Obi-Wan could do nothing but stare as Anakin turned to face his abuser. Both he and Ahsoka were currently useless, while being cuffed to chairs wasn't exactly hard to overcome for Jedi, he was reluctant to do anything that might make Falik mad, especially when he had such a firm hold on Anakin and still had that blaster in his hand. He had already tried using the Force to knock the other man out, but it hadn't worked. Obi-Wan was certain Falik was force sensitive, his mind too carefully guarded for someone who wasn't, and the second Obi-Wan's mind came across the other mans, the blaster had raised to Anakin's temple once more, forcing Obi-Wan to give up.
"Hello, Slave." Falik's voice broke across the room, and Obi-Wan hated the shudder that went through Anakin's body, hated the feeling of pure fear that shot through their bond. "You've been very disobedient, haven't you?" Anakin began to panic, gaze shooting to Obi-Wan's and then back to Falik's as he began to struggle against the man's hold.
"Let me go." he whispered hoarsely, anger and fear clear in his words. When he felt a sharp pain in his arm, he looked down at the source, and saw that Falik had stuck him with a syringe, although he had yet to hit the plunger that would dispense the drug.
"Are we ready to behave?" Falik asked, voice cold. When Anakin stilled and then nodded, Falik frowned at him. "I asked you if you were ready to behave, Slave."
"Yes, Master." Obi-Wan froze at the sound of those words leaving Anakin's mouth, at the lifeless way he spoke, and the way his eyes had dulled.
Falik smiled broadly at them all. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?"
"Leave him alone!" Ahsoka's shout had Falik look sharply in her direction.
"But he's so much fun to play with!" Falik protested. "Even now, I can feel his rage, just waiting to come out. I've never had a Slave who stood a chance at killing me, and I must admit, it makes things much more interesting." Falik said with a conspiratorial wink.
"You're disgusting." She spat at him, eyes blazing.
He gave her a gentle tsking. "No girl. What's disgusting is what your master" he sneered the word, "let me do to him. No, what he begged me to do to him." He put his lips to Anakin's ear. "Isn't that right, Slave?" Anakin's chest was heaving, eyes darting around the room as if trying to escape. "You begged me to fuck you like the cheap whore that you are. Say that you begged me!" he demanded.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Ahsoka screamed.
"I begged you." came Anakin's quiet reply.
"Have you already forgotten your manners?" Falik hissed, yanking Anakin's head back with a sharp pull.
"DON"T TOUCH HIM!" Ahsoka screamed in outrage, fighting wildly against her bonds.
"I begged you, Master." he amended.
"And you will again." came the silky reply, and without warning he pressed the plunger, unloading the full contents of the drug into Anakin's system. Obi-Wan let out a yell and yanked at the cuffs that ensnared his wrists and kept him attached to his chair, but Falik once again had the blaster pressed to Anakin's temple, eyes daring Obi-Wan to keep trying to get free.
"YOU SICK BASTARD!" Ahsoka shouted from her spot, her wrists bleeding from her struggles. "LET HIM GO! LET HIM GO OR I"LL KILL YOU MYSELF!" she screamed in fury.
"Obi-Wan." The sound of Anakin's already slurred words brought the Jedi Master's head snapping around. "Knock her out."
That brought Ahsoka's gaze around as she gaped at him. "What? No!" She began to pull at her restraints again.
Obi-Wan. This time Anakin's voice was speaking through their bond. She can't see me like this. Please. Don't let her see me like this. Already the drug had Anakin's eyes hooded, a fine sheen covering his body as he trembled. Obi-Wan watched as his former Padawan struggled not to thrust his hips, erection already pressing against his trousers. Please. Don't let her see this.
Ahsoka. Obi-Wan called her through the force. I will not let anything happen to him. But you must trust me now. Ahsoka stared at him, tears in her eyes, and even though her anger remained, she must have understood what the other Jedi wanted and why, because she took a shaky breath and lowered her shields. With a touch of Obi-Wan's mind, she was unconscious.
For a second Anakin looked relieved, but then he was letting out a moan, hips thrusting against his will, desperate for release. Still sitting behind him, Falik let out an amused chuckle as Anakin writhed in painful lust. "Always so eager." He murmured.
Anakin knew he was running out of time, the drug had already made it hard to think straight, and he knew he would soon be unaware of his surroundings. Falik was behind him, not bothering to hide his amusement at Anakin's suffering, but he had lowered the blaster, and if he planned it right, Anakin was almost positive he could get to it. Then again, with the drug racing through his system, he could very well end up getting himself shot.
The thought had him looking up at Obi-Wan, he could see actual fear in his Master's gaze when their eyes met. "Everything, Obi-Wan. Everything." he managed to get out.
Obi-Wan gave him a trembling smile at the words. "Everything, Anakin." He repeated.
With those words, their own declaration of love, Anakin let out another moan and this time allowed himself to arch into the arms behind himself. He turned his head to the side and began to lick and nibble whatever his mouth could reach, forcing himself to continue even when Falik let out a pleasure filled chuckle.
Falik meet Obi-Wan's gaze and smiled contently. "They always return to what they love, don't they?" He said, reaching around to cup Anakin's arousal, grinning when Anakin let out a moan and thrust himself further into the touch.
Anakin tried to fight off the effects of the drug, knowing that he didn't have much time before he would become incapacitated from the lust and oblivious to his surroundings. He panted with the effort to stay focused, although it had been a long time since he had had such a large dose of golis, and his body was reacting quickly, he felt shame fill him as his arousal pressed against his trousers and the involuntary moan that left his lips when Falik groped him. Still, he knew that as long as Falik was focused on him, he wouldn't be paying enough attention to where he set his blaster. So when the next moan came to his lips, he let it leave and then turned in the slavers arms, letting their lips lock while he let one hand slide down to cup Falik. He knew his chance had come when the slaver let out a hiss and let his head drop back in pleasure. With a surge of motion, Anakin rolled to the side while simultaneously grabbing the blaster, quickly raising it so that it was aimed at Falik's head.
Falik looked up at him in shock, dark eyes blazing with anger as he stared back at Anakin. "Put the blaster down!" He snarled.
"Fuck you!" Anakin snapped, feeling his finger tighten on the trigger. It would be so easy, so easy to just end this now. Just a simple pull of the trigger and his tormentor would be dead.
"Anakin." Obi-Wan's voice was behind him, letting him know that the Jedi Master had gotten out of the cuffs with ease. "Anakin, give me the blaster."
"I have to kill him." Anakin heard himself whisper, voice detached.
"You do not have to do this, dear one." Obi-Wan said, slowly covering Anakin's hand with his own.
Anakin's hand shook as he wavered. "I won't be safe until he's dead."
"Please, Anakin. Don't do this."
"He needs to die."
"I agree, but you don't have to be the executioner." Obi-Wan said softly, and something in his voice must have convinced Anakin, because suddenly he was pressing the blaster into Obi-Wan's hands, giving up the chance to murder his abuser.
Obi-Wan let out the breath he was holding as Anakin released his hold on the blaster. The younger Jedi didn't know it yet, but revenge would only add to his pain, not relieve it.
Falik's dark eyes followed Anakin as he stepped back. "You are so weak." He sneered at the younger man.
Obi-Wan set the blaster to stun, and then shot the man in the chest. Once certain he would be unconscious for a while, Obi-Wan turned to Anakin and pulled him close, simply holding him as he began to cry.
To be continued...