I KNOWWWW. It's been more than a month since last time I published. I'M SORRYYYYYYY, but you know, Sith happens. School happened, pneumonia happened and laziness happened. So without further due, here's the next chapter :D
Chapter warning: mention of sexual actions.
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When Obi-Wan finally woke up, it was to find himself on a comfortable, but unknown surface. Keeping his eyes closed, he reached into the Force to analyze his surroundings, his Jedi instincts kicking in, just in case he was in any danger, captured, or whatever a Jedi's carrier could possibly throw at him. His memories of the recent events were blurry and unfocused, which only added more suspicions to his situation. But when he only found peace and quietness around him, he allowed himself to relax a little. Curiously, his limbs seemed almost as exhausted as his mind was at the moment. His legs refused to collaborate and his head was pounding madly with thoughts swirling around all over the place. It was like he had no control over them whatsoever. What exactly had happened to him?
"I wonder if that stained glass was done by hand or machine..."
Well, that certainly was a weird thing to think about in such a state. Stained glass, where did he saw that before? Last thing he remembered, he was still in the Temple… was he in the meditation chapel? Why in the blazes was he sleeping there?! and the room's stone floor couldn't be that comfortable, could it? He has slept on many floors before and usually stone was far from comfortable. Ohh… he was too tired for this.
"Machine for sure… Any living being couldn't possibly be so precise… not that I know of, anyway."
Obi-Wan frowned and stirred. Trying to control in thoughts was as difficult as catching mist with bare hands right now. For a second, he wondered if he was incapacitated by a substance of some kind; he knew alcohol had quite an effect on his mind, but he could not seem to remember when or why he would have resumed to such actions… When the voice in his mind went silent for a moment, he thought it might be leftovers from his dreams; he, sometimes, could still hear voices seconds after waking up from a nightmare. Deciding it was the best explanation to his situation, he forced his body to turn on his side and relaxed. He was so comfortable and so tired, he felt like he could just fall asleep again without moving a finger…
He stirred awake again when a soft hand came to caress his face. He was too tired to even investigate it, so he sighed and let himself be handled.
"Gods, he has been sleeping for quite a long time… I hope that ritual didn't damage him too much..."
Meila. That was Meila's voice whispering in his mind. As he recognized her gentle voice, the recent events finally organized themselves in his head and all seemed to make sense at last. He was sleeping in the meditation chapel because the bonding ritual with his sweetheart had stole every ounce of energy he could give. Obviously, since the bond was only several hours old, Meila still didn't know how to shield properly, explaining why he was hearing her thoughts like they were his own…
"No it couldn't… Master Wondu told us it was perfectly safe… Or was it Master Windu? I'm not entirely sure..."
In his sheepish state, Obi-Wan chuckled to himself. To hear what was happening in his sweetheart's mind was beautiful, and he pondered whether or not he should just lie there and listen to her gentle voice…
"If only he knew how beautiful he is while he sleeps… He looks so peaceful, so different from when he's awake and the galaxy always has a reason to bother him..."
Obi-Wan smiled under the compliment, knowing he would blush if his face actually had the energy to do so. Maybe this was a good time to manifest himself. Keeping his eyes closed, he took a breath. "You're broadcasting, sweetheart..." He said, frowning at how weak his voice sounded.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he felt her jump slightly at his side; she obviously wasn't expecting him to talk just now. Surprise and confusion ran freely into the bond as clear as her thoughts were seconds ago. "...Excuse me?" She asked in her own voice, puzzled.
Obi-Wan stretched his limbs to try and wake them up and forced himself to open his eyes, even though his eyelids weighted 50 pounds each. "Broadcasting." He replied, but this time through their bond to prove his point. "You thoughts were as clear in my mind as my voice is clear in yours now."
Her end of the bond suddenly explosed with realization and then begged for forgiveness. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't wish to disturb you, I-"
Obi-Wan stopped her by lifting his arm and placing a finger on her lips, knowing it would be completely normal for her not to know how to shield. The bond flowed with confusion again and he smiled as her stunned face. "It'll take time for you to learn to shield completely. Don't worry about it." He whispered with a smile as her end of the bond relaxed a little.
"Can you show me?" She asked, not really liking the idea of him hearing everything she thought.
Obi-Wan suppressed a yawn and glued his gaze to hers. Now, how was he supposed to explain to a woman who's been Force blind all her life how to manipulate a mental bond? Mace didn't take the time to train him for that… In any case, he needed to explain it to her, unless she would be deprived of privacy for a long time. The bond did felt like a hallway with a door, though. Maybe he should start with that. "Close your eyes. Feel that connection at the edge of your end of the bond? Just like the end of a hallway?" He started, knowing that this new sensation in her brain might prove to be confusion at first.
She closed her eyes in deep concentration, searching through parts of her mind she didn't know existed before. "Yes, yes I think… It's like a door..."
He laughed softly. For a woman who's never tempered with mental connections before, she certainly knew how to play with them. "Exactly. Now, close it." He instructed, keeping an eyes on her end of the bond to make sure she closed it right.
Her thoughts and emotions in his mind became dimmer, until they stopped completely. "Like this?" She asked, waiting for his approval.
He nodded. "Yes, simple as that. Although right now it might sound easy because you're calm. You'll find that fear, pain and sadness are most difficult to shield, close to impossible if they reach a certain peak. With time, I promise it'll be easier."
She opened her eyes and smiled at him. "I'll keep that in mind. Now, I can still feel how tired you are..."
He huffed. "I must admit that connecting with your mind was no easy task. Probably because you're so stubborn all the time." He said, a yawn escaping him.
She laughed, knowing that he was only joking. "Get some more sleep reckless Jedi. Maybe I'll doze off too." She said, making it clear that it was pointless for him to decide otherwise.
He didn't have time to agree, as soon as he closed his eyes he plunged deep in slumber.
Several hours later, the two of them were walking down the Temple's corridors, Obi-Wan leading Meila while holding her hand.
"Why don't you just tell me where we're going?" She asked, pulling on his hand to force him to slow down.
He turned his face around to give her a smile. "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore..."
At his words, she pouted. when he woke up again, feeling much more energized than the first time he did, he had spoke of something he wanted to show her for a long time. When she had asked questions, he had told her it was a surprise. "Ah come on, Obi! Not even a hint?!"
He laughed at her eagerness, both in words and through the bond. He found it cute, per say. "Patience, my sweet. Patience."
As they descended stairs after stairs, the Temple was plunged into a peaceful tranquility. Since they have both dozed off earlier, neither of them were tired enough to go back to bed. Even though Coruscant never truly slept and the cities were alive with its usual night activity, the Temple was quiet as a tomb. All the younglings and Padawans were already gone to bed while most of the Knights and Masters were retired in their personal quarters. Once in a while, the two lovers would pass by a knight on night patrol duty, but nothing more. It reminded Obi-Wan of his youngling years, where he and Quinlan used to play hide and seek at night, careful of not being caught by the patrol squad.
That's exactly why Obi-Wan thought it was the perfect opportunity to show her a part of the Temple he had always wished to take her to: the Room of a Thousand Fountains. With its beautiful, colourful nature, she would probably feel at home in it. Deep in his heart, he hoped she would be able to find a little peace within its walls…
On Meila's side, she could not wait to see where Obi-Wan was taking her. The last time he talked about a 'surprise', she ended up in Alderaan for several months. She could say with confidence that they were part of the best time of her entire life. Even though it was colder with technology well established within its culture, the environment was pretty similar to her home planet.
Obi-Wan lead her through the Temple's endless corridors and she followed him blindly, thinking about how lost she would be without his guidance. Boy, the Temple was hu-ge. "Don't you ever get lost in here?" She asked him, her gaze once again lost in the beauty of the place, her eyes setting on a nearby giant statue.
The Jedi Master seemed to consider her question for a moment. "It does seem big when you first see it, but the corridors pattern are pretty easy to understand. Once you understand how it works, you can find your way pretty easily. But yes. I got lost many times when I was younger." He replied with a smile.
But Meila wasn't fooled by his diplomatic tone. She had been able to perceive the slight raise of tone in his voice in the last four words of his reply. She knew Obi-Wan from inside and out. Even the bond was whispering something wrong with his answer. "You still get lost today." She declared with a side smile.
His expression was a mix of surprise and annoyance. "I am most certainly not!" He replied instantly with a hint of defensiveness.
She laughed at his mildly insulted face. she knew she had struck a bad nerve. "Oh, you do, Master Jedi! Your ego is just too big to admit it." She said, proud she had found a weakness in the legendary perfect Jedi.
the man beside her snorted and raised an eyebrow, accepting the challenge she was obviously throwing at him. "At least my head is not as hard as durasteel." He sent back with confidence.
"Yes, and you love it." She replied, sending him a kiss with the palm of her hand.
He sighed in defeat and smiled at her. "Blast it, yes I do."
Several minutes later, they were both standing in front of the massive door leading to the Room of a Thousand Fountains. Meila still didn't have a clue of what was behind the door. Turning to face her, Obi-Wan took her hands in his. "Ready?"
She smiled, eager to see what was waiting for her behind the wall. "I am."
Obi-Wan lifted his arm and Force opened the door with a gesture of his hand. The second the lights of the room hit the dark hallway, the bond was filled with wonder, surprise and excitement.
Meila simply could not believe her eyes. There was green and blue everywhere she looked and it was magnificent. The scents of fresh grass and leaves combined with the sounds of falling water and chirping birds where almost overwhelming to her because it was so close to how her home looked, smelled and sounded. An environment she couldn't be in for almost 19 years, now. As she slowly walked into the room, followed closely by the Jedi Master behind her, she fought tears and needed to remind her knees to stay solid. She absolutely refused to go back to her home planet, not knowing that the gang who kidnapped her still walked on its surface. She could not bear to be this close to them. But this? A room almost equal to what she used to wake up to when she was younger in a building she knew was safer than anything among the entire galaxy? It was almost too much to take.
Of course, Obi-Wan fell it as Meila's shields dropped one by one under the intensity of emotion she was going through right now. He knew she would probably react in such a way since she hasn't seen her home in so many years. Stepping close to her, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'll leave you alone for a minute a two. Take your time to take it all in. I know you need to."
As Meila stepped aside to take a moment to reconnect, Obi-Wan made sure to close the bond by himself in order to leave her the privacy she needed. Her people back on her home planet used to connect with nature at least once a day. Even though she had been doing it everyday since they landed on Alderaan, there was still a good 18 year gap she needed to fill. Turning his back to her, he slowly walked away until he was close enough for him to hear her call, but out of her field of vision.
Sitting on a nearby rock, he gently played with a large ground leaf with the tip of his fingers and took a deep breath. Even though him and Meila knew each other more than the other, was he was about to show her would make him feel more exposed than ever. He never told anyone, not even Anakin or Master Qui-Gon, what he was about to reveal to her. Frankly, it made him nervous. It was something very, very personal for him and he knew that if anyone should know about it, it should be his sweetheart. He knew that Anakin would laugh at his face if he knew… Force, High General Obi-Wan Kenobi did not like to feel exposed like that. At all.
Taking a second to swipe the huge room from head to toe with a massive wave from the Force, he found himself relieved to discover that they were alone in there. Pretty usual at this hour, considering that about half of the Temple was away in dreamland. Not that company would have disturbed him, not at all, by he appreciated his alone time with his sweetheart. If the Council wanted two, they could assign him on a mission as early as tomorrow morning and he had planned on spending every single second he could with Meila.
When Meila stepped back close to him, he smiled when he saw all the light now pouring from her eyes. the bond, even closed, felt overwhelmed with joy and completion.
"I didn't think they could build such a room, at least not in a place like the Jedi Temple..." She said, still looking around her with amazed looks.
Obi-Wan chuckled and lifted himself to join her. "The Force can manifest itself in any life-form, my sweet. You're not the only one who needs frequent contacts with nature. Besides, I really do appreciate the fresh air, the smells and the sounds of this room. Really puts one's mind at peace after all we go through." He explained as a small wave of wind went to brush their hair. Turning around to face her, he proposed her his arm. "Walk with me?"
She smiled wildly at his proposition and took his arm, more than eager to discover more about this room. "Certainly!"
Wherever Obi-Wan was taking her, he seemed to have a particular destination in mind. He made her pass on bridges, beside large and small trees and even close to a waterfall so big Meila wondered where all this water could possibly coming from. Even more surprising, when they walked close to the water, the droplets of water didn't seem to wet them. It was as if the water was just bouncing about a millimeter before actually touching their bodies. She wanted to ask the question, but when Obi-Wan winked at her and the bond filled itself with confidence, she instantly knew it must have been one of his many Force tricks.
The walk was long enough to make Meila ask herself if the room actually ended. Neither of them said anything, once again their bond was enough communication for the moment combined with the presence of one another. It was only when they both reached another large waterfall that Obi-Wan let go of her arm and spoke again.
"We will need to pass under that curtain of water..." He yelled while pointing said waterfall, his voice trying to cover the sound of rushing water.
"Is that another one of your surprises?" She asked, smiling, "I thought I already got the surprise for tonight..."
"Come on, sweetheart, you know I'm full of surprises..."
As soon as those words left his mouth, he gestured his hand upwards, manipulating the Force to create some sort of corridor in the falling water for them to pass safely under. On the left side of the fall, the water slowly separated, as if a dome had been placed right under it. Very basic manipulation, really. Obi-Wan had learned it when he was still a youngling.
When everything was set, he turned back around to face Meila again, who was looking at the hole in the water with suspicious eyes. It was understandable, since anyone who would be standing right under the water would very likely be crushed under its weight. Even the ground was vibrating from the impact.
Under her worried look, he stepped closer to her. "I've done it about a thousand times, sweetheart. It's completely safe, I assure you. Shall we?"
One last look at the massive waterfall and she nodded. Taking his hand, they quickly passed under the rushing water to find themselves safely on the other side. The cavern under the fall was very dark and moist, so Meila held onto Obi-Wan's hand firmly as he zigzagged her through the rock passages. The air was slightly colder than when they were standing minutes before and the more they walked, the less they could hear the sound of falling water as it became more and more distant. But at one point, the sound of the waterfall was slowly being replaced by another one, still falling water but with a smaller force, just like water slowly falling down layers of rocks. The air was also becoming warmer with each steps they were taking. The dark cavern was filling with light and Meila knew that wherever Obi-Wan had planned on bringing her that they were getting close to it.
She wasn't disappointed. Several steps later, Obi-Wan made her take a sharp left and she found herself in a small meadow followed by a line of trees which probably lead to a small forest. Anyone would have think that it was just an ordinary place, just part of the Room of a Thousand Fountains like the rest, but something about it struck Meila. The grass was covered in small, white flowers. The running water sound came from a natural spring by the cavern walls, water slowly dripping down to a small lake right in front of the cavern entry. The trees in the forest were standing tall, taller than the one she previously saw before following Obi-Wan in the cavern. The air was soft and warm, unlike the hot and humid one she breathed after previously entering the room several minutes ago. The area was strongly similar to her.
Because it was exactly like the meadow her and Obi-Wan used to hide in on her home planet before she was kidnapped.
Words could not pronounce how she felt right now. She must have been broadcasting pretty hard, because Obi-Wan stepped behind her and offered her a gentle caress on the shoulders. There were no words exchanged. They both stayed silent for several minutes as they both remembered their wonderful memories before everything tore them apart.
At one point, Obi-Wan let go of Meila and dropped one knee on the grass to pick up a small white flower. Placing the soft petals into his palm, he sighed heavily. "These don't grow naturally in the Temple. With the help of the Jedi Archives and my little experience I had from the Agricorps, I learned to grow them by myself. Once a year, every year. Pretty simple, really. Nothing so soft and pretty could be too difficult to bring to life..." He said as the flower started to dance in the air while he manipulated the Force.
Meila adjusted her skirt and sat beside him on the ground, also picking up a flower. "They're beautiful, Obi. Exactly like they were back home."
Obi-Wan smiled and lifted himself up, slowly stepping closer to the edge of the lake. "This wasn't there also when I first discovered this place. After having thoroughly explored the caves, I found a way to redirect some of the water here. It took years to completely fill the lake, but it was always one of my favorite place to take a bath..."
Meila stepped up and walked closer to him. "You did all this by yourself but… why?"
Suddenly, his end of the bond was filled with sorrow and dreaded memories and Meila asked herself if it had been a good thing to pop the question. It was obviously a sensitive matter for the man she loved. She could see his shoulders move as he took a deep breath and he didn't face her when he started speaking.
"I searched for you, sweetheart. For a year after the night they took you. I became obsessed with the idea of finding you and at one point Master Qui-Gon asked me to choose. To choose between you and my life in the Jedi Order. I..." He sighed heavily before continuing, betraying how those memories were affecting him right now. "I refused the idea that you were dead, even though it was more than a possibility after all that time… It was one of the most difficult decision in my entire life."
His words were followed by a heavy silence, but Meila knew he wasn't finished. She could feel his hesitation through the bond, he was searching his words. Finally, he turned around to face her as he continued. "I needed something to hold on to you, even though you were gone from my life. After I decided to stay within the Order, my motivation and determination were at an all time low, making my Master lose patience over me more than once. We used to argue, with my Master always bragging at how attachments had affected me too much. One night, after a really bad argument I ran to this room to find peace..." He recalled, chuckling a little over his next train of thoughts. "I didn't want the other Padawans to see me crying so I hid in the cavern under that big waterfall. When I saw all those small hallways, my curiosity took over and then I found this place… I'm not even sure if someone else knows it exists. It was already similar to our place back on your home-planet and it became my hiding place… I know it's silly but-"
"Thank you, Obi. It warms my heart to know I was still in your heart for all those years." Meila interrupted, walking closer to the Jedi Master. The poor man looked like he wanted to hide within the layers of his tunics. He even avoided her gaze when she looked at him, his cheek colored with a discreet blush. She obviously was the first to know about this secret. Even his mental shield were raised so high Meila doubted that another Jedi Master could pierce them. Grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at her, she knew she would never love another man in her life. Their bond was overflowing with the love and caring they both gave each other, it was almost overwhelming. Lifting herself at the tip of her toes, she gently captured his lips in a warm, passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck for support. Surprised, he sighed against her lips and wrapped his own hands around her hips to keep her as close as possible.
As soon as they pulled apart, Meila looked deep into Obi-Wan's eyes. "Take a bath with me, Obi..." She whispered against his lips.
His eyes grew wide at the suggestion. He knew that in her culture, a woman proposing a bath to a man was more than just taking a dip in the water. "Oh Mel, not if you're not ready-"
She cut him by placing a finger on his mouth, shutting him out. "I want to take a bath with you, Obi. Are you going to deny a woman's demands?" She teased, a large smile painted on her features.
Obi-Wan closed his eyes and blushed. "Of course not, m'lady..."
When they kissed again, heat and passion quickly took over them, their desire to discover the other filling their every senses. Slowly as he caressed her lips with his own, Obi-Wan dropped his shields, one by one, in order to open himself fully to the woman he loved. Mouths explored skin and hands started to tug at clothes. Surprised by her own rise of desires and body heat, Meila carefully, just after looking for approval in Obi-Wan's darkened eyes, unclasped his Jedi belt and dropped it on the ground. As soon as the heavy leather accessory was off, his Jedi tunic loosened naturally, offering to Meila the sight of his muscular chest. Glueing her eyes to it, hesitant at first, she carefully placed her hand on his hot skin, making him release a shuddering breath at the contact. Slowly but nonetheless surely, her palms explored his torso, caressing every muscle, every scar they found in their way. When they slid up to his shoulders, her fingertips touching his collarbone and neck, his upper tunic fell on the ground loosely by his belt with a soft tud. Confidence and newfound desires ran freely into the bond and the two lovebirds hugged each other while their mouths found themselves once again, sharing a kiss more passionate than they were ready to admit. As he caressed her tongue with his, Obi-Wan's hands unconsciously started to wander under the fabric of her shirt, his palms exploring the small of her back with eagerness.
When his wandering hands stopped just above the tie of her skirt, he seemed hesitant before continuing on. Indeed, they never truly passed the barrier of disrobing in their last encounter. So his fingertips gently played with the knot, silently asking for approval he was too afraid to ask aloud. Meila felt his dilemma through the bond and, backing up from his demanding lips, she untied the knot herself, the soft fabric of her skirt pooling around her knees. When the fresh air of the room hit the skin of her legs, she suddenly felt aware of how exposed she actually was and a small blush settled on her cheeks. But the feeling was quickly brushed away as Obi-Wan caught her chin in his hand and offered her a gentle smile before catching her lips again.
This went on for a while and the original idea of the bath was almost forgotten. It's only when the water splashed louder than usual that the two of them separated, the breaths heavy and their hearts pounding, that they remembered what they wanted to do in the first place. Looking at each other, they both chuckled softly before backing up slightly from their embrace. Nodding to the small lake beside them, Obi-Wan smiled. "Shall we?" He asked, asking for permission one last time.
Meila looked at the large pool of water and the small waterfall and sighed. Yes, she was ready. She could not think of any other circumstances to join in this way with the Jedi she loved. "Yes." She simply replied while offering him a smile.
Nodding, Obi-Wan discarded his boots next to the pile of tunic left of the floor and walked closely to the edge of the lake. Meila, on her account, turned around to face the forest while taking deep breaths, searching deep within her to find any discomfort like she used to feel at that point. She was more than glad to feel that anxiety deemed completely absent from her mind right now. Was it because of the bond? She couldn't say. All that mattered right now is that she felt ready, more than ever, to pass this step with Obi-Wan.
She turned around again when she heard splashes of water and saw that Obi-Wan was already hip deep in the water, the small waves hitting softly against his back and chest. At one point he took a breath and plunged completely under the water, emerging seconds after completely wet, his hands raising up to readjust his stubborn hair. To Meila's eyes, he looked more stunning than ever.
When he noticed that he was being watched, he smiled to her and raised his hand, encouraging her to join him. "Come, sweetheart." He whispered softly in her mind.
At first, Meila walked eagerly to the edge of the lake, but before placing a feet in the water, she remembered that she was still dressed. Hesitantly, she grabbed the fabric of her shirt and small shame unconsciously made her raise her shield in her mind. Turning around to remove her shirt, she covered her breast with her arms as soon as the fabric fell to the ground. Tat was it, she only had her panties on now. Swallowing heavily, she hid her breast under one arm and used to other to remove the last garment and kicked it with her toes. She was now completely naked for the first time for the eyes of the man she loved. She should be feeling confident, but she found herself to be slightly ashamed of her appearance. It was nothing compared to the anxiety and the discomfort she felt the other times, no, just the normal shyness of a woman exposing herself to her man for the first time. Standing at the edge of the lake with her back facing the Jedi, she fought to find the courage to face him.
Of course, Obi-Wan felt it, both from her body language and from the bond. When his mind hit her shields, he had a small doubt of what was going on in her head. His experience in the area may be lacking, but he was no fool to a woman's feeling towards her body. Slowly, she reached for her through their bond and pushed slightly against her walls. "Please, sweetheart, you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed about." He reassured, his own desire rising sky high just at the sight she was offering him right now.
He was right, she had nothing to hide to him. Building up a new confidence, she slowly turned around to face him, releasing her arms on her torso to expose her breast to his view. Now that she was completely exposed to him, Obi-Wan felt a rush of desire crawl up his spine like he never felt before. His eyes darkened even more and the beautiful sight in front of him forced a shaking breath out of his lungs. He had dreamed of this, so many times, seeing his sweetheart naked, exposed to his eyes only. Raising his hand again, he offered her a smile that both expressed his love and desire for her. "I used to believe in no deity, by you're making me doubt my judgment, m'lady... Please, join me..."
Nodding, She placed a foot in the water, only to jerk it back on the sand. "It's cold, Obi!" She yelped, looking at the Jedi with wide eyes.
The Jedi chuckled at her reaction. "You'll get used to it, I promise!" He laughed, finding the water temperature to be rather comfortable.
Under his words, she forced herself to slide, inch by inch in the water, shivering as the cold waves hit her naked skin. "Brr... it must be your Jedi powers that allow you to find this 'comfortable'..." She said and she continued to walked deeper in the water.
The Jedi swam closer to her and offered her his arm. "Don't worry, I'll keep you warm." He promised.
As soon as she was close enough, he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her close to him, pressing her back on his chest. The contact of his hot skin did keep her warm, added to the heat crawling up her entire body as she felt his desire pressing against her, making him moan softly at the touch. Closely hugging her, Obi-Wan brought her la little deeper, chuckling when she shivered violently to the contact of the cold water. When she finally seemed comfortable, he gently pushed away the hair covering her neck and started kissing it, softly at first, then more passionately leaving small bites then and there. For the first time, Meila shivered, but not because of the water. She sighed as Obi-Wan explored her neck with his lips and she dropped her hands on his strong thighs, letting herself be handled. At one point, his hands resting on her hips slid up and went to cover her bare breast. The contact made his breath hitch and he moaned against her neck. It had been such a long time since the last time he was allowed that privilege.
She was panting against him as desires started to take over her senses and at one point she turned around to face him, once again capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. She even surprised herself with a newfound boldness when she lowered her hands to caress his erection, making him groan against her lips.
"The bond..." He moaned, "Open it..."
She was so caught up in her desire and her caress that she didn't quite catch up. "Hmm, what?" She panted, looking at him with dark eyes.
"The bond, open it completely..." He gasped as one of her hand twisted just the right way on him.
Following his instructions, she allowed herself to open every single door she could find deep within her mind, allowing the Jedi to gently invade her side of the bond. Suddenly, she was overwhelmed by his thoughts, his sensations, his desires. But most importantly, she was bale to sense how much he desired her, how much he loved her and how much he meant absolutely no harm to her. It was reassuring beyond what she could possibly imagine and she never felt safer in the arms of a man.
Obi-Wan was almost out of his mind. To have his sweetheart in this matter in his arms, it was one of the most beautiful gift the Force could give him. As his hands continued to explore her body, he searched around for a place where they could be slightly more comfortable than just standing on sand. Looking around, he spotted a place, just beside the waterfall, where the rocks sat just below the water lever. Sticking to this idea, he slowly dragged Meila there until he found a rock suitable enough for him to sit on. As soon as he was comfortable, he brought Meila on his lap and continued to caress and kiss her. Everything was perfect. He didn't sense any hesitation or anxiety coming from his sweetheart and his desire was building to a dangerous level. For once, he was grateful for his legendary control.
There was just a small detail bothering him. Even though he had raised his shields on Anakin's side, the boy stubbornly seemed to try and stay present in his former Master's mind. Anakin had always been a loud boy and his constant presence in Obi-Wan mind was understandable, even if the man had his shields up at maximum. If Obi-Wan needed privacy, he usually just asked for it. Anakin would then make sure to concentrate enough to keep himself completely from his Master's mind. Maybe that would do the trick?
"Anakin..." He called, reaching for the younger Jedi and trying to sound as normal as possible even though his heart and soul were pouring with desires and lust.
The response was almost instant. "Master?"
"I need absolute privacy right now, please?"
"No problem." The younger man responded as his presence slowly faded completely in Obi-Wan's mind. The older Jedi was glad the curious man didn't ask questions this time.
It was Meila's voice whispering in his mind that brought him back to the reality. "How do we..." She asked, not really sure of what to do next.
Obi-Wan recalled how she reacted the last times they tried to make love. He knew that the scar of the facility wasn't quite healed completely and he refused to do anything that could bring her back to that state of mind. For their first time, he thought it would be better to let her handle the control. "Go to your pace, sweetheart. I'm all yours tonight. Do whatever you want with my body, I'll be very pleased to tag along, I promise..." He responded back in her mind.
His words seemed to trigger something in her as she tightened her embrace on him. "Hmm, yes Obi... I need you..." She moaned aloud, slowly rubbing herself against his hard member, making him groan and shiver.
And she did went at her pace. She explored him a little more with her mouth and hands before taking the final step. After giving him a lovely smile, she captured his lips one last time before finally lowering herself on him, gently taking him inch by inch. Obi-Wan couldn't help but let out a loud moan as years of denial suddenly hit him with all their power, having to concentrate not to come right there. She was so soft, so warm and so incredibly wet, he felt like he could explode at any moment. As Meila began to move, he found himself with the urge of stopping her, or their first time would end very, very quickly.
As she felt his hand apply pressure on her hips to stop the movement, she shot him a concerned look. "Is everything alright?" She panted, resisting the urge to push his hands away and continue to move on him.
He hid his face in her neck and bit at the soft skin as a long wave of pleasure ran through his body and threatened to make him come. He had almost forgotten the exquisite feeling of being inside a woman, with time he had gotten used to the idea of never getting the chance to make love. And now, buried deep inside the woman he loved, it was overwhelming. "Of course, sweetheart..." He started, his voice strained by the amount of pleasure he was feeling right now, "Just give me a second or two..."
Searching through the bond, Meila could feel the urge her lover was feeling and thus she made an effort to stay still to give him the chance to catch his breath. After several seconds, his rough breathing calmed a little and as soon as he felt strong enough to continue, he gave her a gentle nod to resume their movements. As Meila started to move up and down slowly against him, his hand rose from the water and came to cradle her face, his lips placing a soft kiss on hers as their forehead touched in a sweet intimacy. Their breaths met in faint gasps as they looked deeply in each other's eyes, the bond filling itself with love, trust, lust, desire as their pleasure and soul became one.
Meila could not describe what she was feeling right now. She never, ever felt like this in the hands of a man. So, this was why everyone was fussing about sex. She never thought it could be so… amazing. Each trust of hip she gave made her want more, more friction, more contact. At one point, Obi-Wan plunged one of his hand in the water and she cried out when his thumb caressed her in just the right spot. Her breath quickly transformed into wild pants and Obi-Wan assault on her body became quicker and stronger. She felt like she was going to fly into oblivion, or better fall of the edge.
Obi-Wan could say he was no better. Her hips were pumping harder and faster, making them both gasp and moan. Obi-Wan knew he could not last long like this, and Meila was staying over the edge, her body not quite getting where it should be at this point. Taking a deep breath, he reached for his sweetheart through their opened bond, his breath to quick and his lips too occupied to pronounce words. "Let it go, sweetheart. Don't hold back, let yourself go..."
Meila didn't quite know what he meant by 'letting it go', but following her instincts, she relaxed the muscles in her lower belly and close her eyes after a deep breath.
And literally exploded with pleasure.
Obi-Wan groaned as Meila's nails cut the skin in his back with the intensity of her orgasm. Both her cries and the spasms of her body were definitely sending him over the edge. As she continually cried out against him, he raised his hands to her back and kept her close, gently placing sweet kisses down her jaw and her neck as his own orgasm started to kick in. "Oh, sweetheart... Feels so good..." He moaned down the bond, his control starting to slip.
Meila could only think again as soon as she came down from her high. Panting wildly from the impact of her first ever orgasm, she hid her face in the crook of his neck. It was absolutely amazing. And to share this new experience with the man she loved more than anyone, how could she ever hope for more? "Ohh... Obi..." She whispered in his hear as his body tensed.
Seconds later, Obi-Wan gasped and let out a strangled moan as he came hard. As his body spasmed from the intensity, he held on Meila for dear life, muffling his moans while kissing her breast. Meila laughed softly as his beard tickled the sensitive skin there. And finally, slowly, they both came to a halt, panting again each other from the amazing feelings they just had.
They stayed silent for several minutes, just hugging the other while the breaths slowed down. Meila rested her head on the Jedi's shoulder while Obi-Wan hand raised from the water to gently play in her hair. "I love you, sweetheart. I love you so much..." He whispered, his throat tightening slightly under the emotion.
Instantly, the bond filled with love and Meila could not help the tears in her eyes. Lifting her head from his shoulder, she smiled at him and kissed him. "I love you to, Obi. More than you could possibly imagine. Thank you..." She responded back in the bond as sobs took control of her. "Thank you for liberating me from my own prison."
Obi-Wan chuckled as a single tear rolled down his eye. "And thank you for helping me learn to never give up hope. You saved me, sweetheart."
Meila smiled back and kissed the tear rolling down on his cheek. "My Obi... my beautiful Obi..."
When they got back to Obi-Wan's quarters, they went straight to the Jedi's bedroom. They were both exhausted from their middle night activities and the soft mattress was practically calling their names. But as they changes into night clothes, Obi-Wan's comlink went off, making thew both freeze. Taking the small device into his hand, the Jedi looked over at his sweetheart and offered her a reassuring smile. "Go ahead in bed, I'll join you shortly." He declared, walking outside the room to answer the call.
Meila nodded and stood in place as the Jedi left the room. This is was they were expecting. Life was slowly coming back to it's original flow. And she was okay with that, truly. Sighing, she discarded her clothes and went to hunt for her nightgown.
Once in the small walking closet, she caught her reflection in a small mirror placed at the very back beside Obi-Wan's many Jedi robes. She was just standing there, half naked, staring at herself. And yet, the woman she was looking at was slightly more different than the one she knew a couple of days ago. Looking down at her scars, the one she used to hate beyond reasons, she recalled how Obi-Wan's hands touched them, how his lips kissed them, how his eyes loved them. Swallowing a lump in her throat, she passed her hands on her skin, on her breast, on her arms, every single nerve of her body remembering the gentle touch of her lover. Looking at herself, she smiled.
For once in Force knew how many years, she loved was she saw.
Quickly sitting on the living room's couch, Obi-Wan activated the comlink. "Kenobi here?"
"Master Kenobi! It is great to see you after all these months old friend."
Ki-Adi Mundi. Obi-Wan smiled as his former Council colleague's hologram appeared in front of him. "Master Mundi, it is great to see you, too. How can I be of assistance tonight?" He asked, having a theory for the reason of the call. Duty was obviously calling back.
The other Jedi Master smiled and went on. "I will not disturb you more than necessary, dear friend. I was simply tasked to inform you that you have been request to meet the Council by tomorrow at noon. Can I count on you to be there?"
Obi-Wan nodded, his theory being confirmed. Being requested by the Council meant a new mission, new challenges. He was ready to go back to his Jedi business. "Count on me, indeed. Kenobi out." He replied before shutting the device down.
Sighing, he lifted himself from the couch and started walking back to his bedroom. When he passed by the kitchen, he could hear his former apprentice's snoring coming from the other end of the hallway. Other than that, Obi-Wan could not hear any other sound, even the Force seemed too calm that night. It was pleasant.
When he came back in his bedroom, Meila had already slipped into her nightgown and gone to bed, but when she heard the sound of his footstep, both her eyes and the bond filled with worry. Instantly, the Jedi made sure to send her calming waves, because she had nothing to worry about. At least, he didn't want her to worry about anything for tonight. Who knew where he would be sent to tomorrow? For how long? If this was their last night together for some time, he was planning on enjoying it. So he quickly jumped into his sleep pants and went to join her in bed, pulling her on his chest for some late night cuddles.
"You were called on duty, right?"
Obi-Wan took a deep breath and looked down at his sweetheart. "Possibly. Don't think about it and go to sleep."
For once, she didn't argue with him. "'night." She mumbled before practically passing out on his chest. Obi-Wan wasn't far to follow, falling in slumber much quicker than he expected.
Anakin was calmly drinking his morning coffee when he heard steps behind him. A quick check into the bond confirmed that Obi-Wan had just waken up. Smiling, he placed his mostly empty cup back on the counter and turned around on his chair to meet the man. "Morning, Master." He greeted, nodding his head. He knew that to respect his lover's sleep, the conversation was better through their own bond.
Obi-Wan rubbed his eyes and smiled at his former apprentice. "Good morning, Anakin."
Anakin tipped his head on the side while looking at Obi-Wan. The tone his former Master used to communicate was too... well... happy, for Obi-Wan? What could have possibly happened for his Master to be so cheeky this morning? The younger Jedi did have his suspicions on what could have happened last night, Obi-Wan did asked him for absolute privacy, which he rarely did...
Anakin kept himself quiet as Obi-Wan walked to the kitchen and poured himself his more than usual cup of tea. And as the older Jedi took his first sip, Anakin had an idea. "So, how was the sex last night?" He asked in the most casual tone he could produce.
At first, Obi-Wan turned around and looked at him with wide eyes before literally spitting his tea all over the counter. "Anakin! I thought I asked you for privacy!"
Stumped, Anakin's jaw dropped followed closely by a really wide smile as he jumped down from his chair. "So you did have sex last night! I knew it! Was it good? Tell me every crunchy detail!" He exclaimed with an enthusiasm almost too big for his own good.
Obi-Wan, on the other, thought otherwise and gave Anakin the most insulted face he could produce. "I will most certainly not!" He spitted back with his pointed Coruscanti accent, grabbing a towel and angrily whipping up his tea mess.
Anakin made a disappointed whine. "Aww, come on, Master! Do you know what this means?! And I thought you were completely asexual not 24 hours ago! Oh Force, this is amazing Obi-Wan!" The younger Jedi replied, a huge smile still plastered on his face while he sat back on his chair.
If Obi-Wan had drank another sip of tea, he would have made another mess. "Excuse me?! Asexual? Where the kriff does that come from?!" He asked, mildly insulted but at the same time glad that his sexual life had been discreet enough to run under Anakin's nose.
Anakin raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, Master, but until Order 74 came up, you always went all 'attachment are dangerous blah blah blah Jedi Code' and stuff. Not only that, about a gazillion women all over the galaxy would give everything to have a chance to jump you and you always pushed them off so easily. I never doubted you could have some.. well.. you know..." He said, playing around with his cup as he tried to explain his point.
Obi-Wan took an exasperated breath and shook his head. "I guess you do have a point, very young apprentice of mine, I can't deny my previous aversion to any kind of attachments before Order 74. But know this: your Master had a very pleasurable sexual life and it was, is and will remain none of your business, my young Padawan." He declared, making his point final and his tone obviously closing the conversation on the subject.
Anakin sighed and looked at the ground. "Anyway, I'm happy for you."
Obi-Wan raised his cup in the air before taking a sip. "Thank you. i'm supposed to meat the Council by noon, will I see you there?"
His former apprentice frowned. "Nope. They're sending me to look over a festival of some kind a couple of kilometers from here..." He said on an exasperated tone.
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow. "You seem rather annoyed about it, am I wrong?"
Anakin sighed heavily, jumped from his chair and walked to the closest window, crossing his arms on his chest. "I told you many time before, Master. Babysitting is a job for local security, not Jedi. They're wasting my time and my energy, how do you expect me to react? To just accept the job and walk away with a smile on my face?" He explained, annoyance rumbling in his every muscles. Force, beside the Facility, he didn't get much action lately and he almost missed the adrenaline from the War.
"Precisely!" Obi-Wan replied, "Anakin, you know a Jedi does not seek adventure. If the Council feels like you should be present at this festival, it's because they have some perfectly explainable reasons to do so. Who knows, maybe the festival is targeted by terrorism activity..." He told him, recalling the time he ran right into a terrorist's bomb himself in the middle of Coruscant several years before.
But of course, Anakin wouldn't take that as an answer. "I know, I know! But something's not right! We've been sent on protection duty many times before, Master, and the Council would always mention why the protection was needed in the first place. Padme needed protection because someone was targeting her, Kamino needed protection because of incoming separatists attacks. But this time they just... sent me to protect without explaining why. It rubs me the wrong way."
Obi-Wan sighed and went to stand behind his former Padawan. "I understand your frustration, Anakin. But if the Council sent you on that mission, they must have a reason why. I suggest you go through with it and if nothing happens, you'll be able to consult with them afterwards." He proposed, knowing Anakin absolutely hated to just stand and watch.
The younger Jedi smiled and turned around to face his former Master. "I guess you,re right, as always..."
Several hours later, Obi-Wan was standing in front of the Council waiting to know what they called him for. For some reasons he couldn't explain, the Council members seemed awfully quiet. Even Master Windu seemed to hesitate before speaking. Taking a deep breath, Obi-Wan took a step forward. "You needed my assistance Masters?"
It was Master Plo who spoke first. "Yes indeed." He replied in his deep, muffled voice. "We need you to fetch a youngling and bring him to the Temple to start his training."
Obi-Wan stayed silent for a second. That was it? They seemed hesitant because of this? But fetching younglings across the galaxy was a very common mission amongst Jedi, Obi-Wan had already done it twice. Sure, it was never an easy task, taking an infant from its parents could prove to be more complicated than it sounded, but not at the point to silence the Council like this. What was going on? "No problem, Masters. Just give me the location and I'll be on my way shortly." He said, keeping his tone as casual as possible.
"Wait. More, there is." Master Yoda said, lifting on of his paws to stop Obi-Wan in his track.
More? How could there be more? "With all due respect, Master, what do you mean?" Obi-Wan asked, starting to get suspicious.
It was Master Windu who spoke first. "The youngling we want you to fetch goes by the name of Luke Skywalker."
Obi-Wan froze and his jaw dropped. "You want me to fetch Anakin's son?"
Master Windu's expression became more serious than ever. "Yes."
Suddenly Obi-Wan understood. That why they sent Anakin away on some stupid, meaningless mission! They wanted him away while they took his son from its mother. Even though the decision seemed logical, Obi-Wan couldn't really cope with it. "Does Anakin know?" He asked in a tone a little more dry than he intended.
Ki-Adi replied. "For now, no, he doesn't. We'll personally inform him once he comes back."
Anger rose in Obi-Wan's heart, How could they possibly ask this of him?! "Why was I chosen for this?! You know Anakin and miss Senator Amidala are very close to me!"
"Exactly." Master Windu replied. "They know you very well and we know that Senator Amidala will feel better if Luke leaves in your hands."
Obi-Wan took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger boiling in his veins. He didn't agree with them. He was going to take her son, for Force sake! She would hate him beyond reason, and so was Anakin! But suddenly, he had an idea. "I will do it, Masters, under one condition."
the Council seemed surprised of his words. "What condition?" Master Plo asked.
"Once the time comes, I shall take Luke as my Padawan learner." Obi-Wan declared firmly, leaving no trace for negotiations.
AN: Ok Ok before anyone jumos at my face, I know that Leia is Force sensitive too. But for the sake of the story, I won't have her become a Jedi, since I have other plans for her. So please, don't send me hate messages for it, thank you :)
I'll see you all in the next chapter, lots of kisses xoxoxoxoxox