Safe in the sanctuary of her small room, she holocommed her Kage and council.

'As expected the Jedi did not take the information as intended. But I have delivered it all'

'You have done well, Master Namocco. You have a new task, involving the trade disputes on Naboo'

'Tell me more, Master' she said. She hated holocomms.

'There will be a battle, a showdown between Sith and Jedi. At all costs- you must save the Sith'

'Save the Sith?' she echoed. This was different. Never before had she stepped in to SAVE someone steeped in such evil.

'Details will be sent to you as necessary. Remain on Coruscant until you receive further communication'

'Yes master' she bowed and the comms were shut off.

'I forgot you were a meticulous tracker' Arec said clearly to the still room as she broke out of her meditative state. She leapt towards the door and opened it in one swift movement.

'I couldn't let you go without..' Obi Wan started, stepping into the room and closing the door with his foot. 'without...' he pressed his lips to hers, hard, rough.

She pushed him off her 'Do not do this Obi Wan. There is no way back' his lips were flushed with blood from the collision, the colour in his cheeks returning. His eyes were a darker shade of blue.

'I need to know' his voice was demanding, though he was less than intimidating

'What do you need to know?'

'If you would complete me'

'Mashing your lips into mine is not the way to know' she scolded, biting her lip. screw completing him she thought to herself. He had no idea what it felt like.

'Then how?' he was most insistent

This was never in the realm of possibility. She had never imagined what would happen if he chose to WANT to feel as she felt. She had known men before him, fulfilled her physical needs as she wished without fear of consequences- she did not have to fear her order the way he did his.

'I will not let you' she said finally, after a long silence 'you are of the Light, my friend. Attachment is your enemy'

'Show me what you feel' he insisted again. He was altogether too close to her, and the smell of his skin, warm and clean was beginning to overpower her better senses.

'You will not forgive me' she said sadly 'It will be your undoing'

'I am stronger than you give me credit for, Arec' he whispered, utterly entranced by her. Her raw passion at the temple had drawn him here, desperate to know how it felt to feel as she did.

Her lips pressed softly to his, one hand snaking around his shoulders, the other around his waist, pulling his body flush against hers. She strained on tip toe to maintain the contact. She ran her tongue along his lip, begging entrance to his mouth. The barest seconds hesitation melted to give way to his compliance. She guided him, slowly, tenderly, with a passion she had never felt before, their tongues entwined.
He lifted her, allowing her legs to wrap around him. She tugged at his small ponytail, and he broke her kiss with a gasp, allowing her the freedom to kiss and suck and nibble at his bared neck. His moan of pleasure was all she needed to spur her on.
He sat on the bed, her legs still about him, allowing her the freedom to touch him as she desired. He had never experienced a woman before, much less felt this kind of burning desire.

Her fingers worked swiftly at his belt, pulling it from around him. she eased his tunic from his shoulders, and released his lips from hers only for long enough to remove his undershirt. She moaned her approval into his shoulder as her fingers caressed his newly naked torso.

'You should never be covered by cloth' she whispered, pushing him back into the bed and admiring his strong and supple body. She quickly undid her own sash and allowed her shirt to slip from her, exposing her breasts to him. A strange strangled noise came from his throat and she looked at him anxiously 'do not be afraid' she leaned over a little and placed his fingertips on her collarbone 'touch me'

The erection which was already obviously pressing against her thigh twitched as he slowly drew his fingers down her chest, over her breast, circling her nipple. She sighed in pleasure, encouraging him without words. She pulled him back upright and kissed him deeply, though this time he fought her for dominance. His hands wandered, one entangling in her hair, the other stroking over her body. He did to her as she had to him, kissing, licking and sucking his way across her bare flesh with relish. Her heart was full and her soul singing in joy and pleasure as he bucked up involuntarily his urges overriding any other senses.

With a minor struggle, she slipped her tights off, her boots already by the door. As she stood he kicked off his boots and awkwardly shimmied his pants off as well. She stood still and admired his prone form, as he did her. She straddled him, prepared to take the last of his innocence and she felt the flame of darkness lick at her. She was already of the Grey, she knew their ways. He was full of light. 'There is no going back from this Kenobi' she said softly, giving him one last chance to escape.

He did not respond, but to pull her lips to his. Taking this as his final permission, she moved so that she could take him. Slowly lowering herself onto his full length, he moaned into her mouth, biting her lip as new sensations overwhelmed him.
His eyes were squeezed shut, as she rode him, slowly at first, giving him every chance to feel her around him. For her, it was everything she had ever thought sex could be. She felt like both fire and ice, her soul complete with joy and his loving actions.
He was watching her now, taking in her every movement, every roll of her hips as she took him deeper and slower, like a tantalizing, amazing, torture. She looked so beautiful, her silvery hair alight in the firelight and she was moving with him, teaching him, instructing him as he had never been before.

With strength that surprised him, in one swift move, she rolled him on top of her, without allowing him to leave her. And suddenly he felt himself even deeper inside her, and he could control the motion, and she was kissing him deeply, her fingers dragging down his back, and her head was thrown back with an animalistic groan, her legs wrapped around him, her desire for him plainer than ever. He felt the change in his body, the tensing in preparation for release.

He felt her trembling around him, her low murmurs to not stop, and her whole body aflame and shaking as she crumbled around him. He felt the tension as though he were a tightly wound coil, the sight of her coming undone beneath him and the around him, the pulsating connection now established firmly in his mind all it took to finish him. He had never felt so exhilarated and yet so exhausted, as he came deep in her, and knew that he was truly, irrevocably in love. She was whispering tender words of affection and stroking his face as he slipped back to reality, and he kissed her passionately.

'Arec... I...' he whispered, still inside her, still above her

She put a finger to his lips 'I know' so this was what a complete soul felt like, she mused to herself. So many years, she had deprived herself. This was perfection.

He lay on top of her, still breathing heavily, both of them drench in sweat.

Gently she eased him off her and onto his side, rolling to look at him. his eyes were heavy and instead of talking she snuggle against him and allowed him to drift to a pleasant sleep.

'Arec' he said softly a number of hours later, and she drowsily looked up at him, those beautiful blue eyes.

'Obi...' he cut her off with a kiss, dominating her. Oh, what had she done.

'Why does it hurt?' he asked when he pulled away

'You will learn to embrace it' she kissed his now stubbly chin 'have you found your answer?'

'If the answer is, loving you till my last breath, because I feel at home and whole for the first time, then yes, I have' his fingers moved in tiny circles on her lower back, and she felt the fire building. His eyes told her everything she needed to know, without bothering to even press against the new found bond.