WARNING: Some smut, and all fluffy at the end. Enjoy and hope ya like it! I don't own Star Wars Rebels, because if I did... Well, it wouldn't be rated for kids.

Grinning like a kid with a new toy, Ezra watched as clones began firing at the crew. Seventh Sister was after Kanan and Hera in an instant, Kallus after Zeb and the clones at Sabine. That left the Inquisitor for him. Good.

Rushing towards the Pau'an, he slashed his lightsabre, aiming for the chest, but it was blocked. Snarling in annoyance, he swung again, but just as it went to hit the chest, he brought it down. The Inquisitor jumped back, lightsabre held in front of him as Ezra's lightsabre hit the ground.

Channelling his anger, Ezra put a hand in front of him and used the force to send the Inquisitor rolling down an abandoned alleyway. Smirking, he walked down the dark alleyway while the Inquisitor stood up.

Before Ezra could swing his lightsabre, the Inquisitor had him pinned to the wall and lifted up, resulting in both of their lightsabres being dropped. Ezra automatically wrapped his legs around the Inquisitors hips so he didn't fall, and let out a low groan as sharp teeth trailed up his neck, nipping at his jaw.

Suddenly, smooth lips descended onto his, and without a second thought Ezra opened his mouth invitingly. Moaning into the kiss, Ezra's arms wrapped around the Inquisitor's neck to bring him closer, and rocked his hips forwards, both of them moaning at the contact.

Drawing back for breath, they were both panting and their eyes glazed over with lust. Smiling, Ezra panted, "We should fight more often."

"I'd rather do something else more often," the Inquisitor said suggestively, and brought his head down to nip at Ezra's neck softly.

Moaning, Ezra moved his head to the side, allowing more access. A whine escaped his lips as sharp teeth grazed across his skin, leaving a few small lines of red beads and the Inquisitor lazily licked away the blood, enjoying the sounds escaping Ezra, who had his eyes closed and pure bliss written across his face.

Drawing back and licking the faint traces of blood off his teeth, the Inquisitor smirked at the whine he received. Resting his forehead on Ezra's, he murmured, "Come back with us." Melted gold met ocean blue pleadingly. "Come back with me."

Ezra frowned. Oh how he wanted to go back with them, but something was stopping him. He was meant to be loyal to his Master. Who was he supposed to choose? The love of his life, or the one who promised power and getting back at the people he hated?

One side of him said that power was better, but another part said that love was better. But Seventh Sister offered him love; wasn't it the same thing?

No, it wasn't. But what kind of Padawan would he be if he was disloyal to his master? But wasn't Kanan his master? Well, was. He had broken the bound with his old master; Kanan wouldn't want him after that.

Ezra looked at the Inquisitor, who was silently pleading. He loved the Inquisitor, he knew that, but…

He took a shaky breath. "Kanan wouldn't want me after the stunt I pulled, and the rest would hate me. And you… You played with my feelings."

"I'm sorry," the Inquisitor murmured, his arms tightening around Ezra's waist as he buried his head between Ezra's neck and shoulder. "But Kanan still wants you; he misses you. We all miss you. It's been dull ever since you left; Kanan barely spoke, Hera was always in the pilot seat, Sabine and Zeb had locked themselves in their rooms, Chopper wasn't being Chopper, and I… I barely made it through a day without you."

"You're lying," Ezra denied, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. The Inquisitor was probably playing with his feelings again. Oh, how that made his blood simmer…

"I'm not. I promise you, I am not lying," the Inquisitor lifted his head, gently kissing Ezra, who hesitantly returned it. "I will never lie to you again."

"So if you told me you loved me…?"

"I would be telling the truth."

The simmering in his blood stopped, and Ezra stared at the Inquisitor. "Promise?"

A soft smile graced the Inquisitors lips as his eyes softened. "Promise."

I'm tempted to make this the last chapter, and make a sequel. I haven't decided yet. You'll find out in a few hours when this sentence is edited. Until then, have fun wondering if this is the last chapter or not!