Obi-Wan kisses Padmé to avoid being seen by his ex. Modern day AU.

"Oh, damn it."

Padmé turned to look at her friend, curious at his strange behavior. He started poking his head around the corner, rubbing his forehead and muttering under his breath.

"Obi, what's wrong? Why are you so antsy all of a sudden?"

He looked at her with a frown. "I just realized that my ex girlfriend is heading in our direction."

"Satine?" Padmé furrowed her brow. She hadn't been a fan of the other woman while she and her best friend had dated, but she kept her thoughts to herself. After all, Obi-Wan was a grown man who could make his own choices. If he was happy, she could put her feelings aside.

Of course, when Satine had broken up with him, Padmé felt relieved because now she could openly dislike the woman and not feel bad about it. Something about her was always too...pretentious.

The majority of her irritation with Satine was that she took up a lot of Obi-Wan's free time. During the two years they were a couple, Padmé hadn't been able to come over and hang out, whether it would be to watch a movie together or share leftovers from the restaurant where she worked.

It wasn't fun, being pushed to the side while his girlfriend took center stage in his life. Padmé was very selfish when it came to him and she also happened to be a little bit in love with him. How could she not? He was kind, chivalrous, respectful of her boundaries, but not afraid to call her out whenever she was acting ridiculous.

The truth was Obi was Padmé's ideal man, but he probably didn't and wouldn't ever see her as anything more than a friend. The only way they'd be together was in her wildest fantasies - and she had plenty of those from the moment they met.

"Yes." Obi-Wan removed his glasses and rubbed his mustache, something he did whenever he was nervous.

Padmé poked her head around the corner and saw Satine. She sighed and faced her friend. "Look, I know she dumped you and you'd rather not see her again, but it's not a big deal. All you have to do is say hello, make chit chat and she'll leave. It'll be over before you know it."

"But I don't want to talk to Satine!" His words came out in a hiss. "She wasted two years of my life and I'd rather not have to speak to her ever again."

The hardness in his voice was unusual and curious because Padmé had no idea he'd taken the break-up so hard. He rarely got angry. Obi was such a laid-back kind of man and it took quite a lot to rise his ire.

I'm glad I'm not the recipient of his anger.

"You don't hear me disagreeing with you, but what are you going to do? If we walked away right now, she'd see and probably call after us."

Obi-Wan had a thoughtful look on his face as he deliberated what to do. Then his eyes met Padmé's and she was surprised by his resolute expression. She opened her mouth to ask what he was thinking, but he beat her to the punch by pulling her into his arms and kissing her.

At first, she squealed and raised her hands to push him back, but then she remembered this was something she'd been daydreaming for a long time and let her fingers grip his blazer. The hair on his mustache tickled Padmé's upper lip, but she liked it. His lips felt so soft on hers, like a rose petal brushing against her cheek.

She cocked her head and pursed her lips, returning the pressure with her own and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. Obi sucked her upper lip into his mouth and she gasped. He massaged her with tenderness and his hands came up to cradle her face, holding her with care.

Their bodies crushed together until there was barely any space between them. One of his legs pushed hers apart and his knee rubbed her inner thigh, eliciting a moan from her. Padmé dug her fingers into Obi's hair and tugged with her right hand while her left slid down his side. Her tongue darted into his mouth the same time she gripped his backside.

By now the kiss was pretty heated and they were both playing an intense round of duel of the tongues. Padmé's toes curled from the intensity of their kiss and any thought of Satine noticing them making out in the library left her head. All she wanted to do was stay in Obi's arms and enjoy the amazing things he did to her with his tongue.

Unfortunately, they had to pull away to breath properly instead of taking a quick bit of air before kissing again. So it was with great reluctance that Padmé and Obi-Wan forced themselves to put a little distance between them. A brief look around revealed that they'd been so wrapped up in the kiss Satine had passed them and was no longer in the building.

The catty part of Padmé hoped Satine did see them kissing, but was in shock, so she just kept walking. Not that it mattered because the other woman was nowhere in sight.

"Well, that worked," she tried to sound cheerful, but was secretly disappointed the kiss didn't last longer. Then again, if it had, someone would have probably called the cops and they'd be arrested for public indecency.

"That it did." Obi fiddled with his glasses. "I'm sorry for accosting you. I should have asked first."

She waved her hand. "Please. What's a little kiss between friends?" Even as she spoke the words, her voice cracked and she felt foolish for saying them. Obi looked at her wordlessly and held her gaze. He knew as well as she did that the kiss they shared was more than a friendly smooch.

The disappointment on his face as he nodded and turned to go back to their table stung. There was no reason for him to look so downtrodden unless he cared for her. Padmé touched his shoulder and pulled him back to face her again.

"Obi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. The kiss did mean something to me. It's the best kiss I've ever had. I-I've also had feelings for you for a while...since before you started dating Satine."

His eyebrows raised and he took her hands in his. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to-"

Her words were cut off by Obi's lips which had slanted over hers again, kissing her with passion. Padmé moaned and clung to him, feeling warmth spread down to her toes. He pulled away, but touched her forehead to his.

"I have feelings for you too," came his breathy reply.

"Well, I'm glad to hear it." She was smiling so hard that her face hurt, but she didn't care one bit.

"Now that we've revealed our feelings, what do you say we cancel our study session early and have luncheon?"

"That sounds perfect." Padmé and Obi-Wan walked off hand in hand to their table, collected their books and left the library. The dynamic of their relationship had changed quickly, but it was a step in the right direction for them both.