AU: Pre clone war Obi-Wan is a Jedi Master, there is no Anakin, and Qui-Gon is dead
Rating: R for sexual content and mention of child molestation
Disclaimer: Naovi Redsun and Dal Bantalian are my creations. Everyone else belongs to George Lucas
Chapter 13
It had been a wonderful day. They'd gotten up and had breakfast on the balcony, gone to a museum of Java Cruz history, had a picnic lunch by the lake, seen a concert, then gone to the same restaurant they gone their first night on the planet for dinner and dancing. Unlike their first night Naovi had been much more relaxed. She had changed so much since she had allowed him to connect to her mind. Her discomfort at being touched seemed to have vanished. When they danced she leaned against him without trembling, when they walked down the street her hand had slipped into his. They were small things but for Naovi it was a huge step. Not only was she allowing him to touch her, she was touching him. It both thrilled and worried him. His feelings for Naovi were growing. Seeing what Bantalian had done to her had enraged him. He had wanted to kill the man. He wanted to cut off the man's entrails and shove them down his throat. He wanted to wipe away the past so Naovi would not have these memories. He wanted to protect her so that no one else would ever hurt her again. But at the same time his admiration had grown for his padawan. She was so strong. Not many younglings could have endured what she had. Not many Masters could either, if he was being honest. Yet she had. She had endured so much torture and abuse and she had done it alone. Not only had she endered it she had continued with her training. The more time he spent with her, the more he learned about her, the deeper in love he fell. Somehow he'd managed to keep his feelings hidden from his padawan but he didn't know for how much longer. Everytime she touched him his heart skipped a beat. They still had so far to go before the Sava Duez would be complete. He just had to keep his feelings under control. He was a Jedi Master, he'd been treained to keep his feelings in check and not be ruled by his emotions.
"It's so beautiful," Naovi said bringing him back to the moment. His back was against a tree and he sat on a blanket, his padawan's head in his lap. The black sky was full of stars and there was a full moon. The lake seemed lit up by the lights in the sky. It was beautiful.
"You never see stars like this on Coruscant. There's too many city lights. And it never gets this quiet either"
"I think that's why Qui Gonn brought me here to recuperate after a grueling mission"
"I imagine you never did what we've been doing," Naovi said with a chuckle.
"Well he did make me swim across the lake about twenty times. But other than that..." Naovi laughed. The sound warmed him all the way to his toes. Naovi sat up and kissed him softly. He slid his hand around to the back of her neck and deepened the kiss. His heart pounded as her lips parted to allow his tongue to explore the contours of her mouth. Her hand came up and rested on his shoulder as his arms slid around her and pulled her tightly against him. He could feel her own heart beating through the thin material of her dress. A need for air forced them apart. Naovi leaned against his chest and sighed.
"You are becoming bolder my padawan," Obi-Wan said thoughtfully twirling a strand of her hair around his finger. "I think we are ready for the next step." He felt a slight tremble go through her.
"What is this next step, Master?" Obi-Wan stood up and pulled her to her feet.
"Do you trust me?" he asked her.
"I trust you, Master," she said. Obi-Wan reached out and felt the certainty of her words. He pulled her close to him and held her for a moment.
"Say stop and I will," he whispered. She nodded. He reached up and slowly undid the first two buttons of her dress.
"What are you doing?" Naovi asked timidly.
"I have seen your mind," he said. "Now I need to see your body. A Master and padawan revealing thier bodies to each other is a very important part of the Sava Duez. Do you want to stop"
"No," she said shaking her head. " It's just..."
"Yes," he said.
"This isn't the first time you've seen me unclothed." Obi-Wan realized she was right. "You are thinking of the Imatari," he said.
"After all that Bantalian did to me, it seemed like such a small thing. The only thing that made it horrible was that it happened in front of you"
"You felt ashamed"
"Ashamed, dirty, damaged. My body is just a scarred as my mind"
"And just like your mental scars, I need to see the physical ones as well. Also you need to become used to me, to my body. I won't touch you if you don't want me to." Naovi took several deep breaths. Then she very slowly turned around.
"You may continue," she said so softly he barely heard her. He took a deep breath and continued to unbutton the back of her dress. Slowly her back was revealed. He sucked in his breath as he saw the scars from where Bantalian had whipped her.
"After the third time it hit me I couldn't distinguish the old pain from the new," she whispered. Obi-Wan continued unbuttoning her dress revealing her round buttocks. He gently reached up and slid the straps off her shoulders. The pale yellow silk with pink flowers fell from her shoulders and pooled at her feet. Slowly, Obi-Wan turned Naovi. Her eyes were closed and she was trembling. He stepped back so that he could take a real look at his padawan's body. She had a nice figure, trim and fit. Strong shoulders over top firm white breasts with soft pink nipples. There was a long scar along her left shoulder, and a scar on her breasts that looked like it may have been a bite mark. There were several scars over her flat strong stomach. Her long muscular legs seemed to be the only part of her that had been left untouched. Finally his eyes settled on the dark thatch of hair between her thighs. He looked only for a moment then raised his eyes to her face. Slowly, he placed a hand on either of her shoulders and kissed her forehead.
"You are beautiful," he said. Her eyes flew open and she stared at him, startled.
"I do not only speak of physical beauty, my dear padawan. Your strength, you determination, your courage, everything that you are makes you beautiful." She managed to give him a small hint of a smile. "Will you unclothe me now?" he asked her. She bit her lip and nodded slowly. Her hand shook as she reached out and undid the lacing of his light blue tunic. He quivered as her fingers brushed his skin as she slid his tunic from his shoulders. She swallowed hard as her hands went to the waistband of his pants. Painfully slowly, she pulled them down his legs. She gasped as she stared at him. It took Obi-Wan only a moment to realize why. His member was fully erect.
"Do not be frightened," he said quickly. "There are some reactions a man cannot help"
"I suppose looking at a naked woman can make a man react that way," Naovi said her voice shaking.
"It doesn't mean anything will happen. I know you are not ready for that yet." Naovi looked up and met his eyes.
"Master," she said her face turning red. "May I touch you?" Obi-Wan was shocked by her request. He could sense that she was terrified but underneath there was an urgent need to do this. He sensed his padawan was once again trying to overcome her fears.
"You may," he said. She raised a shaking hand and laid it against his chest. He sucked in his breath as she lightly ran her thumb over his nipple. She stepped closer and laid her other hand on his cheek. She lifted her face to him and captured his mouth. As she kissed him her hands traveled lower to caress his stomach. Obi-Wan was not sure he was going to survive this. His padawan's mouth and hands were making him feel things he knew a Jedi should never feel. He gasped as her lips moved from his mouth down to his neck. When her fingers closed around his member he was sure he was done for.
"Naovi," he stuttered as she began to stroke him. "You don't..."
"Please Master," she said into his ear. "Let me do this." Obi-Wan gripped her shoulders just to maintain his balance as her fingers stroked him faster. Obi-Wan knew his climax was coming, but he tried to hold back.
"It's all right, Master," she said. "I'm not afraid." His fingers pressed hard into her shoulders as his member spasmed and shot milky fluid onto his stomach and Naovi's hand.
"I'm sorry," Obi-Wan said once he'd caught his breath. "I didn't mean to press so hard"
"It's all right, Obi-Wan," she said her voice sounding odd.
"What is wrong?" he asked her. She didn't answer for a moment.
"I had to see if I could do it. He made me do it so many times, he never gave me a choice"
"Naovi..."
"He came to me last night in my dreams," she stated flatly. Obi-Wan was shocked.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"He used to do it all the time when I was his padawan. But after a year, I didn't understand why he would come back now. I didn't understand it until now"
"What do you mean"
"It's all about trust. For a padawan to reach her full strength she has to trust her master completely, physically, mentally, and spiritually. But trust is not a one way street. It is also important for a master to trust their padawan"
"Yes I agree," Obi-Wan said.
"I think that's why Bantalian was always invading my mind. He didn't trust me. He never beleived that I was keeping what he was doing to me a secret"
"You wanted to see if I could trust you with something so intimate, and so personal"
"Yes," Naovi said. "We have been so focused on my ability to trust you. We forgot that it is also important that you trust me"
"I do trust you my padawan. With every fiber of my being." Naovi smiled.
"I know, Master. Perhaps we should get cleaned up and get back to the inn." Obi-Wan nodded. They both took a quick swim in the lake and got dressed. They said very little as they walked hand in hand back to the inn.
More coming soon I promise! Things are going to start getting real steamy...You have been warned!