Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

Chapter 510 Love Blooms on Tatooine 2

When all this happened, Spider-Man didn't know what he was doing. He was a little confused, but he knew exactly his actions and decisions - the distance between him and Ahsoka was only an inch.

He couldn't explain why, but there was a more primitive, deeper urge inside him.

It felt so new, like something from a galaxy far, far away, and yet so natural. It was like some long-repressed emotion had been released, and this strong feeling surged inside him.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze between the two of them. The brave boy was faced with the moment of choice again, and it seemed that neither of them was willing to take the first step.

In a gesture that was almost sacred and delicate, he gently touched his lips to Ahsoka's. Spider-Man felt her stiffen for a moment, and when he was about to pull away, at the last moment, Ahsoka responded to the brief kiss, but he had already pulled back.

"Oooooh..." Ahsoka's breath caught in her throat.

Spider-Man's courage just now disappeared like smoke at this moment, and his face was flushed. He began to stammer, "Ahsoka, I'm really sorry! I... you see, I... I don't actually know what I'm doing. It's just..."

He was surprisingly quiet when he felt Ahsoka gently place a finger on his lips. In Ahsoka's eyes, Spider-Man saw a conflicting look of hesitation, which then turned into determination.

"Can you try again?" Ahsoka's voice was soft and expectant, her orange cheeks showing a hint of softness.

Faced with her question, Spider-Man was silent for a moment, "I..." he began to say, but the words still lingered in his throat.

At this moment, they seemed to be in an unknown universe, full of unknown adventures and gentle expectations. Under the blazing twin suns of Tatooine, Ahsoka looked particularly charming. Although her beauty was rare in the eyes of others, it was even more poetic and picturesque in that light and shadow.

Spider-Man's heart was filled with ripples, and he leaned forward and tried to kiss her again. The kiss was like a spring breeze, gentle and passionate, and then he gently pulled away.

"How does it feel?" he asked softly, his eyes full of anticipation.

Ahsoka shook her head slightly, and said in a low voice, almost so that only the two of them could hear, "One more time."

This time, Spider-Man's kiss was more affectionate. The young Avenger's arms tightly embraced the Jedi Padawan, and her hands naturally slid to his chest and slowly hugged his neck.

Both of them were breathing faster, as if they were fighting for something, but both wanted more. Ahsoka whispered again, "One more time." This time her voice was firmer.

Spider-Man nodded and kissed her again, but this time his kiss was more passionate and more eager. However, the kiss ended quickly, and both of them were a little breathless.

After a brief silence, Spider-Man asked softly, "Again?"

Ahsoka shook her head slightly, pressing her forehead against his and whispered, "Don't stop." Her voice was filled with emotion and determination.

At those words, all the doubts and reservations Spider-Man had had melted away. Their kiss became freer, more passionate. Ahsoka held him close, running her hands through his hair, trying to pull him closer. And Spider-Man held her close, moving one hand down to feel the trembling and neediness of her body.

Their kiss became more passionate, to the point where Ahsoka began to whimper. The sound made Spider-Man's heart burn even more.

He felt her soft skin, her voice, her scent, her intoxicating breath. Ever since Mortis, he and Ahsoka had been at odds. But in this moment, under the twin suns of Tatooine, their feelings were heightened, as if the entire universe was witnessing their love. At this moment, their emotions were like a broken dam, pouring out.

The feeling was intoxicating, like an irresistible temptation. Their emotions were so strong that they were both drawn to it.

Finally, they stopped panting, as if they had run out of air.

They snuggled together tightly, foreheads touching, eyes meeting. In this moment of silence, Spider-Man whispered: "That... that is..."

Ahsoka chuckled, like an innocent girl. Spider-Man was also infected by this laughter, and his arms were wrapped around her waist again. Her shoulders were pressed against his shoulders, and her fingers gently placed on the back of his head.

They stood in each other's arms, basking in the sunlight, existing only in each other's sight. Until... Ahsoka stared at the boy curiously and asked softly, "So, what's going on?"

Spider-Man replied blankly, earning a laugh from Ahsoka.

"Well... you know," she emphasized.

Spider-Man stuttered a little as he tried to find an explanation again: "Oh...Oh!" A red color appeared on his cheeks.

Ahsoka giggled again, which made him feel a little helpless.

He tried to calm himself, cleared his throat, and replied: "With what happened in Mortis, I am worried about the impact on our relationship. And..."

"Yeah…don't remind me of that," Ahsoka interrupted.

The two smiled at each other, then Spider-Man turned serious when he saw Ahsoka bit her lip. He nudged her slightly, as if to ask what was wrong.

Ahsoka took a deep breath and said, "The thing is, I don't know if this is the right thing to do..."

Spider-Man gently corrected her, "Don't think about that."

Ahsoka's eyes flashed with confusion: "But..."

Spider-Man held her hand tightly and said softly, "No buts, don't be nervous."

Ahsoka nodded, "Um…did I ever say I was sorry for what happened on Mortis?"

Spider-Man nodded and said with a somewhat shameless tone: "Although we all know that is not true-"

"That really happened." Ahsoka shook her head, a hint of helplessness in her tone. "I just...it happened in the most unacceptable way."

"Hey, hey, let the past be the past." Spider-Man comforted her softly, gently stroking her cheek and letting her look up at him. "We must face the future bravely and make sure we can do better tomorrow. If there is anything that bothers us, we should be honest about it instead of burying it in our hearts."

"Master Yoda always tells us what to do or what not to do. The word 'try' is never in our code."

Spider-Man smiled slightly, "Okay, maybe that's a fallacy - you can't accomplish most things unless you try..."

She gently slapped his hand away, pretending to be offended, but with a smile on her face.

"So...are you...willing to try it?" Spider-Man asked softly, with a hint of anticipation. "Let's be together...I mean, date together."

Ahsoka pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Perhaps I can consider it."

Hearing this answer, Spider-Man felt relieved and the corners of his mouth raised in a satisfied smile.

"What about Barriss? You haven't forgotten about her, have you?" Ahsoka asked.

Ahsoka found his dazed and confused expression very funny. "You know she was the one who tried to get close to you first, right?"

Spider-Man's voice was low and weak, like a little mouse whispering: "I remember. It's just... I'm still trying to figure out whether this is a confused dream. Two very charming and excellent girls like me."

Ahsoka was amused by his appearance and pecked him gently on the lips. "Now you are ours, and we are yours."

Spider-Man hung his head and muttered, "If Aunt May saw the two of us together, she would probably have a heart attack."

Ahsoka kissed him again, and Spider-Man's thoughts were gently touched, and the deep worry seemed to dissipate with her tenderness.

"Let's take it slow," she whispered softly, her lips pressed together again, as if guarding the silent oath between them.

In this warm moment, Spider-Man seemed to be lost in her charming eyes, his hands slowly wandering over her smooth back, as if searching for something.

What they didn't know was that the scene of their whispering and constant kissing was being noticed by two other people.

Padmé looked at her flustered and conflicted husband, a hint of teasing in her eyes, "She really can bring encouragement to you."

Anakin shook his head, seeming confused. "I don't know if I feel proud, like I feel the need to protect her. But I know Spider-Man, he's my friend. If he does anything wrong…"

Padmé gently interrupted him, her smile growing wider. "Ani, Ani. She is your Padawan, just like you love your own sister. Can you feel her trust in you?"

Anakin nodded slowly, seeming to think about his wife's words.

Padmé continued, "Peter is an amazing young man. He understands your pain better than you think." She reached out tenderly and gently stroked her husband's cheek. "As long as we give them trust and support, they will naturally find a way to solve the problem."

Anakin frowned slightly, as if he wanted to refute his wife's point of view. However, when he saw the light of love in Padmé's eyes, all his refutations turned into silent sighs. He finally chose to accept it and hugged Padmé tightly in his arms.

As the sun gradually set, the twin suns of Tatooine cast golden light on the horizon. The four of them stared at this beautiful scene in pairs, their hearts filled with expectations and hopes for the future.

As the setting sun got closer to the horizon, Anakin's shadow became more and more prominent, revealing a tall and dangerous aura that did not seem like what a Jedi Knight should have. However, whether he was willing to accept it or not, this elongated shadow was a part of him.