

"You perv! How can you like watching that? Two men! It's just..." He gave up. "I'm going for a walk. I need some fresh air."

She waited until he'd left then searched the bag but failed to find more treasure. So she inserted the chip back into the player and settled back on the couch. "Take your time, Ani love," she whispered.