The young man turned on his heels and tried to run away, but one of his assailants threw himself at his legs, grabbing one of his ankles and knocking him down.
Anakin landed on his face, his lower lip breaking in the impact with the ground. He quickly turned on his back, kicking and striking out with his fists to keep the six thugs away.
"Don't damage him too much," Darnell sneered, towering above him, as Anakin cried when a blow made his nose bleed. "I want him responsive when I take him."
Anakin doubled his efforts to get free, but he was no match for those six miners, and even if he was able to inflict a lot of damage to them, in the end they managed to pin his legs and arms to the ground.
Darnell laughed maliciously, "Now we will see how good you are, whore…" He was about to unbuckle his belt when suddenly he was slammed against the nearest wall by an unknown force, as another figure appeared in the street.
"Let him go," Obi-Wan commanded, his tone low but full of dangerous promise.
"I don't think so, lover boy," Darnell snarled, massaging his jaw. "I will have him, and maybe you too."
"That's highly unlikely," Obi-Wan said calmly, igniting his lightsabre. The bluish glow lightened his resolute features, as Anakin felt his assailants utter a murmur of surprise-- and worry.
The only one who seemed not to be concerned was Darnell. "Are you a Jedi?"
"Yes, I am."
"Good. I have always wanted to fuck a Jedi." The miner turned to face his accomplices, "Stun him!" He ordered.
Four of the six thugs let go of Anakin to raise and use their blasters against Obi-Wan, who deflected the bolts with his lightsabre.
In the chaos that followed, Anakin managed to kick the two men still holding him down in their balls, making them double over in pain as he scrambled to his feet. For a moment he stood there he was, wanting to help Obi-Wan but not knowing how, until the Jedi master shouted, "Run Anakin, run! Go home! I will be fine. Go!"
Anakin hesitated a moment more, then turned around and ran away.
As soon as he was safely home, Anakin leant his back against the wall by the door, and closed his eyes, trying to calm his hurried breathing and running heart.
That had been a close call! What had possessed him to leave the house during a night like this one, when the sand storm had advised most of the cantinas' owners to keep their places closed and everybody stayed home? He had been an idiot and he had almost paid a very high price for his stupidity. If Obi-Wan had not arrived… Anakin refuse to continue the thought, as his mind filled with gratitude for the Jedi master. Gratitude and worry. What would happen if Obi-Wan was hit by a stunning beam?
Anakin was about to run in his room to fetch his blaster and go outside again when the door opened to admit Obi-Wan. He looked well, his breath slight hurried and his air ruffled.
"Are you all right?" He asked the younger man.
Anakin opened him mouth to answer but before he could do it, Obi-Wan crossed the room grabbed him by the shoulders and pressed him against his chest.
"Obi-Wan!" Anakin said, his voice muffled by the fabric of the Jedi's tunic, as frantic hands tasted and prodded his body in search of injuries. "Obi-Wan! What are you doing? I am fine!"
Anakin managed to raise his arms and to push against Obi-Wan's chest with just the right amount of strength necessary to make the Jedi loosen his embrace.
Their gazes met and Anakin noticed there were tears in Obi-Wan's eyes, as he looked at the dried blood splattered over the younger man's chin and shirt.
"You're hurt. I wasn't fast enough. It was all my fault if you left the house so late…" Obi-Wan murmured, turning his head away.
"What? Oh no, I won't let you take the blame for something I did. I was an idiot to leave with the dark. I should have known better than to do it. As for not being fast enough, man, you saved me from a certain rape! This is just a broken lip and a sore nose. It will pass in no time. Or maybe, you can kiss it better…" Anakin added in an afterthought, fully expecting a blush, a frown and nothing more.
So he was stunned when Obi-Wan tilted his head and did exactly that. He kissed first the tip of his nose, then his swollen lips, his touch soft and gentle. Then he pulled back and asked, "Is that better?"
"Much better," Anakin croaked out.
They looked at each other for a long while, then Anakin lowered his head and kissed Obi-Wan.
The lips beneath his own were moist, willing and opened quickly to admit his tongue, before shyly reciprocating his moves.
Anakin moaned and his arms rose to embrace the smaller man, as his lips left Obi-Wan's mouth to cover his face and neck with kisses and little nips.
Anakin was so lost in his passion and relishing in the taste of the man he had wanted for so long, that it took him a while to realize that Obi-Wan was not responding to his advances, and was actually trembling. Swallowing hard, Anakin loosened his embrace and stepped back, head lowered.
"I am sorry, Obi-Wan," he murmured, not looking at the older man. "I keep on pressing my needs over you. I will stop now and-"
He was silenced by two calloused fingers pressed against his lips. "Shh, young one. Everything is all right and I don't want you to stop."
Anakin's head whipped up. "You don't?"
"No," Obi-Wan smiled briefly before sobering again. "I love you Anakin. This evening, after you left, I meditated and asked the Force for guidance. It came to my help and made me realize that I am already attached to you as much as possible, and that making love will be the manifestation of the already existing, soul-deep, life-long commitment I have made to you in my heart. It made me realize that my past mistakes made me a better Jedi, and that I can continue to do my duty to the Order and the Force while loving you, for I will never let my feeling interfere in my job. It made me realize what happened when my master died wasn't as bad as I thought—and that I have been too hard with myself, something other Jedi had already said me, but I had refused to listen. So no, Anakin, my young one, I don't want you to stop. Instead I want you to teach me how to make love to you," Obi-Wan finished, a smile tugging at his lips.
"You mean you have never been with a man before?"
"Not exactly…" Obi-Wan blushed and understanding dawned in the younger man.
"You…you have never been with anyone," Anakin murmured, dazzled by the discovery and by Obi-Wan's declaration of undying devotion.
"Yes, that's it," Obi-Wan confirmed, his blush deepening.
"Oh, but this is wonderful," Anakin murmured, as he raised his hand to cup one of his companion's bearded cheeks. His stupor was already disappearing, replaced by a warm feeling of tenderness. "I-I am honoured to be your first, Obi-Wan."
"First and only, I dare to say," Obi-Wan smiled, and this time it reached his eyes, making him look younger.
Anakin lowered his hand and intertwined his fingers with Obi-Wan's. "I will always treasure the gift you are giving me. I am only sorry I cannot do the same for you. You cannot be my first as I am yours-- even if this is going to be a first time of sort for me too, for I have never made love before. Never." Anakin looked deeply at Obi-Wan, telling with his eyes everything he could not put in words. And Obi-Wan understood.
"I think it is time we both discover what it means to make love," the older man murmured, tugging at Anakin's hand and leading him toward the bedroom.
Once the door slid closed behind their backs, Obi-Wan let go of Anakin's hand and looked at the younger man, as if he waited for instructions.
Anakin felt his heart fill with tenderness as he understood the depth of the gift he was being given. It was not just the fact Obi-Wan was breaking the Jedi Code for him, that was nothing compared to the vulnerability he was showing. An adult man, almost forty, who knew nothing of sex. Anakin could have shattered his ego and his confidence with just a wrong word.
The young man smiled gently and reached out with his hand, taking Obi-Wan's and leading him to the bed.
"Sit down," he murmured and was obeyed at once. He smiled at the anxious eyes watching his every move and knelt on the floor to remove the Jedi's leather boots and socks. Then he scooted closer to Obi-Wan and made him bend his head, so that they could kiss, slowly but deeply.
They kissed for some time, for Anakin wanted to build Obi-Wan's confidence little by little, and was gratified when, after a while the older man grabbed him by the head to deepen their kisses, pushing his tongue in his mouth.
Anakin moaned and decided it was time to move on. He first shed his shirt, then unfastened Obi-Wan's tunic, sliding his hands beneath the beige fabric to touch the soft skin and hair there.
Anakin had done this hundred of times but this was the first time he took pleasure in exploring another man's flesh. He parted the tunic and pushed it down Obi-Wan's shoulders, baring his torso completely.
He fingered a nipple and smiled when Obi-Wan gasped and arched his back.
"Anakin…" the older man murmured throatily.
"Yes?"
"My trousers…they are getting uncomfortable…"
Anakin laughed softly at that admission and quickly moved to unfasten the beige leggings. "Raise your hips, so I can pull them down."
Obi-Wan did as asked and soon Anakin found himself staring at his hard member.
"I was right that first night, you're really a big boy," he said cheekily as Obi-Wan's face took the same purple colour of his manhood.
"I…"
"Shh," Anakin said quickly, realizing the other was going to apologize. "It's a good thing. I will feel you more."
"Oh. If you say so," Obi-Wan commented, his voice under control as his blush toned down.
Anakin shook his head with fondness, then returned to stare at the turgid member in front of his eyes. He wanted to touch and taste it, but a look at Obi-Wan's eyes and the precome already oozing from the tip, made him realize it was not the time. He would have to wait until Obi-Wan learned to have more control. So he just pressed against the base of the erection, stalling off the imminent release, and then stood, quickly kicking away his shoes and pants.
He climbed on the bed on his hands and knees and wriggled his bottom at Obi-Wan. He briefly thought of making a joke about the Jedi's lightsabre, but he discarded the idea. So he simply said, "Make love to me, Obi-Wan. I need you."
Obi-Wan swallowed hard and scooted behind him on his knees, his calloused hands caressing his buttocks gently, but with a hint of possessiveness that made Anakin's head reel.
"Come on, love," he murmured, looking at Obi-Wan from above his shoulder, "I am ready for you." And he was, his natural lubrication making him slick as never before.
Obi-Wan nodded, breathed deeply, and taking hold of himself slowly pushed inside Anakin.
Anakin's eyes rolled back at the slow insertion, so different from the brisk, careless way he had always been taken. He could feel every inch of the hard length filling him and it made him moan.
Obi-Wan stilled, as his hands ran up and down his sides. "Are you all right?" he whispered. "Am I hurting you?"
"No…it is just so good…so very good…"
"Oh…" Obi-Wan murmured and pushed in until he was completely inside. Anakin felt him rest heavily on his back, as the older man's hurried breath fanned the hair on his nape.
Anakin turned his head to look at his lover. Obi-Wan's face was flushed and sweaty, his hair in disarray, and his pupils were so wide his eyes looked almost black.
"How do you feel?" he whispered.
"I- I never thought it would feel like this…So tight…so hot…" was the breathy answer.
"It will become even better when you start moving."
"Moving?"
"Yes. Pull back almost all the way and then push in again…let your instinct guide you…" Anakin contracted his inner muscles to stimulate and spur his lover.
Obi-Wan moaned and his hands clutched at his hips almost painfully. "Anakin…" He retreated a little then pushed forward again, experimenting, and Anakin watched in delight as his mouth went slack with pleasure. Then Anakin lowered his head and braced with his arms, starting to rock back and forth in counterpoint to Obi-Wan's thrusts.
An unknown pleasure invaded Anakin. It did not just come by the steady friction of the turgid member stroking deeply inside him, it also came from the fact that this was Obi-Wan loving him, using his body to show him the depth of his feelings.
Anakin could feel that love…and a bright, soothing presence caressing his mind and pervading him with warmth.
Obi-Wan.
"Oh…oh…Obi-Wan…I can feel you…" he moaned.
"Here?" Obi-Wan panted, one of his hands leaving Anakin's hips to press flat against his heaving belly.
"No…" Anakin took the hand in his own and moved it higher, posing it over his sternum, near his hammering heart, "Here…and here…" he moved the hand to his temple.
"I…have…lowered my shields, Anakin…I can feel you too…do you like it?"
"Yes…yes…" Anakin panted, his eyes closed, "…such love…such closeness…I …" his last words were lost in a high scream as release hit him all at once, making him contract around Obi-Wan in a way what was pleasurable and painful at the same time.
Obi-Wan cried out as he thrust one last time and then tensed, filling Anakin's body and mind with his love.
Anakin's arms gave out, and the two lovers collapsed on the bed. Obi-Wan rolled on his side, and pulled the younger man closer, spooning behind him, chest to back, their legs intertwined.
Anakin took one of Obi-Wan's hands and brought it to his lips. "How do you feel?"
"I feel well…" came the breathy answer, very close to his ear. "Pleasantly tired…very happy…very loved. And you?" Obi-Wan squeezed Anakin's waist with his other arm.
"I feel exactly like you. I have never imagined what I found so sordid could turn to be like this. The feel of your mind in mine was-"
"Wizard?" Obi-Wan completed for him, kissing his nape.
"Awesome," Anakin laughed softly. "Will be always like this?"
"Well, I remember I once read it will get better with practice…" Obi-Wan joked.
Anakin swatted his arm. "That is not what I mean."
"I know." Obi-Wan sobered, "Yes, Anakin, it will be always like this. I will always share my mind with you. You are my beloved, and I wish to give you everything I am."
Anakin closed his eyes, basking in the warmth those words had stirred in him. "Will we be able to see each other often once we are on Coruscant?"
"I don't know yet Anakin, but I promise I will try to be with you as much as possible, even if we will have to keep our relationship secret—at least for the moment."
"For the moment?" Anakin's eyes opened and he turned around to face Obi-Wan.
"Since the war ended, there had been talks about changing certain rules of the Code, included the one about attachments, to encourage people to hand their children to the Temple."
"Why did you not tell me before?"
"Because," Obi-Wan kissed Anakin now swollen nose, "nothing has been decided yet. It could happen tomorrow or the next year or never. I didn't want to raise false hopes."
"Oh well, as long as you love me, I can adapt to anything."
"I love you Anakin, and always will," Obi-Wan said fiercely, with his voice and then with his mind, and Anakin closed his eyes relishing in the mental caress he already loved so much.
"As I love you," he murmured, leaning forward to kiss Obi-Wan.
The two men shared a long, deep kiss, as if they were sealing their vows to each other, then they settled down to sleep.
Dawn would arrive soon and with it the beginning of the first day of Anakin and Obi-Wan's new life.
THE END…well, for now.
I have already written a sequel titled "STRANGE DEVELOPMENTS". It is set on Coruscant, one year after the events of "THE STRANGER".
Anakin and Obi-Wan are happily together, but when the Council decides to change the Code and allow attachments, the lovers' life, instead of getting easier becomes more difficult…
The story involves MPREG (Boy! Surprises never cease, this was another genre I though I would never write!), but I can assure you the story isn't centred only on the event. I mean, you won't find detailed accounts of each and every check up, EGM etc. Bant and Garen Muln have big roles in it, and Dex makes an appearance along with Yoda and Mace.
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