Chapter number two...yay.
Diclaimer: I do not own The characters of star wars, I do not own Obi Wan Kenobi (I wish I did)
any way, enjoy
*****
You hate the arrogant bugger.
Hate leads to anger, anger leads to the darkside...but you dont really give a crap.
How could he do that, you were sharing a moment, a moment that you knew you remember for the rest of your life, and he just got up and walked away.
You know what that means...War.
You have a plan to get him back, and the scruffy looking nerf hearder deserves every thing that is coming to him.
And it is all to take place in jedi history.
He grins at you again as you walk through the door. You take your seat at the back of the room. Uhhh, you cant wait to get this show on the road.
Your teacher strolls in and Obi Wan leaves the spot where he was talking with his friends and moves to his seat. This is going to be fun.
"I shall collect your papers now..." Your teacher begins and moves around the room, collecting the papers from your fellow padawans. Just before he moves to Obi Wan's desk, you reach out with the force, forming a soft, warm brease to move across his face, almost like some one was breathing on him softly, Then the brease turning into a pair of force made lips. Just as he is just about to hand over his assignment, the lips press onto his, capturing them in a soft yet passionate kiss. Obi Wan moaned in pleasure, his eyes snapping shut. when the lips disappeared, he looked at the shocked teacher.
"Surely, Padawan Kenobi, the assignment was not that good" your teacher grinned, and you take pleasure in the shade of red that Obi Wan has turned, that would teach him, but of course, you were not finished yet.
"Sorry Master" he says softly, sinking down into his chair, trying to hide his shame. Then, it hits him, he realises what has happened. You sense his actions seconds before he acts them. You turn away and begin talking to some one beside you just as he turns to look at you.
The class begins as normal, but you are not listening, hell, no one is listening, No body ever listens...so now is time for the next part of your plan.
Using the force, you form a set of hands and begin to softly rub his shoulders, massaging the knots out of the muscles. You grin when Obi Wan's breath increases. He turns to you, but you look down at the data pad in front of you, reading and taking notes. He turns back to the front of the room and you begin to move the force hands down his back.
You find a point in his spine and apply pressure to it, and he groans loudly. Your teacher turns to him, and he turns bright red again. You pull the hand away, laughing silently at the effect you are having on him.
The force hand snakes down under the top of his shirt and over the hard muscle of his pecs. His breathing has increased and his heart beat it gaining speed, you can hear his heartbeat coursing through you own body.
The force hand flicks his nipple before working its way down his body, leaving feathery light touches.across every inch of skin. You grin to yourself when the hand reaches his tight, hard abdominal muscels, running lightly over them, and then dipping into his navel.
You anticipate that he is going to turn to you again, but this time you dont look away. Your gaze mets his and you smile as innocently as you possibly can.
//payback is a bitch, huh Kenobi//
//Go to hell Wench//
While communicating with im mentally, the force hand continues its treck over his firey skin. You can almost feel the soft hairs trailing down into his pants.
//What, you want me to stop?// You ask innocently
//Yes// he replies.
After one last caress of his skin, you pull the force hands away abruptly. You smile as Obi-Wan groans out loud at the sudden absence.
"Padawan Kenobi...are you feeling ok? I will not tolerate any more interuptions from you" Your teacher asked, a few of the padawans laughed at obi wan. He glares at you...if looks could kill you would be so dead.
*****
TBC.....
Diclaimer: I do not own The characters of star wars, I do not own Obi Wan Kenobi (I wish I did)
any way, enjoy
*****
You hate the arrogant bugger.
Hate leads to anger, anger leads to the darkside...but you dont really give a crap.
How could he do that, you were sharing a moment, a moment that you knew you remember for the rest of your life, and he just got up and walked away.
You know what that means...War.
You have a plan to get him back, and the scruffy looking nerf hearder deserves every thing that is coming to him.
And it is all to take place in jedi history.
He grins at you again as you walk through the door. You take your seat at the back of the room. Uhhh, you cant wait to get this show on the road.
Your teacher strolls in and Obi Wan leaves the spot where he was talking with his friends and moves to his seat. This is going to be fun.
"I shall collect your papers now..." Your teacher begins and moves around the room, collecting the papers from your fellow padawans. Just before he moves to Obi Wan's desk, you reach out with the force, forming a soft, warm brease to move across his face, almost like some one was breathing on him softly, Then the brease turning into a pair of force made lips. Just as he is just about to hand over his assignment, the lips press onto his, capturing them in a soft yet passionate kiss. Obi Wan moaned in pleasure, his eyes snapping shut. when the lips disappeared, he looked at the shocked teacher.
"Surely, Padawan Kenobi, the assignment was not that good" your teacher grinned, and you take pleasure in the shade of red that Obi Wan has turned, that would teach him, but of course, you were not finished yet.
"Sorry Master" he says softly, sinking down into his chair, trying to hide his shame. Then, it hits him, he realises what has happened. You sense his actions seconds before he acts them. You turn away and begin talking to some one beside you just as he turns to look at you.
The class begins as normal, but you are not listening, hell, no one is listening, No body ever listens...so now is time for the next part of your plan.
Using the force, you form a set of hands and begin to softly rub his shoulders, massaging the knots out of the muscles. You grin when Obi Wan's breath increases. He turns to you, but you look down at the data pad in front of you, reading and taking notes. He turns back to the front of the room and you begin to move the force hands down his back.
You find a point in his spine and apply pressure to it, and he groans loudly. Your teacher turns to him, and he turns bright red again. You pull the hand away, laughing silently at the effect you are having on him.
The force hand snakes down under the top of his shirt and over the hard muscle of his pecs. His breathing has increased and his heart beat it gaining speed, you can hear his heartbeat coursing through you own body.
The force hand flicks his nipple before working its way down his body, leaving feathery light touches.across every inch of skin. You grin to yourself when the hand reaches his tight, hard abdominal muscels, running lightly over them, and then dipping into his navel.
You anticipate that he is going to turn to you again, but this time you dont look away. Your gaze mets his and you smile as innocently as you possibly can.
//payback is a bitch, huh Kenobi//
//Go to hell Wench//
While communicating with im mentally, the force hand continues its treck over his firey skin. You can almost feel the soft hairs trailing down into his pants.
//What, you want me to stop?// You ask innocently
//Yes// he replies.
After one last caress of his skin, you pull the force hands away abruptly. You smile as Obi-Wan groans out loud at the sudden absence.
"Padawan Kenobi...are you feeling ok? I will not tolerate any more interuptions from you" Your teacher asked, a few of the padawans laughed at obi wan. He glares at you...if looks could kill you would be so dead.
*****
TBC.....