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The flight back to Coruscant was quiet. Rhiann showered in the back of the ship while Anakin brooded up front. She was about to get dressed when the holovid sprang to life and the Council appeared in front of her. Eepping as she wrapped her fluffy bathrobe tighter around her she bowed to the Council and sat down for the wonderfully fun task of making reports.

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“With Anjkaw you say. Recorded it did you?” Yoda asked for the third time making that ‘hrmmm’ sound of his after Rhiann answered again, her tail twitching furiously inside her robe.

“Yes Master Yoda, as you can see from the holovid recording. Senator Hyku'lij is doing business with the Hutts. He is engaging in slave trade, in the Republic. Which last time I checked was considered illegal.” Some of Rhiann’s pent up frustration leaked out and she didn’t miss Obi-Wan’s cocked brow when he caught the slip.

“You seem to be agitated Rhiann, is anything wrong?”

/Yes…just planning your slow death for leaving me alone with him Obi…/ “No nothing is wrong Master Kenobi. I’m just tired.” Rhiann replied through gritted teeth. /He knows full well that Anakin drove me insane…/

“Well get some sleep and report in first thing when you arrive tomorrow.”

“Yes Master.” Rhiann gratefully turned off the holovid and closing her eyes; sighed as she leaned back in her chair. Only to find herself staring up the length of Anakin’s body when she opened them.

“Oh holy fuck!” She exclaimed as she launched up and out of the chair. “I bloody hate it when you do that!”

Anakin just shrugged and walked towards where she landed.

“I know. I just like seeing your tail stick spasm out.”

Rhiann clutched her robe close and her eyes narrowed as she finally calmed down enough to notice him moving towards her. She started edging for the door but stopped when he gave her that ‘don’t-even-think-about-it’ look. Rolling her eyes, Rhiann took up the defiant stance of crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at him. Anakin just chuckled at her.

“Rhiann…about earlier-”

“Oh no, we are not going to discuss that. Just forget about it. It had to be done, just part of the mis—eEPP!” Rhiann let out a startled squeak when Anakin suddenly had her pinned up against the wall.

“Ow! Ow! Tail smushy! Tail smushy!” She cried out as a jolt of pain went up her spine. Anakin stepped back just enough to give her an inch to move.

“That didn’t seem to bother you last time.” *wicked smartass arrogant grin*

“Well my mind was focused on other things at the time.” *glare back* Rhiann realized that she had never really been aware of the four inch height difference till now, when she was trying puff up and look menacing. Catching onto to her thought, Anakin leaned down till his head was beside hers.

“You’re not going to scare me off KitKat. *leans in more and brushes his lips against her throat* I plan on keeping my word. We will finish what we started; we will finish it many times over before I’m satisfied. And I probably *tongue darts across skin* won’t stop there.”

Rhiann felt her eyes cross when he brushed his lips across her throat, her knees about buckled when his tongue joined in. She was scrambling about inside her head to gather what little reason and sense she had left.

“Anakin. I don’t want this. /Gods I want this/”

“Well you seem to be at war with yourself…” He chuckled as one of his hands started playing with the ties to her robe. Rhiann immediately smacked at his hands.

“Yea, so what if I am. Any female, live or dead, would find you attractive and want to sleep with you. I just happen to have the luck to know you so I know what you’re like.”

“What I’m like?” He asked puzzled. Rhiann licked her lips as she realized that she just put herself under more scrutiny.

“Yes what you’re like. You keep track of women like there’s some sort of prize at the end. They couldn’t mean more to you than the tissues you blow your nose with.”

“There haven’t been that ma-”

“Really?” Rhiann glared up at him. “Then tell me their names. Hell I’d be satisfied if you could remember three of their names.”

Anakin glared down, and then glanced off to the right as he thought about it. A look of triumph passed over his face and he beamed down at her.

“Leanea, Trishja, and…and…” Trailing off he looked away from her again.

“And?”

“Fine, you win I don’t remember. I bet you can’t either!” Anakin said as he pulled away from her a few steps.

“What?”

“I know you’ve slept with a few guys.”

“How did you know that?!” Rhiann exclaimed as she frantically tried to remember if she ever told him, but knowing that she never had.

“I’ve known since the first one. I could always tell. You were different.” He said as he looked away again. Rhiann looked at him questioningly and a bit weird.

“What are you talking about?”

“Never mind it’s besides the point. Come on name some of them.”

“Fine. Nicoliqa, Wydan, Sajil, Gabri, and Petryi. I can count mine on one hand.” Rhiann held her hand up at him and glared hard. “Now what where you talking about, knowing.”

“You acted different. You walked different. You didn’t hang out with me like you used too.” Anakin replied looking down at the floor. “And you….you didn’t exactly hide your sheets that well.”

Rhiann’s eyes widen and her jaw dropped. /He saw them!/ When she had first had sex it had been painful and she had bled a lot. Her bed sheets were stained horribly and she had been trying to get them to the launders without anyone seeing them. But of course, Anakin with his habit of popping out of nowhere; had bumped into her causing her to drop them. Part of a bloody sheet had popped out of the bag and he had glanced down. Rhiann thought she had pushed it back in before he saw, muttering something about cycles and ran off.

“You never said anything!” She accused him and jabbed him in the chest. Anakin swatted at her hand and grabbed it. Rhiann tried to jerk it back but he held it.

“Well of course not. At first I thought it might have been your cycles, then a few days later I remember you only get one about every six months…and you had just had it a few weeks before. After that I started watching you and I noticed the changes.” He said thoughtfully as his thumb traced little circles over her palm.

“What kind of changes?” Rhiann asked suspiciously, experimentally tugging on her hand, only to have Anakin’s grip harden slightly.

“Well…you acted different around me. You wouldn’t start random sparring like you did before. You wouldn’t use me for a pillow or foot rest when we did movies nights. You walked different too. *chuckle* Sashaying your hips enough to make all males in the vicinity drool. *evil chuckle* Not to mention your boobs got bigger too.”

Rhiann jerked and twisted her hand out of his grasp and shoved him. Anakin stumbled backwards over the chair and almost recovered accept that Rhiann pounced onto his chest, sending him crashing to the floor. Her tail wrapped around one hand and his other was pinned between them.

“You liar!! You said you never noticed them!” She yelled accusingly at him.

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