kit's list of obikin fic recs in no particular order
y'all asked and i finally answered.....here's a list of fics i've read and adored this year! note that i've tagged things that i think could squick people (a/b/o dynamics, weird biology, dub con, heavy kink, etc), and i've noted the ratings (explicit, mature, teen), but i have not noted top/bottom (this list contains a pretty even split of both) and i haven’t indicated which are WIPs - take a chance! i've left little paragraphs as to why i liked the fic but i tried to keep spoilers out of them so the story can be a surprise :D
remember to leave a comment and a kudos if you enjoyed the fic :D
Igneous - zimriya
Notes: Explicit, A/B/O dynamics, canon compliant, series!
Trying to find this fic so I could reread it was the thing that prompted me to make this list. That’s how amazing this fic is. It tears out your heart strings. It hurts. I love it. It’s soft. It makes me cry. I am never going to recover from this perfect retelling of canon. This hurts just as much as the kenobi show. I owe this author a medical bill and a thank you card. I don’t care if a/b/o isn’t your thing or omega obi-wan isn’t your thing i need you to try reading this fic i really do because it’s just honestly superb and beautiful prose and i think about some of these lines near daily. Ok, fine. Daily.
I’d Never Be Me (Without The Support of Your Loving Arms) by euryrice
Notes: Explicit
i don’t think i’ll ever stop talking or thinking about this fic, it’s up there for me….such a good take on a bond/spy au that I don’t think I’ll ever seriously try at one myself because it’d never be ‘i’d never be me without the support of your loving arms’; it’s just so well thought through. Canon lovingly applied. Kit beautifully moved and hungry for a second part of the series, even though it doesn’t even need a second part and is perfect as a stand alone. Witty banter rating: 10/10
Hooked On You by @whohatessand
Notes: Explicit, infidelity, side anidala (padmé is being cheated on)
Dirty bad wrong never felt so good though; Anakin is cheating on his wife with her campaign manager. Anakin is very not satisfied with being a trophy husband, and honestly it’s so valid of him. This is so well-written that Anakin’s frustration with his life, his wife, his duties all feels very real and understandable. Does that excuse the cheating and the spit-as-lube fucking at a donor ball? Nah, but they know it doesn’t. And it ends on a very hopeful obikin note, which is my favorite
The Final Frontier of Pleasure by @jedibongrip
Notes: Explicit, bp!Anakin, virginity kink (ish?)
“Just the tip” made into a very hot 2k fic wherein anakin’s definitely not a virgin anymore, but obi-wan’s gonna go along with it if it makes him happy (and means that he gets to keep touching him, god bless); note to say that all of this author’s stuff is very good!
Stars To Fill My Dreams by hidden_humours
Notes: Explicit, reverse master/padawan, dark Anakin
Anakin is teetering on going off the walls insane in this fic and I am so here for it. This is just amazing. I love a padawan obi-wan and I especially love this time-travel with a twist (which I won’t spoil!); the summary even says “yeah this anakin isn’t all there” and the author is right!!! 100%!! I love it. I want to poke this Anakin with a stick. I want to push him off his metaphorical cliff of sanity. I want to push Obi-Wan off a cliff just to see what this Anakin would do. What a fic. What a goddamn fic.
Obi-Two by @virahaus
Notes: Explicit, Obi-Wan/Anakin/Obi-Wan
Guys, holy shit I am so excited for this WIP you have no idea. Everything about it is delicious so far. The Obi-Wan that gets zapped back in time just before ROTS/Order 66 is living to see twunk Anakin again and he is so soft yet so commanding about it. Ben!Obi-Wan literally kills me in this fic. If there’s never another chapter, I’m begging you to read this anyway, it’s that good.
Vast as the sea, constant as the tide by @moonlightatnoon
Notes: Explicit, pirate!anakin, captain!Obi-Wan
So maybe Kit’s attention was captured and held by the sea-themed title…she’s a simple lady. But this fic is absolutely beautiful. I love the intrigue, the history, the pining of it all. My attention, much like Obi-Wan, was gently captured and held hostage by pirate Anakin and the way he’s like ‘my obi-wan <3 mine <3’ while also being a whole ass pathetic lil mew mew of a pirate. He is so possessive and fearsome and clingy and needy I love this Anakin and how much he needs his Obi-Wan. I love the ending especially! Beautifully done.
Buns of Steel by @ragnarlothcat
Notes: Explicit, humor, himbos the both of them
Put this under Fics That Make Kit Want To Join A Gym. I love the humor here (Rag has such a legendary way with a great turn of phrase and pacing of jokes that just makes the fic fly by) and the ridiculousness of it all. Obi-Wan here is extremely lovably bitchy and I adore it. His dialogue is quite polite, but this is a fic where the narration really makes the characterization pop. Also the amount of lusting after his beautiful aerobics instructor that Obi-Wan does…and how UNFAIR he finds Anakin’s beauty. Just amazing. Cheering for Obi-Wan living his best life and getting the hot aerobics instructor in the end.
My Thoughts I Confess (Verge On Dirty) by @artemisthehuntress
Notes: Explicit, horny, horny, horny Obi-Wan
This is, of course, the other fic filed under Fics That Make Kit Want To Join A Gym. I love Anakin in booty shorts. I love Obi-Wan, head empty and no thoughts because his dick is too goddamn hard to see straight. One should not be exercising under such conditions. The humor here is impeccable. Love all of Obi-Wan’s fantasies with the hot guy working out next to him. If you’re a fan of horny-grip Obi-Wan, this is the fic for you! If you’re not as into horny-grip Obi-Wan, I’d say this fic is still worth the read because it’s just written so well.
just like the days we’d burn by @travellingcircus
Notes: Explicit, PTSD mentions, heavy
I was always going to rec one of travellingcircus’ fics of course. They are a fantastic writer and I love their fics - especially the long oneshots that consume my entire night when I see that one’s been posted and I get to delve into a new side of obikin I could never imagine. This fic is one of my favorites by them – and maybe one of my favorite modern aus all together. Anakin has a racing career until he has an accident. Then he goes back to his small town and decides to have Obi-Wan instead because first love (I love first love fics especially in modern aus)!! Also Obi-Wan has a motorbike. This is excellent news. He also has helmet hair. I love Anakin in this fic so much. He’s crazy. He’s wounded. He’s obsessed. He’s in love. He’s desperate. And Anakin makes Obi-Wan all these things too. Such a good modern au for these characters. They feel so close to their canon characters, it’s marvelous.
Where Every Mask Cracks by skyl_tales
Notes: Explicit, a spin-off of one of their other fics, but can be standalone
Skyl_tales’ fics for me are the very definition of fandom classic. They were the first fics I read and I continue to reread them roughly maybe once every year at least. They’re just all very readable. The writing style is something I have always loved and envied – their fics are approachable and entertaining, no matter how much you know or don’t know about Star War at the time of your reading. Tbh I think this is the fic author who has influenced my writing the most! I love this fic in particular because I do have a soft spot for vaderwan. Old Ben being delightfully torn up over Vader and Vader being delightfully unhinged about his former master…..with a magical fix-it device that restores both of them to their younger, strongest selves (if only to make the fucking easier and the horny insatiable)
Gay Chicken by zimriya
Notes: Explicit, enemies to lovers, light daddy kink
Where to begin with this fic!!! I guess I cannot stress enough how much I love humor in fics when done right and this is done so well. Like it is literally so funny and so normal. There is something so beautiful about putting these space monk superheroes into like. Just situations. This fic is about laundry. But also upstairs neighbors. But also lost loves??? I’m always a bit hesitant for fics with a lot of notes/messages, because I can find that hard to read, but this was very, very easy to read, both format-wise and flow of the story wise. I love them both being assholes to each other. Love them slowly becoming friends through notes under the monikers “501” and “212”. LOVE the twist.
wildest dreams by kidhuzural
Notes: Explicit, 5+1 fic
Basically: Baby Anakin wants to get married to Obi-Wan. Teenager padawan Anakin wants to marry Obi-Wan. Clone Wars Anakin wants to marry Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan wants to marry Clone Wars Anakin. I love love love fics that start out with baby padawan Anakin and have him grow up. It places so much emphasis on their master&padawan relationship and how important they were to each other before AOTC or TCW, which I think is the strongest basis for obikin. Also this Anakin is just so cute and Obi-Wan cares for his baby padawan so much!! All in all, this fic is just so sweet. Obsessed.
In Pursuit of Cold Water by @jswander
Notes: Mature, Merman!Anakin
Can I have a fic rec list that doesn’t include this fic?? I love this fic. I think I reread it like twenty times while waiting for the last chapter, and it was worth it and gripping and incredible each time. I am fascinated by writers who can worldbuild, and Jo worldbuilds so well in this mermaid AU. I love the descriptions of their fins; the possessiveness, the hurt, the anger, the jadeness, and the naivete of Anakin somehow all existing in the same character and all being so justified. There’s some really heavy moments and also really silly moments (they dress Anakin up as an old lady to avoid detection at one point). I love the development of their relationship and especially the growth of their mental bond. Such a good translation of their Force bond in canon (and such a clever work-around for a mermaid not speaking English!) Just an amazing fic. So good.
The Devil’s In The Details by @ragnarlothcat
Notes: Explicit, demon Anakin, darker!Anakin (because of the demon bit)
Back at it again with my Rag-writing obsession! I’m loving this WIP and how evil and innocent Anakin is. Yeah, he’s a demon haunting Obi-Wan’s new house; yeah, he’s killed like. A ton of people. But he’s so pathetic. So very eager to please. So very attractive. As a reader, you’re like Obi-Wan’s friend, Quinlan, who discovers Obi-Wan sleeping with a literal demon, and you’re like ‘bestie, do you not know? That’s a literal demon?’ and obi-wan is like ‘he is quite polite and does so good on our walks around town’ and you’re like ‘you’re taking him on walks???’ but also you can’t help but root for demon Anakin and poor decision-maker Obi-Wan. Also, once again, I love Rag’s humor and timing of it. The narration Obi-Wan has is so colorful and so fucking funny, I snort all the time. He’s such a bitch. He’s amazing.
By Omission by @posthumousvigor
Notes: Explicit, reverse master/padawan au, drunk sex
This writer is very quickly becoming one of my favorites. I love their prose and the way they write Obi-Wan—especially padawan!Obi-Wan with Master Anakin. One of my favorite dynamics for obikin aus, and this writer gives me so much good food. TBH one of my all-time favorite cliches/tropes is one of them getting dressed up out of their Jedi robes to be put in Situations, and I especially love this for Obi-Wan cause Anakin got a whole movie of dressing up for funsies, and this fic delivers. Master Skywalker comes back early from a mission to find his padawan slutting it up in the Lower Levels, and what is a man to do other than snap?? And he snaps so beautifully in this fic. I love it when they’re horny beyond reason for each other.
how to stay by answersinahauntedclub
Notes: Explicit, professor/student relationship
I know logically that this fic probably will not update again, but it is so beautiful and I think about it all the time. It is like. The peak of college/university aus in this fandom. Bold statement, I know, but I love this fic and characterization so much that I am stating it. They’re both disasters. They can’t resist each other even if they really, really should. It’s an incredible read and I am fascinated by both this Obi-Wan and this Anakin. Cannot stress enough the lovable disasters that they are. In writing this, I took an hour break and reread it again.
we’re swimming with the sharks (until we drown) by @obiwaned
Notes: Teen, fake/pretend relationship
Getting this update notification felt like such a sweet sweet win for me. I loved the premise as soon as I read it and it just keeps getting better. Fake marriage for any reason is always amazing. I also LOVE non-linear timelines and this writer does it so well because you as the reader don’t get lost and confused trying to keep the timeline straight. It’s delectable, it’s straightforward, it’s so easy to devour, and I am obsessed with this fic and even the possibility of more.
Self-Insert by ZenyZootSuit
Notes: Teen, crack
God this is so funny in a very crack way. Short and funny and perfect. Darth Vader writes self-insert fanfiction about being with Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Darth Sidious finds out. Imperial secrets are leaked, but I’m sure those were important details he needed to include!! For context! Realism! Absolutely perfect; no notes.
Open Circle by Calyss
Note: Explicit, Dark Obi-Wan, dom/sub (under)tones, seduction to the Dark side
This is also one of my annual rereads, and one of my absolute favorite Sith Obi-Wans in the fandom. I love how out of control this sith Obi-Wan is, how very obsessed with just Anakin he is. Sith Obi-Wan really said “he’s mine” and he’s gonna destroy Anakin’s marriage and the whole galaxy to prove it. And also Anakin is not going to say no or resist much at all because that’s his master and he loves him and has weird feelings for him he has not really examined. This is also such an id fic of mine. But no regrets putting it on the list. When I saw it updated in October 2022, I literally cleaned my room and improved my life before I sat down to read it.
How to Save a Galactic Republic Without Really Trying by @sharpest-tongue
Notes: Mature, Post Kenobi show
So many amazing fics came out of the Kenobi show but this absolutely has to be one of my favorites. There’s humor, there’s touching moments, there’s Star Wars lingo I didn’t know but that made the whole thing feel very much in-universe (and that I have now incorporated into my Star Wars Wikipedia slash Dictionary for later use, even if it’s all made up). I love a time travel fic, has to be said, and this one delivers perfectly. The Jedi as family in this fic really made me emotional. Extra special shout out to Obi-Wan, raising his padawan again in a do-over, and thinking, ‘i was not this bad as a teenager wtf?? Yeah ok whatever i MAY have fought in TWO WARS at that age but still!!!’ love him. Love his obvious blind spots for anakin and also for himself. Such a good fic!!!
broken bones, thunder drums by @maragny
Notes: Teen, hurt/comfort
There is so much to love about this fic and I love it all. Clone War fics are like my bread and butter in this fandom. I love obikin fics that take place in the middle of battle where the reader is confronted with the reality of either Anakin or Obi-Wan fighting – and this fic really starts by throwing you into the action in such a visceral, effective way that I was stressed! I was gripped! It makes Anakin hiding his injury feel not only understandable but also like the only option. Good think Obi-Wan is there to save the day and help Anakin through his pain because he is overprotective and in love with him. Also the first chapter is told from Rex’s point of view, which just. One of my favorite outsider POVs for obikin is Rex.
no news is good news by @rhymenoceros
Notes: Mature, crack, relationship reveal, breaking news/news cycle format
This fic is so funny! The tone is perfect for what the writer sets out to do — that is, make the reader feel like they’re caught up in a social media news cycle! There’s talk shows, there’s paparazzi, there’s space reddit, there’s leaked Jedi text conversations….the Jedi screen names are hilarious and easy to tell who is who while still staying true to the joke. Cannot recommend this fic enough. Cute, funny, horny, and with that sweet sweet Palpatine downfall that the best cracky fics always have.
Falling Deep Into You by @dark--whisperings
Notes: Explicit, dom/sub tones, so much pining
Any fic that has the tag “Obi-Wan Kenobi is a freak in bed” has my attention and my interest. This writer describes Anakin subbing and Obi-Wan domming so very beautifully that it’s almost a manifesto in 8k. Lots of good sex here, but I really love the opening scene and the push and pull the writer’s given the characters. They want each other so much—Obi-Wan wants so much, but alas! Religious guilt on par with catholicism! Of course the nasty freaky sex fiend in Obi-Wan wins out over the Jedi Master, but I really enjoyed the guilt and the way he gives in and goes to find Anakin because of course he does. And then the ending! A resetting of the chess board so that the game can start over tomorrow. A great fic all in all!
you took my love so tenderly by @billboguspreston & @acrylicsalts-inspo
Notes: Explicit, prince/guard dynamic, exhibitionism
I started reading this fic when it was first posted, and I followed it attentively and with baited breath. I love the reverse age dynamic (I know, it’s not for everyone, but I lovelovelove it), and I love that this Obi-Wan is such a spitfire. He knows what he wants and that’s for his silent, restrained, older, handsome bodyguard to snap and fuck him and he WILL brat his way into getting what he wants as is his right. Anakin being both incredibly horny (Anakin horny-gripping the pommel of his sword because Obi-Wan has decided to get off right in front of him to see if he can tempt him into fucking him) is amazing. Obi-Wan being both the aggressor and also the inexperienced one is chef’s fucking kiss and a dynamic I do not see often enough. So worth the read. And there may be more sequels??? Be still my beating heart!
I Wanna Be Owned by @kyberkenobi
Notes: Explicit, 5+1 things, light BDSM
Speaking of horny grip lol, I had to think for a bit about which fic from this writer to choose because all of them are very good and very very smutty with all sorts of kinks and dynamics. The writer you go to for mean dom Obi-Wan and if you’re feeling up for discovering a kink you weren’t sure you were into before. There’s plenty of amazing fics on her ao3 (I was also immediately obsessed with the recent alpha/alpha one), but this fic is one of my favorites. I love the style of a 5+1 for a fic, and I am obsessed with casual slut (affectionate) Obi-Wan and Anakin’s blinders of his master slowly being pulled away until he HAS to confront the reason Obi-Wan can untie and hogtie a criminal they caught so damn quickly. It’s indecent. It’s amazing.
Our Man From Tatooine by kazmir
Notes: Explicit, a/b/o dynamics, intersex omegas
This story is such a good, quick, enthralling read. I really can’t say much without spoiling it, but it’s worth the read. Dark Obikin, twists and turns, roleplaying, horny mates being unable to resist the other’s draw….so good….One of those fics I paused to reread while reccing it lol
Acts of Contrition by @marycontraire
Notes: A series, ranging from Gen - Explicit
Cheating a little bit to rec you all a series instead because I just reread this fic series and fell in love with it all over again. Literally a fandom classic for me. The world building is amazing, the realism and research really pays off because it creates such a rich world for people to dive into. The Tatooine culture is so rich and interesting, and I love this Anakin especially. It’s a very realistic take on if Anakin had been expelled from the Order for the Tusken massacre. This Anakin is darker and clingier and Obi-Wan is trying to keep himself level and sane and something Anakin can cling to while still being a Jedi in all but name. Every installment of this series is gold and worth reading as quickly as possible just to have this in your mind faster. Also worth a slow read to savor it because unfortunately, you can only read a fic series like this for the first time once.
You can call me baby (you can call me love) by @lilredghost
Notes: Explicit, 5 + 1
This fic is so sweet that I honestly forgot it was explicit - even though, yes, it opens with a sex scene lmao! But I love this writer’s explicit fics so much (their ao3 is worth a browse) that I am not disappointed in it being explicit, no sir. Obi-Wan gets upset when Anakin calls him an old man repeatedly and I’ve read this fic so much that when I see repeated use of “old man” in other fics I’m like “! no! His feelings!!!” this fic ALSO has anakin calling obi-wan baby <3 so good so sweet so perfect.
take my hand through the flames by @atornpage
Notes: Explicit, vaderwan, seduction to the Dark Side
Oh this may just be the WIP I am most excited to see updated! It’s such a clever and unique concept that I’m on the edge of my seat to see where the writer takes the story next. There are not enough stories where a character falls into a coma and time passes around them, and this is so perfect. I adore fics where baby Anakin is clingy and obsessed with Obi-Wan and everyone around them is like ‘this is not REALLY the Jedi way, guys’, and this fic has SO much of that. I can’t wait to see all the promises of the tags come to fruition and am massively enjoying the ride to get there!
Heal Me, My Darling by @wasureneba
Notes: Explicit, sick fic, idiots in love
Who doesn’t love a sick fic?? The tender healing…the care…the rotten work…not to me, not if it’s you, etc etc…this fic is such a good sick fic too, I was here for the entire thing! Anakin is in top whiny form and Obi-Wan is cuddling him left and right! I also love Anakin having a praise kink in this fic – it made me soft and so receptive to the idea again when I was getting tired of seeing it as a default in a ton of fics. But this fic said “Obi-Wan tells Anakin he’s doing good while touching his ass to administer a very important for plot reasons shot and Anakin bursts into flames” and I said “absolutely and understandable, please tell me what happens next.” This is like a perfect sick fic for me. The right balance of sweet and horny. Caring Obi-Wan and whiny because he’s bored! Anakin. God-tier combination.
Νόστος by NFx
Notes: Explicit, stockholm syndrome typical of hades & persephone aus
I am always here for a good Hades&Persephone AU and I feel like this is a great one! I especially love AUs that carefully place Star Wars GFFA characters into an established world (like Greek mythology in this case), and take care to match up the side characters of the GFFA with the AU characters they’re being transposed on. I like the pace and narration of this one too, the way the tone feels both readable and still old — the dialogue and narration don’t read like a BBC documentary set in Ancient Greece where everyone just sort of speaks like they’re in a Shakespeare play for some reason, but it’s still sorta oldish/stiffer dialogue that really keeps you in the fic universe without alienating readers. Also, horny. But dark horny. Love a darker Anakin.
Hunting the Homeward Light by GreenQueenofClubs
Notes: Teen
One of my all-time favorites, I think, and if you haven't read it or haven't reread it recently, you need to! There's so much tension build up and detail put in with such an amazing pay off that I could literally read this fic every month and probably find something new to enjoy all over again. I don't even have strong opinions about mace training anakin, but this fic convinced me it could work and work really well. also poor poor obi-wan </3 his emotional support padawan goes missing </3 but then is found :) as a twunk :)
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“We’re Not Promised Tomorrow.” Chapter 14 “Confessions”
(CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS AMAZING GIF! It was made specifically for this chapter by my wonderful, amazing, and incredibly talented friend, @transcending-time! She always comes through the most fantastic art and GIFS! A huge shout out to her and her awesomeness.)
Masterlist Chapter 13
Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Fem OC
W/C: 7.8
Warning: EXPLICIT! Smut ending. read at your own risk and minors do not engage.
A/N: So....this chapter drops a lot on how our two protagonists. A lot of emotional angst, revelations (more than one kind), and decorations. Arguably one of the most important chapters in this very slow burn. With that being said, if the smut at the end makes you feel uncomfortable, you can skip it as it doesn’t really add much world-building to the story other than the obvious. With that being said, this was a great chapter to write and I hope you all enjoy it. Comment your thoughts and as always thank you for all the support.
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The ship docked at the Jedi Temple. From the bridge, Obi-Wan could see Master Yoda and Master Windu awaiting them.
The troopers, The Jedi, and the droid disembarked the ship and greeted the Jedi Masters.
“Master Marblu, welcome back. We are glad to see you in one piece.” Master Windu smiled and gave a short bow to her.
He was smiling for once, he never showed anything other than a stoic expression, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the other Jedi present on the platform.
“All thanks to this fantastic team.” Emily gestured to the group around her.
“Yes indeed. Well, we will be consulting the Medical Droids report from the ship’s med-bay, when they looked you over, and we will determine the extent of your injuries. In the morning we will be updating you on the Council’s decision considering the duration of your medical leave. Please return to your quarters and rest in the meantime.”
Turning to Anakin, the stoic Jedi Master continued. “General Skywalker, your presence is requested for a full mission briefing. We are launching an investigation as to how Maul knew where to find a Republic ship and why he attacked it.”
Sensing Anakin’s emotions, Master Yoda tapped his gimmer stick.
“Much to say have you, General Skywalker? Feel it in the Force I do.”
Anakin rubbed the back of his neck contemplating how much of Savage’s death he was or was not going to include. He knew this moment was coming and had prepared for it…but…still, he and Obi-Wan’s conversation on the ship had left him feeling guilty and self-critical of his actions.
“Yes, I have a full mission briefing ready for the Council at their earliest convenience.”.
“Then that would be now. Padawan Tano, please accompany General Skywalker to the council chamber. Master Kenobi, you and Master Marblu are dismissed.”
Before the two Jedi Masters could leave, Emily, who had been leaning on Obi-Wan for support, practically leaped forward to get their attention.
“Masters, are General Xira and Master Sorv alright?” Emily asked quickly before they could leave.
Despite the desperation for her answer, there was a good part of her that was fearful of their answer.
The two Jedi Masters shared a short glance with one another.
“They are both recovering in the Medical Bay and will be accepting visitors in the morning. You may visit them then. But for now, they need rest and still need to be interviewed by the Council as part of the investigation. Until then, no one is allowed to see them….Oh, and Master Marblu when you pay them a visit, check in with a Temple Healer so we have your recovery progress on record.” Master Windu instructed.
“Of course Masters.” Emily bowed her head slightly.
The two Jedi Masters then turned and left, signaling for Anakin and Ashoka to join them.
Emily punched in the code to her apartment on the keypad and the door opened.
Obi-Wan helped her inside as the door slid closed behind them.
Hobbling together, they stood in the mouth of the short hallway that was the apartment entryway, as Emily took in her home. It was as if she was looking at it for the first time in a thousand years.
Obi-Wan noticed how her eyes were wide and glassy.
“I honestly never thought I would see this place again.” She whispered to the empty room.
“Does it feel any different than it did before?”
“Homier. Safer. And a lot cleaner than where I was.” She turned to him and laughed slightly, relying on humor to lighten the mood.
She felt that if she didn’t find something to laugh at that she would break down and cry for the next week.
All the people who had lost their lives aboard her star cruiser, the torture that she had endured, the danger she felt responsible for putting her Jedi friends in, the battle and rescue mission that Anakin and his team had endured….for the worry and fear that Obi-Wan had experienced; it had all taken its emotional toll on her.
Emily slowly walked over and sat down on her couch with Obi-Wan’s help, sinking into its softness.
Obi-Wan desperately wanted to stay. In fact, he never wanted to leave her side ever again if he could.
But what if she wanted to be alone? After the ordeal that she had been through, he would perfectly understand if she needed to be alone. The amount of pain and emotional strife she had endured recently would be enough for anyone, let alone a Jedi with heightened connectivity to the Force.
The last thing he wanted to do was overstep his boundaries with her and force her into anything or make her feel uncomfortable. Clearing his throat with a nervous cough, he tilted his head toward the door.
“...Well, if that's all, I’ll ju…”
Emily’s attention shot to Obi-Wan. Her wide brown eyes were glassy, full of shock at what he was about to say… and puppy-dog-like, something he was not prepared for. Her reaction derailed him. She sat upright and leaned out toward him.
“You're not leaving are you?” She straightened her position as she asked him.
“Well…..do you want me to stay?” He asked, nervously talking with his hands as hope spiked
throughout him, hopeful that she would say yes.
Emily leaned back into the plush sofa and gave him a small, half smile.
“I’m surprised you even have to ask.” She indicated to the spot next to her on the couch as she spoke.
He took her invitation.
An awkward silence hung in the air, neither of the Jedi knew what to say to each other.
Sitting down, he was now aware of how close he was to her on the couch. Granted, they had just rested in each other's arms on the ship, but this was different, the moment was different. She was being different then. On the ship, she had seemed frightened and broken. His reaction to cradle her was instinctual. Now, he was aware of every thought and emotion he had about being this close to her.
Wasn't it the other morning that they had breakfast together that he told himself he was going to stop seeing her because he couldn’t handle the emotions of wanting more anymore?
“But that was before everything happened. As much as I know that backing away is the right thing to do, I don’t think I could go through with that now.” He realized.
He looked at her. Her body was angled towards him, but her feet were tucked under herself, and her face was looking out the window.
“What are you thinking?” His voice was low, barely above a whisper, for he felt like if he talked any louder that he would be too aggressive and ruin the moment. He could only imagine what was running through her mind.
“Honestly…..I’m thinking of so much. I’m thinking about how in a matter of 2 days I went from being on a standard mission, a mundane everyday thing that we do. Next, I was fearing for my life, while watching my worst nightmare before my eyes endlessly. Only for it to end by being rescued by the one person that I have always been able to rely on.” She let her words hang between them as she continued to look out the window and not at him.
She started speaking again, “When he wasn’t torturing me, the very little time I had time to think and actually use my mind, you know what I thought about?” She asked him, finally turning to look at him.
He shook his head back and forth.
She spoke solemnly, giving him her answer.
“Regret. Regret at not doing the things that made me happy. Saying things I should have said; have always wanted to say. Using my emotions for good. Being a Jedi is the only thing I have ever known in life. I didn’t ask for this, technically none of us did. I was chosen, like all of us were, because I have a unique set of gifts, like every other Jedi. We're raised here in isolation and their ideas are drilled into us until we do not know any other way of life. We are expected to pick training, duty, and tradition every time no matter what the odds or consequences are.”
She paused thoughtfully.
“There haven't been many regrets that I’ve had in my life. I do love being a Jedi, despite not choosing it. I love healing, helping, and defending people. We get to do more than most beings do with their lives. But there are regrets I have. I don’t remember my parents or my family. I don’t even know what planet I’m from. I can’t even decide what I want to do on any random given day of my life, it is just wherever I get sent to by the Council or whatever order is given to me. If I don’t agree with the council’s verdict and I want to fight it, I’m automatically wrong and they're right. It’s the little things like that.”
Obi-Wan’s eyebrows shot to his forward. He didn’t consider any of those things she said “little”...and he knew that she didn’t either…however he wasn’t going to argue with her sarcasm, not today.
She continued.
“However, the biggest regret of all that I have surrounds you.”
She turned to face him fully now, her confession out there in the open.
He titled his head in thought. He was shocked and his eyes narrowed at her in confusion.
What regret could she have surrounding him?
“Me?.... I’m sorry if I have ever done anything to you to make you regret something.” He said earnestly.
She looked at him for a long time, blankly, not allowing her emotions to paint expressions on her face.
The silence in the room was deafening and suffocating. Obi-Wan squirmed slightly as he wanted to do something, anything to break the growing tension… especially since he had absolutely no idea what he had done.
“You really have no clue do you?” She asked him quietly.
“Have a clue about what?” He was still confused and scared at her answer.
All those years of saying nothing to him, of biting her tongue and choosing duty were about to come crashing down.
She thought she would die alone and helpless in that dungeon when Maul captured her, and she regretted never telling him that she loved him. That was her biggest regret. All the unspoken words of love, encouragement, and want. All the missed opportunities to steal a kiss, to hold his hand, or even to just tell him how she felt about him. To be there for him when he needed someone, to laugh and joke, to argue and fight for one another…not just as Jedi or even friends….but as more….
Instead of answering him with words, she decided to put her thoughts into action.
She leaned forward and rested her bandaged hand on his chest and gently pulled him to her by the collar of his clone armor.
He didn’t resist her. The look of confusion on his face was wiped away to shock when she kissed him.
She kissed him deeply. She poured her soul into that kiss. Her lips molded tightly to hers and when her tongue ran across his bottom lip, he didn’t refuse her. He relaxed and willingly succumbed to her advances. All the repressed emotions that Emily had felt in that dungeon, since forever really, were finally free.
She let him go and broke away. She sat back down on her feet again, recreating the space that was originally between them.
Obi-Wan still sat there, frozen and stunned. His eyes were still closed, as it was stuck on the kiss. His mind was moving at a billion times the speed it normally did.
She had kissed him. He had imagined on so many occasions what that would feel like. And yet, it was a thousand times better than anything he had conjured up in his mind. Her lips were soft and full. She was sweet and exciting at the same time. He felt like he couldn’t breathe as so many different emotions and thoughts clouded and raced through his mind.
What did this mean going forward? He knew what it meant and it made his stomach tighten…with want and dread.
He cleared his throat and opened his eyes to look at her. “Emily …..”
He paused to find his words but Emily took it as an invitation to say something.
Taking a deep breath, she bared her soul to him.
“Obi-Wan….I’m in love with you. I have been in love with you since before we were Padawans….. That was my biggest regret. Not loving you, no, I could never regret that. That has been one of the few things that have made my life worth living…… My regret was that I thought I was going to die and that you would have never known how I felt, that I would never get to express those feelings, to make them real. You would have never known that you weren’t just a “friend” to me. You haven't been for a long time. You were always the brightest spot in my life. When you're around everything feels natural and easy; you complete me Obi-Wan.”
He closed his eyes and swallowed hard. He had to be dreaming. He had dreamed this exact scenario a hundred times, where they said those words to each other, knowing full well that he would never have the courage to say them because it went against everything he thought to be true, that she didn’t love him and it was all just him; that and everything he had ever been taught by the code.
“Jedi did not have attachments”, was a phrase that played over in his mind like a broken, blinking neon sign.
This couldn’t be real.
“Emily…..you’ve been through a lot in the past two days. I was the one who rescued you, it’s natural to place those feelings on me. They will pass in time.”
He was looking out the window. He wanted nothing more than to tell her he returned her feelings and more. But she wasn’t in the right state of mind; he would be taking advantage of her. She had been traumatized and her reaction was natural; textbook. She was clearly in shock.
She huffed irritatedly.
“I know you don’t return my feelings Obi-Wan and that’s okay, I never expected you to…. but don’t dismiss me. I’ve known that I loved you for a long time. The fact that you saved me from Maul only reaffirms the things that I do love about you.” She spoke in a whispered tone.
His head whirled around to face hers, his eyes the size of the dual Tatooine suns. “You think I don’t return your feelings?”
Emily waved at him dismissively.
“You just dismissed me and said it was natural given everything that happened, that this is some physiological textbook incident. I wouldn’t call that type of response words of affirmation or encouragement.” She spoke more pointedly this time.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he worked up his courage and his nerve. If Emily could be brave and forthright, then he could too.
He took her hands gently into his, mindful of her wounds. He rubbed his thumbs over hers soothingly.
He swallowed the lump in his throat that he was sure was actually his stomach and forced himself to look into her eyes, finding the courage he desperately needed. It was his Emily he was speaking to after all. The one who he had lovingly watched from afar his whole life. Who he was with every night in his dreams, where they were free from the constraints of their life.
“Emily, earlier this week I told you I used to hound you or show off for you every chance I got. That I force jumped over half the training Arena just to show off in front of you….” - He chuckled - “....Emily…..I did those things because I was desperate for your attention…I thought you were the most amazing, beautiful thing I had ever seen. I used to seek you out every chance I had, even as a Padawan, because I was enchanted by you, and I still am. You are the piece I always felt was missing in my life and every time I‘m around you I am reminded of these feelings…..” He held her hands more firmly.”... You are my home, you're my center.…...I…...I love you too…”
By the time he finished his sentence they were both smiling, their hands still clasped and when their eyes met; both were full of hope and revelation.
But Obi-Wan was a realist. He knew this moment couldn’t last forever, as beautiful as it was. That outside of this apartment, a war waged on; and they had their role in it.
Letting go of her hands, he sighed. “We can’t do anything about it though. We can’t go down that path.” As he stood, he hung his head.
She stood up to follow him as he walked toward the window.
“What!? Why not?” She shot her words at him.
Opening and closing his mouth several times, and waving his hands like he was trying to grab the words out of the air, he eventually got them out.
“You were just kidnapped by Darth Maul because he knew we were friends; you can't convince me otherwise. He targeted you on purpose because of me….. But that is not the point right now. The point is, that we can’t act on these impulses. We’re at war. We are supposed to lead armies into battle every day. We are negotiators and peacekeepers.”
Tilting his head remorsefully, he echoed the words that she had said to him when they first arrived in the apartment. “... We don’t even get to dictate our own lives, you said so yourself. More importantly, we are Jedi, we can’t have attachments. Our dedication is to something bigger than ourselves; to the Republic and democracy. Always. That has to win above all else, every day.” He looked at her shaking his head, hands on his hips.
As remorseful as he was, Obi-Wan was calm and quiet. Emily on the other hand huffed loudly and held a raging storm in her eyes.
“EXACTLY! THAT’S THE PROBLEM OBI-WAN! The Republic always wins, and you know what?! The Republic didn’t care that I was being held captive by a mentally unbalanced monster, being tortured within an inch of my sanity. But you know who did, YOU! You did! You came and got me because you’re always there for me. I bet the council even gave you a hard time about coming for me, didn't they? They probably had diplomatic protocol crap…” She said, folding her arms.
He looked away from her, hating that she was right. “Anakin technically led that mission. He picked me to join him because he knew I wouldn't just sit around waiting for them to get back, that I’d probably end up following them or doing something crazy on my own…. The Council did tell me that I couldn’t go and get you, yes, you're right about that. If he hadn’t chosen me to go, I would have been stuck here, helpless.” That thought angered him.
Before Emily could fire back an answer that was something along the lines of “I told you so” Another thought occurred to him.
“That’s another thing, Emily. What if our relationship attracts unwanted attention? What if this happens again and it’s worse? What if something happens to you and I’m not here? The council won’t inform me, no one will or would even think to do so, Jedi get captured, injured, or into binds every day and sometimes we do not find out till weeks later because as Jedi, we’re not attached…If a comrade falls in the field, they did their duty….. If I hadn’t known you had left on a standard day mission that morning, I would have never suspected something was wrong. The only reason I was informed was that Maul left that message for me. What if next time the message has nothing to do with me; or what if there isn’t even a message at all and you're just captured because of me or something else happens? It’s like painting a big red target on our backs. I can't…..can’t put you in that kind of danger.”
Squinting her eyes at him, she stood her ground.
“Obi-Wan, what if it's me that has to rescue you, Mr. macho Jedi?...... Yes, a relationship as Jedi would be difficult. We would have to work together and be patient with one another to make it work. But wouldn’t it make some portion of this life worth it?”
She moved closer to him. “We didn’t choose to be Jedi, but clearly we chose each other, even if we didn’t know it. Our people are out there, dying every day because of this war; life is short….. When we were younglings, did you ever hear of someone killing a Jedi? ….Now we die senselessly because of battle droids and sneak attacks from Separatists Generals. We could both die tomorrow on separate missions. Wouldn’t you want to know you chose something in your life?.....”
Hanging her head, she whispered. “...I was prepared to die in that dungeon, that changes you; it's different than running into battle head on, thinking you're going to die fighting. I was helpless in there, truly helpless. IF that’s how it has to go for me,...I’d rather die helpless and alone knowing that I had given you everything and had chosen you every day that I could have than to die alone full of regret because it’s what “The Republic'' expects….Because that's what the Jedi want…” She spoke to him with conviction and truth.
Obi-Wan looked at her. He exhaled slowly, a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding back. He wanted to smile and let out a soft chuckle, years of knowing Emily told him that if she was fighting this hard for something, then she must have wanted it. Beyond that, he was never going to convince her otherwise, she was as stubborn as he could be….possibly even more….
Flattered didn’t begin to cover it. The woman whom he had spent years pinning over had declared her love for him…and here he was, finding reasons to invalidate her….
“What am I thinking?!” He screamed at himself internally.
“I want to say yes and never look back, I really do Emily…. But I can’t do that to you….I just can’t….Emotions cloud one’s judgment, and there are already so many emotions flowing between us, especially today. ….I could have gotten so many people killed today had I failed. Because they all care too much about me, their emotions clouded their judgment and they followed me into battle because of it, and that battle was a firefight. There’s so much that had the potential to go wrong…. What if our emotions cloud our own judgment in the future, and we make mistakes? I'm frightened of what could happen.”
His eyes grew dark, a stormy blue, and his lip, to Emily’s surprise…it quivered slightly.
“I almost lost you today darling. I’ve never felt so cold, alone, and full of despair at the thought of my world without you in it. Yes, once again you’re right; I did have regrets of my own…regret that if you had died that you would have never known how much I loved you….Yet with that declaration, comes so much more from me….Knowing that I can’t be there to protect you every day bothers me, even on a good day when I haven’t seen you in months when we were friends, I worried about your safety and wellbeing….never mind if we started dating each other and something happens.”
She softened her stance and smiled as she walked toward him, his revelation moving her, she had expected that from him.
For the first time in her life, she didn’t hold back an instinctive reaction when she had the urge. She hugged him, wrapping her arms around him and snuggling her face into his chest.
Obi-Wan initially stiffened at her hug; not used to receiving physical affection. However, as she nestled into him, he softened and wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. He rested his lips against her forehead and left tiny kisses there.
“Obi-Wan...if this is wrong, then I don’t want to do the right thing. The Jedi may claim to follow the will of the Force but lately, all it seems is that they follow the will of the Senate and the Chancellor…. You have never felt wrong to me. If anything, I have always felt like the Force was pulling me to you like we’re magnets. No matter how far we stray from each other, we’ve always been pulled back together again.”
Looking up into his sky-colored eyes, she pleaded with him. “Make your decision based on that. If you can honestly tell me you disagree with me because you do not feel it in the Force that there is something between us…that we are meant to be together…then I will accept your answer, no questions asked, because then it means it’s not real for you. However, if your answer is based on the ideals and values of the Jedi, your inability to protect me, or some random fear of what could happen, then I am begging you to reconsider and look within.”
He rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and allowing himself to indulge in her physical touch. “Emily….I have felt drawn to you from the first time you looked at me…..I’ve already looked with the Force and I know what is there….it’s you, it will always be you. I feel like I’ve died a little every day that I didn’t tell you I loved you.”
His forehead was still resting against hers. Their noses were touching breath mingling.
“Then jump, Obi-Wan, jump with me.” She pleaded with him.
He conceited defeat as he closed his eyes and breathed out. He knew he had spent years wanting this more than he wanted to breathe. Maybe she was right….maybe it was the will of the living force….as well as the will of his own heart.
“If we do this, we can never go back. No matter what happens. I could never go back to being just your friend or just some person that you see maybe twice a year….. I won’t be able to walk away and forget about you if this doesn’t work out…..It could get messy….”
Emily knew him enough to know that was his way of telling her that he was scared….well not scared, worried….and that he was leaning more towards yes. But unlike him, she wasn’t worried about the what if’s…like the ‘what if” this doesn’t work, because to her that wasn’t a reality. This wasn’t just some relationship, this would be a new lifestyle. It was this or nothing.
“I’ve got a revelation for you, Mister, if you think I can go back to being just your friend after this conversation, then you're mad; knowing that you feel the same way that I do, that our feelings are mutual…. No, never, I’m not going anywhere. My feelings are too strong for you and now they’ve come unhinged, there’s no closing this box.” She looked into his pale blue eyes as she spoke.
He once told himself he would be whatever she needed him to be. At one time he thought that meant being a lifelong guardian and a friend.
Now she was asking him to be her lover, something he truthfully already wanted to be and was….even if it was just he was in his mind and had kept that opinion to himself. That’s what she needed him to be now, what she was asking for.
Bringing his arms around her again, he rested his chin on top of her head. “We’re going to have to establish some rules and guidelines. We can’t be as open about this as we’d like to be.”
He lifted his head and smiled down at her.
A surge of excitement shot through her. Her eyebrows shot to her hairline as she gave him a wide smile.
Thousands of butterflies erupted in her stomach and in her veins She felt lighter than air. She threw her arms around his neck, stood on her tippy toes, and kissed him without care.
He smiled into her kiss. Placing his arms firmly around her waist, he held her tightly as he picked her up and spun her around, and returned her kiss, unlike the first time on the couch when she caught him by surprise.
While their kisses were clumsy, as neither of them had much practice, they were full of love. The emotions that they had kept bottled up for so long now flowed through them freely and into each other, the Force carrying everything as if they were connected by a conscious stream of emotions. They held onto each other as if they would disappear if one let go of the other.
Eventually, Emily started pulling him backward, toward her bedroom, as they were kissing.
“What are you doing?” He asked, breathing heavily and breaking the kiss.
“After everything, I just went through, including the revealing of these emotions….if you think, that after all that, I’m stopping at just kissing you, then you have another thing coming.” She said seductively, pulling him toward her room.
He started to protest, planting his feet firmly on the ground where he stood.
Everything was happening so much for him. He just professed feelings he had harbored for roughly 16, 17-ish years….He had agreed to go against the Jedi Code, even though it was for love….now…this was about to happen.
It was too much, too soon.
Sensing his hesitance, she stopped pulling him toward the bedroom. She turned to face him and despite their slight height difference, she looked at him, bearing her soul to his eyes.
“Do you love me? Truthfully?” She questioned him seriously.
His ocean-colored eyes met her chocolate-colored ones. He always found so much comfort and trust in her eyes, for years they had been his guiding light and refuge. He found anything he needed to in her eyes; like how in this moment he found the courage to tell her the truth.
He exhaled, breathing a deep breath and placing his hands on her arms.
“More than anything….I love you more than anything.”
His voice was low and serious….but when the sound met her ears it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard as if a 1000 luminescent heavily beings had sung her the words.
Reaching up, she placed her arms around his neck, “Then don’t be afraid. Because I love you just as much, and I want to know you in the ways a lover knows their partner…..This is a step that we have held on taking for a long time….please, let's take it together…”
Reaching down, she slowly and seductively removed his clone armor that protected his shoulders and his upper body. Next, undid his belt and held his lightsaber in her hands.
As sultry as she could, knowing that he would know that she was teasing him, she walked to her bedroom, swaying her hips back and forth as she walked.
He groaned and threw his head back as he sighed, watching her walk away. How could he deny her anything? He looked at her lovingly…..and with a growing hint of lust. \She looked so confident and beautiful. The look she had in her eyes that she had given him did things to him that he didn’t want to ignore any longer.
Walking forward, in one swift motion, he scooped up as she was about to cross the threshold of her room, and carried a giggling Emily bridal style, over to her bed.
Placing her gently on her feet, he rested his hands gently on her injured ones. Looking into her warm eyes, he kissed her tenderly.
Still kissing, he started to undress her. Attempting to help him, she felt him place her hands softly at her sides. “No…don’t your injured, allow me, sweetheart…” His hands slowly and gingerly undressed her. Mindful of her bruises and injuries, he only used the most delicate touch when handling her.
As he removed her tunic, she bent down to unbuckle her belt and unzip her boots. Kneeling in front of her, he leaned forward and kissed the smooth and firm skin of her belly.
His lips carried the heat of a billion suns, and his beard offered the gentle scratch that she dreamed it always would. She ran one of her bandaged hands through his hair gently as she hummed.
Looking up at her through his eyelashes, his eyes sparkled like stars. “Beautiful” he whispered to her.
When he finished undressing her, he made quick work of his clothes.
As they stood in front of eachother with nothing to hide them, Emily couldn’t help but giggle, “and you called me beautiful…”
Smiling, he hugged her to him, feeling the softness of her skin against his. She sighed into his bare, board chest, and lightly ran her fingertips over his muscular arms.
He scooped her into his arms once again and carried her to the bed, delicately laying her down on it.
Allowing her time to adjust and get comfortable, he patiently waited. Once she was comfortable, he used his arms to support himself, hovering over her small body.
Leaning down, he placed kisses all along her jaw and moved slowly down her neck. His beard tickled her skin as he moved. He elicited sounds from her that filled him with a sensation of pride. Her hands were running through his hair, one of her obsessions, as she let his lips glide over her skin.
He continued to pepper kisses along her collarbone.
He stopped and looked at her shoulder. There was a pinkish spot where the skin had been burned.
He lightly brushed his fingers over it, looking pensively at the scar. A sudden wave of protectiveness flowed through him.
The sensation of her legs wrapping around his waist and her hands gently guiding his face back to her brought him back to the moment.
“Battle droid.” She huffed. Reaching up she kissed his cheek.
Breaking out of her hold easily, he placed a sensual kiss over the scar causing a reaction from her. She arched her shoulder into his kiss as she gasped. He moved his lips up to her temple and whispered into her ear.
“If I could kiss away every bruise and scar on your body, I would.” He kissed the side of her head.
“I wish you could too, I’d enjoy that.” She said playfully as wrapped her bandaged hands around his neck and pulled him down to her, kissing him again.
“Easy, easy…. you wrists are still damaged!” He tried to break out of her hold but she pulled him back into her kiss.
A low rumble that passed for a chuckle came from within him as he succumbed to her.
Emily would never change. There was that fierceness and spunkiness in her that he always loved. Graceful and spunky were just what she was. He couldn’t treat her like a china doll even if he wanted to, she would never allow it.
He started leisurely kissing his way down her body once again, stopping at her breasts.
Before he continued, he lifted his eyes to hers, silently seeking permission. Those beautiful, ocean-colored eyes of his made her shudder with anticipation of what was to come. She could see his question in his eyes and she nodded her assurance.
He used his mouth and his hands to pleasure her there. His tongue lapped at the subtle skin and tested her pert nipples as his hands groped and massaged them.
Years of training with a lightsaber had left his hands worn and calloused; and she secretly loved it, the way it felt on her sensitive skin.
She was lost in him. How many times had she wondered what this would feel like? How she had imagined this at times when she was alone.
He was everything that she thought he would be. Gentle, loving, caring. His kisses left a trail of fire wherever he placed them. His body was strong and warm as it hovered over hers. He used his mouth and hands to pleasure her plump breasts in the most sensual ways.
Moving down her body lower, he gently parted her legs.
Emily’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt his strong hands hold her thighs open with the slightest of pressure.
Concern eyes shot to hers. “...I can stop if you want.”
Sitting up, she took his face in her hands and kissed him, her tongue seeking immediate entrance into him. She looked into his eyes and communicated her want and confidence. “I am yours….please….”
He whined as he delicately kissed her perfect lips.
As Emily laid back down again Obi-Wan placed himself between her legs, kissing his way down her thigh as he came to the center.
Obi-Wan gently lapped at her core. Emily through her head back on the pillow as she let out a wanton sigh, her hands shooting to his hair and as she rhythmically thrust her hips to his sensations.
He was better and more gentle than anything she had conjured up in her room on those lonely nights when she envisioned this very scenario.
She whispered his names, words of praise falling loudly from her pretty lips, as he interested a finger inside of her.
She gasped at the pressure and the sensation, calling out his name, begging him not to stop. Putting everything he had into pleasuring her, Obi-Wan lapped at her core to the rhythm of his thrusting and soon enough, she was spilling herself all over his palm. His hums of approval sending aftershocks of pleasure against her sensitive core.
When he was done, after he let her ride out her high, he rose up and kissed her. She could tasteherlf on his lips and she didn’t disapprove.
After he allowed her a few moments, he realigned himself with her, placing his hips at her entrance. He had very limited knowledge about how this process went, but he knew enough.
Freezing, as if ice was shot through his veins, his eyes snapped to hers. “...I don’t have protection….”
Her expression softened. “It’s okay….I took the shot and I’m up to date.…”
Obi-Wan's eyes grew as his eyebrows shot to his hairline. “...Excuse me?” He smirked.
Emily’s cheeks flushed red, contrasting with the soft gray of her bed sheet. “...Calm down cowboy, it's not what you thin,,..”
Arching an eyebrow playfully, he smirked. “Then enlighten me.”
Her eyes darted away from his. “...Well…you never know when an undercover mission might require something…or if I something should happen to me if I get captured….Always good to have a failsafe….”
Shaking his head back and forth, but with a good-natured smile, he leaned closer to her ear. “...My little minx always was a smart girl…”
Taking himself in his hand, he asked her permission one final time. “Are you ready?”
Reaching out for his free hand, she took it and gave it a firm squeeze. “For anything so long as it's with you.”
His eyes snapped shut….he didn’t know if he would ever get used to how much he loved her.
Her breath stilled as she closed her eyes. He radiated love and gentility. She had never felt so safe in all her life and she was more vulnerable now than she had ever been before.
He kissed her passionately as he wrapped his arm around her. He then rested his forehead against hers, eyes closed, as he whispered to her. “I love you so much. I always have.”
“I love you too. Obi-Wan, you are the only thing I have chosen every day; even if I never told you, and you’re the only thing I want to keep choosing every day from now on.”
He was overwhelmed with emotion; for once, he didn’t care. This beautiful woman whom he had known since he was a child had secretly always and truly returned his love. He had never known, all those years he spent pining over her, that she was feeling the same way.
Now it was as if every dream he had ever had was coming true.
He leaned in and whispered to her, “Are you sure you want to do this? We don’t have to go any further if you aren’t up for it. There is no pressure, I can stop right here.” He ran his hand through her hair, looking at her lovingly.
Oh, this man was going to be the death of her. He was always such a gentleman and naturally had to triple-check everything, making sure her utmost comfort and assurance was his before he proceeded. She knew that if she had made the slightest protest he would have thought nothing of stopping then and there, and she would have never heard a word about it against her.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him tightly to her. “Yes, I’m sure.”
Obi-Wan had to close his eyes to steady himself. The sensations were threatening to overwhelm him.
Inserting the tip of his member into her entrance, he pressed himself into her gently, slowly.
All at once, the Force exploded around them like a sonic shock wave, It was as if they became part of each other.
They could feel their minds being invaded by one another without either of their doings.
Emily cried out and pressed her head into the pillow.
Obi-Wan froze, terrified he had done something to hurt her in addition to the new sensations they were feeling.
Sensing his fear more strongly than had experienced his other emotions, she rested a hand on his cheek. “It’s the Force, remember…”
He huffed as he nodded his head vigorously.
“ - It's like an amplifier for you.” He grunted, finishing her sentence.
If this was how he was feeling, what was she going through?
Emily looked like she was being pinned down by pain as if the Force would overpower her.
He focused, sending out his Signature to surround her and create a protective barrier around her.
She was suddenly overwhelmed by him in the most positive way. She had another direct link to him. His scent, his emotions, his presence, and the feeling of his body against her, it centered her; he wrapped his sapphire-colored Force Signature around her like a blanket and basked it in it.
Obi-Wan would always find the empathetic like connection that healers had to Force both daunting and fascinating. However, to Emily, she knew no other way of life, the Force was always this looming presence that she had to learn to tame and work with. Once she did, the living force itself was like an extension of her persona and power.
Due to his caring actions, everything became bearable for her, as he was pulling the energy off of her, making it so that they shared the sensations equally rather than everything being forced on her.
She sighed contentedly.
“You have no idea how much I love it when you do that. It truly is the best feeling in the world. I feel like I’m invincible and truly safe when I am wrapped in you.”
He had never known. All the times he had done it, he had done so because he thought it was just easier for her to cope with things. Any pain or burden he could make easier for her, he would do so.
Knowing now what it meant to her and how she felt, it changed everything.
Obi-Wan smiled as he nuzzled her. He sent another loving surge around her, kissed her softly, and gently pressed forward into her all the way.
He kept his movements soft and gentle, cradling her against him as he made love to her.
It was all about her experience for him; everything was always about her. He could feel the mix of pain and pleasure that she was feeling as he moved. He continued to keep his actions soft and sensual until he could feel her pleasure start to increase.
Wrapped in his Force Signature and lost in his sensations, she became able to find his rhythm and matched it to her own.
Obi-Wan would always recall the sounds she made from his movements with fondness. She was so soft, so delicate; but passionate and strong. His heart exploded with love for her. He knew he would never have the words for it; he wasn’t good with words in an emotional sense even on his best day. But if he could show her through his actions how much he loved her, he would do anything for that opportunity.
Emily would always remember how gentle and full of love he was. This man who was a General and an expert swordsman treated her like she was a delicate flower; like a rose. He was a no-nonsense man whose presence commanded respect, and yet, he kissed her like he could breathe life into her. He made love to her as if he worshipped her. She gave herself over to him fully.
Time stopped moving for them, neither had any concept of reality. They could only feel each other as they both climbed higher and higher, chasing their pleasure.
They moved as one, mentally and physically.
Feeling her walls tightening around him and her release approaching, Obi-Wan cupped her face, cradling her while his other slipped between her legs to increase her pleasure.
“....My darling….my sweet girl….whenever you are ready….”
With the precise movements of his fingers and the strokes of his hips, they reached their finish together.
When they were done, he held her tightly in his arms. He whispered words of love to her and dusted her glowing skin with soft kisses.
She grabbed his face, searching for a more passionate release, and kissed him tenderly.
She eventually snuggled into him and he pulled the covers up around them both.
As they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, each knew that for the first time in their lives that they had made a choice for themselves, not one based on what was expected of them.
They had chosen love.
They had chosen each other.
For once their dreams wouldn’t be better than reality.
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