too close pt II (NSFW)
/NSFW Obi-Wan x Reader/
A/N: PART I HERE! // I'm alive and I wrote 1k+ in one day wtf! Anyway, here's some long and gentle smut with Mr. Obi-Wan Kenobi. ;) enjoy!
Warnings: use of “y/n”, reader is bottoming, oral sex (reader receiving), reader's bits are not specified, penetrative sex.
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After your first solo assignment had been a success, you were back to your missions with your Master, Obi-Wan.
You two had gone to Coruscant and found yourselves in a shady part of town where you'd found a hotel to stay in.
"You will give us your best room." You said with a wave of the hand to the rude attendant.
"I will give you our best room! Follow me." Obi-wan shared a quick disapproving look before actually smiling. He knew it wasn't exactly moral, but it was really funny.
Arriving at your room, you two approved of the big luxurious space. But… there was only one large bed.
"Oh…" you realized, a laugh threatening to get out as you looked at Obi-Wan's face in terror.
He volunteered to sleep on the couch, but you convinced him the bed was big enough for the both of you… so he stayed.
At the time, you were both suppressing your feelings, for you didn't want them to interfere with the missions. But in times like this, that proved to be really hard.
You couldn't stop thinking about him, and, unbeknownst to you, he couldn't stop thinking about you either. About that kiss in his quarters, the way you two moved together so effortlessly. It felt magical, it felt right. You wondered if he felt the same.
After the two of you changed to more comfortable clothing, you both stepped onto the bed to rest. "This could be dangerous." his voice quieter now that he stared at you. Both on your sides facing each other.
"It's only dangerous if you want it to be…" you teased, but Obi-Wan didn't smile, instead, his eyes grew darker.
A chill ran down your spine as you felt him smoothing his palm down your arm, then your leg… then slowly tracing circles on the skin of your thigh.
You inhaled and closed your eyes, savoring the touch. That's when you felt his lips on yours, chaste, slow, almost doubtful. But he didn't need to doubt anything.
You grabbed Obi-Wan by the shirt so he could climb on top of you, kissing him deeply. He responded with a low noise that came from his throat, echoing through your body down your core.
You opened your legs more so he was slotted between them, kissing and moving your hips, with one hand he ran his palm through your legs and grabbed at the thighs, with the other he grasped softly a nice fistull of your hair while planting open mouth kisses down your neck.
Maker, you were so horny. You felt his hot skin as you ran your hands up his back, underneath his shirt. You could swear he shivered at the touch, only driving you crazier with the thought of him being so sensitive.
You moaned as he kissed your neck, earning another shiver from him. Obi-Wan then broke the kiss to look at you, fondly and full of desire.
“Are you sure about this?” Voice breathless and gentle. He waited for your response.
But all you could do was nod, not able to answer as you kissed him again, slow and deep, and that response was definitely enough.
Clothes were gone before you knew it, tossed onto the floor as you two embraced each other, not caring where they would land.
He was still on top of you, taking in the sight of your body. He let a silent “Woah” as he looked at you, making you giggle quietly.
The smile he gave you was astonishing and bright. You couldn't help but reach out to him and give him a slow chaste kiss.
Obi-Wan looked at you, his blue eyes now dark with desire. It lit up something in your core you hadn't felt in ages. He looked so handsome, hair messy and skin glistening.
You smoothed your palms down his pecs and his belly, dangerously close to his now-hardening member. He closed his eyes, putting his hands on top of yours as you massaged his body… he felt drunk in the feeling of you, and you both couldn't get enough.
You reached to kiss him again, this time, lowering your hand to his cock, stroking teasingly slow. He moaned, eyes closed with pleasure as he still maintained a hand on top of yours, Obi-Wan needed to feel you… all of you.
He then kissed a path from your mouth to your stomach, slow and tender. With every kiss a soft shiver down your spine. Maker, how you wanted him.
He stopped right above your sex before looking at you for approval. All you could do was whisper “Yes, please…” before he continued.
You felt out of this plane, pleasure deliciously overwhelming as he kissed, licked, and sucked at all the right places. He was hungry for your taste, and oh you tasted so good to him. Like sex and you… you.
Taking his time, he inserted one, then two fingers in you. Curling them to hit the perfect spot. You moaned in approval, rocking your hips to meet his digits and mouth.
Right before you felt like cumming, Obi-Wan stopped. You protested a little, catching a rascal smile coming from him.
Obi-wan then traced again the path of kisses from your stomach to your neck. There, he took his time to leave love marks all over your skin. Not worried about how you would have to hide them later.
You ran your fingers through his hair, loving the sensation of his lips all over you… You just couldn't get enough, you needed more.
“Obi…” you let out, as you lowered your other hand to caress his member, hard and warm. You knew he couldn't wait any longer as well.
“Y/N…” he closed his eyes, trying his best not to finish with just your touch. He couldn't believe this was happening… it felt infinitely better than any fantasy he could come up with.
Obi-Wan then gently grabbed your thighs, moving them up so he could position himself just right. His cock now resting at your entrance.
He looked at you, waiting for your approval again. You nodded, moving a hand to rub on his cheek. He was glowing, eyes bright, lips parted… He looked beautiful.
Slowly, you felt him filling you. A nice stretch that made you moan, feeling so good it almost felt too much.
“Oh, my dear… You feel so good…” Obi-Wan’s voice was coarse with pleasure, resonating through your body. He was breathing loudly, groaning at the feeling of you tight around him.
All you could do was moan as he picked up a rhythm, slow and deep. Your legs squeezed around his torso, bringing him closer.
He kissed you passionately, deep and full of feeling. Your racing hearts synchronized with each other. You were so close, that's all you ever wanted.
You came first, vision blacking out while your body shook with waves of pleasure like you've never felt before. And Obi followed right after.
He pulled out, coming onto your stomach as he moaned your name… you thought to yourself he had never looked better.
You were both exhausted, but as he collapsed onto his side of the bed, you managed to use the force to grab a towel from the bathroom and try to clean up as much as you could.
Laying there in front of him, you just couldn't deny the feelings that blossomed even more after that experience. After a few moments, teary-eyed and afraid, you gathered all your courage to say:
“Would it be so bad if I said I love you?” his eyes widened, probably catching him off guard. You felt your stomach sink, the last thing you wanted was to ruin things… “I know, I know…”
A few moments in silence proved to feel like hours, Obi-Wan's blue eyes never leaving your face.
“It would be even worse if I said I love you as well.” Suddenly his voice echoed through the room, gentle as always. He loved you, and nothing could ever be better than that.
A single tear ran down your cheek and he was quick enough to catch it, right before you cupped his face and kissed him.
And again, and again… kissing and giggling like teenagers, you stayed there until you finally slept, embraced in each other's arms.
And just like that, you both felt like home.
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[ Great Mullein : a small collection of superstitions from France.]
In Antiquity, this plant was used to make wicks for lighting. In the 18th century, it is found associated with a few fires charged with magic.
In Loir et Cher and Somme, great mullein is used to make torches for Brandons Day (the first Sunday of Lent), rods which are then placed above the door of the stables to protect the cattle from disease and evil spells.
The spongy leaves of the plant are believed to absorb venom into the blood. It is said that a weasel bitten by a snake will roll in mullein and some Poitou healers use it for viper bites. In Vienne, a rabid dog is cured by rubbing it with fresh mullein juice.
Ancient medieval recipes (…) require the performance of a magic rite :
To cure scrofula*, one heats a leaf of white broth drizzled with wine that a virgin girl must put on the evil while invoking Apollo.
Against quartan fever, you have to get a foot of mullein while reciting a rosary, without speaking or greeting anyone. It is then pulled out with its root, the whole thing is thrown to the wind and the patient is cured. (Thiers, 17th century)
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*Old name of chronic cervical adenitis, of tuberculous origin, which gave rise to a cold abscess which fistulized durably, then left scars (...)
(Excerpts from MC Delmas + the Larousse. Pic @herba-disula )
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