Nighttime Jaunt

Cool hands slid down his chest, and he moved closer to them.

"Xanatos," he said wistfully, still half-asleep.

"Well that's flattering."

Obi-Wan opened his eyes, expecting to wake up in Xanatos's bed like he had so many times before. But something was wrong, this was different. He wasn't on Xanatos's sleepcouch, he was on his own. In his room.

In the temple.

He shot out from under the covers so fast his bare feet slid on the floor and he almost fell. Xanatos was standing next to the bed in his dark cloak, his hand still hovering over where the boy had been.

"What are you doing?" Obi-Wan hissed. "Are you insane?"

Xanatos raised an eyebrow. "Is that a rhetorical question?"

"This is not funny. How did you even get in?"

"I've proven before that temple security is not infallible," Xanatos smiled. "No matter what Miro thinks. He was never as good as me."

"Xanatos," Obi-Wan snapped. "What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back until next week."

The other man shrugged. "Exactly, I'm early. And you told me not to contact you in case someone overheard, so my only option was to come here. You brought this on yourself."

He was aghast. "And you thought coming here was a wiser decision than calling me?"

"Of course not, the point is you told me not to call. You never said I couldn't drop by."

"I thought it was a given!" Obi-Wan threw his arms up in frustration. "You have to leave."

"Now that's just rude after all the effort I wasted breaking in."

"Do you know what will happen if you're found in here?" The teenager could hardly think coherently through what was happening. Qui-Gon is right across the hall was his only thought.

Xanatos walked towards him, and he backed up until he hit the wall. The other man braced himself with both hands on either side of Obi-Wan's head. He pressed close and licked the shell of his ear. "But doesn't that make it more fun?"

"You're going to get me kicked out of the Order."

"If we're caught say I forced you."

"Like that's believable."

He smirked, clear amusement in his eyes. "If you'd like I could tie you up, make the lie more plausible."

Obi-Wan glared at him. "Yes, I'm sure that idea is for my benefit."

Xanatos smiled and slid his hand down Obi-Wan until he reached a very sensitive area. "You'd enjoy it enough."

The boy wiggled out of his grasp. "Alright, I'll leave with you, but we have to get you out of here."

"I'm in the mood now."

"Back at your place."

"I don't think I can wait that long."

"Xanatos."

He tugged on Obi-Wan's braid. "Just give in; we both know you're going to eventually."

Obi-Wan sighed, seeing no way out of this. He reached over a pressed the "lock" button on his door. All doors in the temple were equipped with the mechanism, though rarely used. After all, what would one Jedi need to hide from the others?

"Fine," Obi-Wan said, trying to make his voice sound put out and irritated. "But you have to be fast, and you cannot sleep here."

Xanatos smiled triumphantly. "So, what about that vibrocuffs idea?"

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A/N: So I wrote this in response to Staryday asking for a chappie that wasn't bittersweet. I realized that a lot of the stories, while they stay together, are a little sad. So I was going for upbeat in this chapter. I also noticed that a few of you want Qui-Gon to catch them. Chronologically that would end the ficlets since I don't know how they would continue with Qui-Gon knowing, but I think I'm going to try and write a companion piece with that as the focus so you guys can get your fix without the story ending. Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!