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Chapter 12

Obi-wan POV

She was angry at me. I could feel her frustration roiling through the force. What am I going to do with her? She won't rest until she's successfully harmed herself both mentally and physically. And I don't think I can handle that. She IS mine, and I WILL keep her safe.

When we reached my quarters, I set her down on the bed.

"Satine?"

No answer.

"Come on love."

Nothing.

"Please?"

Zilch.

I'd had it. I took her head and pulled it up towards me. I was shocked when, instead of the glare and cursing I had expected, I was greeted by tears and a small whimper.

"Now love, don't give me that face…"

She glared at me. "What face? This is MY face, you asshole!" her face showed pain. "Or have you been too busy with Siri and the others to even bother to remember what my face looks like, as theirs are so much lovelier?"

I nearly died from the guilt.

"No love, their faces can't compare to yours."

"Is it their bodies then?"

"Satine, it's just sex."

"Is that what it is when we do it?"

"No!"

"So it DOES mean something."

"NO. Sweetheart, when we have sex it means SO much more to me then when I do it with someone else."

"Then why do it? Why hurt me like this for something that DOESN'T MATTER?"

"I don't know."

"That's it? That's all you have to say about this?"

"Yes."

"Why..."

"Why hurt you over something that doesn't matter?"

She smiled sadly. "Oh Obi-wan…" she leaned in to kiss me, but I pulled away. That cute little confused look on her face made me ache in all the right places.

"No offence love, but you smell like my former padawan, and that's just ever so slightly a turn off."

"Oh." Then she got a sly look on her face. "Do you wanna join me for a shower then?"

I smirked. "I would be delighted, your highness."

She stood. "Well then, master jedi, I suggest you hurry up." She leaned over to whisper in my ear, "You know I hate waiting. Especially when certain parts of my body are dripping wet." She winked and sauntered into the refresher.

I got up and was about to join her when there was a knock on my door.

"Urgh!"

"Obi? What's going on?"

"Give me five minutes love."

"Do you need Viagra or something?" she sounded like she was about to laugh.

"Trust me love, when I think of fucking that dripping pussy of yours into oblivion THAT is not an issue."

She moaned. "Hurry up baby, I can't wait much longer."

I groaned. My erection was trying to rip out of my boxers.

My door opened.

"Master? You in here?"

Great. Anakin.

"Yes I'm here." I walked into my living room. "What do you want?"

"Where's Satine?"

"In the shower, waiting for ME. My wife has nothing to do with this, does she?"

"Actually, she does."

I gritted my teeth. "Why?"

"No reason to interrupt her shower." He smirked, and I knew he was imagining my wife naked. Oh wait, he didn't need to. He tricked her into sleeping with him.

"Get to the point, Skywalker."

"Master…"

"What?"

"It wasn't just me who wanted it."

I was gonna kill him.

"She's mine Anakin."

"Jedi don't have possessions, and last time I checked, Satine hates it when you treat her like one."

"That's not the point. Now what do you want?"

"Just wanted to return Satine's clothes. She left 'em at my place."

I growled.

"Well you did practically kidnap her."

"And you practically RAPED her!"

"Whatever." He leaned in so our faces were almost touching. "I don't regret it. Not even a second of it. And if she ever asks for it again, I will give it to her. And you can't stop me." He stormed out.

I snarled and punched the wall. The noise must have scared my wife, because she timidly walked out of the refresher, a towel wrapped around her naked body. Water ran down her thighs, mixed with something else, which reminded me that I was rock hard. I smirked.

"Told you I didn't need Viagra."

She looked down and her eyes widened. She took a hesitant step toward me, and then stopped.

"Obi…."

"Yes?"

"Please…?"

"You know you can't just say please love."

"Obi-wan!"

"Come on baby, you have to tell me what you want."

"You."

"Me? You already have me."

"Stop it. You KNOW what I want!"

I closed the distance between us.

"I want to hear you say it."

"Obi…."

"What?"

"Please don't make me do this."

"Why not?"

"It's degrading."

"Then I guess you don't really want this."

""Obi-wan James Kenobi, you are going to get in that fucking bed and you are going to fuck my fucking brains out until I can't even fucking stand up and you are gonna do it NOW!"

Finally. I smirked

"Yes, mistress."

I carried her quickly to the bed, disposing of the towel before we got there, revealing that perfectly naked body, which for some reason made me angry.

I dropped her onto bed and straddled her, planting kisses up her body.

She groaned.

"Baby…"

"What?"

"You're not naked."

"Obviously, I'm not doing a good enough job."

"Why do you think that?"

"Normally you're too distracted to notice."

"Shut it and get naked."

"You sound just like a man."

"And if your huge cock wasn't pushing between my legs I'd say you were a woman."

I couldn't wait anymore. I tore off my clothes, frantically kissing every inch of my wife I could reach. When I was finally naked, I tried to push into that dripping warmth, but she stopped me.

"Ah ah ahh. I'm in control tonight."

I groaned. Satine was a tease, and I wasn't in the mood to be teased tonight.

"Love, please not tonight."

"Fine."

"Thank you." I started to pull her toward me, but she pushed away.

"No."

"What? Why?"

"If we can't do it my way, we're not gonna do it at all." She started to get out of bed.

"All right." She turned around, looking hopeful.

"Really?"

"Really."

She squealed.

"Satine..."

"Sowwy daddy." She pouted.

"It's okay baby, just don't keep me waiting anymore."

"Okay."

She climbed on top of me, and let me slide into hot, juicy bliss. I groaned and she cried out.

"Oh baby, yes, YES!" she squirmed with me so deep inside I thought I was going to die.

"Hold still love."

As I spoke, I began to thrust up harder and deeper. She screamed again, her arms losing the ability to hold herself up, so she fell on top of me. Not that I minded. I let out a soft grunt as I pressed myself all the way in. she was nowhere near close to being done. She used her arms to sit up, then slid them from my chest down to my hips, holding me down.

Uh oh.

"Satine, please not tonight."

She pouted. "You said I could…"

"Please?"

"I let you have your way for a little while, and considering the circumstances I shouldn't have had to."

She had a point.

"Please love, can't you just punish me tomorrow? I don't think I can handle waiting tonight."

"Well…"

Just then the door opened.

"Obi? Baby, you in here?"

Uh oh…

Satine looked at me, her eyes narrowed with anger.

"I bought a new outfit I think you might like…"

My wife pulled her body off of me. Then she stalked over to my desk and picked up my lightsaber.

Uh oh!

She walked over to the door and grabbed her clothes.

"I bet he's in his room, all stressed out. Well, I know how to relax him."

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" she opened the door and sprinted out, holding my lightsaber like a club.

OH SHIT!