Once again, I do not own Star Wars nor any of the characters in this story aside from Amy.
Also, the further we move along in this story, the more adult themes we will encounter. This chapter is only breaching the surface.
Another warning, I thrive on embarrassing situations. I cannot live without them. That's all I'm gonna give you with that.
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I woke up in the wee hours of the morning, as something hard was uncomfortably jabbing into the back of my thigh. Still groggy with sleep, I scooted over a little trying to get away from it, but Obi Wan cuddled closer to me, bringing it with him.
Not able to quite comprehend why I could not sleep, I mumbled "Obiiiiii Waaaannnn. Your lightsaber if digging into my thigh."
"NNNnnnnnmnmnnnnmmmmm" I heard him groan into my hair.
"I can't understand you. You're mumbling. Just move your lightsaber. Who sleeps with it attached to their belt anyhow? Sleep with it next to your pillow like a normal Jedi..." I kept going, not quite sure if what I was saying made any sense. But I was too tired to care.
"What are you talking about?" Obi Wan propped himself up on one elbow, trying to make sense of my sleepy fussings. "My lightsaber is right here" He reached above his head, grabbing his trusty weapon.
Confused and still tired as heck I squinted up at him, "What?! Well then what on Naboo is this thing jabbing into my leg?" I reached down grasping hold of it.
Obi Wan seemed to gasp and groan at the same time. His eyes widening in shock. His mouth mimicked that of a cod fish.
In horror, I realized just what it was that I now grasped in my hand. "Oh my gods" I squeaked "I am SO sorry!" I let go immediately and he let loose another groan.
We both sat there in silence, not quite sure how to undo in our minds what had just happened.
"Ummmm," I heard him strain out "I need to go to the men's cave." Then he just got up and left, leaving me to my thoughts.
I adjusted where I was so that I was laying on my back, my eyes now wide with embarrassment. There was no way I could go back to sleep. I tried thinking about different things like, what baby gungans look like, or how many stars were in this galaxy. But no matter what I started pondering, I always ended up thinking about how HUGE his thing was in my hand, even under the protection of his pants. The thought made my stomach leap in excitement. I held my breath as I heard him enter the cavern about 20 minutes later. The air still thick with awkwardness.
I sat up from my spot as he sat down on a rock across from me. We had to address this if we were going to move passed it. Still not quite sure on what to say, I rubbed my hand down my face. He did the same.
We cannot go on like this. This is seriously getting ridiculous. Not able to contain it anymore, my bumbling thoughts soon turned into a fit of giggles. "Good Morning Obi Wan! I doubt this is one you will ever forget!" I was still dead tired but also shocked awake to the point where I could care less about my bluntness as my laughs increased.
Obi-Wan looked at me in utter disbelief, but then started chuckling along with me. "I don't know whether to embarrassed or flattered that you thought it was a lightsaber"
I snorted, "Oh, flattered most definitely. It's only embarrassing if you're the one calling it a lightsaber."
Our chuckles subsided and we both smiled tiredly at each other.
"The sun isn't even up yet" I yawned. "Do you care if I go back to sleep?"
"Go ahead. I need to meditate anyway."
"But who will I use for a pillow?" I protested tiredly. Sleep now starting to take hold of me again.
Obi-Wan grinned as he came and sat down next to me. "I'm still meditating"
"Fair enough" I yawned as I hoisted my head up on his lap. "g'night mr. lightsaber" I mumbled as sleep almost took me instantly.
Obi Wan gave a small chuckle. "g'night my Amy"
"Amy..." I felt strong hands running through my hair "rise and shine... It's almost noon... annnd you've drooled on my leg".
"mblrmrlfmsddvsflmmmmnn..." I grumbled.
"C'mon. Just because we have nothing to do, doesn't mean you should sleep the day away."
Knowing he was right, I wiped away at the strand of drool, then stretched, trying to awaken my body. "I want pancakes" I mumbled as my stomach seemed to be doing some stretching of it's own.
"How about some Yoda crackers?" he asked, waving them in front of my face.
"Ugh! I can't wait to be rescued" I grouched, but snatched them from his hand anyway.
As I sat up and nibbled on my crackers, my mind pondered on the events earlier this morning and the memories of our kiss last knight. My lips still ached for his even now. This was turning out to be quite a mission. Obi Wan and I had been on missions before. Why was this one so different? Whatever is going on, we need to figure out, and soon. I don't know if I would have the strength to say no again.
Obi-Wan seemed to be thinking the same thing because he exhaled loudly. I looked down at the stale crackers in my hand, waiting for some revelation to hit at least one of us.
"So..." Obi Wan began. "We need to talk about this. get our feelings out. Otherwise, the awkwardness is just going to increase."
I nodded in agreement.
"Alright! You first"
"Me?" I protested, not wanting to be the first to cross that line.
"Ladies first" He stated, looking at me rather innocently.
"Oh, chivalry! Thanks for being such a gentleman. But I respectfully decline."
"But I don't know what to say"
"I don't either!"
We both stared at each other, flustered.
"Ok, let's just start out then by stating the facts, and we'll go from there. Sound good to you?"
I nodded again.
"Good. So first off, Anakin left us stranded. We fell into this deep cave thing with no escape until someone comes to find us. In the meantime, I was bitten by some odd type of were-spider causing me to throw up in front of you, become deathly ill, then heal rather rapidly all in the span of 1 night. I have also developed heightened senses, super strength, and heaven knows what else. I almost choked you to death when you woke me from sleeping. We played a rather exciting game of hide and seek, which ended when I captured you and we both kissed... rather passionately..." He faltered for a moment, as if dwelling on that last sentence. But realizing he had stopped, he rushed on with the rest of the list. "Then this morning you grabbed my... me, claiming it was a lightsaber... And that about sums it up." He looked over at me as though we were just having a normal conversation. "Did I forget anything?"
I swallowed hard. "Nope. Seems about right!"
"Okay, so what are your feelings on this?"
I stared at him, dumbfounded. "I don't know!" I stated, maybe with a bit too much sass.
"Amy, we need to work through this."
"I know, but what do I say?"
"Whatever comes to your mind"
"Like, what?! I grabbed your member this morning, and now I can hardly think straight. Because it seems to be there, in my thoughts, not letting me forget just how HUGE you are? Is that the answer you were looking for?"
Obi-Wan stared wide-eyed, unable to answer.
"Or MAYBE you want me to talk about that kiss. The rather 'passionate' one you listed. And how still, at this very moment my lips are haunted by the very memory of yours. And all I want to do right now is ravage you with kisses."
Obi Wan opened his mouth to retort, but I never gave him that chance.
"One more thing! The whole spider thing! You should've just killed it to begin with. I mean, who does that?! It's like you were asking to be bit. But not that we can change that now. Now you have awesome cool reflexes and stuff, but what else comes with that? What if there's some horrible side effect and we have not even breached the surface. What if suddenly you turn into a green slimey pile of goo, and then I'll have to just sit there and look at you, thinking of a way to explain to the council that one of their most prized Jedi Knights is now nothing more than a puddle of snot!"
I looked down at Obi-Wan, panting, barely questioning how I was now standing and rather forcefully pointing my finger in his face.
Obi Wan looked absolutely stunned, barley blinking. "Anything else?" he asked meekly.
"YES!" I exclaimed, but then realized I no longer needed to shout. I took a breath, trying to calm my nerves. "I have a confession. I look at your butt... quite a lot actually... It's very nice looking... and firm..." I whispered in guilt, as I sat down, staring intently at the floor.
Moments passed as I allowed myself to dwell on the words I just spoke. My gut now wrenching in embarrassment. "I'm sorry. My words were too bold."
"Nope!" he choked "I asked for it. I wanted your honest thoughts and I got them. So now it's my turn..."
I looked up at him, grateful that he was understanding.
"I was foolish to not kill the spider. But like you said, it's done, and we can't change that. I ALSO hope that I do not turn into a pile of goo, because that would really suck. Who wants to be known as the Jedi Goo, right?!"
I nodded in agreement, as an odd image of green goo in a jedi robe flashed through my mind.
"As for the incident this morning. It is a very natural occurrence and we should not be ashamed of it. Hopefully, with time, it will be nothing more than a good laugh. But I am sorry you can't stop thinking about it. And maybe we need to have an intense meditative session after this, as I also seem to have a hard time forgetting your hand... there..."
I acknowledged his declaration with awe, knowing it wasn't easy for him to admit, but grateful for his humility.
"As for the kiss... I too, am haunted by it. And almost everything within me wants to just give in to it." He gave a deep breath as if, even now, he was fighting the urge to surrender. "But we both know that it is forbidden. And I would hate myself if I were selfish enough to jeopardize your future. So we need to go about this logically. It can really either stem from one of two things. First, we are, after all, human beings. And as such, we are prone to very strong sexual urges. So we could conclude with this, that maybe we are both sexually frustrated individuals sitting idly, therefore making our temptation that much greater."
I don't know why, but I got a knot in my stomach as he tried to explain away our kiss as though it were a scientific hypothesis. But as I listened, I did not let my feelings show.
"Our second explanation," He glanced up, a look of unease in his eyes. "We could honestly be developing feelings for one another which adds fuel to the temptation. In which case... we would just... just..." He searched my eyes deeply, almost as if he were daring to hope.
My stomach fluttered the more he searched into my soul and we once again found ourselves face to face, breathing heavily. I kept my gaze as he kept his, and the force seemed to reverberate between us. His lips were so close now, I could almost taste him. However, they never touched. I wanted with every ounce if my soul to just extend my mouth out that last measure and capture his lips with mine. But instead he rested his forehead on mine, closing his eyes in despair.
"Oh Amy, what are we going to do?" He whispered softly, as we both came to the realization which of the 2 options we were doomed to endure.
I couldn't answer, scared to even think about how this would end.
He suddenly gave a small kiss, too short for me to relish. Then he reached up and kissed my forehead.
We both knew the answer to our question, but neither of us had the heart to say it.
"All we can do is try to stay strong, at least until we've been rescued. Then with others around, it will be easier to... to move passed this" My heart broke, even as I spake these words. "And with help from Master Yoda and the force, maybe we can turn these feelings into nothing more than a deep friendship."
My heart seemed to cry out in anguish at my last sentence. It was the last thing I truly wanted. Everything we've been taught, every virtue we ever thought to be true, was now conflicting with my greatest desire. But like Obi Wan said, I can't be selfish. If I truly did care for him, I could not endanger his reputation.
I looked up into his face and recognized the same hurt I was feeling within him as well. What else could we do though? Our lives were set. Our destiny had been chosen for us even before we could talk. Unable to stare into his saddened eyes any longer, I rested my head on his shoulder as he put his arm around me.
