I'M SO LATE! I'm so sorry, I know I'm really late for this update—and most of it is just like, sex and stuff. Sorry if that makes you uncomfortable… So WARNING! SEX AHEAD! You've been warned, because I don't want any flames for writing a slash scene. IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT!
Vader was sitting at the small table in his room, reading a report from Saleukamai when he felt a rush of unrequited anger from the Force. The Sith counted down slowly as he felt the source draw nearer.
Three, two, one… Obi-Wan burst through the door, the Force swirling around him like an extremely irate storm cloud. Vader didn't even look up as the older man swiftly crossed the short distance between them, raising his eyes slightly at the cold rage radiating off the Jedi.
"What?" he asked ever so innocently, knowing exactly what Obi-Wan wanted. Obi-Wan glared at him, arms crossed in an oh-so Jedi Masterly way.
"You know perfectly well 'what'," he hissed, in the tone that sounded as if he were a Master scolding his apprentice for sneaking out at night, "How dare you almost kill Jari because of your petty jealousies?"
Vader dropped the innocent act, "I have no idea what you mean by 'jealousies'. Maybe she just got on my nerves."
"Don't play this game with me. I know what happened. One of your slaves was there, and told me everything." Obi-Wan knew the term 'slave' would provoke Anakin further, knowing the word itself would strike a nerve.
And then he realized his mistake.
Vader's eyes darkened, "Someone who was there," he growled, "Or someone who it happened to? That bitch squealed everything, didn't she?"
"That 'bitch' happens to be a close friend of mine, and I'll thank you not to refer to her in such a way," Obi-Wan bit back defensively. Anakin advanced on him.
"Oh, I know exactly how close a "friend" she is," Vader snarled, "Don't pretend like I don't know you two are screwing around while I'm away."
Obi-Wan laughed mirthlessly. "You are honestly so blinded jealousy that you would make something so large out of a mere friendship? Pathetic, Anakin, just pathetic. I truly wonder how your relationship with Padme lasted as long as it did without you running every diplomat who kissed her hand through with your lightsaber."
Vader let that remark slide by; he didn't care about Padme anymore. There was a more pressing matter at hand. "If I'm so blind, then why do I constantly see you and her in her room together?"
"It is called talking," Obi-Wan said, rolling his eyes at the completely childish way Anakin was handling this—as if he expected anything different, "Maybe if you stopped to listen for once instead of jumping to the first conclusion you come to, you'd know that."
"Enough!" Vader roared, snatching his lightsaber from its position on the table, "I knew I shouldn't have given her a chance. I'm going back to finish what I started, and the I'll deal with you!"
The blood drained from Obi-Wan's face as he realized Jari was about to be killed, and Anakin's promise from earlier most likely broken. "Don't!" he begged, hurriedly trying to stop Anakin. Vader turned on his heel and scowled at him.
"Why should I?"
The question hung heavy in the air, like the calm before the storm. Obi-Wan's mind raced desperately at a lightning pace. There were no favors he could do for him, and he had nothing to give Anakin...something clicked. There was something he could barter—something he could give Anakin that he'd never get back, not to mention his pride.
Anakin took his silence as an answer and glared. "I thought so," he sneered, and turned to go commit his devious action. Obi-Wan desperately lunged forward and grasped Anakin's arm, spinning him around to face him before grabbing the collar of his shirt and hastily crashing their lips together. Anakin froze in shock for a moment—Obi-Wan was terrified he'd made the wrong move—before relaxing and kissing back. The older man pulled away and looked the Sith in the eyes.
"I'm yours." he said softly, "Don't hurt her, and I'm yours."
Anakin grinned wolfishly, looming over the captive who had—finally—surrendered himself to him. "Tsk, tsk, Obi-Wan, I thought you'd have learned by now," he murmured, smirking as he brushed his lips over the Jedi's ear, "You've always been mine."
Obi-Wan knew what was up ahead and decided to at least try to get through to Anakin's good side— if he had one. Kissing him again, Obi-Wan fluttered his eyes and stared up at Anakin with a look he hoped was seductive. "Oh, I know that," he purred, resting his head against Anakin's shoulder in a romantic tactic he'd seen on a holofilm once—probably the sappiest thing he's ever laid eyes on. Apparently it worked, for Anakin immediately attacked his neck with impassioned nips and kisses.
That's it, Padawan! Qui-Gon's voice encouraged in his head, Use those feminine charms of yours!
Oh, shut up. Obi-Wan told him, sensing the amusement coming from the presence in his mind. He gasped sharply as Anakin's lips found a sweet spot just below his ear that even he didn't know about.
"And…Jari?" Vader muttered, forcing Obi-Wan to meet his eyes, "You don't have feelings for her?"
"Of course not!" Obi-Wan said with fake incredulity, "How could I ever fall for her when I had you by my side every night?" He was laying it on fairly thick, but Anakin didn't seem to notice; he was eating up all the non-repulsed attention Obi-Wan was giving him. Vader took this as a sign to move things forward, wrapping and arm around Obi-Wan's waist and pulling him closer, grinding their hips together and misreading his shiver of disgust as one of repressed pleasure.
Obi-Wan shuddered again as Anakin pushed him down onto the bed, his dread growing as with a flick of his wrist Anakin locked the door and closed the curtains surrounding the large sleepcouch, plunging his world into darkness. The minute it grew dark, Anakin's lips roughly attacked his own, soliciting passionate, lustful kisses, to which Obi-Wan reluctantly returned with just as much vehemence. He blushed softly as he felt something hard pressing against his thigh and tried to block out what was happening, but that was damn hard when his former best friend/forbidden crush was hooking his fingers in the waistband of his trousers and wriggling them down his legs. His shirt was roughly yanked over his arms a moment later. Anakin suddenly sat up, and Obi-Wan heard the soft rustle of clothing as it was pulled off and pushed out to the floor through the curtains.
His eyes accustomed to the dark, Obi-Wan saw Anakin staring at him hungrily, lust-darkened eyes roaming over the newly exposed skin. The Jedi knew what he was about to do, that he was giving up all defiance and submitting entirely to the man above him—after all, what more could he possibly give him? Obi-Wan hated the fact that he was giving in so easily.
Vader crawled back on top of his captive, kissing him again, running his hands through copper hair and over the pale skin of his back. He could feel Obi-Wan shaking beneath him, and he gently rubbed his trembling hips, knowing full well to the extent the Jedi took the Code too. Vader couldn't help the spark of pleasure at knowing he would be the first and only one to ever have Obi-Wan, to touch him in this way. This time his kisses were tender, soft. He wouldn't hurt Obi-Wan, not now. Not in this way.
Vader skimmed his hands over the curve of his lover's ass, almost as if questioning if he wished to continue. Obi-Wan took one of his hands and entwined their fingers, nodding his assent as he placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Vader smirked and pulled his hand away, placing to fingers at the edge of Obi-Wan's lips, eyes boring into his as if daring him to continue.
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. So demeaning, he thought, shaking his head. "I do have some dignity left, Anakin."
"Oh, fine." Vader thrust out his hand sideways and reached out with the Force. Obi-Wan heard something smack against his palm a second later, "I think this should suit our needs nicely."
The Jedi quirked his eyebrows, "And you just happen to have that lying around?"
Vader shrugged, "Hey, a Sith has to be prepared for every…battle he fights in, hmm?"
Obi-Wan felt his cheeks burning; he was so unused to this specific area, and the conversation had suddenly turned so…lewd. "Just get on with it," he muttered, trying to quell the rising fear as Anakin flipped open the cap and squirted a generous amount onto his fingers. Obi-Wan couldn't help but stare uncomfortably. It seemed like a lot…
"I'm not going to hurt you," Vader whispered, noticing his apprehension, "We'll go slow, okay?" He kissed his lover again and spread his trembling thighs.
Obi-Wan whimpered harshly as a finger was forcefully inserted, his fingers pressing bruises into Anakin's back. Force, but he hadn't been ready for this type of hurt, this painful feeling of something inside him. Anakin didn't seem to notice his discomfort, only rubbing the soft synth leather glove of his artificial hand over Obi-Wan's back in a weak attempt at comfort. Slowly, Vader set a gentle, leisurely rhythm. Obi-Wan squirmed a bit, mewling tightly as Anakin added another finger. Eventually, the pain receded, and Obi-Wan relaxed, growing more accustomed to the odd feeling. He gasped as Anakin's long fingers brushed something that made him see stars, and Vader grinned wolfishly.
With a quick jerk of his hips, Vader thrust into him, and Obi-Wan cried out as he was taken. It hurt, by the fucking stars, it hurt. He wasn't ready for this, it was too much. He tried to push Anakin off of him a bit to relieve the weight on top of him, but the Sith was lost in his own pleasure, moaning loud enough to let the entire castle know what they were doing.
A hand cupped his jaw and forced him to look at the Sith. Vader's blue eyes—blue eyes? Obi-Wan wondered—stared into his own. "I want to know that there's nothing going on between you and Jari," he stated confidently, "She had no place in your heart. You belong to me. You're mine."
Obi-Wan nodded, still trying to catch his breath, "Yours," he agreed, pulling Anakin down by the nape of his neck and kissing him, "I'm yours." He whimpered as Anakin began moving, still unused to something big and blunt inside of him.
Vader pinned Obi-Wan's arms above his head as he took him dominantly, making love to him with a passionate assault. He grunted at the exquisite heat and tightness of his lover, his fingers digging into the soft skin of his hips. He thrust authoritatively, showing Obi-Wan just who exactly he belonged to. Vader shifted his hips slightly to get a better angle, and Obi-Wan screamed as the spot that made him see stars was hit so directly. Vader loved the breathy moans and gasps he tore from his lover's lips, smirking as a Obi-Wan's short fingernails clawed at his back and he buried his head into the crook of his neck.
Obi-Wan groaned as Anakin attacked his neck, lips and teeth licking, nipping and kissing the soft skin of his neck. The pain had melted away long ago, leaving pleasure in its place. He was enjoying this far too much then he should, but, being unused to feeling anything like this, he supposed it wasn't entirely his fault. Obi-Wan couldn't believe that the powerful, cruel Sith he knew was the man gently loving him. The Jedi felt something akin to love once again sparking in his heart, and suddenly it was as though an incredible weight was lifted off his shoulders.
Vader's thrusts became more erratic, and he roared his release, followed by a rather surprised Obi-Wan shouting his own climax.
Anakin pulled out and collapsed on top of him, panting harshly as he struggled for breath. Obi-Wan wiggled out from under him, briefly entertaining the thought of getting up and fetching a towel, but an arms yanked him back against Anakin's chest.
Vader nuzzled his head against Obi-Wan's temple and cuddled him close, basking in the glow of the aftermath of their ecstasy. "Mmm, that was good." He murmured, tracing his lips over the other's jawline, "You wanna go again?"
Obi-Wan chuckled and snuggled against his warmth, tugging the blankets around them, "Tomorrow, love, I'm exhausted."
"You're exhausted? Who was the one doing all the work here?! I have half a mind to flip you over take you again right now—"
Obi-Wan quickly shushed him with a kiss. "Oh, hush up. Some of us don't have your stamina and need some rest after that."
"Fine." Anakin curled his arms around his lover, coaxing him to rest his head against his chest. "I love you."
Obi-Wan's head snapped up at the words, but Anakin was already asleep. Smiling, he tucked his head under a snoring Anakin's chin and tried to ignore the sense of foreboding gnawing at his stomach. He knew things would be completely different now, that Anakin would expect romantic interludes such as this every time he was home. But for right now, Obi-Wan didn't care. Because when he looked at them, Anakin's eyes were blue—the most beautiful, crystal clear blue he'd ever seen. Obi-Wan knew he was closer than ever to turning Anakin back.
Curling into his arms, Obi-Wan fell asleep, for once completely at ease with the world, at least for now.
And the Jedi fell for the Sith.
It's done! Finally! I really hope the slash scene wasn't too graphic—I tried to keep it on the lower side. But yay! My first slash scene is done! I TOLD YOU I COULD DO IT, MASTEROFYAOI! HA!
Ok, so there's something I need to discuss. So a friend of mine and I were talking about good Clone Wars episodes when she mentioned a few that I had refused to watch, because it involved Obi-Wan "dying" and going undercover. Needless to say, I screamed rather loudly when I first saw the commercial. I unwittingly decided to look up the fateful words, "Rako Hardeen".
Oh. My. God.
HE'S F*CKING BALD! WTF IS WRONG WITH THEM! THEY MADE OBI-WAN SHAVE! :O JUST NO! And don't even get me started on the undercover look—that guy's just nasty. *Shudder*
Well, now that I've gotten my rant over, here's the recommended stories for this chapter: Melody in Cacophony by Finess McGayor, Knights Out by Templemistress (SHE'S BACK IN BUISNESS! :D I can't tell you how happy I am about that) and What's Good for the Master is Good for the Padawan by Snootiegirl99
I will seriously try to get the next chapter up soon, I swear! Bye! Please review and leave a suggestion for the next chapter or just what you liked or didn't like. Thanks!