Time really goes fast, doesn't it? It's only two chapters left after this one! I don't know about you guys, but I have really enjoyed publishing this challenge here, I hope you have some great time of fun too.

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Well here it is, the third-last chapter of The Obi-Wan Challenge. Enjoy!

Chapter 20

"She sure has," Kaagi was roaring with laughter "and what she is planning will take care of that burn. Come Aaqu, there is nothing we can do here."

"No except sedating Obi-Wan maybe," Aaqu rummaged in Kaagi's doctors bag to pull out a large plastform syringe, a very large one

"Master Maerhin," Obi-Wan muttered and followed with his eyes the healer when he went to the kitchen-unit and came back after filling that syringe with water.

Pwssshhht

"Now I am wet," Obi-Wan grumbled.

"Me too," Siri smirked and catched the syringe in her hands. "But this will be fun."

"Don't get too wet," Kaagi threw another plastform syringe and ran away with Aaqu.

Obi-Wan caught that syringe, had it floating to his kitchen sink and filling with water and poised it at Siri's behind.

"Wetting my appetite," Siri giggled and copied Obi-Wan's use of the Force.

For a few moments they played, squirting each other with little streams of water, laughing and teasing, until Siri tumbled into his arms and they both fell back to the bed.

"I think I'm ready for you to use something else..." Siri murmured, brushing her lips over his, and wriggling a little on top of him.

"Oof!" Obi-Wan groaned as Siri's leg pressed against a, still, very sore part of him.

"Oh, poor Obi," Siri cooed, shifting to his side. She glanced around the room to confirm that they were in fact finally all alone and she locked the door with a definitive click. Then she smiled, settling her hand over him. "Let me heal that burn for you, so we can get on to the main event."

Obi-Wan sighed and closed his eyes as he relaxed back on the bed.

Carefully, with a gentle touch of her fingertips she used the Force to soothe the sensitive skin. Obi-Wan sighed again, deeply, as the pain ebbed. But as the pain faded, other sensations began to take its place. It was quite... stimulating. Obi-Wan fought not to let the feelings overwhelm him too soon.

After only another minute, he felt completely better and ready to go so he turned swiftly, pulling Siri underneath him and pinning her to the bed.

"All better," he grinned, kissing her soundly. She smiled back when he pulled away.

"What time is it?" he asked, beginning to drop a trail of kisses across her jaw and down the column of her neck. She squirmed underneath him, but he did not yield, so she glanced over his shoulder to the chronometer on the wall.

"11:30."

Obi-Wan pulled back to grin at her. "We beat our time! Last week we didn't get to bed untill well past midnight!"

"Mmmm," she nodded. "And no broken fingers this time! Those are harder to heal."

"And we didn't have to deal with an irritated Quinlan Vos, innebriated and wearing a pink flowered dress."

"And -" Siri began, but Obi-Wan cut her off with another ardent kiss.

Siri had no other thought except how much she loved Saturday nights, as long as they always ended right here.

"Wow, Obi-Wan, you're really rocking my boat tonight," Siri gasped as everything began to rock - and they were hardly beyond the caresses and kisses stage as yet.

"I hate to break it to you, but I can't take the credit for it; the whole Temple is shaking." Obi-Wan sat up, all his senses now alert as he diverted more attention to his formal brain rather than the one too many men were accused of.

"I knew you were good, but that good -" Siri's sentence was cut off by Obi-Wan's finger on her lips.

"Earthquake."

"I thought it was an Obi-quake," Siri muttered, but more than willing to ride out the quake where she was. One quake or another, she planned a rollicking good time this night.

Laying back, Siri tried to arrange herself in the most alluring position, so as to direct Obi-Wan's attention right back to where she wanted it, but even as the shaking stopped he didn't even turn his head...

Brow knitting, she frowned and then decided to try a more direct approach. "Obi-Wan," she called, her voice soft as she reached for him, trailing her fingertips along his bicep.

"Shhh," he hushed her with a finger to his lips as he met her eyes which were now flashing with irritation. "Afterquake..." he muttered and the room began to shake again.

Siri threw up her arms in frustration. "I haven't even gotten a pre-quake yet!"

Obi-Wan turned to her, one eyebrow raised. "Impatient?"

Siri didn't bother to answer, instead she grabbed his arms, pulling him down to her.

"But there might be damage -" he protested, his senses still focused outward on their surroundings.

"I'm sure everything's fine," she murmured, hands slipping down his sides. "Do you hear any screaming?"

"No..." he answered, head tilted.

"Well, I had hoped you would be by now. You've got some time to make up, Kenobi, better get to work..."

Obi-Wan had never been one to back down from a challenge, so he met her playful grin with one of his own, and bent his head to adorn her face and neck with kisses. After only a moment he felt the slickness of a sheen of sweat on his torso and he paused, noticing Siri looked quite flushed as well. Certainly they hadn't worked up a sweat after only a moment of kissing? Of course, he was quite good at kissing, if he did say so himself - but really, Siri was just laying there and he hadn't even moved on to the vigorous kissing yet...

"Don't stop, Obi-Wan." Siri's eyes fluttered open and she tried to pull him back to her. "You're making me so hot..."

"It's not me," he muttered, sitting up again, reaching out with the Force. "The heating system must have been damaged in the quake..."

"Not our problem," she replied, even though the words were slightly panted.

Obi-Wan shook his head and concentrated; from what he could tell, the entire Temple was now in even more turmoil than before, and he looked back at her. Lying before him, flushed as she was, she looked quite ravishing, but he had other things on his mind all of a sudden. "We should check in with the other Masters...they might need our help..."

As he began to pull out his comlink, Siri exhaled and sat up as well, smoothing her hair back and seeming to be lost in thought while he tried to comm someone - anyone. It didn't work. Communications must be down, he thought with a frown.

TBC