...e a big day tomorrow."
"Yes… yes, Master."
Hesitantly, Ahsoka approached her master as he watched her silently.
"Now what are you doing?" Anakin groaned with frustration.
"What, Master? I'm doing as you ask."
"Not in those filthy garbs." said Anakin. "Besides, communion with the Force is a fully tactile experience which cannot very well be accomplished when you're bound to the physical realm by those cumbersome rags."
"So then I should..."
"Undress, yes of course. And quickly, your Master grows impatient. I don't want to have anything interfering with our connection to the Force."
"As you say, Master." whispered Ahsoka, meekly.
Anakin watched intently as his young padawan disrobed.
As she stood before the Jedi knight, vulnerable and exposed, Ahsoka found herself staring down at her feet, unable to look her master in the eye. Cold, she began to shiver.
Anakin sat up for a moment, admiring his student’s nimble figure as it was bathed in the light of the twin moons. Clearly she had much yet to experience.
"Now come here." he beckoned. "It looks like you could use a little warmth in the Force."
Ahsoka attempted a smile but only briefly before deciding against it. Slowly, she approached the young master until she felt the push of an unseen hand thrusting her forward and into her master’s lap.
"Oh...!" she exclaimed as she found herself s...