Chapter 7; Going up and coming out
Author:Hyyp chick
Pairing:Obi/Ani
Rating:NC-17
Disclaimer:I own the sick little puppy of a story, Lucas owns all the characters and planetary systems of his own creation.
Summary:This leaps quite nicely from 6 and leads a nice little path to 8 with a bit of sex and angst in the middle.
Warning:Drugs used. And it's not big and it's not clever, just necessary for my storyline. Don't do drugs :-)
The war is in stalemate. Clones are fighting droids and droids are fighting clones, and both are being produced at an alarming rate of knots, and nobody is getting anywhere.
Chancellor Palpatine has been granted executive powers over the senate, by the senate. A majority of the senate at any rate. Mysteriously though those who oppose the move have been disappearing or meeting unquestionable fates. Some have expressed a change in views to support the Chancellor since the murders began.
Anakin and Obi-wan, well, Anakin had taken out the bounty hunter the Jedi had thought was responsible for the attacks, but it appeared that he was only on the payroll of someone else. Someone continually eluding the Jedi. Obi-wan had made comment about how they may have found out this information if Anakin hadn't been so rash with the 'saber.
But Obi-wan hadn't been there when Anakin had delivered the mortal blow. He hadn't heard what the bounty hunter had said to Anakin about what he had seen, what he had holo-images of.
Obi-wan was a negotiator, he would have tried to make the bounty hunter talk, and he would have talked, and Anakin couldn't afford for that to happen.
So he'd run a lightsaber through him and the bounty hunter was dead. Luckily he held a blaster in his hand so that when Obi-wan arrived at the scene Anakin could convincingly lie that he'd been shot at and the fatal wounding had been an act of self defence.
Well it was anyway if you thought about it.
Before they had left Tatooine Anakin had had a great desire to visit his Mother. Obi-wan had lectured against it but when ever did Anakin listen when he had already made up his mind?
They had gone to Mos Espa, found Watto, and discovered that Shmi had married and lived out on a moisture farm. Obi-wan had trailed behind Anakin as the boy had searched her out and then they had arrived at the Lar's farm.
Shmi had recognised him immediately and embraced him lovingly. They had met her husband, his son, and his girlfriend and politely accepted an invitation to stay for tea. That's when it all happened. Obi-wan could barely bring himself to recall it, Anakin on the other hand replayed it in his head a thousand times a day.
After tea Obi-wan had gone to the bathroom and Anakin had followed him. They had been involved in a steamy, passionate clinch when Beru had walked in on them. She screamed and the others had come running and after the resulting huffs of indignation Obi-wan had been asked to leave the house.
He accepted their dismissal and returned to the awaiting ship. Shmi had taken Anakin aside and her disappointment was glaringly obvious, Anakin could feel it coursing through his veins. She held him tightly and sobbed. He stood there with his arms surrounding her feeling his heart breaking, being ripped in half for the only two people he had ever loved.
Then standing back from him she had told him that the Jedi were an evil, brainwashing sect and that he needed to break free from the clutches of that 'so-called' Master and find a nice girl to marry and have a family with. To make his Mother proud of him again.
Anakin had tearfully mumbled a sorry and left.
Obi-wan had tried to comfort him but the boy was inconsolable. He closed up, as Anakin always did, and refused to let anyone in. Refused to be touched, held, reassured. He kept it in. Let it boil and stew, until he was somewhere on the spectrum between homicidal and sucicidal.
Back on Coruscant their report had been delivered. Except Anakin had missed out the bit whereby he callously murdered a man and they both neglected to mention their visit to the Lar's ranch. Neither had any plans to return to Tatooine anytime soon.
Senator Amidala was the leader of the oppositon to Chancellor Palpatine's executive control. Not that she was against fighting for the republic, it's just that she is all for democracy and what Palpatine has is a dictatorship in all but name. But as more and more of her comrades disappear or find themselves dead her support is weakened and her safety heavily compromised.
She has to attend a congress meeting but she hasn't been outside of her apartment for a month and her safety officer fears that he can no longer protect her. So the Jedi have been contacted and charged with her safe keeping. Padme is loathe to have some random Jedi Knight swaggering about before her brandishing his lightsaber, and her safety officer fears she will give him the slip, unconcerned by her own continued well being.
So reluctantly Master Windu has assigned Anakin and Obi-wan to this assignment.
They had left early to collect Padme, parking the speeder in a bay close to the elevator they were riding to Padme's apartment. The same elevator that had broken down half an hour ago.
"Buttons?" Obi-wan asked confidently.
"No" Anakin replied with a knowing smile.
"Bell?" Obi-wan tried again.
"No"
"Belt?"
"Yea, you got it! Your turn"
Obi-wan sighed. "Anakin I think with 10 minutes of playing this infernally infuriating game we have exhausted all of the 'I spy' possibilities"
Anakin huffed.
"We could break out?" Anakin suggested.
"No we are not going to break out of this elevator just because of your impatience. A tech droid is working on the problem now. And where exactly are you going to break out to? We are in a glass elevator on the side of a building hundreds of feet from the ground".
"Okay so it's a no, we'll wait"
Anakin leant against one side of the elevator, Obi-wan on the other. Anakin was picking at the buckles of his glove with a furrowed brow.
"You are thinking about your Mother again aren't you?" Obi-wan questioned tenuously.
"It's hard not to" Anakin said, biting his lip and looking up at Obi-wan, "She rejected me".
"She didn't reject you she just didn't like the idea of an 'us'. She still loves you, you are her only son".
"Yeah well I don't want to talk about it".
Anakin slumped lazily against the side and turned his head to look out over Coruscant. Obi-wan didn't press the matter further. Anakin had not long been out of his depression, he wasn't going to send him back to it.
"So, 'I spy's' out, what do you want to do now?" Obi-wan asked looking down into the endless space between the buildings, filled with traffic.
Anakin crossed the small distance between them in a mere millisecond and swamped Obi-wan with a fierce and impassioned kiss. A hand on his neck, another holding his hip, Anakin's height accentuated by Obi-wan's slouch. Obi-wan allowed the kiss momentarily before pushing Anakin away.
"Anakin not here, we are in a glass elevator in the middle of Coruscant! We're Jedi!"
"No-one can see" He replied with a smouldering grin, "we're on the side of a building, hundreds of feet in the air. The only people who could see are too busy concentrating on the airways".
Anakin made his second assault.
"Anakin! We can't, I can't..." Obi-wan objected feebly.
"protest all you want, it won't stop me" Anakin replied licentiously, dancing small kisses over Obi-wan's neck and ears.
"This is so wrong Padawan" Obi-wan uttered with dying conviction as Anakin slid down Obi-wan's body onto his knees.
He nuzzled his face into Obi-wan's groin and ran his hands firmly up and down the inside of his Master's legs until Obi-wan was steadying himself on the elevator side as his legs threatened to give out on him.
Anakin ran his fingers up the others back as far as he could and then dragged his nails lightly over the skin on their downward stroke. It was one of Obi-wan's 'things'. He repeated this a few times, getting lower down the back with each stroke, driving Obi-wan insane as he twisted and pushed into Anakin's touch.
Eventually Anakin untied Obi-wan's pants and slipped them down to the top of his boots before running his hands softly up the back of Obi-wan's thighs to cup his buttocks. He squeezed the smooth pert flesh and rolled it between his fingers, pressing Obi-wan towards him. Obi-wan spread his legs a little and lolled into the glass window, resting most of his weight on his shoulders. He closed his eyes and pressed his palms to the glass.
Anakin lurched forward and took the end of Obi-wan's penis between his lips. He played teasingly with it for a moment before actually opening his mouth to let him in. Firm pressure on Obi-wan's rear accelerated his entry. Anakin continued to massage his lover's backside as he sucked and chewed on his length, his head bobbing furiously with the action. Obi-wan whimpered and moaned as he thrust into Anakin's mouth, mumbling something about being seen, being Jedi and how wrong it all was. Anakin just smirked around his Master's erection and rolled his eyes at his remonstrations. They soon gave way to incoherent babbling when Anakin probed a finger into his entrance, then two, and before long Anakin found himself supporting Obi-wan's weight as he feverently probed and sucked until the Jedi Master became a quivering orgasmic wreck.
After spilling his cum into his Padawan's willing mouth Obi-wan wilted to the elevator floor. Anakin grinned, once again sitting higher than his Master even though he was on his knees. Obi-wan looked slightly unnerved as Anakin tore at his own trousers, releasing them to below his knees. The Jedi Knight pulled at the listless form of his spent Master and rolled him over onto all fours. Lubricating his own penis with the cocktail in his mouth he glided it into Obi-wan's ass. He held his position momentarily, waiting for Obi-wan to adjust to the sensation, then he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. Obi-wan moaned loudly and thanked the Gods that this elevator was on the outside of the building. Anakin picked up his speed until he was almost there and then slowed down again, keen to last. As he pumped with a controlled rhythm Obi-wan begged exhaustedly for Anakin to finish. At his command the Jedi Knight increased the speed and force of his action until he came with a throaty confirmation of his satisfaction.
The two Jedi lounged on the floor of the elevator, legs entwined due to their statures and the confined space. Obi-wan rested his head lazily on the window, content in their post-coital silence.
Anakin reached into the purse on his utility belt and pulled out a small bag. He dipped his finger into the white powdery substance and snorted it, first in one nostril then the other, before replacing the bag back into his purse.
"Anakin!" Obi-wan scolded after a moment of pure shock and speechlessness. He sat bold upright and then stood.
Anakin stretched out in the newly available space and drifted into a slouch.
"Don't worry it's not enough to take the pain away completely, it just stops it hurting for a little while. Think of it as a kind of an anti-depressant".
"Anakin it is not an anti-depressant! Do you have any idea what you are doing to yourself? What effect it has on your jedi reflexes, your ability with the Force? How? Where? I, I can't allow this I have to..." Obi-wan trailed off.
"Have to what? Turn me over to the council? Get me expelled? Gee wizz that'll really help my problems being jobless and homeless. Hey maybe the separatists'll have me, then you'll have to hunt me down and kill me. Could you do it?"
"Do what?" Obi-wan spat, still in disbelief.
"Hunt me down. And kill me"
"What?"
"If it came to it where do your loyalties lie, with me or the Jedi?"
"Anakin I am not going to turn you over to the council, and you are not a separatist..."
"Me or the Jedi?" Anakin demanded.
"You Anakin. My loyalty lies with you. Even if you did leave the Order and turn I doubt I could be the one to kill you. I doubt I even have the skill anyway, you are a great and powerful Jedi. But this talk is nonsense I want to know why..."
"Because it helps when nothing else can. Meditation just doesn't work for me, I am controlled by my emotions and they are well and truly fucked right now, I just need to be able to let go once in a while"
"How long has this been going on?" Obi-wan questioned desperately. Anakin raised his right arm briefly before dropping it back to the floor.
Suddenly the elevator jolted into motion and within seconds it opened out onto Padme's apartment.
"We'll discuss this later" Obi-wan assured.
They were met by Padme's security officer.
"Thank the Gods your lift broke down. There was a mass attack on a number of senators on their way to the congress, it's chaos." He informed them.
"Padme?" Anakin queried, a hint of desperation in his voice.
"She is in her chamber. We have discussed her safety in light of the events today and she has decided to return to Naboo until we are confident that Coruscant is once again safe. We have contacted Master Windu and he has agreed to provide continuing protection for her. He will be sending an escort later today I believe".
"Then if Senator Amidala is safe we should return to the Temple Anakin"
"I agree" Anakin replied.
Then his eyes diverted to the doorway where Padme stood in a flowing mint green opaque gown. Her curled locks cradling her exposed shoulders. She met Anakin's eyes with a comforted smile before forcing her attention to Obi-wan.
"We are glad to see you are safe Senator" Obi-wan remarked politely.
"I thank you for your concern" She replied before gazing briefly back to Anakin and returning to her bedroom.
The Jedi made their way back to the Temple and Obi-wan met up with Masters Yoda and Windu in the strategy room. He delivered his reported and the three of them left for the council chamber, encountering Anakin walking in the opposite direction on their way.
"Skywalker, where are you going?" Mace Windu demanded.
"I'm..."
"You have a report to deliver, council chambers-now".
"But there's nothing to report".
"Now Skywalker!"
"After you" Anakin said sarcastically gesturing with his hand. He followed the Masters to the chamber but was forced to wait outside until the council was in session. Master Windu instructed him to enter and deliver his report.
"Well we went to the apartment complex, got stuck in a lift for like an hour and arrived late. Turns out loads of senators got attacked as they tried to go to the meeting so it was probably a blessing that the lift broke. Senator Amidala is gonna go back to Naboo now"
"That's it?" Windu asked viciously. Anakin nodded.
"Skywalker..." Mace began.
"My name is Anakin" Anakin stated defiantly.
"I am so pleased to be giving you this assignment because I won't have to look at you for goodness knows how long. You are to escort Senator Amidala to her home planet of Naboo and remain there as her protector until further notice. Keep your comms open, we will contact you regularly with and for updates. You leave immediately."
Obi-wan figeted uncomfortably in his chair. 'Until further notice', and 'leave immediately', the sentences rang loud in his ears.
"This is a solo mission?" Anakin queried with a nervous broken voice.
"Do both of you good the time apart will, re-evaluate your relationship you must" Yoda replied, including Obi-wan with a glance.
Anakin bit his lip and looked from ceiling to floor.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He finally asked.
"You know what it means, Anakin," Mace sniped, "We were obviously on the wrong side of the universe when we accused you of dallying with the Senator".
Obi-wan sighed heavily and tipped his head back into his chair. They would have both been stood before the council facing expulsion if there hadn't been a war on. His eyes met Anakin's in a pledging of love, no matter what, then he dropped them to the floor with guilt.
"Leave, Skywalker".