Match Maker

Chapter 14

Location: Hoth, Rebel Base cafeteria

Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile at Thrice and said, "Are you sure you only want one kiss, Milady?"

"Yes, only one kiss, Sir Knight but you must be strong. I—I don't think I can make such a promise myself. You see, I'd like to know if the strawberries are influencing you or not. And if you aren't than we won't have to be parted for a few days. You'd simply have to ignore me."

The Knight nodded his head. "Ah, clever girl. I think I understand now you're meaning. But, as I said before I don't think you need to test me. I don't feel any different, but to put your mind at ease I will accept your challenge."

Amused, he leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips onto his wife's to give her a chaste kiss, but once their skin made contact his body immediately felt like it was set ablaze. In a surge, his blood began to boil and his pulse began to race. Desire filled his veins and forcefully he buried his hands into her lush black hair and devoured her mouth and lips with desperate need. Passionately, he kissed her with a yearning he had never felt before in his life.

He was so enthralled that he completely ignored the people around them in the public space and boldly dragged her off her seat and onto his lap and finally broke the kiss at last to move onto her beautiful neck. Hungrily, he closed his azure-gray eyes and breathed in her intoxicating scent and licked and nibbled onto her flesh. And strangely he felt overwhelmed and desperate for more. He suddenly had to make her his. He had to take her now.

"Thrice…" he pleaded into her ear. "Oh, Thrice please."

Tightly, he clutched her shoulders and shook with barely restrained need. He thought he might burst at the seams with desire for her that he may as well spontaneously combust.

Though, gently Thrice managed to pulled back enough to stare into his stormy blue eyes and said, "Our room, now."

"Yes."

Obi-Wan did not need farther instruction. He quickly slid his raven-beauty off his lap and swiftly grabbed her hand and together they rushed out of the cafeteria and straight to their apartment at the living-quarters in a flash.

Though, unexpectedly they bumped into Han who stopped them for a second to chat. "Hey, old man, what are you and the Mrs. up to? More meetings?"

"No, and we've no time to talk, Captain. We're in a hurry."

Bewildered, Han raised his hand to halt the pair and said, "Well, wait just a minute here. Take it easy. I was just trying to be friendly. There's no reason to be rude. Jeez, I get enough of that short-tempered stuff from the Princess."

Then, out of nowhere Thrice began to seductively caress her husband's hand in false display of innocence. Gently, she stroked his palm with her fingertips and sent enticing vibrations throughout his entire body with her powers of the Force. Instantly, Obi-Wan shivered as the rush of sensation consumed him like a flame that he had to ball his free hand into a fist.

He mustered all his will power not to uttered a sound and harshly hissed at her in warning—"Thrice, no"—yet unfortunately she refused to cooperate and continued her beguiling touch.

Mentally, Obi-Wan cursed his fate at being wed to a Force-sensitive she-warrior for the first time in his life. He was positive that she took delight in torturing him because not only did she project her feelings, but she also began to hum. Thrice was now channeling her emotions through the Living-Force so strongly that any Force-sensitive being in 10 kilometers could pick up on her seduction like a beacon.

In response, Obi-Wan was sure he'd melt into goo. "Oh, Force…"

Han narrowed his brow at the couple's funny behavior and asked, "Hey, Ben. Is everything ok?"

Nervously, Obi-Wan replied, "Y—Yes, yes everything's fine. But, we really need to go."

Shocked, Han turned and watched as the couple quickly ran towards the elevators like it was a footrace. He couldn't understand what had gotten into them. They were acting weird. Though, it suddenly hit the space-captain when he heard the she-warrior start to giggle like a ditz.

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Location: Hoth, living-quarters

Obi-Wan groaned and slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was in a bed. He was lying face down over his wife with his face buried into her long raven hair. He noticed that she was bare and sleeping soundly into her pillow and that there were love-bites littering all along her graceful shoulder and neck. Impulsively, he pulled back her locks and gave into the temptation to taste her lovely skin and suddenly his senses were filled with her presence.

In response, he heard her hum in delight and felt her emotions vibrate through the Force like a warm wave. He instantly felt her joy like it was his own that he had to stop to stifle a moan. Her feelings were like a drug.

It thrilled him to finally have her finally all to himself, but oddly he could not recall how exactly that came to be. It was evident that they had been together, but he couldn't remember when or how. It was just one big blur—like a fog had been lifted from his mind.

"Dearest?"

"Hmmm…"

"Milady?"

"No more, Obi-Wan. I'm tired."

"No, darling. It isn't that. I wanted to ask you how we got here."

"What?" Blurry-eyed, Thrice rolled over and gave her husband a funny look. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can't remember how we got back to our room. The last thing I remember was us sitting at the cafeteria and you dared me to give you only one kiss which from the looks of things I did a lot more."

Puzzled, the raven-beauty narrowed her brow and pulled the blanket up to her chin. "Oh…well, that's because we ate strawberries and it sort of hits you like alcohol. It makes you really want to do it and then you forget—well most of it."

Aghast, Obi-Wan exclaimed, "What? You mean we made hours of passionate love and I can't remember any of it? Force, that is so unfair."

Thrice giggled and wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled up to his side and said, "Yes, welcome to my world. I can barely remember how we made Jinn, but at least now I'm not alone this time."

"This time?"—Obi-Wan then sat up and carefully placed his hand over her stomach. Tentatively, he used his powers of the Force to see if she carried within her body new life and remarkably he discovered that she did.

"Oh my god."

Thrice softly caught his hand and asked, "So, it's true then? We're having another one?"

"Yes, but it's a terrible time to have another child. We don't have the time to raise a little one."

"But I thought you wanted more. In the future remember?"

Obi-Wan then turned and leaned over his wife and kissed her palm. "Yes, I remember but we're preparing for war and our lives maybe in peril. I may not be able to keep you safe."

The raven-beauty frowned. "I can keep myself safe."

The Knight smiled and startled to play with her hair. "Yes, I know you can, Milady but sometimes you need someone to watch your back. Normally, you take risks and damn consequences because you're a warrior, but you may forget that you need to be a mother first. Keeping yourself safe is typically not your top priority."

Frustrated, she turned her head away and replied, "I can't help it, Sir Knight. It's my nature."

Tenderly, Obi-Wan tilted her head back to him and said, "I understand, Milady. It's one of the many things I love about you. I'm just concerned. I don't want for anything to happen to you."

Thrice smiled and touched his cheek. "Don't worry, Obi-Wan. I'll be fine. I'll always be fine as long as I have you."

Overcome with love, he kissed her sweetly onto her lips and pulled back to stare into her brilliant ruby eyes. He reverently said, "Sometimes I wonder what I ever did to deserve someone as wonderful as you, my darling. Where you always this amazing?"

The she-warrior brightly giggled and said, "Me? Amazing? Oh, Obi-Wan. I'm not perfect."

"Yes, but to me you are. Those Rebels think I'm a legend, but to me you surpass everything. You're—you're like a goddess."

Thrice burst out laughing and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and pressed him close into her embrace. She then lovingly caressed his back and ran her fingers into his red-ish brown hair and grinned.

"You make me so happy. I hope we get a girl like you wanted."

"Milady, I would be happy with either a boy or a girl. I'm just curious on how our sons will take it."

Though, abruptly someone knocked on their door. Obi-Wan groaned and reluctantly rolled off the bed and grabbed his robe and pulled it tight around his waist. Then, barefoot and bed-head he strode out to the sitting room and answered it.

"Yes, coming. Oh, Luke. Come on in, son."

Puzzled, the young-Jedi stepped in and wondered why his father was practically naked and ragged in the middle of the day. Soundless, he stepped in and shut the door. He followed the Jedi Master to the kitchenette and watched as he busied himself making a cup of tea and began to build a meal from several food-packs.

"Uh, Dad. Is everything ok? Nobody has see or heard from you or Mom in over two days."

"What?"

Stunned, the Knight froze and put down the teakettle and turned about to face him. He had no idea that so much time had past while he was intoxicated. Though, in hindsight he was preoccupied with Milady for three days on Dagobah when they made Jinn.

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well…I suppose given the circumstances it was to be expected."

Luke was confused. "What are you saying? Is something wrong? Where's Mom?"

Unfazed, Obi-Wan continued to cook and replied, "Oh, nothing. Everything's fine. And you're mother is radiant."

Now, Luke was suspicious. He was sure this time that his father was hiding something. He leaned over the countertop and narrowed his brow and said, "That's not true, something's up. I know it. I can feel it."

Yet, before Obi-Wan could answer, Thrice trailed in wearing only a bed sheet like a toga, but quickly halted and tried to stumble back into the bedroom in humiliation when she spotted Luke. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan tried not to laugh at her embarrassment while Luke practically jumped out of his seat in shock.

"Oh gods! Is that what you two have been doing? Y—you've been—been—oh Force, don't tell me."

Amused, Obi-Wan pulled out another cup from the pantry and said, "Oh relax, son. You're a young man now. This sort of thing shouldn't be so surprising."

Mortified, Luke ran his hands through his hair and said, "Yeah, but still two days is an awfully long time and well, you're my father for crying out loud."

"Here, have a cup of tea," replied the Knight. He then called towards the bedroom, "Dearest, I've made you something to eat."

"J—Just a minute, darling."

Obi-Wan and Luke then heard the sounds of Thrice rummaging through the closet and quietly cursing under her breath as she began to dress. Though, soon she emerged from the room dressed in a plain white dress that was very similar to those Leia liked to wear. Her long raven hair was still down and unbraided and flowed loosely down her back and her feet were bare like her Knight. She looked so natural just then and so young—like an unearthly maiden.

"Oh, Thrice. You look beautiful."

She shyly blushed and averted her eyes bashfully before joining them at the table. She took a seat next to Luke and ignored the tense stares they were both giving her. In Obi-Wan's eyes she couldn't have been lovelier while Luke could not fathom how subdued she was behaving. To him she was practically a different person.

Timidly, she took the tea her husband offered her silently and smiled at him sweetly. The love the two had shining in each other's eyes was obvious and clear.

"Thank you, Sir Knight."

"Anything for you, Milady."

Luke uncomfortably coughed into his hand to break up the romance and abruptly brought their attention back to him. "Uh, well like I said, you two have been cooped up in here for two days. Nobody knows why you both disappeared."

Thrice twirled her hair thoughtfully and said, "Well, its none of their business, but I'm sure Nina has been unhappy. Oh! But, we have wonderful news."

Bewildered, Luke asked, "What news?"

She excitedly turned to her eldest child and exclaimed, "We're having a baby!"

"A baby! Seriously?"

"Yes! Oh, isn't it amazing? I feel like I could conquer the universe."

Thrice then threw her arms around her young-Jedi and hugged him furiously. Happily, Luke laughed and hugged her back and pulled back to stare at her in disbelief. "Oh Jeez, this is amazing. Golly, you two sure take your time doing things. I'm surprised you aren't swarming with kids already."

Joyfully, the raven-beauty shouted, "Oh Luke, all my babies are made by strawberries."

"Huh? What's that suppose to mean?"

Obi-Wan jumped in and said, "She means exactly that, son. You're mother's alien biology can only reproduce with assistance and in this case, strawberries. And fortunately the fruits don't happen to grow in the deserts of Tatooine."

"Oh, so does that mean you planned it?"

"No, it was…a strong possibility. And anyway, is there anything urgent that we missed during our absences?"

"Yeah, something did happen. When one of the mechanics was checking up on Han's ship they discovered a homing beacon on the outer haul. It turned out Vader had us tracked and has our location."

"Then, we need to start planning for an attack."

"It's already begun. Nina and Leia have been working around the clock brainstorming new ideas to defend ourselves, but I think it's important we get a hold of the Infinite."

Thrice asked, "How is the construction going on the sub-space transmitter?"

"Pretty good. Nina said it should be completed in a few days, but Rebel Intelligence said that the Death Star should be fully operation in a few days too."

"Damn, that's cutting it close. The Infinite would need at least a day, maybe two in order to travel the distance to reach us in time. Lord Blackswan's help may come too late if the Death Star arrives first."

"Yeah, Nina said the same thing. What should we do?"

The raven-beauty paused for a moment and then turned to her husband and said, "Evacuate."

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Luke walked away from his parent's apartment deep in thought. He was surprised that his mother would even suggest leaving the base. She had always been a fighter. Always wanting to take on a challenge with both hands and laughing at danger that to hear her say they should evacuate had come at a shock. Though, the young-Jedi had suspected that the new baby on the way had altered her priorities. Yet, as he went over her plan in his head the more it seemed like a good idea. It wasn't until the Rebel Alliance met up with the Blackswan Clan could they really begin to plan a solid defense.

Wearily, he went to go find Leia to discuss other places they could make their retreat, but unexpectedly he ran into Jinn.

"Hi, Jinn. Where have you been?"

"Oh, just sparring with the new recruits. You wouldn't believe how green everybody is. We could make a killing if we set up bets."

Luke smiled and shook his head. "Jeez, Jinn it isn't like you're on Tatooine anymore. You don't have to earn anymore credits to free slaves."

"Yeah, I know but Father has been really training me hard lately and it fun not having to hold back anymore. In fact, did you know that everyone keeps saying that I'm the son of a legend?" Jinn then raised his chest out triumphantly and said grandly, "They say that I have the blood of the Great General Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi High Council Member, Servant of the Old Republic and the Negotiator of the People."

Amused, Luke shoved his little brother off balance and replied, "Yeah, but you're just plain old Jinn Kenobi to me, a ginger headed card-shark and would-be knight. It makes no sense getting a swelled head over Dad's reputation, Jinn."

The amber-eyed teen humbly bowed his head and said, "Well…I suppose. It's just that I didn't even know Father did all things till we got here. It's like everything was normal and then suddenly I find out I'm related to somebody special. What if I'm not special too, Luke? I mean, even Mother's special. What if I'm some kind of fluke?"

The young-Jedi laughed and wrapped his arm around his brother's shoulders and replied, "You aren't a fluke, Jinn. And it doesn't matter what all those guys say. You're special to Mom and Dad and you're special to me. Plus, pretty soon you won't be the only Kenobi kid. Mom's having a new baby."

Jinn stopped and stared at Luke in disbelief. "No way! Mother's having a baby? But, but I thought they were too old to have anymore kids."

"Well, since Mom ate strawberries it isn't an issue anymore."

"What?"

Luke embarrassingly turned to face his little brother and held him by his arms and said, "Look, I think Dad might tell you soon, but I think I should give you a heads up. You know how you aren't a hundred percent human, right?"

The teen sighed and tilted his head. "Yes, it's all old news, Luke. Just get to the point."

Then, slowly a grin spread across the young-Jedi's face and he humorously replied, "Ok, it's just that strawberries for you are a turn on."

"What! Are you joking?"

"No. It's true, that's what they told me."

Jinn took a moment and thought about this new information and wondered how it might apply to him. It wasn't like he was fully Varian. Though, on the other hand he wasn't exactly human—and more importantly he wasn't a girl. Did the strawberry thing only work on girls?

Puzzled, the young-warrior asked, "But do strawberries work the same on me? I'm a boy. I can't have babies. What if it's only a female-thing? And it isn't like I haven't liked girls before."

"Yeah, but you've never had a girlfriend either, squirt."

Jinn frowned. "Neither have you."

Luke scuffed. "Well, it wasn't like there were many girls on Tatooine. And anyway, why do you even care if I have a girl or not?"

The teen huffed. "Actually, I don't care. Though I'm hoping Mother has a boy. Then I can be the older brother and be his Master and he can be my Padawan."

Luke laughed and said, "Well, we might get a sister and then you'd get stuck playing with dollhouses and drinking tea."

"No! I like swords and I like fighting. I don't like tea."

Amused, the young-Jedi grinned and led his brother towards the elevators and said, "Gee, Jinn. It's a sure possibility but you'll have plenty of time to get used to the idea once we evacuate to Yavin 4."

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TBC

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Thanks for the reviews: RKF22, Bekah, mtfrosty, Scarlet Rebelle and colorblue22. I love feedback. And due to the The Lonely Fox and Scarlet Rebelle's insistance and the plot, I'm shipping Obi and the gang to Yavin 4. I gotta tell ya I don't remember much about this planet. All I can remember is the one with the muppet teddie bears in the last movie.

Also if you haven't read my earlier stuff, then wouldn't know about the whole Kenobi family I already wrote about in my past fanfics. It's kind of set that Thrice will have a daughter, but I won't spoil it if you don't want to know more. Though if you do than I recommend reading "Another Time" which features the Kenobi kids in another AU.

Anyway, thank you for your high praises. Please review. Thank you.