The distance between your faces grew ever slimmer as his breath fanned against your cheeks. “Just follow my lead." Anakin’s silent words provoked the twist of your stomach as his calloused hand moved down from your waist to your hip.

You and him had been chosen to take a mission together. To gather information. You would surely play the part with that blush on her cheeks, that soft smile on your lips. No would could tell you were acting, neither could you.