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imagine-loki · 5 years

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Insomnia Calling

TITLE: Insomnia Calling CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: BlackIrisPosts ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine it is the middle of the night and you can’t fall asleep due to insomnia… RATING: PG / Teen NOTES/WARNINGS: Fluff, Swearing. Like with the Praying to the God of Mischief Prompt, I saw this prompt and just could not let it pass without writing something for it.

10 PM

“Alright. I’m going to bed early. I’m relaxed, calm. I’ve got my book, tea, soothing spa music. Let’s do this.”

You hunker down in a plethora of pillows and blankets – your very own nest of comfort—ready for a sleep filled night.

11 PM

Tea’s gone. Though you reach for it often, craving one more sip of the calming chamomile.

12 AM

Relaxed? Check.

New book? Fully enjoying it.

Actually about to sleep? Absolutely not.

1 AM

New cuppa in hand, you settle back in bed and resume reading. If you couldn’t sleep then at least you’re going to thoroughly enjoy this dark fantasy novel. Tobias, the hunky and annoyed main character had won your heart. And dammit all when, for the love of all things good in this world, when is he going to finally kiss Leila? BUT WHEN? You had to know.

2 AM

Okay. Book temporarily abandoned in hopes of finding the elusive thing called sleep. Maybe meditating and essential oils will help. Lavender is relaxing, and you like lavender.

3:30 AM

The witching hour. As you’ve taken to calling it on nights like these when your mind wanders through fields of nothing and no matter how many sheep you count sleep seems impossible.

Scrolling through your phone aimlessly you switch from social media to your photo gallery. One, in particular, catches your eye, stalling you. A picture of you and Loki from last week’s luncheon. Her arms wrapped around your waist, her chin on your shoulder, smile beaming brightly. You shouldn’t be in love with your best friend. That’s so cliché, right? But, honestly, how could you not? Killer smile, dark sense of humor, great laugh; tip of the iceberg of awesome that was your BFF.

Fuck. You have it bad. But. Loki might be up. She’s been known to have a shitty sleeping schedule too. You could no longer count the nights you’ve texted and chatted away both unable to sleep.

Y/N—Can’t sleep. You up?

Your thumb hovers over the touch screen, internally debating if you should or shouldn’t send it.

Fuck it. You can keep it chill. She’s your friend first. No matter how much you want to tell her that you wish she could be so much more to you.

You push the nonexistent ‘send’ button on the touch screen and let out a deep breath.

“Well, that’s done.” You toss your phone onto the plush purple duvet and sigh.

Your phone vibrates once. Twice.

Shrugging to yourself you grab it and open your messages.

L.L.—Not a fucking wink.

L.L.—You try meditating?

You chuckle, it was her idea to begin with. She swore it always worked.

Y/N—Yep.

L.L.—And?

Y/N—Big fat zero.

L.L.—You try whacking it?

Y/N—Girl.

Y/N—No. Not in the mood.

Three dots light up over and over again.

L.L.—Can I come over?

L.L.—I’ll bring cookies? Or vodka? Or both?

L.L.—Whatever you want, it’s yours.

Y/N—Just you

L.L.—Sold! To the highest bidder!

L.L.—See ya soon, cutie

Y/N—Yeah, yeah, love you 2

You grumble into your pillow. Equally happy and weary of her coming over. At least you changed the sheets earlier that day.

Moments go by and a soft knock sounds at your door before it opens and Loki lets herself in; a beautiful contrast to her strong personality.

“I brought cookies anyways.”

“Hello, to you too, Lok.”

“Sorry. Hey, bitch.” She points to your bed, overflowing with pillows and blankets. “Any room in there for me?”

“Make yourself at home.” You laugh in response as she climbs in.

Loki nods, holding a cookie to your lips.

“Nah, I’m good.”

“Take it.”

“Lok.”

“Come on. They’re your fav. Made ‘em just for you.”

“Made? Or conjured?” You eye her skeptically and take a bite out of half the cookie.

“Okay, fine. But they’re good right?”

You moan around a mouth full, grabbing her wrist as she tries to pull it away from you.

“Nuh-huh, that’s mine.”

She smirks at your childish antics and feeds you the rest of it.

“I don’t think cookies are the elixir to sleep, but I’m willing to O.D. to find out.”

“Glad you like ‘em.”

A moment passes in quiet bliss as the pair of you eat cookies.

“You know what you need?” Loki starts staring blankly at your unadorned ceiling.

“Sleeps?”

“We need that. You need fairy lights.”

“I know I was gonna put some up, but I can’t really reach the ceiling and—”

Loki smirks flicking a wrist, swirling green magic edges around the room, leaving dozens of strands of twinkling miniature fairy lights woven across your walls and ceiling.

“Shit.” You look deep into Loki’s eyes, dozens of lights reflecting in gorgeous brown eyes. “Thank you!”

“Don’t mention it,” Loki grunts out as you roll onto her hugging her tightly to you.

“You’re the best.”

“Maybe.” She laughs lightly, cuddling into you, draping an arm over your stomach.

Loki grabs the cookies and tosses them onto your nightstand.

“I’m never leaving this room now,” You said, only half joking.

“Because of the lights?”

“Because of the lights.”

You sigh and run a hand through her hair.

“Feels nice.” She hums and you finally feel your body start to relax as your fingers idly continue to play with her curls. “If only we could sleep.”

“What is this sleep you talk of?”

“No fucking clue.” Loki chortles.

“Sing me a story?”

“Sing? No.”

“But your voice is so pretty.” You plead in a whisper.

“Maybe.”

A calm silence stretched between you, both entranced by the lights and comfort of the bed.

As some point, Loki starts humming a song you’ve heard her sing thousands of times. You know the words by heart and a soft smile crosses your lips. She continues to half hum half sing various songs in tongues you’ve never heard.

You sigh happily, fingers slowing their ministrations in your near sleeping state. Feeling the groggy pull of rest, you nuzzle into Loki’s side, tucking your head in the crook of her neck.

Loki smiles and continues to hum. She pulls a soft fluffy blanket over you. The fuzzy fabric is the last thing you remember as you drift off finally lulled to sleep by her angelic voice.

She kisses the top of your head, squeezing you gently.

“Sweet dreams, my little dove.”

#Loki #Lover #Others #Submitted one shot #submission #insomnia calling #BlackIrisPosts

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pegasusdragontiger · 5 years

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dislikes dirty blonde hair, blue eyed men???? HOW. DARE. YOU.

*whistles and runs away*

#blackirisposts

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theycallmebecca · 5 years

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Steve, Bucky, Falcon, Nat, 10 && 11

10 & 11 threw me for a second and then I was like oh my god, doctor who (that’s how I answered so hopefully that was what you were thinking)

Push off a cliff (sorry!)

Kiss (just once, because he and rose are meant to be)

Marry (predictable but can you blame me?)

Set on Fire (for training purposes only.. because i’d be dead if i did it for reals)

Wrap a Blanket around

Be Roommates with

#blackirisposts

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foxfromouterspace · 5 years

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The need to win

Cinnamon on your tongue and smell of petrol in the air. You plug in the starter and look over your hovercraft. The helmet is on and the clock is ticking.

You should be sober.

You know that.

You should but the cinnamon burns so sweet and you have nothing to lose.

Except for everything.

Whatever

You even pawned the very ship you sit in now.

That bug looking fella from X-370 gave you just enough credits so you could get on the starting line of this race.

It’s all good though.

It’s not.

Never will be again.

She’s gone and nothing will change that.

Your heart beats in synch with the starter clock.

You don’t even know if you heard the gun when it hit zero.

Don’t know whether you breathe or not.

All you know is that you taste cinnamon from the booze and her from the memories.

The track is flying past you.

Your vision blurs.

Speed?

Alcohol in your veins?

Tears?

She’s dead to you.

Just another name signed on the endless sheet of paper.

All the while your hands have mind of their own. Piloting the craft. Tuning the hum just right.

If you win this you are rich.

If you are rich maybe she comes back.

You dodge the missile. Nearly.

If you lose it’s over anyway, no need to play it safe.

Entering the final mine field her face floats in front of you.

The electric bolt envelops you and then yet another obstacle crashes on the pillars lining the tracks.

Finish line is in sight.

The cinnamon tastes of copper now and you have a feeling you are going too fast.

Your vision closes on you like that tunnel and in the centre of it is one last ship. One last name to cross.

You can’t

The override to engine gives you just the kick to pass the other craft and with metal screeching you pass the line.

You won.

The clicks of cameras are almost as loud as the blood in your ears.

You collect the prize and the bet you made on yourself. The number on your account is incredibly long now.

Heading back to your ship to buy it back from the bug you walk past the other competitors. The girl you passed is being yelled at by a man with prosthetic arm. The metal on hers tells you he owns her.

You have nothing but disgust for that man. Too scared to enter and too rich to care.

And so your first purchase isn’t your ship.

With the girl now following you you get to your station.

One look is enough to see the ship is a goner. With smoke rising from relays there is no way it’s even gonna leave the dock. Bug guy doesn’t mind though and you are sure the tourists won’t either. You give him the ignition key and leave.

Your steps lead to the bar at the bottom of the station.

The booze tastes of cinnamon and the owner asks no questions when you buy a pack and rent a room.

With the buzz renewed you make love to the girl you bought.

It’s wrong but you don’t care. You don’t care what’s her name either and if she’s bothered by the one you whisper into her skin she doesn’t let it show.

#dieselpunk #original fiction #story #race #saphic #scifi #blackirisposts #dragonslayer

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mischievousreadings · 5 years

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Title: Praying to the God of Mischief (Part 1) Author: BlackIrisPosts Original Fanwork Read by: Dystopian-Dez382

RATING: M

Warnings: Coarse Language, Implied Sexy Time, Eventual Violence

Description: Imagine one night you pray to the God of Mischief before setting out to prank a friend, to your great surprise and horror, he shows up to help and things get out of hand.

#rated: m #audiofanfic #audio fanfiction #loki #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki (marvel)#loki fanfic #marvel #mcu #eventual sexy time #dystopian-dez382 #blackirisposts

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miss--river · 5 years

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3. bubblegum or cotton candy? 7. earbuds or headphones? 15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? 71. least favorite pattern?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?Cotton candy since I hardly ever get to have it! I love the way it melts in my mouth!7. earbuds or headphones?Earbuds!15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?Honestly none. If I didn’t have to read them as a school assignment I think I would have liked them more lmao.71. least favorite pattern?I’ve never thought about what my least favorite pattern is lmao! I’m not really sure!

#blackirisposts

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gamercentral · 6 years

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blackirisposts, quitesmolcreature, and cholita-ironspider are all precious gems in my life and I love them all very much! They're all so supportive of me and every time I see them on my dash my brain always goes "!!!!!" If it wasn't for them I wouldn't being doing what I love!

@blackirisposts , @quitesmolcreature , @cholita-ironspider

Awe this is so cute.

Send me some positivity about your favorite blogs on anon and I’ll @ them

#anonymous #blackirisposts #quitesmolcreature #cholita-ironspider #nessa speaks #ask game

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littlemessyjessi · 3 months

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Taglist Roll Call!

Here is the updated permanent tag list for all of my work. I don't do individual taglists because to be frank... I just can't keep up with it.

However, this is the main one.

If you're on here and you'd like to stay, let me know with a "I'd like to stay"

If you're on here and you'd like to be taken off, let me know with a "I'd like to be removed"

If you're not on here and you'd like to be added, let me know with a "I'd like to be added"

Please and thank you.

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#taglist #permanent taglist #roll call

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ladyxskywalker · 3 years

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Hi, hello darling, I C A N N O T get Winter in My Heart out of my mind, fyi. Like, How Da Re, and Thank Yew, and *inarticulate noises abound* That is all, <3 (wait I lied, are you on AO3?)

hello friend ! 💙 ! that makes me so happy, the story lives fondly in my heart & thoughts daily ! 🤗 writing more of the series is all I want to do ! ✨ [honestly thinking of getting back to it sooner than planned !]

I've been gradually getting back into the swing of things with writing & trying to get to all the unanswered requests whenever I have free time. & also update some other things. phew ! 💭

& I used to have ao3 but not anymore 🙏

hope you have a wonderful weekend & thanks so much for telling me how much you loved the story, it really means so much. 💫

#pxk answers #blackirisposts #💞

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pegasusdragontiger · 5 years

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So I've had major brain fog lately, but I'm working on that Bookshop Steve/Darcy fic... fyi 🥰🤫

OMGGGGGGGGGG

#blackirisposts

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one-loki-fanfic-moved · 6 years

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13, 35, 36? :) I had more but I thought I'd try to be civil.

13. Memory?My favorite memory is from when I was little. My mom took my, my sister, and two of my cousins to a pond near our house often. We called it the duck pond park because we only ever went there to feed the ducks. Anyway, my older cousin ran up to my mom and said “Aunt Bonnie, Thomas is eating duck poop!” and my mom yelled at my cousin “Thomas, only pick up the popcorn!” She recorded it all on camera so we would watch that all the time and laugh our asses off. 35. Love?I go back and forth on my opinion on love. Sometimes I’m like “ugh fuck it” and other times I’m like “I need it” 36. Believe in ghost?I used to. I like watching Ghost Hunters every once in a while because I like supernatural stuff but I don’t really believe in ghosts anymore.

#blackirisposts

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fairyqueenofthedragons · 5 years

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Welp, I just broke down and cried for a good thirty minutes, I'm exhausted now and so annoyed with me "friend". We've never had a problem like this before.

I told him to shut up in a group chat cause he was in the wrong about what was said, and maybe that was rude of me. But I apologized after and he made it seem like the matter was closed but apparently fuckin not.

Making it seem like I'm entirely in the wrong while basically attacking me over messages. "I'll probably forgive you later, I'm just being petty now" like, no asshole, you hurt me a lot with what you said. I don't want your forgiveness, I want a damn apology.

Regardless, I'm gonna go to bed. I told him to come talk to be when he was done being petty and unless he comes with an apology I'm not responding.

#not fablehaven #liz no #sorry #i lwgit broke down #thank you blackirisposts for helping me #and my buddies on discord

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miss--river · 6 years

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Hello darling! Can I request surprising a certain Hiddles at / after a showing of the play he's in? As he's keen to do plays from time to time and I think it has potential for fluff-itude!

Title: Back HomeA/N: I've been to, like, three plays ever so I wrote only what I could remember! I’m sorry if I get anything wrong! I hope you like it! I also really wanted to be clever and use a theater term as the title but... I’m not clever and I don’t know anything about theater lmao! Sorry for the lame title!Summery: You surprise Tom with a visit after attending a play he’s in!Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x ReaderWarnings: None Word count: 787 Tom Hiddleston Taglist: @lilyrosebae @unfortunatelyymuggleEverything Taglist: @blackirisposts @zombiewerewolfqueen @omgopalsapphire @imkindajustheretho @lokiiis @tbetz0341 @randomparanoid @his-paradox @1800-fight-me @machimaquiavelli @nardo94 @frostymoon11 @takenbymyfandoms @legendaryorochimaru-sama @dolphinpink310 @lokifromjotunheimr37 @v-2bucky @lokiloveforever @ironmanlover24 @nightcrawler0213 @a-kiddo-with-a-doggo @heart-of-words-and-books @demonkitkat @quitesmolcreature @leenalee @lckicdinscn @hakuoyukiTell me if you would like to be on/off the taglists!MasterlistWattpad | Deviantart | AO3Feedback and/or reblogs are appreciated~

You wished you could have sat in the front row to properly see him but you also wanted to keep your presence a surprise. Tom hasn’t seen you in about six months due to your recent trip back home.

Everyday he would ask when you’d be back and you’d always tell him you didn’t know because, well, you really didn’t. There had been some recent family trouble and you wanted to make sure everything was okay before you left. Tom understood this but he still missed you dearly. When everything settled down you decided to let it be a nice surprise. The first person you called when you got back was his mother. You asked her about any plans he had and she told you about a play he took a role in. It was perfect!

The play itself was amazing but every time Tom stepped out your eyes were glued on him. He was fantastic as always and he looked incredibly handsome in his costume. Every time you got a good view of him it only made you more impatient, wanting to finally hug and kiss him again after six long months. You could almost picture his surprised expression!

When the play drew to a close, the actors and actresses took their final bow as the audience cheered. Soon, everyone was filing out into the lobby. A small crowed formed where the actors and actresses stood greeting and signing the show programmes. You held yours close and waited for the people to thin out a bit before approaching him. He wore a big smile and you could hear his adorable laugh ring out from across the room making you smile. You missed hearing it and it was like music to your ears.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, you made your way over excitedly. He was facing away from you when you reached him and tapped his shoulder.

“Sir, can you sign my booklet please?” You asked in a sweet, high pitched voice.

“Of course I-“ He did a double take when he went to reach for the pen in his pocket. His mouth fell open slightly as you held your programme out to him. When it finally registered you were really standing there his face lit up like a Christmas tree and he practically tackled you in a hug. “I missed you so much! I missed you, I missed you, I missed you!” Tom’s outburst caused quite a few heads to turn but he didn’t care.

You laughed as he peppered your face with kisses and refused to let you go. “I missed you, too! I’m so happy to finally be back!”

“I’m never letting go of you again!” Tom said burying his face in your neck.

“Tom, your beard tickles! Come on!” You laughed and tried push him away but he held on tighter. You couldn’t stop laughing as he rubbed his beard against your neck a couple times and then finally pulled away. “You’re gonna embarrass me!” You playfully hit his chest making him laugh.

“I can’t help it! I’m just happy you’re finally back!” He leaned down and quickly kissed you. “Wait here, I’m going to change out of my costume and then we’re going home so I can properly hold you.” He leaned down to kiss you again and then started on his way towards the dressing rooms. He didn’t make it very far before jogging back to kiss you again making it last just a smidge longer this time.

“Go change so we can leave!” You laughed at him.

“Okay!”

At least four more kisses happened before you finally forced him to go change. Now he’s back in his regular clothes escorting you out to the car. He held your hand the entire way home with a big grin on his face. It made your heart melt knowing just how much he missed you.

“We’re home!” He announced happily in a sing song voice. You both quickly made it inside and was greeted by a happy Bobby. His tail wagged furiously behind him and he jumped your legs wanting you to pet him.

“I’m happy to see you, too!” You cooed at him and scratched his head.

“It’s a bit late now.” Tom said looking at his watch. “Do you want me to make something for dinner or do you want a big breakfast tomorrow morning?”

“I big breakfast sounds amazing!” You said kissing him on the cheek.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He smiled.

“I just want to spend the rest of the night cuddling.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a proper kiss.

“Darling, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

#Tom Hiddleston #Tom Hiddleston x Reader #Tom Hiddleston x You #Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction #blackirisposts

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elenamiria · 3 years

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The Jedi

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Rating: 18+ Word Count: 4.8k Summary: (Direct sequel to this maul x reader fic) After the events of the day you have to reconcile what happened with your master. Obi-Wan for a change expresses himself through actions instead of words Warnings: Master and Padawan relationship (Padawan is of age and I never write with the thought that the master has known them for a long time or since they were not of age), mentions of bruises and bite marks, Fem reader, oral (fem recieving), piv sex, unprotected sex, creampie, inappropriate use of the force Masterlist -- Tags (send an ask or message me if you’d like to be added): @fishswimbetterunderwater @a-dorin @blxwjobsforclones @lynnie51 @katrynec @mistermiraclee @theelvenvalkyrie @crazycatladyjenga @stonegoldsecret-v2 @blackirisposts

You paced around the room aimlessly as you waited for your master to show up, nothing to distract you from your thoughts. You tried to squash down the fear inside you for what lay ahead not wanting to add to your already long list of un-Jedi like behavior from that day. When the sudden noise of a second set of footsteps joined yours you froze. The sounds grew to a thunderous level in your head before silence fell through the room, your back was to the entrance and a pit formed in your gut as you slowly turned around. Obi-Wan stood there in his usual attire, looking as composed as ever and yet as his cerulean eyes took in your form you felt yourself tremble under his gaze. You were the first to break the silence with a quiet, "I'm sorry," not knowing what else to say.

Obi-Wan shifted and took an audible inhale, the breath catching in his chest before he could say anything. His exhale was equally as loud as he shook his head, looking away briefly, your heart was in your stomach as you felt tears gather in your eyes. When his gaze turned back to you he noticeably softened as he called out to you, "Oh no, none of that. Come here darling."

His arms opened and in seconds you were across the room slamming into him and pulling him close to you. Obi-Wan returned your tight embrace one hand coming to grasp the back of your head firmly as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his other arm firmly wrapped around your waist. You weren't even aware that you were crying until you gasped for air and Obi pulled away enough that he could cup your face softly. His thumb brushed away your tears as his eyes roamed your face, "It's alright, I'm here, it's ok."

You bit your lip as you took deep breaths mimicking his breathing in an attempt to calm yourself. Once you had stopped your tears Obi-Wan offered you a toothy smile and your eyes darted to his mouth before locking eyes with him.

"You aren't angry with me?" You questioned hesitantly, almost afraid to hear the answer. Obi's countenance darkened for just a second, you would have missed it if you did not know him so well, before switching back to a more neutral look - though he couldn't hide the relief in his eyes.

"No little one, I'm not angry with you. I am relieved that Maul didn't hurt or kill you...I don't know what I would have done." Obi-Wan's admission came a surprise to you, though it was obvious the both of you cared about each other a great deal it wasn't a fact the two of you often discussed. Especially when your feelings for him ran far deeper than a simple master and padawan bond should. You offered Obi-Wan a small smile as he continued, "We can deal with what happened here later, for now let's get you back to the ship."

His words gave you pause as you remembered the whole reason for being on-planet in the first place, for a moment you panicked as you gasped out, "The troopers!"

Obi once again soothed you, his hand slipping down your spine to rub gently at your back, "They're fine, they contacted me when you didn't make contact with them and they all have been picked up and are back on the capital ship. I had come down myself with a few men to look for you when you..."

Trailing off Obi-Wan abruptly pulled away from you, his face red, as he cleared his throat and straightened up, nodding towards the door, "Like I said we can discuss that later. Why don't we go back to the ship for now."

The speeder ride back to the troopers was silent and awkward, as was the ride back to the main ship. Obi was quick to escort you back to your quarters and away from prying ears, something which you were immensely grateful for. When you entered your room there was another spot of silence until both of you were speaking at once, “I don’t know how it happened and I-”

“You moaned my name. Twice.” Obi-Wan’s words intercut with yours and you froze as your brain processed what he was saying. Eyes wide you sputtered for a moment until you managed to spit out a lame, “Yes.”

You could see Obi-Wan’s cheeks reddening through his well groomed beard and you felt your own face heating as well. Looking down at the ground you mumbled, “I did. I- when I heard your voice all I could think about was you and I....”

Trailing off you really hoped he understood what you were going for and didn’t ask you to elaborate. A surprised little ‘oh’ left Obi-Wan’s mouth before he cleared his throat and questioned, “Have you thought about...you and I before those moments?”

You were sure his question was innocent, there was no way Obi-Wan felt the same way you did. He had never shown any outward interest - always the picture perfect Master, however you felt shame rising in you at the sheer amount of times you had thought about Obi in that light. You nodded and heard Obi-Wan take a deep breath before letting out a long sigh, it was then that it all became too much. You didn’t want to hear his rejection of you and you didn’t want to hear another lecture about the ways of the order, and you especially didn’t want to have to talk about having fucked your Master’s worst enemy. Instead you glanced at Obi-Wan muttering, ‘I need a shower,’ and fleeing to the bathroom.

The mirror was finally defogging from your extremely long and probably too hot, but much needed, shower. You stared at your appearance in the mirror, fingers brushing over the faint bruises blossoming on your hips, only just noticeable, before you tugged your underwear up. The room was hot from your near scalding shower but you pulled a spare undershirt over your body anyway. Your fingers lingered on your neck, 3 large marks decorating the skin there and you sighed lightly. The shirt did little to conceal the marks and so you tugged on the robe you had thrown on the floor earlier, pulling it tight around your body. A knock on the door startled you from your thoughts and you responded with a short “Come in.”

Attempting to find something to busy yourself with you found yourself picking at imaginary dirt from under your fingernails. Obi-Wan’s call of your name had your eyes darting to meet his in the mirror. Your breath hitched at his face etched with worry.

“Are you sure your alright little one? I-I know you said you were alright but it would make me feel better if I could check you for injuries myself.”

Your eyes hardened for just a second, fully prepared to say no, but the pure desperation you found in his eyes had you giving in. Giving him a short nod you whispered, “go ahead,” so quietly Obi-Wan nearly missed it. Looking down at the floor you slowly turned to face him, his hands landed on your arms trailing down to lace fingers with you. A soft squeeze had you finally glancing up to meet Obi’s eyes. Though just moments ago looking him in the eye had seemed terrifying now that your gaze locked with his it was the only thing convincing you that everything was going to be alright.

You were the one who unclasped your robe, shrugging it off your shoulders and allowing it to fall to the ground again. Obi-Wan’s breathing stuttered as he caught a glimpse of your neck, his fingers immediately hovering over the marks almost touching them. His hands dropped quickly as he seemingly realized they were made by Maul’s mouth and a displeased look covered his face. Obi’s eyes trailed down your body and his hands settled on the hem of your shirt. When you gave him a slight nod his palms began sliding up your shirt baring your upper thighs to him, once the shirt made it over your hips he paused. Blue eyes picked up on the faint marks on your hips and his fingers brushed over your left side causing a small hiccup in your breathing as your face heated at his tender touch. Obi-Wan’s eyes darted to your face and he whispered out, “Does that hurt little one?”

You nodded and Obi-Wan started to bend down as if he was going to examine it further until you spoke, “It’s not necessarily the bad kind of hurt though. It’s uh, more just sore.”

You offered, not wanting him to trouble himself over something so insignificant. However Obi-Wan continued his path downwards and as he settled on his knees in front of you a teasing glint entered his eyes as he questioned, “So, you don’t want me to kiss it better?”

Your jaw dropped at his brazen words, face burning hot as a squeak escaped you. Swallowing deeply you glanced down at your master while he stared expectantly up at you, waiting for a response. You nodded again though all that earned you was a slight head tilt and you pouted lightly realizing that you would actually have to admit what you wanted. Taking a deep breath your hand reached over to cup his cheek, fingers brushing through his scruff lightly as you breathily requested, “Kiss it better, please Obi-Wan.”

Your words came out a bit more sensually than you had planned but with the way Obi-Wan’s eyes darkened you couldn’t find it in you to care. Obi’s eyes trailed back down to his target, a spot just above where your panties ended, and suddenly he was pressing forward and placing a hot open mouthed kiss the the bruised area. A gasp flew from you as Obi-Wan suckled lightly at the affected area, sending a pleasurable shiver down your spine. His tongue lapped gently in between sucking and experimentally he nipped at the area causing a startled yelp to fill the room. As Obi-Wan made his way down the area, beard scratching at your stomach and leaving your hips to buck unconsciously, his hands slid to your ass - groping firmly. His mouth made its way to hover just over your clothed and absolutely soaked pussy. Taking a moment Obi-Wan looked up at you once again as he cooed out, “And what about here, darling? Are you sore here too?”

Truth be told you were sore from the thorough fucking that you had received from the former sith lord but there was a part of you that was aching for this so strongly that you couldn't hold back any longer. Gliding your hands to your panties you grasped the edges and pulled them off, muttering sweetly, “I bet you could make my cunt feel so much better Obi-Wan, it’s aching for you.”

Obi audibly choked at your words, his hands settling on your thigh as he guided your legs open and exposed your slick swollen lips to him. A low groan slid from his throat as he took in just how soaked you were for him and you caught the way his tongue darted out to wet his lips. Moments later it was you who was letting out a groan as Obi-Wan flattened his tongue and licked a broad stroke up your lips, catching on your clit and causing your legs to tremble. Repeating the motion Obi took in your taste, your freshly bathed scent, everything about you that he could take in he did - desperate for every part of you. As he repeated the long lick a third time his hands squeezed your thighs gently and before you knew it Obi-Wan was diving in, lapping and sucking at your clit like a man starved. You cried out, partially in surprise partially in pleasure, and your hand buried in his hair as bliss shot through your body.

Your hips canted towards him unconsciously, enraptured with the pleasure you were receiving and delighting in the way his scruff rubbed against you. The way you continually ground against his face along with the perfect little whimpers and whines you were causing Obi-Wan to harden, cock swelling with need, desperate for you. As he continued his ministrations one of his hands left your thigh to grasp at his aching length over his pants, needing some form of contact. When his hand left you, curiously you had looked down and you could immediately tell what was going on.

Your breath hitched and though Obi had worked you up so close to reaching your peak you decided there was another place you’d rather cum. Reaching down you tugged lightly on his hair urging him away from your dripping lips with a cry of his name to draw his attention to you. His dazed expression almost tipped you right over the edge - his beard and lips glistening with your juices, the way his tongue darted out to clean his lips, and the way he stared up at you like you held all the stars in the galaxy. A breathless smile covered your face as you guided Obi to stand again and crashing your lips together once again. His arms were wrapped around you in and instant, pulling you close as if he were worried you would disappear. You could taste your tang on his lips and on his tongue when you parted your lips for him, the taste combined with his causing you to whimper into his mouth. When you finally broke apart with a soft moan you trailed your hand down to stroke his cock as you pleaded, “Please fuck me, Obi.”

A deep pleased rumble left Obi-Wan’s chest and he captured your hand to tug you out of the bathroom to the small bed within your quarters. Sitting down on the bed he tugged you onto his lap, legs on either side of his thighs and your cunt just barely brushing his bulge. Obi kissed you soft and sweet this time while your hands made quick work of undoing his breeches to tug his thick length out. As you hands brushed against his cock Obi-Wan let out a strangle sort of groan as his head jerked back, eyes squeezing shut for just a moment. His reaction had your lips parting before curving into a soft smirk and you ran your fingers up and down the length of his rigid dick, eyes watching his reactions intently wanting to commit each one to memory. After a particularly needy gasp of your name you took mercy on your master and lined his tip up with your entrance, your hips brushed back and forth slightly, coating his tip in your juices before you sank down onto him. The first few inches took your breath away and you could tell Obi-Wan was feeling it too as his hands landed firmly on your hips. You let out a small hiss as his hands squeezed over the bruised areas and quickly he relocated his hands to your waist with an apology. Your hands landed on his shoulders and you gave them a squeeze as you whispered out, “It’s alright Obi-Wan.”

Taking a few deep breaths you raised yourself up slightly before sinking back down onto the hard cock below you, taking a little more of him into you each time you repeated the motion. When you felt like you could take him all you allowed yourself to sit hard on his length and he bottomed out deep within you. Your walls fluttered hard around him as you nuzzled into his neck, smothering the moans that flew from your mouth. Obi’s hands tightened as he breathed out your name and swearing seconds later when you clamped down on him. As you adjusted to the feeling you slowly started to grind your hips against his, whimpering while his cock brushed up against your most sensitive spots. Gasps filled the air as both of you took in the pleasure and you leaned back in order to start bouncing on Obi-Wan’s length.

Your Master guided you, using his hands to help you keep your rhythm, and this time he was burying his face in your neck. He left light kisses and gentle nips over the areas where Maul’s teeth had bruised, soft and gentle where Maul was rough. Obi-Wan didn’t seek to mark you as his only to soothe and comfort, he hoped to let you know that it was alright and that he still loved you despite what had happened. His softness had your walls clenching at every brush of his beard and every time his lips touched your neck, it was all so overwhelming you found you were barely able to keep your pace. Obi-Wan must have sensed your struggle as he lifted you off of him, despite your protests, in order to lay you down on the bed below him. Settling in front of you he lined back up with your entrance while your legs wrapped around his hips - urging him forward. A light laugh filled the air as Obi-Wan smiled down at you and teasingly chided, “Patience, little one.”

You couldn’t help the pout that covered your lips until Obi-Wan leaned forward to kiss it away. You giggled softly against his lips, unable to stay annoyed with him especially when he was kissing your thoughts away. His hand that wasn’t holding his weight found the edge of your shirt and slid under it, forging a path up your stomach and sternum before settling on your breasts. Gasping as Obi-Wan’s lithe fingers tweaked at your nipple he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth while you arched your back below him. In the midst of this Obi’s hips finally relented and his cock prodded at your entrance before you reached down to angle him properly so as he shifted forward his cock pushed into your depths.

Your cunt clenched around his tip desperate for more and Obi-Wan was happy to oblige, pressing forwards as he he broke apart from your lips to sit up straight. His hips thrust forward the rest of the way until his hips were flush with yours and you were both sighing in pleasure. You whimpered under him and bucked your hips with a soft cry of his name, Obi-Wan smiled down at you as his hips dragged backwards. The slow pull of his cock against your sensitive entrance had you whining below him as your hips chased after his only to loudly cry out when his hips snapped forward again. He repeated these slow drags and quick thrusts for several long minutes until you were writhing beneath him, babbling and pleading for more. Obi-Wan teased until a cry of, “Master, Please!”, left your lips and he finally caved.

Your words had him growling out your name as his hips sped up to a steady rhythm, the sounds of him dicking you down filling the air. His grip on your waist tightened slightly as his cock pounded away and you were shocked by the fast pace he had set. You had expected Obi-Wan to want to take things slow but after all the buildup it seemed he was as desperate for you as you were for him. His grip on your waist had pulled your shirt tight against your body showing off the way your tits bounced on every thrust into your slick cunt. Obi’s eyes were trained on them and his hips sped up as he adjusted his grip, one hand fisting your shirt to keep it tight while his other grabbed one of your tits. Squeezing softly he ran his thumb over your peak, quickly finding your nipple and rolling it between two fingers, causing it to stiffen and for a squeak to fly from your lips. Your hand shot down to your clit as a deep thrust hit something that had you seeing stars and your orgasm fast approached while Obi toyed with your nipples. Panting your fingers rubbed tight circles on your clit until both your arms were wrenched over your head and pinned there by unseen hands. Obi-Wan’s use of the force had your walls tightening around him as he growled out, “Let me take care of you little one.”

His hand which had been wrapped in your shirt slid down your tummy to find your clit, mimicking you movements and rubbing in tight circles that had you crying out for more. Your hips bucked in time with his thrusts as his cock slammed into you over and over. You were so close to tipping over the edge and your eyes met Obi-Wan's as you simpered out, “Obi, please I’m so close. I need you Obi.”

Shifting his weight his pace slowed as his arm slid under your body to grasp at the back of your neck and he leaned down, his chest pressing into yours as his lips captured yours. His adjusted position allowed him to press deeper into your tight cunt, once again brushing up against your g-spot and hitting it consistently on each thrust. He swallowed down your cries as you tipped over the edge, pussy spasming and clenching around his length, his fingers working you through the orgasm. Your chest expanded as you wiggled below him, pressing the two of you together impossibly close, and you whined into his mouth as his fingers continued toying with your clit, prolonging your pleasure. Muttering a protest against his lips at the overstimulation you were silenced by him pulling back just enough to whisper, “It’s alright darling, I have you. You can give me one more, I know you can do it my good girl.”

His words sent a heavy aftershock through your body and your walls fluttered much to Obi-Wan’s delight as he let out a light moan. His slow, sensual pace continued and your cunt squeezed constantly around his length as the stimulation on your little bundle of nerves got to be too much. Your hands clenched, fingers digging into your palm, as you attempted to smother your noises as they grew in both frequency and volume the closer you got to your second orgasm. As Obi slammed into you particularly hard you couldn’t hold back the blissed out noise that slipped between your lips as your eyes unfocused for a brief moment. Obi-Wan repeated the motion causing the same reaction as you lost yourself in the pleasure, Obi grunting as you clamped down on him.

“You like that little one? Want me to fuck you like that until you cum for me darling?” He questioned, continuing the same motion and increasing his speed without waiting for a response. Though it was just as well since you were fairly incapable of responding to him as your eyes glazed over and you cried his name out as you were swept up in your second release. As if determined to blind you with pleasure Obi’s fingers sped up against your clit, rubbing furiously and causing your whole body to tighten - spiraling higher and higher until it was all too much and your body went limp. You felt a rush of liquid as you gushed around his thick cock and the obscene squelching noise that filled the air as your Master fucked you through your orgasm caused an embarrassed moan to escape you. The slick tickled at your clit and soaked his fingers, which he finally removed from your aching nub, and you whimpered when you felt it slide down your asshole to land on the bed. At the feeling your weak cunt clenched and Obi thrust a few more times, until he stilled deep within you as he reached his own peak. His cum shot out in ribbons, painting your walls and filling you up more than you thought possible. As he came inside you up his grip on your hands through the force faltered and your arms were free, instantly clinging to his shoulders as soon as you realized you could move, tugging him to you for a soft kiss.

The two of you lay together for a long moment, him nuzzling into your neck and you laying there thoroughly exhausted as you stroked his hair gently, arms still wrapped around his shoulder. Obi-Wan was the first to move with a regretful groan as he separated from your heat, you flinched as he withdrew and for the second time in 24 standard hours you felt cum sliding from your sated pussy. A whimper left you but you were far to exhausted to do anything about it, not even noticing that Obi-Wan had disappeared to grab a warm damp cloth along with a meal bar and water. Having removed his outer layers he came back with just his undershirt and underwear on as he knelt by the edge of the bed. Tenderly he moved your legs so he could clean up the mess of your combined cum in slow gentle strokes. When he was finished he helped you sit up in order to eat and drink, sliding back onto the bed behind you and his arms winding around you waist. You eased back into him with a contented sigh and he accepted your glass and trash, laying them on the floor, when you were finished. The two of you maneuvered until you were comfortable, Obi-Wan laying on his back with an arm tugging you close while you used his chest as a pillow and pressed yourself to his side. After all the recent events your brain was running a mile a minute and yet you could barely keep your eyes open. Drowsily you went to ask Obi-Wan a question but all you got out was his name before your eyes fluttered shut. That last thing you heard before drifting off was, “Just rest now sweet little one, I’ll be here when you wake.”

It was dark. Pitch black, and yet someone else was there - you could sense them. Cautiously spinning around you attempted to peer through the darkness to no avail. Your hand reached unconsciously for your lightsaber only to find it missing and you tensed. Finally something broke the silence, a recognizable deep angry low growl that sent a shiver down your spine.

“You’ve been very bad my little Jedi. Such a little slut you let your Master fuck you not even a day after I did. Do you really have such a greedy cunt?” The voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time and you spun trying to locate him. You could feel your annoyance at the Sith build as he refused to show himself until you froze as his golden eyes glowed at you in the darkness. You had to bite back a whimper as he stalked towards you, a mix of arousal and anger filling you. His voice echoed towards you, reverberating off of nothing in a way that had you quivering, “Don’t worry my little whore, the next time I see you...I’ll make sure you get what you need.”

In a sudden flurry of movement he was inches from you, his hand pulling your head back harshly as his teeth bared in a fierce scowl, “I’ll have to remind you that you belong to me.”

A yelp flew from your lips at the unexpected closeness and suddenly you were shooting forward, sitting up quickly. Blinking blearily you tried to regain your bearings as you looked around for Maul frantically. It wasn't until a sleep filled call of your name met your ears that you convinced yourself it was just a dream. Obi-Wan’s hand met your spine as he called to you again and you turned to meet his furrowed brow and concerned blue eyes. Smiling you nodded with a whisper of, “Just a bad dream, that’s all.”, before you allowed him to pull you back down to him. Nuzzling into his chest you allowed yourself to relax as you repeated softly, “It was just a dream. Just a dream.”

Maul’s piercing yellow gaze bore into the ceiling above his bed. A smirk tugged at his lips, he had never planned on fucking you again - figuring he would use you against Kenobi the next time he found you, and then disposing of you. But now? Now that he knew your Master had feelings for you it was going to be so much more delicious to ruin you for him. He groaned as he felt his cock twitch as recalled all the depraved things you and he had done last time before thinking of all the things he was going to do to you the next time he found you. Maul’s eyes slid shut as his hand wrapped around his aching length, for now he’d just have to be content with his own imagination.

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