TITLE:  The Undoing
AUTHOR:  Tam Chronin
SUMMARY:  Queen Amidala and Obi-Wan Kenobi have a romantic interlude 
between TPM and the next movie.  How will it effect their hearts...and 
Anakin's?
FANDOM:  Star Wars TPM
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The Undoing
We can't tell Anakin about this.  That was my first thought as our eyes 
locked on to each other and I closed the door behind me.  He was so 
young and he'd be crushed if he knew what his Master and I were about to 
do.  I was a 21 year-old woman, ruler of a planet.  He was only a 16 
year-old kid who had had a crush on me since he was nine.

"Obi-Wan, have we really known each other for that long?"

"What do you mean, love?"

"It's been six years since the Trade Federation tried to undermine my 
power here.  Some days it feels like ages since I became Queen of the 
Naboo, responsible for an entire world.  Other times it seems like only 
yesterday that you and Qui-Gon rescued me from the battle droids with 
your lightsabers flashing.  I had so wanted to show my appreciation then 
and there, but there was so much to do and I couldn't break my cover.  
You both gave me hope that day when I had nearly abandoned it.  Maybe I 
should show that appreciation now."  My lips curled in a coy smile as 
reached around his waist and tilted my head up for a kiss.

Obi-Wan laughed, something neither of us did enough these days.  "I'm 
not kissing you with all that make up on.  How do I know there isn't a 
handmaiden hiding under there?"

I assumed my commanding voice and demeanor.  "I am Queen of the Naboo 
and I demand that you kiss me!"

He raised an eyebrow.  "I am a Jedi Knight and I don't have to obey."

I pouted.  "I am a woman in love and I beg you to kiss me."

He sighed and held me closer.  "I am a man in love and I can't help 
myself."  Our lips brushed lightly at first, but we both needed more.  I 
trembled in his arms as his lips parted against mine.  I clutched the 
back of his head tightly, releasing the kiss only when I couldn't take any more.

"That wasn't so bad," I teased, grabbing a small cloth and wiping his 
face.  He shivered at my touch as I cleaned his face off, then he 
grabbed my hand and gently pulled the cloth from me.

"You do this every day?"  His eyes were wide as he realized how long it 
would take to remove all the make-up I wore.

"No, sometimes Rabe does it, sometimes Sabe does it, sometimes-"

"I get the picture."

"Actually, most of the time it is me.  I find it much easier to wash my 
face in the shower.  Would you like to help?"

He raised an eyebrow and then asked, "Shouldn't we get you out of that 
gown first?"

"Oh yes.  Please!"  The gowns were all cumbersome no matter how =
beautiful they were.  I loved to wear them, but more than that I loved 
to get out of them.

Obi-Wan stepped around behind me and began undoing the decorative 
buttons along the back.  As each one was undone I felt a little closer 
to freedom, a little of the weight of responsibility removed from me.  
The symbol of my office was gently lifted off of my shoulders by his 
deft fingers and the change left my skin feeling electrified.  I barely 
noticed him floating the heavy dress to a chair before he began the 
removal of my slip.  That went quickly along with my bra and panties.  
Removing all of that had always felt sensual, but this time it was a 
much more erotic feeling leaving me giddy with anticipation.  I reached 
up and removed the headdress, knowing that he wouldn't be able to remove 
it as adeptly as my practiced fingers.  He watched me as I let my hair 
loose at last and then held me close up against him.

"You're more beautiful than I ever imagined."

"Why, what kind of hag did you imagine?"

He just shook his head as he gazed into my eyes and ran his hands 
greedily over my bare flesh.  It felt so exotic to be standing against 
him naked while he was fully clothed.  I felt a shiver pass through me 
at the pure sensation of being so exposed for a change.  I put my hands 
on the back of his neck and pulled him close for another kiss.

Suddenly I pulled away and dashed for the bathroom.  Ducking behind the 
door I called out, "I'll start the water while you get undressed!"  I 
took one glance out long enough to see him cock back a boot to throw at 
me, but I ducked inside just in time.  It was so good to be with someone 
I could be playful with, my life was too full of seriousness.