“Snips, did I say you could talk?” Anakin said sharply. “Why…?”
Through heavy breaths, Anakin replied, “Because you’re my apprentice, Snips. Xnx “M-Master Anakin,” She cried softly. Upon closer inspection, her eyes widened in a panic. “M-Master Anakin,” She cried softly. There they remained for what seemed like an eternity, locked in a world all their own, their bodies like one as Anakin held Ahsoka firmly, his Jedi robe thick with human sweat and Togruta tears while his hands still clasped the young girl’s breasts… She awoke the next morning still naked under her master’s arm, his hand lightly fondling her small, supple breasts. Timidly, little Ahsoka approached her master, holding his blanket to her chest. Anakin was determined to utterly subjugate his student-turned-consort in a way she would never forget.
