Fic
Title: One Step Closer
Author: xr8fordgirl
Genre: fluffy sex
Time frame: Getting closer to Anakin's fall in RotS which is NOT going to happen here *scowls in GL's general direction*
Paring: Obi/Ani (like there's anyone else)
Rating: R for sex
Disclaimer:Sadly I still don't own the SW universe so I'm just playing with the boys for a little while *snickers* well they're playing with each other *sighs happily*
Summary: Um........er........lots of smoochies?
Notes: Bucket alert. I'm upping the bucket alert cos that's all this is vomit inducing fluff. I promise this is leading to the wedding, honestly but this is the way my Muse made me write it so it's all her fault ;) Anywho this is part one of three which I've never done before so bear with me if it stinks or makes no sense
"Tell me again why Anakin and I are on this ship with you?" he paused waiting for Quin to say something. Anything! He sighed when Quin remained stubbornly silent. "And where was that again?" Obi-Wan asked through clenched teeth.
"I didn't tell you the first time so stop nagging me and I didn't tell you where we're going either. Don't you have some mission reports to fill out for Anal Windu? You're worse than an old woman sometimes." Quin muttered not looking away from the ships controls.
"Old woman!" Obi-Wan huffed and stalked off muttering under his breath. He was highly suspicious of this whole mission they'd been 'ordered on' and since when did a mission so secretive Anakin and Obi-Wan had no idea what it was involve one of Padme's sleek silver ships. They might as well have a huge neon sign over the ship announcing where they were. The bloody thing was visible from half a galaxy away.
Quinlan grinned at Obi-Wan's retreating back.
Obi-Wan found Anakin in their room tinkering with R2's myriad of enhancements Anakin had added over the years to the little droid. Obi-Wan swore sometimes the robot was more human than most people were. He certainly had a personality that Anakin's fiddling seemed to have inadvertently created
Anakin looked up as Obi-Wan flopped on the bed and laid on his back staring blindly at the ceiling. He smiled indulgently at his lover. "Quin won't talk huh?"
Obi-Wan pushed himself into a sitting position. "Blasted man is going to be the death of my blood pressure." he grumbled. "And he called me an old woman." he said sitting up straighter in his indignation.
Anakin snorted out a surprised laugh, earning him a filthy look from Obi-Wan who failed to see anything humorous at all. "What's so funny?" Obi-Wan muttered with ill grace, his eyes narrowing.
"You're cute when you're angry." Anakin said sitting back from R2, still smiling at his annoyed lover.
"Cute?" Obi-Wan sputtered. He stood and stalked to the door, intending to find somewhere he could be alone and while he wouldn't admit he was sulking, if he was atleast honest with himself he was doing exactly that. He got no further than opening the door.
Anakin's hand reached past him and slapped the door panel, closing it then for good measure he locked it too. Obi-Wan hadn't even heard him move. Sith he was silent when he wanted to be.
Obi-Wan tried to turn but found himself pinned to the door by Anakin's body. "What are you doing?" He asked as Anakin molded his body to Obi-Wan's, his heat seeping through his robes.
"I take it back." he breathed into Obi-Wan's neck making him shiver. "You not cute when you're mad. You're so hot I want to bury myself in you and stay there for an eternity."
Obi-Wan shuddered and blinked owlishly at the door. He never could work out how Anakin thought he was hot or sexy or any of the other adjectives he used to describe him. He was just Obi-Wan. Certainly there was nothing particularly special about him, but Anakin's growing erection pressing firmly between their bodies was suggesting otherwise.
Anakin sighed. "I can hear you, you know." he murmered. It was entirely probable he'd never be able to get Obi-Wan to understand what he saw when he looked at his lover. The way his body moved with that fluid grace that hinted at the strength it contained, a lifetime of training. But what made Obi-Wan so damn irresistible to Anakin were his eyes. They mirrored his every thought and mood and Anakin could stare into them for hours if he was given half a chance. They seemed to reflect every colour of the environment around him and changed to match his lovers moods.
He'd often wondered as a Padawan how many of his age mates had crushes on Obi-Wan. He knew atleast half the female population of the temple seemed to at one point or another and while Anakin had secretly shared their opinion of his master he wasn't so stupid as to say so. Eventually though their hormone driven infatuations had faded except Anakin who found himself falling deeper in love with his Master than he knew was prudent.
He was powerless to stop the feelings and in all honesty he never really wanted to. His love for Obi-Wan kept him grounded during the long school days when he had no-one to really talk to or any friends to speak of. His Master became everything to Anakin in every way possible.
"You do this to me." He breathed into Obi-Wan's neck as he rubbed his now hard erection against Obi-Wan's hip through their robes. "All you have to do is walk in the room and I'm like this. Wanting to be inside you. Wanting you inside me."
Obi-Wan moaned low in his throat and leaned back into Anakin's heat, his bad mood and irritation at Quinlan completely forgotten. He didn't care where they were going as long as they were together.
Anakin strung tiny kisses across the back of Obi-Wan's neck, loving the shiver he felt run through him. Reaching around him, Anakin stroked Obi-Wan's hardening length and not for the first time he cursed the ridiculous amount of layers the Jedi were required to wear, especially when they separated Anakin from touching and caressing Obi-Wan's skin.
He muttered in frustration and yanked his lovers pants down, freeing him. Obi-Wan whimpered as the cooler air of the ship caressed him. Anakin slipped his hand around the base and slowly stroked up and down until Obi-Wan was practically vibrating with desire. The heat radiating from Obi-Wan felt incredible.
Obi-Wan let his head fall against the door, his breathing ragged. "Don't move." he heard his lover say. Anakin's hand felt so good as it worked up and down his hard length and he struggled to do as he was asked and let Anakin do what ever it was he had in mind but the urge to push into Anakin's had was almost unbearable. Before he could voice a protest he was abruptly spun around and Anakin was on his knees and deep throated him.
He slumped against the door held up unsteadily on legs turned to jelly. "Sith." he swore. He closed his eyes again convinced he saw stars and they certainly weren't the ones whizzing past the ship.
Anakin hummed around his lovers impressively hard length. Obi-Wan's screwed his eyes closed, the incredible sensation of Anakin's mouth registering in what was left of his conscious mind. The exquisite feel of the Anakin's mouth pushing Obi-Wan to what little limit he had left
"I.........stop." he begged Anakin his normally formidable control hanging by a thread. He made the mistake of looking down at Anakin while he was still being swallowed by his lover and came within a hairs breath of coming. He didn't want to finish that way. He wanted Anakin in him.
Anakin pulled back slowly letting Obi-Wan slip free of his mouth with an audible pop. He raised an eyebrow in question at his lover. "What?" breathed over Obi-Wan's glistening head making him shiver violently. Obi-Wan's eyes were glued to Anakin's as his tongue snacked out and captured the drop of desire beading on the head of his erection.
He swooped down and kissed Anakin harder than he'd intended, tasting himself on Anakin's tongue. It didn't take them long to get lost in the kiss. Anakin rose until he was standing without breaking the kiss. He backed Obi-Wan against the door again and captured his face between his hands and consumed Obi-Wan's mouth. Held in place he let Anakin do whatever he wanted which appeared to be kissing him senseless.
One of these days he was going to remember to try the idea he had of kissing Anakin to an orgasm without touching him anywhere but his lips. The idea of kissing him to an orgasm turned Obi-Wan on so much he was tempted to try it now and he might have had Anakin not taken him in his warm, slick hand scattering all thoughts but one.
"Fuck me." Obi-Wan uncharacteristically demanded into Anakin's mouth.
Anakin loved it when Obi-Wan was so turned on he forgot his propriety and demanded what he wanted from Anakin. What he needed.
"Now?" he asked freeing himself from his pants, and smearing the evidence of his and Obi-Wan's desire over both their erections.
"Yes." Obi-Wan hissed, Anakin's hand felt incredible. "Now." he was spun again and faced the door, Anakin at his back. He slowly pushed a finger into Obi-Wan's tight heat. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and moaned so low in his throat Anakin felt goosebumps race across his skin.
He pushed another two fingers into Obi-Wan making sure he was ready. Obi-Wan pushed back against Anakin's fingers craving the friction he needed to come.
"Oh no you don't." Anakin laughed breathlessly. He slowly removed his fingers and used his knee to push Obi-Wan's legs a little further apart. Holding his breath he pushed slowly into Obi-Wan, biting his lip against the urge to slam into him. Remembering the torture of Obi-Wan's the night he'd asked Anakin to marry him and he'd entered Anakin so slowly he thought he was going insane, Anakin slowed down even further earning him a moaned request to move now dammit.
He grunted, sweat beading on his forehead as he fought his bodies instinct to move.
Obi-Wan wanted hard and fast and pushed backwards suddenly impaling himself on Anakin's hard length. He grunted and pulled forward again and before Anakin could even comprehend how Obi-Wan had turned the tables on him and taken control, he found himself almost out of Obi-Wan. Only the head of his erection was encased in Obi-Wan's body.
He grabbed his hips stopping him from pushing backwards but couldn't control his own reaction and surged forward burying himself so deep inside his lover he lost what little breath he had, what was left of his brain registered the incredible sensation.
"Need....more." Obi-Wan grunted driven so far past the point of reason by Anakin's lovemaking he wasn't aware of anything but Anakin inside him. He straightened slightly and leaned back against Anakin's body.
With his last thought he decided to set a medium pace between fucking Obi-Wan so hard he couldn't walk and so slow they'd both be driven insane. He stroked slowly but purposefully in and out of Obi-Wan setting a pace that drove them both steadily higher and higher.
The only problem with this position, though was Anakin couldn't reach Obi-Wan's mouth and an idea struck him. He pulled out of Obi-Wan completely but before his lover could utter a word of protest he found himself suspended in mid air by the Force and impaled once again on Anakin's erection. His legs wound around Anakin's waist.
Obi-Wan arched his back against the door as Anakin fused their mouths together and slammed into him, both of them pushed by the new position beyond whatever meager control they had left. Obi-Wan's erection now trapped in the warmth between their sliding bodies. He moaned feeling the pressure building in his balls and tried to say something, anything. "Love........" he gasped into Anakin's mouth.
Anakin's knees nearly gave out on him as he fended off the instinctive reaction to melt at Obi-Wan's endearment.
Anakin surged into Obi-Wan unable to hold back as he came. The endearment the last straw for his already overloaded control. Releasing Obi-Wan's mouth he pulled back far enough to meet his lovers eyes. "Love you......." he mumbled, pushing Obi-Wan over the edge.
Still holding Obi-Wan up although how he wasn't sure, Anakin staggered backwards, tumbling on the bed. He grunted as Obi-Wan landed on top of him. "Do you think Quin heard us?" Anakin laughed, peppering Obi-Wan's sweaty face with kisses. They both shivered as Anakin slid out of him.
"I think half the galaxy probably did." Obi-Wan laughed surprising Anakin.
"Well R2 certainly did." Anakin said, snorting in surprise.
Obi-Wan's eyes went wide as saucers. "You don't think........he wouldn't........please tell me you turned him off?" He said, so thoroughly embarrassed Anakin was sure even Obi-Wan's ginger hair looked redder. Or perhaps it was reflecting the vivid scarlet of Obi-Wan's face and neck.
He took pity on his mortified lover. "He's shut down since I was fiddling with the control mechs to his new weapon."
Obi-Wan deflated like a balloon. "You're going to be the death of me."
"Never!" Anakin vowed, silencing Obi-Wan with his lips.
Quinlan carefully peeked into the force, checking on Obi-Wan and Anakin and apart from a slight ripple in the eye watering glow that was his friends force signatures when they were physically close together they seemed fine. He smiled to himself and whistled tunelessly to the the bank of lights on the console of the ship.
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Anakin tried to get the stain off his clothes. The one downside to the incredible sex he and Obi-Wan often had was they were usually too impatient to get all their clothes off and Anakin invariably ended up with stains. He scowled at the stubborn smear on his black leather that so far had refused all his attempts to get it off.
Quin had yelled through the door that they were approaching their destination and if they weren't dressed already to hurry up. Anakin heard the smug tone in Quinlan's voice and realised he'd deliberately goaded Obi-Wan into a bad mood knowing Anakin would get him out of it the way he always did. He shook his head and smiled at his friends less that subtle attempts to push Anakin and Obi-Wan at each other. He had no idea why he was doing it since Anakin couldn't possibly fathom any way of being closer to another person than he and Obi-Wan were.
Obi-Wan appeared looking immaculate as ever. Not a hair out of place and quite frankly it pissed Anakin off that he always seemed to look perfect while he couldn't even get his hair to stay in place. "How do you always looks so......so........" Anakin scowled. "Perfect." he muttered
Obi-Wan eyebrows climbed his forehead. "What in the Sith are you talking about?"
"How come I always end up with the stains on my clothes and you never do?" Anakin demanded peevishly. He scrubbed furiously at the stain, getting irrationally pissed off with it to the point he was contemplating removing the damn stain with a blaster.
"Anakin it's only a stain. And one that's barely visible at that." Obi-Wan said softly, he couldn't help but smile. He walked over to his less than impressed lover and pushed him backwards then crawled over the top of him until he was looking down at Anakin.
Anakin blinked in surprise and looked into those ever changeable eyes of Obi-Wan's. They all but sparkled and Anakin felt his irritation melt away in the face of Obi-Wan's apparent happiness.
Obi-Wan didn't say a word. He leaned down instead and kissed Anakin. Slowly and thoroughly using his tongue to open his lips before delving inside to find Anakin's tongue. Anakins eyes drifted closed as one hand drifted up to cup Obi-Wan's face. Obi-Wan's hands in his hair as he settled on top of Anakin.
"Are you two at it again?" Quinlan demanded loudly through the door.
Obi-Wan sighed and rested his forehead against Anakin's, his breathing slightly erratic. "I swear I'm going sew his mouth shut one day." he muttered as he clambered to his feet, pulling Anakin up with him.
He turned to open the door and tell Quin exactly that when Anakin spun him before he could take a step and hauled him flush up against his body, kissing him hard. Totally ignoring Quin's demands that they unhand each other.
Anakin's lips drifted across Obi-Wan's, nibbling as he went. He threaded his fingers through Obi-Wan's hair, holding his head still and consumed his mouth, all thoughts of Quinlan pushed to the back of his mind as Obi-Wan kissed him back just as ardently.
Quinlan however was not about to be ignored and simply yelled louder. "Can't you two leave each other alone for five minutes?"
Anakin sighed into Obi-Wan's mouth. "I'll hold him down while you sew." he promised to his lover.
Obi-Wan snickerd. "You're on!" he agreed. They kissed one last time before opening the door to Quinlan who rolled his eyes at their disheveled look. Obi-Wan's formerly neat hair now a ruffled mess thanks to Anakin's hands. Anakin's curls in wild disarray. They both looked thoroughly kissed.
Obi-Wan tried to smooth his hair down and ran his tongue across his lips, tasting Anakin. Anakin on the other hand watched mesmerised by the movement of Obi-Wan's tongue, wanting to kiss him again.
Quinlan groaned. They were so besotted with each other it was almost sickening. "For fucks sake can't you two do anything else other than make lovey eyes at each other?" He grumbled.
"Of course we can, Quin." Obi-Wan replied serenely, never taking his eyes off Anakin. "We can kiss and make lo...."
"Not another word." Quinlan said holding up his hand, sounding slightly desperate. "Too much information. Waaaay too much information." He departed rather hastily leaving Anakin and Obi-wan to laugh and kiss one last time.
"You're so cruel." Anakin laughed against Obi-Wan's lips.
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"Naboo is the secret destination you couldn't tell us?" Obi-Wan demanded incredulously 10 minutes later as they descended the ramp to find Padme waiting for them.
"I didn't say I couldn't tell you." Quinlan smirked at Obi-Wan, who narrowed his eyes at his friend. "I refused to tell you."
"I'm not going to sew his mouth shut. I'm going to glue it closed and possibly melt his lips together." Obi-Wan said through gritted teeth. Anakin blanched slightly at the image his mind happily supplied.
"Remind me never to get on your bad side." He said wondering vaguely if he could get Obi-Wan to wipe that mental image from his mind. "What are we doing on Naboo anyway?" he asked, hastily changing subjects.
"Yes Quinlan what are we doing on Naboo?" Obi-Wan asked in such a sweet voice Quin took a step back just to be on the safe side.
"Um......well........?." Quinlan stuttered not having the faintest idea why they were on Naboo. He sighed and looked to Padme hoping she could come up with something. She smiled sweetly at Quinlan who was seriously beginning to wonder what the hell he'd gotten himself into.
"Quinlan and I decided you both needed a break from Palpatine's manipulations of Anakin's position as the Chosen One within the Jedi Order and the strain it was starting to place on your relationship." Padme said, smiling at the pair.
"We did?" Quinlan looked blankly at Padme. This was the first he'd heard of 'their' plan. At her cold look he suddenly remembered. "Ohhhh that plan." He said smiling faintly. He had a horrible feeling he was in for a loooong stay on Naboo with only the love birds for company.
Anakin and Obi-Wan, however stared at them with identical expressions of disbelief on their faces. He had no idea anyone knew of the pressure he was under from Palpatine apart from Obi-Wan. They'd both been walking a very fine line between loyalty to both the Jedi Order, the Chancellor and trying to maintain their relationship. It was mentally exhausting to say the least.
"So we concocted this story that you were both needed on Naboo for negotiations in a dispute that has suddenly and without explanation, flared up between the people of Naboo and the Gungans, which of course hasn't happened." Padme said, looking completely innocent.
"But I'm not a negotiator." Anakin said.
"True but we put just enough fear into the reports that Master Windu decided you should be here Anakin. Just in case negotiations break down and an all in brawl breaks out. You know how easy talks can break down when Jar Jar is around." Padme smiled at the stunned pair.
"So what is it exactly we're supposed to be doing here?" Obi-Wan asked finally.
"Whatever you want." Padme said. "I estimate it will take about 3 to 4 weeks to sort the mess out which Jar Jar will keep throwing into total disarray everytime we start to make any headway. Then when you've had enough and feel it's time to head back to Coruscant everything will miraculously be fixed." Padme fairly beamed at the two.
Anakin didn't even begin to know what to say and hugged Padme instead, speechless. This was quite probably one of the most thoughtful gifts he and Obi-Wan had ever been given. That they had friends willing to go to these lengths so they could have time to themselves was......well he didn't know what but he was so incredibly grateful. "Thankyou." he whispered.
Author: xr8fordgirl
Genre: fluffy sex
Time frame: Getting closer to Anakin's fall in RotS which is NOT going to happen here *scowls in GL's general direction*
Paring: Obi/Ani (like there's anyone else)
Rating: R for sex
Disclaimer:Sadly I still don't own the SW universe so I'm just playing with the boys for a little while *snickers* well they're playing with each other *sighs happily*
Summary: Um........er........lots of smoochies?
Notes: Bucket alert. I'm upping the bucket alert cos that's all this is vomit inducing fluff. I promise this is leading to the wedding, honestly but this is the way my Muse made me write it so it's all her fault ;) Anywho this is part one of three which I've never done before so bear with me if it stinks or makes no sense
"Tell me again why Anakin and I are on this ship with you?" he paused waiting for Quin to say something. Anything! He sighed when Quin remained stubbornly silent. "And where was that again?" Obi-Wan asked through clenched teeth.
"I didn't tell you the first time so stop nagging me and I didn't tell you where we're going either. Don't you have some mission reports to fill out for Anal Windu? You're worse than an old woman sometimes." Quin muttered not looking away from the ships controls.
"Old woman!" Obi-Wan huffed and stalked off muttering under his breath. He was highly suspicious of this whole mission they'd been 'ordered on' and since when did a mission so secretive Anakin and Obi-Wan had no idea what it was involve one of Padme's sleek silver ships. They might as well have a huge neon sign over the ship announcing where they were. The bloody thing was visible from half a galaxy away.
Quinlan grinned at Obi-Wan's retreating back.
Obi-Wan found Anakin in their room tinkering with R2's myriad of enhancements Anakin had added over the years to the little droid. Obi-Wan swore sometimes the robot was more human than most people were. He certainly had a personality that Anakin's fiddling seemed to have inadvertently created
Anakin looked up as Obi-Wan flopped on the bed and laid on his back staring blindly at the ceiling. He smiled indulgently at his lover. "Quin won't talk huh?"
Obi-Wan pushed himself into a sitting position. "Blasted man is going to be the death of my blood pressure." he grumbled. "And he called me an old woman." he said sitting up straighter in his indignation.
Anakin snorted out a surprised laugh, earning him a filthy look from Obi-Wan who failed to see anything humorous at all. "What's so funny?" Obi-Wan muttered with ill grace, his eyes narrowing.
"You're cute when you're angry." Anakin said sitting back from R2, still smiling at his annoyed lover.
"Cute?" Obi-Wan sputtered. He stood and stalked to the door, intending to find somewhere he could be alone and while he wouldn't admit he was sulking, if he was atleast honest with himself he was doing exactly that. He got no further than opening the door.
Anakin's hand reached past him and slapped the door panel, closing it then for good measure he locked it too. Obi-Wan hadn't even heard him move. Sith he was silent when he wanted to be.
Obi-Wan tried to turn but found himself pinned to the door by Anakin's body. "What are you doing?" He asked as Anakin molded his body to Obi-Wan's, his heat seeping through his robes.
"I take it back." he breathed into Obi-Wan's neck making him shiver. "You not cute when you're mad. You're so hot I want to bury myself in you and stay there for an eternity."
Obi-Wan shuddered and blinked owlishly at the door. He never could work out how Anakin thought he was hot or sexy or any of the other adjectives he used to describe him. He was just Obi-Wan. Certainly there was nothing particularly special about him, but Anakin's growing erection pressing firmly between their bodies was suggesting otherwise.
Anakin sighed. "I can hear you, you know." he murmered. It was entirely probable he'd never be able to get Obi-Wan to understand what he saw when he looked at his lover. The way his body moved with that fluid grace that hinted at the strength it contained, a lifetime of training. But what made Obi-Wan so damn irresistible to Anakin were his eyes. They mirrored his every thought and mood and Anakin could stare into them for hours if he was given half a chance. They seemed to reflect every colour of the environment around him and changed to match his lovers moods.
He'd often wondered as a Padawan how many of his age mates had crushes on Obi-Wan. He knew atleast half the female population of the temple seemed to at one point or another and while Anakin had secretly shared their opinion of his master he wasn't so stupid as to say so. Eventually though their hormone driven infatuations had faded except Anakin who found himself falling deeper in love with his Master than he knew was prudent.
He was powerless to stop the feelings and in all honesty he never really wanted to. His love for Obi-Wan kept him grounded during the long school days when he had no-one to really talk to or any friends to speak of. His Master became everything to Anakin in every way possible.
"You do this to me." He breathed into Obi-Wan's neck as he rubbed his now hard erection against Obi-Wan's hip through their robes. "All you have to do is walk in the room and I'm like this. Wanting to be inside you. Wanting you inside me."
Obi-Wan moaned low in his throat and leaned back into Anakin's heat, his bad mood and irritation at Quinlan completely forgotten. He didn't care where they were going as long as they were together.
Anakin strung tiny kisses across the back of Obi-Wan's neck, loving the shiver he felt run through him. Reaching around him, Anakin stroked Obi-Wan's hardening length and not for the first time he cursed the ridiculous amount of layers the Jedi were required to wear, especially when they separated Anakin from touching and caressing Obi-Wan's skin.
He muttered in frustration and yanked his lovers pants down, freeing him. Obi-Wan whimpered as the cooler air of the ship caressed him. Anakin slipped his hand around the base and slowly stroked up and down until Obi-Wan was practically vibrating with desire. The heat radiating from Obi-Wan felt incredible.
Obi-Wan let his head fall against the door, his breathing ragged. "Don't move." he heard his lover say. Anakin's hand felt so good as it worked up and down his hard length and he struggled to do as he was asked and let Anakin do what ever it was he had in mind but the urge to push into Anakin's had was almost unbearable. Before he could voice a protest he was abruptly spun around and Anakin was on his knees and deep throated him.
He slumped against the door held up unsteadily on legs turned to jelly. "Sith." he swore. He closed his eyes again convinced he saw stars and they certainly weren't the ones whizzing past the ship.
Anakin hummed around his lovers impressively hard length. Obi-Wan's screwed his eyes closed, the incredible sensation of Anakin's mouth registering in what was left of his conscious mind. The exquisite feel of the Anakin's mouth pushing Obi-Wan to what little limit he had left
"I.........stop." he begged Anakin his normally formidable control hanging by a thread. He made the mistake of looking down at Anakin while he was still being swallowed by his lover and came within a hairs breath of coming. He didn't want to finish that way. He wanted Anakin in him.
Anakin pulled back slowly letting Obi-Wan slip free of his mouth with an audible pop. He raised an eyebrow in question at his lover. "What?" breathed over Obi-Wan's glistening head making him shiver violently. Obi-Wan's eyes were glued to Anakin's as his tongue snacked out and captured the drop of desire beading on the head of his erection.
He swooped down and kissed Anakin harder than he'd intended, tasting himself on Anakin's tongue. It didn't take them long to get lost in the kiss. Anakin rose until he was standing without breaking the kiss. He backed Obi-Wan against the door again and captured his face between his hands and consumed Obi-Wan's mouth. Held in place he let Anakin do whatever he wanted which appeared to be kissing him senseless.
One of these days he was going to remember to try the idea he had of kissing Anakin to an orgasm without touching him anywhere but his lips. The idea of kissing him to an orgasm turned Obi-Wan on so much he was tempted to try it now and he might have had Anakin not taken him in his warm, slick hand scattering all thoughts but one.
"Fuck me." Obi-Wan uncharacteristically demanded into Anakin's mouth.
Anakin loved it when Obi-Wan was so turned on he forgot his propriety and demanded what he wanted from Anakin. What he needed.
"Now?" he asked freeing himself from his pants, and smearing the evidence of his and Obi-Wan's desire over both their erections.
"Yes." Obi-Wan hissed, Anakin's hand felt incredible. "Now." he was spun again and faced the door, Anakin at his back. He slowly pushed a finger into Obi-Wan's tight heat. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and moaned so low in his throat Anakin felt goosebumps race across his skin.
He pushed another two fingers into Obi-Wan making sure he was ready. Obi-Wan pushed back against Anakin's fingers craving the friction he needed to come.
"Oh no you don't." Anakin laughed breathlessly. He slowly removed his fingers and used his knee to push Obi-Wan's legs a little further apart. Holding his breath he pushed slowly into Obi-Wan, biting his lip against the urge to slam into him. Remembering the torture of Obi-Wan's the night he'd asked Anakin to marry him and he'd entered Anakin so slowly he thought he was going insane, Anakin slowed down even further earning him a moaned request to move now dammit.
He grunted, sweat beading on his forehead as he fought his bodies instinct to move.
Obi-Wan wanted hard and fast and pushed backwards suddenly impaling himself on Anakin's hard length. He grunted and pulled forward again and before Anakin could even comprehend how Obi-Wan had turned the tables on him and taken control, he found himself almost out of Obi-Wan. Only the head of his erection was encased in Obi-Wan's body.
He grabbed his hips stopping him from pushing backwards but couldn't control his own reaction and surged forward burying himself so deep inside his lover he lost what little breath he had, what was left of his brain registered the incredible sensation.
"Need....more." Obi-Wan grunted driven so far past the point of reason by Anakin's lovemaking he wasn't aware of anything but Anakin inside him. He straightened slightly and leaned back against Anakin's body.
With his last thought he decided to set a medium pace between fucking Obi-Wan so hard he couldn't walk and so slow they'd both be driven insane. He stroked slowly but purposefully in and out of Obi-Wan setting a pace that drove them both steadily higher and higher.
The only problem with this position, though was Anakin couldn't reach Obi-Wan's mouth and an idea struck him. He pulled out of Obi-Wan completely but before his lover could utter a word of protest he found himself suspended in mid air by the Force and impaled once again on Anakin's erection. His legs wound around Anakin's waist.
Obi-Wan arched his back against the door as Anakin fused their mouths together and slammed into him, both of them pushed by the new position beyond whatever meager control they had left. Obi-Wan's erection now trapped in the warmth between their sliding bodies. He moaned feeling the pressure building in his balls and tried to say something, anything. "Love........" he gasped into Anakin's mouth.
Anakin's knees nearly gave out on him as he fended off the instinctive reaction to melt at Obi-Wan's endearment.
Anakin surged into Obi-Wan unable to hold back as he came. The endearment the last straw for his already overloaded control. Releasing Obi-Wan's mouth he pulled back far enough to meet his lovers eyes. "Love you......." he mumbled, pushing Obi-Wan over the edge.
Still holding Obi-Wan up although how he wasn't sure, Anakin staggered backwards, tumbling on the bed. He grunted as Obi-Wan landed on top of him. "Do you think Quin heard us?" Anakin laughed, peppering Obi-Wan's sweaty face with kisses. They both shivered as Anakin slid out of him.
"I think half the galaxy probably did." Obi-Wan laughed surprising Anakin.
"Well R2 certainly did." Anakin said, snorting in surprise.
Obi-Wan's eyes went wide as saucers. "You don't think........he wouldn't........please tell me you turned him off?" He said, so thoroughly embarrassed Anakin was sure even Obi-Wan's ginger hair looked redder. Or perhaps it was reflecting the vivid scarlet of Obi-Wan's face and neck.
He took pity on his mortified lover. "He's shut down since I was fiddling with the control mechs to his new weapon."
Obi-Wan deflated like a balloon. "You're going to be the death of me."
"Never!" Anakin vowed, silencing Obi-Wan with his lips.
Quinlan carefully peeked into the force, checking on Obi-Wan and Anakin and apart from a slight ripple in the eye watering glow that was his friends force signatures when they were physically close together they seemed fine. He smiled to himself and whistled tunelessly to the the bank of lights on the console of the ship.
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Anakin tried to get the stain off his clothes. The one downside to the incredible sex he and Obi-Wan often had was they were usually too impatient to get all their clothes off and Anakin invariably ended up with stains. He scowled at the stubborn smear on his black leather that so far had refused all his attempts to get it off.
Quin had yelled through the door that they were approaching their destination and if they weren't dressed already to hurry up. Anakin heard the smug tone in Quinlan's voice and realised he'd deliberately goaded Obi-Wan into a bad mood knowing Anakin would get him out of it the way he always did. He shook his head and smiled at his friends less that subtle attempts to push Anakin and Obi-Wan at each other. He had no idea why he was doing it since Anakin couldn't possibly fathom any way of being closer to another person than he and Obi-Wan were.
Obi-Wan appeared looking immaculate as ever. Not a hair out of place and quite frankly it pissed Anakin off that he always seemed to look perfect while he couldn't even get his hair to stay in place. "How do you always looks so......so........" Anakin scowled. "Perfect." he muttered
Obi-Wan eyebrows climbed his forehead. "What in the Sith are you talking about?"
"How come I always end up with the stains on my clothes and you never do?" Anakin demanded peevishly. He scrubbed furiously at the stain, getting irrationally pissed off with it to the point he was contemplating removing the damn stain with a blaster.
"Anakin it's only a stain. And one that's barely visible at that." Obi-Wan said softly, he couldn't help but smile. He walked over to his less than impressed lover and pushed him backwards then crawled over the top of him until he was looking down at Anakin.
Anakin blinked in surprise and looked into those ever changeable eyes of Obi-Wan's. They all but sparkled and Anakin felt his irritation melt away in the face of Obi-Wan's apparent happiness.
Obi-Wan didn't say a word. He leaned down instead and kissed Anakin. Slowly and thoroughly using his tongue to open his lips before delving inside to find Anakin's tongue. Anakins eyes drifted closed as one hand drifted up to cup Obi-Wan's face. Obi-Wan's hands in his hair as he settled on top of Anakin.
"Are you two at it again?" Quinlan demanded loudly through the door.
Obi-Wan sighed and rested his forehead against Anakin's, his breathing slightly erratic. "I swear I'm going sew his mouth shut one day." he muttered as he clambered to his feet, pulling Anakin up with him.
He turned to open the door and tell Quin exactly that when Anakin spun him before he could take a step and hauled him flush up against his body, kissing him hard. Totally ignoring Quin's demands that they unhand each other.
Anakin's lips drifted across Obi-Wan's, nibbling as he went. He threaded his fingers through Obi-Wan's hair, holding his head still and consumed his mouth, all thoughts of Quinlan pushed to the back of his mind as Obi-Wan kissed him back just as ardently.
Quinlan however was not about to be ignored and simply yelled louder. "Can't you two leave each other alone for five minutes?"
Anakin sighed into Obi-Wan's mouth. "I'll hold him down while you sew." he promised to his lover.
Obi-Wan snickerd. "You're on!" he agreed. They kissed one last time before opening the door to Quinlan who rolled his eyes at their disheveled look. Obi-Wan's formerly neat hair now a ruffled mess thanks to Anakin's hands. Anakin's curls in wild disarray. They both looked thoroughly kissed.
Obi-Wan tried to smooth his hair down and ran his tongue across his lips, tasting Anakin. Anakin on the other hand watched mesmerised by the movement of Obi-Wan's tongue, wanting to kiss him again.
Quinlan groaned. They were so besotted with each other it was almost sickening. "For fucks sake can't you two do anything else other than make lovey eyes at each other?" He grumbled.
"Of course we can, Quin." Obi-Wan replied serenely, never taking his eyes off Anakin. "We can kiss and make lo...."
"Not another word." Quinlan said holding up his hand, sounding slightly desperate. "Too much information. Waaaay too much information." He departed rather hastily leaving Anakin and Obi-wan to laugh and kiss one last time.
"You're so cruel." Anakin laughed against Obi-Wan's lips.
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"Naboo is the secret destination you couldn't tell us?" Obi-Wan demanded incredulously 10 minutes later as they descended the ramp to find Padme waiting for them.
"I didn't say I couldn't tell you." Quinlan smirked at Obi-Wan, who narrowed his eyes at his friend. "I refused to tell you."
"I'm not going to sew his mouth shut. I'm going to glue it closed and possibly melt his lips together." Obi-Wan said through gritted teeth. Anakin blanched slightly at the image his mind happily supplied.
"Remind me never to get on your bad side." He said wondering vaguely if he could get Obi-Wan to wipe that mental image from his mind. "What are we doing on Naboo anyway?" he asked, hastily changing subjects.
"Yes Quinlan what are we doing on Naboo?" Obi-Wan asked in such a sweet voice Quin took a step back just to be on the safe side.
"Um......well........?." Quinlan stuttered not having the faintest idea why they were on Naboo. He sighed and looked to Padme hoping she could come up with something. She smiled sweetly at Quinlan who was seriously beginning to wonder what the hell he'd gotten himself into.
"Quinlan and I decided you both needed a break from Palpatine's manipulations of Anakin's position as the Chosen One within the Jedi Order and the strain it was starting to place on your relationship." Padme said, smiling at the pair.
"We did?" Quinlan looked blankly at Padme. This was the first he'd heard of 'their' plan. At her cold look he suddenly remembered. "Ohhhh that plan." He said smiling faintly. He had a horrible feeling he was in for a loooong stay on Naboo with only the love birds for company.
Anakin and Obi-Wan, however stared at them with identical expressions of disbelief on their faces. He had no idea anyone knew of the pressure he was under from Palpatine apart from Obi-Wan. They'd both been walking a very fine line between loyalty to both the Jedi Order, the Chancellor and trying to maintain their relationship. It was mentally exhausting to say the least.
"So we concocted this story that you were both needed on Naboo for negotiations in a dispute that has suddenly and without explanation, flared up between the people of Naboo and the Gungans, which of course hasn't happened." Padme said, looking completely innocent.
"But I'm not a negotiator." Anakin said.
"True but we put just enough fear into the reports that Master Windu decided you should be here Anakin. Just in case negotiations break down and an all in brawl breaks out. You know how easy talks can break down when Jar Jar is around." Padme smiled at the stunned pair.
"So what is it exactly we're supposed to be doing here?" Obi-Wan asked finally.
"Whatever you want." Padme said. "I estimate it will take about 3 to 4 weeks to sort the mess out which Jar Jar will keep throwing into total disarray everytime we start to make any headway. Then when you've had enough and feel it's time to head back to Coruscant everything will miraculously be fixed." Padme fairly beamed at the two.
Anakin didn't even begin to know what to say and hugged Padme instead, speechless. This was quite probably one of the most thoughtful gifts he and Obi-Wan had ever been given. That they had friends willing to go to these lengths so they could have time to themselves was......well he didn't know what but he was so incredibly grateful. "Thankyou." he whispered.