Prompt 16 The night was warm, clear and calm as the lovely one with brown curly hair stood on the balcony, allowing the moon to cast her skin in a light that only one man could take the splendor in. She had smiled as she brushed her hair, gazing out onto the lakes of Naboo. This was what she always wanted, to spend time with her husband. Husband, the thought brought a wider smile to the young girls lips as she glanced back to gaze upon him. He had watched her every now and then as she brushed her hair, letting his eyes move over her form. She had stopped and glanced back to him, giving a soft laugh to him as she walked over and rested her hands on his shoulders. These were the short moments that they could spend together and be alone, without the watchful eyes of peoples around them to gaze at every single movement they made. She smiled and then slipped down into his lap, a soft contented sigh escaping her lips. He had simply wrapped his arms around her, placing a gentle kiss to her neck as he peered up at her, he laughed at her simple motions, but that was why he loved her, he loved who and what she was. Nothing could compare to her in his life, not even the Jedi Order. This was the moment that he lived in, with the memory of her, always plaguing his mind. She simply gave him a grin before forcing her entire weight on him to push him back down on the bed, as they toppled back he gave a grunt with his back hitting the matress. He reached up to touch her face in the most loving manner, to let her know he would always be there. No words were spoken, they didn't need to be, it was the touches, and the smiles, that showed their affections towards one another. How wrong this was, she knew this, but it never stopped her once things had begun to take their natrual course in the world. They were one, Padme knew this, forever and always. If he died, her heart would stop. She couldn't live without her, and he couldn't live without her. All she wanted, at this very moment, was to get lost in the heated embraces and passionate kisses of her beloved. To lay with him, and to have him claim her as he had done so many times before within the private confines of her home in Naboo. He rolled her over, and looked down at her, that now longish hair framing his face. He looked like a angel with the light cascading over his features, his bare chest showing, as she placed her hands on it. It wasn't long before he took notice of that look in her eyes, the fiery red color of passion gleaming just beneath the surface, and that, is exactly what he did. He made love to his wife, with soft touches and delicate kisses to her skin. These were the moments that one should live for, to be one with each other. It was then that she heard the voices coming towards her door, and she looked at Anakin in panic, and pushed him down onto the floor and he slipped under the bed, with her quickly throwing her gown back on. She bit her lip as Bail Organa came into the room to deliver a letter from someone. There was no name on it, but it was sealed in a red envelope, and her brows perked just slightly at this, and then he was gone. Anakin was under the bed grinning, he knew who the letter was from. She shook her head and sat at the edge of the bed, as he slipped out from under it. Prying open the letter she began to read the words, her cheeks flushing a bright pinkish red color at the words. It was signed with the initial S, she looked to Anakin and a smile crossed her lips, as she stood and embraced him. " Red, the color of passion, is what I see when I lay my lips to your own, and take your breathe away, " she said quoting the letters contents. All Anakin could do was laugh, and blush himself. Yes, these were the moments that everyone should enjoy.