... barred doors. He looked to the side, picked up a sickle- like key, and slowly opened the gate. He did it silently, making Padme think that he was not supposed to be here.
"Well you look like a cute little boy." Padme said, she knew she needed to butter up to this kid," What brings you to my prison cell?"
The dark haired boy said nothing, closing the doors behind him. He took several steps towards the imprisoned senator, and stood a foot higher than her. Boba liked to be in control, he liked to dominate the weak.
"You will kiss me" the boy said hesitantly. His brown eyes peered into Padme's.
"Well I don't know about that. You are very young. What is your name?" Padme tried to steer the conversation. If she could persuade the boy to set her free, she could then free Anakin, and maybe even find Obi-Wan.
"Boba. And if you want the key, you will kiss me." Boba demanded. After seeing the pretty woman up close he was completely infatuated with her.
"I am in your debt. You are such a sweet young boy. Alright, one kiss" Padme conceded.
Boba stooped and leaned in for the kiss, while Padme stuck out her cheek. His soft lips pecked the senator's smooth skin, and then Boba recoiled quickly.
"No. I want a real kiss!" He raised his voice a little; he knew he had power over h...